Fei Jie said coldly with a dark face: "Of course I don't have the right to question the martial arts that Lord Wuzhu passed on to Fan Xian. But I'm very curious, why don't you teach him personally? You should know that he is only five years old after all. Even if he is indeed talented, such a dangerous thing, as his mother's servant, you should be staring at him."

This is reasonable. Since this nameless true qi mantra is left by Wu Zhu next to Fan Xian's cradle, he naturally has the obligation to ensure that Fan Xian will not have problems with practice.

Fan Xian glanced at Wu Zhu in embarrassment, but stared at the black cloth on his face that had been covering his eyes.

Wu Zhu slowly spoke, "This is not what I left for the young master, this is what the young lady left for the young master."

"Mechanical." Fei Jie was unwilling to offend this blind man, but at this time he was also ruthless. "Your cultivation is so high, just give me a few words, and Fan Xian won't be so dangerous to practice."

Wu Zhu paused and suddenly said, "I have never practiced any true qi."

After saying this, he turned around and left with a cool look, leaving behind the two masters and apprentices who were stunned in the room.

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...

"What did he just say?"

"He said he had never practiced...the true qi, and the words "the two" are particularly vicissitudes."

Fei Jie looked at Fan Xian's pretending to be old-fashioned and became angry. He didn't understand why this five-year-old child learned such silly and unpretentious jokes from a countryside.

"It's really hard to imagine that a person without internal skills can actually tie Liuyun's hand among the four masters."

"Although Ye Liuyun was still using the sword at that time, he did not practice the free hand."

"Teacher." Fan Xian asked respectfully: "Is it possible that a person without the true energy of his family as good as Uncle Wu Zhu?"

Fei Jie frowned and thought for a while, saying, "Unless every move he moves is so accurate that it is very terrifying, you can use the iron drill in his hand to insert the other party's vital points before others can react."

Fan Xian naturally remembered that on the night when he had just arrived in this world, the blind boy was carrying him on his back, holding an iron drill that kept dripping blood in his hand.

"But... this kind of speed and power should not be achieved by humans."

Fei Jie shook his head, suddenly coughed twice, quickly sat down at the desk, and looked at Fan Xian solemnly: "Little guy, if you can not practice this skill, it is best not to practice it. With what the teacher teaches you, I can guarantee that only others will be afraid of you in the future."

"I will consider it, teacher." Fan Xian replied maturely.

Fei Jie thought about it, took a small medicine bag by the bed, and handed it to Fan Xian's little hand: "Hold it, this medicine is very expensive. If you practice qigong in the future, remember to take one and use a lot of water to take it."

Fan Xian held the medicine sac in his hand, knowing that the medicine must be very valuable, so he nodded: "Thank you for giving the medicine to the teacher."

Fei Jie smiled and looked at the child like a little adult in front of him, and suddenly said, "Isn't it very strange? I was obviously forced to Danzhou by your father to teach you, why are you still so kind to you now?"

Fan Xian didn't speak, but just looked at him with a grateful expression.

Fei Jie smiled and shook his head, touching Fan Xian's head: "Maybe he is really old, and it is really worth being happy to be able to bring a smart student like you."

"Now, don't think about the Earl's Mansion in Kyoto for now." Feisuke said seriously: "Although you are still young, I hope you remember what I said below."

Seeing the teacher's words cautiously, Fan Xian quickly stood attentively and listened.

"The affairs of your family are much more complicated than you imagined. What involves it is not only the survival of you alone, but also more likely to involve more lives, so you must be cautious. In the years before you grow up, you must learn to protect yourself so that you can have the strength to protect others in the future."

"Who should I protect in the future?" Fan Xian was a little confused.

Fei Jie smiled and pointed to his nose: "For example, someone like me who is already unable to get out of relationship with you."

Fan Xian nodded as if he was ignorant, thinking to himself that this matter seemed to be quite complicated. He was a human being for two lifetimes and could not understand what these old comrades were playing with.

"Okay, you go back to your room first, remember to take good care of it. It is best not to practice that evil and domineering kung fu."

Fan Xian went back to his room honestly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wu Zhu sitting quietly in the corner, without lights and darkness. But the black cloth covering his eyes was as thick as ink than the night.

"Uncle." Fan Xian bowed his head and bowed.

Wu Zhu's voice came out from the corner, straight and quiet: "That book is divided into two volumes. The first volume is called Domineering, and the second volume has no name. This is the book left to you by the lady, so when you were a child, I kept it by your side. I have never practiced these skills in the world, so I can't teach you, but I think that since it is called Domineering, it is normal to be more domineering... If there is a problem with your practice, it is your own problem."

After saying this, a piece of black cloth disappeared from Fan Xian's eyes.

"What a simple and crude explanation, it's such an indifferent and weird person." Fan Xian sighed, climbed onto the bed, took out the book without fame from the secret compartment, and thought in his mind that during the practice of exercises, he also discovered that when the true qi filled the dantian, he did not follow the meridians according to his mind, but instead, a part of it went against the passage of the Xu Mansion and directly poured into the snow mountain pass above the kidney gate of the back waist.

The snow mountain passes through the spine. Whether after Fei Jie's study in his previous life or in this life, Fan Xian understands that the nerve bundles reach the brain directly, which is the most critical part of the human body. If he is not careful, he will be disabled and lying in the bed.

However, Fan Xian’s daily nap and meditation, the domineering true energy obtained by practicing in his body will become much more stable and quiet after crossing the snowy mountain in his waist. The sensation of madness will also disappear, and instead he will feel comfortable all over, just like eating ice cream in summer.

This is how he practiced since he was one year old. Did he practice it wrong from the beginning? Fan Xian did not have the confidence to take a wrong path in the martial arts path in this world, but he was like a person who quenched his thirst, and could no longer get rid of the shackles of this happiness. If he stopped practicing now, the domineering true energy in his body would one day break through his stinky skin.

Blind Wuzhu said that if you can’t practice, it’s Fan Xian’s own problem.
Chapter completed!