Daqing: Eternal life begins with accepting Fan Xian as your disciple!

Fei Jie frowned again and glanced at Fan Xian.

"Don't hold back your Qi on purpose."

"Release it, so I can diagnose your pulse better."

Fan Xian glanced at Su Yu, then at Wu Zhu, hesitant.

He felt that the Qi in his body was too overbearing.

If he didn't hold back a little so that the teacher could diagnose his pulse, he might accidentally hurt the teacher.

However, the teacher's skill was also very high, and perhaps his Qi was just too much for his own wine bag to contain.

But for the teacher, it was nothing.

At least according to the teacher's meaning, it was nothing.

Because I was not sure, I wanted to ask the teacher and Uncle Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu had a cold expression and just stood aside holding the iron rod.

Su Yu naturally understood Fan Xian's concerns and was about to speak.

But Fei Jie spoke first.

He brushed his sleeves, his face calm and said.

"Don't worry, you can't hurt me."

"You are just a five-year-old child."

"Even if this true qi is really overbearing, how long have you practiced, how much true qi can you have in your body?"

"It's just that your body is weak and can't bear it."

"But for your teacher, it's just a small matter."

He is the director of the third department of the Kyoto Inspection Bureau.

He has carried out countless missions and killed countless people.

Everyone calls him a poison master, do they really think he can only use poison?

That is just one of his best skills.

His martial arts are not weak either.

How can the true qi of a five-year-old child hurt himself?

If that's the case, then wouldn't his decades of martial arts training be in vain!

Fan Xian nodded.

"Oh, OK."

That's right, the teacher is a martial arts expert.

Of course, I can't hurt the teacher with my little true qi.

I should release more to help the teacher diagnose the real symptoms.

So, Fan Xian closed his eyes, concentrated, and began to stimulate the true qi.

Su Yu raised his eyebrows, just smiled, and said nothing more.

Sometimes, a hundred words are useless when people teach people.

Things teach people, once is enough.

Fei Jie closed his eyes and carefully explored the true qi flowing in Fan Xian's body.

Fan Xian continued to practice and release the true qi in his body.

The true qi followed the meridians in various parts of the body, from the dantian to the abdomen, and from the abdomen to the lower back.

Finally, all gathered and rushed to the wrist.

'Boom! ’

A muffled sound suddenly exploded in Su Yu’s room!

‘Bang! ’

“Puff!”

It was Fei Jie who didn’t react in time, and was directly hit against the wall by the true qi.

After this heavy collision, Fei Jie covered his chest and spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Fan Xian was also shaken by the powerful true qi in his body, which made his blood flow poorly.

However, after this burst of true energy was released, it seemed that he was no longer uncomfortable.

He shook his head, but found that there was no one in front of him.

"Hey, where is my teacher?"

The teacher was just checking his pulse.

Then he turned his head and found the teacher who was blown away.

It looked like he was injured.

Fan Xian raised his head suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something.

He immediately turned his head left and right to check the room.

But he did not find another figure in white clothes, so he exclaimed.

"Not good!"

"The teacher was also blown away!"

It's over, it's over.

Although the teacher was close and injured.

But he had internal strength, so it was not too serious.

Uncle Wuzhu didn't have to worry.

But Mr. Su, he doesn't know martial arts! !

Being shocked by such a strong true qi, I was afraid...

He didn't even dare to look outside, for fear of seeing the ground...

The teacher was so good to him, like a brother and a father, teaching him to read and teach him the principles of life.

But today, because of his reckless release of true qi, he blew up the teacher to death!

Thinking of this, tears flowed from Fan Xian's eyes.

He clenched his fists, regretting it very much.

If the teacher really had an accident, he would pay him with his life!

At this moment, Fei Jie, who was lying on the ground, looked at the five-year-old boy in front of him.

It was as if he didn't recognize him.

The original mature appearance was swept away.

Just like an ordinary child, crying with tears and snot.

...

Fei Jie glanced outside the door, then glanced at Fan Xian, speechless.

"I said, have you finished crying?"

"If you're done, open your eyes."

"Your Mr. Su is standing at the door."

Hearing this, Fan Xian wiped his tears and turned to look at the door.

He saw Mr. Su and Uncle Wu Zhu.

One with a gentle smile and the other with a cold expression, standing at the door together.

Looking at him quietly...

Fan Xian's eyes went dark. Why didn't the Qi just explode to death?

If he had, he wouldn't have to be so embarrassed...

But fortunately, he is now a five-year-old child and still has the right to cry.

At this time, a very angry voice came from the room, breaking the embarrassment.

"Mr. Su is not dead."

"But if you don't pull your teacher up again"

"Your teacher will be depressed to death!"

Fan Xian chuckled, hurried over to help Fei Jie up, and explained.

"The main thing is that Mr. Su doesn't know martial arts."

"Teacher, you know a little bit."

Fei Jie raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, and nodded.

Then he looked up again.

That's not right, Fan Xian...What did the brat mean by what he said just now?

What do you mean he still knows a little?

But compared to this, what puzzled Fei Jie even more was.

This unlucky kid's unlucky Qi only blew up himself? ?

Wu Zhu is good at Qinggong, so it's ok that he didn't get hurt.

Su Yu doesn't have any Qi at all, how come he's fine?

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