Jianghu Martial Arts School [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

"You, what do you want to do?" Feixin couldn't help taking a step back, but after thinking about it, she felt that her behavior seemed a bit timid, so she immediately puffed up her chest and bluffed.

Kong Jing, Kong Xing and Diabolo also looked at each other, not understanding what happened.

Diabolo is the youngest but the most savvy, he seems to have sensed something, and murmured in a low voice: "This benefactor's 'Qi' is so strong..."

Traditional martial arts pay attention to a "Qi", which is the basis of internal strength, the more profound a person is, the stronger the internal strength, in short, the higher the martial arts.

"Qi" is invisible, colorless and tasteless, a bit like wind, the stronger the wind, the stronger the Qi.But it is said that if it develops to the top level, people will not feel the wind, and it will only make people feel breathless. The higher the martial arts, the deeper this feeling. On the contrary, people who do not know martial arts at all will not affected.

Traditional martial arts are declining day by day, and even the "Qi" is declining. Even if you are a martial arts master, your "Qi" is just like a breeze blowing water, which cannot stir up many waves.

In today's martial arts, apart from a few folk masters, the best-preserved martial arts should be Shaolin Wudang Bishan and other ancient sects, but even if it is the number one master of Bishan Temple today, the monk Feiyuan of the three empty generations, The "Qi" produced is nothing more than a gust of cool wind. It is okay to cool off the heat, but it is difficult to go further.

The higher the development of "Qi", the more freely it can be retracted and released. For martial arts masters, this thing is usually useless. In real duels, they still use real kung fu to speak, but occasionally use it to deter some young people.After all, if the two sides are equal in strength, "Qi" is of no use to the other party.

Now, Ximen Chuuxue let out some "gas" on purpose.

Diabolo dared to conclude that the "Qi" of the white-clothed benefactor in front of him must be very strong, which made them feel a suffocating feeling of difficulty breathing.

Among the four people present, Feixin's martial arts is the highest, so he is naturally more uncomfortable than diabolo.With an ugly face, he stared at Ximen Chuuxue: "You—"

Before he could finish speaking, Feixin rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Uncle Master!" The three young monks were startled, and hurriedly helped Feixin up.

"What's going on here?" Shen Qingping who hurried to catch up was dumbfounded.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him lightly, then walked away leisurely.

***

Outside the medical clinic, there were many people.

After getting the news, Lan Tian, ​​who hurried over from the film crew, came striding forward, saw who was coming, and was dumbfounded: "Elder brother, third junior brother, fourth junior brother, what is going on here?"

The three members of Kongzi looked at me and I looked at you, and finally Kong Jing spoke first: "Senior Brother Lan, the thing is actually like this..."

After listening to Kong Jing's narration, Lan Tian was silent for a long time.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Shen Qingping hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Hey, I thought it was something, it turned out to be a misunderstanding."

He deliberately described the unintentional door-to-door provocation as a "misunderstanding", and he deliberately wanted to make a big event into a small one.However, the brothers and sisters still frowned, looking helpless.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingping asked cautiously.

Lan Tian smiled wryly: "Principal Shen, you don't know, my uncle... oh."

The three brothers and sisters also sighed.

Shen Qingping and Huang Rong, who stayed behind to deal with the matter, looked at each other, both puzzled: What's the matter?

At this time, there was a sudden noise in the infirmary, and Feixin's angry "Where did everyone go" clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

The four brothers and sisters looked frozen, and hurried to the infirmary.Before they approached, the curtain inside opened, and someone had already come out.

"Uncle Feixin." Seeing the visitor, Lan Tian bowed down respectfully and saluted.

"Hmph." Seeing Lan Tian's face clearly, Feixin let out a heavy snort, and turned sideways to flick her sleeves, "Who am I? So I'm a big star."

Kong Xing, Kong Jing, and Diabolo looked at each other, and they couldn't help but frown—since Junior Lan Tian/Senior Brother rejected Uncle Feixin's request, Uncle Feixin always saw Lan Tian with such a strange look.

Lan Tian didn't care, or he was used to it, and still had a respectful tone: "Why did my uncle come to Bishan City suddenly, and I didn't tell my nephew in advance, so that my nephew can let people go I'll pick you up."

"Don't dare to bother you." Feixin sneered.

Shen Qingping watched from the side, couldn't help but gently poked the diabolo next to her with her elbow, and asked something in a low voice.

Lan Tian's tone remained unchanged: "Are you mad at Master Nephew, Master Uncle?"

"I don't dare," Fei Xin looked up at the sky, "My senior brother treats you very dearly, why should I be angry with you?"

"Master Feixin," Shen Qingping had listened to Diabolo's narration at this time, and had a rough idea in his mind, and hurriedly said with a smile, "This is all a misunderstanding, because our school did not entertain well. If you had said it was Bi Master of the mountain temple, we don't need to make such a fuss, do we? Master, I wonder if your health is better now?"

At first, Feixin still looked dismissive, but when he heard the word "body", his heart moved and he thought: Why did this person suddenly mention my body?What is he trying to explain?

Feixin thought of the scene before she fell into a coma, and felt sore and weak after waking up, especially in her chest, all of which were thanks to the young man in white.

Feixin couldn't help but glanced around, seeing that the young man wasn't there, she calmed down a little, and regained her unruly look, and put her hands behind her back: "I'm fine, so I won't bother you more I'm bothered."

Feixin didn't know Shen Qingping's identity, but seeing that he was young and came with that boy in white, she couldn't help feeling a little disgusted in her heart.

"Uncle, this is Principal Shen of Jianghu Martial Arts School." Diabolo reminded in a low voice.

headmaster?Feixin's expression froze, and he squinted his eyes to look up and down Shen Qingping, and couldn't help being a little surprised: Is this kid the head of a school at such a young age?

Although he was puzzled, he kept his face calm and just twitched the corners of his mouth: "It turns out that it is Principal Shen. Seeing is believing."

Shen Qingping smiled and stretched out her hand: "Hello, hello, Master Feixin is very polite."

Feixin still had her hands behind her back, and she didn't intend to shake hands with Shen Qingping at all.

Who couldn't see Feixin's hostility towards Shen Qingping?The three young monks of Kongzi's generation were more aware of the mind of the uncle, Diabolo couldn't help his face getting hot, and hurriedly explained: "Principal Shen, uncle—"

"Bastard, do you have a place to speak in front of the elders?" Feixin was furious and reprimanded.

Diabolo shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Huang Rong frowned slightly: This old monk is not very capable, but his temper is not small.

Feixin looked at Shen Qingping contemptuously, with a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth, and said unceremoniously: "Principal Shen, let's be smart and don't swear, how much favor did you give me and my nephew to help your school advertise? "

Thinking of this inconsequence makes me angry, remembering how humbly he begged Lan Tian to advertise his Zhentian Martial Arts School on Weibo when he put down his figure back then, but this kid refused to say anything, and even found a way to say something. That's a dignified righteousness, and those who don't know think how upright Lan Tian is.In the end, he was rushing to advertise a pheasant school... Hmph, didn't he know?Lan Tian must have accepted the great favor from Principal Shen to do this.

What kind of friendship between teachers and students?It's just bullshit!Didn't Lan Tian refuse to help advertise because he didn't give benefits?Feixin thought indignantly.

In fact, Feixin really judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and wronged Lan Tian.He was taught in Buddhism since he was a child, so he really doesn't think much of these extraneous things.Although he is only a lay disciple of Bishan Temple, he has been treated consistently by his master Feiyuan and his disciples who devoted themselves to Buddhism since he was a child.

Many people used to wonder why Master Feiyuan didn't shave Lan Tian. No matter in terms of talent or understanding, Lan Tian is first-class, especially martial arts, which is second to none among the younger generation of disciples in Bishan.Such talents, if they become monks, will surely become a generation of eminent monks in the future.

But his master, Master Feiyuan, said this: "This child Lan Tian has not yet fulfilled his fate with the world of mortals. If he becomes a monk at this time, he will definitely regret it in the future."

Sure enough, after Lan Tian became an adult, he entered the entertainment industry by chance, and because of various connections, he made his way up and achieved his current status.

When it comes to Shizhang Ruanhong, how can it compare to the star-studded and bustling entertainment circle?Master Feiyuan's prediction was fulfilled.

Faced with Feixin's angry questioning, Shen Qingping was stunned, and Lan Tian smiled wryly: he, the uncle, has always been arrogant and domineering, because he was a closed disciple accepted by the master in his later years, and others inevitably favored him too much. character.In fact, such a person is not suitable for becoming a monk, but I don't know why the master insisted on accepting him as a disciple in spite of everyone's opposition.

As for the Zhentian Martial Arts School of the uncle's, it is even more difficult to describe.Although he seldom returned to Bishan due to work reasons after he became an adult, more or less he had heard people talk about the "great achievements" of his uncle——

What kind of exorbitant tuition fees, what kind of abuse of students, what kind of financial confusion, in short, the problems that ordinary martial arts schools often have, that school has it, and if it doesn't, it will come out with a whole lot of moths.If it wasn't for relying on the golden signboard of Bishan Temple, if it wasn't for the pressure from above, the school would have been exposed by the media long ago.

How could Lan Tian of such a school be willing to advertise?Although he is not a monk, he has been educated by the merciful Buddha since he was a child, feeding tigers, cutting flesh and feeding eagles. He was deeply moved by the vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" When there is a problem with the school, what about pulling other unsuspecting parents and students into the "pit of fire"?

Of course, although Lan Tian has a relatively simple personality, he has been in the entertainment industry for many years and knows what to say and what not to say. In addition, no matter how bad his heart is, he is also his uncle. As a junior, he cannot Criticize the uncle.

As he was struggling with how to deal with the troubles in front of him, the uncle obviously refused to give up easily, but Principal Shen and the others were implicated because of their innocence, and Lan Tian felt very sorry.While hesitating, his assistant came over with a scorched face, leaned close to his ear and whispered a reminder: "Brother Tian, ​​if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Later, he will have an exclusive interview on Bishan TV station, which Wei Mei has already arranged for him.He has always had a good reputation in the circle, whether it is filming or anything, he is never late, even more punctual than an alarm clock.Now that something like this happened, he couldn't just postpone the interview, right?