Fengshen Wendaoxing

Bajiu Xuangong must be learned!

In the depths of Lu Chuan's eyes, a flash of determination suddenly flashed.

Even though Daoist Yuding has thousands of ways and methods, the most valuable is the Bajiu Xuangong.

There are many monsters in this world, and there are some ways of transformation, but most of their transformation methods are illusions cast by monsters.

Although illusions can deceive some ordinary people with naked eyes, they cannot deceive the eyes of enlightened people.

Taoism has Dharma eyes, and Buddhism has wisdom eyes!

These are all the results of years of hard work by practitioners, who can see through the illusions of monsters.

But Bajiu Xuangong is different!

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu claims to have infinite movement and changes, and it is easy to change into everything in the world, and the eyes of immortals and wisdom eyes can't see it.

Yang Jian was able to come and go freely under the watchful eye of Jiejiao and other Taoist immortals relying on the Eighty Nine Mysterious Skills.

Just as the real Yuding said: If you cultivate eight or nine mysteries, you can live freely in the world!

It was late at night.

In the night sky, a bright moon hangs high, and the bright moonlight shines into the house through the windows.

Lu Chuan came to practice outside the house, but as soon as he went out, he saw a person sitting on a big rock in front of the cliff in front of him, and a dog squatting under the rock.

Look up, at a forty-five-degree angle, quietly looking at the round in the night sky, the bright moon.

"Looking up at the bright moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown!" Lu Chuan casually recited a poem that fits both the situation and the situation.

There is already poetry in this era, but it is not Tang poetry, but poetry like "Book of Songs".

"Book of Songs" is said to be a collection of Western Zhou poems compiled by Confucius. The poems at this time are quite different from those Tang poems he memorized.

Therefore, it is impossible to make a living with Tang poetry and Song Ci.

It's a pity that I am full of economics!

Lu Chuan sighed in his heart, and walked towards the figure.

The big black dog instantly tensed up.

Yang Jian just glanced back and didn't speak.

"Brother Yang, why are you still up so late?"

Lu Chuan had nothing to say, so he walked to a big rock next to him and sat down, looking up at Moon Road.

"Can't sleep!" Yang Jian said.

"Miss your family?" Lu Chuan asked with a smile.

He is relatively clear about Yang Jian's past.

Speaking of him, he is also a poor man.

My father was killed by someone sent by my uncle, my mother was suppressed by my uncle with Taoshan, and my elder brother died in order to save their brothers and sisters...

Although it is said that this is a family ethics drama of their family, it started as a comedy, but in the end it became a tragedy.

"Whose poem did you recite just now?"

Yang Jian answered the wrong question and asked him instead.

"Li Bai's." Lu Chuan said with a smile.

There were countless poets in previous history, but Li Bai was his favorite poet.

Yang Jian was startled for a moment, then frowned and said, "Who is Li Bai?"

The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth twitched, speechless.

How should he answer this? Could it be: Brother Yang, you can see him after a few thousand years?

Then if the time comes, Yang Jian will ask again: How do you know about people thousands of years later...

"He is a good friend of mine, with excellent literary talents. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents and died young!"

Lu Chuan talked nonsense, and the phrase "died young" completely blocked Yang Jian's mouth

Yang Jian was silent, and quietly looked up at the moon.

Lu Chuan also looked at the moon.

Then neither of them spoke.

After a while, Yang Jian suddenly turned his head and said, "Junior Brother Lu, who else is in your family?"

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "One father."

"Where's your mother?"

Lu Chuan's smile slowly disappeared.

His expression was a little complicated, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or regret.

"died!"

Lu Chuan said: "My father said that not long after I was born, my mother died of illness. Unfortunately, I don't know what she looks like, and I don't even know her name."

Your skin and hair is from your parents!

After he reincarnated as a human, all his flesh and blood in this life came from them, so of course he also wanted to see the two people who gave him life.

However, there is nothing about his mother around Lu Liang. He tried his best to search the memory of the mentally handicapped and idiot himself in the past, but he couldn't find anything.

In this life, he is a child without a mother.

Yang Jian listened quietly, listening to Lu Chuan tell his sorrow and regret, keeping quiet.

Then, his eyes with a sense of distance slowly seemed to be touched by something.

Still he didn't speak.

"I also heard about Senior Brother Yang from Master."

After a moment of silence, Lu Chuan turned his gaze and landed on Yang Jian.

As for how he knew about Yang Jian's past, after much deliberation, he found that Shen Gongbao could only be blamed.

"Those people were ruthless and cruel. They came to the door and killed my father and my elder brother. They captured my mother and suppressed them under Taoshan Mountain. They suffered day and night."

"Almost everyone said that my mother did something wrong back then. She shouldn't have stolen from the mortal world, shouldn't have married mortals, and she shouldn't have given birth to us... evil species!"

Yang Jian said softly, when he said this, the expression on his handsome face was very calm and calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

But Lu Chuan also found that Yang Jian's hands clenched little by little while speaking.

When it came to the last two words, the muscles were fully revealed.

"Is my mother really wrong?"

Yang Jian lowered his head and said in pain: "I asked Master, but Master asked me to think by myself, saying that the answer is in my heart, but I have been thinking about it for five years, but I still can't figure it out."

At this time, Yang Jian was like a lost child, confused and helpless.

Lu Chuan was speechless.

Originally, he was the one who was sad, okay, but the next second, the style of painting suddenly changed, and this one also became sad, no, it was grief, even more sad than him.

But seeing the cold, heroic, invincible Heavenly Court God of War showing his true feelings in front of him in the future, he will never forget this scene.

As for why I can't figure it out, maybe some authorities in Yang Jian are confused!

When someone says you did something wrong, you laugh it off.

But when three or ten people say you are wrong, maybe your faith will start to waver.

If the whole world says you are wrong, then everyone will feel that they are wrong.

Yang Jian is now at a loss because of this.

Lu Chuan said: "What's not clear about this, do you think your mother is right or wrong?"

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, and said: "All the gods in the sky say that my mother is wrong."

"They are not you, so what they say is not important, what matters is you, your son's thoughts." Lu Chuan pointed to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was stunned and froze.

"Let me reason with you. If it were me, then my mother must be right. Otherwise, where would I come from without her, right?"

Lu Chuan began to reason, saying: "Since my mother is right and she is not wrong, why should she suffer and be punished, right?

So what if the gods and the world think we are wrong, it is because we are not their relatives, at worst we are enemies of the heaven and the world, right? "

When he said that he was an enemy of heaven and the world, he said it very easily and simply. This is not his problem, so it has little to do with him, and it will not be his turn to do it, right?

Of course, what he said was also what he thought in his heart, and he didn't deliberately deceive Yang Jian or anything.

"right!"

After hearing his three questions, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head and said firmly: "My mother is not wrong, why did she suffer so many crimes and so many punishments, I'm going to break through Taoshan and rescue her."

After speaking, he jumped off the rock and turned around to leave.

"Eh?"

Lu Chuan was dumbfounded immediately, this...

Isn't it time to split the mountain to save the mother?

We just chatted casually, and you are going to resist your uncle who split the mountain to save your mother, so wouldn't he be an abettor?

In the future, the Heavenly Court will not pursue his crime of instigation, will it?

"Senior Brother Yang, I think we still need to plan calmly."

Lu Chuan said solemnly: "We must not be impulsive, otherwise we won't be able to save Auntie, and we will startle the snake and spoil the big event..."

"Who said I'm going now, what can I do with my current level of cultivation?"

Yang Jian turned his head in surprise, and asked, "I just thought it was getting late, so I just went back to sleep, recharge my energy, and save my mother when I'm done."

Lu Chuan's face froze.

Brat, you scared me to death. Believe it or not, people beat you to death with small fists?

Thanks to the book friends 'Handsome Sir', 'Yi Mei', and 'Xing Tianwu Gan Qi is mighty and strong' for their rewards, thank you!