Fengshen Wendaoxing

　　 Eight or nine profound arts must be learned!

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

　　 Even though the real Jade Ding has many ways, but to say the most valuable, it must belong to the eight or nine profound arts.

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

　　 Although illusion can blind some ordinary people with naked eyes, it can't deceive the magic eyes of Taoists.

　　Daomen have Dharma eyes, and Buddhism has wisdom eyes!

　　 These are the fruits of years of hard work by practitioners, and they can see through the magical magic of monsters.

　　 But eight or nine profound arts are different!

　　 Eight-Nine Profound Art, claimed to have infinite changes, becoming everything in the world is not a problem, and the immortal's dharma and wise eyes can't see it.

　　 Yang Jian was able to come and go freely under the eyelids of all the Taoist immortals by relying on the eight or nine profound arts.

　　 Just as the real person of Yuding said: If you have cultivated eight or nine mysteries, Ren Er is in the world!

　　 It is late at night.

　　 In the night sky, a bright moon hung high, and the bright moonlight poured into the room through the window.

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

　　 raised his head, at a forty-five-degree angle, quietly looking at the bright moon in the night sky.

　　 "Look up at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown!" Lu Chuan casually chanted a poem that was both sentimental and occasional.

　　 There are already poems in this era, but they are not Tang poems, but poetry of the "Book of Songs".

　　 "The Book of Songs" is rumored to be a collection of poems from the Western Zhou Dynasty compiled by Confucius. There is still a big difference between the poems at this time and the Tang poems he recites.

　　 Therefore, if you want to use Tang poems, Song Ci, etc., it is impossible to have a meal.

　　 It's a pity that I am so rich!

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

　　 The **** dog instantly became nervous.

　　 Yang Jian just glanced back, and did not speak.

　　 "Brother Yang, why haven't you slept so late?"

　　 Lu Chuan had no words to look for, and went to sit down on a large rock next to him, and looked up at the moon.

　　 "Can't sleep!" Yang Jian said.

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

　　 Yang Jian's past, he is relatively clear.

　　 Speaking of him, he is also a poor man.

　　 My father was killed by someone sent by my uncle, and my mother was suppressed by my uncle with Momoyama. The eldest brother died in order to save their siblings...

　　 Although 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 chant just now?"

　　 Yang Jian answered the wrong question and asked him in turn.

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

　　 There are countless poets in previous history, but his favorite poet is none other than Li Bai.

　　 Yang Jian was slightly startled, and frowned, "Who is Li Bai?"

　　 Lu Chuan's mouth twitched, speechless.

　　 How do you answer this? Could it be: Brother Yang, you can see him in a few thousand years?

　　 Then in case Yang Jian asked again: People thousands of years later, how do you know...

　　 "He, he is a good friend of mine. He has a very good literary talent. What a pity, God is jealous of the talent and died young!"

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

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

　　 Lu Chuan also looks 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, "Daddy one."

　　 "Where is your mother?"

　　 Lu Chuan's smile slowly disappeared.

　　His expression is a bit complicated, and he can't tell whether it is sadness or regret.

"died!"

　　 Lu Chuan said: "My father said that soon after giving birth to me, my mother died of illness. Unfortunately, I don't know what she looks like, and I don't even know what her name is."

Your skin and hair is from your parents!

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

　　 But, Lu Liang had nothing about his mother beside him. He tried hard to search the memory of the mentally retarded and idiot himself, but he couldn't see anything.

　　 He is a motherless child in this life.

　　 Yang Jian listened quietly, listening to Lu Chuan telling his sadness and regrets, keeping quiet.

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

　　 But he still didn't speak.

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

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

　　 As for how to know Yang Jian's past, after thinking about it, I found that Shen Gongbao was the only one to take care of.

　　 "Those people are ruthless and cruel. They came to kill my father and my brother, took my mother, suppressed them under the mountain, and suffered day and night."

　　 "Almost all people said that my mother did something wrong back then. She shouldn't steal the mortal world, she shouldn't be a mortal privately, and she shouldn't give 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 hand was slightly clenched when he was speaking.

When 　　 reached the last two words, the muscles and muscles appeared.

　　 "Is my mother really wrong?"

　　 Yang Jian lowered his head and said in pain: "I asked Master, but Master asked me to think about it, saying that the answer is in my heart, but I thought about it for five years, but I couldn't understand it."

　　 Yang Jian at this time is like a lost child, confused and helpless.

　　 Lu Chuan was speechless.

　　 He was the one who was worried about sang. Okay, why the style of painting suddenly changed in the next second, this one also became sad, no, it was grief, and it was even more sorrowful than him.

　　 But he could see the invincible Heavenly War God revealing his true feelings in front of him in the future, he would never forget this scene.

　　 As for why I don’t understand, maybe some authorities in Yang Jian are fascinated!

　　 If someone says that you did something wrong, you will laugh at you if you don't believe it.

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

　　 If the whole world says you are wrong, then anyone will think that they are wrong.

　　 Yang Jian is now confused because of this.

　　 Lu Chuan said, "What's wrong with 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 said it was my mother who was wrong."

　　 "They are not you, so their words are not important, but you, your son's thoughts are important." Lu Chuan pointed to Yang Jian.

　　 Yang Jian was startled, dumbfounded.

　　 "I'm reasonable with you, if it's me, then my mother is definitely right, UU reading www.uukanshu.com otherwise there is no her, where did I come from, right?"

　　 Lu Chuan started to reason and said, "Since my mother is right and she is not wrong, then why should she suffer and be punished, right?

　　 What if the gods and the world think that we are wrong, it’s because it’s not their relatives, it’s a big deal that we are enemies of the heavens, right? "

　　 When he talked about being an enemy of Tianting and Tianxia, ​​he said very relaxed and simple. 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 what he thought, and he didn't deliberately deceive Yang Jian or something.

"Correct!"

　　 Yang Jian listened to his three right, suddenly raised his head and said firmly: "My mother is not wrong, why should I suffer so many crimes and so many punishments? I'm going to break Taoshan and rescue her."

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

"Eh?"

　　 Lu Chuan was dumbfounded immediately, this, this...

　　 Isn’t this now going to cut the mountain to save my mother?

　　We are just chatting casually, you are going to fight against your uncle who hacked the mountain to save your mother, then wouldn't he become an abettor?

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

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

　　 Lu Chuan said abruptly: "We must not be impulsive, otherwise we can't save my aunt, and we will start to stun the snake and cause a major event..."

　　 "Who said I am going now, what can I do if I have gone to this point of cultivation?"

　　 Yang Jian looked back in surprise, and asked: "I just watched it's getting late, so I went back to sleep, got enough energy, and saved my mother if I needed to practice."

　　 Lu Chuan's face became stiff.

　　Smelly boy, you scared me to death. Believe it or not, people beat you to death with a small fist?