The eight or nine mysterious skills must be learned!

A sudden hint of determination flashed deep in Lu Chuan's eyes.

Even though the Jade Ding Zhenren has many Taoisms, the most valuable ones are the eight or nine mysterious skills.

There are many monsters in this world, and they can also change some ways, but most of their changes are illusions performed by demonic techniques.

Although illusion can deceive some ordinary people with naked eyes, they cannot deceive the Taoist people's eyes.

The Taoist sect has the eyes of Dharma, and the Buddhism has the eyes of wisdom!

These are all achievements that only practices for many years of hard work can be achieved, and can see through monsters' illusions and magic.

But the eight or nine mysterious skills are different!

The eight or nine mysterious skill is known to have infinite maneuvering and changes, and it is no problem to become all things in the world, and even the immortal's magic eyes cannot be seen.

It was precisely because Yang Jian relied on the eight or nine mysterious skills that he could come and go freely under the noses of the Jie Sect's Taoist immortals.

Just as the true man Yu Ding said: I can cultivate the wonderful things among the eight or nine mysteries, and let you lie in the world!

It's late at night.

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

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

Looking up, looking quietly at the bright moon in the night sky at a forty-five degrees angle.

"Look up at the bright moon, and bow down to think of your hometown!" Lu Chuan casually recited a poem that responded to both emotions and the situation.

There have been poems in this era, but they are not like Tang poetry, but poems like the Book of Songs.

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

Therefore, it is impossible to make a living by using Tang poetry and Song lyrics.

What a pity I am so knowledgeable!

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

The big black dog became nervous and alert in an instant.

Yang Jian just looked back and didn't say anything.

"Senior Brother Yang, why haven't you been sleeping yet after you're so late?"

Lu Chuan had nothing to say, and walked to a big stone next to him and sat down, looking up at the moon.

"I can't sleep!" Yang Jian said.

"Do you miss your family?" Lu Chuan asked with a smile.

He was quite clear about Yang Jian’s past.

Speaking of him, he is also a poor person.

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

Although this is their family ethics drama, it starts with a comedy, but in the end it becomes a tragedy.

"Whose poem did you recite just now?"

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

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

There were countless poets in the past history, but one of his favorite poets was Li Bai.

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

Lu Chuan twitched his mouth, speechless.

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

Then what if Yang Jian asks again: How do you know people thousands of years later?

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

Lu Chuan said nonsense, "Die young" completely blocked Yang Jian's mouth

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

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 there in your family?"

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "Dad, one."

"Where is your mother?"

Lu Chuan's smile slowly disappeared.

His expression was a bit complicated, and it was hard to tell whether it was sad or regret.

"Dead!"

Lu Chuan said, "My father said that shortly 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."

Body and hair are the parents!

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

However, Lu Liang had nothing about his mother around him. He tried hard to search for the memory of the idiot and idiot in the past, but he could not see anything.

He has no mother in this life!

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

Then, his distance-feeling look slowly seemed to be touched.

But he still didn't say anything.

"I have also heard about Senior Brother Yang's affairs from Master."

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

As for how to know Yang Jian’s past, after thinking about it, I found that I could only let Shen Gongbao take the blame.

"Those people were ruthless and cold, and came to the door to kill my father and my brother, captured my mother and suppressed her under Taoshan, and suffered day and night."

"Almost everyone said that my mother did the wrong thing back then. She shouldn't have gone to the mortal world to steal and shouldn't have been with mortals alone, and she shouldn't have given birth to these evil seeds..."

Yang Jian said softly, his expression was very calm and calm when he said this, as if he was talking about not himself but someone else's affairs.

But Lu Chuan also found that while talking, Yang Jian's fist clenched up little by little.

At the end, the muscles were revealed.

"Is my mother really wrong?"

Yang Jian lowered his head and held his head with both hands, and said in pain: "Master asked me to think about it myself, and the answer was in my heart."

"But I thought about it for five years but I couldn't figure it out."

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

Lu Chuan: "…"

He was speechless.

It was him who was worried about it, but why did the style suddenly change in the next second? This person also became sad. No, it was sad, even more sad than his.

However, he will never forget this scene when he can see the cold, heroic and invincible God of Heaven in the future revealing his true feelings in front of him.

At this time, Yang Jian might be confused by some of the authorities!

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 that my mother was wrong."

"They are not you, so their words don't matter. What matters is you, your son's thoughts." Lu Chuan pointed at him.

Yang Jian was stunned and stunned.

"Let's reason. If it were me, then my mother would definitely be right, otherwise where did I come from without her, right?"

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

So what if the gods think we are wrong? At worst, they can be enemies with the heaven, right?"

He said that being an enemy of Heaven is very easy and simple. After all, this matter has nothing to do with him, right?

Of course, what he said was what he thought, and he did not deliberately deceive Yang Jian or something.

"right!"

After hearing his three, Yang Jian raised his head and said firmly: "My mother is not wrong. Why should I suffer? I want to break through Taoshan and save her."

After saying that, he jumped off the stone and turned around and was about to leave.

“Eh?”

Lu Chuan was stunned, this...

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

We just talk a few casually, and you are going to resist your uncle and split the mountain to save his mother. Then wouldn’t he become an instigator?

The Heavenly Court will not pursue his instigation in the future, right?

"Senior Brother Yang, I think we should plan calmly."

Lu Chuan said righteously: "We must not be impulsive, otherwise we will not be able to save our aunt, but we will also be ambushing the snake and ruining the big thing..."

"Who said I'm going now? What can I do after I'm going to have my cultivation level now?"

Yang Jian turned around in surprise and asked, "I just saw that it was getting late, so I went back to sleep, so I was fully energetic and then saved my mother after I practiced the work."

Lu Chuan's face turned dark!
Chapter completed!