Fengshen Wendaoxing

"Brother Yang, do you want to choose a gun?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Chuan's eyes when he saw it, and he asked casually.

He remembered Erlang's weapon called a three-pointed double-edged sword.

But it was a sharp weapon of the magic weapon, here Daoist Yuding didn't prepare the three-pointed sword, only a big sword, and Yang Jian couldn't choose the three-pointed sword if he wanted it.

Gun, upright and straight.

Among the weapons, it is known as the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is also one of the four major weapons of "knife, spear, sword, and halberd".

In normal history, there are countless famous generals who use guns, and most of the generals who use guns are brave and loyal.

Lu Chuan saw something from his weapon selection.

Seeing Yang Jian's choice, Master Yuding nodded slightly, looking extremely satisfied.

The whole body of the gun is silvery white, the tip is in the shape of a slender triangle, and the edge is shining with a sharp cold light.

"That's it!"

Yang Jian walked aside with a gun.

He was tall and slender, and the gun was just about the length of his arms held high when he stood upright.

"What do you choose?" Yang Jian asked.

"I?"

Lu Chuan walked slowly in front of the weapon rack, his eyes swept over the guns, sticks, halberds, spears, shovels, forks and other weapons on it.

Finally, he stopped, looked at these weapons made of fine iron, and fell silent.

Choosing a weapon is like choosing a daughter-in-law, you have to be careful, you have to choose what you like, you can't just choose it randomly.

After a while, Lu Chuan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab a pawn on the weapon rack, and lifted it vigorously from the weapon rack to pick it up in his hand.

"Halberd?" Yang Jian's eyes moved.

What Lu Chuan held in his hand was a long halberd.

"Swords, guns, swords and halberds, since senior brother chose a spear, then junior brother should choose a halberd!" Lu Chuan said.

If it is said that the spear is the king of a hundred soldiers, then the halberd is the king of a hundred soldiers.

Although Yang Jian is a senior brother, he is also a person he admires, but now that the two of them have become senior brothers, he is determined not to fall under others.

"Okay, since you have all chosen your weapons, I will teach you the skills of halberd and spear from today on."

Immortal Yuding flicked his whisk and said, "You must study hard and don't slack off."

"The disciple obeys!"

The two held their respective weapons and bowed.

From this day on, Lu Chuan calmed down in Yuquan Mountain, learned martial arts from Yuding real person, and gained some Taoism.

Time flies, and one or two years have passed.

one day.

Two swift, khaki-yellow streaks of light, like shooting stars, flashed across the sky above Yuquan Mountain, flew in circles, and landed on the top of the mountain almost simultaneously after three laps.

On the top of the mountain, there is green grass and a big tree.

"Senior brother, it seems that our attainments in escapism are on par."

Lu Chuan said with a smile, as soon as he appeared while talking, he lay down on the ground, and fell on the shady grass under the shade of a big tree.

But what they are comparing is only earth escape.

Then Lu Chuan looked at the sky and laughed loudly: "Ah, the blue sky and white clouds, the green grass, the cool breeze blowing, the scenery is picturesque... very comfortable."

Yang Jian also sat down, looking at the sky with some regret.

In this situation, he also wanted to be like Lu Chuan, who could shout and laugh without any scruples.

But he couldn't cry out.

With a clear cry, the Chongming Bird flew and landed on the big tree next to them, and a black dog also sprang out from the grass.

Lu Chuan looked at the sky quietly, and suddenly said, "Brother, will you change?"

"Why do you ask this?" Yang Jian looked at him.

"I heard from Master that Uncle Yuding has a kind of Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, which can change people in ever-changing ways, which is very miraculous."

Lu Chuan said with a smile: "I have learned a lot of Taoism, but the only thing that doesn't change, so I'm curious.

If my uncle really has one, I will go to my uncle later and ask him to teach me the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu to see if the technique of transformation is fun! "

After much deliberation, how did he know about the Bajiu Xuan Gong? Shen Gongbao still has to take the blame again.

"Yes, there is." Yang Jian looked at him and said, "But you may not be able to practice well."

"Why?"

"Bajiuxuangong is my magic art for elucidating, teaching and protecting Dharma. Although it is unpredictable, for some reason, many people can't practice it."

Yang Jian said: "Even though Master has eight or nine profound kung fu, even he has not been able to practice it."

"So evil?"

Lu Chuan suddenly sat up and exclaimed, it's no wonder that Daoist Yuding has eight or nine profound skills, but throughout the entire Conferred God, he has never seen him use this method.

The only reasonable explanation is that among the Twelve Golden Immortals or the three generations of disciples, only Yang Jian has some reason that allows him to practice this skill.

"Then what is the reason?"

Lu Chuan's expression changed a little, and he pondered.

If there is something different about Yang Jian from ordinary people, he still has two eyes, one mouth, two arms and two legs, so there is nothing unusual about him.

Could it be that he was destined to have such good fortune?

soon!

"Brother, since you know the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, why don't you pass it on to me so that I don't have to bother my uncle and other old people. Whether I can succeed in this kung fu depends on my luck, how about it?"

He was still a little unwilling to give up like this.

Whether you can succeed in cultivation or not, you have to try it yourself before giving up. What if you succeed in cultivation?

We always have dreams, what if we succeed?

"Don't pass it on!"

Yang Jian shook his head decisively.

Lu Chuan asked anxiously, "Why?"

Yang Jian said seriously: "Because I am teaching you this exercise to harm you."

After a pause, Yang Jian continued: "The Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu practice is extremely exhausting, and you need to concentrate and concentrate on practicing this method.

During this training period, you can no longer practice other Taoism and Taoism. The key is that even if you practice hard, you may not be able to get the results you want in the end. "

Lu Chuan fell silent.

"If Bajiu Xuangong wants to achieve something, it will take at least one to three years, or even more time. In order to practice Bajiu Xuangong, I didn't practice any Taoism in three years."

Yang Jian said: "However, after a few years of practice, many people don't gain anything, so at least a year of their practice time will be wasted.

This will inevitably delay your cultivation. Can Uncle Shen come to trouble me? "

Lu Chuan bowed his head and remained silent.

Yang Jian's words were not enough to deceive him with lies, so he believed them, so whether to practice eight or nine Xuangong became a problem that needed to be carefully considered.

Chaos is imminent in the world of Shang, and the Conferred God is close at hand, so the time can be said to be very tight.

If he wants to practice Bajiu Xuangong, he must be prepared to waste at least a year of cultivation time at this critical juncture, because even if he does practice, he may not be able to cultivate it.

If it is normal, then he must give it a try, and a few years of time will be wasted.

But at such an urgent and important juncture, it seemed a bit heavy to bet on a year of training time, because right now he had no time to waste.

"Brother, let's talk about this issue later."

Lu Chuan decided to think about it again, so he raised his head and said with a smile: "But since you know eight or nine profound arts, can you change it now to open the eyes of the younger brother and satisfy the wish of the younger brother?"

He smiled brightly.

"good!"

This time Yang Jian agreed and said, "What changed?"

He thought he had persuaded Lu Chuan to give up his idea, and just now Lu Chuan said that he was very interested in the art of transformation, so he could fulfill his wish!

Yang Jian thought in his heart.

But he didn't see a trace of cunning flashing in the depths of Lu Chuan's eyes.

"Hmm... senior brother, just turn into a beautiful woman for me to show you. Pay attention to the details. It should be the easiest way to transform a person into a human being. You won't make it difficult for senior brother, right?"

Lu Chuan had a tone and demeanor that thought of him.

"Um?"

Upon hearing this request, Yang Jian was also stunned.

Turning him into a... woman with a bulging front and back, this kid is deliberately embarrassing him, isn't he?

But immediately, seeing Lu Chuan's sincere eyes, his kind look...

"This can't be changed!"

With a dark face, Yang Jian waved his hands and said, "You change one, and I will change it for you."