Fengshen Wendaoxing

Hearing this, Yang Jian showed a look of "you are acquainted", and his brows slightly relaxed.

"Really no need?" Yang Chan asked.

Lu Chuan hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "No, no, it's just a sway. It's common for us martial arts practitioners to get hurt, it's normal!"

At this moment, in Lu Chuan's heart, he wished that the girl could go back to the house with her brother quickly.

Otherwise, with his current walking posture, he really didn't dare to go back to the room in front of Yang Chan, otherwise his fame would be ruined.

"a!"

After hearing this, Yang Chan exclaimed in admiration.

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Lu Chuan laughed dryly, looked at Yang Jian and asked knowingly: "Senior brother Yang, this little fairy is..."

"My third sister!" Yang Jian said.

Yang Chan smiled and said, "Hello, senior brother, my name is Yang Chan."

Yang Jian glared at Yang Chan, who introduced himself, and said, "Girls, why don't you know how to be reserved at all, how can you tell others your boudoir name at will?"

Yang Chan stuck out her tongue.

"Then what, Qingyun, can you please open the door for me?"

Seeing that the siblings had no intention of leaving, Lu Chuan had no choice but to tell Qingyun boy.

"good!"

Qingyun agreed and went forward to open the door for him.

"Brother, and Miss Yang, I'm injured, so I'll go back to my room to rest!"

Lu Chuan said with a smile to the two, twisted his body in pain, turned into a burning fire and entered the bamboo house.

He can't help it.

At this moment, he used the evasion technique to enter the house, just like a nouveau riche needs to drive a small car from the hall to the toilet.

waste, show off...

But if he doesn't need escapism, wouldn't his image be ruined if he wants to walk in with a stagger?

Yang Jian:"……"

"Second brother, this senior is good at practicing escapism!"

Yang Chan smiled when returning to the room.

Yang Jian decided to keep silent.

He was defeated by Lu Chuan's Huo Dun today.

In the bamboo house.

Lu Chuan lay on the bed and said with a smile: "Qingyun, then please go to my uncle and ask me for some ointment for bruises. Next time, my brother will teach you Taoism."

Qingyun has also grown up a lot in the past two years.

Although his aptitude and roots are average, he really likes to study Taoism.

"Thank you, brother, please wait a moment..."

Qingyun was overjoyed when he heard this, and happily ran to the real Yuding to ask for medicine.

Lu Chuan smiled, but slowly his expression became serious.

"Is the Eighty Nine Mysterious Kung Fu practiced or not?"

He was thinking about it again.

Needless to say, the mysteries of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, once practiced, you can control the Three Realms freely, but there is a premise that you can practice it well.

In the entire teaching, only Yang Jian has practiced it, and he has not even practiced the Twelve Golden Immortals, which is a bit high!

To be honest, Lu Chuan has no confidence in whether he can practice well.

He is not the protagonist of a novel, he has some halo around him, compared to him, Yang Jian is more like the protagonist of a novel.

The master is the Twelve Golden Immortals, the younger sister of his mother Haotian, and he is Haotian's nephew. He also strives to subdue the ancient sky dog.

What's more, he has mastered Xuan Gong, which even his master couldn't master...

Apart from the more tragic experience in the past, this is the treatment of the protagonist!

"What do I think?"

Lu Chuan shook off these messy thoughts in his head, and asked himself after calming down.

Needless to say, the power of Bajiu Xuangong is so powerful.

He was very eager to practice this skill and practiced it successfully.

But now it's only a few years before the Conferred God War, does he have time to take risks and waste it?

It is definitely a very risky thing to practice eighty-nine profound arts at this juncture.

Because of the special practice requirements, during this period, his own cultivation will not make any progress.

According to Yang Jian, it took him three years to practice.

If he can't practice within one to three years, then his precious training time will really be wasted as Yang Jian said.

At that time, because of his lack of cultivation and deeds, wouldn't it be unfair to die in the calamity?

But he is not very reconciled if he doesn't try it once, after all, it is eight or nine profound arts, if he can practice it well, then there will be no problem for him to protect himself in the catastrophe.

Do you want to take a risk?

Do you want to take a gamble?

Practice or not?

Lu Chuan thought about it for a long time.

In the next bamboo house.

"Third sister, let me ask you something."

Yang Jian suddenly remembered something, and asked: "When you came to see me before, didn't you come directly to the hut? How did you find the top of the mountain today?"

He was still a little puzzled.

Why did Yang Chan just happen to find the top of the mountain just after he transformed.

If he didn't know Lu Chuan and Yang Chan well, if he didn't know each other before, he would even wonder if Lu Chuan deliberately played tricks to embarrass him in front of Yang Chan.

"Because when I came, I saw your second brother's escape from a distance and landed on the top of the mountain."

Yang Chan said: "But second brother, who is that beautiful big sister? Could it be you..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly laughed inscrutablely.

"Don't guess, it's a goblin."

Yang Jian's face immediately turned dark when he heard this, and said: "I just beat her to death, and 'she' will never appear again in this world."

One sentence completely extinguished his little sister's raging fire of gossip.

Yang Chan lowered her head in disappointment, and muttered in a low voice, "Wood!"

...

"Brother Lu, are you alright?"

Seeing that Qingyun had returned, Lu Chuan asked in surprise, "What?"

Qingyun said: "Senior brother, I see you tossing and turning on the bed, it seems to be all right."

"Toss and turns?"

Lu Chuan lowered his head in a daze and saw that he had changed from lying down to lying down at some point.

Immediately, he took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Qingyun, have you brought the medicine...?"

After a while.

"Brother, how does it feel after applying the medicine?"

Qing Yun applied the ointment to Lu Chuan's waist, but soon, a big red footprint emerged.

"much better!"

Lu Chuan had to sigh, the effect of the panacea in this world is nothing to say, it works almost immediately.

"Brother, did your waist shine through practice?"

Qingyun stared at the red footprints on Lu Chuan's waist, and asked suspiciously, "Why do I feel like I was kicked?"

"Of course it was a flash. Do you think Senior Brother Lu can be hurt by ordinary people?"

Lu Chuan was naturally unwilling to tell the embarrassing thing, otherwise it would involve another unspeakable... er, secret!

"All right!"

Qingyun is also very well-behaved and smart, with red footprints on his waist, he also guessed that Lu Chuan was being stubborn at the moment.

After getting up and putting the ointment on the bamboo table in the room, Qingyun said: "Brother, take a rest, the master said that it will be cured after just one application, I will come back later to see."

"Thank you, let's go!"

Lu Chuan thanked him, watched Qingyun retreat, and closed the door for him.

And a ray of determination slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Practice, why don't you practice? When did I, Lu Chuan, become such an indecisive person? If I don't practice, I will be unwilling to regret it, and..."

Lu Chuan's eyes flickered: "Risks and opportunities often coexist, and the Bajiu Xuangong is worth taking this risk. Even if I can't practice it by then, I have no regrets."

This is a choice he made by listening to his inner voice.

Normally, he would have plenty of time, so it doesn't matter if he fails to practice after a try.

But at this juncture when the Conferred God War is about to come, it is still difficult to make a choice.

Thanks to the book friend 'Tuba Kyushu' for the reward, thank you!