"Jiao thousand-year-old horns, thousand-year-old feet, thousand-year-old Jackie Chan, this treasure is created by the predecessors to observe a true Jiaoxin bone pattern, if you practice to the fullest, a punch can be blasted out, you can conjure up a dragon against the enemy, the power is not bad!"

Lu Tian held the ancient book, concentrated, gestured with his little hands, and sighed from time to time.

He ran the mantra, the mysterious milky white air flow in the meridians flowed slowly, the divine light flashed in his big eyes, and the divine light on his small hand that kept gesturing spitting, and the whole person was immersed in a strange state.

The blue light finch flew with all its might, and it looked back at Lu Tian, its eyes full of emotion.

Lu Tian's talent is extraordinary, and this is in the comprehension of the boxing method.

You must know that he is still a person who has not yet entered the Combined Blood Realm, the dantian has not yet given birth to a spiritual spring, and the Divine Palace has not yet been developed, and he can comprehend the treasure art only by relying on the body that defends the sky.

If this is heard, no one will believe it.

"Drink, Jiaozu Fist!"

Lu Tian opened his eyes, the light flashed in his big eyes, his small hand clenched into a fist, and a red light filled the air, and he swung it out violently to the side.

Suddenly, turbulence was surging, white clouds trembled, and a small red horn condensed, enveloping Lu Tian's small fist.

"Hmm, I don't have the blessing of spiritual power, I can only rely on the vast blood qi to make a punch, and I can't exert its full power. ”

Lu Tian slowly retracted his strength, and his breathing was slightly chaotic.

He deliberately led the milky white airflow, and tried many times according to the operation method of Jiaozu Fist, and finally mastered this treasure art.

However, as Lu Tian himself said, he was too weak, and the blood and qi condensation of his whole body could only make a single punch, and he could not perfectly exert the power of this treasure technique.

"Phew!"

The Qingguang Sparrow whispered, surprised in his heart, although Lu Tian's talent was extraordinary, it was still beyond the Qingguang Sparrow to master this treasure technique so quickly.

"Aunt Que, the operation of this treasure technique in the meridians is not complicated, with more practice, you can be proficient, and after I refine my body this time, the meridians will be broadened, and I will get twice the result with half the effort, but I am still too weak, and I can only punch with all my strength!" Lu Tianxiao's face was full of distress and said.

Qingguang Bird transmitted the sound, comforted Lu Tian, and told him that as his cultivation grew, the power of this treasure art would become stronger and stronger, and it could be used as a killing move for the time being, and it could play an unexpected role when facing the enemy.

"I know, Aunt Sparrow!" Lu Tian's little face smiled again, and then suddenly collapsed, and said, "Ah, by the way, Aunt Sparrow, I have experienced this time, and something extremely strange has happened!"

Lu Tianxiao's face was full of solemnity, his heart was full of this matter, and he had too many doubts.

"Aunt Finch, something happened in my Divine Palace, a round of waning moon phantom appeared out of thin air, occupying my Divine Palace, I suspect that this is related to my mental method, but I don't know if it's good or bad, and, since the accident, I have learned your treasure technique in a daze!"

Lu Tian trusted Qingguangque very much and told him everything about the Divine Palace.

"Phew!"

Qingguang Que was shocked, the Divine Palace is very important to the monks, and if something happens, it must not be taken lightly.

It instructed Lu Tian to let go of his mind, and at the same time separate a trace of divine sense, enter the Lu Tian Divine Palace, and find out!

"Yes, Aunt Sparrow, I won't resist!" Lu Tian nodded, at this time, only the Qingguang Sparrow could explore everything that happened to him.

"Boom!"

However, the Divine Consciousness of the Blue Light Sparrow had already entered the Lu Tian Divine Palace, and it was blocked by a golden light.

The golden light was like a scorching sun, with a blazing temperature, instantly blasting away the Qingguang Sparrow's divine sense, and rejecting the Qingguang Sparrow's investigation.

The blue finch was in a trance for a while, its brain was blank, its huge wings were stagnant, and its huge body was planted downward.

"Wow, ah, Aunt Finch, you can't kill people just because I learned your treasure arts, and besides, I didn't mean to learn it!"

Lu Tian leaned tightly on the back of the Qingguang Sparrow, his little face was pale, and he shouted loudly.

"Whew!"

In just an instant, the blue sparrow regained control of its body, glided past, and came to a steady stop on a large mountain.

At the same time, it rolled its eyes, wondering how Lu Tian's little head grew, and was it such a narrow bird?

However, Qingguang Finch's heart was full of solemnity, with its cultivation, its divine consciousness was scattered in an instant, what happened in the Lu Tian Divine Palace?

It's beyond its imagination.

"Well, Aunt Que, don't be angry, I didn't mean to master your clan's treasure arts, as soon as the golden light flashed in my Divine Palace, I learned your round of waning moon, na, look!"

Lu Tian's heart palpitated, looking at the solemn face of Qingguang Finch, with a wave of his small hand, with a 'poof' sound, a half-foot-large waning moon phantom slowly condensed.

This waning moon is full of illusion, not as real as when it was in the Bamboo Mountain.

"Oh no, how did you get so small? Strange!"

Lu Tian was puzzled, when he killed the green wolf man with a tattoo on his face, his little hand moved, and the condensed waning moon was three feet large, and the coercion was amazing, like the real moon falling, smart and realistic, not at all like at this time.

"Phew!"

Qingguangque was startled, and his big head was directly on Lu Tianxiao's body, and his two strange eyes were about to fall out.

It could feel that the illusory waning moon emanated an aura of the same origin as it.

Even compared to it, this aura is closer to the origin of the ancestors, the kind of aura that makes people can't help but surrender, it can only be felt in the atavistic elders of the clan.

"Aunt Finch, it wasn't like this originally, this waning moon should be more real, I don't know what's wrong with this!"

Lu Tianhan scratched his head and looked at the Qingguang Sparrow cautiously.

He knew that for the desolate aliens, the art comes from the bloodline inheritance and heart bone carving, and must not be passed on to outsiders, this is a prohibition, and it has remained unchanged since ancient times.

"Phew!"

Qingguang Bird shook his head, its treasure technique was originally to be taught to Lu Tian, not to be involved in prohibition and prohibition.

It's just that Lu Tian's experience, all kinds of things that happened on his body are too weird, whether it is good or not, even it is not sure.

Qingguang Que froze his mind, looked at the small waning moon phantom in Lu Tian's hand, the light in his eyes flowed, and he fell into deep thought.

"Aunt Finch?"

Lu Tian raised his little hand and called Qingguang Bird carefully!

"Phew!"

The Qingguang Sparrow chirped softly, and the Qingguang was like a match, sending Lu Tian on his back and continuing to hurry.

At the same time, it transmitted a voice to tell Lu Tian that the changes in his divine palace were not a bad thing, at least at this time, and when he could return to the village, he would re-teach Lu Tian the Remnant Moon Treasure Technique, and then see if anything would happen.

"Okay, Aunt Finch, I'll listen to you!"

Lu Tian nodded lightly, his eyes lit up, and he had his own thoughts in his heart.

The blue finch flew rapidly against the cold wind, and it was at full power, and before it knew it, it approached Iwamura.

......

Iwamura, smoke curling, peaceful.

When winter comes, the whole wilderness becomes a lot quieter, countless wild beasts hibernate, and fierce birds fly south.

"Wow!"

The blue finch spread its wings, rushed from the sky, and landed gently in front of Iwamura.

"Aunt Finch, I'll go back to the village to report everyone's safety first, and then I'll come to you!"

Lu Tian looked delicate, his hair was thick, and he waved his little hand and ran towards the village.

The humble village in front of him is his home.

The blue finch nodded, soared into the sky, and flew towards the back mountain, it was also going home.

Lu Tian trotted all the way, and his heart was full of thoughts, and what happened to Ranzhushan made him feel more and more that the kindness of the people of Iwamura was more precious.

"Huh, that's Xiaotian, this little guy is finally back!"

"It's true, this little guy has been running out for so long, if it weren't for the village chief saying that Xiaotian is accompanied by a divine bird, I'm afraid I would have gone into the mountains to find him!"

"Xiaotian, the village chief said that you came back and went to him!"

The big men of Iwamura were exercising, and when they saw Lu Tian, they all looked at each other and smiled, they loved and cared for this little guy from the bottom of their hearts.

"Got it, Uncle Yanhu, I'll go!"

Lu Tian greeted the people in the village politely, and a smile appeared on his little face.

"Grandpa the village chief, I'm back!" Lu Tian shouted softly outside the village chief's house.

"Oh, is it Tian'er, come in!" the village chief opened the door and saw that it was Lu Tian, and a little doting appeared in his old eyes.

The village chief's house is simple, with only a stone bed and a few stone benches.

Lu Tian sat on the stone bench, his eyes were bright, and he said in a milky voice: "Grandpa, village chief, are you looking for me?"

"Tian'er, I'm afraid I've suffered a lot when Qingguang Sparrow has taken you out these days, right?" the village chief looked at Lu Tian and asked kindly.

"It's nothing, village chief grandpa, I'm fine, I've gained a lot of benefits from this experience!" Lu Tian shook his head, his little face full of determination.

"That's good, my God, you're already five years old, and you'll start washing your muscles and bones in a few days, you have a good rest these days, and strive to get through this hurdle smoothly!"

The village chief looked at Lu Tian's resolute little face and shook his head slightly, the little guy in front of him was too similar to Zi Lao Dao.

"That's right, grandpa the village chief, I have something to tell you!" Lu Tian pursed his lips and told the village chief about the chaos of Zhushan again, and said with a little grievance: "That's it, grandpa the village chief, Aunt Que can't find out what happened to me, I am very confused!"

When the village chief heard this, he gently lifted Lu Tian's coat, saw the blood-stained clothes and the scars that had not healed, his eyes flashed with deep distress, and said: "Tian'er, don't worry, didn't Qingguangque say it, what happened to you is not a bad thing, and I believe that the eldest brother will not harm you!"

As he spoke, he took out the ointment, and his old hands shone brightly, healing Lu Tian's injuries.

"Yes, I know, village chief grandfather, I also believe that the master will never harm me!"

Lu Tianda's eyes were full of light, and the words of the village chief and the old man made his heart feel relaxed and transparent.

If it was really as Lu Tian thought, all the changes in his body were caused by Zi Lao Dao's teaching of the heart method, then he would definitely not have any doubts, because Zi Lao Dao was his closest relative.

For Lu Tian, in his life, he would never doubt Zi Lao Dao.

"Come, my heavens, take this pill, in a few days you will wash your muscles and bones, and you must not let your body have any problems. The village chief took out the medicine jar, took out the pills, and said softly.

"Yes, Grandpa the Village Chief!"

Lu Tianxiao's face was bitter, but the fog shrouded in his body seemed to have dispersed a lot.