Hearing this, Yang Jian showed a look of 'count you know each other', and his brows stretched slightly.

"Really, no," Yang Chan asked.

Lu Chuan hurriedly waved his hand and smiled: "No, no, no, it's just a flash of the waist, it's common for us martial arts practitioners to get a little injured, normal!"

At this moment, Lu Chuan was in his heart, wishing that this girl would hurry back to the house with her brother.

Otherwise, with the way he walks now, he really doesn't dare to go back to the room first in front of Yang Chan, otherwise his reputation will be ruined.

"Hard!"

Yang Chan praised after listening.

"Well said, well said!"

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

"My third sister!" Yang Jian said.

Yang Chan smiled: "Hello senior brother, my name is Yang Chan." ”

Yang Jian glared at Yang Chan, who introduced herself, and said, "The girl's family, why don't you know how to be reserved at all, how can you tell others your name at will?"

Yang Chan stuck out her tongue.

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

Seeing that this brother and sister had no intention of leaving, Lu Chuan had no choice but to say to Qingyun Tongzi.

"Good!"

Qingyun agreed, and stepped forward to open the door for him.

"Senior brother, and Miss Yang, if you are injured, you will go back to the room to rest first!"

Lu Chuan smiled at the two of them, twisted his body in pain, and turned into a burning fire into the bamboo house.

He couldn't help it.

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

Wasteful, showmanship......

But if he wants to walk in with a limp, won't his image be ruined?

Yang Jian: "......"

"Second brother, this senior brother has practiced the art well!"

Yang Chan said with a smile when she returned to the house.

Yang Jian decided to remain silent.

He was defeated by Lu Chuan's fire escape today.

In a bamboo house.

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

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

Although his qualifications and roots are very average, he likes to study Taoism very much.

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

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

Lu Chuan smiled, but slowly his face became solemn.

"Do you practice eight or nine Xuangong?"

He was thinking about it again.

Needless to say, once you practice, the Three Realms are at your disposal, but there is a premise that you can practice.

In the entire teaching, only Yang Jian has practiced, and in addition, even the twelve golden immortals have not been practiced, which is a bit too demanding!

To be honest, Lu Chuan has little confidence in whether he can practice.

He is not the protagonist of the novel, he has some kind of aura, compared to him, Yang Jian is more like the protagonist of the novel.

The master is the Twelve Golden Immortals, the younger sister of the old mother Haotian, and he is the nephew of Haotian, and he himself is also angry and subdued the ancient tengu.

Also, he has also practiced Xuangong, which even his master can't practice......

Except for 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 mind, calmed down and asked himself.

Needless to say, the power of eight or nine Xuangong is needless to say.

For this exercise, he was very eager to practice and practice it.

But now that it's only a few years before the Great War of the Gods, does he have time to take risks and waste?

Cultivating Eight or Nine Xuangong at this juncture is definitely a very risky thing.

Because of the special requirements for practice, his own cultivation during this period will also be stagnant.

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

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

At that time, because of this, his cultivation is not enough, and he will not die unjustly in the catastrophe?

But he is not very willing to try it once, after all, it is eight or nine Xuangong, if he is practiced, then he will have no problem if he wants to protect himself in the catastrophe.

Do you want to take the risk?

Do you want to gamble?

To practice or not to practice?

Lu Chuan thought about it for a long time.

Next to the bamboo house.

"Third sister, let me ask you something. ”

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

He still couldn't figure it out in his heart.

Why did he just transform, Yang Chan happened to find the top of the mountain by chance.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew Lu Chuan and Yang Chan and didn't know each other at all before, he would even have to wonder if Lu Chuan was deliberately bad and wanted him to lose face in front of Yang Chan.

"Because when I came, I saw from afar that your second brother had escaped and fallen to the top of the mountain. ”

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

At this, she suddenly laughed incomprehensibly.

"Don't guess, it's a goblin. ”

Yang Jian's face immediately darkened when he heard this, and he said, "Fang was killed by me, and 'she' will never appear in this world in the future." ”

One sentence completely extinguished the fire of gossip burning in his little sister.

Yang Chan lowered her head with a disappointed face, and muttered in a low voice: "Wood!"

......

"Senior Brother Lu, how are you?"

Lu Chuan saw that Qingyun was back, and said in surprise: "What?"

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

"Tossing and turning?"

Lu Chuan looked down in a daze and saw that he had changed from lying on his stomach before, and he didn't know when he became lying down.

Immediately gasped and said in a trembling voice: "Qingyun, medicine...... Did you bring it?"

A moment later.

"Senior brother, how do you feel after applying the medicine?"

Qingyun applied the ointment to Lu Chuan's waist, but soon, a big red footprint appeared.

"Much better!"

Lu Chuan had to sigh, there was nothing to say about the effect of the elixir in this world, and it was almost immediate.

"Senior brother, is your waist flashed by practice?"

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

"Of course it's flashing, do you think Senior Brother Lu is injured by ordinary people?"

Lu Chuan was naturally unwilling to say anything embarrassing, otherwise it would involve another ...... that could not be said Uh, secret!

"Okay!"

Qingyun is also very well-behaved and intelligent, with red footprints on his waist, he also guessed that Lu Chuan is hard mouth at the moment.

After getting up and putting the ointment on the bamboo table in the room, Qingyun said, "Senior brother, you can rest a little, Master said that you can apply it once, and I will come to see it later." ”

"Thank you, go ahead!"

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

And a hint 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 in my heart, and ......"

Lu Chuan's eyes flashed: "Risks and opportunities often coexist, and the eight or nine Xuangong is also worth my risk, even if I can't practice at that time, I have no regrets." ”

It was a choice he made by listening to his inner voice.

In normal times, he has plenty of time, and it doesn't matter if he can't practice in the end.

But at the juncture when the Great War of the Gods is about to come, it is still difficult to make a choice.