I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 249 Fools are blessed

When Lei Wujie woke up, he saw Chu Ye lying on the ground like a dead dog.

His hair was curly and standing upright, and there was purple electric light all over his body, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Senior, what's this, Brother Chu Dao?"

Chu Zhao glanced at his son and smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, don't worry about him, he won't die?"

Is this okay?

I can't die. Is this something a father can say?
Lei Wujie couldn't help but complain in his heart, and finally bowed and said, "Thank you, senior, for teaching me kung fu again."

"Don't be so polite with me." Chu Zhao smiled and waved his hand, feeling really unworthy of this gift.

There's nothing I can do about it. It's my own son's fault for stealing someone else's official wife.

"By the way, senior, can you tell me what realm you are at?" Lei Wujie asked curiously.

"Above the realm of divine travel, there is no such realm in the world. Li Changsheng and I call it Taixuan."

“Above the Divine Wandering.” Lei Wujie was full of amazement, and then showed an expression of as expected: “Sure enough, the senior is much more powerful than my master.”

Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, and flicked a finger on Lei Wujie's forehead: "I think you are insulting me. Is your master very powerful?"

Lei Wujie smiled awkwardly: "My master is quite... strong, of course, he can't compare with you, senior.

But my master is, after all, a world-renowned master.

To be honest with you, I am entering the martial arts world this time just to become famous."

"Famous?"

Chu Zhao couldn't help but think of a figure in his mind. He shook his head and said, "What do you think is good about being famous? Is your master happy if he is famous?"

Lei Wujie was stunned, his pair of pure eyes were filled with confusion.

What’s good about being famous?

He really hadn't thought about this issue.

He practiced martial arts since childhood and then went out into the world.

Aren’t those who venture into the world just trying to become famous?
Isn't this what all the people in this world are pursuing?
Nowadays, some people ask what is good about being famous. It is really a strange question.

I used to think that being famous would bring many benefits, but when it came to expressing them, I didn’t know where to start.

Chu Zhao smiled. This is the confusion of a young man.

They only know that those who set foot in the martial arts world first, after coming back, talk about how glorious the martial arts world is. They think that is the most glorious thing in the world, and naturally want to imitate it.

In fact, they don’t even know what they are pursuing.

Lei Wujie was silent for a long time before he spoke: "My master is probably not very happy, because he often stays alone, either staring at the sky or looking at the flowers.

What’s the good of being famous?

Senior, I cannot answer this question right now because I am not yet famous.”

Chu Zhao nodded and said with a smile: "Then go and become famous. When you become famous, come back and tell me."

"Okay." Lei Wujie nodded heavily, and then asked curiously: "Senior, do you think it's good to be famous all over the world?"

"As the saying goes, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers. Everyone has a different view on fame. I think it's not good, but others may not think so. Don't you think so?"

"That's right." Lei Wujie laughed innocently.

Chu Zhao also smiled, with a hint of reminiscence in his tone: "Come to think of it, you are very similar to someone. Back then, he was just like you, a cheerful and cheerful young man who also wanted to become famous all over the world."

"Senior, who is this person you are talking about?"

"The Grand Lord of Xueyue City, the Wine Immortal Baili Dongjun."

"The Drunken Immortal, I didn't expect that you, senior, knew him." Lei Wujie looked longing.

The reason why he went to Xueyue City was not only to ask his sister Xueyue Sword Fairy for a sword and let her meet his master Lei Hong, but also to meet the famous Drunken Fairy in the world.

To him, Baili Dongjun was a figure whom he looked up to as a towering mountain, and he always felt awe and admiration for him.

As the saying goes: "Mountains are high and we admire them; beautiful people are beautiful." Although we cannot reach them, our hearts yearn for them.

If you can walk up to it and see it with your own eyes, it would be a great blessing in life.

Of course, it would be even better if I could become his disciple.

Chu Zhao was speechless: "Is it strange that I know him?"

"Not weird, not weird."

Chu Zhao rolled his eyes and suddenly sighed: "Unfortunately, after Baili Dongjun became famous, he was not happy, just like your master."

Lovesick.

He did not say these four words, but reached out and gently patted Lei Wujie's shoulder, and said with a smile: "So, I hope that you can live happily after becoming famous, and live a happy and fulfilling life for the rest of your life!"

"Then I'll take advantage of your good words, Senior."

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "Let's go and see the fun."

"Senior, I still have to guard the carriage."

"Don't worry, the boy is here, no one will rob the golden coffin."

-

In the front yard, Chu Zhao and Lei Wujie found a place to sit down.

Just then, Wushuang City's senior brother Lu Yuzhai rushed towards the white-haired immortal Mo Qixuan with a gun.

Mo Qixuan forced him back with a sword and sneered, "Lu Yuzhai from Wushuang City, I didn't expect that you from Wushuang City would get involved."

Lu Yuzhai held the gun and looked at the white-haired swordsman in front of him. He snorted coldly and said to Tang Lian, "Tang Lian, no matter how we fight on weekdays, we must not let the thing you are escorting fall into the hands of the Demon Cult today."

Tang Lian nodded, but her heart felt bitter.

The White-haired Immortal's strength far exceeds theirs.

The key point is, he couldn't understand why Tianwaitian came again to grab the person in the coffin when they had already given up on it.

However, he didn't have time to think about it at this moment. He looked at Lu Yuzhai and launched an attack on Mo Qixuan at the same time.

Unfortunately, the difference in their realms was too great, and even though the two of them joined forces, they were still knocked away by Mo Qixuan's sword.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Yuzhai shook his head: "He showed mercy, otherwise we would have been seriously injured if not killed by that sword just now."

Mo Qixuan stood there holding a sword, a look of intense impatience on his face.

"You are all descendants of old friends, and for the sake of your master, I will not kill you today.

But that thing originally belongs to me, Tianwaitian, if you try to stop me again, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship."

He was answered by a voice that sounded very young.

"Yunsuo!"

"Qingshuang!"

"Yu Ruyi!"

"Wrap your fingers softly!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, a cold light flashed, and the sword energy was awe-inspiring, and four flying swords broke through the air.

Looking at the flying sword coming straight towards him, Mo Qixuan's eyes flashed with surprise. He raised his hand and swung the sword to block the flying sword.

After several rises and falls, the flying sword did not hurt him at all.

At this time, a young man flew over, carrying a large sword box on his back.

The four flying swords that had not accomplished anything suddenly flew back and surrounded the young man, who was full of vigor and vitality.

Mo Qixuan raised his eyebrows: "Interesting, I didn't expect that Wushuang City would have a genius in this generation who could make the Wushuang Sword Box recognize its master. Little ghost, what's your name?"

"There is no other city in the world like it, no other city like it!"

"There is no other city in the world?"

Mo Qixuan laughed: "As far as I know, after the birth of Xueyue City, the word "Tianxia" in Wushuang City has been removed."

Wushuang was a little angry, crossed his arms and said proudly: "The word 'world' will be added back sooner or later."

"Kid, you're quite arrogant. I hope your ability can be as big as your anger."

"It will not let you down."

The two men moved at the same time. For a moment, the sword energy intertwined together. The sword light was dazzling, making it impossible to open your eyes, and prompted many people to subconsciously stay away from the battlefield.

Wushuang is very strong and is definitely one of the best among the younger generation.

But unfortunately, the person he met was a senior in the underworld who had been famous for a long time.

In terms of realm, it is enough to completely crush Wushuang.

In the corner, Lei Wujie's face flushed, and he said excitedly: "I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person among my peers. That guy named Wushuang can actually fight with Senior Mo back and forth." "Back and forth?" Chu Zhao shook his head and smiled: "It is undeniable that Wushuang has a good talent, and his talent is above Mo Qixuan, but talent does not represent strength. Mo Qixuan is not someone Wushuang can contend with now.

If Mo Qixuan had killed him, Wushuang would not have been able to take three moves. But now, it was only because it was rare to meet a genius like Wushuang that Mo Qixuan was willing to teach him. Wushuang would be defeated soon."

Before he could finish his words, Wushuang on the field was chopped away by Mo Qixuan's sword.

"That's enough. If you really hurt him, those old guys in Wushuang City will definitely kill you."

Just when Mo Qixuan was preparing to press on with his victory, Chu Zhao's voice rang out.

As his words rang out, the solemn atmosphere in the garden disappeared in an instant, like a spring breeze and rain.

Mo Qixuan paused, landed back on the roof, clasped his fists towards Chu Zhao, and without any reluctance, he jumped directly out of the city.

Wushuang did not chase him. He jumped down from the roof, ran to Chu Zhao, and said excitedly: "Chu Zhao, you are here!"

Chu Zhao smiled and nodded: "I didn't expect that you could really remember me."

Wushuang probably knew that his memory was very bad, and he scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I said, I will remember you, look, this is my sword."

However, before he could make any move, the flying sword that he had summoned earlier flew to Chu Zhao's side like a tired bird returning to the forest.

The sword continued to ring, as if it was telling something.

At this moment, even if you are not a sword practitioner, you can feel the cheers of the flying sword.

In the sword box, those flying swords that had not been released were also constantly hitting Wushuang's sword box, as if they were eager to get out, causing Wushuang to widen his eyes.

"It can be seen that they like you more." There was an obvious sense of loss in Wushuang's tone.

Chu Zhao laughed in silence, stretched out his hand and pointed, the flying swords flying around him lined up and passed through his fingertips. Everyone could feel the tenderness conveyed by the flying swords.

After a moment, the flying sword returned to Wushuang, and the originally vibrating Wushuang sword box also calmed down.

"Logically, since I saw your sword today, I should also let you see mine. But there are not many people here today. I will let you see my sword next time when we meet again."

"Really?"

Chu Zhao nodded: "I always keep my word."

"Okay, then next time we meet, you must show me your sword."

Just then, several figures appeared.

Among them, Lu Yuzhai clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me, senior, are you the Emperor Emeritus of Chu?"

"Yes."

"I didn't expect that it was Senior Chu who came in person. I am Lu Yuzhai from Wushuang City. I am here to meet you." Lu Yuzhai bowed respectfully and continued to ask, "Senior, are you here for the golden coffin?"

If Chu Zhao wanted to steal the golden coffin, he felt that he and his group could go straight back to Wushuang City.

Chu Zhao shook his head: "The person in the golden coffin does have some connection with me, but I won't care. You guys can grab what you want. If you can grab it, it's your own ability."

"Thank you, senior." Lu Yuzhai bowed again, then looked at Tang Lian and said coldly, "Give me face today, I will settle with you later."

Tang Lian smiled confidently: "I'll wait for you."

Lu Yuzhai snorted coldly and left with the disciples of Wushuang City.

Chu Zhao also brought Tang Lian and others back to the backyard.

Click!

Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded out of nowhere, and a thick purple bolt of lightning seemed to fall from the sky with the power to destroy the world.

Unfortunately, before the thunder could completely fall, Chu Zhao dispersed it with a light wave of his hand.

Chu Zhao looked at his son with a gloomy face and hair standing on end, saying with amusement: "In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers. You are still far from it."

Chu Ye snorted, "Should we leave now?"

"Well, let's go after we deal with the little bald guy."

As Chu Zhao spoke, he stretched out his hand and sucked the golden coffin out of the carriage.

Then he raised his hand and the coffin lid flew open.

There was a young monk lying in the coffin. He looked about the same age as Lei Wujie and was wearing a white monk's robe. Although it was dark, his face was still clearly visible. He was fair and delicate, and otherworldly. However, his eyes were tightly closed, and he looked like he was dead.

"What a handsome monk." Xiao Se couldn't help but admire.

Hearing this, Tang Lian, Sikong Qianluo, and Lei Wujie all nodded subconsciously.

As for Chu Zhao and his son, Chu Ye curled his lips, and Chu Zhao pointed a finger at the little bald man's eyebrows.

Then, the monk in the coffin moved. Monty grabbed the edge of the coffin with his pale hands and slowly stood up, but his eyes were still closed.

"Ah, it's a fake corpse!"

Sikong Qianluo let out a scream, and hid behind Xiao Se, who was closest to her, clutching Xiao Se's arm tightly, trembling.

But even so, she couldn't help but stretch her head to look at Wuxin.

As luck would have it, Wuxin opened his eyes at this moment, with a seductive light in his eyes.

It was only a moment of eye contact, and Sikong Qianluo felt that the monk's face suddenly became blurred, and then a familiar scene slowly spread out in front of her eyes...

Tang Lian also met Wuxin's gaze, and her expression suddenly became dazed.

On the other hand, Chu Zhao and his son, as well as Xiao Se and Lei Wujie, were fine. Xiao Se even looked at them with interest and added, "What an evil monk."

At the same time, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

"Close your eyes, don't look into his eyes!"

There was a strange power in the voice, which made Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo feel as if there was a flash of Buddha's light in their hearts. Their minds became clear and those illusions disappeared instantly.

A figure broke through the air, passed by Tang Lian, and went straight towards Wuxin, but was blocked by Chu Zhao with a wave of his hand.

"Isn't it just the appearance of being possessed by a demon? Just watch first."

The man paused, allowing Tang Lian and the others to see his appearance clearly.

He was wearing a grey monk's robe with a huge rosary hanging around his neck. He exuded an awe-inspiring righteousness, which formed a sharp contrast with the seductive aura that Wuxin exuded.

"I am Wuchan, a poor monk. Nice to meet you all." The monk put his hands together, nodded slightly to Tang Lian and the others, then looked at Chu Zhao and said with a smile: "So Brother Chu is here too. Brother Chu, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing?"

"Not bad." Chu Zhao nodded and couldn't help laughing: "But you don't look that good. You used to be pretty and cute, but now you look like this. It's not easy for you to find a wife like this."

Wu Chan: “…”

"Senior Chu, he is a monk and doesn't need to find a wife." Lei Wujie said.

Chu Zhao glared at him and said, "If a monk can return to secular life, why can't he find a wife?"

Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "That's right."

Wu Chan was speechless again, and said, "Brother Chu, can we take a look at Junior Brother first before we continue to let him go? He is really going to go crazy."

"How can you slay the devil without being possessed by it?"

Chu Zhao glanced at Wu Chan and said calmly: "The breeze of the world accompanies me, I am free and clear-minded, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and I will no longer be afraid of ghosts and gods.

The heaven and earth move on their own without anyone pushing them, the sun and the moon shine on their own without anyone lighting them, the stars arrange themselves in order without anyone arranging them, and the animals know themselves without anyone creating them. This is all done naturally, so why bother with man?

As the saying goes, Tao follows nature. Don't force anything, just follow your heart.

The road is ahead and the path is under your feet. "

The sound was like a gentle breeze, blowing into the heart, shocking the hearts of everyone present.

The enchanting light in Wuxin's eyes grew brighter, making him look even more enchanting, and his body began to tremble involuntarily, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

After a long time, his trembling body stopped, the seductive light in his eyes disappeared, and his face became quiet and peaceful.

He looks more like a great monk than many other great monks.

This time, he was like a Buddha.

"Amitabha."

Wuxin clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name softly, and bowed deeply to Chu Zhao.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master. Your Buddhist teachings are profound, and your Taoism is even deeper. I just don't know what Taoism you are using?"

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "I created this by combining the Heart Demon Guide and the Taoist Heart Questioning Technique - Heaven Questioning Heart Questioning."

At this moment, Lei Wujie's momentum suddenly increased, his whole body was boiling, hot and steaming, like a furnace.

"What is this?" Xiao Se was surprised and confused.

"He is about to break through." Tang Lian looked strange.

"Why is there a sudden breakthrough?" Sikong Qianluo looked puzzled.

Chu Ye's eyes flashed with envy, and he began to explain: "In his case, we cultivators call it enlightenment. It is a blessing in disguise. Brother Lei is really a fool with good fortune."

"This boy is indeed born with a smart mind." Chu Zhao smiled and slapped Lei Wujie on the head. Lei Wujie shivered immediately, as if he had drunk a glass of cold drink in the dog days of summer, and even let out a comfortable moan.

Afterwards, he sat down cross-legged as if he was drunk, with his eyes tightly closed, as if he had lost all sense of the outside world...

(End of this chapter)