I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 236: Destiny can be cut off, but luck cannot be cut off
"uncle?"

A subconscious call, mixed with doubt.

It's not Xiao Se's fault. It's just that Chu Zhao looks too young. He seems to be only about twenty years old. Plus, the attack he just made was the Wangcheng Mountain Taoism.

According to normal thinking, he naturally thought that Chu Zhao was Chu Ye who was practicing Taoism on Wangcheng Mountain.

Chu Zhao sighed and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I didn't stand by and watch your mother die. You can go to your grandfather's house to verify this yourself."

Ten years ago, Chu Yun went back to Qingzhou to visit his relatives, and was assassinated on the way back to Beili.

By the time Chu Zhao got the news and rushed over, the person was already on his deathbed.

Of course, it is true that the magic of the Heaven and Earth Furnace Sutra can heal her injuries, but Chu Jun herself is unwilling to do so.

"I'll check it out." Xiao Se snorted, "Besides my mother, there's also my uncle. Why don't you save him?"

When Chu Zhao first met Chu Yun, he told Chu Yun that if he encountered any trouble, he could go to Fengxiang Pavilion to buy Menglanhua perfume, or send someone to Tianhai Pavilion to buy Zui Sheng Meng Si.

Xiao Se also knew about this matter.

When Xiao Ruofeng's treason occurred, he sent people to Tianhai Pavilion.

Chu Zhao knew about this, but he didn't do anything. Now when he heard Xiao Se mention this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Chuhe, have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

"It's true that you are my nephew, and it's also true that you have a good relationship with Xiao Ruofeng, but even if you are as close as father and son, what does it have to do with me? Xiao Ruofeng is the King of Langya in Beili, and I am the Emperor of Chu. He and I are enemies. Why should I save an enemy who can make Beili stronger?"

Xiao Se was speechless.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that what Chu Zhao said made sense.

If you put yourself in his shoes, I'm afraid he wouldn't save her either.

"I don't know what Xiao Ruofeng told you, but I don't have a good relationship with him. It's far worse than this little bastard's father. Lei Meng tried to kill me back then, but he couldn't save me, let alone Xiao Ruofeng."

Lei Wujie asked blankly: "Senior, do you still know my father?"

Chu Zhao smiled: "Of course I know him, we have a good relationship."

"Then, Senior, can you tell me about my father?"

Chu Zhao nodded, a hint of reminiscence flashed across his face, and he began to recount the story of that year.

The story was very long, and Xiao Se and Lei Wujie listened very carefully.

When hearing something exciting, Lei Wujie would either slam the table or applaud.

Only when the food and wine are served do I start to focus on eating.

The plum blossom meat is tender and crispy, with a faint plum blossom fragrance.

The peach blossom wine tastes slightly sweet, less strong and more elegant.

Chu Zhao only tasted a little, because he recalled old people and old things, and drank a few glasses of wine.

With good wine, delicious food and great stories, Xiao Se couldn't help but sit over, while Lei Wujie enjoyed the meal very much.

Chu Zhao picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then looked at Xiao Se and said calmly: "The scenery of this Snowfall Villa is nice, but after looking at it for too long, it will inevitably become too monotonous. You should leave. The gears of fate have begun to turn, and the world of mortals is waiting for you."

Xiao Se was startled, and his tone was slightly sarcastic: "I heard from Master and Uncle Huang that you don't believe in fate the most. Now you're talking to me about fate?"

Without waiting for Chu Zhao to speak, he said in a deep voice: "I, Xiao Se, never believe in fate. My fate is determined by myself, not by God!"

Chu Zhao did not refute, but nodded obediently.

“You have the right not to believe, but can you let go of the things you want to get back?”

Chu Zhao laughed: "If you could let it go, you wouldn't have named this inn Snowfall Villa. Although you can escape physically, can you escape mentally? Even if you can, how long can you escape?"

Just as Chu Zhao said, he couldn't let go.

Over the years, I have never let it go, and I don’t want to let it go.

Some things need someone to do and persist.

Xiao Se raised the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Peach Blossom Wine is originally an elegant wine with a slightly sweet taste, but when it went down his throat, it tasted bitter, like a knife stabbing his throat.

Chu Zhao ignored him for the time being, turned his head and looked at Lei Wujie and said with a smile: "You should call me uncle. Since we are meeting for the first time, I should give you a little gift. The fire burning technique you practice is extremely strong and masculine. It will burn the heart meridians and pose many hidden dangers."

"Senior, you want to teach me kung fu?"

Chu Zhao nodded and said slowly, "As the saying goes, solitary yang cannot produce life, solitary yin cannot grow. Martial arts also emphasize the cooperation of dragon and tiger, and the harmony of yin and yang... Bing Xin Jue is a modification of Qiu Shui Jue created by the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen. It may have unexpected effects when combined with your Fire Burning Technique."

The Fire Burning Technique ignites the fire in the heart, just like firewood that will eventually burn out. The Ice Heart Technique, however, is like an endless supply of nutrients that can nourish the fire in the heart while also having a suppressive effect, preventing it from getting out of control.

Before Lei Wujie could speak, Chu Zhao had already pointed out.

Lei Wujie only felt his head go blank for a moment, as if he regained his consciousness in just a moment, but a set of profound internal skills had already appeared in his mind, which could complement the fire burning technique and enhance the power of the fire burning technique by 50%. He couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Thank you...

Lei Wujie opened his eyes and was about to express his gratitude, but found that Chu Zhao had disappeared.

The food on the table had already gone cold, and strangely enough, a layer of frost had formed on it.

Boss Xiao was the only one in the entire hall. He was leaning against the window, with his hands in his sleeves, staring out the window in a daze.

"Boss Xiao, where is Senior Chu?"

"gone."

"Gone? Where did you go?"

Xiao Se turned around, glanced at him, and snorted, "A master like my uncle comes and goes like the wind. How would I know where he went?"

"Huh? Are you recognizing Senior Chu as your uncle?" Lei Wujie said with a smile.

"Nothing to do with you!"

Xiao Se snorted proudly, and then said lightly: "But there is something that concerns you, that is, you owe me money for a table of wine and food, a total of one hundred taels."

"What?" Lei Wujie's face changed drastically, and he stood up in an instant: "One hundred taels, you are running a shady shop, right?!"

"Black shop?" Xiao Se said with dissatisfaction: "You idiot, you know that the peach blossom wine you drink is made from peach blossoms in March, pickled with wild honey that is more than three years old, and brewed with peach blossom snow for three years. A pot of wine is worth twenty taels of silver.

You drank three whole jars by yourself.

Let’s talk about the cherry yogurt. The cherries need to be preserved until they are ripe, and they need to be chilled in ice. Only one in ten will survive. Do you know the effort and cost involved?
And this plum blossom meat, with falling petals... I charge you a hundred taels, all for my uncle's sake."

Xiao Se's calculations were so loud that they shook the heavens, accompanied by a roar. In the end, he said calmly, "My uncle said that since you are treating me, you have to pay for it. Since I have to accompany you to Xueyue City, I will charge you eight hundred taels for the expenses and interest along the way."

"No, why is it eight hundred taels?"

"What, you don't accept it?" Xiao Se glared, then smiled and said, "If you don't accept it... well, we can't defeat Chu, but you can attack Wangcheng Mountain. Anyway, attacking Wangcheng Mountain is an old tradition of your Lei Clan."

Lei Wujie was confused when he heard this: "When did our Lei Clan attack Wangcheng Mountain?"

"Go back and ask your elders."

Lei Wujie nodded seriously, thinking that Chu Zhaochuan's martial arts must be extremely precious. He felt that a mere few hundred taels of silver would not be enough to repay him, so he didn't care.

"Okay, eight hundred taels is eight hundred taels, but what are you going to do in Xueyue City?"

Xiao Se yawned boredly: "Same as you, and I'm accompanying you to Xueyue City this time. I have something to tell you..."

He explained the matter again. Although it was just a verbal agreement, he was not afraid that Lei Wujie would go back on his word.

After all, the disciples of Lei Family Castle always have some face and credibility.

After that, Xiao Se no longer cared about Lei Wujie, thinking about what Chu Zhao said before he left.

“Excessive worry is not good for the body.

You are very similar to your mother now. Your mother died because of thinking too much. Don't always blame yourself for other people's mistakes.

As for your injury, it's just a piece of cake for me, but I don't want to treat you now.

You have your own destiny. Although there are many tortures, there will always be light at the end of the tunnel.

Let's follow that little bastard to Xueyue City to become his disciple."

After saying that, Chu Zhao turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared in the inn right in front of him, as if he had never been there.

Xiao Se had seen a lot of things in the world. He knew the world's best light skill, the Cloud Riding Wind Step, and was also familiar with hundreds of body movements. But the body movement Chu Zhao displayed was something he had never heard of or seen before.

He asked his uncle, but only one sentence came on the wind.

——Lie Zi controls the wind, travels on the wind, his spirit turns into wind, soars between heaven and earth, travels to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. There are endless mysteries between heaven and earth. This is the art of controlling the wind.

The voice seemed to be far away in the sky, yet seemed to be close to the ear, giving people a sense of unreality.

And along with the voice, a gust of breeze blew.

Then, Xiao Se felt that his injuries were suppressed and he felt a lot more relaxed.

It is really hard to imagine that there really are such great people in the world who can travel around the world by turning into wind.

It's really fascinating!
Xiao Se looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Chu Zhao was lying on the back of a golden lion, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, looking at the gray sky, feeling something in his heart.

The reason why he didn't help his nephew was very simple.

A sword, a good sword, must go through countless forging and sharpening before it can shine.

People, like swords, must go through hardships before they can grow.

Since ancient times, many successful people have experienced things that, if they had changed a link, they might not have achieved success and might not have reached the heights they could have reached.

If Xiao Se’s injury heals, will he still follow the original path and achieve the success he should have achieved?

Furthermore, Xiao Se is a man with a destiny.

Chu Zhao has committed suicide many times over the years, including killing his nephew in Wangcheng Mountain who also had a destiny.

That night, with just a flick of his finger, he helped Zhao Yuzhen cut off his destiny.

But when he saw Xiao Se today, he just wanted to help him, but he vaguely felt the backlash of heaven.

I have to say that Xiao Se is the protagonist of this world.

As for Zhao Yuzhen, who also had a destiny, he was just a bystander.

Chu Zhao's current strength is already invincible in the world, and he has some strength to fight against the illusory way of heaven.

But three points is not ten points after all.

Zhao Yuzhen is only about one person, a relationship, and a matter of life and death.

Xiao Se is different, he is carrying the Beili world on his shoulders and is a truly lucky person who cannot be easily interfered with.

Moreover, the fate of a dynasty cannot be decided by just destroying it. Even he would be seriously injured.

More importantly, destiny can be cut off, but luck cannot be cut off.

Unfortunately, Xiao Se is the son of contemporary luck.

Every son of luck plays a core role in the world he belongs to. They embody the luck of heaven and can be said to be the pillars of the world.

Once the trajectory of the Son of Destiny changes, the laws of nature in this world will become disrupted and uncontrollable changes will occur.

For example: The gates of heaven opened wide and the immortals came to earth.

Therefore, Chu Zhao did not intervene forcefully.

However, the laws of nature are imperfect and there are still loopholes that can be exploited.

For example: When Xiao Se was about to die, he rescued him.

For example: Beat up his enemy first.

In general, as long as he does not interfere with the general direction of the protagonist, he is equivalent to a plug-in for Xiao Se and will not have any impact on this world.

……

……

There is heavy snow in the wilderness.

A carriage stopped in the middle of the road, surrounded by a dozen wielding swordsmen.

On the roof of the carriage, a man was sitting upright, drinking leisurely.

"Green Ant's new grain wine, a small red mud stove. It's going to snow in the evening, can you drink a cup?"

"Brother, you are in a very elegant mood. We can drink the wine, but you must keep the things in the carriage."

Tang Lian didn't comment, shaking the wine glass, and said with a faint smile: "Do you know what is transported in this carriage?"

"Humph, nothing more than gold, silver and treasures."

"That's right." Tang Lian smiled leisurely, took a sip, and said in a deep voice: "It's snowing heavily, you followed me all the way, it's really too hard, but you are destined not to get what you want, I think I'll treat you to this glass of wine, and then."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Tang Lian's body flipped and moved like the wind.

In the blink of an eye, he killed one person and returned to the roof of the car.

Tang Lian kicked the wine jar on the roof and took a big sip: "The person who sent you here may not have told you who I am. But now you should understand that this escort mission is not something that small characters like you can handle."

"Fingertip Blade, are you from the Tang Sect in Shu?!"

Tang Lian waved her hand casually, a cold light flashed, and the person who spoke screamed and fell to the ground.

"You said I was from the Tang Sect, so I'll give you this little red arrow."

Everyone who was besieging them showed fear.

The Tang Clan in Shu is unique in the world in their use of hidden weapons. They can kill people without anyone noticing and are impossible to defend against.

Everyone was afraid of being the next person to be killed, so no one dared to step forward.

Tang Lian had never taken them seriously in the first place, and now no one dared to step forward, so he dodged and landed on the shaft of the carriage, set up the carriage by himself, and continued on his way as if no one was around.

At this moment, a voice came from the carriage.

"They are not good people, why not kill them all?"

The sound seemed to come from the clouds, clear and pleasant.

Tang Lian raised her head and took a sip of wine, then replied, "Miss Chu, you are too murderous!"

"Really? That's because you haven't met my father and my brothers."

"From what Miss Chu said, this is family learning..."

As the carriage went farther and farther away, the voices became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared in the wind and snow.

The crowd that stayed in place dispersed, and then two figures appeared.

One is tall and one is short, one is male and one is female.

"Ming Hou, the direction is correct. Tang Lian went in this direction."

The tall Lord Ming shook the giant golden sword in his hand and nodded slightly, but said nothing.

The next moment, a huge golden sword blocked in front of him and suddenly swung towards the woods next to him.

The sword energy stirred up flying snow all over the sky, and wherever it passed, the trees broke with a sound.

He sensed that there was someone in the woods, and that person was targeting them.

So, Lord Ming took action, but his sword hit nothing.

Yue Ji reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the moment when Ming Hou drew his sword, her figure suddenly disappeared and rushed into the woods.

In the blink of an eye, a flash of sword light appeared, and then there was no sound or trace.

Ming Hou was shocked and rushed into the woods without hesitation. However, he was greeted by a nine-headed lion shining with golden light.

The forest was filled with sword energy and flashing golden light, shaking the snow on the trees and causing it to fall down, filling the air with flying snow.

Roar!
After a lion's roar, Lord Ming fell straight down.

(End of this chapter)