I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 251 Ascension Tower

The next morning, a carriage pulling a golden coffin was seen moving.

However, there was no handsome young monk in the coffin, nor was there Xiao Se who claimed to be the innkeeper, nor Lei Wujie who was driving the car.

Tiannvrui and Sikong Qianluo were in the carriage, while Tanglian and Wuchan were driving outside.

Probably because they had nothing to do, Wu Chan and Tang Lian started chatting about Wu Xin.

After listening to Wuchan's narration, Tang Lian couldn't help but be surprised: "So Wuxin is the son of the Demon Cult leader Ye Dingzhi?!"

He never expected that this mission would involve the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition.

What's more, he didn't expect that the last disciple of a great Zen sect would actually accept the young master of the Demon Sect as his disciple.

Wu Chan nodded, his expression somewhat helpless: "Yes, twelve years ago, the Demon Cult launched the Eastern Expedition. The reason was actually very simple. It was not like what people said in the martial arts world, that Brother Ye wanted to overthrow the imperial power of Beili.

Later, Big Brother Ye died in battle, and as Big Brother Ye's son, I was detained in Beili as a hostage.

This is the so-called covenant to lock the mountains and rivers. From then on, the Demon Cult was not allowed to set foot into Beili even a single step.

Speaking of which, this covenant to lock the mountains and rivers is closely related to your master Baili Dongjun.

It can be said that he was the one who facilitated the agreement to lock the mountains and rivers.

It was he who asked my master to accept me as his disciple."

Tang Lian was stunned: "Is there anything else about my master?"

Wu Chan nodded and smiled: "Of course, the Baili family and the Ye family are old friends, your master and Big Brother Ye are even good friends, anyone in the world could harm Big Brother Ye, except your master Baili Dongjun and Big Brother Chu."

Tang Lian nodded and said thoughtfully, "I heard from Senior Chu before that he and the Demon Cult leader Ye Dingzhi are fellow disciples. Senior Chu was also a member of the Demon Cult?"

Wu Chan shook his head: "Brother Chu's relationship with Tianwaitian is a bit complicated. He is not from Tianwaitian, but his wife, Queen Mother Chu, is the eldest daughter of Tianwaitian, the former eldest princess of Beique, and the people of Tianwaitian are the survivors of Beique.

However, the relationship between Brother Chu and Brother Ye as fellow apprentices has nothing to do with Tianwai Tian. They were both disciples of Yu Shengmo, who was once the number one master in the Southern Competition.

I don’t know much about what happened back then. If you want to know the details, Brother Tang can go back and ask your master.”

Tang Lian nodded and said thoughtfully, "So Master Dajue of Jiulong Temple wants to abolish Wuxin's Rakshasa Hall secret technique before he returns to Tianwai Tian, ​​in order to prevent him from returning to the mountains?"

Wu Chan sighed, subconsciously put his hands together, and chanted "Amitabha".

"I hope that Master Dajue really thinks so."

Xueyue City is built on the mountain and has unique scenery.

A group of four people, two men and two women, strolled in Xiaguan City, attracting countless people's gazes and admiration.

There is no way, these four people are just too good-looking. The girls are as beautiful as fairies descending to the earth, and the boys are like banished immortals.

These four people are Chu Zhao and his son, as well as Yue Yao and Yin Luoxia who came from their hometown of Beique.

The four of them came to the downstairs of Brother Dengtian's building. In the middle was a gate leading to the pavilion. Several young men from noble families dressed in luxurious clothes walked in leisurely. After passing the gate was the real Xueyue City.

There is a small door next to the main gate, which leads to the entrance to the pavilion. A yawning young man is sitting on the steps at the door, biting a big bun one bite at a time and muttering to himself.

"I'm so unlucky today. I have to guard this broken pavilion again, and it happens to be the first floor. I don't know what Master is thinking. How can there be disciples joining the sect when he lets me guard the first floor? Oh, I have to fight countless fools who don't know their own abilities."

He heard footsteps in front of him, raised his head, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. He found that one of them looked somewhat similar to his master, and he immediately liked him. He smiled and said, "Are you four going to enter the city?"

Chu Ye came out and said "hmm".

"Do you four have any name cards?"

"No."

"Oh, if the four of you want to enter the upper level, you have to go through the Dengtian Pavilion. It just so happens that I am the guard of the first level today. Can you wait until I finish eating the buns before fighting?"

Chu Ye winked at his parents, nodded and smiled at the young man, walked up to sit next to him, and said in a very familiar manner: "I came in a hurry and haven't had breakfast yet. Can I..."

The young man thought Chu Ye was very interesting. He had never seen a Taoist priest who was so familiar with others.

In addition, he often encountered martial artists who came up and shouted like they were going to fight in a ring. They had no leisure time to wait for him and just swung their fists to fight. Naturally, he inevitably had a better impression of Chu Ye.

So the young man called the disciple guarding the gate and took out some loose change: "Go buy some buns."

Obviously, this is an invitation to breakfast.

Seeing this, Chu Ye couldn't help but smile and said, "May you be blessed with infinite blessings. I would like to thank you very much, little brother."

It has to be said that the people of Xueyue City are very hospitable. The last time he came, the old man Lei Yunhe brought a large group of disciples to "welcome" him.

Today, it's time to give some gifts in return.

"By the way, are you here to become my disciple, or to visit Snow Moon City?"

"What's the difference?"

"Of course there are. If you are just here for fun, you can enter by defeating the disciples guarding the first floor. However, today's situation is special. You can enter by just getting my approval if you are here to become my disciple."

The young man paused, looked Chu Ye up and down, and said, "That depends on how capable you are. If you want to become my disciple, you must at least reach the sixth level. The sixth to tenth levels are disciples who have been here for more than one year, the eleventh to fourteenth levels are disciples who have been here for more than three years, and the fifteenth level is guarded by elders. As for the sixteenth level? There are many people in Xueyue City who are more powerful than the elders who guard the pavilion. No one knows who guards the sixteenth level. After all, the people who guard the pavilion are rotated, and the last time it was the third city lord who showed up."

"From what you said, the first to fifth floors should be guarded by disciples who have been here for less than a year, and you don't seem like a disciple who has been here for less than a year."

Chu Zhao looked at the young man in front of him and felt that he looked familiar, and said so.

"Brother, you have good eyesight. I was punished by the master to guard the first floor."

The young man smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said proudly: "It is not so easy to join Xueyue City. Our disciples, even the beginners, are top-notch masters. Those martial artists who claim to have practiced martial arts for more than ten or twenty years are not as good as our disciples in Xueyue City.

I am not bragging, if you are not born in a martial arts family and have a golden name card, don't come to Dengtian Pavilion to suffer. Of course, if you are just here for fun, I will give you some water later and let you go directly. You don't look like bad people."

Yueyao took over the conversation and asked with some confusion: "Oh, how did you know that we are not bad people?"

The young man blushed slightly: "Because you are good-looking."

"Young man, it's wrong to judge people by their appearance. A good-looking person is not necessarily a good person." Yin Luoxia said happily.

"Miss, you are right." The young man nodded, then changed the subject: "However, my master said that appearance is determined by the heart. Your appearance and temperament do not look like bad people. I am still somewhat confident in my judgment."

"I wonder who your master is?"

"Elder Yueqing of Xueyue City."

"Are you Luo Mingxuan from the Luo family?"

"Girl, do you know me?"

Luo Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and without waiting for Yueyao to speak again, he started laughing to himself.

"I never expected that I would already be famous in the martial arts world before I even set foot on the world.

Speaking of which, you are quite similar to my master, and based on this, I will protect you when you travel the world in the future."

Hearing this, Chu Zhao couldn't help but say happily: "Her name is Yueyao."

No wonder he looked familiar, it turns out this guy is Luo Mingxuan.

He robbed someone else's master as his wife and gave him a sister-in-law as his master, so it wasn't considered a loss.

"Yueyao?"

Luo Mingxuan murmured something in a low voice, then stood up suddenly and looked at Chu Zhao with wide eyes: "May I ask who you are?"

"Chu Zhao."

Oh my god, they are actually the retired emperor and queen mother of Chu, the most honorable figures in the world. But shouldn’t such people take the sunny avenue at the side? Why do they come to Dengtian Pavilion to pick a fight with me?

Luo Mingxuan thought so in his heart, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Junior Luo Mingxuan, a disciple of Xueyue City, greets the four seniors."

After these words came out, the four of them couldn't help but laugh. Among them, Chu Ye shook his head and smiled: "You are my aunt's apprentice, we are of the same generation, but I don't mind if you want to call me senior."

"Oh, meet Chu... Wait a minute, are you the Taoist priest who caused a big fuss in my Xueyue City not long ago?!" Luo Mingxuan said in surprise.

He did not participate in the siege at that time, so he had never seen Chu Ye, but later he heard his master complain, saying that he probably came to Xueyue City but did not even come to see his aunt.

"That's considered a big fight?" Chu Ye shook his head to himself and said in a deep voice: "What your Elder Lei did is considered a big fight." It can be heard that there is a hint of anger in his tone.

But this is normal. Lei Yunhe overturned the Qiankun Hall with just one finger, which was a slap in the face of all the disciples of Wangcheng Mountain.

Luo Mingxuan was startled: "Brother Dao is going to cause trouble in my Snow Moon City again?"

Are you making trouble?

Not really.

As a disciple of Wangcheng Mountain, I just want to slap his face back.

Lei Yunhe overturned their Qiankun Palace with just one finger back then, so today I should beat Lei Yunhe up first and then destroy the Dengtian Pavilion with one finger. That’s not too much, right?

Thinking of this, Chu Ye smiled playfully and said, "Isn't it the rule of your Xueyue City to break into the Dengtian Pavilion? I can't say this is a disturbance, right?"

Luo Mingxuan was speechless.

Chu Ye smiled at him: "Brother Luo, have you eaten well? If you have eaten well, I will break into the pavilion."

After saying that, Chu Ye took a step forward.

Luo Mingxuan knew very well that he was no match for his opponent. After all, Elder Lei had been defeated by the young Taoist priest not long ago.

Junior Master Uncle from Wangcheng Mountain, a master of Xiaoyaotian Realm!

He lost the battle but not the battle. As a member of the Luo family in Xueyue City, the honor of the Luo family would never allow him to be afraid before the battle.

As a result, Luo Mingxuan took a step forward aggressively: "If you want to break into the Dengtian Pavilion, you have to defeat me first."

Chu Ye was not in a hurry to attack. He waited until Luo Mingxuan was in a defensive posture before he pointed his finger in the air.

Then, Luo Mingxuan was knocked away by this finger and fell heavily to the ground.

Chu Zhao and his wife knew what their son was planning, so they ignored him and in a flash they were already inside the city gate.

As the saying goes: Xiaguan wind, Shangguan flowers, Cangshan snow, Erhai moon.

The wind from Xiaguan blows the flowers from Shangguan, and the moon over Erhai Lake reflects the snow on Cangshan Mountain.

Even in the cold winter season, there are many flowers blooming in Shangguan City, colorful and fragrant.

I have been to Snow Moon City twice in the past, but both times I was in a hurry and never had the chance to fully appreciate the scenery of Snow Moon City.

So this time the three of them walked very slowly, leisurely enjoying the scenery along the way.

Then they saw a man.

The third city lord of Xueyue City, the spear master Sikong Changfeng.

The whole person flew towards Dengtian Pavilion quickly like a flying bird.

Sikong Changfeng was very anxious because he had just sensed a familiar breath and knew that the young Taoist priest from Wangcheng Mountain had come again.

As the junior master of Wangcheng Mountain, he only needed to show his identity to enter the city, but he chose to break into Dengtian Pavilion. The reason was obvious.

It must be aimed at Lei Yunhe, the elder guarding the fifteenth floor.

A fight is bound to happen, but it cannot be fought in Dengtian Pavilion, otherwise the Dengtian Pavilion will be destroyed.

At Dengtian Pavilion, Chu Ye has already started climbing the pavilion.

As soon as I climbed up, I went straight to the fifteenth floor.

In the inner city of Xueyue City, also known as Shangguan City, a young disciple was sweating profusely as he ran towards Xuehai Pavilion, shouting loudly, "Not good, not good."

"What's wrong?" A man who was a few years older walked out of the pavilion and frowned slightly.

Other disciples in the pavilion who heard the shouting also rushed out.

"Someone...someone broke into the pavilion." The young disciple replied breathlessly.

Everyone laughed and cursed when they heard this: "Nonsense, there are people breaking into the Dengtian Pavilion every day, what's so surprising about that!"

"But this person...he went up to the fourteenth floor in one go, and is now on the fifteenth floor."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"What? We went up to the fourteenth floor in one go?"

"I remember that it was Senior Brother Li who was guarding the fourteenth floor today. Could it be that this martial arts master is here to provoke me again, and even Senior Brother Li can't defeat him?"

Although this Senior Brother Li is not as powerful as Senior Brother Tang Lian, he is also a leader among the young disciples of Xueyue City. He is a member of the Li family, which founded Xueyue City.

"No, not a senior, but a young man, said to be only in his twenties, who is expected to reach the top of the Dengtian Pavilion."

"What? Twenty-something?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Just as they were about to ask in detail, they heard the disciple who came out of the Snow Sea Pavilion at the beginning say, "Although he can defeat Senior Brother Li, there are elders guarding the pavilion on the fifteenth floor, so he can't reach the top."

There are a total of twenty-eight elders in Xueyue City. There is no ranking based on martial arts strength, but everyone agrees that the Elder Shouge, Lei Yunhe, is the weakest among the elders.

But even so, he is not someone that a young man in his twenties can defeat.

Dengtian Pavilion, fifteenth floor.

The decoration here is completely different from that below. It looks like a library. There are two huge bookshelves on both sides, with various ancient books on them. There is a sandalwood stove in the middle. A one-armed middle-aged man in a gray robe is sitting on a wooden chair, reading quietly, as if he didn't notice Chu Ye's arrival.

This person was none other than Lei Yunhe, one of the four heroes of Leimen.

Seeing this, Chu Ye did not rush to do anything, but picked up the book and started reading.

But compared to Lei Yunhe's careful savoring, he flipped through the book very quickly and only skimmed through it briefly.

A man in white came hurriedly and saw the two of them reading books. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, at least there was no fight."

Lei Yunhe had no intention of paying attention to Sikong Changfeng, but Chu Ye put down the ancient book in his hand and bowed.

"Wangchengshan Yunxiao, meet the City Lord Sikong."

Sikong Changfeng exclaimed, and returned the greeting: "Greetings to Taoist Master Yunxiao. Our Xueyue City and Wangcheng Mountain have always been on good terms. Taoist Master Yunxiao, there is no need to be so polite."

Chu Ye would also take advantage of the situation and said with a smile: "Sikong City Lord is older than me, so I will call you Brother Sikong. I wonder why Brother Sikong is here?"

Sikong Changfeng: "..."

The call of "Brother Sikong" really confused Sikong Changfeng.

You know, he and Chu Zhao are of the same generation. Although their relationship is not close enough to call each other uncle or senior master, isn't it a bit too much to call each other brothers?

However, judging from Wangcheng Mountain, it is not wrong to call him Brother Sikong.

Sikong Changfeng paused for a moment and asked, "Brother Chu, is it because of Elder Lei that you came to Dengtian Pavilion?"

"He overturned the Qiankun Hall of my Wangcheng Mountain and slapped the face of my Wangcheng Mountain. As a disciple of Wangcheng Mountain, I naturally have to save my face." Chu Ye said as a matter of course.

Sikong Changfeng nodded, then shook his head.

"That's true, but Elder Lei is no longer as strong as he once was. Even if you beat him, you can't get back your lost face. Besides, it was Lei Yunhe from the Lei Clan who fought on Wangcheng Mountain, not Elder Lei from Xueyue City. There's no reason for him to come to Xueyue City to seek face.

Of course, since Brother Chu broke into the Ascension Pavilion, there is no reason for us in Xueyue City not to accept it. If you insist on fighting Elder Lei, that’s fine, but the things destroyed will be counted on your Wangcheng Mountain. "

Chu Ye thought about it and looked at Lei Yunhe who looked calm and composed.

"Indeed, there is no point in defeating you now. I will come to find you when you return to Xiaoyao."

Lei Yunhe finally responded and said in a deep voice: "No need. If I return to Xiaoyao, I will go to Wangcheng Mountain to avenge my broken arm."

"just you?"

Chu Ye sneered, and without saying much, he turned into lightning and headed towards Shangguan City behind Dengtian Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)