I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 258 Demon Dance

On top of the temple, behind the eaves.

"I say, Monk Wuxin, how come wherever I follow you, I always meet so many top-notch masters, and they all look like they want to fight?" Xiao Se's tone revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Top-notch masters? Fighting?" Lei Wujie looked at the people in the courtyard with an eager look.

Xiao Se was getting more and more helpless: "The Lei Clan is a great family in the martial arts world after all, how could they raise a nobody like you?"

"It's stupid."

Wu Xin ignored the two people arguing, stood up and shook his sleeves. He didn't look like a vegetarian monk, but more like an actor who was about to go on stage.

"It is such an honor to trouble the Grand Monk to come all the way to see a little monk like me."

The two monks guarding the temple were shocked when they heard this, and turned to look at the abbot and Wang Rensun at the same time. The old monk Falan just shook his head, while Wang Rensun stared blankly at Wuxin who was floating down.

People in the world always like to use some beautiful, expressive and magnificent words and phrases to describe the reunion with old friends.

However, not all reunions are joyful.

It is certainly a happy thing to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

But if the old friend you meet is a creditor, then you will not feel happy, but miserable and unlucky.

Unfortunately, Sky-Breaking Sword King Rensun met the biggest creditor of his life.

Wang Rensun still remembers it to this day. When he was six years old that year, he pointed at himself with one hand and held the emperor of Chu with the other hand, shouting with endless murderous intent in his eyes: It was him, he was the one who killed my father, I want you to help me kill him!

I have imagined the scene of their meeting countless times, what he would look like, whether he had grown up, whether he was as suave as Ye Dingzhi, whether he would say nothing, holding a knife, a sword, any weapon that could kill, and directly slit his own neck.

Countless times in my dreams at midnight, I thought that if it were like that, it would be nice.

Now he was here, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, taller and more handsome than she had imagined.

It can be seen that Wangyou raised him very well.

Wang Rensun inexplicably felt relaxed at this moment.

Twelve years, twelve whole years.

I have been using alcohol to numb myself, trying to forget the past.

But at this time, Wang Rensun realized that those past events had never been forgotten.

Jin Xian held a string of long Buddhist beads in one hand, flicking them gently with her slender fingers, and held the long sword at her waist with the other hand, seeming ready to draw the sword.

“Grand Eunuch.” Wuxin clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly in salute.

"Don't call me the eunuch. Only the person in the palace can be called the eunuch." Jin Xian smiled softly and pointed to the sky faintly.

"Eunuch Jinxian." Wuxin changed his address, but his attitude remained respectful.

Jin Xian smiled and shook her head: "I am not used to your respectfulness. Where is the evil monk in white clothes who drank and talked happily with you?"

Hearing this, Lei Wujie and Xiao Se on the roof looked at each other and thought that it was no wonder that Wuxin had chased after the drunk monk when he saw him before. It turned out that he had met a fellow monk.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Get down quickly!"

It was like the words echoing in their minds, causing the two of them to be startled.

But before they could make any move, a breeze blew them off the roof.

Then, Lei Wujie saw the familiar Chu Zhao and two beautiful sisters who looked like fairies.

Lei Wujie was startled at first, then his face lit up with joy: "Senior Chu, you..."

Chu Zhao smiled and shook his head: "There's no rush to chat, let's watch the show first."

As he said this, he threw a pear to Lei Wujie.

In the courtyard, Jin Xian looked at the young monk in front of him with a bit of evil in his eyes and sighed: "Little monk, come with me, I can at least save your life."

Wu Xin laughed when he heard this: "All along the way, people from Xueyue City, Tianwaitian, Wushuang City, and Honglu Temple came to see me, and every one of them said that they would not kill me, so your condition is not special."

Jin Xian sighed: "I don't want to fight with you."

Wu Xin smiled: "I don't want to either. Everyone knows that among the five major prisons in Beili, the chief prisoner of incense ranks second in martial arts, even better than the chief prisoner of sword."

"You should know that I am different from them. I have to obey the orders of the one in the palace. If you don't come with me today, I will kill you without hesitation."

Jinxian took a step forward, and at the same time his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Just then, Wang Rensun moved.

"Eunuch Jinxian, don't go too far. If you want to do anything, you have to get past me first."

Wang Rensun held the sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye he gathered endless sword energy.

He used almost all his strength in this strike.

However, the knife did not cut down.

Because a person stood in front of his knife, the knife was stopped abruptly.

Wu Xin had his back to him, completely unguarded, just like Ye Dingzhi back then.

"What's wrong? This time, you can't cut it down?"

This sentence seemed to be the most powerful move in the world. It instantly dissipated the sword intent on Wang Rensun's body. He staggered back two steps, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, his face full of pain.

"Eunuch Jinxian is here to see me. As for our relationship, we'll talk about it later."

Wu Xin had his back to him, so naturally he couldn't see his expression, but his tone no longer had the sarcasm from before, and was instead as calm as water.

Wang Rensun was speechless.

Wuxin stared at Jinxian and slowly raised his hand: "Please draw your sword, eunuch!"

Jinxian drew out his sword, and the moment he drew out the sword, everyone in the temple felt a biting chill.

It was a sword emitting a frosty aura, and wherever the sword pointed, everything froze instantly.

In the corridor of the high platform, Lei Wujie, who was eating a winter pear, couldn't help but shudder, his heart was filled with shock.

I was so shocked that I even forgot to chew.

"This sword... is so powerful!" Lei Wujie came back to his senses and said excitedly, "And that monk also looks like an expert."

Xiao Se glanced at Wang Rensun and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, the person Wu Xin is looking for is him."

Lei Wujie was slightly stunned, then he remembered: "Is it the old friend that Wuxin mentioned?"

"Well, it's the grudges of the previous generation."

Chu Zhao threw a peanut into his mouth and continued the conversation: "The grandson of the Sky-Breaking Sword King was once a famous figure, but his swordsmanship... was just average, barely qualified to be Yan Lingxia's shoe carrier."

Lei Wujie turned around with a look of surprise: "Senior, who is Yan Lingxia you are talking about?"

Although he did not know Wang Rensun, he had heard of his name.

The once famous master is only fit to carry someone's shoes? !
Why doesn't he believe it so much?

"Yan Lingxia, the Sword Fairy of Nan Jue, was the number one master of Nan Jue more than 20 years ago. In terms of swordsmanship alone, she can be called the best in the world. Sky-Breaking Sword King Rensun is certainly powerful, but he is far from being a match for the Sword Fairy Yan Lingxia." Xiao Se showed off his erudition.

"I didn't expect that you would come to Nan Jue. You also know that Brother Xiao is really knowledgeable." Lei Wujie called Brother Xiao sincerely, which was rare.

"I'm the boss of Xueluo Villa. There's nothing I don't know about the trivialities of the underworld and the government." Xiao Se showed a bit of pride.

"Then who is that person holding the sword?"

This time, Xiao Se seemed to be lost in some memories, and his expression became solemn.

Before he could speak, Lei Wujie suddenly clapped his hands: "I remember now, I've heard of this person."

Yes, he had heard of it.

He had heard of this person. This person was not only a figure in the temple, but he was also very famous in the world!
"The right hand kills, and once the sword is out, the wind and moon wither.

With the left hand of compassion, the beads are gently twisted, and the soul is destroyed and flies away. "

Xiao Se leaned back in his chair and smiled faintly, "It's normal that you have heard of it. There are five great sword immortals in the world, and there are also five great supervisors.

The one who is fighting against the little bald man now is one of them. As for the five major prisons in Beili, Xiao Se should know more about it than me."

Xiao Se came back to his senses and nodded slowly: "When the Emperor of Beili offered sacrifices, there would be four eunuchs standing behind him, holding the national treasure sword, the imperial seal, the law book, and the blue and white incense burner respectively.

These four eunuchs, together with the eunuch who grew up with the emperor, are collectively known as the Five Great Eunuchs.

Each of them holds enormous power, and each of them is a top-notch expert.

The five young eunuchs were ordered by their master to leave the palace and venture into the world, and each of them was famous in the world.

The one fighting against Wuxin now is the Chief Eunuch of the Five Prisons, Eunuch Jinxian.

His reputation in the martial arts world is..."

"Snow Wind Sword, Shen Jingzhou!"

Lei Wujie took over the conversation with excitement, then became worried again. He turned his head slightly to look at Chu Zhao: "Senior, can Wuxin beat him?"

"What do you think?"

Lei Wujie thought for a moment and said, "After all, Shen Jingzhou is a master who has been famous for many years. Wuxin should not be able to defeat him."

"Why, worried about him?"

Lei Wujie nodded without hesitation: "Of course I am worried, Wuxin is not a bad person, he even saved my life.

Although I don't know why so many people wanted to kill him along the way.

But I think there must be some misunderstanding.

Since it is a misunderstanding, it will surely be clarified one day. "

Chu Zhao nodded slightly: "What if I tell you that he is the son of Ye Dingzhi, the former leader of the Demon Cult, and will be the leader of the Demon Cult in the future, will you still worry about him?"

"What, the Demon Cult?!" Lei Wujie was shocked: "Isn't Wuxin a monk from Hanshui Temple? How is he related to the Demon Cult?"

Chu Zhao shook his head: "You still need to hone your character. Look at Xiao Se, he has no reaction at all."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie looked at Xiao Se and found that he looked calm. He was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Se, did you know this a long time ago?"

Xiao Se sighed slowly but did not deny it.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Lei Wujie was a little dissatisfied.

Along the way, the three of them ate, walked and slept together.

He didn't hide his true identity from them.

But now it seems that I don't seem to know either of them very well.

Even Xiao Se only knew that he was the prince of Beili and knew nothing else.

"You didn't ask, and he never mentioned it, and this is his secret, isn't it?" Xiao Se said righteously.

Lei Wujie thought about it carefully and it seemed to be the case.

"Then how did you know?"

"Of course I guessed it."

"Okay then, but next time you guess something, can you tell me too?"

"and then?"

"What then?"

Xiao Se looked at Wu Xin and Jin Xian fighting in the courtyard, and said nonchalantly: "After I tell you, what do you want to do, take him back?"

Lei Wujie seemed to feel greatly insulted, staring at Xiao Se and angrily asked: "Is this who I am in your eyes?"

Xiao Se retracted his gaze, pursed his lips, and realized that what he had said just now was a bit too much, so he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I was inappropriate just now, sorry!"

"Well, that's better. I forgive you."

Xiao Se: "..."

Chu Zhao ignored the two of them and watched the battle in the courtyard below with his wife, watching with great interest.

Yue Yao looked at the seven Wuxin dancing charmingly below and couldn't help but said happily: "He has practiced the Heavenly Demon Dance quite well, we can borrow him to choreograph a dance."

There is a dance troupe in Hongchen Tower in Yuelu City, which is in urgent need of fresh blood.

Although my man can also perform the Heavenly Demon Dance, it is too embarrassing for him to do such a thing as he is the emperor.

There is no need to care about Wuxin, the future son-in-law.

Chu Zhao was delighted when he heard this: "Your idea is good, but I'm afraid he won't agree."

"If he doesn't want to, we won't marry our daughter to him." Yin Luoxia took over the conversation.

When Chu Zhao mentioned his daughter, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He snorted, "She's throwing herself at him, and it's up to you and me to decide whether she gets married or not?"

I have raised my daughter for more than 20 years in vain.

Yin Luoxia smiled self-reproachfully and was too embarrassed to respond.

After all, this matter is her fault.

If she hadn't suggested that the two children get married when Chu Nanyue was young and encouraged her daughter to bravely pursue love, she wouldn't have been so eager to throw herself at him.

Chu Zhao noticed Yin Luoxia's self-blame and changed the subject directly.

“Demon Dance, Soul-Searching Hand, and Heart Demon Attraction are all good skills, but unfortunately they have no effect on Jin Xian.

Especially Tianmowu, Jinxian is a eunuch.

I don’t know what that bald guy was thinking of showing off the beauty of the Eight Witches in front of the eunuch.”

At this time, Lei Wujie had already focused his attention on the battle in the courtyard. Looking at the eight dancing Wuxin, he took over the conversation and said, "The dancing is indeed beautiful, but... can dancing kill people?"

"How can you be unaffected?" Xiao Se looked strange.

Lei Wujie was stunned and asked in surprise: "Is there anything special about this Heavenly Demon Dance?"

"Nothing special, just a kind of charm."

"Charm technique?" Lei Wujie turned his head to look at Chu Zhao and almost bit his tongue.

Of course he knew about the art of seduction, but he found it hard to understand why Wuxin, a man, and a monk at that, actually practiced it.

"It is said that the Heavenly Demon Dance is a group dance of the eight daughters of the Heavenly Demon. It is an evil art that is not passed down in the esoteric religion. It is said that when the eight witches dance together, they are extremely beautiful and enchanting. Ordinary people will be bewitched at a glance. Even if there is a cliff thousands of feet ahead, they will step down. Look at the other people in the yard." Xiao Se said.

Lei Wujie looked over hurriedly, and saw that the two monks from the Dafanyin Temple were sitting down with their eyes closed, their hands clasped together, and were chanting Buddhist scriptures aloud. However, Boyong and Lingjun in the yard, as well as the four strong men carrying the sedan chair, had lost their original intentions at this time. They twisted their waists in a trance and began to dance with Wuxin.

"This……"

Lei Wujie had never seen such a strange scene before, and he was a little dumbfounded.

"It's really strange, are you really not affected?" Xiao Se looked confused.

"I..." Lei Wujie opened his eyes wide. In his eyes, there was no dancer, only eight Wuxin dancing, their white robes fluttering, very beautiful. "I don't feel there is anything special."

"The Heavenly Demon Dance is a very mysterious thing. In fact, it only stirs up the desires in people's hearts. It is useless to some people with a heart as strong as a rock, and it is useless to some people with a pure heart. And you, Lei Wujie, happen to be a person with a pure heart."

Lei Wujie smiled innocently: "Thank you for your compliment, Senior."

Xiao Se rolled his eyes: "Fools really have good fortune."

"You are stupid."

Lei Wujie retorted, and couldn't help but glance at Ling Jun and others dancing enchantingly in the yard, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that there would be such a weird martial art in this world."

Chu Zhao shook his head and smiled: "You are wrong, martial arts are not divided into good and evil, the key still depends on the person using it.

If the heart of a martial artist is evil, his martial arts will naturally be evil as well.

Well, the Heavenly Demon Dance is about to be broken."

(End of this chapter)