I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 265 The Golden Coffin Incident Ends
Chu Zhao waved his hand and released a stream of true energy.

Lu Yuzhai only felt a warmth inside his body, and the injuries he had suffered from the Spear Immortal were instantly suppressed, and he felt a sense of relief all over.

So, without waiting for Chu Zhao to speak, Lu Yuzhai bowed down with a great ceremony.

"Thank you for your help, Senior. I am grateful. And for your selfless advice today, I will be grateful..."

Chu Zhao waved his hand and interrupted, "This sword strike today is a promise between Wushuang and me. You don't need to thank me. It's your own ability to understand it."

"No matter what, I am indebted to you today. If you need me, I will do my best to help you!"

Lu Yuzhai bowed again and said cautiously, "Senior, may I have the honor to become your disciple?"

Junior brother is the hope of Wushuang City, but he is not, he can become a disciple.

Chu Zhao saw through his thoughts at a glance and couldn't help but find it a little funny: "You are a spearman, why don't you worship the spear immortal Sikong Changfeng, why do you worship me?"

This is a polite refusal.

Lu Yuzhai was a little disappointed, but it was okay.

I was just giving it a try. If I could get what I wanted, I would be happy. But if I couldn't, it wouldn't matter.

“By the way, I won’t intervene in the affairs of Tianwaitian, but Wuxin has now dispersed all the secret techniques of Luosha Hall, so don’t keep an eye on him in the future.” Chu Zhao said slowly with a calm face: “Wuxin is no longer useful to you Wushuang City. If you still hold on to him, it will only be a disaster, because from today on, his name is Ye Anshi, you can go back.”

Ye Anshi was unintentional, but also not unintentional.

Wuxin is just a little monk in Hanshui Temple, but Ye Anshi is the leader of Tianwaitian Sect, the future son-in-law of Chu Zhao, and the future prince consort of the Chu State.

Before Lu Yuzhai could make any move, Wushuang pulled him down.

"Brother, let's go back. I need to go into seclusion as soon as possible. He was right. He didn't lie to us."

Lu Yuzhai had no intention of objecting, but after hearing Wushuang say this, he couldn't help but become curious.

"how do you know?"

"Because he is very powerful. With that sword strike just now, everyone present would have died. He can destroy our Wushuang City with just one sword strike. There is no need for him to lie to us!"

Lu Yuzhai: “…”

What you said makes sense.

However, he didn't plan to do anything else.

After all, even if Senior Chu doesn't care, there is still the gun master from Xueyue City, and he definitely can't take Wuxin away today.

As for the future... that depends on how the elders and the master decide. It is not something that he, a single disciple, can decide.

I hope the elders and Master will not make the wrong decision.

Lu Yuzhai sighed silently and bowed to Chu Zhao again: "Then I will take my leave. If you have time, please come to Wushuang City and visit us."

"Wushuang City?"

Thinking of the grudge between himself and Wushuang City, Chu Zhao laughed and said, "I'm afraid the elders of your Wushuang City will not welcome me."

"Don't worry about those old guys. I welcome you." Wushuang smiled innocently and waved to Chu Zhao, saying, "Chu Zhao, I'm leaving now. Although I can't become your disciple, I have learned a lot today. When I come out of seclusion, I will show you my sword."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

The people from Wushuang City left.

They came with high spirits, but when they left, they were as listless as Wushuang who had fainted from riding a horse.

There is no doubt that this mission ended in failure again.

On the contrary, Wushuang surprisingly did not feel dizzy, but was in high spirits.

"Brother, did you see that?"

Lu Yuzhai sighed, sat up from the horse's back, glanced at his extremely excited junior brother, sighed again, and lay back on the horse's back.

"what did you see?"

"The sword called Tang Lian."

"Ha, it's really rare that you can remember Tang Lian's name."

Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Of course, not only Tang Lian, but also Wuxin and Lei Wujie, I also remember their names.

Although these people are not as strong as me now, they will definitely become qualified opponents in the future. "

“Oh, that’s really amazing.”

Lu Yuzhai said perfunctorily.

“Brother, you don’t have to be like this. The failure of this mission is not our fault.

Even if the master came in person, this mission would fail.

Although Chu Zhao did not intervene, the Spear Master came and his master was no match for him.

Also, I have always felt that this matter was not done right by Wushuang City."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuzhai couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Nonsense, how can I not understand what you are saying?
It’s okay for the master, but you didn’t see the attitudes of those old men.

It is unreasonable to snatch someone else's child.

I understand that they want Wushuang City to rise again, but as a disciple, what can I do?
Furthermore, even if we obtain the secret techniques of Rakshasa Hall, can our Wushuang City rise up?

Bullshit!

Lu Yuzhai straightened up and cursed, then continued, “The rise of a power has never been based on martial arts, but on people and connections.

Just look at Xueyue City and you will know that in terms of martial arts background, our Wushuang City is not inferior to them at all, yet they have three city lords: the Wine Immortal, the Sword Immortal, and the Spear Immortal.

And I also heard that Dao Sword Immortal and Xueyue Sword Immortal have a very close relationship, so this time they also pulled Wangcheng Mountain into the Xueyue City camp.

More importantly, I heard that the State of Chu was behind Wangcheng Mountain, and Chu Zhao seemed to have learned his skill from Wangcheng Mountain.

If our Wushuang City wants to suppress Xueyue City, I'm afraid it will have to fall on you.

Do I dare to say these words? "

"Fall on me?"

Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he said seriously: "It may take some time for me to defeat Chu Zhao."

Lu Yuzhai was stunned and looked at him speechlessly: "You really dare to think so."

Wushuang smiled embarrassedly: "Let's not talk about this, anyway, it's not our fault this time.

I tell you, even if the Gun Fairy didn't come, we would still fail this mission."

"Why?"

"Because of that Tang Lian, when he was at the foot of the mountain, fighting against that monk, didn't you feel the small sword in his hand?"

Wushuang looked at his senior brother with a puzzled look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I felt a familiar sword intent in that small sword. It was Chu Zhao's sword."

"you sure?"

Lu Yuzhai suddenly perked up.

Frankly speaking, with the strength of this group of people, let alone if the Gun Immortal came, even if the Gun Immortal didn't come, they might not be able to get any benefits.

But didn’t Chu Zhao say he would not interfere? Why is he getting involved again?
"Of course I am sure. His sword is very special. I will not make a mistake. The reason why I can control six flying swords so quickly is because Chu Zhao gave me a sword intention when I was in Meiren Manor. I will definitely not make a mistake."

Lu Yuzhai nodded: "Come to think of it, I really owe Chu Zhao a lot of favors this time. I don't know how to repay him. And the Spear Immortal also helped you with a sword. Now that you have come out of seclusion, you can control seven swords, right?"

Wushuang shook his head: "No, at least eight."

"At least?"

"That's right. Chu Zhao's Sword of Creation can at least allow me to control another sword. Although the Spear Immortal is powerful, he is no match for Chu Zhao. Didn't you notice that the Spear Immortal almost failed to pull out the Great Ming Vermillion Bird?"

Lu Yuzhai was speechless.

If he had not been accustomed to his junior brother's low emotional intelligence, he would have let him experience the majesty of the eldest brother.

"It seems you didn't feel it." Wushuang looked at him and said with a smug smile, "When the Spear Immortal was flying the sword, I felt the resistance of the Great Ming Suzaku. If it weren't for his super strong internal strength, he wouldn't have been able to forcefully pull out the sword. But Chu Zhao was different. He didn't even use any strength, and the Great Ming Suzaku ran away by itself.

I can even feel that the Ming Dynasty Suzaku wants to recognize him as its master.

All in all, it was not unfair that I failed in this mission, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

We can't even beat the Gun Immortal.

If those old men make things difficult for you, ask them to go find Chu Zhao themselves. Do you think they dare to do that?"

Lu Yuzhai immediately smiled: "Junior brother, you are really smart.

Yes, the failure of this mission is not our fault.

A gun fairy, a beautiful sword fairy with white hair, not to mention the invincible Chu Zhao getting involved, who can withstand this?

Hehe, now I have an explanation.

Everyone, cheer up, hurry up and return to Wushuang City as soon as possible!"

-

Lingguang Temple, foot of the mountain.

The people from Jiulong Temple returned with Master Dajue, who had attained enlightenment but did not have much time left to live.

When you come, you carry the past grudges with you; when you leave, the sky is filled with sunset glow.

Dajue is already over seventy years old. Now that all his skills have dissipated, he is just an old man on his deathbed.

The whole person was skinny and emaciated, and even the grandson of Sky-Breaking Sword King who had hurriedly turned back after sensing the breath of a gun coming from the west looked much stronger than him.

He was holding the famous Sky-Breaking Sword and standing next to Sikong Changfeng.

The arrival of the spear master Sikong Changfeng confirmed the fact that Wuxin, the young master of Tianwai Tian, ​​must leave.

It was said that in order to get this little monk to leave Beili, quite a bit of trouble was caused.

Who knows how many corpses are buried under the yellow sand of the Western Regions.

Now, even if I don't want to leave, I have to leave.

So, his grandson Wang Ren came.

After Wuxin watched the people from Jiulong Temple leave, he turned around and looked at Wang Rensun: "You don't have to follow me, and I don't need your protection. With your status and position, if you follow me to Tianwaitian, I'm afraid you will be beheaded without me even saying a word."

Wuxin was followed by Mo Qixuan, who was staring at Wang Rensun at this moment. It could be said that if Wuxin had not stopped him, Wang Rensun would have been torn to pieces by him.

Wang Rensun held up the famous Sky-Breaking Knife and laughed, "The world is so big, why should I care about other people's opinions when I want to go somewhere?

I just had enough of the sand in the Western Regions and wanted to see the scenery in other places.

If you go to the heaven beyond heaven, my royal descendants will naturally go there too."

Wu Xin sighed: "Why are you doing this? Now I am safe. With Uncle Mo and Master here, who in the world can hurt me?"

Wang Rensun was silent for a moment, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard Wuxin say, "If you really want to, please take good care of the old monk for me.

This time I'm going there, the mountains are high and the roads are long, I'm afraid I won't be able to come and worship often.

Don’t let his spirit tablet be stained with dust. The old monk has spent his whole life sweeping away the dust in other people’s hearts. Now that he is gone, it should be kept clean.”

Wang Rensun had lived for so many years and had been a fake monk for so long. For the first time, he put his hands together sincerely and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

He had thought that the debt had been paid off, but now that he thought about it, it was only then that it was paid off.

There seemed to be something to do in the following days, and now he didn't have to escape anymore. Perhaps being a monk wasn't a bad thing.

"I understand."

the other side.

Sikong Qianluo almost hung on Sikong Changfeng's arm, acting like a spoiled brat and complaining about the hardships she had endured along the way.

Sikong Changfeng felt distressed but also helpless.

I wanted to ask Tang Lian for help, but I found that this kid's eyes were almost fixed on Tiannvrui. It was obvious that I couldn't rely on him.

"Father, can't we just go to Yuelu City? Do we have to go back to Xueyue City?"

"Come down quickly. Look at yourself now. You don't look like a girl at all."

Sikong Changfeng had a stern face. He noticed that his daughter looked angry and was about to lose her temper, but he quickly laughed and said in a gentle tone, "We have to prepare a valuable gift when we go to a wedding, but I came here in a hurry and didn't expect to meet Brother Chu. What do you think, should we go back to Xueyue City to prepare some gifts?"

When Sikong Qianluo heard this, it seemed to make sense, but he shook his head and said, "My master doesn't care about those mundane things."

Nonsense, your master cares most about these worldly things, and all he talks about is preparing generous gifts.

Sikong Changfeng thought so in his heart, but said: "Brother Chu naturally doesn't care about these, but we can't be careless about etiquette. How can we have a wedding without giving gifts?

Also, if you want to take Brother Chu as your master, we have to prepare some gifts for your master, right?
Be good and listen to me. Go back with Dad first, and we will go to Yuelu City after the New Year."

Sikong Qianluo hummed: "Father, you are right. Our family is rich, so you should prepare a generous gift for becoming my disciple."

Sikong Changfeng: ???
Speaking of wealth, is there anyone in the world richer than Chu Zhao, who rules the Chu Kingdom?

"Lian, I'm going back now. If you have time, come and sit in San Gu Cheng."

"Oh."

"Don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

"I... I'm returning this to you." Tang Lian took out the small sword that Tiannvrui had given him before. It was the sword that Chu Zhao had given to Tiannvrui when they were at Meiren Manor before.

"I don't need it in Meiren Manor, you can keep it."

"I……"

Tian Nurui threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, then pushed him away with tears in her eyes, and scolded him with a smile: "Idiot!"

The luxurious carriage, after experiencing the desert wind and sand, was also stained with dust and looked extremely lonely.

Tang Lian followed two steps and stretched out his hand, but only grabbed a few grains of sand.

Then he was hit on the back of the head.

Looking back, I saw Sikong Changfeng with a look of disappointment on his face.

Tang Lian was puzzled: "Third Master, you..."

"Xiao Lian, Third Master is not saying anything to you, but even a blind person can see the love that girl has for you, and you just let her go?" Sikong Changfeng shook his head and sighed, "Today Third Master will teach you a lesson.

There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches.

Our Xueyue City is not a Buddhist temple, and you are almost old enough, don’t let yourself regret it.”

Tang Lian nodded and said nothing.

The carriage carrying the golden coffin was driven away by Tiannvrui, but the golden coffin was left behind.

Then, Xiao Se asked for it and prepared to use it as a wedding gift for Yue Kang.

It’s just that sending a coffin is unlucky, so Chu Zhao is now melting a golden coffin.

Xiao Se and Lei Wujie stood nearby, watching the golden coffin gradually melt into a ball while discussing what object to make.

A thud.

The melted gold fell heavily to the ground, sparkling in the setting sun.

From then on, the golden coffin incident also came to an end.

Chu Zhao clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the gold has been melted for you. I'll let Mo Qixuan take you to Yuelu, and we'll leave first."

"Senior, where are you going?"

"Apocalypse City!"

(End of this chapter)