I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 284: White Walk Red Come
Xiao Chong was unable to speak at this time. He could feel a vitality generating in his eyes, as if there were tens of thousands of ants crawling around, which was comparable to the cruelest punishment in the world.

But he couldn't move, and didn't dare to move.

Although the Uncle Chu in front of him did not say that he could not move, Xiao Chong just had this feeling.

Once I move, I'm afraid I'll never have the opportunity today again.

"Don't rush to answer me, think about it carefully."

Xiao Chong only felt someone patted him on the forehead, and then his consciousness gradually faded away.

He only heard a few instructions before he lost consciousness.

“You are not an umbrella, don’t hold it all the time. It’s tiring to hold it all the time.

After all these years, you should take a break. Since you said you would bother me for a few days, just take a good rest.

You still have a long way to go, so don't rush. Only after you have rested well will you have enough strength to move forward."

The sound behind gradually became blurred and finally disappeared completely.

When Xiao Chong woke up again, he found himself curled up like a baby, naked.

Naked?
Xiao Chong was stunned. He stared at his hands for a long time.

Tears rained down.

Saw!
His eyes could see again.

Although it was a little blurry, he definitely saw it.

Over the years, I have visited countless famous doctors, but to no avail.

Xiao Chong also knew that his eyes were beyond medical treatment.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart and I never give up.

Now... I can only say that it’s a good thing I didn’t give up.

"My Lord, how do you feel?"

Zang Ming heard the noise and quickly opened the door and walked in.

But he walked with a limp and even had several bruises on his face.

Xiao Chong turned his face away, wiped his tears, and suddenly everything became clear to him.

It turns out that the blurry feeling before was because tears blurred my eyes.

He sat up. Although he was naked, he did not feel restrained or awkward. Instead, he looked relaxed and at ease.

He slept very well that day, without dreams, worries, fears or terrors.

He looked at Zang Ming for a long time and suddenly laughed.

"I feel very good now, better than ever before, but you... don't look too well?" Xiao Chong said, picking up the clothes prepared by the bed and putting them on.

Zang Ming smiled awkwardly: "Prince, you were unconscious before, and I was afraid that you... Anyway, I just wanted to come in and take a look, but was stopped by Shuangjiang, so we had a fight."

"Frost?" Xiao Chong's eyes flashed with a trance, "That little Taoist friend?"

"Yes." Zang Ming's expression suddenly became very complicated.

"So you haven't hit that monkey?" Xiao Chong imagined the scene and couldn't help laughing.

"My subordinates... are incompetent!" Zang Ming wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

He thought that he was quite strong, after all, he was at least at the Vajra level and could establish his own sect in the martial arts world. But he never expected that one day he would fall into the hands of a monkey.

If this matter gets out, how will I save my face in the future?

Is he going to explain to others that the monkey has become a spirit?

Will anyone believe it?
"Hahaha……"

Xiao Chong felt that he had never been so happy in his life, and he laughed so hard that tears came down.

It was at this time that Zang Ming noticed that Xiao Chong was different from before, and he couldn't help feeling surprised and happy.

"Your Majesty, your eyes?"

"Yes, just as you thought, I can see it." Xiao Chong smiled and said as he changed his clothes, "By the way, where is Uncle Chu? I have to go and thank him for his kindness in saving my life."

Zang Ming got a positive answer and his eyes turned red with excitement.

"God has mercy on you, Your Majesty. Good fortune has come after all the hardships. Wangcheng Mountain is indeed a blessed place for the immortals."

If the prince's eyes can be restored, then what does it matter if he is beaten up by a monkey?

When the two of them went out, Xiao Chong finally saw with his own eyes the little Taoist friend who had given him dates, a golden little monkey who looked very cute.

But when he saw Zang Ming, the little guy was obviously still angry. He stood up, waving a peach wood sword in one hand.

Then he saw Zang Ming being beaten by a monkey.

too fast.

No wonder Zang Ming was beaten so badly. The little Taoist's speed was comparable to that of a master at the peak of his powers. Even if he went on the field himself, he would probably be beaten.

It is indeed the clever monkey raised by Uncle Chu.

Then, he met Uncle Chu, whom he had only heard of but never seen in person.

It was different from what Xiao Chong had imagined, but it seemed reasonable.

In short, the moment he saw Chu Zhao, he felt that if there were true immortals in this world, they must be people like this.

Chu Zhao was wearing a green Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged on the edge of a cliff. There was a breeze around him and colorful clouds above his head.

This is a thousand-foot cliff, next to you is an old pine tree with twisted roots, and under your feet is an endless sea of ​​clouds.

A group of squirrels sat in a row on the pine tree, looking at Chu Zhao below, shaking their heads and throwing the pine nuts in their hands over to him from time to time.

It seemed as if it was testing something, but often the pine nuts would be bounced away by an invisible force before they fell on Chu Zhao. The bounced pine nuts were not messy, but were neatly piled into a small pile.

Xiao Chong looked from afar and saw two squirrels on his shoulders, which were Qingfeng Mingyue running over halfway.

When Qingfeng Mingyue saw Chu Zhao, she jumped off his shoulder in an instant, leaped to Chu Zhao's shoulder in three or two steps, and bared her teeth at the squirrel on the tree.

It seems that the two sides have been holding grudges for a long time.

"Have your eyes recovered?"

Chu Zhao's voice was calm, but it carried a soothing power.

Xiao Chong's originally restless mood instantly became peaceful and tranquil.

He performed a very formal bow with great respect.

"Thank you, Uncle Chu. I am very grateful."

"No need to be so polite." Chu Zhao stood up and waved his hand, asking, "Have you made up your mind?"

Xiao Chong was stunned for a moment, and then he carefully recalled what happened before he fell into a coma, and replied: "I want to hear your opinion."

As if he knew he would answer like this, Chu Zhao said directly: "Speaking of your two masters, your eldest master Yan Zhantian is naturally more powerful, but your character is also very tenacious.

You give me the same feeling as your second master Jin Yu, both of you look like a calm scholar, and you won't show any anger unless it's necessary. And even if you are in a high position, you should learn to control your anger."

"You want me to give up my master's swordsmanship?"

Chu Zhao did not express his opinion, but just smiled faintly and said: "It depends on your choice.

From the perspective of martial arts alone, if you concentrate on following Yan Zhantian to practice swordsmanship, your future achievements will naturally be higher than if you practice the Mianxi technique.

Only when you know how to control your anger can you know how to provoke anger.

In the future, it is possible for you to become a sword immortal.

But if you were a king, it would not be appropriate, I think you should understand. "

Xiao Chong nodded: "Being famous in the world is not what I want."

Understood.

Chu Zhao waved his hand casually, and a secret book of martial arts fell into Xiao Chong's hands.

"Third in the world?"

Xiao Chong murmured the four big words on the cover and couldn't help but be stunned.

If he remembered correctly, this was the sword technique created by his ninth uncle.

"It seems that you know who created this sword technique. In my opinion, you are actually very similar to Xiao Ruofeng in some aspects." Xiao Chong was stunned: "Many people say that I am more like my father, but my sixth brother is more like the ninth uncle."

Chu Zhao nodded, then shook his head: "You are right, your father yearns for the temple and the dragon's roar, Xiao Ruofeng yearns for the free and easy world, you and Xiao Se are like the extension of them.

However, you probably don't know that Xiao Ruofeng is very similar to your father when he was young, but Xiao Ruofeng does not have as deep thoughts as Xiao Ruojin. Xiao Ruofeng had to enter the government, but unfortunately your father let him down in the end.

When your father was young, he was actually okay, otherwise my sister wouldn't have fallen in love with him. As for now... let's not talk about it.

In my opinion, he is trash anyway.

So you'd better be like Xiao Ruofeng, at least he behaves uprightly, but he's quite stupid.

Fortunately, you are not like him in this respect, and I hope you can keep it up. "

Xiao Chong smiled bitterly. He really couldn't respond to this.

After all, a son never speaks of his father's faults.

No matter what, Xiao Ruojin is still his father and treats him pretty well.

Chu Zhao didn't care and glanced at the sword manual in his hand.

"The book on the third best sword technique in the world in your hand has been improved by Li Changsheng and I. It is quite suitable for your practice of the Mianxi technique."

After the sword skills improved by the current and former number one in the world, is it too unfair to call this sword skill the third in the world?
Such a thought flashed through Xiao Chong's mind.

Afterwards, he put away the sword manual as if he had found a treasure and bowed deeply again: "Thank you, Uncle Chu!"

Chu Zhao waved his hand and said, "If you have nothing else to do, go down the mountain. There are many troubles for you down the mountain."

"Junior, please take your leave."

Xiao Chong left.

But not completely gone.

He first found Ye Xiaoying and his daughter, and then the Chu brothers, and had a chat with them. He then stayed on the mountain for another three days before going down.

Not long after Xiao Chong left, Xiao Yu went up the mountain.

At this time, he had been standing in Qingyunju for two full hours.

He was very anxious.

Because of Xiao Chuhe, and also because of Xiao Chuhe, the eyesight of Bai Wang Xiao Chong was healed.

Xiao Chong is actually fine, the key is his sixth brother Xiao Chuhe.

You know, although King Langya died that year, his influence in the court was no less than that of their father.

And his sixth brother, Xiao Chuhe, was trained by King Langya. Those who support King Langya will naturally support Xiao Chuhe.

Xiao Yu even suspected that the reason why Xiao Chuhe was banished from Tianqi was not because he clamored to overturn the case for King Langya, but because the old man was also afraid of him.

There are no fathers and sons in the heavenly family, let alone brothers.

Back then, the old man and their ninth uncle were close relatives, but what was the result?

So when he learned about the relationship between Xiao Chuhe and Chu Zhao, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

If it were in the past, he would certainly not take his sixth brother, who had been deposed and exiled, seriously.

But it’s different now. His sixth brother is the number one person in the world and the nephew of the Emperor of Chu.

Chu Zhao alone is superior to all backgrounds in the world. All so-called backgrounds are false in front of Chu Zhao.

Not to mention, Chu Zhao has the entire Chu State behind him.

So even though he stayed here for two hours without drinking a sip of water or eating a grain of rice, he still had no complaints.

Qingyunju, in the small courtyard.

Chu Zhao and Zhao Yuzhen were playing chess, and Li Hanyi was making tea beside them, like a maid serving them.

Zhao Yuzhen placed a piece, and Chu Zhao did not move, and a chess piece fell on the board.

"Uncle Junior, Junior Brother's wedding is really not going to be held with us?"

Yes, Chu Ye is going to marry Ye Ruoyi.

That’s why there were not many people in Qingyunju, because everyone was busy with the wedding arrangements.

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "The children are all busy. Except for the third child, it is really inconvenient for them to stay for long. Besides, it is not appropriate for you, a great protector of the country, to hold a wedding with my boy."

"Uncle Junior Master, please stop making fun of me." Zhao Yuzhen said helplessly, "As for status, my junior brother and sister are both princes of the Chu State and daughters of a great general. Aren't they much higher than me, a Taoist priest in the mountains?"

Chu Zhao ignored him and turned to look at Li Hanyi: "Come to think of it, Sikong Changfeng and the others have been gone for quite some time, when are you going back?"

Li Hanyi was stunned for a moment, then replied, "I came here today to say goodbye to Uncle Chu."

Chu Zhao hummed and said with a smile: "I won't keep you waiting too long. After I take care of some things, I will go to Xueyue City."

Li Hanyi was not a wooden man, so he naturally understood the meaning of these words. He was also familiar with Chu Zhao's character, so he did not hesitate.

"Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Chu."

Chu Zhao waved his hand and winked at Zhao Yuzhen, who understood and smiled as he admitted defeat.

"My junior uncle is an excellent chess player, but I am not as good as him. I will send him some winter clothes."

Chu Zhao waved his hand, and before Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen could react, he felt the passage of time. When they came to their senses, they had reached a deserted place on the mountainside.

After seeing off Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen, he called in Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Yu, meet Uncle Master."

The Red King Xiao Yu brought Long Xie and Yan Sen into the courtyard and bowed their heads.

But before he bowed, he felt an invisible force stopping him.

Xiao Yu looked up in astonishment, and saw Chu Zhao, who looked so good-looking that he looked unrecognizable, with a strange look on his face: "Wait a minute, why is he Uncle Master?"

"I heard from my mother that my uncle is my brother's uncle, so he is also my uncle."

Chu Zhao was stunned: "According to what you said, I am still your sixth brother's uncle."

"Nephew Xiao Yu, meet your uncle!"

"You are good at taking advantage of others. Just call me uncle." Chu Zhao couldn't help but smile and waved his hand, saying, "I don't like these empty formalities. Since you are here, please sit down. It's not that I ignored you on purpose. It's just that we had guests here. Please don't blame me, Your Highness the Red King."

Xiao Yu was startled and hurriedly bowed again: "How dare I, nephew, Uncle Chu, embarrass me."

He had already seen the scattered chessboard and three cups of tea.

Obviously, there was a guest here just now.

And given this person's status and position, there is no need for him to deceive himself.

But Chu Zhao's explanation still made him feel as if he had drunk a bowl of hot water in the cold winter, and he felt much more relieved.

Therefore, Xiao Yu became more respectful when performing the ceremony.

"Do you know that your second brother, His Royal Highness the White King, came here some time ago?"

Xiao Yu was stunned, as if he didn't expect Chu Zhao to ask such a question.

He rolled his eyes and replied, "Nephew knows that if my second brother has offended Uncle Chu in any way, I hope Uncle Chu will not blame me. My second brother has been blind since childhood, so his temperament is a bit strange."

"You are all my nephew's brothers, and you all call me uncle. How could I blame your brother for something?" Chu Zhao smiled and said, "By the way, you may not know that I have already cured his eyes."

Xiao Yu broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn it, I actually forgot that I was facing the number one person in the world, the Emperor of Chu.

How could such a low-level trick be hidden from this person's discerning eyes?

"Uncle Chu, I..."

Chu Zhao couldn't say that he liked Xiao Yu, nor did he dislike him.

Since he could accept Xiao Xie back then, he could naturally accommodate Xiao Yu now.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm not a cannibal." Chu Zhao interrupted with a smile, "I'm different from your father. I don't have so many rules. The game just now is not over. How about we continue?"

"That nephew made a fool of himself."

Chu Zhao waved his hand, and the scattered chessboard instantly returned to its original state.

Xiao Yu was shocked, and then sat down in the seat where Zhao Yuzhen had sat before...

(End of this chapter)