I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 286 Taoist Priest Descends from the Mountain
On top of Wangcheng Mountain.

Qingyunju is very lively today, because it is only a few days after the wedding and it is time for everyone to say goodbye, so a banquet is naturally inevitable.

Ye Xiaoying was talking to his daughter and son-in-law.

He was quite satisfied with his son-in-law Chu Ye. After all, he had chosen him himself.

But no matter how satisfied he was, he still had to punish her. He probably couldn't let Ye Ruoyi suffer any injustice, otherwise he would bring a large army to fight Chu Ye to the death.

As for his daughter Ye Ruoyi, his eyes were full of reluctance. He hoped that his daughter would not endure the grievances she suffered, and directly reply to Tianqi.

Of course, in addition to some instructions, I just wish the young couple happiness and hope that he can have his grandson as soon as possible.

Ye Xiaoying had a yard at the foot of the mountain. After his daughter gave birth to a child, he resigned from his official position and settled in Wangcheng Mountain.

On the other side, Chu Zhao was not so sad and looked at Ming Hou with some curiosity.

"Why didn't you do anything when Xiao Yu came up the mountain?"

Ming Hou was silent for a moment, then replied, "I suddenly figured it out. Although the Red King took over the power of the Shadow Sect, our Xie family's case actually had nothing to do with him. I really shouldn't have placed my hatred on an innocent person like Xiao Yu. The murderer, Elder Tianquan, is dead, and I have avenged my family. From now on, I will stay on Wangcheng Mountain and practice Taoism in peace."

At the end, Ming Hou laughed.

"Stay in Wangcheng Mountain to practice Taoism?" Chu Zhao was stunned: "Not going to Nanjue with Yueji and the others?"

Ming Hou shook his head: "No, I want to worship at Wangcheng Mountain."

Because of Yue Kang's appearance, the relationship between Ming Hou and Yue Ji did not develop into love. Ming Hou always treated Yue Ji as his own sister. It was inappropriate for him, as a brother, to go with the couple on their wedding trip to Nanjue.

So, he decided to stay.

I don’t dare to think about becoming Chu Zhao’s disciple, I just want to become a disciple of Wangcheng Mountain.

"It's not bad to stay in Wangcheng Mountain. Do you want to become my disciple?"

"Ah? Thank you, Master!" Ming Hou did not expect such an unexpected surprise and bowed down directly.

Frankly speaking, Chu Zhao actually looked down upon Ming Hou's talent, but Ming Hou happened to be his daughter-in-law's sworn brother. Since the other party had decided to enter Wangcheng Mountain, it would be somewhat unkind of him not to accept him as his disciple.

In this way, Minghou stayed in Wangcheng Mountain and became a Taoist priest.

Later, he went down the mountain with his fellow disciples to see patients. He met a girl, and she gave birth to several big fat boys. It can be said that he had a happy and perfect ending.

Of course, this is something for later, let’s not mention it for now.

After discussing the apprenticeship matters with Lord Ming, Chu Zhao turned to look at his two sons.

"Is your eldest brother preparing for war?"

"Dad, what are you talking about? We love peace." Yue Kang said with a smile.

Chu Zhao said angrily: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Yue Kang was preparing to take his wife to Nanjue. The fourth brother Chu Wei and the seventh brother Chu Xinghe went to Tianqi City and Beiman respectively early in the morning. He would never believe that Chu An had no arrangements for these brothers.

Yue Kang laughed awkwardly.

The fifth brother Chu Yang had no intention of hiding anything and was ready to tell everything. However, before he could even open his mouth, he heard his father say, "You don't need to tell me your plan. I have worked so hard for so many years and finally got rid of the burden. Only a fool would take it up on his own initiative.

"Old Five, go back and tell the eldest brother that he is the emperor of Chu. No matter what he does, I, as his father, will support him. But one thing is, tell him to think more about the common people and not follow the old path of Beili."

"Dad, don't worry. As long as you enter our Chu State, you are our Chu State citizen. We will definitely treat everyone equally."

"That's all. Let's have a good drink today, and you can go about your business tomorrow. Remember, no matter what you do, you must..."

“Pay attention to your own safety.”

Yue Kang and Chu Yang took over the rest of the conversation and burst into laughter.

And so, the group went down the mountain early the next morning.

Afterwards, Chu Zhao accepted Ming Hou as his disciple and began to guide his disciple in his practice.

Practicing in the mountains, the years pass without a trace.

It has been more than a month since Yue Kang and his friends left.

Chu Zhao almost became a salted fish, tossing and turning in the sun every day.

However, Ming Hou and Li Fansong suffered.

"Hey, Master, be gentle."

Wang Yixing, a former disciple of Wangcheng Mountain, kindly picked up Li Fansong and flew him away, with the peach wood sword in his hand waving and hitting him continuously.

There is no other way. My junior brother and uncle are too lazy, so the responsibility of teaching them will be left to him.

In fact, he originally wanted to discipline his fellow apprentice, Chu Zhao's son. At that time, he felt that his spring had come.

If I can’t beat you, then how can I beat your son?
All the hardships I endured and the tears I shed back then, no matter what, I have to think about it... Hahaha, it makes me happy just thinking about it.

Then, he found that he couldn't win.

In desperation, they could only shift their target.

If I can't beat your son, it should be okay to beat your apprentice.

Ye Ruoyi is Chu Ye’s wife, so there is no need for him to take action. After all, he couldn’t even beat Chu Ye, so he naturally didn’t have the face to talk about teaching Ye Ruoyi.

As for Sikong Qianluo, she had good aptitude and practiced martial arts very hard, so Wang Yihang felt embarrassed to bully a girl.

Besides, the junior uncle taught that girl a set of spear skills. With a long spear, he was able to turn steel into something as soft as silk. As the eldest senior brother, he really had nothing to teach her.

After all, how dare he find fault with Junior Master's marksmanship?

So after all the calculations, the only option is to train the Marquis of Hell.

Then, Zhao Yuzhen sent Li Fansong over and told him when Li Fansong would enter Xiaoyao and when he would leave Qingyunju.

In this way, the two were beaten every day for a month.

"Junior Brother Yun Ming, come and spar with Xiao Songzi."

Yun Ming is the Taoist name of Ming Hou.

Hearing Wang Yihang's shouts, Ming Hou, who was squatting aside and watching the show with Xiao Feixuan, couldn't help but shudder.

It would be fine if he was "instructed" by Wang Yixing first, and then when he practiced with Li Fansong, Li Fansong would at least give him, his uncle, some face.

But if Li Fansong was "instructed" first, then his nephew Li Fansong would not give him any face and would beat him as a way of venting his anger.

It's called a competition, but in fact it's just a beating.

Seeing Ming Hou coming on the court, Xiao Feixuan immediately encouraged the two of them.

"Come on, Junior Master!"

"Come on, Uncle Master Yun Ming!"

Ming Hou had just entered the realm of freedom, but Li Fansong was now at the peak of the realm of freedom, a true half-step free and unrestrained.

You can't beat them, no matter how hard you try, you can't beat them, so this is a one-sided beating.

Seeing Lord Ming being beaten, Wang Yihang nodded with satisfaction, walked to Chu Zhao, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"That's enough. Xiao Songzi is still a child. You were too harsh."

Chu Zhao's voice sounded a little muffled.

Wang Yihang drank his tea leisurely before rolling his eyes: "Uncle Junior Master, I was also a child back then."

"I did that for your own good."

"What a coincidence. I am doing this for their own good."

Chu Zhao sat up from the recliner and looked up at the sky: "The weather is good today, can I give you some advice as your uncle?"

Wang Yixing drank a sip of tea leisurely, stretched out his hand and a dark cloud floated in the sky.

In an instant, water vapor filled the air.

"Oh, it looks like it's going to rain, and I remembered I still have some clothes to pack."

Chu Zhao rolled his eyes at him, lay back down, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, raised his hand and stirred them, and instantly a strong wind blew with lightning and thunder.

"This makes it more likely that the weather will get hotter and it will rain soon."

Afterwards, drizzle fell within a hundred miles of Wangcheng Mountain.

Wang Yihang, who had stood up, sat down again and said with a smile, "Master Junior, when are you going to Xueyue City?"

"The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is. Your junior brother is not anxious either, so why are you anxious?" Before he finished speaking, a figure in purple clothes floated over.

"Master Junior, who said I'm not anxious? I am anxious."

It was obvious that the person coming was Zhao Yuzhen.

Chu Zhao glanced at him and counted on his fingers: "Well, let's go when the Hundred Flowers Festival in Xueyue City comes. It's a good opportunity for us to join in the fun of the Hundred Flowers Festival."

"The Hundred Flowers Festival, that's still some time away."

The Hundred Flowers Festival in Xueyue City is held around April every year. It’s only March now, so there’s still a month left.

"If you miss her so much, then go first. I haven't tied your feet to stop you from going."

At this moment, Li Fansong, who was fighting nearby, suddenly stopped and was almost hit by a knife from Ming Hou.

Zhao Yuzhen immediately looked over and said, "Is this... a breakthrough?"

In fact, just as Zhao Yuzhen said, Li Fansong was about to break through.

In just a cup of tea, his aura broke through from the peak of the Free Earth Realm to the Free Heaven Realm.

"Master, Master, I am free and happy."

Li Fansong cried with joy. Now that he was free from all worries, he finally wouldn't have to get beaten.

Zhao Yuzhen was quite pleased that his disciple had achieved the state of freedom, and patted Li Fansong on the shoulder.

"Don't be sad. I understand your feelings. After all, at your age, your junior uncle has already entered a trance. Even when I was your age, I would have become a sword immortal."

Li Fansong's tears of joy suddenly stopped.

No, I was crying for joy. I was happy. How could that make me sad?
But after listening to Zhao Yuzhen's words, Li Fansong suddenly felt that what his master said made sense.

"Fei Xuan, do you think I am a loser?"

Feixuan ate the melon and nodded subconsciously, then shook his head: "Not really, Junior Master, you are still very powerful.

Look at Grand-master Uncle Yun Ming. He is much older than you, and he has just entered the realm of freedom.

And there is also the eldest female master-uncle, who is not even at the Vajra mortal level.

If you can't get over it, it would be more refreshing to jump off Qingyun Peak. Why do you want to compete with your great-grandmaster uncle and great-grandmaster uncle?"

Li Fansong's face turned dark. You said you would comfort her, so just comfort her. What does nodding mean?
Doesn't this still mean that I'm a waste?
Zhao Yuzhen ignored his depressed disciple and continued talking about the previous topic with Chu Zhao.

"Uncle Junior Master, is it against the rules for me to bring this up?"

"Just tell me whether you miss her or not?"

Zhao Yuzhen nodded honestly: "I do."

"That's all, remember to bring Sikong Qianluo and the others with you, so I can save myself the trouble later."

Chu Zhao finished speaking and floated away.

Without thinking, I knew that he went to find those two aunts.

Wang Yihang patted Zhao Yuzhen on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you have followed the rules for so many years. Now that you have escaped from the cage, you should do what you want.

Brother, please get ready and go to Xueyue City with you.

Come to think of it, I haven't been to Xueyue City yet, Junior Brother, hurry up."

Zhao Yuzhen was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

Whether it is the junior uncle or the eldest senior brother, they all do not follow the rules. As the eldest senior brother said, he, Zhao Yuzhen, has followed the rules for so many years. Now that he has broken free from the cage, he should do what he wants.

People who practice Taoism should be free and unrestrained. To hell with all the rules.

I just want to see the fairy, but can’t I go?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuzhen shouted, "Fansong, go to Xiaoyao Palace to inform your uncle and the others. Pack up and we will go down the mountain to Xueyue City."

So, a group of Taoists came down the mountain.

Cars rattled and horses rustled.

At noon that day, three inconspicuous carriages quietly set out from the foot of Wangcheng Mountain and headed towards Xueyue City.

In addition to Master and Apprentice Zhao Yuzhen, there were also Chu Ye, Ye Ruoyi, Sikong Qianluo, Xiao Feixuan, Wang Yixing's family, and Xuan Ling who was riding a donkey.

……

Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, Leijiabao.

Lei Hong is treating Lei Qianhu for the cold poison.

When the Demon Cult marched eastward, You Bing led the army to attack Lei Family Fort. Lei Qianhu fought head-on with the Five Thunder Heavenly Fist. Although he won, he was also infected with a cold poison, which had not been cured for many years.

As a result, Lei Hong was forced to learn medical skills.

"Brother Hong, I have some news that I think I need to let you know."

"Oh? About Lei Wujie? That brat, he didn't learn any skills yet, so he went out to travel the world, but what kind of trouble did he cause?"

Lei Qianhu shook his head: "That kid is more promising than you. He entered Xueyue City and became the disciple of that man."

Lei Hong paused as he was preparing the medicinal herbs, then returned to normal.

"so what?"

"She's getting engaged."

This time Lei Hong was completely frozen, and it took a long time before he slowly returned to normal.

"With whom?"

"Wangcheng Mountain, Dao Sword Immortal!"

Lei Hong was silent for a while before he laughed in a nonchalant manner.

"Yes, I should have thought it was his, and it could only be him.

In this whole world, who else but him can be worthy of her?

She said that year that if I reached the level of Sword Immortal, she would give me a chance.

Unfortunately, after so many years, I am no longer the silly boy I used to be. "

Lei Hong smiled bitterly: "She is getting engaged. No matter what, we in the Lei Clan should present her with a gift."

Lei Qianhu looked at him forcing a smile, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed.

"Do you want to go..."

Before he finished speaking, Lei Hong interrupted him and asked, "What will you do after you go there? Compete with Zhao Yuzhen? Or ask her to keep the opportunity?

Not to mention that I haven't even reached the realm of Sword Immortal yet, what will you do if I leave?"

Lei Qianhu grabbed Lei Hong's hand and said, "Brother Hong, I know my body well. I feel like I won't survive this winter."

"Bullshit! I'm here and I won't let you die."

"If you had a way, you would have used it long ago. Why would you use the method of fighting poison with poison given by the Wen family?" Lei Qianhu was open-minded and smiled with relief: "Brother Hong, I think this year's hero banquet will be hosted by my Lei family."

A trace of sadness flashed across Lei Hong's eyes: "I remember that you never liked these excitements."

Lei Qianhu nodded, but before he could say anything, the door of the courtyard suddenly opened.

Both of them were stunned. On ordinary days, no one would come to this small courtyard except a few children.

Moreover, none of the disciples were brave enough to push the door open and walk in.

But when they saw the person coming, they were stunned again.

"Why, you don't recognize me?"

Lei Qianhu looked incredulous, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Brother, you, you're back?"

Lei Yunhe looked at his brother with gray hair and half of his face destroyed, and felt sad for a moment.

"Qianhu, you have suffered a lot over the years."

Lei Hong didn't say anything, he just stepped forward and punched him, tears in his eyes: "For so many years, I thought you were dead out there."

Lei Yunhe also had tears in his eyes. He rubbed the place where he was hit and grinned.

"I almost died, but luckily God didn't take me away."

(End of this chapter)