I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 291: Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Purifies the Heavenly Demon
"It's normal that you don't notice it. He cultivates a righteous spirit."

Chu Zhao appeared beside Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng. Qingfeng Mingyue smelled his scent and immediately jumped from the two of them to his shoulders.

Among them, Qingfeng was still shaking a little, pointing at Baili Dongjun and squeaking non-stop, as if accusing Baili Dongjun of being stingy.

"But the Confucian integrity and righteousness? Isn't this accumulated through reading? Is there a method of cultivation?" Baili Dongjun looked puzzled.

Chu Zhao rubbed the two little guys' heads, calmed Qingfeng down, and then said, "He figured it out by himself. Most people can't detect it, only people who study can feel it."

And it has to be people who have studied and cultivated themselves, such as the little Confucian sage in Beili Academy, Gu Chen, Xie Xuan, Chen Ru from Chu State, etc. Of course, there is no need to say this to Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng thought about it and asked, "Is it similar to Xie Xuan, who became a swordsman after studying hard?"

"That's about right." Chu Zhao smiled and looked at Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian who were fighting in the field: "How did they start fighting?"

Speaking of this, Baili Dongjun couldn't help laughing.

"Qianluo said that she had never done anything as famous as breaking into the Dengtian Pavilion, so she came to the pavilion under the name of a disciple of Wangcheng Mountain. I don't know who she learned this from."

As expected, he learned it from Chu Ye.

After all, Chu Ye’s previous attempt to break into Wangcheng Mountain is still something that the disciples of Wangcheng Mountain talk about with relish, and Sikong Qianluo probably followed suit.

Chu Zhao's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he changed the subject: "How about my disciple?"

Sikong Changfeng sighed, stood up, and bowed solemnly to Chu Zhao.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Chu. From now on, I, your daughter, will completely rely on you."

Chu Zhao helped him up, waved his hand and said with a smile: "This is really unorthodox. She is my disciple, so I will naturally be attentive. What about others?"

"Each of you disciples of Wangcheng Mountain is not simple. Tang Lian couldn't keep him, so she followed Lei Wujie to Cangshan."

Chu Zhao understood, stopped the two people on the scene, and led the group to Cangshan Mountain.

Tonight, the top of Cangshan Mountain is filled with the smell of wine.

Because tonight's banquet is considered to be a private engagement party for Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi.

Wine does not intoxicate people, people intoxicate themselves.

Baili Dongjun was drunk.

Sikong Changfeng was also drunk.

Lei Wujie opened his mouth wide and stuffed Qingfeng's head into his mouth. Qingfeng hit him hard twice and then jumped on his head and pulled his hair.

Luo Yue was a sad person to begin with. Seeing her good sister and her lover finally get married, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, she was overwhelmed with grief and burst into tears. She was carried back to the room in Li Hanyi's princess embrace.

Yue Qing was still relatively sober. She glanced at Baili Dongjun, who seemed to have regained his youthful spirit and was laughing and joking with Sikong Changfeng. A hint of relief flashed in her eyes, and she took Yue Yao and the others down the mountain.

Among the younger generation, Xiao Se, who was a serious-minded person, was drunk by Chu Zhao and Chu Ye in just a few seconds.

This child is always tense, which is not good for his health.

He was sleeping soundly on the wine table. It was obvious that he had a good drinking habit.

Sikong Qianluo was also drunk. He put one leg in Xiao Se's arms, seemed to have regained some clarity of mind, and kicked Xiao Se to the ground.

As for Li Fansong and Xiao Feixuan, they were also drunk and were taken down the mountain early by Xuan Ling and Luo Mingxuan.

Currently on Cangshan Mountain, the only young people who are still sober are Chu Ye and Tang Lian.

Chu Zhao yawned and said, "I'll leave it to you. I'll have a few words with Tang Lian."

Chu Ye was a man who was good at playing tricks. Upon hearing that, he jumped down the mountain to find his wife, leaving the task of cleaning up the drunkard to Zhao Yuzhen.

Zhao Yuzhen, who had set a wedding date, was particularly happy today. Naturally, she didn't care about these things. Even when she went to move Lei Wujie and was vomited all over by her brother-in-law, she was still smiling.

"Senior Chu."

"Well, don't be so reserved. Sit down."

The moon was bright in the sky and the breeze was gentle. It was already a bit hot in Xueyue City in early summer, but it was quite cool on top of Cangshan Mountain.

Chu Zhao handed over a cup of hot tea: "How do you feel about today's battle?"

Tang Lian thanked him, thought for a moment, and then replied, "The eldest lady has made great progress. It can be seen that she still has some hidden skills that she has not yet used.

If it is a fight to the death, I am not afraid, but the best outcome is that both sides will suffer losses.

In fact, it was Brother Lei who surprised me the most.”

Mentioning Lei Wujie, Tang Lian couldn't help but sigh.

"When I first met him, he was just a rookie in the Vajra Mortal Realm. After he came to Xueyue City, he fought with Elder Lei Yunhe in Dengtian Pavilion for half an hour, and he was still full of energy... I heard from Third Master that his internal strength is somewhat similar to the Autumn Water Art created by the Grandmaster, like a hundred rivers flowing into a river, domineering and fierce, but also gentle like water, and his internal strength is endless and inexhaustible. If you meet him, unless you knock him down in one go, Brother Lei will definitely be a nightmare. He can wear you down. I fought with him today and I was deeply touched."

"Sikong Changfeng still has a good eye. The internal energy I taught Lei Wujie was indeed adapted from the Autumn Water Art." Chu Zhao smiled and took out a book and handed it to Tang Lian.

"I have always been optimistic about you young people. I wrote this book for you, titled: Six-Armed Nezha.

This Kung Fu is suitable for your Tang Sect's Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers technique, and it is not only a hidden weapon technique, but also a boxing technique.

If one day you can’t use Tang Sect’s Kung Fu, this Kung Fu will come in handy.”

Although there is no dark river in Beili now, there is no guarantee that other organizations will appear.

Tang Lian was a little confused. Can’t I use Tang Sect’s Kung Fu?
Why?

But seeing that Chu Zhao had no intention of explaining, he had no choice but to suppress his doubts.

"Senior, this is too precious. I feel unworthy of it."

"I dare not refuse the elder's gift. Chu Zhao has many good things on him. Collect them quickly."

Baili Dongjun sobered up at some point, grabbed the letter and stuffed it into Tang Lian's hands.

"Thank you so much, senior!"

"You're welcome. You and I are destined to be together. You youngsters will always have your own world. Everything will be fine in the future." Chu Zhao waved his hand and said with a smile: "By the way, how are you and that girl doing?"

Tang Lian suddenly became shy: "After I go back to the Tang Sect to report to my parents and Master Lianyue, I will go to San Gucheng to propose marriage."

Chu Zhao smiled and nodded, then took out a small jade sword: "This is my engagement gift to you. If you encounter a life-threatening situation, you can use the jade sword to kill it."

Tang Lian was deeply moved and stood up and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your love and care, I will always be grateful."

Chu Zhao shook his head and laughed: "You are too strict with rules. The Chuitian Heart Method and Haiyang Boxing Method taught to you by Baili Dongjun are actually free and easy skills, but they are obviously not suitable for you. My Six-Armed Nezha is very suitable for you. Practice well."

"Yes!"

Chu Zhao yawned and waved his hand: "It's getting late. You young people can stay up late, but I can't. You take your time to read it. If you don't understand something, ask your master. I'm going to rest now."

Tang Lian bowed and saw him off. She watched Chu Zhao transform into a wisp of breeze and disappear before her eyes. It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"Master, can you do this?"

"Little Tanglian, you are really asking for trouble." Baili Dongjun glared at his disciple and said, looking at the scroll in his hand, "Six-armed Nezha, what a strange name. Hurry up and open it and take a look."

With the help of moonlight, Tang Lian opened the scroll, and the master and disciple began to read it. The more they read, the more shocked they became, and the more fascinated they became.

Finally, Baili Dongjun couldn't help but exclaimed: "This Kung Fu is really suitable for you Tang Sect members. It seems that he created this Kung Fu for you. It is both a hidden weapon technique and a boxing technique. Practice well. If you don't understand, come and ask me."

Tang Lian nodded, it was indeed suitable for people from the Tang Sect.

After mastering this skill, it is as if a person has grown six arms, and can be flawless whether attacking or defending.

If one were to use this skill to perform the Tang Sect's Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers... Tang Lian imagined it and couldn't help but feel shaken.

The next day, early in the morning.

The mornings in Xueyue City are always lively and full of the flavor of life.

Early in the morning, Xiao Se was running for his life.

Because this woman Sikong Qianluo claimed that he hugged her thigh last night, he is really a lecher and a filthy hooligan.

Xiao Se felt that he was wronged because he had no recollection of what happened last night. He guessed that bitch Sikong Qianluo had gone crazy again and was deliberately looking for trouble with him.

Lei Wujie didn't know when he came down the mountain. He squatted at the door and looked at the mirror. Xiao Se had run past him three times, but he was still looking at the mirror, or rather, himself in the mirror.

He couldn't figure out how he got those two dark purple circles under his eyes. He did drink too much last night, could it be that he got drunk and got beaten up?
But why are the others fine?
Lei Wujie was puzzled.

Tang Lian was holding a book and gesticulating as he walked, and Lei Wujie grabbed him.

"Big Brother, were you drunk last night?"

Tang Lian was stunned for a moment: "No, what's wrong?"

"Did I get beaten up?"

"No."

Lei Wujie was indeed not beaten by anyone, he was just beaten by a squirrel.

Lei Wujie did not doubt Tang Lian and asked curiously, "Big Brother, what are you looking at?"

"The martial arts secret manual given by Senior Chu." Tang Lian said, and suddenly remembered that Lei Wujie also practiced boxing, so she asked: "Do you want to take a look?"

It would definitely not be appropriate to pass this Kung Fu on to the Tang Sect disciples, but there would be no problem passing it on to Lei Wujie.

After all, everyone knows that Second Master and Lei Wujie have a close relationship with Senior Chu, so it goes without saying that Senior Chu wouldn't mind.

"Forget it, you can't chew too much." Lei Wujie shook his head.

You know, in addition to the Leimen Kung Fu he learned early on, he also had the internal energy and the boxing technique taught to him by Chu Zhao, the Great Arhat Vajra Subduing Demon Magical Power taught to him by Wuxin, the Leimen Thunder and the Two Fingers of Loss of Mind taught to him by Lei Yunhe, as well as the swordsmanship and mental skills taught to him by his sister and master.

He has learned too many martial arts, and they are all top-notch and advanced martial arts. He cannot practice them all, so how can he have time to practice another martial art?

"That's right, I'll be leaving first then."

"Well, take care, big brother."

Tang Lian nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "By the way, the Hundred Flowers Festival will be held in a few days. It is our annual grand event in Xueyue City. Do you want to invite Miss Xu?"

"Go, must go."

Lei Wujie was about to leave excitedly, but was stopped by Tang Lian.

"Wait a moment."

"Big Brother, what else?"

"Don't tell your master about this. Third Master said that anyone can come, but Li Hanyi must not come."

"What's wrong?" Lei Wujie asked puzzledly.

Tang Lian smiled: "Maybe you are afraid that your master will strike with a sword, and then all the flowers in the Hundred Flowers Festival will become bald."

"My master... not that bad."

"It's too much, let me tell you..."

On top of Cangshan Mountain, Li Hanyi had no idea that Tang Lian and his brother were plotting against him.

She had just finished breakfast with Zhao Yuzhen and was about to go down the mountain, but she didn't expect Chu Zhao and his wife and their two companions to come up.

"Junior Master, why did you go up the mountain?" Zhao Yuzhen asked.

"I've given you a betrothal gift before, but not a gift for the wedding." Chu Zhao smiled, took out a jade token and handed it to Li Hanyi: "This is a mental method and also a sword method, named "The Highest Good is Like Water".

The Zhishui sword technique that you practice is similar to the Tianhan sword technique that I taught you, to some extent. I think that's why Li Changsheng taught you the Zhishui sword technique.

But now that you are about to get engaged and married, how can you remain calm?

However, water has no constant state or shape. The highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without contention, and so it is close to the Tao.

This "The Highest Good is Like Water" can be seen as something that guides the flow of water, and is the method of Taoist swordsmanship.

If you can understand it, wandering is just the beginning. "

Li Hanyi thanked him, and the moment he took the jade token, he seemed to hear the sound of gurgling water. In an instant, his mind seemed to be pulled into another space, and he instinctively sat down cross-legged.

"Uncle Junior, what is this?"

"Some things cannot be recorded in current words, because current words cannot convey the artistic conception. This is my wedding gift to you."

Zhao Yuzhen was stunned for a moment: "Master Junior, you won't attend our wedding?"

"Well, I can't make it to your wedding. I have to go west and leave after the Hundred Flowers Festival."

Zhao Yuzhen opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Because an illusory black figure appeared not far from them, which looked like Li Hanyi's shadow, giving people a very distorted feeling.

It can be seen that the phantom originally wanted to enter Li Hanyi's body, but because it was afraid of something, it did not rush towards Li Hanyi at the first time.

At almost the same time when the phantom appeared, Baili Dongjun, who had sensed something, also appeared on Cangshan Mountain and stood beside Zhao Yuzhen.

"Is this the demon?"

"What demon?"

Sikong Changfeng arrived with a gun in hand. He was stunned at first, then looked at the black figure staring at them, and asked in surprise: "What the hell is this?"

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "It is indeed a ghost thing."

Sikong Changfeng was stunned: "Why does it feel familiar?"

"Because you have seen Wangyou."

After hearing what Chu Zhao said, Sikong Changfeng suddenly understood: "No wonder, but compared to Master Wangyou's soul, this ghost thing gives me a very distorted feeling."

If Wangyou's soul was filled with light and righteousness, then the black shadow in front of him was the exact opposite, dark and filthy, as if filled with all negative emotions.

Chu Zhao nodded and looked at Baili Dongjun: "It seems that Li Changsheng told you a lot of things."

Baili Dongjun stared at the shadow, hummed and said nothing.

“This can be considered a celestial demon, but it’s still a little bit inferior to the real celestial demon. But it’s enough.” Chu Zhao said, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed Chu Ye, Ye Ruoyi and Sikong Qianluo and brought them up the mountain.

"Watch out, you three. And you, Zhao Yuzhen. Today I will teach you a method, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

Sikong Qianluo was still in a daze when he saw a huge shadow appear behind Chu Zhao, with a clear aura surrounding it.

Holding a sword in his left hand, he represents Heaven and Earth.

The right hand condenses the Dharma, which is called sentient beings.

Behind the brain, the yin and yang energies form the Tai Chi, which rotates endlessly. Under the feet, he steps on the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and the body is covered with the sun, moon, and stars, and is surrounded by thunder.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuzhen was shocked and said, "Is this... the Primordial Spirit is reborn, and it can imitate the laws of heaven and earth?!"

"I guess so. This world has many restrictions. It is just an illusion and cannot be solidified. But it is enough."

Chu Zhao raised his hand, and the Dharma body behind him also raised his hand.

"The clouds in the sky are stirring, the divine thunder is slaying the evil, the skies are clear, and my teachings are flourishing.

The magnificent power of heaven turns into divine thunder, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder falls! "

There seemed to be a panicky voice, echoing between heaven and earth.

Although the people present did not hear any sound, they could feel thunderclouds rolling in the sky.

A purple lightning seemed to pass through the space in an instant and struck the black shadow.

The black shadow dissipated instantly, and the entire top of Cangshan Mountain was suddenly filled with fresh air.

Soon, a woman's roar came as if from the clouds.

"Chu Zhao, you're looking for death!"

Hearing this furious roar, Zhao Yuzhen was stunned and asked, "Uncle Junior Master, what is this?"

"The Sky Demon Girl."

"It is said that when the Buddha attained enlightenment, it was the female demon who lured the Buddha into the path of evil?" Sikong Changfeng asked curiously.

Without waiting for Chu Zhao to speak, Baili Dongjun shook his head and said, "The Heavenly Demon Girl is the owner of the Paradise Tower in the upper realm. She calls herself the Heavenly Demon Girl Bodhisattva. I heard from Master that she cultivates the power of the inner demon. She is a figure from thousands of years ago, and her original name can no longer be traced."

(End of this chapter)