I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 422: Peerless Grandma
In the current situation, we definitely cannot fight.

It would be best if they could make peace, but if not, Dugu Yifang can only say sorry to Ying Xun.

He did not deny that Ying Xun was very worth winning over.

But if he turned against Xiongba just to win Xun, and did it in the Tianxiahui's base, Dugu Yifang thought it would be totally not worth it.

However, Dugu Yifang just didn't want to fall out with Xiongba for Ying Xun, but it didn't mean that anyone could attack Ying Xun in front of him. At least Bu Jingyun was not qualified at the moment.

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was about to take action, Dugu Yifang just gave Xiongba a look.

The general meaning is, don’t you care about your apprentice?

Xiong Ba obviously understood what his eyes meant. He stopped Bu Jingyun and said to Dugu Yifang with a smile, "If I must kill him today, what will you do, brother Dugu?"

"I will do my best to protect him."

It's just polite talk, just listen to it, anyone who takes it seriously is a fool.

Xiong Ba was silent for a moment, then smiled proudly and said, "How about this, Brother Dugu, let's have a fight. If I am lucky enough to win, he will be at my mercy. If Brother Dugu wins, you can take him away."

Even if Dugu Yifang saw that Xiongba was injured, he was not sure of defeating Xiongba. However, Xiongba had already said so much, if he showed his weakness, would he and Wushuang City still have the face to survive in the martial arts world? !

Just when Dugu Yifang was about to agree, Ying Xun stood up.

"Speaking of which, you are deciding my life or death, so shouldn't you ask me, the person involved?"

With the stairs down, Dugu Yifang no longer confronted Xiongba and hurriedly asked, "Brother Ying, are you okay?"

At this time, although Ying Xun had not recovered from his injuries, he had temporarily suppressed his internal injuries. He smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern, Brother Dugu. However, I am not from your Wushuang City, and there is no deep hatred between me and Gang Leader Xiong. Let me handle this myself."

After saying that, he turned to look at Xiong Ba: "Boss Xiong, although you may not believe what I said, I am indeed not from Wushuang City, and it is not that easy for you to kill me. Although I am not as good as you, I can still drag you to death with me. Instead of both of us getting hurt, why don't we talk?"

Seeing that Ying Xun seemed fine, Xiongba was a little frightened. He was not sure whether Ying Xun still had the strength to fight.

If there was, he was sure that Dugu Yifang, who was watching closely from the side, would not stand idly by, and he would be in danger then.

So, Xiong Ba nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will chat with my nephew. You all can go down and entertain the Lord of Dugu City for me."

The last half of the sentence was obviously meant for Qin Shuang and Dugu Yifang.

"Lord Dugu, please."

Qin Shuang made a gesture to invite them in, but Dugu Yifang did not move. Instead, he looked at Ying Xun. Seeing him nod, he followed Qin Shuang and the others to leave the lakeside cottage.

No one knew what the two talked about, all we knew was that Xiongba left the lakeside cottage with a gloomy face.

Then, he immediately summoned his three disciples to track down the whereabouts of the clay Buddha.

As for Ying Xun, after recuperating in the small building in the middle of the lake for two days, he left the Tianxia Association with Youruo.

"Damn Taoist priest, what did you say to my father that made him agree to let me leave Tianxiahui with you?"

"A secret I can't tell you."

"Humph, who wants to hear that?" Youruo snorted coldly, then asked, "Damn Taoist priest, where are we going?"

"First, go to Wushuang City to see the old Sword Saint, and then go to Lingyun Cave."

The reason why Ying Xun was defeated by Xiongba was not because his martial arts skills were not as good as Xiongba's, but because his internal strength was not as good as Xiongba's. If their skills were almost the same, that sword, Yaori, would have taken Xiongba's life.

For Ying Xun right now, improving internal strength is the most urgent thing, and the best way to improve internal strength is to take natural treasures.

In the world of Fengyun, Blood Bodhi can cure serious injuries and increase power without injuries. It is naturally a good thing that cannot be missed.

Come to think of it, it was because he had eaten a lot of good things and improved his skills when he was treating the Sword Saint in Jianyu before, that he took the risk to fight with Xiongba. Otherwise, he would have turned around and left at that time.

Thinking about this, Ying Xun suddenly discovered a problem.

That is, his efficiency in collecting rare treasures by himself is far lower than that of the big forces.

Do you want to form a gang force?

Just as he was thinking about it, Youruo beside him suddenly shouted excitedly: "Smelly Taoist, look, it's a wild boar, it's a little wild boar, so cute."

Ying Xun: “…”

"Damn Taoist priest, what kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful."

"This flower is very common, it's called wisteria, and it can be used as medicine."

"I have lived in the lakeside cottage since I was a child and have never left. Things that are very common to you are rarely seen by me."

For a moment, Youruo was listless, but soon she became happy again.

"Damn Taoist priest, what kind of grass is this? It's so magical, it moves when you touch it."

"Mimosa, the clover at your feet is also called Physalis. It is edible and tastes sour. Many children like to eat it."

"Really? Let me try it."

She plucked some leaves and put them in her mouth. They tasted sour and had a hint of grass fragrance. Her husband instantly fell in love with the taste.

Then she picked a handful and ate them as she walked.

Perhaps because she had eaten the nightshade to whet her appetite, after walking for a while, Youruo suddenly said, "Smelly Taoist priest, I'm hungry."

At this moment, Ying Xun suddenly regretted going to the Tianxia Association, and even more regretted taking Youruo away from the lakeside cottage.

"You really have so much to do. Wait here while I go get some things."

Soon, Ying Xun came back carrying a wild rabbit.

"The little rabbit is so cute, do we really want to eat it?" Youruo looked at the struggling hare and felt a little bit reluctant.

Ying Xun rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Only rabbits that can be eaten are cute. No one loves rabbits that cannot be eaten."

Soon, the wild rabbit roasted by Ying Xun himself came out of the oven.

The two of them squatted by the fire, smelling the tempting aroma of barbecue.

Youruo took a bite and said, "It smells so good!"

Seeing this, Ying Xun couldn't help but think of a joke from the past, and then he sighed and said speechlessly: "Speaking of which, when I come back from hunting, shouldn't you cook for me so that I can praise your cooking skills? How come now I have to do all the hunting and cooking, and you only know how to eat... Oh, no, leave some for me, I haven't eaten any yet."

Youruo ignored Yingxun's complaints and directly picked up the whole roasted rabbit. While chewing on it, she said vaguely, "Hmm... this kind of game has a unique flavor. Let's go catch more rabbits and roast them. Um, no, you should catch more rabbits and roast them together."

"You're pushing it too far. If you want to eat it, go catch it yourself."

After all, she was a grown man, so Ying Xun was too embarrassed to compete with her, so he simply sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice.

Focus on one thing, out of sight, out of mind.

The guilt-free Miss Tianxiahui ate the roasted rabbit and smacked her lips twice in remembrance.

"Damn Taoist priest, I'm not full, and I'm thirsty."

Ying Xun didn't even open his eyes: "If you are hungry, go find food by yourself. If you are thirsty, go find water by yourself. I am not your father, I don't care about you." "Humph, go by yourself, I don't want you to care."

Youruo was so angry that she threw the barbecue stick to the ground, stood up and walked into the woods.

Although Youruo was very angry, she also felt a special sense of relaxation at the same time. When she was with Ying Xun, it was easy for her to forget her identity. She was not the eldest lady of the Tianxia Association who seemed to be imprisoned in a cottage in the middle of the lake. She was just Youruo.

This feeling should be what friends feel like, right?
Thinking of this, the seventeen-year-old young lady felt inexplicably happy.

"Hmph, since you took me out of the lakeside cottage, I will do my best to find you something to eat."

After a long while, Youruo came out, chewing wild fruits and carrying a rabbit.

"Here, I'll give you the rabbits you caught. Remember to save some for me."

"You have some conscience."

After eating a roasted rabbit, the two continued to cross the mountains.

At their speed, Ying Xun estimated that it would take several days for him to reach Wushuang City.

After all, Youruo was like a curious baby along the way and wasted a lot of time.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

As time passed, the two finally saw the shadow of Wushuang City.

I didn’t feel anything when I was in Wushuang City, but now looking at it from afar, I can only say that Wushuang City can truly be called a unrivaled city in the world, and the city lives up to its name.

Not only because of its magnificent buildings and vast area, but also because its influence is spread all over the place, it is enough to compete with the Tianxiahui which is currently in its heyday.

At this time, it was almost dusk and the sun was setting.

Ying Xun did not rush into the city, but took Youruo to a nearby small temple to stay.

This is a Guandi Temple. Perhaps because of its remote geographical location and the fact that Wushuang City is under the governance of Dugu, the people are not rich, so this Guandi Temple looks quite dilapidated.

The two walked into the temple, which was quite dark with only a few incense sticks burning.

Of course, with the strength of Ying Xun and Youruo, they can naturally see everything in the temple.

This Guandi Temple is not big, only about a few meters from front to back and up to bottom. However, the statue of Guandi is quite large, at least two heads taller than the statues in ordinary small temples. He holds the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand, and looks awe-inspiring and quite captivating.

In this temple, there was a tall old man sitting in gray clothes, with white hair and beard, and a very sad face.

Judging from his clothes, you can tell that he is the local temple keeper and he must be worried about the incense offerings.

Seeing Ying Xun and Youruo coming in, the temple keeper immediately came up to them with a smile on his face.

"You two, please burn incense."

Ying Xun nodded, and under the guidance of the temple priest, he burned incense to Guan Yu and naturally donated some incense money.

"It's getting late now, could the two of us stay here for the night?"

"If you help others, you will help yourself. If you two want to stay overnight, of course you can."

"Thank you, please prepare some food for us."

Ying Xun bowed and added some more money for incense offerings.

Seeing another ingot of silver fall into the merit box, the temple keeper was delighted and smiled: "Of course, of course, both of you follow me."

After arriving at the backyard and choosing a room, the temple keeper said goodbye and went to cook.

The plain Yangchun noodles may seem ordinary, but they are extremely delicious, and Ying Xun's heart was moved after eating them.

"Grandma Wushuang?!"

When these words were spoken, the temple keeper was stunned.

Then, he pretended to be hard of hearing and asked in confusion: "Sir, what did you say?"

"Grandma Wushuang, you are Grandma Wushuang, right?"

Looking at Ying Xun who suddenly became a little excited, Youruo first looked at Ying Xun, and then locked her eyes on the temple keeper.

The temple keeper was bewildered: "What is Wushuang Grandma?"

"Don't pretend. I know you are Grandma Wushuang. I also know that you are the descendants of Guan Yu, who have protected Wushuang City all your life. I have a good relationship with the old Sword Saint, but unfortunately he doesn't know Alluring Love and has never learned it. You should know it, right? Can you let me see it? Of course, if possible, I also hope that you can teach me Alluring Love, and I can exchange it with you for martial arts secrets."

The temple keeper was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, and his voice turned into a female voice.

"It seems that Master Ying knows a lot of secrets, but I'm very curious. Even Lonely Sword doesn't know who I am. How do you know?"

"I know something about Wushuang City. Wushuang Grandma is just a code name passed down by you. The Wushuang Grandma next to Miss Mingyue should be your disciple or daughter. I wonder if what I said is correct?"

"Yes, she is my disciple." The temple keeper nodded, and did not ask how Ying Xun knew these secrets, but asked: "Mr. Ying, do you want the Love of the City?"

"Love in a Fallen City is the best in the world, so I naturally don't want to miss it."

The temple keeper sighed, then suddenly wiped her face, removing her disguise and revealing her true face.

Even though Ying Xun had expected this, he couldn't help but frown when he saw the true appearance of Grandma Wushuang, and Youruo was so scared that she screamed out loud.

I saw that Grandma Wushuang's whole face looked like a deflated balloon, with only a thin piece of skin clinging to the bones under the skin, just like a dried corpse skeleton, without any flesh and blood.

Moreover, in the middle of this strange face, there is a bloody red mark, running from the top of the skull, passing through the center of the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and penetrating the lips and jaw, making her face look as if it had been peeled open and then sewn together again, which is quite weird and terrifying.

"Did it scare you?"

Grandma Wushuang's smile seemed even more terrifying.

Youruo nodded subconsciously, then shook her head, hid behind Ying Xun, and dared not speak.

Ying Xun spat out two words: "Not bad."

"Master Ying, the martial arts I practiced was a simplified form of Alluring Love by Madam Wushuang, called Seven Worlds of Love. It is divided into seven levels. Even the strongest seventh level is only one percent as powerful as Alluring Love."

Ying Xun nodded, motioning for Grandma Wushuang to continue.

"Seven Lifetimes of Love is similar to Love in a Fallen City. When performing the moves, it will mobilize the Yang energy in the body, seriously affecting the balance of Yin and Yang in the body. Anyone who practices Seven Lifetimes of Love will end up like me, with a emaciated body and a life worse than death."

Ying Xun nodded and suddenly asked, "Is it worth it for Wushuang City?"

Grandma Wushuang shook her head: "Not only for Wushuang City, but also because of...Yi Zhao Riyue."

When Yi Zhao said the words "sun and moon", Ying Xun was instantly in awe and said seriously, "Although in my opinion, your persistence is a little foolish, but I respect it."

Grandma Wushuang smiled and continued the original topic.

"The consequences of practicing Seven Lifetimes of Love are already like this, let alone Love of a City. Guan Sheng Emperor is revered as a martial saint, and his cultivation is extraordinary, but even he suffered a great loss of foundation after using Love of a City.

Master Ying, even if you get the Love of the City, you can only use it two or three times at most, and then your yin and yang will be unbalanced, and you will eventually become like me. Do you still want the Love of the City now?"

(End of this chapter)