Film and Television: A Man in White Horse, Begins by Becoming an Apprentice of Yu Sheng Demon

The target was clearly unintentional.

Meanwhile, Sikong Qianluo, Tang Lian, Tiannv Rui, and Wuchan were also galloping towards the valley.

"You keep saying you want to slay demons, but what is a demon? It's not for you to decide."

The ten-year-old Wuxin questioned Dajue.

"The profound mysteries of the mental cultivation method are not something you demons can inquire about."

Dajue, his face full of anger, rebuked Wuxin.

"The profound mysteries of the mind are something that the old monk can say, but you cannot."

He spoke each word without intention.

Upon hearing this, Dajue was instantly enraged by Wuxin's words. He had dedicated his life to diligently studying and practicing to vanquish demons and evil spirits.

But he never expected that the son of the demon who killed his master would learn the thirty-two secret techniques of the Rakshasa Hall. He could not accept it, nor could he accept it.

"Sharp-tongued and cunning, prepare to die."

Dajue angrily rebuked him, and then slammed his fist down hard on Wuxin.

The Vajra Arhat behind him also exuded immense power, and together with Dajue, he fiercely swung his fist at Wuxin.

Meanwhile, on a hilltop not far away, Yu Tian stood with one hand behind his back, quietly watching the battle between Da Jue and Wu Xin in the valley.

"I never expected that Wuxin would grow to such a level. He was born with a martial vein and was already half a step into the Free and Unfettered Realm at the age of ten. His talent is only slightly inferior to mine and Mo Yi's."

"This kid is practically my apprentice. Great responsibilities are bestowed upon him by the heavens, and he must first be tested in his mind. I want to see just how far he can go."

After muttering to himself in the rain, he continued to stand quietly on the mountaintop, watching the battle between Wuxin and Dajue.

As the battle between Dajue and Wuxin reached its climax, Wuxin ultimately lost to Dajue due to insufficient internal energy. Just as Dajue was choking Wuxin by the neck and Yutian was about to make a move.

Tang Lian had already flung the Tang Clan's hidden weapon, the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, from her hand and was now attacking Da Jue.

The sudden attack of the hidden weapon caught Da Jue off guard. He hurriedly got up and circulated his internal energy to block the rain of needles.

However, due to the haste, Dajue still suffered some minor injuries.

"Tang Lian, is your Snow Moon City really going to take action for the remnants of the Demonic Sect?"

Dajue stared at Tang Lian and questioned her sharply.

If Tang Lian hadn't suddenly intervened, he could have killed Wuxin with a single punch, thus avenging his master, even though Wuxin was just the son of his enemy. But a son must pay for his father's sins.

Moreover, if the Outer Heavens are searching for this so-called young sect leader today, and we really let him go back, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause in the future.

But all of this was thwarted by Tang Lian, the eldest disciple of Snow Moon City, the so-called number one city of the righteous path.

"Master Dajue, please don't misunderstand. This is my personal action and does not represent the position of Snow Moon City. I don't think Wuxin is a villain, and I hope Senior Dajue can be merciful and let him go."

After Tang Lian finished speaking, she respectfully clasped her hands in a salute to Da Jue, both to plead for him to let Wu Xin go and to apologize for the attack she had just made to Da Jue.

“Master Dajue, Junior Brother Wuxin is really not a demon.”

Wu Chan, supporting Wu Xin, explained to Da Jue.

Dajue looked at his disciple, whom he had taught for twelve years, protecting Wuxin so fiercely, and felt a chill in his heart.

"You people can't distinguish between good and evil. I, Da Jue, am doing this to eradicate the remnants of the Demonic Cult. What crime have I committed?"

Dajue looked up at the sky and roared, his eyes gradually turning crimson.

“You remnants of the demonic cult deserve to die.”

"Ye Dingzhi, return my master's life!"

Dajue stood up, pushed all his junior brothers away, and then circulated all his internal energy to forcibly activate the Nine Dragons Subduing Demon Formation.

The internal energy of all the Kowloon Gate masters around them was instantly drained by Dajue.

Seeing this, Wuxin immediately stepped forward and pinched Dajue's pulse.

“Back then, my father became possessed by a demon and slaughtered the Central Plains, causing rivers of blood to flow throughout the land. You are right, I am the son of a demon, so naturally I am not worthy to learn the demon-subduing techniques.”

"Master Dajue, are you willing to let go of this burden with me?"

After saying that, Wuxin dispersed all of his and Dajue's internal energy.

Wu Xin's actions were tantamount to directly disabling the thirty-two secret arts he had learned in the Rakshasa Hall.

Not far away, Yu Tian frowned. According to the original plot, after Wu Xin abandoned his own cultivation technique, he directly attained enlightenment of the Six Supernatural Powers of Buddhism.

Since that's the case, Yutian didn't intend to get involved at this time, thinking she'd let things escalate further.

Just then, a young man, wielding a peerless sword box, arrived, stepping through the air and standing before the valley.

Following closely behind were a group of people from Wushuang City.

"The script is wrong. How come the people from Wushuang City arrived so quickly? According to the script, the people from Jiulongmen should have left before the people from Wushuang City arrived."

"Could it be that my interference in the Beauty Manor's affairs has caused the people of Wushuang City to speed up their progress?"

On a rainy day, gazing at Wushuang before the valley, he murmured.

"Cloud shuttle. Clear frost. Soft as silk. Jade ruyi. Whistling wind."

Musou controlled the five flying swords in the Musou Sword Box and launched them at the crowd.

Everyone used their unique skills to deal with the situation.

At this moment, Dajue and Wuxin had exhausted all their power, and the two of them slumped weakly on the ground, surrounded by experts from the Nine Dragons Gate protecting them.

Wushuang stretched and yawned. Then, he gently turned his fingers, and the attack of the five flying swords became even more fierce.

Lei Wujie was quickly overwhelmed and unable to cope with Wushuang's fierce attacks.

Just as everyone was about to be defeated, a long spear fell from the sky.

It slammed hard into the ground. The powerful airflow sent everyone flying, raising clouds of dust.

Sikong Changfeng stood atop the long spear.

He looked down at everyone on the field with a disdainful gaze.

"Who?"

Lu Yuzhai roared.

Sikong Changfeng glanced at Lu Yuzhai indifferently, then his eyes revealed deep disgust.

The smoke cleared.

Only then did everyone realize that the person standing atop the spear was the world's foremost spearman, Sikong Changfeng.

"You just asked me who I am. Even if you don't recognize me, you should recognize the spear at my feet."

Sikong Changfeng questioned.

Upon hearing Sikong Changfeng's words, Lu Yuzhai was immediately terrified and panicked. He hurriedly clasped his hands in a salute to Sikong Changfeng.

"Greetings, Senior Gun Immortal."

Sikong Changfeng ignored Lu Yuzhai and instead looked at Wushuang, who was controlling the Wushuang Sword Box. His expression was no longer so cold.

"Your Wushuang City has sent so many elite troops this time, is it really that important for a child?"

“Go back and tell those old men in Wushuang City. Do they really think that capturing a child can overturn the entire martial arts world?”

"Then, let's not talk about being unparalleled in the world. I think we don't need to call this city 'Peerless City' anymore."

Sikong Changfeng exuded an overwhelming aura, his imposing presence silencing any dissent. The people of Wushuang City, in particular, felt humiliated but dared not utter a single word of rebuttal.

Just as Sikong Changfeng was about to continue speaking, a long sword radiating a blazing heat descended from the sky.

The enormous fiery dragon unleashed a wave of heat, knocking everyone to the ground. Even Sikong Changfeng was left sprawled on the ground in a disheveled state.

Of all the people in the room, only Wuxin remained standing unharmed.

"Uncle Rain".

As the flames subsided, Yu Tian stared coldly at the crowd. Without even glancing at the boy in the flames, Yu Tian excitedly shouted to him.

Upon hearing the word "Uncle Rain" on a rainy day, those cold eyes instantly transformed into warm affection.

"I can't believe four years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Wuxin has grown up so much."

Rainy Day, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Wuxin, stroking Wuxin's bald head and saying with relief.

Only then did everyone stagger to their feet.

The person Sikong Changfeng looked over at was Yu Tianhou. His domineering aura that had just been looking down on the world vanished instantly. He looked at Yu Tianhou meekly, his face full of flattery.

"Young Master Yu, you've arrived."

Lei Wujie's eyes widened at Sikong Changfeng's change of heart.

The man who had just been so admired by her was now acting like a coward. Where had his arrogance gone?

“Lei Wujie, from now on, you need to know that everyone you have ever met, including your master Lei Hong, is one of the top experts in the world.”

"But compared to the boy standing in front of you, he's nothing at all, because he is the number one person in the world for twenty years, the Demon Sword Immortal."

Xiao Se said apprehensively, a hint of fear already showing in his eyes.