The Sword Returns to Tang Dynasty

Li Jiancheng didn't beat Tiandao first.

Left and right can't escape in Zixiao Palace, and now his third brother is more important.

Li Jiancheng could only sense that his third brother's spirit was still in Cuiping Mountain, as if he was being enshrined.

But when he came out of the East China Sea, the uneasiness that had lingered in his heart from the very beginning suddenly magnified and hit the Lingtai directly.

He rushed to Cuiping Mountain with the fastest speed.

Then I saw a man in embarrassment being kicked out by Kong Xuan, and Kong Xuan's face showed a rare panic.

He was tightly caged by a remnant soul, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Nezha!"

Li Jiancheng raised his hand and a sword shadow pinned the man in place.

"Third Brother——"

The golden body that Mrs. Yin painstakingly fashioned was chopped into pieces by her husband Yichao, and this golden body carried Nezha's soul.

"Incense burns into a golden body, who came up with such a bad idea!"

His brother is not a so-called god who needs belief in the world to live forever.

Li Jiancheng couldn't help cursing while taking back the spirit that was about to dissipate.

And at this moment, he slowly saw the appearance of the child's soul.

The dark hair lost the shackles of the red headband, and it hangs weakly on the shoulders, the pale cheeks are expressionless, the pupils have no tears or light, and half of the body is covered with bones and blood.

What the eyes see is more real.

What the soul reflected was his appearance before his death.

Li Jiancheng squinted his eyes and glanced, in the amber eyes, there was a green lotus spinning——

Empathy.

For three years, the ugly pregnancy in June fell from time to time, and the house was full of lotus fragrance. *

Born with a thousand seven hundred precepts against killing, the relationship between father and son is broken. *

Ah.

Li Jiancheng put away Nezha's damaged soul, and glanced at Kong Xuan who was in a daze: "Let's go."

"Where?"

Kong Xuan seemed to be still stuck in the image of Nezha's golden body being broken before his eyes, and he raised his head stiffly when he heard Li Jiancheng's voice.

"Find a place and reshape the original body for the third brother." Li Jiancheng squinted: "I don't want him to be dragged down because of this."

"Then go to Qianyuan Mountain."

Kong Xuan glanced at his old friend who was already impatient, and secretly made up his mind.

"It is most suitable for Nezha to join the sect of Taoist Twelve Golden Immortal Taiyi."

Li Jiancheng was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Twelve Golden Immortals? Yuanshi's apprentice?"

"Yes."

Li Jiancheng: "..."

Li Jiancheng said: "Third Brother will overturn Yuxu Palace when he wakes up."

How to calculate this seniority, Yuan Shi dared to take advantage of my third brother because of his reincarnation and his absence? ? ?

Kong Xuan and Kong Xuan euphemistically said: "Probably not, it was an accident about this."

——Of course not, at the beginning he just thought that he could use this matter to laugh at Lingzhu unscrupulously from now on, so he didn't stop Master Taiyi from accepting Nezha as his disciple.

Thinking about it now, um, anyway, it's all the fault of Yuxu's lineage, and it has nothing to do with him, Biyou Palace.

Being interrupted by such an interruption, Kong Xuan suddenly remembered that Lingzhuzi is being protected by Daozu, so what if Heaven finds an opportunity to plot against him?

The Lingzhu was not broken in that catastrophe back then, and now it will not be forced to die by a little Li Jing.

It's just that Nezha...is not related after all.

"Why do you want that kind of relationship?"

Li Jiancheng looked around at the Nezha Temple that had been destroyed by Li Jing, and said calmly: "The flesh and blood have been returned, and the golden body has dissipated the cause and effect. The third brother has nothing to do with him."

Although he hadn't seen him for many years, Kong Xuan understood the other party's words in an instant, and glanced at him coolly: "Nezha's surname is Li, it doesn't matter."

Li Jiancheng smiled sheepishly: "Brother, let's go on the road."

This Li is not Li Jing's Li.

The third brother has the same surname as him, so it reflects their brotherly relationship.

The two of them walked while talking, and disappeared in front of Li Jing side by side.

When Li Jiancheng left, he didn't release the restraint on Li Jing.

Let's talk about it after he has settled the third brother's matter and when he remembers it.

Master Taiyi didn't expect that his apprentice came back half a year ago in misery, and he finally thought of a way to make the apprentice come back to life. It took a long time, and he came here even more miserably.

"Then Li Jing is too deceitful!"

The white-haired Taoist gritted his teeth, wishing he could kill that guy himself.

But he can't.

Li Jing couldn't move, at least not now.

But he Taiyi wrote down the apprentice's enmity.

Taiyi had made two plans at first, if the golden body failed to recover, he would use the Yaochi golden lotus that he treasured in the past to shape his disciple's body. Lingbao, which has disappeared for many years.

"This is—" Taiyi looked at the gorgeous fire lotus in the hands of the young man in golden clothes, held his breath and said, "Yehuo red lotus?!"

"Well, quite knowledgeable."

Li Jiancheng thought about it, it seems that Taiyi still has two brushes.

The water mist in the lotus pond is vast, and the red lotus flame is gorgeous and enchanting, but it contains a terrifying aura that can destroy the world.

The color of the water swayed, and Nezha's soul disappeared in the swaying lotus fire. Instead, there was a bright pearl slowly floating in the heart of the red lotus.

The brilliance around Mingzhu's body slowly turned, but a thick blood color faintly leaked out from within the pearl.

shocking.

After that, the lotus blossoms faded, and the pearl glowed, instantly suppressing the flame that seemed to come from a ghostly spring.

In an instant, the water mist rose into the air, and the precious light overflowed, revealing the figure of a young man.

Hong Ling came from nowhere, passed through the water and draped around the figure.

The fog lifted.

He was a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old, with night-dark long hair hanging down his waist, his eyebrows, mouth and nose were as delicate as glass, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows turned into a red lotus, making his complexion even brighter.

Huntian silk was draped around his body, reflecting the red lotus imprint between his brows and the bright color at the end of his eyes, which made people subconsciously think of what a thrilling beauty this young man would have if he opened his eyes.

It was rare to have someone more beautiful than himself, but Kong Xuan subconsciously took a step back, paused and took another step back.

Nezha, who looks like a child, can still play well with each other, pinching his face and head to tease him.

Facing the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Nezha...

Well, the shadow left by the Lingzhu is too big, and he is a little empty.

Kong Xuan touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and silently prayed that after the newborn, Nezha would not stab him to death because he had been with him for more than half a year.

Li Jiancheng looked very satisfied, touched his chin and said: "Well, it is reincarnated and rebuilt and then reshaped, the third brother is not as tall as me, perfect."

Kong Xuan: "...I will pass this on to Ling Zhuzi as it is."

"Don't be afraid," Li Jiancheng said with a smile: "For a long time to come, the third brother will not find fault with me."

Knowing by induction, it is at least until the end of the Battle of the Conferred Gods and the completion of the Thousand Seven Kills Tribulation before Nezha awakens the memory and power of the Lingzhu.

How could Lingzhu remember what he said casually at that time?

"It's you..."

Li Jiancheng patted Kong Xuan on the shoulder, and said in a very sympathetic tone: "You still have a part in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, you should go back and think about it, on the basis of cooperating with Tongtian and the others, how can you cheat a donkey?" .”

Nezha's consciousness is still not very clear, and Zuo Taiyi is also reluctant to let the child go, so he simply closed Qianyuan Mountain and took care of the precious apprentice wholeheartedly.

In other words, of course he knew that the precious apprentice was the reincarnation of the Lingzhu. Later, when the karma red lotus came out, he also knew who the golden man was, but since this Lingzhu fell to him by chance, it meant that there was a real relationship between them. There is a relationship between masters, of course he is not willing to be taken away like this.

Li Jiancheng thought, since his third brother couldn't get away before the Battle of Conferred Gods, it's better to wait until everything is over.

At that time, Changqin should also wake up.

Well now...

Li Jiancheng smiled with his chin propped up, and it was time to do something he had always wanted to do.

Zixiao Palace.

Sitting cross-legged, Hongjun kept a straight face, as if he didn't see the two smiling malicious people and the devil in front of him.

"Oh, don't be so mean, Hongjun, I just want to talk to that little guy~"

Li Jiancheng poked Hongjun's ice sculpture-like face with a smile, then poked Luo Hu's next to him, and said solemnly: "Rao Hu's hand feels better."

Luo Hu rolled his eyes at him: "Don't touch your hands."

"Hi," Li Jiancheng looked at the two, quite disgusted: "Tsk, I don't want to play anymore, let's go play with that little guy."

Hongjun suddenly said: "Don't kill me."

"That brat can't die again." Luo Hu snorted coldly, "I've dealt with it so many times, I've never seen him be honest."

"Exactly, that guy didn't know you were back." Luo Hu's eyes were full of gloating.

"Ah."

Li Jiancheng got up and left the space for the two ancestors, while he took a few steps around the space and walked to the place where Hongjun locked some idiot.

"Hey, how did you get to this point?"

Tiandao is still sitting cross-legged, and a crystal blue chain on his right hand that spreads to nowhere fixes it and binds it firmly here.

But suddenly there was a voice that made him almost mad with hatred.

How can this be? !

That guy, the guy who didn't belong to this world, but messed up its territory and made everything out of its control, he's dead long ago! ! !

"Oh, don't you dare to open your eyes and look at me?"

That voice was bright and clear, just as clean as it was heard when it was first born, when the primordial world was opened.

The Dao of Heaven has no emotion, it was born only to control.

But when it opened its eyes and saw the young man in golden clothes who was carrying a somewhat illusory golden epee on his shoulders and tilted his head to look at it, he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

The golden-clothed son Xue found his eyes, walked over with a smile and Yanyan, the bright yellow hem of his clothes swept across the flawless ground, and the epee spun a few times lightly in his hand.

"That's right," the golden-clothed man said politely, "As for me, I've wanted to kill you for a long time."

"Because Dao Dao couldn't fight back, I thought about what I should do to be happy when I can do it."

Li Jiancheng said with a smile: "Later, I felt that my senior sister had a good saying, to deal with shameless things, directly swing the epee at the face."

Behind the young man in golden clothes, the light and shadow swirled, and dozens of epees that were exactly the same as the one in his hand were condensed in an instant, shining in the clouds of Zixiao Palace.

"You want to understand how depressed I feel when you take turns counting on me." Li Jiancheng nodded, his frosty long hair swaying around his waist with his movements, "After all, you can't die."

"right?"

The young man in golden clothes smiled like a flower, and asked a question gently.

Seeing the dozens of sword shadows surrounding his body, the child incarnated by the Dao of Heaven trembled suddenly. He understood what the emotion was before.

That's called—

fear.

"Shh-"

Li Jiancheng raised his index finger to his lips, signaling the other party to be quiet.

"It's just me today, don't quarrel with Luo Hu."

The young man in golden clothes raised his eyebrows and smiled, and before the incarnation of Dao could move in front of him, he was——

"Wind, Lai, Wu, Shan—"

The sword array opens, Jin Guangming.

Liuying howled, and the wind of swords swept across the sky.

I can't kill you, can't I torment you?

The author has something to say:

*It is "Nezha" sung by Aunt II, you can listen to it when you have time.

That’s right, the graduation season will be very busy for a while, and I plan to make a long article about Fusu’s article, so I will put it in the next book and wait for me to ponder it slowly.The next file should be Ma Canghao’s one, it won’t be very long, please save it as a favorite, let me accept it in advance~

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