The Sword Returns to Tang Dynasty

Venting part of the resentment of these years, Li Jiancheng felt a lot relieved when he looked at the half-dead ooze-like kid.

Sure enough, what the senior sister said is right, if you feel upset, you can find an enemy and swing the epee to vent it, it will definitely work.

This is still a person who doesn't have to worry about being smashed to death by accident.

It's decided, after the Conferred Gods War is over, I'll come over with my third brother Changqin to play with this little idiot.

It is rare to have this kind of opportunity, and it is justified, and there is no need to worry about the consequences.

Li Jiancheng stretched his waist, stretched his arms and walked in front of the kid.

After a pause, he suddenly turned around, condescendingly looking down at the enemy he hated to death.

The mortal enemy's eyes were full of resentment.

This kind of overly humane emotion is really too contrary to the "he" who has the identity of the way of heaven.

It's a pity that Li Jiancheng didn't care.

After all, if it wasn't for being too human, he wouldn't be able to do those extremely stupid things that hurt him.

"Not convinced?"

Li Jiancheng rubbed his chin and smiled brightly: "I'm holding back even if I'm not convinced, I didn't do anything to disturb your discipline, even if I go to Da Dao to file a complaint..."

"You have no reason, do you?"

Tiandao lay on the ground, trying to look up at him.

This person doesn't know where the supernatural power he got can cause him this level of harm.

But back then it was clear, back then it was clear...

Back then, Li Zhaoming didn't have such ability at all!

If he had this ability, how could he be tricked into doing that?

"I'm not wrong!"

The human form formed by the Dao of Heaven yelled wildly: "You broke the law, you shouldn't have appeared—"

"whispering sound."

A cold snort of obvious disdain rang out above his head, Tiandao endured it again and again, with a smirk on his face, "You're only here to play pomp and prestige."

"What's 'only'?" Li Jiancheng squatted down, poked its relatively smooth forehead, and said with a smile, "I'm so majestic to be able to compete with the majestic prehistoric world."

Tiandao: "..." Is that what you call exchanging lessons?You call it unilateral beating!

I'm so angry!

The hem of the bright yellow clothes flashed in front of his eyes, and the figure of the young man in gold was reflected in Tiandao's eyes as he left.

For some reason, it could faintly see the hazy shadow of a green lotus on the handsome young master.

Li Jiancheng swayed out slowly, and when passing by the main hall, someone inside threw out a blue soul orb.

"It's taken out for you."

Hongjun's voice came faintly from inside, Li Jiancheng rolled his eyes, threw the soul beads up and down, turned and left.

Tch, when he is willing to let his hair glow?

Li Jiancheng squeezed the soul orb with a green halo in his hand, looked closer and found that it was the unlucky little dragon in the East China Sea that he planned to get off from the list of gods.

"...Fine."

Daozu himself made a move, which is more justified than him.

After walking to the East China Sea, he sent back the soul of the hapless little dragon, ignoring the ecstasy and gratitude of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Li Jiancheng flashed out of the Crystal Palace, and inadvertently skimmed into the farther and darker deep sea, and something flashed in his mind.

Speaking of which, do you want to go down to see Zulong?

...Come on, wouldn't it be embarrassing if Panfeng talked too much back then and mentioned to Zulong that the bet was actually made by Lingzhuzi and him.

Li Jiancheng felt a little guilty.

Alas, it seems that Zu Long sleeps comfortably here, so he won't bother him.

One day Lingzhu will come back from the catastrophe, and I will come to see you again.

If you stay a few more days, maybe the Zulong below will notice the aura.

Li Jiancheng slipped away quickly, and while the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea was immersed in joy, he disappeared in the East China Sea.

The soap boots tapped lightly on the surface of the sea, and Li Jiancheng noticed that Chentang Pass in the distance seemed a little lively.

Looking at it from a distance, it turned out that it was Li Jing who was nailed in front of Nezha Temple by him back then. .

Now, Ran Deng is painting a big cake for Li Jing, so don't worry Li Jing, he's going to ask fellow Taoists to help.

Li Jiancheng: "Hehe."

Although he seemed to have casually transformed into a sword and threw it over at first, but...

Within the four seas, among the wilderness, whoever dares to pull out the burning lamp can be found.Unleash his sword, even if Li Jiancheng loses!

Honestly trapped in front of his third brother's temple, squatting down to the ground forever.

Let's wait until his third brother thinks of this person.

However, Nezha is currently cultivating in Qianyuan Mountain, and his original hatred for Li Jing disappeared when he merged with the karma red lotus.

It is estimated that it will take a long time.

Li Jiancheng is too lazy to bother about this kind of person.

And at this time, he heard the message from Qianye Changsheng who stayed with his younger brother——

"The heavenly demons from outside the territory are oppressing the land, I hope the master will return quickly!"

All courtiers know that Tang Emperor Li Shimin has a light sword that never leaves his body.

The body of the sword is as clear as autumn water, inlaid with gold, silver and jade, shining brightly, it is really beautiful.

But such an overly gorgeous light sword, which seems more decorative than practical, appeared beside Li Shimin, the emperor who conquered the world.

It's really uncoordinated.

There was a new courtier who didn't know, and wrote a letter to remonstrate. The world was initially determined that the king should not indulge in the appreciation of gold and jade, but he only got a casual glance from the king.

The courtiers were puzzled, but the ministers who knew the origin of the sword remained silent.

It wasn't until the Tang Dynasty gradually became stronger and a vassal state came to the court that the courtier who made the admonition understood what he meant.

At that time, the king entertained the envoys of the subordinate countries, and one country presented a sharp blade made by its own country, saying that only this blade was worthy of following the Tang emperor, and that kind of ostentatious weapon.

The envoy knew that the king in front of him was about to conquer the world, so he must not be used to such overly flamboyant manners, so in words, he was quite disdainful of the light sword worn by Emperor Tang.

But I never thought, if this is the case, how could Emperor Tang carry this sword with him?

At that time, Tang Emperor Li Shimin looked at the feast and cups, and the new courtiers in his family were obviously puzzled and just smiled.

"It's time to ask him."

he?

Li Shimin suddenly had a horizontal sword in his hand, and the light sword flashed brilliantly, and a young man with black hair in gold clothes transformed from the sword and landed beside him lightly.

The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with light armor in gold, black hair in high bundles, and gold-plated eyes. When he looked at him expressionlessly, everyone who was watched by 'him' felt a little cold from the bottom of their hearts.

"Chen Wang, His Highness Chen Wang?!"

It was a veteran who followed Li Shimin in the past who exclaimed.

The sword spirit born from the light sword is at least six points similar to Li Tang's Prince Chen.

"This is Big Brother's sword, and the sword spirit is naturally similar to Big Brother."

With a smile in his eyes, Li Shimin allowed Qianye Changsheng to stretch out two fingers and clamp them on the sharp blade of the tributary.

"Crack."

Jian Ling curled his lips and dismissed it.

"But so."

'He' only appeared for a moment, but no one dared to ignore that gorgeous light sword anymore.

The face of the envoy of the vassal state changed several times, and finally retreated dejectedly.

That is not an ornament, but an unborn magic weapon.

Compared with them, the sharp blades they offered were nothing but dead objects.

Calmly let his brother show off his sword, so as not to keep those people from chattering in his ears.

Li Shimin was very satisfied.

The only dissatisfaction is that his brother has been away for three years.

Although Li Jiancheng mentioned that he would stay outside for a longer time, it shouldn't be so long, right?

It's not that I haven't asked people in the know, such as Wan Hou and Shi Feixuan.

The former snorted coldly, waved his hands and told him not to bother her, and the latter was obsessed with teaching students in the Xuanmen Academy, and only said that his brother would be fine, and that Qianye Changsheng would make a move if something happened.

Li Shimin was speechless.

No wonder his brother dumped the crown prince so neatly.

Li Shimin felt that instead of counting on these two, it would be better to count on him to make Qianye Changsheng happy and ask 'him' directly.

Tang Huang put his energy on Jiangshan Sheji.

The mutation happened in the fourth year after Li Jiancheng left.

Behind the sky, black shadows came from outside the sky, and boundless malice enveloped the entire city of Chang'an.

There are not many disciples cultivated by Xuanmen Academy in recent years who can stand on their own. Hou Hou and Shi Feixuan flicked the silk and waved the blue sky, and the cold light forced the demons around them to retreat.

But he was also startled by the increasing number of heavenly demons who seemed inexhaustible.

They are all human beings in this life, unable to exert their due strength.

The safest person here is Li Shimin who is firmly protected by Qianye Changsheng Sword.

Black clouds overwhelm the city and the city is about to be destroyed, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building.

But the paper figurine maids who were beheading the demons with their swords, fell in front of the common people with their long swords and forced the demons back, but their own figures disappeared.

Li Shimin shoots and fights and advances, and the Qianye Changsheng sword shines on the world.

It is not that there are no soldiers who persuade him to retreat, but he refuses.

This is his city, his kingdom, and his people.

He can't retreat, and he won't.

When humans and demons were fighting in a melee, a round of dazzling sun appeared in the sky.

It was clear that Bi Xiao had been covered by the black mist, but that round of rising sun broke through the clouds, and a long wind blew ninety thousand miles from under the clouds.

Above the clouds, a long and indistinct figure stood.

"That is......"

"elder brother?"

"Brother?"

The beautiful woman who looked like a flower on the paper knelt under his seat and smiled sweetly. The young man's robe was flying in the strong wind and came down from the clouds.

It is just that Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the king of the cloud is coming and going.

The young man in golden clothes pointed his finger at his forehead, glanced away, as if he remembered something, he gently folded a willow that had climbed over the palace wall, and took a step forward.

He only took that small step, and the long distance seemed to be close at hand, and he landed on the tower under the eyes of everyone.

"Tsk, there are always those who come to seek death and challenge the bottom line of this seat."

He casually handed out that branch of green willow to the front, and the golden sword light overflowed from the branch, turning into a huge sword shadow spinning all over the sky.

This sword came from ancient times, like the mighty light of the sky, passing through thousands of years, piercing the sun, moon and stars, piercing through the mountains and rivers.

Brilliant and fierce, it lasts all night long.

The demons are extinct.

The eternal night is gone, and all living beings bow their heads.

The young man in golden clothes threw it casually, and the willow branches floated down the city wall, and took root on the ground. The new green was green and green, and it became a forest in an instant.

There are no traces of black clouds, the rising sun is shining high, and the sky ninety thousand miles away is as clear as washing.

Clear as if nothing happened.

But that unrivaled sword will forever remain in everyone's minds.

"Shimin, I'm back."

The white-haired young man had a bright smile, and the spring water reflected peach blossoms in his amber eyes.

When she jumped down lightly, the flying robe fell into everyone's eyes.

He is tall and tall, like a qiongshu in Yaolin, so he is naturally a foreign object. *

Just like the first year.

The author has something to say:

*From "Book of Jin·Wang Rong Biography".

Well, I'm done talking, will you hit me hahaha.

Cough, in short, it’s the end. I didn’t lie to you. I’m quite surprised that I can write 10,000+ words when I suddenly jumped into the queue. Akimbo.jpg

Anyway, I finished what I wanted to write, cool.

The old rule is to click on the extras in the comment area, I will choose what everyone wants to read and write.

The second part of the column "[Comprehensive] Getaway" is the travel diary of the cubs and friends in the heavens and the world. Although the opening of the article is far away, let's bookmark it~

There is also the need to receive documents in advance and ask for advance receipt——

Follow-up document [-]: "[Comprehensive] It's hard for a good adult today"

While avoiding the pursuit of Yin and Yang Dao, Ma Cang accidentally knocked his head and dreamed of himself in the parallel world.

The parents are both loving and loving, the elder brother is cute but reliable, the partner is gentle and beautiful, the Himalayan cat is cute and cute, and the friends are all over the world.

Successfully became the Shaman King, and the Ma Cang family was pissed off in minutes.

It can be called a winner in life.

The most important thing is that the self in the parallel world is male.

Ma Canghao looked down at himself, female, seven years old, living in the wilderness, all the thugs were stupid.The kitty in the past stabbed her once, and now her brother is on the way to stab her. There is no father, no mother, no brother, no sister, no gay friend, no date.

The contrast is too tragic, Ma Cang had better choose a dog leash.

No, I can still stick to it.

The good man who used the script of the parallel world as a strategy is also working hard today to become a Shaman King who makes people submit.

Follow-up document [-]: "[Comprehensive] Fusu Youqin"

*One of the reincarnations of Prince Changqin in those years*

In those years when the prince fluttered around with his long piano, he would occasionally reincarnate to experience the various states of the world that his friends said.

In this life, he became Fusu, the eldest son of Yingqin.

After drinking half a bowl of Mengpo soup, Changqin, who vaguely remembered her identity, decided to take the route of being sick and weak.

however……

"Ask the eldest son, how can you practice the superb swordsmanship of the eldest son?"

"Find an ancestor who uses a sword as a friend."

"Why does the eldest son love Qin so much?"

"You, lucky, born in this world, can't you cherish the same kind?"

Eldest son, you just ground your teeth, right?

——Wait for the eldest son!Xu Fu can't chop!

*The copy is tentative, it is the story before Prince Changqin found his friend.

*A series of articles next door to "[Comprehensive] The Adventures of Prince Yin".

*Since the hero is not a human being, the historical facts will be floating clouds.

Document [-]: "[Fengshen] Planting Lotus in the Fire"

"It is said that the god of killing came to the world, who remembers the spirit beads in Zixiao Palace?"

——But the red lotus is in fire, and the red lotus is reborn.

——Emperor Wa, do you regret it?

Nuwa:

Laxatives, people fishing in Wa Palace, just finished talking about life peacefully.

In view of Zhu Zi's criminal record, I'm not surprised at all that he changed his birthday by making troubles.

The teacher and the teacher's wife have gone to the world of two people and have no regrets throwing the beads of dementia at me, but the old lady regrets it.

And, I see that the beads are very happy to play.

Nezha: Thousand Seven Kills, there is no one who can fight.

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