[Comprehensive] The Adventures of the Hidden Prince

Yingming willow banks, lotus exhibition in Quyuan wind, green pines in clouds and cranes returning to mountains, Leifeng evening in the setting sun... The beautiful scenery of Xizi Lake has always been praised by the world. Among the beautiful waters of Lingshan Mountain, there is also a warm and moist atmosphere.

A gentleman is like the wind, hiding the sword in the West Lake.As one of the fourteen sects of the Great Tang Jianghu, Cangjian Villa has its own special features.All the disciples follow Ye's family precepts. Although they are not perfect, as a well-known sword-making family in the Jianghu, these young heroes who come from rich and noble backgrounds and sing freely with swords have never fallen into the style of hiding swords.

Today's Tibetan Sword Villa seems to have a more dignified atmosphere than before.

The second owner of Hidden Sword Villa, Ye Hui, and the fourth owner, Ye Meng, came to a guest courtyard in the villa at the same time to pay a visit to a guest from the past.

Li Jiancheng sat alone under the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, staring intently at the chessboard in front of him.Holding a chess piece in one hand, he seemed to be thinking about what to do next.

His appearance is still a teenager, and the childishness revealed between his brows can be seen at a glance.

When Ye Hui walked into the courtyard, what he saw was the young boy meditating while playing chess.

This made him a little dazed.

Could it be that his disciples got the situation wrong without thinking too much?

The skeptical thoughts dissipated instantly when they met the young man's lacquered eyes that could not see the bottom.

He had seen these eyes in a painting handed down from the palace.

Compared with the boy in the painting, the boy in front of him is just a different age.

Although Ye Zhaoquan is young, he can't talk nonsense.He said that this boy appeared out of thin air, so he couldn't be wrong.What's more, before the eldest brother retreated, he also mentioned that people from outside the world would come from breaking the void.

So, it should be true.

"Ye Hui and Ye Meng of Hidden Sword Villa, have met the Eldest Young Master."

Li Jiancheng put down his chess pieces, and when he got up, he was startled by the salute of these two men.

Hey, what is my identity in this world? These two owners should be the owner of the owner, right? Why is Mao so respectful to me? Changqin——

Relying on the fact that others cannot see him, Mr. Ghost sitting on the other side of the chessboard smiled slightly:

"Hold it, don't lose momentum."

Li Jiancheng silently looked away, looked at the two people in front of him again, and put on a half-smile expression.

"I think I need an explanation."

Ye Hui and Ye Meng looked at each other, and finally Ye Hui took a step forward and said:

"Eldest son, it is now the 26th year of Kaiyuan. The name of this world is Tang, and the founder is Gaozu Li Yuan."

"!"

Li Jiancheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

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The young boy in white robe locked himself in the room, walked back and forth countless times, and grabbed a handful of hair from time to time, looking extremely irritable.

The prince's Changqin floated over the desk, and with a flick of his robe, his whole soul lightly landed on the desk.

"Did you already know?"

The young boy who finally stopped in circles threw himself onto the couch with a slap, without the arrogant attitude he had before in front of others.

"Yo, have you turned enough?"

Prince Changqin raised his eyebrows, looking at the young master who had no manners on the couch.

Li Jiancheng rolled on the couch with his limbs facing up, spreading himself into a crumpled cake, and said for a while:

"How could Shimin do anything to me... What's so good about being an emperor? How could I fall out with Shimin just because of the throne? It's impossible for my family, Shimin, to be so obedient..."

The prince made a long note, "After listening to so much, this is the last thing you care about?"

"Otherwise?" After being paralyzed enough, Li Jiancheng sat up and looked at the soul floating in front of him rather puzzled.

"Do you want me to ask my father how he killed the other family members? Or should I go back and act first to prevent being killed by the people in the end? How is it possible? He is my younger brother. Of course he wants the throne. It's for him."

Dead brother accuses.

Prince Changqin took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said:

"You have a big heart."

"Thank you for the compliment."

There was another half hour of silence.

The little boy recalled the conversation just now, his eyes were full of confusion.

"I don't understand. According to the timeline here, I died because I failed to compete with Shimin for the throne, but Shimin did a good job after taking the throne. The two owners also admire him very much."

"Then, why did they tell me everything without any scruples? Are you not afraid that I will change the future when I go back?"

The crown prince Changqin paused for a moment, then reached out to rub the boy's furry head.

Well, it feels good.

"Probably, it has something to do with their big owner."

"Ok?"

Li Jiancheng, with his messy hair on his head, raised his eyes and stared at the young man in bewilderment.

"During your conversation just now, it was obvious what their big villa owners knew. The second and fourth villa owners could easily believe that you are the hidden prince a hundred years ago, and even told you the progress of history."

"Under normal circumstances, telling the future is tantamount to revealing the secrets of heaven, but they don't worry about being backlashed at all, which means that this is within the allowable range of the Dao of Heaven."

"This Fang Tiandao is obviously confident, and he is not worried about the consequences of leaking the future. Then...it is very possible that although the history of this world is similar to your world, it has nothing to do with your world."

Li Jiancheng was not stupid, and soon thought of what the prince Changqin meant.

"You mean...a parallel world?"

"Can't be wrong."

Changqin patted the child's head, approving.

"In short, the master who hid the sword must know something. Since you have come, the master who is in seclusion must come out soon."

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The sword mound in Hidden Sword Villa is covered by ice and snow all year round, but no matter how heavy the wind and snow is, it can't cover up the dazzling edge of the magic weapon hidden here.

This is the holy land that countless swordsmen dream of.

In this sword mound, taking out a sword at random can make the people of Jianghu go crazy.

Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't want to have a magic weapon that is unparalleled in the world?

The young man in a golden robe has an extremely handsome face. He is sitting on the sword sacrificial platform, surrounded by sword shadows. It is clearly the sharp sword light, but it melts into a mellow light around the young man.

The hidden front is inside.

I don't know how long it took, and in the silent world of Jianzhong, a slight sword sound gradually resounded.At first, it was a small fluctuation, which spread silently to the entire sword mound, and the divine soldiers hidden in the sword mound seemed to be awakened by this fluctuation, and the sword cries followed the invisible ripples one after another.

Like a pilgrimage, the whisper of the divine soldier gradually moved closer to the young man in the center of the sword sacrificial altar, and when the halo of light touched the sword shadow around the young man, he quietly folded his proud figure and bowed down to greet him.

The forehead is decorated with red plums, and the snow hair is bright and bright.

The young man who slowly got up from the sword sacrificial platform was tall and tall. Although his eyes were dim, he never felt uncomfortable when he raised his hands and feet.Light and shadow revolved around the young man, and the surging sword energy quietly hibernated in his hands, and finally dissipated slowly in the air.

Ye Ying, the owner of the hidden sword villa, has a great sword.