[Comprehensive] The Adventures of the Hidden Prince

"Xiao Jiang, you really can't see anything?"

Li Jiancheng pushed back his bangs, and confirmed it with his friends again in disbelief.

"Don't see I said it ten times! Where did you get the star pattern on your forehead?"

Jiang? Obtained a famous teacher as he wished? Xinglou rubbed his jade badge dozens of times, and after putting it away satisfied, he turned his head and said to Li Jiancheng.

"Ok."

Li Jiancheng put down his bangs reluctantly. Since Xiao Jiang said so, it must be true that only he can see it.

Forget it, it's not a big deal.

"I'll go out for a while, will you go?"

"Don't go." Jiang Xinglou dug out the "Bai Yujing Strategy Manual" given by his family and prepared to review it. After all, if Bai Yujing was really the "Sand Sculpture Sect" that Li Jiancheng said, he would have finished playing a long time ago. The number one fairy gate in the mainland.

"It's so late, I advise you not to run around. The fact that Jingzhu accepted you as a direct disciple must not be hidden. You haven't entered Taoism yet, so be careful that you will be sacked by Jingzhu's admirers."

"Wow, will there be sacks in the first fairy gate? I thought it would only happen in the mortal world."

Jiang Xinglou rolled his eyes when he heard the words, "Not all disciples of the Immortal Sect are the second generation of Immortals."

That is to say, most of them are from the mortal world, right?

Then it's no problem, anyway, you can't beat him.

Hey, when did I become so confident?

Li Jiancheng propped his chin thoughtfully, as if he saw a pentagram poked on his forehead two days ago.

I feel that I can already hate Qionghua like hell.

King?

Uh, let's forget it, a little cowardly.

"Okay, I'm going out by myself."

Jiang Xinglou flicked the book for a while, twirled a corner of the page with his fingers, and finally put it away impatiently.

"Wait, I'll go with you."

At that time, if they were really going to be blocked, the two of them would at least have someone to take care of them.

Li Jiancheng walked slowly to the door of the room, and couldn't help but smile when he heard the words: "I knew that Xiao Jiang would not abandon me."

Jiang Xinglou sighed, he was a son of a prominent family, and he was usually humbled by others, but why did he become the mother of this wonderful roommate when he came to Li Jiancheng's place?

"Xiao Jiang - hurry up!"

Seeing the young man waving in front of him, his eyes dazzled with a smile.

Yes, willingly.

Jiang Xinglou followed in stride.

Strolling in the main city of Baiyujing, Li Jiancheng looked left at the cold plums beside the road, right at the laurel floating in the air, looked up at the almost unreal gorgeous pavilions under the moon, and felt that Baiyujing was too lonely.

"There are so few people. Anyway, it is the first immortal sect. It seems that there are not as many people as a third-rate sect."

Li Jiancheng smacked his lips and said to the people behind him.

"You haven't been to any third-rate sect, how do you know there are many people?"

Jiang Xinglou held a copy of the high-level cheats handed to him by his senior brother in his hand, which was said to be a high-level cheat book produced in their city, and he replied casually as he walked.

"Besides, Bai Yujing recruits disciples because he would rather be short than excessive."

"How not?"

Li Jiancheng leaned on Jiang Xinglou's shoulder, looked at the profile of his little friend who was focusing on the secret book, and said, "At any rate, I walked all the way from Xizhou to Zhongyuan, and I know more or less mundane things than you, the children of aristocratic families. More?"

"Yes, yes, you are the best."

Jiang Xinglou didn't even look up, he was still looking at the secret book in his hand.

Li Jiancheng was a little dissatisfied: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Xinglou raised his hand: "Here."

Li Jiancheng just glanced at it casually, and spotted some familiar things.

"Well, I think I will."

Jiang Xinglou was startled: "You are fooling me, weren't you a casual cultivator before? This is one of the sect inheritance secrets that my senior brother gave me."

To say that Li Jiancheng is a casual cultivator is Jiang Xinglou's praise. Since this kid was accepted as a direct disciple by the capital, the whole Baiyu Capital has been boiling, and the past of this kid has almost been turned upside down.

All the news after he left Xizhou has been placed on the desks of the major forces. I don’t know how many people are secretly wondering why Baiyu Jingzhu would rather give up the talented and noble young genius who has gone on to Bai Yujing as a teacher. Choose such a kid with no spiritual roots and no identity.

Is it because of face?

"What did I lie to you for?"

Li Jiancheng pouted, "If you don't believe me, follow me to the school grounds, and I'll show you the trick."

"it is good!"

Jiang Xinglou closed the cheat book, dragged Li Jiancheng to the school grounds.

However, after arriving at the school grounds, Jiang Xinglou had no time to watch Li Jiancheng do tricks for him.

Right now, he was having a headache, how to bring back that roommate who excitedly went up to compete with others after being provoked.

Yes, Jiang Xinglou's previous prophecy came true, and someone really came to discuss it, but the one who came was not Jingzhu's fan girl, but a disciple of Miaofa City.

The person who came was dressed in the standard purple clothes of Miaofa City Faxiu, and walked over aggressively holding a long knife.

Uh, maybe it's just looking for trouble unilaterally.

"Let's talk about it first, I'll suppress the realm, so that in the end others will say that I rely on the first entry, and my cultivation base is higher than yours to bully my junior."

The third disciple of Miaofa City, as far as Jiang Xinglou knew, was a character that Bai Yujing admired and admired his master, the lord of Miaofa City, to the point of madness.

After he said this to Li Jiancheng, who seemed to have a low cultivation base in front of him, Jiang Xinglou secretly screamed in his heart.

"Stop making friends, we are not the same master, who is your junior brother."

really.

Jiang Xinglou's face was paralyzed, why were you provoked by someone, you were released by the capital and felt bored and wanted to fight with someone, right?

"A duel?"

A playful voice came from outside the sky, and the owner of the voice appeared on the school field in the next second.

It is the Lord of Qionghua City.

City Lord Qionghua's face was curved behind the half-covered silver mask, and his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Then how about I serve as a referee for you?"

Saying so, Qionghua City Master sat on the flying sword carelessly, but clearly told everyone that he wanted to join in the fun.

Li Jiancheng: "You can do whatever you want, anyway, it will be over soon."

The three seats of the well-known and unknown Miaofa City in the confrontation: "Just as long as you are happy."

Jiang Xinglou and everyone watching from the audience: "As above."

City Lord Qionghua laughed three times and waved his hand, "Then you guys start fighting!"

However, neither of them moved.

Three horizontal swords were in front of him, "Where's your weapon?"

Li Jiancheng said "ah", yes, where did his sword go?

Thinking of this, Li Jiancheng felt a little headache, and Jiang Xinglou in the audience also felt a headache. His roommate didn't go out at all!bring!Wu!device!of!

"then!"

Jiang Xinglou took off his sword and threw it at Li Jiancheng.

The Miaofa disciples on the stage trembled with anger.

Li Jiancheng raised his hand to catch the sword thrown by his roommate, pulled it out and took a look.

"Tsk, it's not as good-looking as my sword."

Jiang Xinglou, hehe, it was originally a standard sword, and Bai Yujing's disciples had a high-end one, how good-looking did they expect it to be?It would be nice to have a sword for you to use.

And what's the use of having a good-looking sword?Just be durable.

Li Jiancheng played a sword flower and cast a look at the Miaofa disciple in front of him.

For some reason, he was a little annoyed when he saw people wearing purple clothes and wielding knives.

It's decided, I'm going to blow him up.

Li Jiancheng's ants-like eyes obviously angered the Miaofa disciple opposite. He thought of his master's reaction at the spirit test meeting and the disappointed expression he showed in front of them after the spirit test meeting, so he tightly held the long knife in his hand.

What kind of qualifications do you have to let Jingzhu accept you as an apprentice, even my master cares so much?

The bloody blade was about to approach the young man who was still trying to remember the difference between his own sword and the one in his hand. Seeing that he was about to be slashed by the knife, the young man seemed to have suddenly remembered something and put down the sword in his hand. sword, and then lightly waved——

The golden light suddenly appeared, and the long knife was broken into two pieces.

Li Jiancheng returned the sword to Jiang Xinglou casually, and walked straight down without even looking at the Miaofa disciples who were stunned in the stands.

The moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of City Lord Qionghua in the air, a young man sitting on the sword in a casual posture, the mask on his face glowed with a cold light, and his figure was slightly illusory.

Li Jiancheng was not watching, nor did he call Jiang Xinglou, who was holding a sword in the crowd and staring blankly at him, but left alone.

The streets of Baiyujing were as clean as ever. Li Jiancheng looked around and found a hexagonal pavilion, turned over and sat in it.

Li Jiancheng leaned his head on the pillar of the pavilion, his eyes drifting casually.After a long while, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his figure reflected on the crystal-clear pavilion pillars.

When did his hair turn wine red?

Li Jiancheng stood up abruptly, staring at the reflection on the pillars of the pavilion.

There should have been a reflection of a flirtatious young man in white with long hair and high buns.

But now, what Li Jiancheng saw was the figure of a beautiful woman in pink.

Li Jiancheng looked at her, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.

How do you feel about the previous Qionghua City Lord and my current teacher and father?Are they as familiar as they are?

The beauty in pink, Qiu Shui, had a gentle smile in her eyes, she tilted her head, and her long wine red hair without the slightest hairpin flowed down, making her face extraordinarily glamorous.

What a vivid picture of beauties all over the world.

However, in Li Jiancheng's eyes, the sense of disobedience that he had been faintly aware of since he stepped into Baiyujing became even stronger.

With a smile on her lips, the beauty in pink raised her hand and took off the two ornately decorated long swords carried behind her back, and attacked Li Jiancheng involuntarily!

She was clearly just a reflection on the pavilion pillar, but Li Jiancheng felt that she was about to rush out of the pavilion pillar and touch him directly.

His feet were as heavy as if they had taken root, and Li Jiancheng just stood there and watched in a daze.

The moment the long sword sank into his chest, Li Jiancheng saw a delicate red crystal pendant hanging from the ear of the beauty in pink. As for the style, it happened to be the pentagram between his eyebrows.

He heard an indistinguishable but extremely charming voice, asking him:

"Not awake yet?"

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Jiuchongtian, Yunlou Palace.

The ancient gods in plain clothes and long robes concealed their figures, hurried past the pavilions carved with Tsinghua in Yunlou Palace, passed through the lotus petals, and saw the person they were looking for when they raised their eyes.

"Lingzhuzi, I can't find him."

Nezha was sitting on the steps beside the lotus pond, with his chin poised, as if he was looking at the endless lotus in front of him, but if you looked closer, you would find that there was nothingness in his eyes.

More than half of the red silk tied to Nezha's wrist fell into the pool and fluttered on the water.Hearing Fuxi's words, he only gave a low "hmm".

"Spirit beads?"

"What should come, will always come."

"Don't worry, you'll see him soon."

Nezha turned his head to look over, his tone was as light as the faint night light outside the Guanghan Palace.

"Soon, we'll see him."