[Comprehensive] The Adventures of the Hidden Prince

"exactly."

Master Xuan patted Nie Xiaolou on the back, soothing her fear caused by recalling the scene at that time, and the latter leaned her head on the former's shoulder meekly.

"Brother, remember this."

Li Jiancheng blinked: "Okay."

Master Xuan wanted to say something, but his eyes suddenly fixed.Her body froze in place for an instant, but she couldn't say anything when she opened her mouth, and then she looked away in embarrassment.

"Since brother has understood, Master Xuan will take the small building down first."

Li Jiancheng didn't miss the unnaturalness of her movements, and just nodded calmly.

After watching the xuanshi half-pull and half-carry Nie Xiaolou all the way back, Li Jiancheng smiled slightly.

"interesting."

Both Lingzhuzi and the two sisters reminded him not to approach the apse.Daozu hinted many times that he could go there.

So, should you go and have a look?

Li Jiancheng stood under Ruomu, resting his chin thoughtfully.

Of course I'm going.

Otherwise, it would be too boring here.

Li Jiancheng turned around happily, and wobbled away in another direction.

That's the way to the apse.

The breeze blowing from nowhere raised his bright yellow clothes, and the broken hair on his temples shook slightly.The golden headband of his hair hangs down two long lengths, with golden ginkgo leaves hanging from the tail, shaking with his movements, the light and shadow of the broken gold is very beautiful.

Li Jiancheng walked leisurely through the empty road leading to the apse, and the moment he opened the door at the end, the boundless scenery came into view with the drizzle.

He suddenly remembered the "Peach Blossom Spring" he read when he was young.

It was suddenly clear in front of him, it was not a magnificent or dark hall, but a whole piece, a whole piece of world like ink painting.

One mountain, one water, one grass and one tree, although they have never seen it before, they have a familiar charm.

The beauty named Jiangnan is dressed in the scenery of lakes and mountains, with graceful lotus steps, and comes gracefully.

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old.

At sunrise, the river is more prosperous than fire, and the river is as green as blue in spring.

"...Can you, remember Jiangnan?"

Standing inside the door, Li Jiancheng recited this poem softly. He heard it in a copy a long time ago. It is said to be a poem from a great master in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

As far as the eye can see, this is probably the only word that best suits his state of mind at this time.

Although he is from the north, he spent his youth in the south of the Yangtze River. He was warmed up in the light rain of apricot blossoms, and he developed a gentleman's character like the wind in the water town.

He has traveled a lot.Within the four seas, between the eight wastelands, there are beautiful places everywhere, but Jiangnan occupies half of his hometown, so he can't forget it.

At this moment, the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River was in front of his eyes again.

Li Jiancheng stood where he was, looking at him with tenderness and nostalgia that he hadn't even noticed.After a while, he raised his foot and walked in slowly.

Stepped into a cave with a completely different style from the one behind him.

The sky is as clear and light blue as if it had been washed with water.The clouds are as thin as fluff, and seem to be blown away by the wind.But the wind is also gentle, like whispering in the ear, and gently brushing people's cheeks.

There are small bridges and flowing water in the capital, and water is the soul of Jiangnan, winding in front of you, not knowing where it comes from or where it goes.

The water is clear and quiet, just like a girl in the south of the Yangtze River holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking on the bluestone slabs, with clear bones and a quiet spirit.

And the mountains are not heavy.Someone once said that beautiful waters and spiritual mountains, everything in the south of the Yangtze River has a spirit of beauty, such as rushing water and immobile mountains, like willow branches swaying in the wind, those carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, towers and pavilions are just embellishments of the mountains and rivers.

It is a soft misty rain with the fragrance of apricot blossoms, entangled in the lake and mountains like silk.

The spring grass is green, and the spring breeze swayed the flowers all over the place. Li Jiancheng carefully avoided the falling flowers under his feet and swayed to a lake.

Water is the wave of the eye, and the mountain is the gathering of eyebrows.When Li Jiancheng glanced at the past, the fog on the lake had not dissipated, and the mountains were empty and rainy.

There is a light boat moored on the lake, floating softly on the water.It's a light boat, rather than a painting boat.There is a two-story small building with carved beams and painted buildings on it. Light drunk neon clothes are hung on the upper floor, fluttering in the wind.

Dance in neon clothes in Hualou Xiufang.

Li Jiancheng stared at the boundless grand scene in front of him, and felt that he hadn't left Hangzhou for a long time...

This situation is like a world away.

The young man was dressed in gold and white clothes, standing quietly by the lake, looking down at the ripples on the lake, and the painting boat carrying the small building slowly sailed in front of him.

Li Jiancheng stepped up without hesitation.

Unsurprisingly, the decorations in the painting boat were no different from the ones he had seen in Qixiufang in the past.Li Jiancheng leaned halfway in front of the window and closed his eyes.

Let the leisurely boat sail towards the distant green hills.

The neon clothes floating in the air lifted the mist, and at the same time, opened the invisible gate connecting the green mountains, water and sky, and disappeared on the lake.

The boat stopped at a pier, and Li Jiancheng stepped ashore, and as expected, he saw a Jiangnan garden with black tiles and white walls.

The eaves and corners of the nine-curved corridor are painted with colorful colors, and the courtyard is full of flowers and trees.

Even if he closes his eyes, Li Jiancheng can still picture the whole picture of the garden with carved railings and jade bricks in his mind.

That is, Hidden Sword Villa.

Li Jiancheng stepped on a field of golden longevity leaves, doubts and curiosity arose in his heart.Afterwards, he set foot on Tianze Tower familiarly.

If he guessed right, the person Daozu wanted him to meet should be here.

Li Jiancheng hesitated when he reached out to touch the carved double door.

He had a hunch that after opening the door, there would be many things that would take him in an unpredictable and uncontrollable direction.

Maybe the blood rains down on the sky, maybe it is beyond redemption.

But am I the kind of person who is afraid of these things?

Li Jiancheng smiled and pushed the door open.

——The original seal has long since disappeared.

Behind the door is another vast world.

There was a man standing on the bank of the river with his back to him, his raven-colored long hair scattered in the air, and the flying black robe was dotted with cold light.

As if sensing Li Jiancheng coming in, the man's figure shook slightly, and then he turned his head to look over.

Half of the face is hidden in the shadows, and half of the face is seductive like a ghost under the skylight.

In front of him is the Xingchuan Plain, and behind him is the Yueyong River.

"Where did the little doll come from?"

A lazy voice sounded, Li Jiancheng was stared at by him, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched by someone, he subconsciously held his breath, stared at the person in front of him, and he didn't even realize that the door he came from was already closed. Quietly closed and disappeared without a trace.

"Who are you?"

Li Jiancheng's tone was a little confused, and the moment he met those eyes, countless messy fragments flashed in his mind——

It is the faint melody of the piano clanging in the dim light of chaos, and it is the bright and bright spirit pearl shining out in the gloomy darkness.

It is the black lotus flower that blooms silently at the beginning of primordial enlightenment, and the zither and sword that crossed the sun and the moon when the world first opened.

It is the majestic fierce with spears and spears among the three thousand demon gods, and it is also the mighty and brilliant with light swords that are above the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

The sound of the piano pierced through the ancient clouds, the red silk streaked across the long sky, and the purple robe surrounded the boundless galaxy.

Whose eyes are filled with the deepest malice and abyss in the chaotic era, and whose eyes are filled with the shallow tenderness that warms their hearts?

There are thousands of kinds of elegance in the world, but it is not as good as him looking back and smiling.

Li Jiancheng said, "You are, Luo Hu."

The man in black robe, that is, Luo Hu, raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard the words: "You little baby, you are really bold."

"Except for Hongjun, no one has dared to call me by my name for a long time."

Li Jiancheng blinked: "Really? I guess."

Weird.

Apart from Demon Ancestor Luohu, who else could have such a power that could rival Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Even though his limbs were chained and imprisoned here, there was no trace of humbleness.

Wait, locked here? !

Li Jiancheng's eyes reflected four crystal blue chains, and the lingering light shone on the Demon Ancestor's body.

It was the dots of cold light on his black robe.

Isn't it true that Daozu locked Mozu in his dojo?

incredible.

When Luo Hu heard him simply "guess", he was rarely speechless.

He knew that the formation outside was untied by Hongjun before he left, so that this little doll could find it here.

Hongjun picked up several brats and came back, but only this brat really cared about him.

Heh, I want to see what kind of tricks you Hongjun are up to.

He took a look at the only young man who barged in front of him other than Hongjun and his Qi Ling. The more he looked, the more he felt that this little doll with picturesque features was too kind.

The young man in gold was shorter than him. When he looked up at him, his peach blossom eyes shone brightly, and his brows were full of youthful spirit, which made his hands a little itchy.

"Little doll, come here."

Li Jiancheng took a few steps forward. Although his mind was still a little confused, he was not at all worried that the unpredictable Demon Ancestor in front of him would attack him.

It turns out that, sometimes, intuition can be misleading.

Li Jiancheng's face was slumped, and his high ponytail, which was originally neatly tied, was rubbed into a bird's nest ball by the other party.

Why, everyone he met who was older than him, regardless of gods, demons, demons, ghosts, or immortals, liked to rub his hair so much? !

"pretty fun."

Satisfied, Luo Hu rubbed enough, pinched his face again, and then let go of his devil's claws.Seeing the young man frowning and daring to speak out, he rolled his eyes, and suddenly had an idea to tease him.

"No wonder Hongjun locked me here mercilessly for you."

Li Jiancheng's facial paralysis broke out in a second: "What?!"

Luo Hu propped his chin and smiled, "You don't believe me?"

Li Jiancheng shook his head frantically.

Luo Hu shook the chain on his wrist and said, "Do you know that this place was originally a sealing platform?"

"Hongjun said it himself. He was afraid that you would be frightened by the darkness here, so he released a seal of this seat and changed the scene here."

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

Li Jiancheng put his chin back and said silently in his heart.

The demon ancestor in front of him doesn't have the consciousness of being a prisoner at all, okay?

He is obviously bound here, but the aura around him is still arrogant and unparalleled.

It seems that this is not the secret place where he is imprisoned, but the three thousand worlds under his feet.

Li Jiancheng looked at Luo Hu, who was still lamenting to himself that he was a majestic demon ancestor, and Luo Hu, who had become a prisoner because of a little boy, seemed to be possessed by a showman at this moment.

... No, which prisoner is as handsome as him.

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In Tianchi, Lingzhu, who was completely submerged in the water, had calm brows and eyes, but the red silk in her hair never fell on the water surface, but sank to the bottom of the pool, revealing a faint red glow under the water.

Beside the Lianhua Terrace, Dao Ancestor, who is the supreme being of heaven and earth, suddenly opened his eyes, which were as quiet as deep water.His fingertips slid across the dancing flames, and sighed softly:

"Old friends meet each other, but do not know each other."