[Comprehensive] The Adventures of the Hidden Prince

"Nezha, go down the mountain to find your uncle Jiang Ziya Jiang, and wait for his orders."

In the Golden Cave of Qianyuan Mountain, Daoist Taiyi has white beard and hair, but his face is not as old as an old man.

"Master, I know that you are bored, so bear with it. After this catastrophe, everything will be fine."

The young man with a handsome face lowered his eyes, covering up the indifferent emotions in his eyes.

"The apprentice knows."

Watching Nezha's leaving back, Master Taiyi felt lost. He always had a premonition that this child... never let go.

That's all, that's all, everyone has their own fate.

Nezha came out of the Golden Light Cave, but he didn't leave Qianyuan Mountain.

He raised his gun and walked to the ten-mile peach forest in the back mountain, and danced in the forest.The tip of the gun was dotted with peach petals, and it fell all over the sky.

There was a glimmer of light in Nezha's eyes, and he saw a water pool in the forest with a slight aura.

Under the peach petals flying all over the sky, Nezha took a stubborn stone lying on the edge of the pool and put it in the Qiankun bag, then set up the hot wheel and left Qianyuan Mountain.

But he didn't go directly to Xiqi to find Jiang Ziya, as Daoist Taiyi said, but came to a mountain of skeletons.

Nezha followed his memory to find the Bone Cave, and a formula wiped away the dust in the room.

The young man with a clear face stood in the formerly gorgeous cave, and his unwavering expression finally changed.

He reached into the universe bag and took out the stubborn stone.

The young man who was once rebellious, when his eyes fell on this stubborn rock, he felt a little bit apologetic.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, the boy finally moved.

He raised his hand, and Huntian Ling turned into clouds, covering the entire cave, and then put the stubborn stone in front of him.

Nezha took a fixed look at the stone, and the absurd deeds of his youth flashed through his mind.

As the clouds formed, Nezha raised his hand, poked straight into his heart, and took out a spirit bead of Hunyuan Yurun.

The sun and the moon are used to refine gold, and a spirit pearl can see through the room.

With a pretty pale face, Nezha held up the spirit bead flatly, and crossed a trace of the spirit source from above to the stubborn stone.

The origin of Lingzhu contains the purest and purest breath of heaven and earth.

The stubborn stone was once born outside the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, and was tempered by earth, fire, water and wind to develop a human form, but later it was destroyed by Nezha.Now with this trace of spiritual source, it is just around the corner to restore his former cultivation base, and even improve it to a higher level.

"I know you're still conscious."

"Biyun has been reincarnated, this life is good."

"Cultivate well, and don't come out until the Conferred Gods Battle is over."

Nezha sent the spirit beads back to his heart, and for a moment, his whole body was like a withered lotus flower, and his lifelessness spread. It was not until the spirit beads returned that his complexion slowly recovered.

Nezha rested against the wall for a while, and when his strength recovered, he raised his gun and strode out of the cave.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, Nezha stopped. He didn't look back, but said in a low voice:

"Shi Ji, in the past, I'm sorry."

As soon as the words fell, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Shi Ji could be rescued, but Ao Bing, he didn't even have the chance to say an apology.

Then Nezha took back the Huntian Ling hovering above the cave, and left.

The stubborn stone in the cave has changed its appearance, the colorful halo pervades the cave, and it is vaguely a female body.

The woman sighed lowly, and then fled away.

Nezha was standing on the hot wheel, not far in front of him was Jiang Ziya.

His eyes were long, and he turned back into that doll with a delicate and beautiful face.

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'Zixiao Palace'.

When Li Jiancheng woke up from a coma, he saw a somewhat familiar hall, but the hall was empty, and Luo Hu was not around.

He closed his eyes, quietly released his spiritual sense to investigate the surrounding situation, and swept over the main hall where he was detained and the surrounding places, and found, as expected, that there were no guards left at all.

Are you sure that as a human being, you can't do anything in the highest level dojo in this world?

Li Jiancheng smiled indifferently, that's really embarrassing, you are wrong.

A long sword flowing with golden light appeared in his hand. Li Jiancheng weighed it and curled his lips. It seemed a bit difficult to break through at this level.

How about trying some of the spells that Hongjun taught him earlier?

The figure of the Taoist ancestor he knew flashed across Li Jiancheng's mind, and compared the ones he met here horizontally, he still looked pleasing to the eye.

Li Jiancheng held the sword in one hand and made a tactic with the other. Just as he was about to use his strength, a soft voice came from his ear.

"Don't rush to run."

"Rahu?"

"it's me."

"Where are you?"

"I'm fine, but I made money instead. Stay where you are and don't wander around. I'll come to you when I break the seal."

"it is good."

Li Jiancheng was skeptical, believing that Luo Hu never spoke big words, and doubting that Luo Hu's voice was so weak that it really didn't seem like he said nothing.

However, even though Luo Hu's voice was a little weak at the moment, the joyful breath coming out of it was not fake.

"You can do whatever you want here, and it won't notice."

With a flash of light in Li Jiancheng's eyes, he withdrew his sword, but there was no more sound from Luo Hu.

Can do anything?

Li Jiancheng clapped his hands, and a mirror like flowing water appeared in front of him, in which different scenes soon appeared.

With a swipe of Li Jiancheng's hand, the mirror surface was divided into two parts. One side seems to be in a military camp, but the furnishings are quite old, while the other side is the deep sea thousands of miles deep, with small weeping sounds.

With a flick of his hand, he closed the side of the screen showing the deep sea, and what appeared on the mirror now was the military camp from the beginning.

"Hey, did little Nezha go to join the army?"

Li Jiancheng propped his chin and thought, how old is this kid?Seven years old?Which army accepts such a small child?

Just as Li Jiancheng's thoughts were rushing, the screen changed, and a beautiful boy of sixteen or seventeen popped out.

The beautiful boy's complexion is extremely fair, and his hair is extremely black, and the contrast has a breathtaking beauty.He was wearing a plain suit, a gold bracelet around his wrist, a familiar red silk around his waist, and a long gun on his back, standing pretty and coldly in front of an old man.

His facial features tended to be a kind of indistinguishable beauty, but his femininity was suppressed by the coldness between his eyebrows.The tall and straight boy stood there, as cold and stern as a sharp knife drawn from its sheath.

Li Jiancheng was so shocked that he dropped the melons, ah no, he has no melons now.

No, have I been in a coma for ten years?

How did Nezha grow up so big all of a sudden?

Yes, the glamorous and beautiful boy who looks exactly like Lingzhuzi on the screen is Nezha from Chentangguan back then?

Li Jiancheng wondered, when he split Chun and Jing Mingyu to Nezha and Ao Bing, they were obviously still children, right?

Uh, I still want the cloud to attract children.

Speaking of Chunhe Jingming, its appearance was actually an accident.

At first, Li Jiancheng took the most pleasing jade from Daozu's collection as the first version of the forum material. After many experiments with no success, Luo Hu randomly drew a formation on it, and it was inexplicably half successful.Li Jiancheng shook his hand, and dropped several other small formations on it.

However, there are too many superimposed functions in this way, which is not easy to use. When Lingzhu passed by, he fell in love with this pair of jade pendants, and took them to play for a few days.

After Li Jiancheng remembered that he had made a semi-finished product in the forum, it had been thrown in the Tianchi by the spirit beads and soaked in the Tianchi for a long time, and it was automatically upgraded to a first-grade magic weapon.

Li Jianben thought that it was a magic weapon second only to Lingbao, so he put away thoughts that might be useful in the future, and threw them into his small space.

Then after coming to this world, I gave it to Nezha and Ao Bing.

The name Chunhe Jingming was chosen by Li Jiancheng at will, but its role is also worthy of the name.

After all, the raw material is the finest soul-nourishing jade.

On the screen, Nezha is reporting something to the old man, and his voice is like gold and stone, clear and crisp.

The old man couldn't see anything, but his attitude was very kind. When he listened to Nezha's report, his face was quite peaceful.It's just that the little boy behind the old man was aggrieved, and when Nezha finished his report, he accused Nezha of being so indifferent to the prime minister.

Before the old prime minister could speak, Nezha glanced at the boy lightly, and said, "Nezha has always been like this, he doesn't know how to be polite." Then he turned and left.

Li Jiancheng took a few glances and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why is this child not angry at all?

In his impression, Nezha was a very lively child, but now he is full of hostility but it is frighteningly heavy.

As if bearing endless disasters, but still stubbornly straightened his waist, unwilling to give in.

Li Jiancheng suddenly thought of Nuwa whom he had met for the first time in this world, and Tiandao in Hongjun's shell, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head.

……No way?

Li Jiancheng quickly opened the other side of the water mirror, and what appeared in front of him was the endless deep sea.

But no one showed up.

Li Jiancheng frowned, closed his eyes and felt the spiritual spell that had fallen on Ao Bing.

After a while, he opened his eyes.

Both Nezha and Ao Bing involuntarily activated Chun and Jing Mingyu, but only Ao Bing touched the soul-raising technique hidden in the jade.

Ao Bing is the third prince of the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, who can destroy his body and directly hurt his soul?

Li Jiancheng recalled that Nvwa said that the "Lingzhuzi" was reincarnated as Nezha in the lower world according to Yuxu's decree, and he was the forerunner of the Battle of Conferred Gods.

So what is the beginning of becoming a forerunner?

The scene of Xiaobailong and Nezha smiling at each other appeared in front of his eyes, and Li Jiancheng suddenly felt that it was rare to come to such a similar world without making a big fuss, and he was really sorry to come here.

"Are you right, Rahu?"

The black-robed Demon Ancestor had appeared at the entrance of the hall at some unknown time.

His walking movements were still a little unsteady, and his expression was extremely frenzied, but when Li Jiancheng looked over, the madness and sternness on his face turned into a gentle breeze.

"If you want to make trouble, then go ahead, I will take care of everything."

Seeing the young man in gold wipe off the mirror with one hand, his bright face was full of evil, Luo Hu pressed his head, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Left or so, my strength has almost recovered."

Although it is only half of the original, it is still possible to help you vent your anger.

Ah, and my hard-working little beads.

Luo Hu chuckled, it was really difficult for him, and he tried his best to wake himself up.

Li Jiancheng noticed a very significant change in the demon ancestor in front of him the moment Luo Hu appeared.

But it doesn't matter, he is still the Luo Hu he knows.

"What about 'he' here?"

Luo Hu's eyes darkened: "It's almost gone."

Li Jiancheng raised his eyebrows: "'You' aren't there either?"

Luo Hu nodded silently, if he was here, when would he get that thing out?

Li Jiancheng chuckled: "Then what about the dove occupying the magpie's nest, don't you still keep it?"

Luo Hu shook his hands: "How is it possible, I'm tied." Then he frowned in disgust: "If you can't kill him, the world will be over if you kill him."

"Okay." Li Jiancheng couldn't deny it. "Now, let's dig out the world consciousness. I don't believe it doesn't know anything about it."

Li Jiancheng didn't ask what Luo Hu had been through. He listened to what Luo Hu wanted to say, and didn't ask if he didn't want to.

Just like that year, he treated the Lingzhu awakened from Tianchi with the same attitude.

Luo Hu was walking beside Li Jiancheng, and his corner of the eye fell on the young man who was still a head shorter than him, and he couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

However, thousands of feelings, but in the end it was only one sentence, which was suppressed in his heart.

haven't seen you for a long time.

What did Luo Hu do when he was taken alone by 'Hongjun'?

It's just that, out of curiosity about the former love of this body, I came here to "consolate" it.

Although this 'consolation' is full of malice.

In the void eyes of 'Hongjun', cruelty and innocence were intertwined, and the mixed and chaotic aura irritated Luo Hu, and the disgust on his face was not concealed at all, and it was directly revealed.

It looked at Luo Hu's disgusted expression and didn't care.

Oh, no matter how much you hate me, now you are nothing but a prisoner.

At this moment, Luo Hu put all his attention on the seal in his soul, and didn't give 'Hongjun' another look.

'Hongjun' didn't care either, it just looked at Luo Hu, and then stretched out its hand straight into the depths of Luo Hu's soul.

Because of its connection with Dao Patriarch Hongjun, it could easily feel that this seal was placed on Luo Hu by Hongjun.

It turned out that Hongjun still let Luo Hu go?

Hmph, it knew how that pious Hongjun would be willing to really kill Luo Hu.

'Hongjun' touched the seal with his fingertips, feeling the power belonging to the Dao ancestor above, and guessed in his heart that this should be the reason why Luo Hu was able to survive back then.

A soft smile suddenly appeared on its face, with endless malice in its tone:

"Hongjun, I will not make any of your wishes come true."

"What you cherish, I will smash it all for you to see."

In the dark, such words with endless malice seemed to reach the ears of Daozu who didn't know where he was in this world.

There was thunder on the 'Zixiao Palace'.

Luo Hu's consciousness sank into the long-lost chaos.

In the gray that is not visible on the sky and the earth, whose bright eyes are filled with bright fire?

The purple-robed young man described himself as being in a state of distress, dragging him along the endless dark passages, but the excitement on his face remained undiminished.

The newborn Qi Ling imitated him and transformed into a gun shadow, and the red silk stretched into a gorgeous stream of clouds in the darkness.

This is all the long past in his memory, and he has forgotten it for an unknown number of years.

"Oh, there is a demon here who is about to die."

The clear voice pierced through the layers of fog, and accompanied by the sound of Lingling piano, a bright yellow figure broke through the chaos and came with a lamp.

Thousands of sword shadows cleared the way for him, the man's face was blurred in the light and shadow, but Luo Hu remembered the shallow smile on his lips.

It's Wan Chuan's autumn water stunned.

He once stood in the Nine Layers of Clouds, unrestrained and clear, and once bathed in blood and shot across the three thousand demon gods.

The chaotic years are long, there are old friends and new friends, fight with him, sing with him, be gentle with him for thousands of years, and guard with him forever.

Stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the clouds, and join hands with him to sink together.

With 'Hongjun' undoing the seals in his soul, everything he could not understand, forget, and experience all came back.

There was a maniacal laugh on the handsome face of the black-robed demon ancestor, and his eyes were filled with darkness and madness from the abyss.

Well, what a Hongjun, what a Taoist——

You are really capable.

Luo Hu restrained his whole body in arrogance, and held his right hand empty. A silver spear came from outside the sky and appeared in his hand.

The long spear is decorated with white tassels, and the tip of the spear is full of evil spirits, like huge waves churning in a sea of ​​blood.

"Murder, god, gun—?!"

'Hongjun' took a few steps back, with panic all over his face: "No, it's impossible!"

The God Killing Spear has clearly been destroyed by Dao Ancestor!

Luo Hu cast a sideways glance at 'Hongjun', no, it was the Heavenly Dao of this side of the world in his shell, and sparks were burning in his eyes.

"Why is it impossible?"

The Demon Ancestor let out a heck, who gave it the guts to attack him?

However, for the sake of this thing accidentally breaking the seal on your body, I won't kill you.

Luo Hu raised his hand, and chopped the counterfeit aside, a crystal blue chain wound up, entangled with the Dao of Heaven.

"The Nine Heavens Thunder that Hongjun used to imprison me is not bad for you now."

Luo Hu admired the terrified face of Tiandao, it was really rare to show such an expression on this face.

Unfortunately it is fake.

The black-robed demon ancestor brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, turned around and left Shi Shiran.

Now, go meet an old friend.

But now, Luo Hu looked at Li Jiancheng's bright yellow back with a smile in front of him, and understood why Hongjun and Lingzhu made the same choice.

Well, in fact, he is the same.

If he hadn't agreed back then, it wouldn't be the case now.

That's good, really good.

Those long, sad memories that have accumulated for thousands of years, those reincarnations that have been soaked in endless years...

Blood and fire, battle and song, violin heart and sword spirit, cause and effect and law, will no longer be burdened by him alone.

Li Jiancheng would not know these things, and if he could, he would not need to know those things in his life.

Yunmeng smoke and water are far away, and the vegetation in the hometown is deep.

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River has not changed, and the old friends in the north are still there.

The young man stands in the cloud building, and smiles with frowning eyebrows.

He goes home when he wants to go home, goes out when he wants to go out, and does whatever he wants to do.

As long as you're happy, you'll be fine.

There was a comfortable smile between Luo Hu's brows and eyes. He felt that when he returned, he could consider beating Hongjun softly.