Grandmaster Plane [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Proof of the vicissitudes of life.

With a smile on his face, he continued the content again, and he wrote about Li Jiancheng.

After all, the two of them fought against each other as brothers, and it must be recorded in the history books very unbearably.

In the incident of Xuanwu Gate, he personally ruined Li Jiancheng's life, drained his blood, and consolidated the throne.

Maybe people in future generations will say that his throne has a wrong origin, but so what?

Li Shimin thought to himself, it was I who ruled the world in the prosperous Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it was I who expelled the Tartars and restored the rivers and mountains.

How could a mere blemish overshadow his wisdom!

As he thought about it, he wrote it down.

Well, write it down, write it all down, it's all necessary.

In this volume of Ming Huang, Emperor Taizong of Tang left a biography of his life.Even if the rumors turned out to be false later, and this volume of narrative records was said to be a martial arts secret book, which caused a wave of robbery in the palace several times, no one really saw the contents.

Li Shimin is so cunning, he hides it well after writing it, so he doesn't care what other people say.

Anyway, I am the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and I don't have the right to question anything I do.

He hid the yellow scroll behind the plaque in the imperial study with a righteous face.

Li Jiancheng

The young Muai is nothing more than that.

If describing his feelings, Li Jiancheng would choose this sentence to express his feelings frankly.

A year after the husband left, the conflict between him and Li Shimin finally came.

Looking at the young man who came in front of him, he recalled in a daze that he still remembered Mu Ai's mood back then, but that person did not choose him in the end.

Before he died, the red color of Xuanwu Gate and the vast blue sky made him feel like returning to the afternoon of that day.

At that time, with yellow hair hanging down his temples, the relationship between him and his husband was not so rigid.

He can tell his feelings frankly to the other party, even if he knows that he will get nothing.

In fact, after marrying a wife and having children, he knew that he liked a truly ruthless person.

This person doesn't look like a sage in a book who forgets love and loves the world.On the contrary, it looks more like an ordinary mortal who is tired, tired, and too lazy to give affection to others.

He doesn't know why the husband is so tired at such a young age, but he thinks he should take a rest when he is tired, until the husband is willing to take a look at himself.Until then, he will wait forever.

In the study, he had fantasized like a literati, young and white, and finally waited for that person to look back for a moment.

Under the starry night, he was waving his sword, trying to see his master swinging his sword gracefully once again.

In the water, river and mountain stream, he drifted away in a boat, listening to the sound of apes on both sides of the bank, what he recalled was the smile on his lips that was not a smile.

Young Muai.

Longing.

This feeling can be buried in the bottom of his heart, but he just shows it.He knew that many people liked Mr., but only he dared to do so.

Every time he angered Mr., he would feel from the bottom of his heart... That's great, this person would still look at him.

As the eldest son of the Li family and the natural heir, Li Jian should not be so capricious.However, there is a person who is so extraordinary that if he does not try his best, he will fly back to the sky.

When his clothes flew away again and he left ruthlessly in front of his eyes.

Li Jiancheng wanted to reach out and grab the hem of his clothes, asking him to stay.

However, Gu Shengyu can stay for Li Shimin, for his father, for the people of the world, but he will never stay for him, Li Jiancheng.

Mr. knows his own mind too well.

Li Jiancheng didn't know whether to be happy or lonely.

With the passage of time, the emotions took root in his heart, but he was not noticed, and he devoted himself to the cause of Li Clan's struggle for world hegemony.

Before he knew it, when he came back to his senses... the distance between himself and Gu Shengyu had already become so far that he couldn't catch up.

Stepping through the void, martial arts are extremely extreme.

The ten musts are closed, and Gu Shengyu leaves.

These two lines of words were written on the pure white silk handkerchief, and my heart ached like a knife.

He didn't even know when he calmed down, but after he came back to his senses, Datang had been established, and the conflict between him and Li Shimin had reached its final moment.

There is only one throne.

With this in mind, he confronted his brother with swords.

And when he lay down on the ground, looked up at the sky, and the warm blood poured out of his body continuously, Li Jiancheng was in a daze.

"He can't beat me."

What was said that day was vivid in my ears, but the person who said it couldn't help laughing.

"It turns out that Mr. Shaking his head that day was foreseen long ago..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, and his dark pupils were already covered with a layer of lifelessness.

Li Shimin came to the side of the dead Li Jiancheng, knelt on his left leg, and closed his wide eyes for him.

Wen Caiting's episode

What is it like to be locked up for ten years?

Wen Caiting can touch her conscience and say: "It's worse than death!"

But thinking about the benefits she got after suffering, she didn't care.

Because of the ten years of confinement, her martial arts is second only to Zhu Yuyan, and her status is last behind the contemporary master of the Demon Sect, Wan Wan.

What's more, because her seniority is not low, even Wanhou can't assign her at will.

So after living through the troubled times, at the beginning of Tang Dynasty, Wen Caiting was one of the biggest winners.

A stunning woman with high martial arts skills does not need to bind herself in the cold magic gate, she can see all the scenery in the world.

Wen Caiting's greatest joy now is to play around, travel all over the world, and admire famous mountains and rivers.

It's not that she didn't come across people who wanted to steal her money because of her beauty, but after the reign of Zhenguan, there were no such people, and she had nowhere to find her.

Forget it, for the sake of the kid on the throne doing his best to stabilize the country, Wen Caiting decided not to trouble him.

Throwing away the knocked melon seeds, she turned around and left the teahouse.Ignoring the terrified gazes of the people around him, he left Chang'an and headed southward.

I didn't know why I went wrong halfway, and ran to the other side of Changbai Mountain.

There are many ice peaks in front of my eyes, and the women's clothes are thin.

Changbai Mountain is the time when it is snowing. It is covered with snow and there are few people.

Standing here alone, Wen Caiting really felt that she was getting old and living in a trance.

But most of the time, what she will do next is to make mistakes and go to the mountains to enjoy the scenery.

People are alive, what do you really do?It is enough to live free.

Standing on the top of Changbai Mountain and watching the dawn and sunrise, on the way down the mountain, my feet slipped and fell into the mountain stream.

Twisting her foot and being unable to climb up, Wen Caiting secretly thought it was bad luck, and wondered if she would just die in this place?

She laughed foolishly, Wen Caiting didn't struggle, and fell to the soft snow.

In the morning light, with black hair and white skin, she looks like a fairy in the snow who has appeared in the world since the beginning of heaven.

As the sun rose higher and higher, strands of light penetrated the ice wall not far in front of Wen Caiting.

A miraculous scene appeared, lines of writing floating in the air like living creatures.

Wen Caiting opened her eyes at this moment, looking at those words... especially the last name.

"Gu Shengyu."

When she opened and closed her lips and uttered this name, she never thought that she would be so unfamiliar with these three words.

However, she kept repeating it, as if she was unwilling to be so jerky.Even disregarding the content of the strange book that countless martial arts practitioners could only ask for, he just obsessively read the name.

When a ray of light from the sky just hit her thick black hair, the color like ice and snow rolled over her shoulders and melted into the temperature of snow.

Beautiful face, blue silk and white hair.

Wen Caiting's brows were hurt, and she thought obsessively: "My friend."

The third volume of swords and the Tang Dynasty