Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 123 Who Are You?

On February [-], the dragon looked up.

Xiao Luo's canonization ceremony for the crown prince began slowly, and the city of Tianzi was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and crowded with people.

Envoys from all over the world offered great gifts, and the people competed to see the crown prince who was said to be the reincarnation of a saint.

Emperor Ming got up from the sickbed, held Xiao Luo by the hand, climbed to the highest tower of the imperial city, and announced to the world the heir apparent of Northern Li.

"The second is the most important thing, the style is solid, and the family is strong. One has Yuanliang, and it is chaste to all countries. Luo, the king of Shunwu, has a long-term quality, a luxuriant style, a grand plan, and a beautiful industry. It is advisable to take advantage of the tripod industry and allow the guards to guard the weapon. Make him the crown prince, announce to the world, and let people know."

At the same time, the East China Sea is thousands of miles away.

Xiao Han, Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianruo finally landed on Penglai Island in the stormy sea.

After half a year, they encountered countless dangers, but fortunately both Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianruo had entered the realm of freedom, and Xiao Han had the kung fu of stepping on the clouds, so the three survived.

"Xiao Han, are you sure this is Penglai Fairy Mountain? But where is the fairy?"

Sikong Qianruo asked hopefully.

The merchant ship they were on had left long ago, leaving only a small boat, and this small boat was also broken up by the waves halfway, leaving a few planks.

Now, even the wooden boards do not know where they have drifted.

If it wasn't for Penglai Fairy Mountain, the three of them would have been trapped here to death.

Xiao Han stared at the milky white mist on the island, and an attic looming in the mist.

He smiled wryly: "If it's not a mirage, then it must be the place we are looking for. As for the immortal, maybe he is making tea and waiting for us to drink it."

"Immortals make tea for us? You are so whimsical."

Sikong Qianruo didn't believe such a good thing happened.

"Don't guess, just go forward."

Lei Wujie was more unlucky. When he fell into the water, his clothes were caught by the rocks, so he could only be shirtless at the moment.

The sun on the sea was extremely strong, and he had already peeled off a layer of skin, which was painful and itchy.

"Walk."

Xiao Han took the lead and walked forward, his body had reached its limit, if this island was not fluffy, he would stay here and not leave.

It's not bad to die in this beautiful world.

After walking forward for half an hour, a valley appeared in front of the three of them.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the emerald peak is about to drop.

Qianruo exclaimed in surprise, "Look, there's a building there!"

"There are only eight pillars, what kind of building is this?"

Lei Wujie looked at the eight towering pillars, but couldn't guess the purpose of these pillars.

"Go down and have a look."

The three of them walked into the valley and approached those huge stone pillars.

Surrounded by giant pillars, there is a round platform paved with bluestone, about ten feet in size, with a picture of eight trigrams deep half a finger engraved on the platform.

Looking at the giant pillars, they are also made of bluestone, and the constellations are carved on them.

"It's so exquisite, Sanyuan 28, it's not bad at all."

Xiao Han turned around the stone pillar, admiring while watching: "East Palace Qinglong Qisu, Jiao, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Wei, Kei."

"Nangong Suzaku's seven constellations: Well, Ghost, Willow, Star, Zhang, Wing, and Zhen."

"West Palace White Tiger Seven Mansions: Kui, Lou, Wei, Subaru, Bi, Zi, Shen."

"Northern Palace Xuanwu Qisu: Dou, Niu, Nv, Xu, Danger, Room, Wall."

Qianruo interrupted him: "Don't look at it, Lei Wujie and I can't understand it anyway, so what are you talking about these pillars for?"

Xiao Han thought: "This is an altar, it should be used by immortals to communicate with celestial beings."

"Isn't it stepping on these pillars to go to the sky?"

Qianruo looked up suspiciously, the top of the pillar was hidden in the clouds, she couldn't see the end.

"Hard to say."

"Xiao Han, your qinggong is good, why not climb up the pillar, maybe the immortal lives in the clouds."

Xiao Han looked around, and the attic that he saw before could not be seen at this time.

"Don't be busy, let's see this valley first."

At this moment, Lei Wujie stood at the very center of the altar.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the sky and the earth rotated, pulling the three of them into a cloud of emptiness.

When Xiao Han opened his eyes, Sikong Qianruo and Lei Wujie were no longer there.

His heart trembled slightly, and he called out in a deep voice, "Qianruo? Lei Wujie?"

No echo.

Xiao Han tried to move forward, but there was still no sign of the two of them.

While he was wondering, a figure suddenly appeared in the clouds and mist, sitting in front of him.

"You came."

The idol spoke.

Xiao Han was taken aback. The portrait in front of him had the same eyebrows and eyes as himself, just like looking at himself in a mirror.

"who are you?"

The portrait replied: "Who are you?"

This place is very mysterious, Xiao Han calmed down, and replied: "I am Xiao Han, because I am sick, so I come here to seek medical treatment, I implore the immortal to see you."

The portrait stared at him and continued to ask, "Who are you?"

Xiao Han pondered for a moment, and then replied: "My lord, Xiao Han, is the Sixth Prince of the Northern Li Dynasty and was named the King of Chang'an."

The figure asked for the third time, "Who are you?"

Are you playing machine?

who am I?
Who am I?
Xiao Han looked at the portrait that resembled himself, and suddenly his heart moved. The portrait asked about his deepest thoughts. When facing him alone, there is nothing to hide.

Who should I be?
"I am Xiao Han, the No.70 second emperor of the Northern Li Dynasty."

Xiao Han's mother is the main wife of Emperor Ming, the No.70 Queen of the Northern Li Dynasty, and she gave birth to two sons.

The eldest son was established as the prince at birth, but unfortunately died when he was three years old.

A few years later, the queen gave birth to Xiao Han again, and died soon after.

As a legitimate son, everyone knew that Xiao Han was the future heir, until he sued King Langya and was kicked out of Tianzi by Emperor Ming.

Even then, no one doubted Xiao Han's legitimacy.

Because Emperor Ming did not establish a queen again, and he favored concubine Xuan like Xuan, and did not change Emperor Ming's mind, the crown prince was reserved for Xiao Han.

The country will continue forever, and the prosperity of Chang'an.

This is Emperor Ming's expectation and also his destiny.

Hearing his third answer, the portrait frowned, showing a sweet smile, and then slowly disappeared.

Soon, a colorful ladder appeared in front of him, circling to the sky.

Xiao Han stepped on it, even though there were light clouds under his feet, it was like stepping on the ground, without any feeling of floating.

Step by step, climb up the sky along the ladder.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge bronze mirror appeared at the end of the ladder, with the inscription "White Gap".

Is it too late?

I don't know what to make of the mystery, Xiao Han stood in front of the bronze mirror.

Uwa~ Uwa~
In the mirror, there was the sound of a baby crying. Many court ladies and eunuchs were busy running around. The Emperor Ming, who was wearing a crown on his head, was smiling.

In the delivery room, although the empress was extremely weak, she still asked the maid to hold the baby to her side and kissed the baby lovingly.

"Mother, mother!"

This was the scene when he was born, Xiao Han greedily looked at the elegant and dignified queen, tears rolling down from the corner of his eyes.

Everything in the past continues to be reflected in the bronze mirror:
Babbling, studying, being named prince.

He first showed his talent in martial arts, and was accepted as a disciple by the master of Baixiaotang, and followed King Langya to practice in the army.

At the age of 17, he entered the Xiaoyaotian Realm, which shocked Beili Martial Arts.

He is a master of both civil and martial arts, with beautiful appearance and impeccable moral character. He is the most praised prince in the 300 years of the northern calendar.

Until a conspiracy struck, he pointedly pointed at his father's faults in front of all the officials in the Tai Chi Hall, and finally angered Emperor Ming and demoted him.

The sky is outside Zicheng, the night is cold and the moon is cool.

He rode away alone, but someone stopped his horse.

In a fierce fight, he was beaten into a disability by someone who came. If his teacher hadn't arrived, he would have died in the wilderness.

Further on, there was the dilapidated Snow White Villa in Northern Xinjiang, and he didn't even have the money to repair the house...

Looking at the scenes of the past, Xiao Han clutched his chest.

It hurts so much!
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