Chapter 1693 A fantasy scene

In a blink of an eye, six years have passed.

Five years ago, Xuanyuan Wanrong gave birth to a son. The people in the world were ecstatic and the court officials were sensational, and a seven-day ceremonial banquet was held.

Today is the time of the ceremonial banquet again, and it is also the birth of Xu Que's son.

In the Imperial Garden, Xu Quezheng played with a little boy.

Although the little boy is only a few years old, he already has a bit of Xu Que's shadow in terms of appearance.

Xuanyuan Wanrong sat at the stone table, looking at the backs of the two, and a faint smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.

However, when Xu Que looked at him, she returned to her expressionless cold look.

Seeing this, Xu Que couldn't help but sigh.

The two have been here for more than ten years. Even under the bad idea of ​​the old doctor, the two had sex in an involuntary situation and had a child, but Xuanyuan Wanrong still had this cold attitude.

Holding the child, Xu Que walked to Xuanyuan Wanrong and stretched out his right hand to her: "Let's go, Empress, the ceremony is about to begin."

Xuanyuan Wanrong looked slightly stunned. When she looked up, she saw that the sunlight fell from behind Xu Que, and a hazy halo appeared around him.

After hesitating for a moment, she gently put her hand on.

In the blink of an eye, time flies.

In a blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Even though Xu Que has made countless changes in this world, he cannot change the fact that Xuanyuan Wanrong and him are both mortals.

In the palace, Xu Que was lying on the hospital bed, drooping old and wrinkled on his face.

And beside him was Xuanyuan Wanrong, who was also old and no longer as young as her youth.

In front of them, there were a group of ministers kneeling.

There was also a young man who looked like Xu Que and Xuanyuan Wanrong, kneeling in front of the dragon couch, with a sad face.

"Damn, why are people in this world so short-lived... I'm so powerful, I can only live in my fifties..." Xu Que cursed weakly.

Xuanyuan Wanrong still had that quiet expression and said softly: "Why, do you still want to stay in this world?"

"That's not...it's mainly the hot pot flavor I just developed. I haven't tried it yet. Who? Go to the imperial kitchen and ask them to bring me some hot pot." Xu Que instructed a maid next to him.

Upon hearing this, the maid quickly got up and ran outside the house.

After walking two steps, a "clang" suddenly came from behind. The maid froze and slowly turned around. She only saw Xu Que's hand hanging by the bed.

Xuanyuan Wanrong, who was standing beside her, had already closed her eyes and gently placed one hand on Xu Que, and the two of them disappeared.

The sadness on the young man's face was beyond words, and the ministers around him also cried bitterly.

"Father! Queen Mother!"

"His Majesty!"

On this day, the Holy Lord and Queen of the Holy Lord are in the sky and the Nine Provinces are mourning.

...

Whoosh!

A white light flashed, and the picture in front of me seemed to be broken. In just a trance, the two of them returned to the ancient city again.

After standing still for a long time, they slowly opened their eyes.

The moment they opened their eyes, the two of them were full of vicissitudes of life, and even had a confused look. It was not until they saw everything around them that they gradually returned to the clarity.

Buddhism has a saying, "The world is just a dream, but who will realize the great dream first?"

Decades of time have passed, but it is just a illusion.

Xu Que was still a little dazed at this time. Although he retained his memory, he spent decades in the environment.

Looking at the past few decades, it can be said that it has been ups and downs. As the king of a weak country, he has experienced ups and downs, and eventually became the Holy Lord of Jiuzhou.

This seemingly long but extremely short mortal life in the eyes of immortals made Xu Que's heart a little deeper.

Now that the illusion has been broken, the dream has just woken up, an indescribable feeling of sadness has surged from the bottom of my heart.

"A big dream is like a life, such a brilliant life is just a dream, so what is my life?"

Xu Que had this idea for the first time. Although he knew that this was a sequelae that had just left the illusion, he still couldn't take it off.

Just as he fell deeper and deeper in this complex emotion, it was Xuanyuan Wanrong's voice that awakened him.

"You are right, you can leave after a lifetime."

Xuanyuan Wanrong's face was as usual, as if her decades of life had really been a dream. "The inheritance of ancient Buddha is indeed extraordinary. Now that you have passed the test, go and accept the inheritance."

Xu Que looked up and down at Xuanyuan Wanrong with a strange expression, and his eyes glancing at the critical place from time to time.

By the way... this woman seemed to have given birth to a son for herself in the illusion?

Will there be any changes to the body?

What a pity that those old guys actually drugged both of them. It would be great if they only gave it to Xuanyuan Wanrong, so that they could still retain some memories.

Just as Xu Que sighed with regret, a bright red flashed across Xuanyuan Wanrong's face that was not easy to be noticed, and she said coldly: "It's a matter of this, I will continue to look for something that can relieve Taiyi Tianshu, so you can do it yourself."

After saying that, his whole body changed and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Oh no..."

Seeing Xuanyuan Wanrong's figure disappear, Xu Que sighed with regret.

"I'm still thinking about asking you if your body has changed after giving birth... This illusion should have no effect on the body."

At some point in the desert, Xuanyuan Wanrong's figure gradually appeared.

She looked back at the ancient city that had become extremely small, and a blush appeared on her cheeks involuntarily, and her delicate little hands were slightly tightened.

"This bastard...he dares to look at me with such eyes when he comes out."

With her cultivation level, her life in a illusion for only a few decades will naturally not be too much disturbing, but her experience in the Eastern Tang Kingdom still inevitably affected her mind.

Even she herself didn't notice it. The reason why she ran so fast was because the layer of ice deep in her heart had a crack.

His attitude towards Xu Que has also changed that is not easy to be noticed.

After a moment, Xuanyuan Wanrong's expression returned to calm and she continued to move towards the depths of the desert.

On the other side, Xu Que was standing there, looking at everyone's illusion with interest.

"Hey, that's it. Beat this dead dog hard, so it always wants to trick me!"

"Yes, yes, and this ill-ethical old man, deal with him a few more times!"

After looking for a while, he was sure that Su Yunlan and others were not seriously injured. He probably would be able to escape from the illusion mirror after a while, so he felt relieved and began to think about another question.

Where is the ancient Buddha heritage?

I have passed the four levels. Judging from this situation, the test of inheritance should be almost done.

But there are so many people left, can we share the ancient Buddha heritage?

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Just when he was puzzled, the bell that had appeared in the previous few levels rang again...

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Chapter completed!