Chapter 1693: A Field of Illusion
"The strongest anti-routine system ()"!
In a blink of an eye, six years have passed.
Five years ago, Xuanyuan Wanrong gave birth to a son, the people all over the world were overjoyed, the courtiers were a sensation, and a seven-day banquet was held.
Today, it happened to be the time of the banquet again, and it was also the birthday of Xu Que's son.
In the imperial garden, Xu Que was playing with a little boy.
Although the little boy is only a few years old, but from the appearance, he already has a bit of Xu Que's shadow.
Xuanyuan Wanrong was sitting at the stone table, looking at the backs of the two, a faint smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.
But when Xu Que looked over, she returned to her expressionless and indifferent appearance again.
Seeing this situation, Xu Que could not 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 an involuntary relationship and had a child, but Xuanyuan Wanrong is still this cold Attitude.
Holding the child, Xu Que walked up to Xuanyuan Wanrong, and stretched out his right hand towards her: "Let's go, empress, the banquet is about to begin."
Xuanyuan Wanrong's expression was slightly startled, and when she looked up, the sun just fell from behind Xu Que, creating a hazy halo around him.
After hesitating for a moment, she gently put her hand on it.
In the blink of an eye, time flies by.
In a blink of an eye, decades have passed.
Rao Xu Que has made countless changes in this world, but after all, he can't change the fact that Xuanyuan Wanrong and him are mortals.
In the palace, Xu Que was lying on a hospital bed, very old and wrinkled.
And beside him, there is Xuanyuan Wanrong who is also old and no longer young.
In front of them, there were a group of ministers kneeling.
There is also a young man who looks like Xu Que and Xuanyuan Wanrong, kneeling in front of the dragon couch with a sad face.
"Damn it, why are people in this world so short-lived... I'm already a master, yet I can only live to be in my fifties..." Xu Que cursed weakly.
Xuanyuan Wanrong still had that calm expression, and said softly, "Why, do you still want to stay in this world?"
"That's not it... mainly because I just developed a hot pot flavor, I haven't tried it yet, who the hell, go to the imperial dining room and ask them to bring me a hot pot." Xu Que ordered a maid next to him to say.
Hearing this, the maid hurriedly got up and ran out of the house.
Just two steps away, there was a "bang dang" sound from behind, the maid's footsteps froze, and she turned her head slowly, only to see Xu Que's hand drooping beside the bed.
Xuanyuan Wanrong, who was on the side, had also closed her eyes, and put one hand on Xu Que's body lightly, and the two of them fell silent.
The sadness on the young man's face was palpable, and the officials around him were also crying bitterly.
"Royal Father! Queen Mother!"
"His Majesty!"
On this day, the sage, the sage, and the empress were buried, and Kyushu mourned.
...
Whoosh!
A white light flashed, and the picture in front of them seemed to be broken like a mirror, but after 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, and even had a look of confusion. It was not until they saw everything around them that they gradually recovered.
There is a saying in Buddhism that the world of mortals is but a dream, whoever realizes the big dream first.
Decades in a hurry are nothing but an illusion.
Xu Que was still in a daze at this moment. Although he retained his memory, he had actually spent decades in the environment after all.
Looking at the past few decades, it can be said that there have been ups and downs. He rose as the monarch of a weak country, experienced ups and downs, and finally became the sage of Kyushu.
This seemingly long period of mortal life in the eyes of cultivators made Xu Que's heart a little deeper.
Now that the illusion is broken, and the dream is awakened, a burst of indescribable sadness surges from the bottom of my heart.
"Big dreams are floating, such a brilliant life is just a dream, so what is my life?"
It was the first time Xu Que had this kind of thought. Although he knew that it was a sequela caused by leaving the illusion, he still couldn't get rid of it.
Just as he was getting deeper and deeper in this complicated emotion, it was Xuanyuan Wanrong's voice that woke him up.
"You're right, you can leave after your death."
Xuanyuan Wanrong's expression was as usual, as if her life in the past few decades was really a dream, "The inheritance of the ancient Buddha is really extraordinary, now that you have passed the test, go and accept the inheritance."
Xu Que looked up and down Xuanyuan Wanrong with a strange expression, and glanced at the key place from time to time.
By the way... this woman seems to have given birth to a son for herself in the illusion, right?
Will there be any changes to the body?
It's a pity that those old things actually drugged both of them. If only Xuanyuan Wanrong was drugged, then he could still retain some memories.
Just when Xu Que was full of regret, Xuanyuan Wanrong's face flashed a blush that was not easy to be noticed, and said coldly: "This is the matter, I will continue to look for something that can undo the Taiyi Book of Heaven, you can do it yourself."
After finishing speaking, the whole figure changed and disappeared in place in an instant.
"Oh no..."
Seeing Xuanyuan Wanrong disappear, Xu Que sighed regretfully.
"I also wanted to ask you, has your body changed after giving birth... This illusion should not have any effect on your body."
Somewhere in the desert, Xuanyuan Wanrong's figure was gradually revealed.
She looked back at the ancient city that had become extremely small, a blush involuntarily appeared on her cheeks, and her delicate hands were slightly clenched.
"This bastard...you dare to look at me like this even after you've come out."
With her cultivation base, the mere decades of life in the illusion would not have much interference, but the experience in the Eastern Tang Kingdom still inevitably affected her mind.
Even she herself didn't realize that the reason why she ran so fast was because there was already a crack in the layer of ice deep in her heart.
The attitude towards Xu Que has also undergone an imperceptible change.
After a while, 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 the illusion of everyone with great interest.
"Hey, that's it, beat this dead dog hard, make it always think of cheating me!"
"Yes, yes, and this wicked old man, deal with him a few more times!"
After watching for a while, I was sure that Su Yunlan and the others were fine, and that they would be able to get out of the magic mirror after a while, so they relaxed and began to think about another question.
Where is the inheritance of this ancient Buddha?
I have already passed the four levels. Judging from this situation, the inheritance test should be almost over.
But with so many people left, is it possible that everyone can share the inheritance of the ancient Buddha equally?
"clang!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
Just when he was puzzled, the bell that had appeared in the previous levels rang again...
...
The latest chapter address of the strongest anti-routine system:
The reading address of the full text of the strongest anti-routine system:
The strongest anti-routine system txt download address:
The strongest anti-routine system mobile phone reading:
For the convenience of reading next time, you can click "Favorite" below to record the reading record of this (Chapter 1693 A Fantasy), and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!
If you like "The Strongest Anti-Routine System", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()