Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1185 The Grand Finale (6)
"You really didn't disappoint me." Shen Qingxuan's face was very cold, "You brought me from another world?"

Wangchen looked calm, "Didn't your grandmother tell you already?"

Shen Qingxuan's face turned even colder, "Is there any way to undo the Hua family's curse?" This is the purpose of her going up the mountain today, and Wangchen must give an explanation no matter what.

Wang Chen poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Little girl, you can't be so indifferent when talking to your elders. Well, how should I put it..." A white mist slowly appeared in his eyes, and his voice became ethereal . "I'm also your ancestor."

Shen Qingxuan is a descendant of the former dynasty, and to some extent naturally has the blood of the family, but it has been hundreds of years, and it is estimated that the blood has disappeared long ago.

"The treasure map and keys are all here, how can we find the treasure?" Shen Qingxuan looked at him firmly, "Don't you just want to see Empress Ruixian? I will help you, but the premise is that you must lift the curse of the Hua family. "Wangchen's expression didn't change, but when Shen Qingxuan mentioned the words Empress Ruixian, his fingers trembled slightly, and then he put down the tea cup, his face was calm and his eyes were slightly turbulent.

"As expected, she told you everything." He sighed, looking at Shen Qingxuan with slightly complicated eyes, joyful and melancholy, clear and a little guilty. "Not yet, the time is not up."

Shen Qingxuan frowned, "What do you mean?"

Wangchen lowered his eyes, didn't look at her, seemed to be in deep thought, and seemed to have drifted away. "Back then, she used her own blood and soul to activate the formation, and used the world as a medium to seal the tomb." His voice was calm and steady, like misty green smoke, with the melancholy of the mist in the south of the Yangtze River. "You guessed right, the treasure is in her tomb. It's not enough to find the treasure map, but the blood of the soul of another world that must match her blood and soul is the only way to open it." He looked at Shen Qingxuan, his eyes were silent Like a deep pool. "This is one of the reasons why I used forbidden techniques to recruit you to this world."

"One of them?" Shen Qingxuan looked at him with a half-smile, "Is there any other reason?"

"Of course." Wang Chen ignored her sarcasm and glanced at Feng Qingli. "You have already died in that world, but your lifespan is not yet exhausted. If your soul does not bend over your body that matches your magnetic field, you can only float in nothingness. Within seven days, your soul will fly away, and you will never be reborn forever."

Shen Qingxuan wanted to laugh, she had never believed in these ghosts and gods, but suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was said to have lived for more than 600 years, plus her own time travel.It seems that nothing is impossible.

Feng Qingli held her hand, with a hint of worry and fear in her expression.

"Furthermore." Wangchen paused, and continued: "You have a relationship with this kid, if you are not pulled from another world, he will be alone for the rest of his life."

Shen Qingxuan was a little taken aback, Feng Qingli just raised her eyebrows, with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

"Of course, it is indeed out of my selfishness to recruit you from another world." Wang Chen did not shirk any responsibility, his expression was still as calm as water.The robe hangs down on the ground, the brows are peaceful, and the eyes are as quiet as running water, as if no matter how things change in the world, they can't affect his thoughts.

A face suddenly flashed across Shen Qingxuan's mind, a peerless face as graceful as a shocking bird.That person will always have such an indifferent demeanor, with a refined and unfathomable smile.Does this mean that like a teacher, there must be a disciple?Thinking of Feng Qingyue, she couldn't help wondering where he went.

"Can you break the Hua family's curse?" There are still eighteen days left, and there are still eighteen days left for Feng Qingyue's birthday.

"Yes, and no." Wang Chen answered ambiguously.

"What do you mean?" Shen Qingxuan's eyes flashed sharply.

Wangchen seemed to smile, then glanced at Feng Qingli who was sitting next to her with a dull and gloomy face, and sighed for a long time. "Originally, you could explain it to him by yourself..." Seeing Feng Qingli's gaze, he paused, then shook his head helplessly. "Don't you always wonder why I can live for more than 600 years?"

Shen Qingxuan and Feng Qingli looked at each other, raised their eyebrows and looked at Wangchen.A smile flashed across Wangchen's eyes, but it was a bit desolate.He looked at the closed door, and his eyes suddenly went blank, as if he saw the ever-changing life and the chaos of the world of mortals more than 600 years ago.In the depths of the lonely hustle and bustle, whose face is like a flower and a painting, with a smile on his lips, he can see the prosperity of life.

He closed his eyes, and also closed the woman's face, locking it deep in his heart.Shen Qingxuan frowned, watching Wangchen start to emit golden light all over his body, and the Buddha's light above his head was compelling.She was a little surprised, but didn't speak.Feng Qingli was obviously also a little surprised, her eyes were fixed on Wang Chen.After a while, Wangchen opened his mouth, and a golden bead flew out of his mouth, and the golden light around him had dissipated, as if it was swallowed up by the bead.

Shen Qingxuan opened her eyes wide, "This..."

Wang Chen had already opened his eyes, holding the bead in his palm, golden light shot out from between his fingers, shining brightly.

"The relic that the patriarch has practiced for a hundred years." Under the golden light, his face seemed a little pale, which seemed to be caused by the exhaustion of his true strength.When he smiled slightly, his appearance was gentle, but also a bit weak. "My aunt was brought back to life by relying on this relic."

Shen Qingxuan's expression couldn't be described as shocked anymore, she was waiting for Wangchen desperately, to be precise, she was staring at his hand holding the relic, and the sea of ​​clouds in her heart was churning.

Back to life?Queen Shenying? "What exactly is going on?"

Even though Mount Tai collapsed on the top without changing her color, she couldn't help showing a little impatience, "You mean, you have lived for so many years by relying on this relic?"

Wangchen nodded, looked at the relic he was holding in his hand, with a slightly sighed expression, a hint of sadness and helplessness. "My aunt gave this relic to her when she passed away, and she gave it to me." He paused for a moment, his expression dark and desolate, as if recalling some painful memory, his fingers trembling a little.

"She didn't want me to find her. She wanted me to see clearly the prosperity of the world and the ever-changing world of mortals. She gave me the right to choose life and death, but also closed the space and time I could choose." He bowed Turning his head, he remembered that many years ago in the morning breeze, the woman who was old but still as gorgeous smiled at him like a flower. "Since you are far away from the world of mortals, I hope you can have this achievement. Whether it is Yingbo or Ling Xihan, from now on, in the eyes of the master, you should be the same as all living beings, but you are just a benefactor of floating clouds. Master Liaochen said, you are very Huigen, if you can devote yourself to practice, you will be able to achieve Taoism and become a fairy, and you will live forever. I am destined to owe you in this life, so let me help you in the end. I hope this relic can help you overcome disasters and achieve you."

That day he stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the back of her and that person walking hand in hand, the sun rose and sprinkled in the lush green jungle, stretching their shadows to length.

(End of this chapter)