Wu Chen was a little stunned.

If what he saw in the third layer of illusion in the Tianque test was the supreme palace of the Great Yasukuni in front of him, then, when he lived in the palace when he was a child, can he be sure that he is the descendant of Emperor Hengwen?

No, Wu Chen's eyebrows frowned.

If I were a descendant of Emperor Hengwen, I would never have been able to live in this palace when I was young, and Emperor Hengwen was not married when he was forced to leave the imperial city, how could I have descendants?

Moreover, in the Heavenly Que Array Illusion Realm, those attendants who were chasing the young boy all shouted behind him, His Royal Highness the Prince! If he was the descendant of Emperor Hengwen, it would be even more impossible for him to have this title.

Emperor Hengwen never had the opportunity to make a crown prince.

However, another thought came out of Wu Chen's mind, clearly reminding him that Emperor Hengwen himself was the crown prince......

From the very young age of Emperor Hengwen, he was made the crown prince of the Great Yasukuni by His Majesty Emperor Taizong, and this move was also opposed by many courtiers at that time, Wu Chen thought.

That child, if it is Emperor Hengwen, then who am I?

Wu Chen was still in a trance, so he felt that his arm was whipped, he suddenly came back to his senses, saw Lan Zi looking at him in surprise, and reminded him not to wander.

They were already standing on the edge of the square in front of the palace.

Strings fluttered in the square, and a group of musicians gathered in a circle on the edge of the square, playing cheerful and passionate tunes, and in the center of the square there were young dancers in colorful costumes, dancing merrily.

In the middle of the square, there is a long line, all of them are richly dressed people, the leader of the person is graceful, the dragon and the tiger are not angry and arrogant, he is stepping on the red carpet, and more than 100 attendants and maids behind him follow the waiting, and there are countless samurai to protect him.

The courtiers behind him all bowed down to him, everyone was, even behind him, they didn't dare to raise their eyes to look at it, this person is the current saint Lu Yin.

Wu Chen naturally knew.

Under the guidance of the Praetorian Guards and the Mei Sheng, a group of monks got off the Linju, and the Linju was taken away by the palace guards, and they stepped forward in greater strides to bow down to the Holy Lord Lu Yin.

"Flat. Lu Yin's voice is lofty and high-pitched, which is the timbre that a person familiar with soldiers and horses should have.

Everyone got up, and Wu Chen stood in the middle of the group, some distance away from Lu Yin, but as soon as he got up, he felt the gaze of the saint sweeping over him, and he deliberately paused for a moment before looking away.

Because there were still people in front of him to cover it, Wu Chen also had the courage to raise his eyes to see the face of the Holy Lord Lu Yin.

Although Lu Yin should be in the prime of life now, Wu Chen saw that under his luxurious crown was a full head of white hair, and the flesh on his face and neck was loose, so his thick white eyebrows and beard were even more prominent. Although the corners of his eyes were slightly sunken, his eyes were still as majestic as those of an angry tiger.

Standing at the front of the crowd, even though the Saint Lu Yin kept smiling at the warriors who had returned from filling the Heavenly Que, Wu Chen still felt that his face was so domineering and intimidating, as if he would kill everyone in front of him at any time.

"When the Holy Majesty came to greet us, we were terrified. "Sage Mei stepped forward and bowed.

Saint Lu Yin waved his big hand, and the spacious yellow robe and wide sleeves flew in the wind: "The long-standing problem of the Tianque Array for thousands of years has been solved, and my Dajing soldiers have been able to repel foreign races and protect the people from being destroyed, you are the heroes praised by the whole world of Dajing, how can I not come to greet you?"

The saint Lu Yin said with a big hand, and the father-in-law of Lin Zi Dalin behind him reminded everyone to enter the palace with the saint.

The large procession was magnificent, and the people in the White Deer Cave who were present stood quietly in place, waiting for the Holy Lord's ritual to finish and then follow behind.

Everyone came to the Guike Hall, and under the signal of the palace attendants, the eighteen heroes from the Tianque Array entered the Guike Hall in turn, and the civil and military officials on both sides of the hall stood quietly and paid their respects.

Wu Chen walked in the guest hall, feeling the attention of everyone, and he was a little at a loss. This helplessness is not because the King of Dajing is sitting on the highest place, staring at him with burning eyes all the time, and there are hundreds of civil and military officials from both sides, and most of the courtiers are staring at him intently.

The gaze in these eyes is not just looking at a certain warrior who has made great achievements, there is an incredible surprise and even horror in their eyes.

Wu Chen understood what they were thinking in his heart, but at this moment, he naturally didn't have a chance to explain, so he could only be worried to himself, not knowing what the Saint Lu Yin on the high seat would think of him.

He didn't dare to raise his head without authorization, but Lu Yin dared to look at him motionlessly.

In the reality that Wu Chen couldn't guess, in fact, the expression of the Holy Lord Lu Yin was very normal, and even a little indifferent.

The courtiers were a little bold and would also peek at the saint's reaction, Lu Yin may have done it for these courtiers to see, or perhaps, he was already prepared in his heart, he didn't care.

Truly.

He didn't care about such a young man who looked like Emperor Hengwen, even if he had an extraordinary fate along the way, but even if he was related to Emperor Hengwen, so what?

All Lu Yin wanted was the key to the Chosen One in their hands, and as for whether they were alive or not, whether they appeared or not, would not threaten the current status of the Holy Lord.

Lu Yin sometimes doubted this, but most of the time he comforted himself that he should be convinced. He has a very firm grip on the country of the Great Yasukuni and will not throw it away easily.

It's just that he thought that he would never see such a face again until he died of old age, but now he really saw it.

He looked at a Hengwen Emperor who looked like he was young, he was so real, he walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the high platform...... Lu Yin has been trying to control his emotions that he is about to control badly.

This happened to be left in his memory, the last appearance of Emperor Hengwen, was it at this age, it seemed to be younger than this time.

But when Wu Chen finally walked to the position closest to the steps, all eighteen people stopped and bowed and raised their heads, but Lu Yin didn't think so.

Looking closely, I felt that he was not very similar to Emperor Hengwen.

It's just eight or nine points similar, but the expression and personality are just different at a glance.

This young man's eyebrows and eyes reveal a rare heroic spirit and bravery, and his facial features are more heroic than Emperor Hengwen, but they are a little less graceful and elegant when Emperor Wen was young.

So Lu Yin's heart, which was already about to jump out, was a little calmer at this time.

Lin Zida, who was behind the Holy Lord Lu Yin, kept paying attention to the Holy Lord's reaction, until Lu Yin finally calmed down, and Lin Zida seemed to be relieved. Also in the mood are Mei Shengren, as well as Lan Zi.

"Warriors, today's civil and military officials are here to celebrate you, and everyone is also looking forward to seeing the ancient treasures you brought back from the Tianque Array, and I hope that all the heroes will show them off, so that I can also have the opportunity to see the demeanor of our ancestors thousands of years ago. Lin Zida took two steps from the throne and said loudly to everyone in the audience.