The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Wuxin was very familiar with Emperor Donghua's daily routine, and knew that he must be in the palace at this moment. After entering Bihai Cangling, he went straight to his destination.

"Master Immortal." As expected, Wuxin found Emperor Donghua meditating in the place where he usually stayed, and called him softly.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Donghua asked casually without opening his eyes.

Wu Xin sat down next to Emperor Donghua and asked in a dazed voice, "Master Immortal, I seem to have seen my past life."

Hearing Wuxin's words, Emperor Donghua slowly opened his eyes and asked, "What happened?"

"Recently, I always see some scenes in a dream-like state. In the scenes, there is a person who looks 80% similar to me. He seems to have done a lot of wrong things. Although I can't hear any sound, I can feel his pain, regret, despair, and final helplessness. Master, do you think that was my past life?" Wuxin felt vaguely uneasy.

Emperor Donghua seemed to be thinking about something. He then used his spiritual sense to investigate Wuxin's situation. After confirming that he had not recovered his memories from his previous life, he spoke, "Whether this is your previous life or not, it doesn't matter. You just need to remember that from the moment you were born, it was a new life, and it has nothing to do with your previous life."

"If that's the case, then why do I still see those images?" Wu Xin asked puzzled.

“You were an immortal god in your previous life, and your soul was very powerful. Even after reincarnation, you will still be affected in some way.” Emperor Donghua explained to him simply.

“So that’s how it is.” Wu Xin nodded in understanding, and did not continue this topic. Instead, he talked about the hardships and difficulties along the way, just like a child who was wronged outside and went home to complain to his parents and seek comfort.

After going through untold hardships, the three finally arrived at Yu Shi Kingdom. When they were about to ask for directions, they saw an acquaintance in a tavern, Suikongdao, Wang Rensun.

Wang Rensun, who was drinking, also saw Wuxin, picked up the wine jar and ran away.

Wuxin did not chase him, but just released his spiritual sense to monitor his whereabouts.

"Why don't you chase him?" Xiao Se asked puzzledly. Wu Xin and the Flower Monk obviously knew each other, otherwise the other party wouldn't turn around and run away as soon as he saw him.

"Don't worry, he can't run away." A complicated look flashed in Wuxin's eyes, but his voice did not fluctuate at all.

"Do you have a grudge against that monk?" Wuxin's strange look did not escape Xiao Se's eyes.

"Is there any grudge?" Wuxin muttered to himself and did not respond to this question.

"Aren't you afraid of getting lost?" Seeing Wuxin walking slowly in the direction where Wang Rensun escaped, as if he was strolling leisurely in the garden, Xiao Se asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, it won't be lost." Wuxin said nonchalantly.

Seeing how confident he was, Xiao Se didn't bother asking any more questions. The three of them walked at a leisurely pace and soon arrived at a very spectacular temple.

"It's here." Wuxin looked up at the plaque above.

"Dafanyin Temple!" Lei Wujie couldn't help but read the words on the plaque, turned his head and looked at Wuxin, "Wuxin, didn't you say you didn't know the way?"

"That monk came in here?" Xiao Se seemed to understand something, but still needed to confirm it again.

“Amitabha, of course I don’t know the way, but didn’t someone take the initiative to lead the way for us?!” Wuxin put his palms together and chanted the Buddha’s name.

"Who led the way for us? Where is it?" Lei Wujie obviously didn't hear their previous conversation and asked with a confused look on his face.

Wu Xin and Xiao Se looked at each other, both of them filled with helplessness.