The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Time passed quickly and Zhao Yuzhen was already thirty years old. During this period, he accepted an apprentice named Li Fansong, who was entrusted with the martial arts of Wangcheng Mountain.

In addition, one of Zhao Yuzhen's direct nephews also accepted a disciple with 80% of Wangcheng Mountain's destiny two years ago. His name is Feixuan. If nothing unexpected happens, Feixuan will become the next headmaster of Wangcheng Mountain when he grows up.

When Emperor Donghua saw Feixuan, he knew that after this little fat boy grew up, the Taoist luck of Zhao Yuzhen would slowly transfer to him. After all the luck was transferred, his mission would be completed.

Feixuan's identity is quite special, so he is taught by Zhao Yuzhen himself. In addition to teaching Li Fansong the Wuliang Sword Technique, he also needs to teach Feixuan the Taoist secret skill of the Great Dragon Elephant Power. Although these days are busy, they are fulfilling.

Emperor Donghua has spent most of his time in Bihai Cangling over the years, and only occasionally appears walking around in Wangcheng Mountain.

Xiao Wuxin was a frequent visitor to Bihai Cangling. Emperor Donghua got along well with him, so he accepted him as his disciple and taught him how to cultivate immortality.

At first, Xiao Wuxin ran back and forth every day. Later, Master Wangyou seemed to notice something and talked with him a lot. Then Xiao Wuxin began to stay in Bihai Cangling frequently.

On this day, Wuxin went back to Hanshui Temple. Emperor Donghua was brewing tea under the Buddhist bell tree as usual, when suddenly there was a movement from the communication instrument.

Emperor Donghua took out a communication magic tool from his sleeve and injected a stream of magic power into it.

“Master, Master, can you hear me?” Wei Wuxian’s voice came from the magic weapon.

"What's the matter?" asked Emperor Donghua.

"Master, Chonglin said that you are not in heaven. Where did you go?" Wei Wuxian's voice came again.

"Other small worlds." Emperor Donghua said directly without intending to hide it.

“Master, is it a small world like the world of cultivation? Can we go there to find you?” Wei Wuxian’s voice was filled with anticipation.

"How is your cultivation going?" Emperor Donghua did not answer, but asked about their cultivation situation.

"Lan Zhan and I are stuck at the last step and can't break through. I don't know what went wrong." Wei Wuxian's voice sounded a little depressed.

Emperor Donghua calculated with his fingers and soon found out what the problem was. He frowned. It turned out to be the inner demon. Both of them had entered the Heart Refining Tower several times, but they had not been able to expel the inner demon.

“Master, Master, are you still listening?” After waiting for a long time without any response, Wei Wuxian asked anxiously.

"Hmm." Emperor Donghua responded casually.

“Master, do you know where the problem lies?” After hearing the response, Wei Wuxian felt relieved and continued to ask.

"Well, come to the small world." Emperor Donghua had to agree to let them come, considering that they would need to stay in this world for a while.

However, it is impossible for Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji to break through the void and come to this small world with their cultivation, so Emperor Donghua decided to lend them the Tiangang Cover temporarily. (ps: The Tiangang Cover can be moved privately.)

Emperor Donghua explained to them how to use the Tiangang Cover and informed them of the coordinates of the small world, then cut off communication.

A few days later, Wuxin said goodbye to Master Wangyou and returned to Bihai Cangling. He unexpectedly discovered that under the Buddhist bell tree, in addition to Emperor Donghua who was making tea, there were two more men. The three of them got along very harmoniously.

Hearing the noise, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji turned around to look at the source of the sound.

What a handsome little monk! After seeing Wuxin's appearance, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Lan Wangji just glanced at Wuxin, nodded at him, and then looked away. He saw Wei Wuxian's reaction and looked at him meaningfully.