"Why is this happening?"

Emperor Xin murmured, and the confusion in his eyes had reached an unparalleled level.

The emergence of these modern resentful souls made him doubt his origin, and even began to be confused about the timeline, not understanding whether he came from later generations or whether he came from his own thoughts. In fact, like these resentful souls in the sea of ​​blood, it is another area or parallel space in the prehistoric world.

"Brother Di Xin, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

Zhao Gongming frowned, looked at Di Xin and asked in confusion. He really didn't understand why Di Xin suddenly became like this. It can even be said that he was completely different from Di Xin he knew. Even when he was fighting against the saint and facing Hongjun Daozu, he had never seen him lose his composure.

But unfortunately, after his words fell, Di Xin was still confused and frowned.

"Stay God and calm your heart!"

Fairy Yunxiao frowned, then poked out his palm and landed on Di Xin's back. Immediately, a stream of cool magic power penetrated into Di Xin's body, nourishing his mind, gently soothing the many agitations in his heart, and making his mood calm.

In an instant, Emperor Xin felt as if he had come to a meadow with a gurgling spring rain. His eyes were lush and his ears were filled with the sound of rain falling from the eaves to the ground. The clear wandering made his irritable mind feel as if it was brushed by a slender jade hand, and all the waves became flat.

This is the charm of Fairy Yunxiao. Her extraordinary and tranquility not only affects herself, but also infects other people.

"Fellow Daoist Di Xin, what happened? Why did you suddenly do this?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Emperor Xin with a worried face and asked anxiously.

"Brother Gongming, fellow Taoist Yunxiao, can you tell where these resentful souls come from? I think they are somewhat similar to some of the people I know..."

After being comforted by Fairy Yunxiao, Emperor Xin's mood became calmer. After taking a few deep breaths, he asked Zhao Gongming.

"I have never seen a group of people dressed like this..."

Zhao Gongming shook his head.

Emperor Xin's face was slightly dark, and if Zhao Gongming didn't know, then, there were probably few people in this world who could know the origin of these resentful souls.

"Perhaps, they are not creatures from the prehistoric world, but creatures from the three thousand small worlds..."

However, Fairy Yunxiao, after pondering for a while, looked at Di Xin and gave his own speculation.

"Three thousand small worlds?"

Emperor Xin was confused. He had heard of the Three Thousand Worlds, but after coming to the prehistoric world, he had never heard of such a saying, so he did not think about that.

"Three Thousand Worlds! Yes, my eldest sister's words reminded me. After Pangu created the world, the chaotic energy divided the yin and yang, and turned into the prehistoric world, but some of the chaotic aura dissipated. In this world, three thousand small worlds were born and transformed. These three thousand small worlds had insufficient roots and thin spiritual energy. Therefore, everyone rarely went there and lived in the prehistoric master's world, and even forgot the three thousand small worlds. Many prehistoric creatures had never been to the three thousand worlds in their entire lives..."

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming nodded in a hurry and said in a deep voice.

"There are creatures in the three thousand worlds?"

When Emperor Xin heard this, he looked at Zhao Gongming and asked.

"Yes, although the three thousand worlds have incomplete roots and thin spiritual energy, they also differentiate yin and yang. Many of them have given birth to creatures. However, the creatures in the three thousand worlds are different from the prehistoric creatures. They are difficult to cultivate, and their lifespan is short. For us monks, they can be said to be alive and dying in the morning. However, when I was young, I visited several three thousand worlds. Although the creatures in those worlds cannot practice and cannot reach the great road, they have also evolved their respective civilizations, which is quite interesting."

Zhao Gongming nodded, gave a positive answer with a smile, and then said, "What impressed me the most was that there was a group of people who created iron birds that could fly in the sky, iron fish that shuttled through the sea, and even jumped out of their own small world to observe other small worlds... Speaking of which, their many wonderful ideas are actually somewhat similar to those of you, fellow Taoist Di Xin, but no one has ever thought of taking the things from that group into the vast world!"

"I……"

When Sun Wukong heard these words, he looked confused and looked at Zhao Gongming and Fairy Yunxiao in surprise.

He had heard of the Three Thousand Worlds, but he had never heard of the Three Thousand Worlds mentioned by Zhao Gongming, and that world, and...

But before he could finish his words, Zhao Gongming gave him a look and asked him to hold back what he said.

"The iron birds in the sky, the iron fishes passing through the sea, can even jump out of their own small world and observe other small worlds..."

Emperor Xin listened to Zhao Gongming's words and his ears buzzed. How could he find these abnormal communication between the two?

What an iron bird, that's an airplane!

What kind of iron fish, that's a submarine!

What is leaping out of your own small world and observing other small worlds? That is space navigation!

Isn’t such a world the earth before I came to you?

"Brother Gongming, if you have the chance, can you take me to that world to see?"

Without any hesitation, Emperor Xin looked at Zhao Gongming and said in a deep voice with anticipation.

"Go to that small world? I can't go... That small world has been destroyed and was gone as early as six thousand years ago..." Zhao Gongming shook his head, then glanced at the resentful spirit in the sea of ​​blood, and said, "I just said, why can't even find a soul? It turns out that their souls are here."

The civilized world similar to the earth had already died six thousand years ago!

Emperor Xin was confused and felt that the fog in his mind became increasingly rich at this moment.

He really couldn't understand all this. If he had come from the destroyed three thousand worlds, then wouldn't he have perished six thousand years ago? At first, he had appeared from the earth in the prehistoric world not long ago.

Unless, the three thousand worlds similar to the earth perished after he traveled through time and were in his original future.

Or maybe all this is just a coincidence, but it is because after the disaster, the heaven and earth withered and the prehistoric world entered the Dharma-Ending Age, so this world became the same as the small world that disappeared.

But if that's the case, isn't that a bit too coincidental?

Although the words of Zhao Gongming and Fairy Yunxiao calmed down the mood of Emperor Xin, there was still a lot of confusion in his heart.

Even at this moment, he didn't see it. Zhao Gongming secretly glanced at Fairy Yunxiao. After the two of them met, they nodded slightly. Zhao Gongming even made a cold sweat on his forehead, as if he had experienced some tense moment and had passed by luck.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Gongming looked confused again. Sun Wukong, who wanted to say something, looked at him and signaled him not to say anything.

Sun Wukong closed his mouth aggrievedly, but in the end he still held the confusion in his heart in his stomach.

Because he knew that although what Zhao Gongming said sounded like nonsense, and it was like what Emperor Xin said to them when he was drunk after drinking, but with the relationship between Zhao Gongming and Emperor Xin, he would definitely not harm Emperor Xin if he did this.

"What exactly is the reason? Such resentful souls gather in the sea of ​​blood?"

Emperor Xin was confused and murmured, his eyebrows were deeply locked.

"Passed..."

Seeing that Emperor Xin stopped asking, Zhao Gongming finally completely relieved the breath that was hanging in his heart.

After all, Sun Wukong is the new Daluo Jinxian, and his vision is much worse than that of him and Fairy Yunxiao.

At that moment, the two of them had already seen that Di Xin was on the verge of chaos and the point of burning and collapse of the Taoist heart!

When the heart of Tao collapses, then Di Xin is no longer Di Xin, but a useless person!

He didn't dare to say anything, so he could only fabricate the saying that there was such a world in the Three Thousand Worlds, so as not to collapse and completely turn into a useless person. In that case, everything would be really troublesome, and Emperor Xin might die at the hands of Hongjun Daozu in a few days.
Chapter completed!