"Isn't it stupid to exchange your own longevity for something imaginary?" asked Tianpeng.

"As I said earlier, no living being can be sure whether the things exchanged are real or fake, or maybe they are true? For example, you are a demon god whose longevity is about to expire, and after coming here, you can obtain an almost infinite amount of longevity without you doing anything. For example, if you are dying and have been severely traumatized, as long as you come here, you can recover immediately, these things can't be fake, right?" said the young man.

Tianpeng was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and didn't know how to refute for a while.

"What we want is not in dreams. The white bone spirit spoke: "So can the gentleman give us some guidance, how can we leave this pure land?"

"I don't know because I never wanted to leave. The young man said.

"Xianggong, it's time to come back for dinner. At this moment, a woman with an ordinary appearance but an incomparably gentle temperament walked out of the thatched house and called.

"Ah, here we are. Hearing the woman's call, the young man's face was suddenly filled with a heartfelt smile, and he stood up quickly, waved his hand at the white bone spirit and the others, and walked in the direction of the thatched house.

Behind him, a koi fish bit the bait and dragged the entire rod into the lake.

"With love, with home, that's the life he wants. Tang Sanzang looked at his back and said thoughtfully.

The white bone spirit rubbed his head and shouted at the figure of the young man, "Sir, you haven't told us yet, how can we get out of here." ”

"Go to the Far West, there is an old immortal king there, the wisest of all the creatures I have ever seen, and perhaps he can help you. The young man said, carrying the girl into the hut.

"Far West, what is that?" muttered the Bone Spirit, unable to ask the other party any further.

In this completely unfamiliar environment, there is no need to be a villain and offend others.

"Let's go west. Tang Sanzang said: "We have a very unusual fate with the West. ”

"Didn't the young man say that he could make his wishes come true here?" the White Bone Spirit said, "We don't know where the Far West Land is, let alone how far that place is from here, so we might as well just send a request to this world." ”

"I don't think it's necessary, right?" said Tianpeng hesitantly, "What if something happens to the world and something happens, the risk is too great." So I still agree with Sanzang's point of view and look to the west, anyway, we are not in such a hurry, are we?"

The seven people of the westward marcher, except for the ruthless and white bone spirits who have been acting as the background board, all of them want to take a look first. The White Bone Spirit was also happy to see this, and with them, he quickly galloped towards the west.

At speeds well above the speed of light, they flew for about two years before they came to a place called the Far West, which was not the end of the West.

"In the far west, it seems to be a tomb. The seven people stood in front of a huge immortal monument, and Sha Wujing looked up at several simple and profound divine inscriptions on the immortal monument and said.

"Let's go, let's go inside. The white bone spirit said, and took the lead in crossing the immortal monument and entering the dense ancient forest in front of him.

The group of seven people did not go far in the ancient forest, and the tombs began to appear in front of their eyes one after another. The tombs vary in size, but each one has a person's name and a more or less biographical account written on it.

"Is there anything you guys are up to?" Unconsciously, the group came to the end of the tomb and saw an old man with black beard and white hair.

At this moment, the remnant sun is like blood, the world is cold and silent, and the old man is holding a pot of wine in his hand, and he is saluting the lonely graves one by one.

"We were passers-by who had strayed into this place, and had followed the advice of a young man and had come here to ask you how to leave. The White Bone Spirit said.

"It's already a great fortune to be here, why do you want to leave persistently?" asked the old fairy king.

"The mundane thing is not over. Bai Gujing said succinctly.

"Idiot. The old fairy king spilled the wine in his cup and said slowly, "I can tell you how to leave, but you also have to promise me one condition." ”

The White Bone Spirit was a little surprised, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly: "You can say it bluntly, if we can do it, we will do our best to complete it for you." ”

"It's not a requirement. The old immortal king said: "If you want to get out of the Great Dream Ze, you must find the source of the dream world, that is, the dream immortal who has fallen. Only by finding him can you truly leave this place...... I can tell you where his tomb is, but you must promise me that no matter whether or not you find a way out of the tomb, you will not open the main coffin in the mausoleum, let alone bring out the slightest thing in the mausoleum. ”

"What if the way to leave is to hide in the main coffin?" Sun Wukong blinked and said.

"I can tell you with certainty that there is no way out of this place in the coffin of the Lord, only endless calamities. The old immortal king said, "And everything in the tomb has been inexplicably cursed, and once you leave the tomb, it will become a source of trouble. You may not be afraid of death, but you must not let your fault affect the normal life of others. ”

"How did you confirm this? Could it be that the main coffin had been opened before that, or was it that a creature had brought the contents of the tomb out?" the Bone Spirit asked.

The old immortal king was silent for a long time, and said, "That's right, a thousand years ago, there was a demon god who, like you, strayed into this place and wanted to get out. He asked countless demon gods, searched for all kinds of methods, and finally came to the conclusion I just told you. So, without hesitation, he entered the tomb of the immortal dream, opened the main coffin, and brought out something from it. ”

"And then?" Seeing that he paused here again, Canopy asked.

Then the catastrophe happened, the entire dream world was turned upside down, and then it began to collapse, the will of the world gradually began to wither, and the countless demon gods who survived in this world ushered in the real end. The old fairy king said lightly.

"In the end, the demon god made some kind of compromise?" the white bone spirit looked at the old fairy king thoughtfully, always feeling that the creature in his mouth was himself.

Later, he returned the contents of the main coffin, imprisoned himself in the tomb of the immortal dream, suppressed the calamity with his true body, and lived forever and could not leave, which saved the world. The old fairy king poured a glass of wine and sprinkled it on the ground: "As you think, that demon god is me." And the tomb of the Dream Immortal is right at your feet!"