The fat man continued to introduce himself: "Originally, my name was Zhao Hao, but later I thought that I had become a Buddha and an ancestor, so there was no need to use the name Hao to pick up the teeth of the gods and demons, so I simply changed it to Zhao Ritian." It's very majestic, haha. ”

Since his name is Zhao Ritian, he is either a post-80s or a post-90s, and he is a person of the same era as himself, Lingxi thought excitedly.

"I have a family heirloom heresy, and I traveled to the world of Journey to the West while practicing, and I haven't completely transformed into a heavenly demon yet. Lingxi also smiled, and was really happy to see a fellow villager after hundreds of years.

"Let's sit down and have something to drink and talk slowly," the fat man said enthusiastically, and then instructed Feitian standing next to him: "Beauty, help us build a vice tea house, thank you." ”

"Lord, there is no need to be so polite. Feitian said, then swirled in the air and threw out his water sleeves. The water sleeves continue to extend, turning, folding, and stacking. In the blink of an eye, a tea table and two chairs are made of water sleeves, which looks elegant and incredible.

"You two, please take a seat, very solid. Fei Tian Yingying bowed and assumed the gesture of invitation.

Zhao Ritian beckoned Lingxi to sit down, and he took out two cups decorated with stars, poured wine out of the ring, and filled the cups.

Handing Lingxi a glass, Zhao Ritian said with a smile: "This wine is the first time I have invited someone to drink it." I snatched 200 gods of music from Mount Osumui, locked them up in the Echo Hell and sang songs for a hundred years, and brewed these hundred years of songs with dream cheese. It's wonderful, Lingxi, you hurry up and taste it!"

Seeing that the fat man said it carefully, although there was no element of showing off, he could also feel the preciousness of this wine.

Picking up the cup, Lingxi took a small sip.

Instantly, I felt every cell of my dream soul begin to sing, and a wonderful pleasure radiates from the inside out.

It's amazing!

The fat man drank two sips in a row, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, and then said: "I wanted to name this wine worry-free, but I remembered that I was already a Buddha and had nothing to do with sorrow, haha." ”

"It's the best wine I've ever had. Lingxi praised heartily, picked up the cup, and took another sip.

This wine is so wonderful that it must be tasted in small sips, and no one is willing to waste it.

"The best wine, I think so. The fat man was not humble at all, and continued to boast: "I think my evil Buddha has to have sex with hundreds of beautiful women in dreams every night, even if the taste is not as good as this wine!"

When Lingxi heard the words, "I have to have sex with hundreds of beautiful women in my dreams every night," he almost squirted out a mouthful of wine! What kind of magical power did this Zhao Ritian have that made him so evil?

Seeing the surprised expression on Lingxi's face, the fat man didn't care, and explained with a chuckle: "You Heavenly Demons practice souls, and Buddhism practices minds. This evil Buddha of mine is different, cultivating dreams. Today I will show you my previous identity, which is a dead otaku, but this dead otaku daydreams every day and becomes a Buddha!"

Can you become a Buddha by daydreaming every day?!

Surprise to surprise, Lingxi thought that all his experiences were also unbelievable and illogical, and he was relieved.

Thinking that there were some good things in his gourd, he wanted to take them out to give back to the fat man, but found that he couldn't take out anything.

The fat man is the power of dreams, and when he saw this, he comforted Lingxi and said, "You and my brother, you don't need to be polite. The body soul and the dream soul are completely different, just as reality and fantasy do not invade each other, and they can't be taken out!"

Lingxi was embarrassed, scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "It turns out that there is such a saying, it is really a long experience." ”

The fat man waved his hand when he heard this: "Don't say that, we just have our own strengths, you and I are both born in the same era on the earth and are natural brothers." Although it is extremely easy to travel through the dream realm, there are people in the infinite killing array in this white jade capital city who specialize in dealing with dream souls, and you can't enter the city today. ”

Even if it is an evil Buddha, the fat man did not live up to the wisdom brought by the Buddha words, and he did not explain to Lingxi the reason why he could not enter the city until this time, and Lingxi also felt that it was natural and would not have regrets.

"Brother, I found Bai Yujing after I found Wu Chengen's message, do you know that he is still in Bai Yujing?" Lingxi remembered something and suddenly asked.

The fat man immediately smiled: "Lao Wu and Taibai are a pair of good friends, and I often went to consult them when I first came." The two of them often go on treasure hunts in the starry sky together, and now they happen to be out of the city. ”

Seeing Lingxi's somewhat disappointed expression, the fat man changed the topic and said, "You just came, you shouldn't know the specific situation of Bai Yujing." There are a total of five cities in this Baiyujing, which are the Xia City, the Mall and the Zhou City of the Mythical Dynasty, in addition to the Divine City and the Demon City. Although the name is divided in this way, in fact, they are all mixed with gods, demons, and Buddhas, and they are the guardian giant cities of our Chinese family. ”

There is such a statement, which has not been recorded in various sources before.

"What about the Flood World, isn't it the birthplace of our Huaxia clan?" Lingxi was a little puzzled and couldn't help asking.

After taking a big sip of wine, the fat man said flutteringly: "The flood is indeed the birthplace of our China, but the size of the flood is far from what you can imagine now. There are ten thousand races born there, it is the best place in the universe, how can it be occupied by one race. Our Chinese human race was fabricated by the god Nuwa, and the Sanqing gods protected it, so that they could survive and continue in the flood wilderness. ”

Lingxi still had a lot of hatred for Taishang Laojun's incarnation of the Yan Futi world at this time, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but be silent for a while, and then said with difficulty: "The incarnation of Taishang Laojun trapped me in the Journey to the West world at this time, and was about to poison my relatives and friends there, you confused me......"

This is a tangled matter, and even Zhao Ritian is silent.

After a long while, the fat man spoke: "What's going on with you over there, how did you make an enmity with Lao Jun's incarnation, Wu Chengen has never seen a feud with him before." ”

So Lingxi told the fat man in detail about all the experiences of traveling to the west.

The fat man said in amazement: "Brother, you have a very good chance, and you have achieved the Heavenly Demon and the Heavenly God at the same time, it seems that I will have to mix with you in the future, haha." ”

Seeing that the old driver of the fat man didn't talk about business, but moved to an irrelevant topic, Lingxi hurriedly pulled the topic back: "What the hell are you talking about, Sanqing has a great favor to our ancestors, but his incarnation has an enmity with me, what should I do?"

"What do you do, hit. The fist of the gods and demons is the biggest, as long as you don't die, Sanqing won't be so stingy to worry about you as a pawn. ”

"The catastrophe of the Journey to the West is about to begin, my father refuses to help, can you help me rescue my relatives and friends. Lingxi remembered that everyone was kind to him, and estimated that the fat man was at least a powerful person, so he hurriedly asked him for help.

"Don't, don't look for me, my evil Buddha is just a little capable in the dream realm, and I can't beat the guy with the magic weapon!" the fat man shook his head like a rattle, desperately refusing to excuse himself.

In fact, he only needs one thought to kill the incarnation of Lao Jun. The reason why he refused to help was the same as Lingxi's father, just for two words: refining the heart.

There was once a famous saying from a god: If you don't want to take out your heart and look at it, then go and refine your heart, so that you can prove yourself.