The golden auspicious clouds were so majestic that they dazzled many people along the way. Many mortals thought it was a blessing from the gods, so they knelt down to worship and made wishes.

Behind the golden auspicious clouds, black clouds followed closely, and the ghostly aura was eerie. Many ghost officials were waiting in a serious line, and the momentum was huge.

The road was smooth and unimpeded, moving forward at a constant speed.

Under the control of Li Nianfan, the auspicious clouds of merit and virtue set up a stage, and the singing and dancing female ghosts were on the stage to entertain the crowd. The program was not rich, but it was pleasing to the eyes.

Li Nianfan and others drank, watched the show, and chatted.

Before, he couldn't cultivate immortality, so he didn't deliberately inquire about it, and didn't know much. It was a good opportunity to make up for it.

Black and White Impermanence are almost the same age as the underworld, and they know a lot of things. Naturally, they will tell everything they know.

This is indeed the mythical world that Li Nianfan is familiar with. Many familiar mythical characters exist, which makes Li Nianfan's expectations reach the peak, and he doesn't know if he can see them.

But just after the sequel to Journey to the West, a story happened that Li Nianfan didn't know.

Originally, the Buddha was forced to reincarnate, and Sun Wukong also burned himself to become relics. Buddhism suffered heavy losses, but it is not without a chance to start over, because Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation, and its influence in the underworld is still quite strong.

It's OK to reincarnate again after death.

But Bai Wuchang sighed and said, "Originally, everyone thought that this was a catastrophe aimed at Buddhism, and that Buddhism would be able to resist it, and they watched the excitement from the sidelines with glee."

"Yes, after the Journey to the West, Buddhism flourished, and everyone was very happy to see this kind of disaster."

Hei Wuchang also nodded, and then said, "Who would have thought that in the ninth life of the Buddha's reincarnation, which was also the life when he was preparing to return, the demons that had been dormant would rise again and wipe out Buddhism completely. Not to mention reincarnation, even the Taoist tradition was gone."

Nannan and Long'er couldn't help but exclaimed, "How could this happen? Isn't Buddhism very powerful?"

"The one who attacked was a monk in black robes." Bai Wuchang's eyes were filled with extreme fear, and he lowered his voice, "He held a black spear, he was too strong, in short, Buddhism was destroyed very easily, everyone was shocked at the time, people were panicked." A

monk in black robes?

I think he is the biggest black hand behind the demons.

But... who is he?

Li Nianfan frowned and thought, and went over everything he knew in his mind, but he didn't have an accurate guess. Although he likes to listen to mythological stories, stories are stories after all, and he doesn't know many obscure parts in detail.

He motioned for Heibai Wuchang to continue.

Later, after destroying Buddhism, the demons did not remain silent, but began to stir up trouble throughout the continent. The rampant black-robed monks forced everyone to join forces.

After suppressing the demons, Daozu suddenly opened the gate of Zixiao Palace and summoned saints and many great men to come.

No one knew what they discussed, but they all came back worried and closed themselves off.

"Not long after that, the real catastrophe came. At that time, the world was in turmoil. The gods and beasts, humans, monsters, demons, and even saints, none of them could stay out of it. Not only between races, but even internally, there was constant turmoil. As for the specific reasons, I don't know." "

After the turmoil, as time passed, the world became like this. All realms fell apart, and now this era is called the Jedi Tiantong."

Li Nianfan nodded and sorted out his thoughts. The so-called Taoist Ancestor was obviously Hongjun.

He didn't care about other things. He only thought about one question, that is, whether his meritorious holy body was useful in the catastrophe. It was really terrible. Just survive. Our requirements are not high.

After saying so much, Black and White Impermanence picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass. Then he smacked his lips, his face full of aftertaste.

Ah~ Good wine, delicious, so refreshing!

I have lived for so many years, and only this wine is real wine!

Moreover, a glass of wine is equivalent to my hundred years of hard practice. Hard practice and living for a hundred years are two different concepts. One glass is one fortune!

I have already drunk five glasses, which means five hundred years of hard practice!

Li Nianfan waved to the maid beside him, "Go and fill the two adults quickly."

Black and White Impermanence felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master Li, Master Li is open-minded."

Woo woo woo, the superior gave us good fortune when he was happy, which is really good for us.

...

At the same time.

Dahei embarked on the journey home.

It naturally did not need the ghost escort to escort it. It sent the ghost escort back with a look.

It was not in a hurry to hurry, but walked and played, enjoying the scenery along the way, like a leisurely dog.

Danger was naturally non-existent. It just wandered to the territory of Qianlong Immortal Dynasty.

In the sky, a green-haired lion passed slowly on auspicious clouds.

Its eyes were like copper bells, its lion hair was lush, and it was talking to itself while shaking its head.

"Who on earth is this person who deserves the master to come and ask for peace, and even give him a pot of wine? I always feel that the master is making a big deal out of nothing.

" "Now that the world is connected, what powerful person can there be? If he is not powerful, I will eat him up in one bite and share the worries with the master!"

"Tsk, why don't you give me this wine?"

While muttering to himself, its eyes suddenly rolled, and it smiled, patted the wine jar, took off the lid, tilted its head and gulped it down.

"Burp~ Cool! Such a good wine, how can it be given to outsiders? Hehehe..."

A layer of red appeared on its huge lion face, and its big mouth kept smacking. The lion body swayed and began to walk crookedly in a drunken step.

With drunken eyes, it looked at the ground.

A fat black dog caught its eye.

The black dog, with its black fur flying, was walking in an elegant cat-like gait, holding its head high, and jumping forward. One glance at it could make one feel its happiness.

Innocent and free.

What a happy black dog.

For a moment, the green-haired lion was mesmerized, and even couldn't help but have a layer of mist in his eyes.

Its thoughts kept flying, farther and farther.

It was as if it had returned to the time when it was still a little lion.

At that time, I didn't know how to cultivate immortality, I didn't know anything, I ate when I was full and slept when I woke up, and I ate when I woke up, without any worries. What a happy time it was.

Everything changed after cultivating immortality.

It couldn't help but sighed, "Ah, my happiest days were the days when I didn't cultivate at all. In fact, I have no interest in cultivating immortals."

At this time, Dahei swung his body, and an orange flew out of the package, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Then the dog opened its mouth and made a "smack" sound.

Suddenly, the juice of the orange splashed, sweet and delicious.

Dahei jumped even more happily. The

green-haired lion was moved again, "Look, the dog just ate an orange, but he was so happy. What a simple happiness, this kind of happiness has left me far away."

It felt that its state of mind had improved and it had gained a little, and then it left on the auspicious cloud.

But then, it turned back again with a "shua" sound, shook its huge lion head, and always felt that something was wrong. Its

copper bell-like eyes almost popped out, raised its paws and rubbed them, and then glared again!

"Hiss——"

Spiritual Root Immortal Fruit!

That orange turned out to be a spiritual root immortal fruit!

How could there be a spiritual root immortal fruit in the mortal world?

However, it had no time to think about other things, especially when it saw Dahei throwing another apple and opening its mouth to bite it, its face was distorted, and its soft lion hair stood up.

How could it eat an apple? It was clearly eating its meat!

This little local dog was so lucky, how could it deserve to eat a spiritual root immortal fruit?

Immediately, it swooped down and landed behind Dahei, ready to get close and take a closer look.

I'm rich, lion, I'm rich!

It stretched out its hand, and it was about to reach the package. The

black dog suddenly raised its hind legs and kicked up.

"Bang!"

The green-haired lion flew back and turned several times in the air. Its eyes were round and full of confusion.

It fell to the ground with a plop and fell all over.

I seemed to be kicked away by that dog?

It sobered up a little and patted its head.

It must be an illusion.

It's just a dog, can it kick me away?

It set its eyes on the package again, smiled coldly, and pounced on it again.

Unconvinced, it provoked: "Little dog, come on, kick me again if you have the guts!"

Dahei turned his head casually.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

The two dog paws were as fast as the wind, and they covered the lion's head and whipped it over. Not even a trace of it could be seen, flapping left and right.

The green-haired lion's head had become a wave drum, and he felt dizzy and could no longer tell east from south. His head was aching, and he had lost the strength to think.

"Where did you come from, little cat, to disturb my good mood." Dahei stopped.

The green-haired lion's tongue hung at the corner of his mouth, and he fell limply to the ground, rolling his eyes, still grinning foolishly, and it was obvious that he was useless.

"Well, we're almost home, so I might as well take it back for a snack."

Dahei casually pushed the green-haired lion away and continued walking at a cat-like pace, "Xiaobai, quickly make a fire and make me a braised lion head."

PS: There are more and more novels in the Dihua style, and too many people are following the trend. An author friend of mine also started a Dihua style novel, the title of which is..."Don't Say I'm Really Not a Great Cultivator". If you are interested, you can go and have a look.