Journey to the West: I Faked My Death for a Hundred Years and Was Dug Out by a Monkey.

Traveling through the West, he became a casual cultivator with no background and no backing. He was fed by demons when he went out. Feng Shen doesn't know anything else, just one word: Gou! Relying on the sign-in system, I dug three feet into the ground, set up a large formation, and pretended to be dead for a hundred years. The change of dynasties in the human world and the war between immortals and demons have nothing to do with me. I just want to sign in quietly and live forever. But God has no eyes and wants to go against me. The rotten stones thrown away were picked up by Empress Sanxiao and turned into golden dragon scissors? The broken futon used to prop up the table legs was actually used by the saint to preach, and it attracted gods and Buddhas all over the sky to fight for it? Helplessly pointing out a lost buffalo, he suddenly transformed into the Great Sacred Bull Demon King of Pingtian? I just want to stay away from that monkey, but he comes to my place every day carrying a golden cudgel to eat and drink. He also brings with him all the powerful men from heaven and Buddhism. He respects me as a hidden saint and begs me to come out and take charge of the overall situation? Don't! I'm not! I don't! Journey to the West and measuring tribulations have nothing to do with me. Don't come over here! "If you persevere to the extreme, you will be invincible. As long as I persevere long enough, the entire three realms will call me ancestor!"