Journey to the West: The Strongest Worker System

In a hidden village somewhere in Northern Juluzhou, a monk in plain clothes was playing with a group of children. The atmosphere was very pleasant.

But the next second, these children suddenly disappeared, as if it was because it was dawn, and the monk put his hands together and silently chanted the "Rebirth Sutra".

And a ray of golden light spread down, covering the children who had just disappeared, and ferrying them to the paradise.

"Alas, they are all poor children. If the world was not in chaos, they would not have ended up like this at such a young age."

Master Pudu, the incarnation of Zhu Ba's merits, walked along the way in the form of a monk, subduing demons and monsters, and pacifying the world.

In addition, his favorite thing to do is to convert these lonely ghosts who have no one to help them, and help them fulfill their last wish before they die.

The wish of those children last night was that someone could play with them, and Pudu rarely showed his childishness and played with these children.

The children had a good time, and finally after he converted them, he closed his eyes and accepted the meager merits bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.

His cultivation has now reached the quasi-saint realm, and he needs a huge amount of merits. Unless he can reach the level of Nuwa, who founded the human race, or Hou Tu, who transformed reincarnation, etc., a huge amount of merits from heaven can make him reach the level of a saint.

However, it is probably difficult in this era, after all, the Heavenly Dao is incomplete, far inferior to the prehistoric era. In addition, if you want a huge amount of merits, you have to do something big, perhaps at least a big event like the savior, before it can be bestowed.

Suddenly, he received a message from his original body. He was shocked and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It seems that it has been a while since we last parted. I didn't expect that my original body has also broken through to the quasi-saint realm. I am afraid that I will do that thing when I go back this time."

"Before leaving, let me do one last thing for those children!"

The next day, the civilians in the nearby villages in the area of ​​100,000 miles received a gold and silver ingot. This money was enough for them to have food and clothing for decades.

The civilians in these villages were all poor families, but when they met him for the first time, they were willing to give him a taste from their meager rations.

It turned out that at that time, he was traveling, but there was no one in the nearby section, and there was no food to taste, so he fainted from hunger in his mortal form.

Later, he was rescued, and he realized that there was not much food in the village. In order to rescue him, they generously gave him delicious food and drinks.

Before leaving, he had to give these people some rewards.

After leaving this time, he might never have the chance to come here again, and he might disappear because of this!

In the southern continent, in a city, on the altar, Taoist Xuan stood on top, without saying a word, calling the wind and rain, the sky was covered with dark clouds, strong winds, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

Seeing the bean-sized rain falling madly, the people kneeling below, as well as the city lords and officials of the city, all shouted to him that the gods were coming.

Daoxuan looked at the appearance of the people below, and his mouth corners slightly raised. The wind and rain came, making them very happy. This rain saved the people of the entire city.

There was a severe drought here for three years, and the people were miserable. If it weren’t for the city lord and officials who were good officials, they would not abandon the people below, open the warehouses and release grain, and save them.

But even so, three years have already consumed all the surplus grain in the city. If there is no rain, they don’t know what to do.

Fortunately, Daoxuan appeared here, and he felt the same thoughts as them, and he was moved with compassion, so he chose to call for the arrival of rain.

This rain fell just right, the dry river was full again, and the wells in the city were full, at least enough for the people of this city for another four or five years.

By the way, in order to further help the people here, Daoxuan consumed a little spiritual power, accelerated the growth of grain in the surrounding fertile fields, greatly shortened the cycle, and allowed them to directly harvest the grain of that year.

After all, the previous surplus grain had been eaten up, even if it had rained, but if there was no food here, it would still take some time.

Now with this batch of grain, they can at least hold on for a while, and with the arrival of rain, including the gathering of river water, it can also ensure that the people have enough food and clothing next year.

On the altar, Daoxuan not only gained the gratitude of the people, but also gained a steady stream of faith. Seeing his extraordinary ability, none of the people would question his fraud, and no one would slander their benefactor..

Compared with the merit value, this faith value is much easier to gain. At least his cultivation level was originally lower than that of Pudu, but now he has caught up and reached the quasi-saint realm.

Just like calling the wind and rain, and the rain falling, all of which were done easily and comfortably.

Suddenly, his mind moved, but he received the message from the main body. Without saying much, Daoxuan's figure had disappeared locally.

"God, living god!"

Everyone insisted and called for the gods to come again, otherwise how could the other party suddenly disappear.

In the Demon Realm Demon Emperor City, Tang Sanzang has been recognized by many demon clan leaders. After all, he is now the direct disciple of the Demon Emperor. In just a few years, he has broken through to the quasi-saint cultivation level. It can be seen that his qualifications are against the sky!

As expected of the son of the Demon Dao, with that wisp of pure Nine Nether Demon Qi, plus the magic perception, plus the large amount of resources in the Demon Realm, it is no wonder!

"Sanzang, you have been in the Demon Realm for some time. Master sees that you have been single. How about marrying you to the Ghost Princess of the Ancient Soul Clan? In this way, my Demon Clan and the Ancient Soul Clan will be even closer. What do you think?"

The Demon Emperor's suggestion made Tang Sanzang slightly stunned. He did not expect that the other party would actually arrange a blind date for him. However, thinking of the Ghost Princess, he was silent for a while, neither agreeing nor refusing.

"Master, please make the decision!"

Tang Sanzang finally replied. He did not know how to answer now. After all, he did not know what to do in his undercover career.

Could it be that in the end, the main body planned to let him inherit the Demon Realm and then call him back!

The Demon Emperor was very happy and hurried down to greet him. After all, it was good to be able to establish a good cooperative relationship with the Ancient Demon Clan.

However, the next day, a shocking event occurred. Tang Sanzang, the male protagonist, suddenly disappeared. However, during this period of time, no spatial fluctuations were detected, and no other anomalies appeared, but Tang Sanzang disappeared.

The Demon Emperor was furious and ordered his men to search for his disciple with all their strength.

The Ancient Soul Clan also arranged for people to search, especially the Ghost Princess, who originally wanted to marry the other party and become a partner, but who would have thought that the other party disappeared.