Taibai Jinxing Tengyun came to Huaguo Mountain.

He saw Sun Wukong standing in the port, a group of humans dragging books with their hands, carefully handing them to Sun Wukong, then bowed repeatedly, turned around and turned on the boat.

This kind of scene surprised Taibai Jinxing.

He turned into a human form and fell to the ground.

Sun Wukong immediately noticed him: "Is there anything wrong with the distinguished guest?"

He did not tell the identity of Taibai Jinxing, and Taibai Jinxing did not point it out. He smiled and said, "I heard that a bear demon king came to Huaguo Mountain. I will remind the Monkey King not to take in the monsters from Beijuluzhou."

Sun Wukong changed his mind and knew that Taibai Jinxing was a good intention.

Emperor Zhenwu led the heavenly soldiers and generals to attack the demon kingdom. If any demon king escaped to Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong would inevitably get into trouble.

"I will order not to enter Huaguo Mountain."

Sun Wukong answered.

Although this order would offend monsters outside, he was unwilling to be taken into the pit by those idiots.

Taibai Jinxing nodded with satisfaction and then bowed and said goodbye.

Shortly after he left, Zhenyuan Daxian flew over.

"Is it too white Venus just now?"

Zhenyuan Daxian felt the aura of the immortal: "What are he here to do?"

Sun Wukong turned around and walked towards the Water Curtain Cave: "He told me not to take in the monsters from Beijuluzhou."

"He has good intentions."

Zhen Yuan Daxian followed him with a smile on his face: "I heard that Taibai Jinxing has always wanted to recruit you to heaven, and of course he doesn't want you to offend the Heavenly Palace."

Sun Wukong nodded. He also had a good impression of Taibai Jinxing. If possible, he would not want to have a quarrel with Tiangong.

Zhenyuan Daxian continued to ask: "The demon country in Beijuluzhou is powerful, how long do you think they can last?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "I can't hold on for a few days."

Although he hopes that the Demon Kingdom can last for a few years, since Emperor Zhenwu took action personally, it is obviously impossible.

The monsters in the demon country are all scattered monsters that have been formed in recent years, and their cohesion is not high, and the six great saints have not established a consistent interest in those monsters.

Once the monsters find that the situation is hopeless and their lives are threatened, they will easily run away from their own lives.

This is also the reason why Taibai Jinxing reminded Sun Wukong.

"The six great saints cannot defeat the Zhenwu Emperor."

Sun Wukong said, no matter what, Bull Demon King and the others were really not smart enough.

If you can't even hide your weaknesses, what kind of demonic country will be built?

Back at the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong handed the book in his hand to the boy to organize.

"That is the herbs collected by humans."

Zhenyuan Daxian stroked his long beard and said, "They are more attentive than you."

Sun Wukong nodded: "After all, the "Hundred Grass Sutra" was written for them."

He sighed softly.

"Why did my brother sigh?"

Zhenyuan Daxian asked strangely: "Is there any problem with these books?"

"We probably knew the contents of the book for a long time."

Sun Wukong replied: "In order to send these useless classics, dozens of people died on the way."

Zhenyuan Daxian was stunned and shook his head.

"There's nothing to do."

After all, they are mortals, but most immortals already know the herb information that is very precious in the eyes of humans.

"Your brother, don't be sad for them."

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "We write classics and more people will be saved."

Sun Wukong sighed a little.

"Those humans have trusted me because of the hemostatic herb."

"But hemostatic grass is just a side product of my rice cultivation process," he said.

These words immediately attracted the attention of Zhenyuan Daxian.

"Brother, what did you cultivate?"

Sun Wukong did not hide the Great Immortal Zhenyuan.

He took Zhenyuan Daxian to the top of the mountain where he cultivated plants. Zhenyuan Daxian looked at the crops on it and immediately knew that what Sun Wukong said was not false.

“Rice.”

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at several rice plants in surprise: "You are growing rice?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

The significance of rice is greater than that of any plant.

He saw the technique of hybrid rice in the Book of Heaven, and he always wanted to study it after returning to Huaguo Mountain.

Rice is a self-pollinated crop. To hybridize, one variety must be demased and then the other variety of stamen pollen is given to it. The method is very delicate.

More importantly, the results of hybridization are good and bad. The advantages and disadvantages of rice are not as intuitive as those of hemostatic grass. Even if you use fairy techniques, it is almost impossible to choose a perfect variety. And it is also necessary to make sure that the seeds they can hybridize and produce can reproduce normally.

"I have tried it on more than 100,000 rice flowers, and the final product is these."

Sun Wukong said to the rice ahead: "Their yields are higher than ordinary rice, but they are very difficult to plant and cannot be promoted."

It took him a long time to finally find that hybrid rice has a huge workload and cannot cultivate rice for promotion without huge experimental data.

In the end, Sun Wukong gave up - he had more important work and could not waste too much time on rice.

"The one who studies rice for me now is the flower essence."

Sun Wukong said.

Zhenyuan Daxian was shocked again: "Flower Spirit?"

"Flower essence is sensitive to pollen and can easily complete the work of de-masking and pollination."

Sun Wukong explained that among all monsters, flower spirits are the most suitable guys to cultivate plants.

"They have been studying in Huagu for several years, haven't you noticed?"

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhenyuan Daxian.

Zhen Yuan's face was a little hot. He was just drinking flower dew in Huagu. How could he know that those flower spirits were still doing such an important job?

Rice is not an ordinary crop.

"Brother, if you succeed."

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "Rice is probably hundreds of times more useful than hemostatic grass."

That's more than a hundred times, even a thousand times more.

Sun Wukong knew in his heart that rice is crucial to the world - he couldn't be too hasty.

The two returned the same way, and Sun Wukong told Zhenyuan Daxian that he had set up a new recorder to collect various technologies from Huaguoshan into a book and record them.

"Record Officer?" Zhen Yuan Daxian frowned slightly: "Why should I set up such an official position?"

“Prepare for the future.”

Sun Wukong answered like this.

Zhenyuan Daxian stopped and his eyes became serious.

"Brother, isn't such a life good?"

"good."

Sun Wukong nodded.

The two have known each other for many years and have a deep relationship. Some things have not been explained. Zhenyuan Daxian also understood in his heart.

Sun Wukong naturally knew what Zhenyuan Daxian was thinking.

"Great immortal, I won't take the initiative to be evil."

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "But I don't care about the things in the world. Is it always right for me to prepare for the future?"

He must be prepared for the worst no matter whenever he is.

"The only thing I can control is that the technology I have already obtained will not be lost."

Sun Wukong said to Zhenyuan Daxian: "As long as the technology develops forward, I can find the answer I want."

He hid a traitor in his words, but his tone was not emotional.
Chapter completed!