In the forest, the fox demons are working in full swing.

"Hurry up!"

The Fox Demon King took the plan and stood aside to command: "You can't even do this little thing, do you still want the king's reward!"

Zhenyuan Daxian and Sun Wukong, as well as Meihu stood under the tree to rest.

"Sure enough, it's still that easy. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian Buddha dust waved, and a stone table and stone bench appeared on the grass.

He sat down and said, "We can teach them techniques and save trouble, so why should we do it ourselves." ”

"Makes sense. ”

Sun Wukong nodded, stretched out his hand, and there were a few more bowls of bean curd on the table.

Building the node's defense mechanism, in addition to a few key technologies, youkai can help.

"This bean curd is so delicious!"

Meihu grabbed a bowl of bean curd, sat down and drank it: "Where did it come from?"

"Bought in town. ”

Sun Wukong replied.

"Heavenly Creation" records the process of bean curd, and the monsters have a good grasp of it.

He looked at the fox with short shaved hair: "Why did you cut your hair?"

"It looks better this way. ”

Meihu raised his head and brushed his short hair: "King, I'm finally sober." ”

Sun Wukong nodded, in the past two years, this guy should also be sober.

"I must have been cursed with beauty. ”

Meihu continued: "Since I cut my hair, I think I'm more beautiful!"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a while.

This guy's illness doesn't seem to be curing yet.

"Daji, don't talk about it!"

The fox demon king in the distance blushed when he heard this: "You will quickly change back to your original appearance." ”

Short hair is really rebellious, how can a banshee have short hair!

Meihu glanced at him: "What do you know? ”

She looked at Sun Wukong: "King, did you say?"

"Hmm. ”

Sun Wukong nodded.

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at Sun Wukong dumbfounded, could it be that there is a problem with the aesthetics of the virtuous brother?

The fox demon king wants to cry without tears.

"King, save her!"

He said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong shook his head.

It's hopeless, it's already in the late stages.

This is a strange person who is busy admiring himself every day, and his aesthetics can be improved just by looking in the mirror.

Although short hair is indeed good, it seems a bit strange to people in this world.

But after looking at it for a long time, it seems that you will also find her beauty.

The clairvoyant in the sky has been not doing his job lately, always staring at her, I don't know if it's a trick.

After Sun Wukong drank the bean curd, he couldn't help but look up at the location of the Heavenly Palace.

"Brother. ”

Ao Luan came from the port: "There is a group of people who have invited you to write a pharmaceutical book at a high price. ”

"Ignore it. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head: "It's still early for this matter." ”

Since the hemostatic grass was known to humans, many sage hermits have come to the four continents, asking him to imitate "Heavenly Creation" and compile a pharmaceutical classic.

It's easy to say, but it's not.

In this world, there are Linghua Miaocao, Qiong Jelly and Jade Dew, which are very different from the drugs that Sun Wukong saw in the Book of Heaven.

"If I want to write this book, I have to draw on a lot of books, and I'm afraid it will take more than ten years. ”

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhenyuan Daxian.

Pharmaceutical texts are crucial to the development of human medicine, but they are of limited use to the monsters of Huaguo Mountain, after all, the creatures that have become sperm almost never get sick.

Sun Wukong knows very well that his current focus is on Huaguo Mountain, and wasting too much time on human affairs will delay reform.

"But my brother ......"

Ao Luan frowned: "It's not easy for them to come all the way. ”

Sun Wukong looked at her: "You have something in your heart, say it, you don't have to hide it in front of me." ”

"Yes. ”

Ao Luan smiled bitterly, then took out a book and handed it to Sun Wukong.

"This book is called "The Book of Hundred Herbs", which records some of the types of herbs in Beiju Luzhou, their medicinal properties, effects, and dosages, which this boy desperately brought over. ”

Sun Wukong flipped through the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", recited a mantra in his heart, and saw the figure of a boy who was not clothed.

"I see......"

Zhenyuan Daxian also calculated the reason.

It was a boy from Beiju Luzhou, this "Hundred Herbs Sutra" was his grandfather's brainchild, but unfortunately on the way to Huaguo Mountain, the boy's grandfather was killed by robbers.

This kind of thing didn't surprise Zhenyuan Daxian at all.

To his surprise, the boy actually protected the book alone, spent two years, suffered hardships, and did everything possible to reach Huaguo Mountain.

Zhenyuan Daxian calculated the result, and a smile appeared on his face: "This son has great perseverance. ”

Sun Wukong nodded in agreement, and then looked at Ao Luan: "You want to help him?"

Ao Luan nodded.

This made Sun Wukong a little surprised.

Ao Luan was not so friendly to humans before, and although the boy's plight was sympathetic, Sun Wukong felt that Ao Luan had other reasons.

Zhenyuan Daxian was quite emotional about what happened to the boy.

"Brother Xian, there has been an endless stream of people looking for you to write books in the past two years, I don't think you should postpone it. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "Why don't you just agree, I have a good understanding of pharmacy, and I can help you compile it." ”

"Is that true?"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he waited for this sentence.

The so-called ten ways and nine doctors, cultivators will know how to cure diseases and save people, Zhenyuan Daxian and heaven and earth live together, and the pharmaceutical knowledge mastered can be imagined how rich it is.

With his help, Sun Wukong was able to easily write a book on pharmacy.

"That's good. ”

Sun Wukong smiled and said to Ao Luan: "Go and tell that kid that the two of us agreed." ”

Zhenyuan Daxian was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

"Oops, I was fooled!"

He found that Sun Wukong had already thought of writing a book, so he waited for himself to be on the set.

Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly regretted it a little, and smiled bitterly.

"Daxian, that's not a bad thing. ”

Sun Wukong smiled: "You and I cooperate to write a book for the common people, what's so bad?"

Zhenyuan Daxian was right when he thought about it, so he didn't refute it anymore.

Ao Luan walked out of the forest with good news.

Outside the forest stood a boy, his face so dirty that he could no longer see his face, and his clothes were even more tattered, and his body was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him away.

The elder brother agreed. ”

Ao Luan said to the boy.

She told him that there was another immortal to help.

The boy's eyes widened with delight, and his eyes sparkled.

"Thank you, sister!"

He hurriedly bowed to Ao Luan and thanked him.

After bowing, the boy asked curiously, "Why did my sister help me?"

"Because you have beautiful eyes......"

Ao Luan bent down and looked at the boy's clear eyes.

What beautiful eyes these are.

"Your eyes are very similar to the wood I like. ”

Ao Luan said.

The boy was confused.

Wood also has eyes?

Grandpa of the Netherworld, Huaguo Mountain is indeed a magical place.