Sun Wukong came to Guanjiang Island, and Erlang received him with a sad face.

"Zhenjun, what kind of manpower do you want?"

Sun Wukong asked.

"Everything. ”

Jiro Zhenjun sighed.

When he came to Huaguo Mountain, he asked the six saints of Meishan and the grass head gods to learn the management skills of Huaguo Mountain and carry out reforms.

But perhaps it was too hasty, they learned the four dissimilarities, changed them back and forth, and it was chaotic.

Erlang Zhenjun had to ask Huaguoshan to send people to help.

"If Ao Luan can come, it will be the best. ”

Jiro Zhenjun said.

"That's not going to work. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head: "If she is not here, I will be in trouble." ”

He waved his hand, and a group of youkai walked out from behind him.

"I made these monsters to help you. ”

Erlang Zhenjun called the grass-headed gods to come and get acquainted.

After a year of blind tossing, how dare they say anything now, and they have come up to recognize the demons.

"Then I'm sorry for you. ”

Sun Wukong said to the monsters.

The monsters nodded: "Your Majesty, don't worry." ”

Erlang Zhenjun asked the six saints of Meishan to take the monsters down to settle down.

He then asked Sun Wukong, "I heard that the spiritual net of Huaguo Mountain is going to extend to Wanshou Mountain?"

"It's being done. ”

Sun Wukong nodded.

Zhenyuan Daxian intends to connect Wanshou Mountain to the spirit network, and the monsters are already doing this.

Erlang Zhenjun hurriedly asked, "Can Guanjiang Island be connected to the spirit network?"

He was on Guanjiang Island, and he was not connected to the spirit network, so he was very envious of Wanshou Mountain.

"Yes, yes, but ......"

Sun Wukong thought about it carefully: "It will take a few years, waiting for Demon Huaguo Mountain to adapt to you." ”

"Okay. ”

Jiro Zhenjun shook his head.

The spirit net seems to be hopeless for a while, and Sun Wukong's attitude is good.

After all, Guanjiang Island is different from Wanshou Mountain, Zhenyuan Daxian has lived in Huaguo Mountain for a long time, his prestige is very high, and there are not many disciples, and Wanshou Mountain's access to the spirit network will not cause opposition from monsters.

But Erlang Zhenjun has thousands of grass-headed gods under him, and although they have been together for a year, the monsters are still very wary of them.

The spirit net has a special significance to Huaguo Mountain, and Sun Wukong decided to watch it for a while.

Bidding farewell to Erlang Zhenjun, Sun Wukong came to Cloud City, and a group of goblins were waiting for him.

Over the years, Sun Wukong has been preaching to goblins with excellent qualifications, and this is the fourth batch of goblins.

After the sermon, it was already evening.

Sun Wukong asked the goblins to disperse, but one of them did not leave.

Rakshasa is also one of the goblins who listen to the sermon, she has been busy studying for twenty years, neglecting her practice, and Sun Wukong also took special care of her when he preached.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Sun Wukong asked.

The Rakshasa woman saluted: "King, can you ask the Taishang Laojun to send the white dew to those humans together." ”

White dew is fertilizer, and after all these years of improvement, the youkai are now doing quite well.

However, because of the transportation cost, there are still few countries that come to Huaguoshan to buy Bailu.

"I've already asked. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head: "He is not happy." ”

The composition of Bailu has not changed very much, Taishang Laojun is proficient in pills, he knows what is in Bailu at a glance, and he is naturally not happy.

Immortals also have the temper of immortals, and Sun Wukong can't be strong.

Rakshasa was a little disappointed, but there was one more thing.

"Our printing workshop has been running for a few days now, and you haven't seen it yet, my lord. ”

When she mentioned this, Sun Wukong remembered it.

Huaguoshan had a printing workshop more than 20 years ago, but the workshop mentioned by the Rakshasa Girl was not an ordinary printing workshop, but a Taoist workshop that could mass-produce Taoist blessing books.

"Again, I should go check it out. ”

Sun Wukong took the Rakshasa girl and flew towards the printing workshop.

Halfway through the flight, Sun Wukong suddenly saw an auspicious cloud flying in the distance.

He took a closer look, and it turned out to be Wu Quxing.

At this moment, Wu Quxing was holding books in his hands, and the auspicious clouds under his feet were also placing several stacks of books, staggering towards Yunxiao City.

"Wu Quxing. ”

Sun Wukong asked with a smile: "You don't study the Dao with the demon kings, why are you doing the work of Wenquxing?"

Wu Quxing smiled: "These books are rare and interesting. ”

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, and immediately a book flew over.

"Little Demon Transformation" Guide

Sun Wukong read the title of the book and looked up at Wu Quxing: "Are you interested in the transformation skills of monsters?"

"Sort of. ”

Wu Quxing nodded: "I haven't seen this kind of book in the Heavenly Palace. ”

Of course he hadn't seen it, and he had searched all over the Three Realms, and only Huaguo Mountain had the "Guide to the Transformation of Little Demons".

This book is some of the practice suggestions summarized by the goblins of Huaguo Mountain over a long period of time according to the different races, and it has also been revised several times.

"I've heard that the Monkey King was also involved in writing this book. ”

Wu Quxing asked, "Is it really useful for goblin transformation?"

"How much is useful. ”

Sun Wukong returned the book to Wu Quxing and said: "But whether the transformation is successful or not depends on talent and understanding. ”

Wu Quxing was right.

"The book didn't sell, did it?"

He then asked.

Sun Wukong nodded.

This book may touch the sensitive nerves of the Heavenly Palace, of course he can't sell it blatantly, but if it is circulated secretly, he will turn a blind eye.

In addition to the "Transformation Guide", Wu Quxing can also see many martial arts classics in his hands.

Martial arts is a mortal skill, and it is of little use to immortals, but martial arts is under the control of Wu Quxing, and he is very interested in it.

At the same time, Wu Quxing also felt incredible that Huaguo Mountain could collect so many martial arts classics.

"How did you find so many books?"

"Bought with money. ”

Sun Wukong replied.

It's not wrong that money can make ghosts grind, and after Sun Wukong asked Mr. Guzhi and Lao Turtle to collect books, they tried their best to buy all the books from all human countries.

Martial arts classics are a very small part of them, although they are small, but in the eyes of outsiders, they are already quite a lot.

Wu Quxing sighed in his heart, apart from him, only Huaguoshan would attach importance to the martial arts of mortals.

Huaguo Mountain is really a good place.