Chapter 39: It's Doomed

Tai Bai Xing Tengyun came to Huaguo Mountain.

He saw Sun Wukong standing in the harbor, a group of humans dragging books in both hands, carefully handing them to Sun Wukong, and then bowing three times, turning around and getting on the boat.

This scene made Tai Bai Xing a little strange.

He took the form of a man and fell to the ground.

Sun Wukong immediately noticed him: "The distinguished guest is coming, is there anything wrong?"

He didn't say the identity of Tai Bai Xing, and Tai Bai Xing didn't break it, and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a bear demon king in Huaguo Mountain, and I am here to remind the Monkey King not to take in the monsters of Beiju Luzhou again." ”

Sun Wukong turned his mind and knew that Tai Bai Xing had good intentions.

Emperor Zhenwu led the heavenly soldiers and generals to crusade against the demon country, if any demon king escaped to Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong would inevitably get into trouble.

"I will order that those monsters are not allowed to enter Huaguo Mountain. ”

Sun Wukong said.

Even though this order would offend some of the youkai out there, he didn't want to be taken into the pit by those fools.

Tai Bai Xing nodded in satisfaction, and then took his leave.

Not long after he left, Zhenyuan Daxian flew over.

"Was it the Tai Bai Xing just now?"

Zhenyuan Daxian felt the aura of the immortal: "What is he here for?"

Sun Wukong turned around and walked towards the Water Curtain Cave: "He asked me not to take in the monsters of Beiju Luzhou." ”

"He had good intentions. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian followed him, with a smile on his face: "I heard that Tai Bai Xing has always wanted to recruit you to the heavens, of course he doesn't want you to offend the heavenly palace." ”

Sun Wukong nodded, he had a good impression of Tai Bai Xing in his heart, and if he could, he didn't want to fall out with Tiangong.

Zhenyuan Daxian then asked, "The Northern Ju Luzhou Demon Country is powerful, how long do you say they can last?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "It won't last a few days." ”

Although he hoped that the Demon Kingdom could last for a few years, since it was the True Martial Emperor who personally took action, it was obviously impossible.

The monsters in the demon country are all scattered demons made up in recent years, and the cohesion is not high, and the six saints have not established a consistent value for other monsters.

Once they find that the tide is gone and their lives are threatened, they are prone to fleeing for their lives.

This is also the reason why Tai Bai Xing reminded Sun Wukong.

"Those six saints can't defeat the True Martial Emperor. ”

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

Even the clumsiness can't be hidden, what kind of demon country to build.

In the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong handed over the books in his hand to the boy to tidy up.

"It's a collection of medicinal herbs by humans. ”

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

Sun Wukong nodded: "The Book of Hundred Herbs was written for them after all. ”

He sighed suddenly.

"Why is Brother Xian sighing?"

Zhenyuan Daxian asked strangely, "Is there anything wrong with these books?"

"I'm afraid we already know the contents of the book. ”

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

Zhenyuan Daxian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"That can't be helped. ”

After all, they are mortals, and in the eyes of humans, the medicinal herb information is very valuable, but most of the immortals already know it.

"Virtuous brothers don't have to be sad for them. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "We have written classics, and more human beings have been saved. ”

Sun Wukong was a little emotional.

"Those humans put a lot of trust in me because of the hemostatic grass. ”

"But the hemostatic grass is just a by-product of my process of growing another plant," he says. ”

These words immediately aroused the curiosity of Zhenyuan Daxian.

"Brother Xian, what are you cultivating?"

Sun Wukong did not hide Zhenyuan Daxian.

He took Zhenyuan Daxian to the top of the mountain where he cultivated plants, and Zhenyuan Daxian looked at the crops on it, and immediately understood what Sun Wukong originally planned to cultivate.

"Rice!"

Zhenyuan Daxian was taken aback: "You want to cultivate rice?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

Rice is more important than any plant.

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

Rice is a self-pollinating crop, and hybridization requires emasculation of one variety and pollen from the stamens of another variety in a very delicate way.

What's more, the results of hybridization are mixed, the difference between rice is not as intuitive as that of hemostatic grass, and it is very difficult to select the perfect variety even if you use the fairy method, and you have to make sure that they can be crossed and the seeds produced can reproduce normally.

"I experimented with hundreds of thousands of rice flowers, and the final product was this. ”

Sun Wukong said to the rice in front of him: "The yield has increased, but it is very difficult to grow and cannot be promoted." ”

It took him a long time, and finally found that the workload of hybrid rice was extremely large, and without the support of huge experimental data, it was impossible to breed rice that could be promoted.

Eventually, Monkey King gave up - he had more important work to do and couldn't afford to waste too much time on rice.

"Now it's the flower spirits who study them for me. ”

Sun Wukong said.

Zhenyuan Daxian was taken aback again: "Flower essence?"

"Flower essences are sensitive to pollen and can be easily emasculated and pollinated. ”

Sun Wukong explained that among all the monsters, the flower essence is the most suitable guy for cultivating plants.

"They've been studying in Flower Valley for years, haven't you noticed?"

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhenyuan Daxian.

Zhenyuan Daxian's face was a little hot, he patronized and drank the flower dew, how did he know that those flower essences were still doing such an important work.

Rice is no ordinary crop.

"Brother Xian, if you succeed. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian sighed: "I'm afraid that rice is a hundred times better than hemostatic grass. ”

That's not just a hundredfold, even a thousand.

Sun Wukong knew in his heart that rice was vital to the world – and he could afford to wait.

The two returned to the Water Curtain Cave, and Sun Wukong told Zhenyuan Daxian that he had set up a new recording officer to collect and record the various techniques of Huaguo Mountain.

"Record officer?" Zhenyuan Daxian frowned slightly: "Why do you want to set up this kind of official position?"

"Plan ahead. ”

Sun Wukong replied.

Zhenyuan Daxian's footsteps stopped, and his eyes became solemn.

"Brother Xian, isn't this a good day?"

"Good. ”

Sun Wukong nodded.

The two have been together for many years, and their relationship is deep, and some things have not been explained, and Zhenyuan Daxian also understands in his heart.

What Zhenyuan Daxian is thinking, Sun Wukong naturally knows.

"Daxian, I don't want to do evil. ”

Sun Wukong smiled: "But the affairs of the world are not under my control, and it is always right for me to take precautions, right?"

He had to be prepared for the worst at all times.

"What I can control, only the technology I get will not be lost. ”

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

There was a great rebellion hidden in the words he spoke, but the tone he showed was not emotional.

It's as if you're saying something that's already predestined.