"The safe way to do this is to set up nodes. ”

"No, the node will expose the weakness of the enchantment. ”

One day, Sun Wukong and Zhenyuan Daxian are discussing the design of the enchantment under the tree.

The two discussed fiercely, and Ao Luan walked over.

"Brother. ”

She reported to Sun Wukong: "The first batch of hemostatic grass has bloomed. ”

"Huh?"

Sun Wukong looked back: "So fast?"

Less than half a year after the hemostatic grass was handed over to the monsters, the monsters were cultivated.

Sun Wukong decided to take a look, and Zhenyuan Daxian naturally followed.

The hemostatic grass is planted in a test field on a small island, and after flowering, the scenery is beautiful, and a fragrance wafts in the air.

Sun Wukong was inspecting the hemostatic grass in the field, and Zhenyuan Daxian enjoyed the perfect view and saw some monsters running over.

When these monsters heard that the king was coming, they took the spiritual objects they had created and asked him for merit.

Zhenyuan Daxian stopped them.

He picked up a lantern in his hand: "How long can this lantern be lit?"

"A day's daylight and moonlight lasts for about three hours. ”

The banshee replied.

Zhenyuan Daxian shook his head: "Isn't that almost the same as the original?"

He had heard about Sun Wukong's transformation of the lantern, and this female monster obviously did not make a great improvement.

"Take it back. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian handed the lantern to the banshee and said, "Save your king from being angry." ”

"Wait......"

At this time, Sun Wukong walked over.

He took the lantern and looked at it, but laughed: "This lantern is very well done!"

The youkai have increased the efficiency of the runes, but the improvement is limited, and the lantern can be used for three hours, which is already the best technology.

Compared with the lantern made by Sun Wukong at that time, this lantern has been greatly improved - drawing runes with gem powder, improving energy storage, and adding a switch.

On the premise that the lighting time cannot be increased, adding a switch is the right choice.

"It can be sold to humans. ”

Sun Wukong said that three hours of lighting at night can meet the needs of most human beings.

It's just that the material has changed, which has increased the cost of the lantern a lot - the price has not dropped, and I am afraid that only the princes and nobles are willing to buy it.

But overall, Sun Wukong is still satisfied.

"Rakshasa, what reward do you want?"

He asked the banshee.

The Rakshasa didn't expect that he still remembered his name, and she was so happy that she waved her hand again and again, saying that she didn't want any reward.

But she asked Sun Wukong for suggestions on improving the lantern, and Sun Wukong answered them one by one, and the Rakshasa got a lot of inspiration and left satisfied.

After she left, Sun Wukong checked the creations of other monsters and gave a lot of suggestions.

After the monsters dispersed, Sun Wukong turned his head to see that Zhenyuan Daxian didn't know when he had gone away.

Zhenyuan Daxian stood under a waterwheel.

Sun Wukong walked over: "Are you curious about the waterwheel?"

"It's the first time I've seen a real thing. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian looked up at the waterwheel more than ten meters high, and said with emotion: "No wonder others say that "Heavenly Creation" is the world's first strange book. ”

He finished reading "Heavenly Creation", and the design of the waterwheel was in it, and before that, no one had ever made this kind of irrigation tool.

However, after reading the things in the book, after all, I only have an impression in my head, and when I really saw the effect of the waterwheel, Zhenyuan Daxian understood the value of "Heavenly Creation".

Sun Wukong's hemostatic grass, as well as other crops cultivated by the monsters, are watered more healthy and gorgeous with the help of waterwheels.

"This watermill is a treasure for all human nations. ”

There was also a human old man standing next to Zhenyuan Daxian, who took the initiative to salute Sun Wukong: "The Monkey King's "Heavenly Creation" has great kindness to human beings. ”

Sun Wukong noticed him early on.

"Who are you?"

"The old man is a teacher who came from the Han Dynasty and came here to learn technology. ”

The old man said: "Along the way, I have seen many farmers who have also begun to read and write in order to learn "Heavenly Creations", which is all due to you, the Monkey King. ”

"Don't praise me. ”

A trace of vigilance flashed in Sun Wukong's heart, and he said with a smile: "I have been walking in the world for several years, and I have seen many farmers, and they can't read for a book. ”

It's not that it won't, it's that it can't.

Even if they knew the importance of "Heavenly Creation", those who were at the bottom of society did not have the money or time to read and read.

Sun Wukong dealt with the old man cautiously, this old man's identity was not ordinary, he praised him like this as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't know what to do in his heart.

The old man smiled: "Of course, not everyone has a chance, but there are many farmers who study for it. ”

He paused for a moment, and then said: "In the country of Aolai, "Heavenly Palace Creation" has the most profound influence, and everyone makes children literate. ”

"You're only half right. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "It is true that all the children of Aolai Kingdom are reading, but not because of "Heavenly Creation". ”

"What's the reason for that?"

"Because of being rich. ”

Sun Wukong said: "Aolai is a small country, and the treasury has been full over the years, so it can naturally take care of the children of the poor. ”

The old man nodded, but also found that Sun Wukong shirked in every possible way, but he didn't want to admit his credit.

"I didn't expect the Monkey King to be so humble. ”

The old man smiled, then turned to leave.

"You are the mentor of the king of the Aolai Kingdom, didn't you also teach those children to read and write?"

Sun Wukong looked at his departing back, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Which immortal is he?"

He asked.

Zhenyuan Daxian was not surprised at all, Sun Wukong's mana was Xuan, of course, he could see the other party's immortal qi clearly.

"You don't accept his praise, are you worried that he has other plans?"

Zhenyuan Daxian asked.

Sun Wukong nodded, and someone from the Heavenly Palace actually came, which surprised him and had to deal with it carefully.

Zhenyuan Daxian laughed.

"Brother Xian, you must have misunderstood this time, he really praised you. ”

He stroked his long beard and looked at the place where the old man had disappeared: "He is too platinum star." ”

Sun Wukong's eyes widened.

The good old man?

No wonder......

But this is too platinum star is really, knowing that he can see his immortal aura, what kind of human is he pretending!

Isn't this a deliberate attempt to make yourself careful?

Sun Wukong shook his head.