Chapter 39: : already destined

Taibaijinxing Tengyun came to Huaguoshan.
He saw Sun Wukong standing in the port, a group of human hands dragging books, carefully handed it to Sun Wukong, and then repeated and turned to the boat.
This scene makes the Taibai Venus amazed.
He became a human figure and landed on the ground.
Sun Wukong immediately noticed him: "Where is the guest coming, is there anything?"
He did not say the identity of the Taijin Venus, too white gold stars did not break, said with a smile: "I heard that a fruit devil came to Huaguoshan, especially to remind the Monkey King, do not take the monsters of Beizhou Luzhou."
Sun Wukong thought for a turn, knowing that Taibai Jinxing is kind.
Emperor Zhenwu led the Tianbing Day to crusade the demon country. If there is any demon king who fled to Huaguoshan, Sun Wukong will inevitably get into trouble.
"I will order that the monsters not enter the Huaguoshan."
Sun Wukong replied.
Although this order will offend the monsters outside, he is not willing to be brought to the pit by those idiots.
Taibai Jinxing nodded with satisfaction, and then gave a greeting.
Shortly after he left, Zhenyuan Daxian flew over.
"Is it just too white gold star?"
Zhenyuan Daxian felt the immortal breath: "What is he doing?"
Sun Wukong turned and walked toward Shuilian Cave: "He told me not to take in the monsters of Beizhou Luzhou."
"He is kind."
Zhenyuan Daxian followed him with a smile on his face: "I heard that Taibaijinxing always wanted to recruit you, and he certainly didn't want you to offend the Heavenly Palace."
Sun Wukong nodded, and he also had a good impression on Taibai Jinxing. If he could, he did not want to fall out with Tiangong.
Zhenyuan Daxian then asked: "The North Zhou Luzhou demon country is big, how long can you support them?"
Sun Wukong shook his head: "It won't last for a few days."
Although he hopes that the demon country can support for a few years, it is obviously impossible since the Emperor Zhenwu personally shot it.
The monsters of the demon country are all scattered demons that have been made in recent years. The cohesiveness is not high, and the six great saints have not established a consistent relationship with those monsters.
Once the monsters discover that the trend has gone and their lives are threatened, it is easy to escape.
This is also the reason why the Platinum Star reminds Sun Wukong.
"The six great saints can't beat the real Wu Emperor."
Sun Wukong said, in any case, they are not smart enough.
Even the Tibetan mastiffs are not well hidden, and what kind of demon country is built.
Back to the water curtain hole, the book on the hand of Sun Wukong was handed over to the boy.
"That is the herbal collection collected by humans."
Zhenyuan Daxian touched the long beard and said: "They are more attentive than you."
Sun Wukong nodded: "The Baicao Jing is written for them after all."
He sighed softly.
"Why did the younger brother sigh?"
Zhenyuan Daxian asked strangely: "Is there any problem with these books?"
"The content in the book, I am afraid we have already known."
Sun Wukong replied: "Those human beings have killed dozens of people on the road in order to send these useless books."
Zhenyuan Daxian a glimpse, then shook his head.
"There is no way."
After all, it is a mortal, a very precious herb in the eyes of human beings, but most people know it.
"Xiandi does not have to be sad for them."
Zhenyuan Daxian said: "We will write more books, and more people will be saved."
Sun Wukong has some emotions.
"Those humans have placed a heavy burden on me because of the hemostatic grass."
He said: "But the hemostatic grass is just an incidental product in the process of cultivating rice."
These words immediately caught the attention of Zhenyuan Daxian.
"Xiandi, what do you say you cultivated?"
Sun Wukong did not conceal the town of Yuan Daxian.
He took Zhenyuan Daxian to the mountain where he cultivated the plants. Zhenyuan Daxian looked at the crops above and immediately knew that Sun Wukong was not empty.
"Rice."
Zhenyuan Daxian was surprised to see a few rice: "You used to cultivate rice?"
Sun Wukong nodded.
The meaning of rice is more than any plant.
He saw the technology of hybrid rice in Tianshu, and he always wanted to study it after returning to Huaguoshan.
Rice is a self-pollinating crop. To cross-breed, it is necessary to rip a variety and then impart the stamen pollen of another variety to it.
More critically, the results of the hybridization are mixed. The quality of the rice is not as intuitive as the hematopoietic grass. Even with the immortal method, it is almost impossible to select the perfect variety, and it is necessary to determine the seeds that they can hybridize and produce. Can breed normally.

I have experimented on hundreds of thousands of rice flowers, and the final product is this.

Sun Wukong said to the rice in front of him: "Their yields are higher than ordinary rice, but they are very difficult to grow and cannot be promoted."
He spent a long time, and finally found that the hybrid rice work is extremely large, without the support of huge experimental data, can not cultivate the rice for promotion.
In the end, Sun Wukong gave up – he has more important work and can't waste too much time on rice.
"It is flower essence that is now studying rice for me."
Said Sun Wukong.
Zhenyuan Daxian was taken aback again: "Flower?"

The flower essence is sensitive to pollen and can easily complete the work of emasculation and pollination.

Sun Wukong explained that in all monsters, Huajing is the best guy to cultivate plants.
"They have been researching in the Valley for several years. Didn't you pay attention?"
Sun Wukong glanced at Zhenyuan Daxian.
Zhenyuan Daxian's face is a bit hot. He is drinking the flower dew in Huagu, where he knows that the flower essence is still doing such an important job.
Rice is not a common crop.
"Xiandi, if you succeed."
Zhenyuan Daxian said: "The use of rice is probably hundreds of times better than hemostatic grass."
That's more than a hundred times, even a thousand times.
Sun Wu hollowly understands that rice is vital to the world - he can't be too hasty.
The two returned to the original road, and Sun Wukong told Zhenyuan Daxian that he had set up a new record officer to collect the various techniques of Huaguoshan and record them.

Record official?
Zhenyuan Daxian frowned slightly:
Why should such an official position be established?

"Prepare for the rain."
Sun Wukong answered like this.
The footsteps of Zhenyuan Daxian stopped and his eyes dipped.
"Xiandi, is this a bad day?"
"it is good."
Sun Wukong nodded.
The two have known each other for many years, and they have deep feelings. Some things have not been broken. Zhenyuan Daxian also understands.
What Zhenyuan Daxian is thinking, Sun Wukong naturally knows.
"Da Xian, I will not be evil."
Sun Wukong said with a smile: "But the things in the world are not under my control. Is it always right for me to plan ahead?"
He has to have the worst preparations at all times.
"What I can control, only the technology that I have gained will not be lost."
Sun Wukong said to Zhenyuan Daxian: "As long as the technology moves forward, I can find the answer I want."
What he said was hidden in the big way, but the tone of the tone did not bring any emotion.
It's like saying something that is already doomed.