Yuan Boshui rushed forward and stroked the glass window in front of him. It wasn't until he got closer that he discovered that some parts of the glass were actually carved.

It is simply a masterpiece of craftsmanship. How can the lines be made so smooth? Does Chaowen already have enough skilled craftsmen to carry out large-scale carvings? Where did she hire the gentleman?

While Yuan Boshui was sighing and studying, a panda cub slowly came towards him. Seeing him pulling open the window and about to press his face against it, he also came forward and pressed his face against the cold glass.

Yuan Poshui was frightened and couldn't help but take two steps back. The iron-eating beast couldn't touch him, so he simply stood up, raised his paws high, and tried to climb up, but he didn't want to fall awkwardly.

It fell to the ground, was stunned for a moment, and began to lose its temper with itself, waving its arms and howling wildly, showing its aggrievedness.

The giant panda in the back was gnawing bamboo. When he saw that it had not stopped roaring for a long time, he got annoyed, so he stepped forward and roughly pushed it, and then pushed it over and over again. It showed no love from its elders at all.

The mentally injured cub lay on the ground and remained motionless. It was unclear whether he had given up struggling or was looking for an opportunity to strike.

Is this the iron-eating beast?

Yuan Poshui smiled and forgot all distracting thoughts for a while, staring at the cub with big eyes and small eyes.

He also didn't expect that one day he would waste so much time on something that was purely a squandering of life, but it was as if roots had taken root in his soles and he was reluctant to move away.

After a while, another giant panda came over. It probably thought there were many people here and wanted to join in the fun.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to it, the cub climbed up tenaciously, awkwardly moved forward, and got between the two giant pandas.

It was so small that it bumped here and there, and even took one of the giant pandas' bamboo away.

Yuan Poshui privately believed that although the iron-eating beast was big, it had a docile temperament and seemed not suitable for the battlefield.

Just imagine, leading them to the front of the camp, where the two armies are facing each other, these ferocious beasts will first sit down to peel off a piece of bamboo to eat, and then will they fight?

Just when he thought of something funny, the two giant pandas roared at each other angrily.

The panda's cry was a bit shrill and harsh, especially when it roared angrily. Yuan Poshui was very close and raised his hands to cover his ears. In a moment of distraction, the two big ones had already been beaten into a ball.

They changed their previous sincerity and opened their ferocious mouths to bite each other. Their hard nails clawed at each other unceremoniously, beating and scolding each other, as if their previous gentleness and sweetness were all fake.

For a moment, hair was flying in the sky, and the people watching screamed and backed away.

Doesn't this stance mean to kill the bald man?

The instigator sat down on the ground and watched the two parents fighting passionately. After watching for a while, he silently grabbed a piece of bamboo, held it in his arms, and gnawed it comfortably. This was the perfect way to stay out of the incident.

The caregiver heard the noise and ran in, but was equally at a loss when seeing the scene.

The adult panda is tall and burly, even if it is a little thinner than normal, it is not something that ordinary people like him can persuade. He can be flattened with a light palm without any accident.

The breeder felt that he was outmatched, so he picked up two small glutinous rice balls in each hand and walked them first. Finally, the magic cultivator took action and dragged the two iron-eating beasts away, separated them more than ten meters away, and stuffed them into their hands.

Lots of food.

The two giant pandas hesitated for a moment while holding the bamboo shoots in their arms, but decided to eat first and then fight, and finally restored the previous peace.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a crowd of people behind Yuan Boshui, and they were all spectators who were coming closely. He didn't pay attention and watched with gusto. Until someone tapped him on the shoulder, and the familiar sound of hell sounded immediately after.

"Headmaster Yuan."

Yuan Boshui's expression changed, and he hurriedly lowered his head, pulled up his clothes, and wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong. However, the hands on his shoulders were like iron palms, preventing him from moving. In addition, the dense crowds on the left and right blocked him.

His path made him unable to avoid it and had no choice but to face it.

Yuan Poshui made his final struggle: "You have recognized the wrong person."

Zhuchen smiled and said: "Master Yuan, how could I forget an old friend like you? It's been a long time since I've been here. Why don't we have a meal together later?"

Yuan Poshui suddenly turned around with a fierce look on his face.

"Hey!" Zhuchen took back his hand, "What are you doing? I originally wanted to sell you some glass cheaply."

Yuan Poshui's attitude changed instantly, and he smiled, which could even be said to be flattering. He asked: "How much is it?"

Zhuchen chuckled: "Do you want the formula for sale?"

Yuan Poshui thought she was joking, but his face fell: "You haven't said the price yet, how do you know I'm not happy? Besides, you obviously brought up this topic first."

Zhuchen said: "I'm serious, I'm not mocking you. This glass looks amazing, but it's actually made of soda ash, limestone and other materials. The most expensive thing is the layer of spiritual stone plated on the outside. It's not really a top-notch glass."

A rare thing.”

Yuan Poshui was shocked and raised his hand, subconsciously trying to cover her mouth.

How could you say something so important casually?

Zhuchen said indifferently: "You come with me first."

Zhuchen explained the reason to him on the road, and also told him the necessary protections that need to be taken during the production process to avoid harming the body.

She was honest and didn't hide anything, but Yuan Poshui could not get rid of the doubts in his heart, so he was waiting for Zhuchen to say "but" and then talk to him about the harsh conditions, so that he could feel at ease.

However, Yuan Poshui had been mentally prepared all the way, but the "but" of Zhuchen's turning point still did not come out.

The two of them quickly arrived at the restaurant in the city and went to the private room to order home-cooked food.

Yuan Boshui was about to take his seat when he remembered something. He maintained his posture of neither going up nor down, and made a statement in advance: "Don't let us, the Sunda Sect, send people over. Chaowen's demonic aura is too strong, and those little bastards are not good at cultivation. Come here."

It’s of no use.”

"You don't need to send people, but you are still wasting my food." Zhuchen waved his hand and said, "Head Yuan, can you stop treating me like a bully? I'll tell you the truth, now I have turned away from money.

I won’t be obsessed with it. At most, there is someone who doesn’t like it and deliberately teases him.”

Yuan Poshui sat down nervously and asked one more question: "Are you referring to me?"

Zhuchen burst out laughing: "I'm not talking about you!"

She poured Yuan Poshui a cup of fruit tea to soothe his shock. Seeing that he still looked suspicious, she took the initiative to check herself.

...but it seems like she didn’t go too far?

Zhuchen quickly gave up guessing Yuan Poshui's psychology, leaned back in his chair, and said frankly: "Chaowen doesn't have enough manpower to burn the cauldron and burn glass now. It's really not convenient for the monks to live here, and I don't want to give them any trouble."

I have delegated too many tasks that require the use of spiritual power, and I don’t want to distract them from too much energy. Since Xuntian City has not been affected by the demonic energy, it is most suitable to leave it to you. You produce, and I will take a commission. I will find all the sales outlets for Yi Zong. This is nothing.

Question?"

Yuan Poshui laughed dryly: "Why is the Xuntian Sect the most suitable? You and I don't have much contact, let alone friendship, right?"

"The largest sect near Chaowen is Xuntian City. Head Yuan has been operating here for many years, and his connections are deeper than mine. He can talk to everyone and has prestige. To be honest, if you don't come here today, I

I will also look for opportunities to pay a visit."

Zhuchen picked up the teapot and said in the background of the sound of dripping water: "I hope Xuntian can lend me a piece of land."

Yuan Boshui suddenly stood up, his sleeves brushed against the bowls and chopsticks on the table, the tea was overturned, and the chopsticks rolled to the floor. He pulled back the wet cuffs with force and shouted sternly: "You are dreaming! The Sunda Sect is my hard work for many years.

It is the inheritance of my ancestors and I will never give it away! Not even a penny!"

Zhuchen glanced sideways, put down the objects in his hands calmly, and then said: "You misunderstood, I have no intention of infringing on other people's sovereignty."

She took out a handful of green bamboo rice from her sleeve: "What I mean is, let you plant some Chaowen seeds in Xuntian and see if they can survive."

Yuan Poshui was stunned for a moment, calmed down his momentum, bent down and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhuchen explained: "The reason why Chaowen was so desolate before was because it was extremely difficult for plants in the mortal world to survive under the influence of demonic energy. Currently, there are only three types of food that Chaowen can grow in large quantities. One is dug from the demon world.

I call the fruit seedling Tongguo. The stronger the evil spirit, the redder the fruit will be."

Yuan Boshui thought of the original milky white color of Tongguo, and then to its current bright red color. There has indeed been a two-level change in appearance, and the taste of the fruit is also slightly different from before. However, the crops in Xuntian City have been declining year by year and are becoming increasingly desolate.

The granary is half empty. If it stays like this next year, I'm afraid it won't be able to support the people of the entire city.

Therefore, the situation in the demon world was actually deteriorating more quickly than he imagined. If this trend continued, it would soon envelope them, Xuntian.

Chao Wen was already prepared, and Xun Tian was facing them naked.

Without food and spiritual energy, all the monks and people will fall into a hopeless situation. They will not wait for the demonic cultivators to attack, but they will embark on the road of self-destruction first.

He was still pitying the people of Chaowen before, but little did he know that a more cruel butcher's knife had already approached him.

Zhuchen picked up the cup, held the cup of tea that was no longer hot with his white fingers, took a casual sip, and said without changing his expression: "Tongguo reproduces very quickly. If the demonic energy is not enough, I can

Provide you with a special water source to help it produce results.

When the environment is suitable, you can plant independently. Of course, according to my experimental data, it would be more effective and safer to go directly to the depths of the Demon Realm to dig a load of soil and renovate it after a while. If conditions permit,

I can ask the magic cultivator to help you bring some back."

Yuan Poshui felt an inexplicable chill at her words. He felt terrified that his death was imminent.

He stared at the person in front of him, looking at her calm face, knowing that she was definitely not innocent. The guess of those old men was correct.

Disaster is coming.

"The second type is bamboo. These bamboo varieties are quite special and can take root and survive regardless of evil spirits. Currently, their number is limited, and they have all been transplanted to the panda garden, which is what you see today."

"The third type is potatoes. I got the seeds by chance last year, and I have just started to sow them again. I will dig out a few, and you can just follow me. They are also grown in ordinary soil, and have high yields and nutrients, and can be used as

Staple food. Eat your fill.”

Zhuchen's tone became serious and he rapped his knuckles on the table twice: "Don't spread this news. I don't have enough bamboo and potato seeds. Our people don't dare to eat them. Now I'll give them to you as much as possible."

, whether you sow well or not is your own business. Whether you can have a second chance depends entirely on God's will. Master Yuan also doesn't like this feeling of obeying God's will."

Zhuchen didn't know when the demonic energy would completely take over the Cultivation Continent, and Feng Buye wasn't willing to tell her the specifics.
To be continued...