The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 33: The Great Wizard Kuafu
"Brother Shi Mo, you are not trying to fool me with those ordinary peaches from Jiuding Tiecha Mountain, are you?" Hong Yun said, looking at Shi Mo with some suspicion.

Even Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing by with a smile on his face, glanced at Shi Mo. He was also quite curious about how that peach tree could produce three different kinds of peaches.

"Brother Hongyun, if you don't want to eat it, just give it back to me," Shi Mo said directly to Hongyun.

"Who said I don't want to eat it? Even ordinary peaches are much more delicious than many spiritual fruits," Hong Yun retracted his hand and directly brought the peach in his hand to his mouth and took a bite.

"Hmm?" However, Hongyun, who had just taken a bite, froze and his expression seemed frozen.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Hongyun, is this peach really that bad?"

Hong Yun reacted quickly, his expression suddenly brightening. After chewing and swallowing the peach flesh, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "It's so delicious! This is definitely not an ordinary peach, it's even better than ginseng fruit!"

"Huh?" Zhen Yuanzi was surprised again. It's delicious, so it's delicious. You said it's more delicious than ginseng fruit. Isn't that a bit exaggerated?

"Is it really that delicious?" Zhen Yuanzi was a little skeptical. He took the other peach from Shi Mo and took a bite. His expression was moved. He then said, "It's sweeter than my ginseng fruit!"

"Brother Shi Mo, how many fruits does your peach tree bear at a time?" Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but ask Shi Mo curiously.

"Thirty fruits of each kind," Shi Mo said with a faint smile, and then he felt a little regretful after he said it.

Sure enough, Hong Yun, who had finished a small peach in a few bites, was holding a red peach the size of a football and chewing it. When he heard what Shi Mo said, he glared:

"Thirty of each? Brother Shi Mo, there are so many and you only take ten of each? No, I'm going to go to your Jiuding Tiecha Mountain and eat all the rest."

"Okay, that's enough!" Shi Mo smiled helplessly.

"Thirty of each kind?" Zhen Yuanzi said thoughtfully, "Brother Shi Mo, your peach tree is no worse than my ginseng fruit tree. I'm afraid it's the best among the thousands of peach trees out there, right?"

"Well," Shi Mo said after a slight hesitation, "I suspect that those thousands of peach trees all originated from the one I planted on the top of Babao Peak, so that peach tree should be called the Mother Peach Tree."

"The mother peach tree? No wonder it can bear three kinds of fruit at the same time, and they're so delicious!" Hong Yun suddenly realized, "No wonder, out of thousands of peach trees, you only took that one and transplanted it to the top of Babao Peak."

"Brother Zhenyuan, I think this peach mother tree is of better quality than your ginseng fruit tree. It can actually produce thousands of innate spiritual roots. However, the ginseng fruits produced by your ginseng fruit tree don't even have a core. You can't even plant more," Hongyun's words immediately choked Zhenyuanzi.

"Without the core seeds, I wonder if cuttings will work? Or what about grafting?" Thinking of this, Shi Mo looked at the lush ginseng fruit tree next to him and couldn't help but cheer up:
"Yes! I can do some grafting. I can graft the ginseng fruit tree onto the peach tree, or onto other fruit trees. Wouldn't that allow me to grow more varieties and flavors of spiritual fruits?"

"Hey, brother Shi Mo, what good things are you thinking about?" Hong Yun suddenly pushed Shi Mo and asked with a joking smile.

"Nothing, I..." Shi Mo reacted, shook his head and smiled, then his face changed as if he sensed something.

"No, Brother Shi Mo, why are you so startled? Did the demons attack Jiuding Tiecha Mountain? Did Di Jun and the others dare to provoke you?" Seeing Shi Mo's reaction, Hong Yun asked. Shi Mo shook his head and said, "No! Brothers, I've run into a problem with the corn fields I'm developing. I'll take my leave now."

Having said that, Shi Mo directly used the earth veins to travel and quickly left Wanshou Mountain.

"Let's go and take a look. If Brother Shi Mo really encounters any trouble, we can help him," Zhen Yuanzi said seriously.

"Okay, don't be in a hurry!" Zhen Yuanzi said as he used his escape technique to take Hongyun away with him. Hongyun quickly took two big peaches, and then his figure was submerged by the sudden surge of ochre light.

Amid the roaring angry dragon, the wilderness fields where Shi Mo planted a large amount of corn were covered by a layer of khaki energy light.

In the light shield, the golden earth fire dragons headed by Jin Yan have transformed into their original forms, glaring angrily at the outside of the light shield.

In the wilderness outside the light shield, there were many burly giants wearing animal skins, like savages. Leading the group was a man about ten feet tall with bronze skin and holding a dark red wooden staff. He was looking at the light shield in front of him with a frown.

He didn't expect that his tribesmen reported that they had discovered a large area of ​​wild corn here, but when they were preparing to harvest it, it triggered the restriction of the formation.

Coupled with the appearance of these underground fire dragons, it is obvious that these corns have an owner, and the underground fire dragons are specially arranged to guard them.

The bronze-skinned man, who was feeling that he was in a difficult situation, suddenly changed his expression. He saw Shi Mo's figure appear in front of him, as if the spiritual energy of the earth veins was gushing out.

"Witch tribe?" Seeing those burly men, feeling the powerful blood and energy and murderous aura from them, especially the bronze-skinned man in the lead whose aura was not much inferior to his own, Shi Mo couldn't help but frown: "Great witch?"

"I wonder which great witch of the witch clan he is? Why is he attacking the formation I set up to protect the corn experimental field?" Shi Mo asked directly.

"Kuafu, the Great Shaman of the Houtu Tribe of the Wu Clan," said the bronze-skinned man, who had felt the power of the earth vein formation and discovered that Shi Mo's cultivation was not weak, did not dare to neglect him. He asked, "May I ask who you are, fellow Taoist?"

"My name is Shi Mo!" When Shi Mo announced his name, Kuafu's face suddenly changed.

In fact, Shi Mo was a little surprised to learn that this great wizard was actually Kuafu, and he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Shi Mo from Jiuding Tiecha Mountain." After learning of Shi Mo's identity, Kuafu did not dare to take it lightly and explained:
"Fellow Daoist Shi Mo, my people discovered this large field of corn by accident, and we had no idea it belonged to someone else. I hope you will forgive me for any offense!"

Seeing Kuafu's polite words, Shi Mo couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Aren't they all said that the Wu clan has a bad temper? Why is this guy so easy to talk to?
"Since you are so easy to talk to, I can consider doing business with the Wu Clan," Shi Mo thought to himself. He grew so much corn and couldn't eat it all, so he had to sell it. Otherwise, what was the point of growing it?
Therefore, Shi Mo, whose mind raced, smiled politely and said, "So that's how it is! As the saying goes, ignorance is not blameworthy. Since it's a misunderstanding, it's all right if we talk it out. As for the corn..."

"Since the millet belongs to fellow Taoist, my witch clan will naturally not take it away by force," Kuafu said before Shi Mo finished speaking.

Seeing Kuafu was about to say goodbye and leave, Shi Mo was about to speak when suddenly a surge of powerful earth spirit energy rushed towards him. The powerful energy and blood force made Shi Mo's face change: "This energy is so strong! Ancestral Witch?"

(End of this chapter)