Shortly after Ding Xing returned to the village, it started to rain heavily.

This rain was the weather that the villagers of Zhuang had been waiting for for a long time, and it dispelled the locust plague that had accumulated their hearts for days.

Anyone who manages gardens is most afraid of locusts passing through the border, and the same is true in the world of immortal cultivation.

A few days ago, locust demons appeared in the gardens of Jinlu Winery, causing panic. The villagers were rumored that a large-scale locust plague was about to break out.

The locust plague made the villagers feel like they were on their backs and were worried all day long.

Just as everyone was anxious, a heavy rain suddenly fell from God.

This is a happy event.

Locust monsters are afraid of water, and they will not appear during the rainy season.

If this heavy rain lasts for several days, the army of locusts that are brewing in unknown areas may be strangled in the bud.

All the villagers are looking forward to it.

Ding Xing is no exception.

He also hoped that it would rain every day, so that the locust demon would never visit Jinlu Winery again.

But he hoped that the locust plague would disappear, not because he was worried that his orange orchard would be destroyed, but because he did not want his cultivation life to be destroyed by natural disasters.

He accidentally created the "worm tears". He could exchange the treasures he needed by just going to Jiuzhuangji. Now he can continuously brew "mutton fat pulp" to improve his cultivation.

The more his cultivation becomes, the more he will have, and he is even sure that he will advance to the sixth Xuanfei period monk in Jinlu Winery in the future. Once he says something, he will be able to bring his uncle Ding Chenzhi back from Binghua Mountain.

But all this requires a peaceful environment.

Therefore, Ding Xing not only hates natural disasters, but also man-made disasters.

Unfortunately, things went against his wishes, and he was not at ease.

Just one day later, it was already raining.

Since then, there has never been a rain for several months.

When September comes, the harvest of Jinlu Winery has entered its end, and the fruits in the gardens and fields have basically been picked.

Ding Xing's family's Huofengju were also picked. He shared the harvest with Yu Tai as agreed. The surplus was much smaller than last year, but it was not empty.

This year is a special year. From March to now, there have been frequent insect swarms and small-scale insect storms have never stopped. However, all the villagers have survived. Everyone is okay in harvesting, but the losses are not big.

The only thing to worry about right now is the fruit trees.

If the weather does not turn cold, the crisis of locust plague will not be completely eliminated.

Nowadays, more and more market investors are beginning to believe that there are forces outside the market that are fueling the fire, trying to lure or drive the locusts to the market.

Because the Golden Dew Spirit Cellar will be opened in October, if there is really a poisonous outside the village and the ace wine "Golden Dew Liquid" in the village, then their best way is to use the locust swarm to create opportunities for them to steal wine.

No one dares to take it lightly. Everyone thinks that locust plagues will break out at any time.

Therefore, after the harvest period ended, the villagers were still unable to rest. Every household was preparing treasures related to locust killing, which also promoted the business of the winery market, which was becoming more and more popular day by day.

Last month, Ding Xing returned from Jiuzhuangji and reserved a batch of insect-killing incense. He did not need any additional equipment, but before the locusts crossed, he had to stay in the orange orchard.

He heard from many Lao Zhuangzi people who had experienced locust plagues that the locusts were covered with the sky and even covered the sky. It took a little time and did not drive the insect-killing treasures, and the fruit trees would be swallowed up.

Even though Ding Xing recruited Yu Tai, he still did not dare to be careless.

It should be noted that the various spiritual trees in the winery are generally above Jiazi. The private fields under the names of the predecessors of the Xuanfei period are all over two hundred years old. The spiritual fruits produced by these old trees are even stronger.

If the locust swarm really arrives, the price of Zhuangmin fails to guard the fruit trees of each family is extremely heavy.

It takes decades to re-cultivate seedlings, which means that within decades, the villagers of the whole village will lose the harvest of spiritual fruits and have no harvest. How to pay tribute to the ancestors? How to assist in practicing? How to cultivate family talents?

This is a disaster caused by the great damage to the vitality and the decline of the family.

It may not be possible to recover for half a hundred years.

For Ding Xing, this is also a disaster.

Although he has a piece of orange-leaf treasure that can quickly refine wine, he still wants to catch it if there is no spiritual fruit.

A good cook cannot cook without rice.

Once the trading market of spiritual fruits is lost, Ding Xing will not be able to refine any kind of spiritual wine.

"Uncle Yu, the locust plague is so fast when it comes, how can the village warn us?"

Ding Xing stayed in the park with Yu Tai every day, and he had to inquire about the specific details about the locust plague.

"Then you must ring the 'locust alarm bell'. This kind of Dharma bell was specially designed by the Shangzong to search for whale treasures on the coastal areas and refine them for each village. Once it is knocked, everyone in the village can hear it! Don't worry, the village will not let you miss the preparation time!"

The whale demon in the sea is the most known creature in the world of immortal cultivation. It is a vigilant treasure of major sects or fairylands. It is often refined using the material treasures on the whale demon.

The Locust Bell is this type of whale treasure.

Ding Xing asked again: "What method will the farm use to resist the swarm of insects? You can't let the village people deal with the locusts all, right?"

Yu Tai smiled and said, "At that time, we will definitely open the magic circle for protecting the countryside! But how many magic circles are arranged in the winery, and what type of magic circle is it? Only those seniors in the Xuanfei stage and their direct descendants know about it!"

The magic circle of protecting the village is related to the safety of Jinlu Winery. It is not a core disciple and is not qualified to know the details. Even ordinary village people know nothing about where the formation is.

As he was chatting, Yu Tai suddenly pointed to the sky: "Of course, the disciples of the upper sect know very well!"

Last month, locust monsters appeared one after another on the village, and more than one. Based on past experience, the possibility of a locust plague erupting is as high as 70% to 80%. The seniors who were in seclusion in Jinlujiao followed and began to organize defense.

Although Jinlu Liquid is expensive, it is far from comparable to fruit trees, because fruit trees are the foundation of the family. As long as the foundation is still there, Jinlu Liquid will sooner or later.

Not only that, the village also reported to Shangzong and requested support.

The Shangzong also attached great importance to this kind of insect scourge and assigned five disciples of Xuanfeng period, four of whom were in charge of the gates of each gang, and one of them was free to inspect. After the locust plague broke out, the inspection would go wherever the field was seriously affected.

Of course, the support is also bound in a fixed area. This inspector is only responsible for protecting the core land on the farm, and the core must not be lost.

Like Ding Xing’s orange orchard, even if the locusts are gnawed all over, the disciples of the upper sect will not pay attention to it.

Ding Xing looked over the direction of Yu Tai's finger and saw more than ten flying swords slid from the sky. There was a monk standing on each sword. They looked down at the garden field and pointed at them, as if discussing some defense strategy, so the sword speed was very slow.

The leader is a man and a woman, and that male cultivator is the owner of the manor.

The female cultivator was a white-haired old woman with a slightly arched back. She looked severely aging and looked weak, but Wu Zunrong was polite to her and had to give her a hand every time she said.

The owner of the big manor is delicate and precious. He can make him respect a monk so much. It is obviously a disciple of the upper sect, and he has very powerful supernatural powers.

"Uncle Yu, what is the origin of that noble man in the Shangzong?"

"She is nicknamed Divine Needle Grandma. She has refined a mouthful of her natal magic tube, which can summon a rain of silk needles, and has the power of thousands of insects!"

What a guy! Ding Xing thought, this is a professional insect killer.

As he was sighing, a dull bell sound suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Finally come!"
Chapter completed!