Lin Fan was invited to be a guest at the residence of his disciple Gu Huan.
He and Gu Huannai were in the same class, but he had already become an entry disciple. Unlike him, he stayed in the mountain for seven years before being promoted to an entry disciple.
They had not had much contact before, but since Lin Fan moved to Jiulian Peak, since they lived not too far apart, they often had some intersections.
Over time, and with similar temperaments, Lin Fan became a frequent visitor to Gu Huan's house.
Under the leadership of the servant, he passed through the corridor and then through the houses, and came to the backyard of Gu Mansion.
As a faint fragrance hits your nostrils, the scenery in front of you suddenly opens up, and what comes into view is a green ocean.
Among the emerald green lotus leaves, lotus flowers stand gracefully, like fairies just emerging from the bath, shy and eager to speak.
Among the flower stamens, dots of golden clouds appeared and disappeared, like thousands of lights, lighting up the entire night.
One after another, the spirit fish were playing and swimming underwater, like playful children at a temple festival, teasing the entire pond.
Although he had been here many times, he was still fascinated by such beautiful scenery.
There was a pavilion erected in the middle of the pond, where Gu Huan and a group of invited disciples were drinking.
Seeing Lin Fan arriving, Gu Huan, who was wearing a green shirt, quickly waved his hand and motioned for Lin Fan to take a seat.
Seeing this, Lin Fan jumped onto the waves. When he got close to the pavilion, he flew forward and landed firmly on the stone bench.
Looking around, he saw a total of six people sitting in the pavilion, including him.
"Sorry, I was delayed on something and came a step late." He said, raising a glass to punish himself.
"One cup is not enough. Three cups will be the penalty." Gu Huan said and filled Lin Fan's wine glass with wine.
While everyone was changing cups, an hour passed quickly.
"I wonder why Senior Brother Gu called us to gather here?"
"Don't be anxious, everyone. Junior Brother Jia Pei will probably be here a little later. When he arrives, he will explain the reason to you."
As soon as Gu Huan finished speaking, he saw a young man in yellow robe walking into the backyard. It was Jia Pei, the disciple who had not arrived yet.
Jia Pei seemed to be here in a hurry. After sitting down, he took several sips of tea and was still out of breath.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Gu Huan stood up and said, "Several junior brothers must also understand that the seven of us present are all Sanren or entry-level disciples from poor families."
"I can't wait to be like those disciples of the Xuanmen family who have a profound background and a lot of resources to squander."
"That's why I invite everyone to gather here. Firstly, we can get to know each other better so that we can help each other in the future. Secondly, I have something to remind everyone. Junior Brother Jia, you know the specific situation best, so let me tell you."
When Jia Pei heard about it, he immediately told everyone what happened.
Originally, he was away on a sect mission. When he returned to the sect after completing his mission half a month ago, he found that all the villages and towns along the way were hit by a locust plague.
At first he didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just another ordinary locust plague.
Who would have thought that even several practicing sects along the way would be hit by disasters, and all the spiritual fields within the mountain gate would be eaten away!
Only then did he realize that the locusts this time were no small matter, they were golden-sword locusts that only appeared once in a thousand years!
This golden-knife locust is half a head larger than an ordinary locust, and its two forearms are extremely sharp, like two golden knives, hence the name golden-knife locust.
Ordinary locusts often have nothing to do when they encounter the prohibitive barrier set up outside the spiritual field.
But the Golden Knife Locust can cut through the forbidden barrier with its arms. With its numerical advantage, it can break through the forbidden barrier in a matter of seconds.
Therefore, this golden knife locust plague will not only affect hundreds of millions of people, but also affect a small half of Yunzhou's spiritual practice community.
What's even more pervasive is that there are more and more golden-sword locusts, and now they are overwhelming.
Now that locusts are sweeping in like a tsunami, I'm afraid they will visit Jiuhua Mountain soon!
So when he was on the road, he sent a message to Senior Brother Gu Huan in advance.
After everyone listened, they immediately sighed and looked sad.
As ordinary entry-level disciples, they all have several acres of spiritual land in their names, and it is an important source of income for them.
Seeing that they will have no harvest this year, they are naturally anxious.
Lin Fan, who was used to living a poor life, was also worried, but his worries were somewhat different from those of others.
To him, the worst-case scenario is losing half a year's income, which is nothing.
Rather than himself, he was worried about the mortals who were affected by the disaster.
After all, monks like them can swallow spiritual energy and basically don't need to eat whole grains. On the contrary, if those secular mortals go through this difficulty, I don't know how many people will starve to death.
However, his ability was limited and he couldn't help much, so he immediately buried this worry in his heart and stopped thinking about it.
"Senior Brother Gu, there are many sects in Yunzhou, and there are so many masters. Is it possible that there are no strong people to help us eliminate this locust plague?"
"Of course there is. Ten days ago, many foundation-building experts joined forces to stop the locusts. What do you think the result was?"
"Is it possible that this didn't kill those damn locusts?"
"That battle was huge and the locusts killed and injured countless people. However, since then, the surviving locusts have split into dozens of groups. In just a few days, the locust group has expanded rapidly, and the size of each group is no less than the previous one!"
"The one approaching our Jiuhua Mountain is just one of them."
The disciple who asked the question was speechless immediately.
"Senior Brother Gu, although the golden sword locusts cover the sky and the earth, in the final analysis they are just small insects that can be crushed with a snap of your fingers. Although the ordinary restrictions outside the spiritual field are ineffective against them, if our faction activates the mountain protection formation, is it possible?
Can this insect break the formation?" Another disciple asked.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the others burst into laughter.
Seeing that the disciple who asked the question had not yet reacted, Lin Fan reminded him aloud: "It seems that there is something that senior brother did not understand, that is, most of the spiritual fields of our sect are in Qinghefang, and there is no big protective formation there."
When the disciple heard this, he immediately lowered his head in shame.
"Now that the locust plague is so terrifying, doesn't the Guangling Sect, a sect that specializes in spiritual planting, have no way to deal with it?" Another person asked.
"I'm about to tell you about this matter. Guangling Sect naturally has a way."
"The locust repellent powder developed thousands of years ago to target the golden-knife locusts can be sprayed on magical crops to avoid the passing golden-knife locusts without causing much damage to the magical crops."
"However, this locust plague has spread too widely, and Guangling Sect does not have much inventory. Today's locust repellent powder prices are extremely exaggerated, and ordinary Ling rice fields are no longer worth spraying. Furthermore, even if you want to buy it, you can't buy it through ordinary channels.
arrive."
After everyone heard this, a glimmer of hope surged in their hearts, but then they suddenly fell to the bottom.
Among them, the disciple wearing a white robe sighed repeatedly and said: "I'm done now. What you plant is the spiritual rice that ripens once a year, but what I plant is the 'qi-nourishing grass' that only ripens once every three years..."
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"Junior brother, don't worry, I still have a way. If someone can do it, not only will this locust plague not cause losses to them, but it will also be a huge opportunity!" Gu Huan said, taking a sip of wine.
When everyone heard this, they immediately became more energetic and turned their attention to Gu Huan. This chapter has been completed!
