Suddenly, a deserted man ran out of the lush green rice field holding a clump of spiritual rice in his hand and shouted in panic.
Gong Liang, Mr. Gong Jia, Cheng Yuan Gong, Ji Lao and others heard this and looked over.
Ji Lao asked calmly: "What's going on?"
"Look." The deserted man respectfully offered the spiritual rice.
Mr. Ji took the spiritual rice and observed it. Mr. Gongliang, Mr. Gongjia and others also came over and watched.
Looking carefully, they found that although the clump of spiritual rice still looked green on the surface, in fact, all the vitality inside had been lost, and the body and spirit were withered, gradually showing a yellow and haggard color. However, after a while, this clump of spiritual rice turned out to be
The tips of the leaves have lost their vitality and become dry, as if they were burned by fire.
Mr. Ji frowned. Based on his countless years of experience in dealing with Linggu, he couldn't tell what happened to the Linggu.
It is said that it is a disease, but there is no trace of the disease; it is said that it is an insect infestation, but there is no insect infestation; it is said that there is foreign matter parasitic and corroding the foundation, but it cannot be seen, which is strange.
"Is there a lot of spiritual rice in this situation in the fields?" asked Mr. Ji.
"Not much, just a small piece." Huangren responded honestly.
"Then pull them all out and burn them to prevent them from spreading." Ji Lao commanded like a veteran marching general.
"Here."
The man was about to turn around to pull it out, but he saw another man running over in a panic and said, "It's not good. I don't know what happened to the large rice seedlings in the field. They are almost dead. And they are also dying."
It spreads very quickly."
When Ji Lao heard this, he immediately took off his Qi and flew towards the spiritual rice that the deserter said was about to cry.
Gong Liang quickly jumped into the air with Mr. Gong Jia and others and chased after him.
Lying prone from the air, thousands of acres of rice fields came into view, and not far from where they were standing, there was a piece of withered and yellow spiritual rice spreading in all directions at a very fast speed.
Ji Lao looked at it from above, then immediately walked to the spiritual field, pulled up a spiritual rice plant that was about to wither and started to look at it.
Mr. Gongjia, Mr. Chengyuan and others also pulled up a plant.
Gongliang also pulled up a spiritual rice plant from the side and looked at it carefully.
After looking at it for a while, I found that it was still the same as before. I couldn't see any diseases, pests or parasites. I couldn't help but wrinkle a horizontal line with the word "three" on my forehead. After looking again, I couldn't find the cause of the disease, so I tore the rice seedlings from the middle.
I opened it and checked it carefully, but still couldn't see anything.
"Alas" Ji Lao sighed.
This sound seemed to take away all his physical strength, and his body started to shake, crumbling, as if he was about to fall down at any time.
Gong Liang hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said with concern: "Mr. Ji, are you okay?"
Mr. Ji rubbed his Jingming point, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I'm just ashamed of you! I've been dealing with Lingtian for so many years, but I can't see any disease."
"Why did Mr. Ji say this? There are endless pests and diseases, and who dares to claim to know them all? You don't need to feel guilty at all. According to the inventory in the valley, even if the spiritual field in the valley fails several times, you won't be afraid of not having anything to eat. You don't have to worry."
"Well, it's because the little old man is incompetent after all. It would be great if Mr. Gu Liang was here. If he was still in the Miaodao Immortal Sect, even if he couldn't see the disease, he would be able to eradicate it. We wouldn't have to lose so much spiritual rice?
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"Who is Mr. Gu Liang?"
"Mr. Gu Liang founded the line of spiritual planters and can be regarded as the ancestor of spiritual planters."
"Is he still alive now?"
"I don't know. I haven't heard from him for a long time. He must have become an immortal!"
When Mr. Ji said this, he quickly stopped and turned to the deserter and said: "Quickly pull out those diseased spiritual rice to prevent them from infecting other spiritual rice. Otherwise, this season's spiritual rice in the valley will be completely consumed."
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When the deserted people heard his words, they quickly ran to the fields to pull out the diseased rice seedlings.
However, Gongliang is not optimistic about this. According to what he saw in the sky, the harvest of Linggu should be complete this season.
Because the spiritual rice disease spreads so fast, it is impossible for barren people to pull it out.
Mr. Gongjia and Mr. Chengyuan were still looking at the diseased rice seedlings carefully, intending to help find out the disease. Seeing them like this, Mr. Ji pulled up another rice seedling and checked it. This time, the disease could not be treated with external help, because the spirit outside was
Once a field encounters this disease, there is no other way but to wait for the spiritual rice in the spiritual field to slowly wither.
At first, Mr. Ji and the others visited him a few times when the disease came. They were well aware of the situation, so now they can only rely on themselves.
Gongliang also picked up the rice seedlings and continued to look at them. After careful observation for a while, he found that the rice seedlings were not like other diseases, which only appeared spots, dead leaves, etc., but were caused by the slow loss of vitality in the body. What caused this situation
It is simply that the roots cannot absorb nutrients from the soil, or there is something parasitic in the rice seedlings that sucks away the spiritual energy, otherwise this situation will never happen.
But he took a look and found that there were no two conditions in Lingdao. So what was going on?
The public conscience felt strange, and unconsciously his consciousness sank into the spiritual rice.
In an instant, he seemed to be inside the spiritual rice. Looking around, he saw streams of vitality flowing downward along the filaments like blood vessels and meridians in the spiritual rice.
This is strange. Normally, the roots absorb the vital energy from the earth veins to support the upper part of the plant. When did the vital energy of the upper plant flow to the roots? This is strange.
Gongliang was so surprised that he followed the vitality flowing to the roots.
As I walked, I came to the root, and suddenly I found that all the vitality and spiritual energy were merged into a small black dot like fine sand in the center of the rhizome of the spiritual rice.
What is this?
Gongliang grabbed it casually, only to find that a greedy desire to eat him came from the small black particles.
In fact, Xiao Hei Li did the same thing, with a devouring power coming from it, constantly devouring his spiritual consciousness as he entered Lingdao.
Gongliang hurriedly threw the little black grain out, his consciousness returned to his body, and he frowned as he looked at the spiritual rice in his hand. According to what he just saw, the rice seedling should have been damaged by insects, because the little black grain deliberately wanted to devour his rice.
Divine consciousness, although this idea is very weak, it is at least a symbol of life.
Once you find the source, things will be easier to handle.
Gong Liang looked intently at the roots of the spiritual rice. After searching for a while, he found the insignificant pest that was smaller than a grain of sand and wanted to devour his spiritual consciousness.
He took out a jade spoon as white as jade and picked up the insects to show Mr. Gongjia and others.
They didn't expect that the thing that destroyed the harvest of the Miaodao Immortal Sect's spiritual field turned out to be an extremely small insect.
But after watching it for a while, everyone frowned, because this thing was too small and it was not easy to deal with. Ji Lao used his accustomed insecticide to kill the insects, but found that there was nothing he could do.
If you can't even get rid of the pests, you'll be in trouble.
Because poison cannot be sprayed as it will damage the spiritual rice, so the magic method is generally used to eliminate insects. But it is difficult to control the magic method to kill the insects at such a small scale without destroying the spiritual rice.
Mr. Gongjia and Mr. Chengyuan also tried to use their own methods to get rid of the pests, but unfortunately they were unable to do anything.
Gongliang also tried it, but it didn't work, because he couldn't control his power to such a fine level without harming the plants. Even Yanhuo couldn't do anything, because this thing didn't seem to be afraid of fire and could actually devour it.