I became a spiritual husband and was forced to farm

Chapter 22 Pesticide

When everyone heard that the situation was so serious, they all felt anxious as if they had stepped on the tail.

"Mr. Qu, you can't just ignore us! You basically watched us grow up. Can you bear the thought of being deceived and dying unexpectedly after we left the sect?"

"Wuwu, I'm only twenty years old. We can't go to the mortal world at all. The outside world is so dangerous. When we go out, we will be like a sheep in a tiger's mouth, and there will be no way to struggle. Wuwuwu!"

The man who checked for insects in his field burst into tears and surrounded Mr. Qu, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"You have always been in charge of us growing spiritual rice. Now that there are bugs growing on the spiritual rice, you are also responsible. Where did the bugs come from? There is no way they can grow out of thin air for no reason!"

"Yes, it's not our responsibility. Not only that, but it's not our responsibility that we didn't turn in enough tasks this year!"

Mr. Qu was also helpless. There was no way to deal with these bugs in the records of Lingzhi Valley, and it was too late to research now.

"I will report it to the people above first and see what they say. If these bugs spread throughout the Spiritual Plant Valley and harm other spiritual plants, the consequences will only be more serious."

Mr. Qu said seriously, obviously not in a good mood. He had his own personal difficulties, but he didn't owe everyone anything. Helping was a matter of friendship, and you couldn't blame him if you didn't help.

Fu Yao had just figured out how to kill these bugs. When he turned around, he saw many people criticizing Mr. Qu and asking him to give an explanation.

No, we can't let the situation spread. If the big boss is alerted, I'm afraid they will find me as the culprit in a matter of minutes.

Fu Yao shouted immediately.

"Mr. Qu, Mr. Qu, I just figured out how to kill these bugs!"

The first time, I was drowned in the cries of everyone.

"I know how to kill this bug!"

Fu Yao raised the volume and mixed it with spiritual energy. The effect was doubled, just like a loudspeaker, blasting directly in everyone's ears.

"You really know!"

Qu Lao was like a ghost, grabbing Fu Yao's arm in the blink of an eye, speaking urgently, and looking at her nervously.

Fu Yao's hand was sore from being caught, but he also knew that Mr. Qu was like a powder keg now. If he deceived him, his end would be miserable!

He nodded subconsciously.

After receiving his affirmative answer, Qu Lao breathed a sigh of relief. This was not only related to these spiritual planters in the Qi refining period, but also related to his own future.

"How to do it?"

Mr. Qu is in a hurry. If he delays for a little longer, some of these spiritual rice will be damaged.

As they said, these spiritual husbands basically grew up by themselves, and it was impossible to just watch them die.

However, he is now unable to save himself. Everyone is crying to him, so who will save him?

"Strangle with spiritual consciousness!" The method is very simple, but it can't be done!
A person's spiritual consciousness is limited, especially during the period of Qi training, when the spiritual consciousness is not yet stable. If it is overused, the sea of ​​consciousness will be damaged at the least, and it will be difficult to improve the cultivation level. At worst, he will become a fool or die directly.

Mr. Qu, who had been looking forward to it, could not help but be disappointed. His face returned to seriousness, and his eyes were full of worry. He wanted to report it to Shangfeng immediately and prayed that he would not be held accountable too much.

"Isn't this method good? I just tried it, and the spiritual rice is still slightly mutated!"

Fu Yao saw Qu's face change and his voice timid, but she still couldn't help but explain.

Mr. Qu sighed. This method is natural. He had tried several methods when he just checked himself, but none of them were ideal.

"Yes, but doing so consumes too much spiritual consciousness. You can only kill insects on one rice stalk at a time. Have you calculated how much spiritual rice there is in an acre of land?
Even those who have reached the peak of Qi training can only use the spiritual consciousness data hundreds of times to reach the limit. The spiritual consciousness cannot be recovered in three to five days, which is a drop in the bucket for tens of thousands of acres of spiritual rice.

The most important thing is that time is tight and there is no time left for us at all. "

Mr. Qu was also very sad and angry. Didn't he want to solve this crisis on his own?
"What about you? How many people can you kill at the Golden Core Stage like you?"

Fu Yao reflexively asked. It is true that the spiritual rice mutated just now, which is likely to improve the quality of the spiritual rice. If the worm has this effect, won't the introduction of earthworms and bees turn around?
Mr. Qu was very anxious. Facing Fu Yao's constant questioning, he felt very irritated. If he hadn't been concerned about the friendship between the two, he might have walked away.

"My spiritual consciousness can kill about three acres at a time, and I can basically clear a hundred acres in a day. But I can't do it alone. Ten thousand acres is just a drop in the bucket."

"Mr. Qu, I see that after the insect was killed by the spiritual consciousness, the rice mutated. If the spiritual rice is saved this time, everyone can compete for more money according to this model in the future!"

Fu Yao heard Mr. Qu's impatience and anxiety and directly showed his trump card to attract his attention.

"The Golden Core stage is so powerful, not to mention that you have just entered the Golden Core stage. Let's go to the task hall to release the task. I will pay you first. This way, everyone will rush to get a safe and high-reward task. Maybe it can be completed today."

"Come on, do you know how much it costs to ask Jin Dan for a hand? It's quite loud. Even if you can afford the money, you have to consider whether other spiritual planters can afford to pay it back?"

This is a very real problem, because no matter how much spiritual rice there is, it is not very valuable, and it is impossible to afford a Jindan Taoist. If Fu Yao did this, wouldn't he be obviously taken advantage of?
Fu Yao said sarcastically, didn't this blurt out out of desperation?

But she was unwilling to give up the opportunity she had finally encountered and just let it go.

"Then when you report it to your boss, ask him for help. Solving problems for everyone is also within the scope of his responsibilities. Just a side note, the power of the Nascent Soul stage will definitely be able to solve thousands of acres at a time. If Lingzhi Valley is invited If the boss comes out of the mountain, I'm afraid that with the wave of his hand, all these insects will be wiped out."

Fu Yao smiled and slandered, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

Qu Lao noticed it, his eyes widened and his expression became solemn.

"What are you trying to do again? Can you please calm down for a moment? We're in such a hurry right now and I don't have time to waste with you."

After saying that, Mr. Qu was ready to let go of Fu Yao's hand and prepare to teach others. A child will not be obedient if it is not beaten, just like a small tree will not grow straight if it is not cultivated.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I said, I said, aren't you thinking that I can take this opportunity to bring in my earthworms?"

Fu Yao was running ahead, mumbling, but who is he?
Jindan Taoist, even Fu Yao's words can only be heard in one breath.

"Okay! I said you discovered a way to kill insects today and a spiritual stone. You haven't given up on your earthworms yet. Let's see how I fix you today."

(End of this chapter)