Not long after Ding woke up and returned to the village, it rained heavily.

This rain was the weather that the Zhuang people had been waiting for for a long time, and it washed away the haze of locust plague that had accumulated in their hearts for several days.

But all those who run the garden are most afraid of locusts crossing the border, and the same is true of the immortal cultivation world.

A few days ago, locusts appeared in the garden of Château de la Château, causing panic among the people, and the villagers were rumoring that a large-scale locust plague was about to break out.

The locust plague made the villagers feel like a man's back, and they were worried all day long.

Just when everyone was anxious, a torrential rain suddenly fell.

It's a happy event.

Locusts are afraid of water, and they do not haunt during the rainy season.

If this heavy rain lasts for a few days, the army of locust swarms that are brewing in an unknown region may be nipped in the bud.

All the villagers are waiting.

Ding Xing is no exception.

He also hoped that it would rain every day, so that the locusts would never come back to Château de la Chindew.

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

He inadvertently refined the 'Worm Tears', and if he went to Jiuzhuang Gathering casually, he could exchange it for the material treasures he needed, and he could now brew a steady stream of 'mutton fat syrup' for improving his cultivation.

The more his cultivation strengthened, the more confident he became, and he was even sure that in the future, he would be able to advance to the sixth Xuantian stage monk of Jinlu Winery, and when the time came, he would be able to bring Bozu Ding Chenzhi back from Binghua Mountain.

But all of this requires a tranquil environment.

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

Unfortunately, it backfired, and he couldn't be at ease.

Only one day later, the rain had passed.

Since then, there has not been a single rain for months.

When the time entered September, the harvest of Golden Dew Winery entered the end period, and the spiritual fruits in all the gardens had basically been picked.

Ding Xing's Huofeng oranges were also all picked, and he shared the harvest with Yu Tai as agreed, and the surplus was much less than last year, but it was not empty.

This year is a special year, from March to the present, there are insect swarms from time to time, and the small-scale insect plague has not been broken, but the villagers have all survived, and everyone's harvest is okay, and the loss is not big.

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

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

Today, more and more villagers are beginning to believe that there is a force outside the village that is trying to lure or drive the locust swarms to the village.

Because the Golden Dew Cellar is going to open in October, if the outside of the village is really poisonous and the trump card wine 'Golden Dew Liquid' in the village, then their best way is to use the locust swarm to create an opportunity for them to steal wine.

No one dared to take it lightly, and everyone thought that the locust plague would break out at any time.

Therefore, after the harvest is over, the villagers are still idle, and every household is preparing treasures related to the extermination of locusts, which in turn promotes the business of the winery market, which is really more and more popular day by day.

Ding Xing returned from Jiuzhuang last month with a stockpile of insecticidal incense, which he didn't need to equip with any more, but he had to stay in the orange orchard until the locusts crossed the border.

He heard from many old villagers who had experienced the locust plague that the locusts were all over the world, even covering the sky and the sun, and if they delayed a little time, they did not drive the treasure of extermination, and the fruit trees would be devoured.

Even though Ding Xing recruited Yu Tai, he still didn't dare to be careless.

It is important to know that the various spirit trees in the winery are generally above Jiazi, and the private fields under the names of those predecessors in the Xuantian period are all more than two hundred years old, and the spiritual fruits produced by these old trees are more effective.

In the event that the locust swarm did come, the villagers did not keep the fruit trees of each family, and the price was extremely heavy.

It will take decades to re-cultivate the saplings, which means that within a few decades, the villagers of the whole village will lose the harvest of spiritual fruits, and if there is no harvest, how to pay tribute to the Shangzong? How to assist in cultivation? And how to cultivate family talents?

This is a catastrophe that greatly damaged the vitality and the decline of the family.

Half a nail may not recover.

For Ding to wake up, this is also a disaster.

Although he has an orange leaf treasure that can quickly refine wine, if there is no spirit fruit, he will still be blind.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

Once he loses the Spirit Fruit Trading Market, Ding Xing will not be able to refine any kind of Spirit Wine.

"Uncle Yu, the locust plague was so fast when it came, how could Zhuang Shang warn us?"

Ding Xing stayed in the garden with Yu Tai every day, and inevitably asked about the specific details of the locust plague.

"Then it must ring the 'Flying Locust Alarm Bell', this kind of magic bell is specially made by Shangzong to go to the coastal land to find whale treasures, and refine them for each village, once it is struck, everyone in the village can hear it! You can rest assured, the village will not let you miss the preparation time!"

The whale demon in the sea is the most proficient creature known in the immortal cultivation world, and the warning treasures of the major sects or immortal villages are often refined using the material treasures on the whale demon.

The Flying Locust Clock is one such whale treasure.

Ding Xing asked again: "Then what methods will Zhuang Shang use to resist the insect swarm? You can't let the Zhuang people deal with the locusts, right?"

Yu Tai smiled: "When the time comes, the magic circle of protecting the village will definitely be opened! But how many magic circles are arranged in the winery, and what type of magic circle is there?" Only those seniors of the Xuantian period and their descendants know!"

The Dharma Circle of the Guardian Village is related to the safety of Jinlu Winery, and he is not a core disciple, so he is not qualified to know the details, and even the ordinary villagers do not know where the location of the formation is.

While chatting, Yu Tai suddenly pointed to the sky: "The disciples of the Shangzong sect are naturally clear!"

Last month, locust demons appeared in the village one after another, and more than one, according to past experience, the probability of locust outbreak is as high as seventy or eighty percent, and those few seniors in the Xuanfei stage of retreat in the Golden Dew Cellar then went out of the customs and began to organize defense.

Although the golden dew liquid is expensive, it is far less than the fruit tree, because the fruit tree is the foundation of the family, and as long as the foundation is still there, the golden dew liquid will be there sooner or later.

Not only that, Zhuang Shang also made a statement to Shangzong and asked for support.

Shangzong also attached great importance to this kind of insect plague, and assigned five disciples in the Xuantian period, four of whom were seated at the gates of each village, and one of them was free to inspect, and after the locust plague broke out, which garden was seriously affected, the patrol would go to where to support.

Of course, the support is also encircled in a fixed area, and this inspector is only responsible for protecting the core of the farm, and the core must not be lost.

Like the orange orchard of Ding Xing's family, even if it is gnawed by locusts, the disciples of the Shangzong will not take care of it.

Ding Xing looked in the direction of Yu Tai's finger, and saw more than ten flying swords flying in the air, and there was a monk standing on each sword, they overlooked the garden, pointing, as if they were discussing some defensive strategy, so the speed of the sword was very slow.

The leaders are a man and a woman, and the male cultivator is the owner of the village, Wu Zunrong.

The female cultivator was a white-haired old woman, with her back slightly arched, looking seriously aged and weak, but Wu Zunrong was polite to her, and she had to arch her hand every time she said a word.

The master of the Great Village is delicate and expensive, and it is obvious that he is a disciple of the Shangzong Sect for him to respect a monk so much, and it is the kind of supernatural power that is very powerful.

"Uncle Yu, what is the origin of that Shangzong master?"

"She is nicknamed Granny Divine Needle, and she has refined a natal magic cylinder, which can summon like a rain of needles, and has the power of ten thousand insects!"

Ding Xing thought to himself, this is a professional insecticide.

He was sighing when a dull bell rang in his ears.

"It's finally here!"

Ding Xing blurted out a voice similar to that of all Zhuang people.