The material treasure in Ding Xing's hand can't afford to buy the insect incense.

He was ready to refine it himself.

When Meng Changjun saw him approaching, he first slapped his hand in front of his nose and complained: "You've been drunk all day long, are you going to be a drunkard?"

She is a girl and a man, and she prides herself on being free and easy, and she is in contact with Ding Xing every day, and she rarely has a woman's twisted state, and today she suddenly made a coquettish look, which is slightly unnatural.

Ding Xing has the best relationship with her in the village, and she has helped her a lot, and she is older, Ding Xing has always treated each other as a sister, and will never make any frivolous acts in words and deeds, even if he occasionally sees her little problems, he will not ridicule her.

He replied with a clear eye: "The monks in our village are all in the company of wine, even if they are not drunkards, they are all wine people, and they are in the wine forest, isn't it normal to drink, there is wine today and drunk today, which is in line with our identity." ”

Words are reasonable, and actions are reasonable.

Meng Changjun immediately retorted: "You are talking about ordinary people! Monks are in the company of wine, only for cultivation, not for fun!"

Ding Xing smiled and didn't argue with her: "What kind of spiritual thing is the insect incense made of?"

Ding Xing can now communicate with her at eye level, and he still looked up two years ago.

In terms of height alone, she stands out among women.

As Ding Xing grew up more and more, not only his voice was changing, but his head was also jumping, and now his figure has become majestic, but standing with her, he still can't see her petiteness.

Meng Changjun also learned more about the immortal cultivation world than Ding Xing.

She introduced: "There are five or six kinds of raw materials needed to refine the incense of the worm, the most important is the resin of the white oak tree, which can only be found in the land of extreme yin, it is too rare and expensive, and the value of the incense has also risen!"

Ding Xing hurriedly asked, "Can't you use other resins instead?"

Meng Changjun shook his head: "If it can be replaced, the price of the insect incense will have dropped a long time ago, and it will not remain high!"

When she saw Ding Xing consulting about this matter, she clearly wanted to refine it herself, so she advised: "Lingxiang is more difficult to form than magic weapons, you'd better not buy scattered raw materials to refine by yourself, it will make you vomit blood, after all, you are not good at refining incense!"

Your best bet is to go out and look for the White Misty Oak Tree, as long as you can find it and collect the White Misty Fat, you won't have to worry about the Misty Worm Incense in the future! The egg-sized amount of Misty White Misty Resin is enough for you to recruit incense refiners and refine a hundred and ten incense sticks!"

The key is where to look.

Ding Xing was puzzled: "Things are vaguely expensive, white fat is so valuable, there must be a lot of monks who are looking for it all year round, and the underworld in the territory of Wei Guo is estimated to have been searched, I have the heart to find it, I'm afraid it's a waste of time." ”

As the two of them said this, several middle-aged monks walked out of the berry field next to them.

Everyone was not far away, and they interjected: "It's not just a waste of time, white mist resin can help ghosts and demons improve their cultivation, there are big ghosts guarding any white misty tree, even if you find the tree, it is difficult to collect fat, the danger is greater than the sky, with Xiaoding's cultivation, you will die, you must not be impulsive!"

These people are all servants of the berry orchard, and they are not used to seeing Ding Xing monopolize forty acres of orchards, but they don't know how to cherish it, and they are drunk and lazy all day long, and the key is that they are never hired to do things.

This caused them to have a bad impression of Ding Xing, so they used words to squeeze Ding Xing.

"To tell you the truth, Xiao Ding, the probability of your successful fat collection is even lower than that of your Xuan Fetus!"

"Instead of going to fat picking, Xiao Ding, you should go to the old man Xie in Liyuan to learn how to make wine, he vowed to make a new wine that specializes in killing insects, you can beg him to take you as an apprentice! I think the chance of you making new wine is higher than your fat picking!"

"You shrewds, clean up bad ideas! Xiao Ding, you, you'd better put away your flowers, if there is a misty insect fragrance, you can use it, if there is no incense, you can kill the insects yourself, this is the right way! If you really don't want to work hard, and there are neighbors, they are willing to help you!"

Listening to their ridicule, Ding Xing always ignored them, and he was not annoyed at all.

Meng Changjun originally wanted to fight back a few words for Ding Xing, but when she saw that Ding Xing didn't mind, she didn't come out.

After they finished talking, Ding Xing casually asked, "There are still monks in the village who are studying insecticidal wine?"

Yu Tai was also in the crowd, he hadn't spoken just now, and when he heard Ding Xing's question, he continued: "That was a few years ago, and you didn't come to the village at that time!"

Ding Xing paid special attention to the insecticidal wine, so he asked: "Please also tell Uncle Yu in detail." ”

Everyone had just lit the insect incense, and at this time they were all chatting and waiting, anyway, there was nothing left and right, Yu Tai started from the beginning: "Since Xiaoding wants to hear it, Uncle will tell you about it, that Xie Zhongkang's lychee garden has planted a kind of yin spiritual fruit white lychee, the color of the fruit is almost the same as the white fan resin, and the effect is similar, he thinks that the white fan resin can refine the insect fragrance, and the white you lychee will definitely be able to refine the fan wine, so he set a big ambition to make a new wine for the benefit of the monks of the whole village!"

Hey, what is it, he is not qualified enough, he has no ambitions, no talent, he joined the village at the age of twenty, began to study the wine recipe, and after thirty years of hard work, he begged a few seniors in the Xuantian period to let him use the spirit cellar for free trial, and the result was tried for thirty years, Xiao Ding, guess what? The spirit wine he created did not have any medicinal effect, and countless wine materials were wasted in vain!"

There are insect plagues in the world, and there are also insect plagues in the immortal cultivation world.

Especially in medicine houses, wineries, and tea houses, these boundaries are the core areas of the insect swarm scourge, and in order to repel insects, the monks of the village have to spend a large number of spirit stones every year to purchase insect incense.

Insect incense is the most lethal and lowest-cost treasure known to kill insect swarms.

The use of magic circles can also kill insects, and the consumption is too large.

The use of poison arrays can also kill insects, but it will also damage the spiritual field.

It is also a good way to control insect swarms with insect swarms, but the cost of raising insects is actually greater than arranging a magic circle, and not every immortal village has the strength to raise them.

For generations, Sonoda monks have been studying how to exterminate insects, but after research, they have not found a more cost-effective treasure than the incense of insects.

But even so, it did not stop the monks from studying.

Xie Zhongkang, the refiner of Jinlu Xianzhuang, was such a pioneer who dared to delve into it, and although his adventurous behavior ended in failure, it was not because he lacked intelligence.

The key is that he can't control the use of the Spirit Cellar, and at the same time, he doesn't have enough longevity to support him to dabble in this method for a long time.

"It's a jiazi in a flash!" Yu Tai finished telling Xie Zhongkang's story and sighed slightly:

He spent all his life on winemaking, but he did not achieve anything in the slightest, and finally ended up being spurned by everyone! But he did not give up, and sold his winemaking recipe in the market all day long, hoping that the villagers would inherit his ambition and study and perfect his wine, but he was going to die, and who would want his recipe. ”

Ding Xing has repeatedly gone to the winery market, but he has never seen this Xie Zhongkang senior, is he disheartened?

"When did he call the seller in the bazaar?"

(This is the third update of the day.) )