Seeing this scene, the senior brothers present looked at Han Li's eyes with a hint of sympathy, they shook their heads, and gradually dispersed, everyone's face was full of worry.

Shi Yue frowned, walked quickly into the spirit field, and squatted down in front of a withered spirit valley.

He picked up the withered Spirit Valley, put it between his nose and sniffed it a few times.

A fishy smell penetrated Shi Yue's nose, which made him frown.

He had been cultivating the Spirit Valley for seven or eight years, but he had never smelled this smell, he thought about it for a while, grabbed a handful of soil, pinched it and shattered it, and the spiritual energy in it was pitiful.

"This strange disease can even destroy the spiritual field?" Shi Yue's face sank, and his heart was shocked, his residence was not far from here, if the spiritual valley he planted was also infected with this strange disease, it would be all over.

Thinking of this, Shi Yue stood up quickly, glanced at Han Li with some sympathy, and turned to leave.

Shi Yue returned to his small courtyard and carefully inspected the Linggu he had planted, of course, after going around the Lingtian, his face suddenly sank.

The color of the leaves of a Linggu plant was a little dull, and a faint touch of black appeared.

If he remembered correctly, when he left just now, the leaves were still normal green, but now that he had just left for a while, the color of the leaves had dimmed, and if it had taken a little longer, wouldn't the whole elixir have to wither?

He remembered what Han Li said before, after a spirit valley fell ill, the spirit valleys in the entire spirit field fell ill, and finally withered and fell down one by one.

This was definitely not what Shi Yue wanted to see, he thought about it, and it was better to remove this sick Linggu.

Shi Yue circled around the Lingtian a few times, and never found anything abnormal, but his hanging heart still couldn't be put down, Han Li said, even if he immediately removed this sick spirit valley, the other spirit valleys still fell in pieces.

Shi Yue's eyes rolled, he turned around and left the small courtyard, and returned to Uncle Zhou's cave mansion.

He spent an hour, circled around the three acres of water moon flowers a few times, carefully checked the growth of each water moon flower, did not look at it and did not know, but was startled when he saw it, Shi Yue was surprised to find that the petal color of four or five water moon flowers was a little dull and looked a little black.

"Could it be that Shui Yuehua is also infected with this strange disease?" Shi Yue was shocked and frowned.

These three acres of water moon flowers are all fifty years old, let alone three acres, even if a water moon flower has withered, it is not something he can afford now, you know, no matter what elixir, once it has been on for decades, it is not a dozen spirit stones that can be taken.

According to Shi Yue's estimate, a fifty-year-old water moon flower needs at least twenty-five spirit stones.

Twenty-five spirit stones for a water moon flower, three acres of water moon flowers, how many spirit stones are it worth?

As soon as he thought of this, Shi Yue had a headache.

He hurriedly walked into the basement, picked up the books on the wooden shelf and checked them, hoping to find a way to save them.

Two hours passed, Shi Yue's eyes lit up, and he saw a written record in an ancient book: Melanism, an extremely serious disease, symptoms, leaves or petals blackened, and then from top to bottom, they all turned black, exuding a fishy smell, there is no medicine to treat, and the elixir can only be harvested in advance to minimize losses.

Shi Yue closed the book and frowned.

"There is no cure?Harvest in advance?" Shi Yue smiled bitterly, his face full of sadness.

If he didn't harvest it, he would probably die out of this water moonflower, but if he harvested it early, when Uncle Zhou came back, he couldn't afford Uncle Zhou's anger.

Just as Shi Yue was thinking about what to do, a familiar voice came from outside the door:

"Nephew Shi, are you there? Come out quickly, I have something urgent to find you. ”

"Senior Uncle Murong, at this time, what is Senior Uncle Murong coming to find him for?" Shi Yue frowned when he heard this.

After thinking about it, Shi Yue walked out of the basement quickly and opened the courtyard door.

"Senior Nephew Shi, you are free today! Come with me, something happened to my Lingtian. As soon as Murong Xiaoxiao saw Shi Yue, she couldn't wait to speak, looking a little flustered.

"What's wrong?" Shi Yue had a bad premonition in his heart when he heard this.

"Besides on the way, you come with me quickly, if it's a little later, I'm afraid that all the elixirs in my spiritual field will be finished." Murong Xiaoxiao said anxiously.

Shi Yue nodded, released the leaf magic weapon, and flew towards her residence with Murong Xiaoxiao.

"That's the case, since a few days ago, the leaves and petals of the elixir in the spiritual field have turned black, I immediately removed these blackened elixirs, who knows that after the spiritual field, most of the elixirs in the spiritual field have turned black, exuding a fishy smell, I have seen it preliminarily, it doesn't seem to be a pest, I don't know much about planting, I hope you will take a good look at the nephew Shi, what is the problem. Murong Xiaoxiao walked side by side with Shi Yue and said word by word.

When Shi Yue heard this, his face sank, and sure enough, Uncle Murong's Lingtian also had this strange disease, and listening to his words, the situation was very serious.

It didn't take long for Shi Yue and Murong Xiaoxiao to come to her residence.

Most of the elixirs in the spiritual field had withered, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

Shi Yue frowned, walked forward quickly, grabbed a handful of soil, put it between his nose and sniffed it lightly.

A familiar and pungent smell rushed straight to his head, which made Shi Yue's heart sink suddenly.

Before he came, he still had a trace of fantasy, but now that he saw the scene in front of him with his own eyes, and smelled the familiar and pungent smell, he understood everything.

Uncle Murong's elixir was indeed melanosis, and the situation was much more serious than Han Li's.

"Senior Nephew Shi, how is it? Is there any help?" Seeing this, Murong Xiaoxiao's heart tightened, and he asked.

Hearing this, Shi Yue was about to reply truthfully, and at this moment, Xiaoyaozi's voice suddenly sounded:

"Boy, I have a way to cure these elixirs, do you want me to help?"

"Yes, of course. Hearing this, Shi Yue said subconsciously.

"Senior Nephew Shi, what do you want?" Murong Xiaoxiao blinked curiously when she heard this.

Shi Yue shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I suddenly thought that this disease seems to be recorded in a certain classic, but I didn't bring it with me, Senior Uncle Murong, you see?"

"Go and get back, don't keep me waiting too long. Murong Xiaoxiao frowned and urged.

"The disciple obeyed. Shi Yue nodded, and the imperial weapon left.

"Senior Xiaoyaozi, do you really have a way to cure the elixir Linggu who has melanosis?" As soon as he returned to Uncle Zhou's cave mansion, Shi Yue couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course, the old man has never seen any winds and waves, and the melanism is not in his eyes, but after helping you this time, there is only one last time, you have to think about it. Xiaoyaozi's voice was flat.

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