Zhang Di was in this spiritual field, his eyes swept around, and he saw that these were all first-class tabula rasa spirit valleys, but for some reason they were all wilted, and the branches and leaves were yellow, as if they had some kind of disease.

He didn't panic at all, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and when he looked around carefully, he couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It turned out that the Linggu of this Lingtian was infested, and I saw that the white nematodes with long fingers and thin hairs were burrowing into the rhizomes of each Linggu, stretching out two sharp mouthparts to bite the roots, and sucking the nutrients wantonly, because the nutrients were eaten by this white nematode, they naturally could not be transported to other parts of the Linggu.

These white nematodes are the most common insect pests, and they are much simpler than the shadowless insects that Zhang Di killed before, but for Lingnong novices, it is still a big challenge to kill these white nematodes without damaging Linggu.

It is roughly divided into three means: upper, middle and lower -

The inferior means is conservative deworming, sowing some pesticides, relying on the pesticides to penetrate into the rhizomes of Linggu to kill pests. However, due to the resistance of white nematodes, the configuration and dosage of the agent and the way of spreading are quite complicated, which is not something that ordinary novice Lingnong can master.

The medium-grade method is slightly more radical, using a special spirit tool knife to break the rhizome of Linggu, and then catch the white nematodes one by one, and then carefully bridge the rhizome, and then use some fertilizer to warm and strengthen the rhizome to Linggu to heal.

This method works quickly, but it is more difficult to operate, if there is no certain method of refining the body, it is easy to damage the rhizome of Linggu under the knife, so it is only suitable for high-level refiners.

The last high-grade means are more complex and efficient, which is to use spells to repel insects and kill insects, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have some targeted means, it all depends on which Lingnong is suitable for use.

But this method is more demanding, and if the monk naturally has mana as a backing. It is not a big problem to drive, and if it is a body refiner, it needs to be used in conjunction with the spirit control bracelet, which is quite difficult to drive, and it is not necessary for high-level spirit farmers.

Zhang Di pondered for a moment, he already had a plan, and these three methods were not difficult for him. However, in order to cover up his strength, the most powerful Ruijin Jue insect exterminator is not used, he still plans to use some means a little, which is in line with his identity as a fifth-level refining body.

After making up his mind, he reached into the storage bag, grabbed a handful of fiery red powder, and sprinkled it towards the spirit valley in the spirit field, and suddenly a faint fire red mist filled the spirit field, enveloping every spirit valley.

Jin Zhifeng, who was opposite, witnessed this scene. He snorted in his nostrils, his face showed disdain, and he muttered: "It's just an inferior insect repellent method, how powerful should I be?"

Immediately, he put his mind at ease, and planned to show his hand to let the kid on the other side take a good look, so he stood in the spirit field, holding a three-foot spirit sword in his hand, and infused mana with the sword method of Lingxiao Sect. I saw a ripple white sword light fluttering on the spirit sword, although it was only a thin layer. But it made him look extraordinary.

"Go!" Suddenly, he shouted, and with a finger of the spirit sword, a slender sword as thick as chopsticks shot out, hitting a spirit valley.

With a snap, Linggu trembled, but the epidermis was a little damaged. A puff of green smoke escaped from the breach, but the white nematodes inside had been burned to ashes by the sword.

I saw Jin Zhifeng open his mouth and spray, and a stream of mana turned into white gas to envelop the spirit valley and nourish its injuries, just in the blink of an eye. The Linggu, which had been dim and dim, stood up again, and its body flashed with a bright crystal light, looking extremely energetic.

...... At this time, above the tens of thousands of feet of clouds, a group of Jindan monks surrounded the ancestor of Zhou Xingxing, who was in the infancy of the Yuan, and was paying attention to the battle between Zhang Di and Jin Zhifeng with great interest.

Seeing Jin Zhifeng show such a hand, Yin Ao of the Ling Xiao Sect smiled proudly: "It's still our Ling Xiao Sect's sword and light skills are powerful! Just kill a pest with a single shot! This Jin Zhifeng is good, I think he will win!"

Situ Jin of the Demon Demon Sect has always been at odds with him, and sneered at each other: "Oh, Brother Yin has taken a look, right? Obviously, the nameless boy on the other side is confident, I think he has a good chance of repelling insects with medicinal agents!"

"You ......" Yin Ao glared, "Medicinal insect repellent is a low-grade method, how can it be compared to our Lingxiao Sect's sword method!"

The surrounding Jindan monks all nodded slightly, obviously not thinking that Zhang Di's potion insect repellent could be better than Ling Xiao Sect's sword technique.

Qingyue Sect's Lantai Qingyun didn't say a word, a pair of wonderful eyes fell on Zhang Di in disguise, looking at his unhurried appearance of spreading the potion, he was surprised in his heart: "Strange, why does this strange boy act to give me a sense of déjà vu?"

After thinking about it, the corners of his mouth smiled, and a name came to mind: "It turned out to be him?"

Zhang Di's disguise technique is still too low, and it is impossible to hide the powerful divine thoughts of Brother Jindan, but because he is in the immeasurable immortal tower, separated by several layers of prohibitions, the monks of Jindan are overlooking the clouds tens of thousands of feet high, and they will not forcibly scan with their divine thoughts, so a group of Jindan monks did not see through Zhang Di's disguise technique.

At this time, Lantai Qingyun saw Zhang Di's true identity, his mind moved, his eyes wandered, and he soon locked on Jin Ruolin, who was several miles away and disguised as Zhang Di, couldn't help but flash a trace of excitement in his eyes: "It's interesting, this real and fake Zhang Di is participating in the competition at the same time, it seems that they are going to join forces to fight against the Jin family!"

Glancing at the triumphant Yin Ao, the smile on the corner of her mouth became even stronger, knowing that in this Linggu rematch, there must be a good show......

Jin Zhifeng below saw that his sword had successfully killed the white nematode, nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Zhang Di opposite, and saw that Zhang Di also cast a slightly surprised gaze, which made him even more proud, and said in his heart: "The stinky boy who came out of nowhere dares to argue with our Jin family of Lingxiao Sect, it's really boring!"

"Is this the Lingxiao Sect's signature spell, Sword Mang?" Zhang Di on the other side asked in surprise.

Jin Zhifeng nodded, and said proudly: "Yes, stinky boy, you still have a bit of eyes, this is indeed the most powerful spell of our Lingxiao Sect - Sword Mang!"

Zhang Di shook his head: "I heard that the real sword mang is the thickness of a sea bowl, several zhang long, you only have the thickness of chopsticks, can you call it a sword?

These words were transmitted by the spell crystal to the valley outside, and Zhang Di's words echoed in the vast space: "Your words are not thick and thin, they are really not enough to see, not enough to see, not enough to see......

With a bang, hundreds of thousands of viewers in the audience suddenly laughed, tears flowed out one by one, and they patted their chests.

It is normal for people to want to see things that challenge authority, and Zhang Di, an ordinary boy, dared to tease the dignified people of the Lingxiao Sect, which naturally made everyone addicted.

The Jindan monks in the clouds also leaned back and laughed, and the old naughty Zhou Xingxing Ancestor looked up and laughed, and said: "Haha, haha, good boy, what an appetite for me!"

The laughter of everyone made Yin Ao of the Ling Xiao Sect turn pale, and he scolded in his heart: "Bastard! Where did this stinky boy come out of here, and he dared to slander our Ling Xiao Sect's sword like this." "I was thinking about how to order the Jin family afterwards to quietly kill this bastard boy to vent his anger.

Yutai Qingyun quietly paid attention to Yin Ao's expression, his eyes flickered at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking. )