Chapter 19 Communicating with the Spirit Rice

After making the initial arrangements, he prepared to go to the location of Lingtian early the next morning.

Just then, his keen hearing allowed him to hear a sobbing sound coming from afar.

This is the spiritual vein of the Xu family, separated from the outside world by an array, so ordinary sounds simply cannot get in.

Curious, he hurriedly followed the sound. Before he even got close, he saw a group of ordinary people dressed in mourning clothes carrying several coffins down the mountain.

The cries echoed in all directions from the crowd. He counted nine coffins, which must be those of the nine people who were bitten to death yesterday.

Seventh Sister Xu Yuanmiao stood on a high place, looking down at the crowd. Her ears twitched, and when she turned her head, she saw Xu Yuanlang approaching.

"Yuen Long, am I disturbing you?"

She brushed her black hair aside, her eyes glistening with tears as she asked.

"They are all from the same family, sharing the same bloodline. Besides, they sacrificed themselves to help the family this time."

"It's only right and proper that we send it, and besides, isn't that what Seventh Sister thinks too?"

"Pfft!"

Seventh Sister suddenly burst into laughter, pressing her left hand against her stomach. She laughed so hard she couldn't straighten her upper body. He looked at his Seventh Sister with some confusion.

"You're so silly!"

"Silly and foolish?"

He never expected his seventh sister to evaluate him in this way.

"yes!"

She curled her fingers and wiped the tears of laughter from her face with the back of her hand, then waited until she had laughed enough before speaking again.

"Young brother, not many people in the family regard them as family members. In the eyes of most cultivators in the family, they are livestock, dust, and flying catkins, whose only purpose is to reproduce offspring with spiritual roots."

If it weren't for the fact that they still had a certain probability of giving birth to children with spiritual roots, they would probably have been abandoned by their families long ago.

Too many in the family see themselves as gods among mortals, gods and humans, noble and lowly. Of course, many more feel that the chosen ones and ordinary people cannot be confided in each other.

Cold sweat trickled down Xu Yuanlang's forehead. He recalled that at the Sanxing Gengjin Mine, hundreds and thousands of mortals had died because of the earth dragon's reversal.

After the incident, no one cared, as if their deaths were insignificant.

The nine people who died this time because of the Golden Beetle were just ordinary people, and Xu Zhentian simply said that it was not important.

What shocked him even more was that he seemed to have never paid attention to the fact that he was a cultivator who came from a mortal village!

"Never forget!"

He bowed to the coffins of the nine people. Seventh Sister was stunned for a moment, then a smile quickly appeared on her face.

"It cannot be abandoned!"

Xu Yuanmiao suddenly spoke up, giving Xu Yuanlang a sweet smile and bowing in return.

"We must not be negligent!"

"Keep away!"

The two men said completely different things in their last sentences, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.

"I'm going to the spirit field to see if the insect-repelling technique can get rid of these spirit insects."

"Let me help you!"

Arriving at the spirit field most severely affected by the pests, the entire field appeared extremely withered and yellow, with the once towering rice seedlings drooping down one by one.

Now there are faint golden spots on the leaves, which look like disease, but if you look closely, you will find that they are covered with golden beetles.

"Damn it, these bastards didn't stop after eating the roots, they even want to eat the leaves now."

Seventh Sister was about to grab him in a huff when Xu Yuanlang quickly reached out to stop her.

"Seventh Sister, how long will it take you to catch them all one by one? Let me try."

Xu Yuanmiao nodded, his face pale. There was no way to completely eliminate so many golden beetles the size of mustard seeds before the spirit rice was destroyed, unless they were set on fire.

"Spring stirs, thunder transforms into dragons to drive away insects and snakes, the holy chariots return to the imperial palace, heaven and earth are cleansed, and insects are banished..."

Originally, after the insect repelling spell was cast, the pests in the spirit field should have been killed off. Although his cultivation was insufficient, he could only cover a radius of ten feet around himself at most.

However, after performing the technique more than ten times from morning till night, it should have been enough, but the number of golden beetles around did not seem to decrease.

"Yuen Long, Yuen Long, it worked! Look how many bugs have died."

Xu Yuanmiao, standing some distance away, laughed loudly. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly looked around.

But this sight made him frown. Indeed, some of the golden beetles had died, but compared to the total number, it was less than ten percent.

In other words, his insect repelling technique had almost failed. As far as he knew, the insect repelling techniques of first-level spirit plant cultivators were not fundamentally different, only differing in scope and number of repetitions.

In other words, unless a second-tier spirit plant master personally arrives, a first-tier spirit plant master's insect-repelling technique simply cannot completely eliminate these golden beetles.

Because he had the jade bowl, he wasn't worried about lacking spiritual energy at all, so he could release the insect-repelling spell without any worries. He was very confident in this, and probably even a first-grade high-level spiritual plant cultivator couldn't do this.

"It failed. I need to think of other ways."

After leaving the spirit field, she told Xu Yuanmiao the truth. Her expression changed, but she still forced a smile and said...

"It doesn't matter if we fail. There are plenty of people in the family, and someone will always be able to come up with a solution. You don't need to worry."

He knew this was his seventh sister's way of comforting him, but he wasn't particularly discouraged.

"Seventh Sister, let me be alone for a while, and see if I can think of another way."

Xu Yuanmiao glanced at him with some concern, could only say "Be careful," and then left, turning back to look at him every step of the way.

After Xu Yuanmiao left, he sat cross-legged beside the spirit field, holding the golden beetle.

He used his spiritual power to bind the golden beetle's body while repeatedly probing its aura.

He hoped to find its weakness, but the golden beetle was so tiny that he could easily crush it with a little force.

Finding a way to kill tens of thousands of golden beetles in a short period of time is easier said than done.

"Is burning these spirit fields the only solution?"

He sighed, closed his eyes, and began to communicate with the seven-colored flower.

At this moment, the liquid in the jade bowl wrapped by the roots of the seven-colored flower did not seem to have decreased, which relieved him.

He was able to use so many spells all thanks to this jade bowl, and he estimated that the liquid inside was extremely pure liquid spiritual energy.

It cannot be used by oneself, but can be used indirectly through the seven-colored flower.

Just then, a faint fluctuation emanated from the seven-colored flower, and Xu Yuanlang, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

"What did you say? You have a way to get rid of these golden beetles?"

He stared incredulously at his own hands, just as the seven-colored flower had sent back a message.

"Communicating with the spirit rice? Does the spirit rice have consciousness? That's right, you do have consciousness, how could I forget about you, my companion spirit?"

He was so excited he was almost going crazy, and then countless tentacles sprouted from the back of his hand and reached into the spirit field.