Chapter 37: Defending the Spiritual Field
Breaking through the snow, Lu Ya appeared at the edge of the spiritual field.
He quickly glanced at the original six acres and seven tenths of the spiritual field, which had now become a full nine acres. The twelve members of the tribe scattered and tried their best to block it.
Seeing Lu Ya coming, Lu Yuan immediately shouted loudly: "Lu Ya, come to the east!"
The spiritual fields in the east were newly developed medium-grade and high-grade spiritual fields three years ago. The spiritual grains planted in them are more nutritious, and the number of grain-eating rats in the east is also the largest.
Lu Ya quickly rushed to the east and saw that Lu Yuan's face was pale and mentally exhausted.
"Father, go and meditate to recover your energy, I'll come here."
Lu Ya stretched out his hand to explode two grain-eating rats, turned his head and said to Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan shook his head: "Now is not the time to rest, I can still hold on. If we kill one more now, the spiritual valley will lose less."
Lu Ya looked at him worriedly, then nodded as if in compromise, and said: "Father, you go somewhere else, leave this to me."
While he was speaking, he continued to stimulate the golden sword energy, as if playing whack-a-mole, and killed all the grain-eating rats that appeared within 40 meters.
Lu Yuan was also relieved to see Lu Ya's high efficiency, but he still reminded him: "Pay attention to saving mana, I don't know how many of these beasts there are."
Lu Ya nodded and stopped talking, but the power of the golden sword energy in his hand continued to decrease until it just killed the grain-eating rat.
"Nephew Lu Ya, your golden sword energy is really superb. If I could do this, I wouldn't have to work so hard."
Lu Meng, who was not far away, also noticed Lu Ya's rat-killing efficiency and said enviously.
The golden sword energy was also activated. Lu Ya's golden sword energy was really like a sword energy. A wisp of sword energy penetrated into the rat's head and easily killed the grain-eating rat, while his golden sword energy smashed the grain-eating rat into pieces.
It seemed that his golden sword energy was much more powerful than Lu Ya's, but in fact, a lot of mana was wasted in this process.
Lu Ya looked at Lu Meng and said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, try to reduce the mana output, it's very simple."
Lu Meng tried it quickly and was almost crossed by a group of grain-eating rats. He was so anxious that he almost cursed and closed his mouth tightly for fear of being distracted.
Within a cup of tea after Lu Ya arrived, the remaining family cultivators also arrived. At this moment, except for the third grandfather Lu Dinghai who was in seclusion to attack the foundation and the ordinary people in the family, all 41 Lu family cultivators arrived at the spiritual field.
Lu Dingbo poured his magic power into his voice so that all members could hear his voice, and then said: "Give the robes and defensive magic tools to the children with the lowest cultivation in the tribe. People, do your best to protect the spiritual field and kill every grain-eating rat!" After Lu Dingbo's brief instructions, Lu Ya and other people who had robes and magic tools handed them to the nearest juniors in the early stage of Qi training. Lu Ya pointed at the Qingshan Shield, and the Qingshan Shield immediately flew to a younger brother of the same generation who was in the second level of Qi training, and the robe floated to another little guy who was only in the first level of Qi training. After doing all this, Lu Ya continued to kill the grain-eating rats. As all the tribesmen began to exert their strength, the first group of people guarding the spiritual field obviously breathed a sigh of relief. However, as time passed, the originally gloomy sky gradually turned dark, and the number of grain-eating rats not only did not decrease, but became larger. Lu Ya, who had been guarding the east for half an hour, swallowed a Qi-recovering pill, retreated behind the tribesmen and began to meditate to recover his energy. There were seven other people who did the same thing with him. Despite this, there are always some rice-eating rats that can break through the defenses of the crowd and get into the rice fields behind them.
"The loss of the spiritual fields has reached 13%," Lu Yuan looked more and more anxious: "This won't work. Our spiritual fields will be emptied by these beasts sooner or later."
Hearing this, Lu Ya couldn't sit still. The spiritual fields behind him were the foundation of their Lu family's practice.
He stood up again, walked to the center of the spiritual field in the east, put his hands together, and then pulled hard.
"Swish~"
A deep red line of fire shot out from his hands, spreading rapidly to both sides, and in the blink of an eye it spread to the end of the spiritual field.
If it was the peak-level fire control technique, Lu Ya would not be able to achieve such fine control and changes.
However, the fire control technique of the transformation realm allowed the flame condensed by Lu Ya to have a trace of weak spirituality, which could better cooperate with his intentions.
A line of fire separated the spiritual field in the east from the grain-eating rats. All the grain-eating rats that wanted to rush into the spiritual field had to cross the line of fire set by Lu Ya.
With the temperature of the crimson flame, ordinary grain-eating rats with only a trace of spiritual energy could not resist at all and turned into charred corpses. Occasionally, grain-eating rats that broke through the line of fire were quickly killed by the attacks of family members who were watching them covetously.
"Lu Ya did a great job!"
The appearance of the line of fire greatly eased the offensive of the grain-eating rats in the east, which made Lu Meng shout excitedly.
The monks on the other three sides also followed suit, and lines of fire of varying lengths rose one after another, although they were not as good as Lu Ya's line of fire that spanned a hundred meters.
But these lines of fire still acted like a sieve, filtering out the worst part of the grain-eating rats, and the remaining grain-eating rats were relatively easier to deal with.
"Pay attention to the consumption of mana, and release the lines of fire in batches," Lu Dingbo stood in the south, controlling the lines of fire while reminding everyone present.
The snowflakes were getting smaller and smaller, and snowflakes were falling one by one. A hint of gray gradually appeared in the dark sky.
Two meters away from Lu's burial site is a large expanse of charred land, with densely packed charred rat carcasses lying on top of the land. The incompletely burned flesh and blood merged with the steaming water vapor, creating a disgusting and greasy fishy smell. .
Lu Ya, who had been fighting fiercely all night, looked tired now, but compared to other pale-faced tribesmen, he was in pretty good shape.
"boom!"
After killing the last grain-eating rat, Lu Ya waited for a few minutes. When he found that there was no more grain-eating rat rushing towards the spiritual field behind him, he finally sat down on the ground regardless of his image.
"Finally stopped."
Such thoughts emerged from the minds of every family member, followed by a relieved sigh of relief.
After resting for a while, Lu Yuan also tallied up the losses.
"Clan leader, this time the rat plague caused a total loss of 16% of our Lu family's spiritual field. It is estimated that the production of spiritual rice will be reduced by 800 kilograms, which is converted into 160 spiritual stones."
After hearing Lu Yuan's report, Lu Dingbo was obviously relieved. Such a loss was still within the tolerance of the Lu family.
If it were three years ago, when a total of only three hundred spirit stones were produced per year, this loss of almost half would be enough to make his heart ache to the point of bleeding, but now it is within the acceptable range.
It has to be said that with a stronger family background, not only the ability to withstand risks, but also the ability to withstand risks has also improved a lot.