Crossed into the cultivation world and became a farming boss

Chapter 68 The Monster Beast War (2)

The spring of Vientiane's renewal has passed without paying attention.

It was mid-April, and it was early summer.

Spring is the rainy season when the city is closed. Now that the rainy season is over, everyone is starting to panic.

The city is closed all year round, except for the rainy season, it hardly rains, and the water storage in the closed city is basically exhausted. The only few streams outside the city are as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

If things go on like this, sooner or later there will be a drought.

The monks of the older generation recalled the closure of the city decades ago, and it was the same. The main river gradually dried up until there was no grass growing.

I heard that a hundred years ago, Fengcheng was a treasure land with green water and green mountains like a fairyland. Later, there were successive dry seasons, rivers dried up, resources were scarce, monsters and beasts were rampant, the people were in dire straits, and the population became smaller and smaller.

Ling Xi also had a headache, the rainy season was over, even if the city was closed with few people, the stream would not be able to last for a few days.

Not to mention the people who still have a small amount of food production at home, and the vegetation is gradually dying.

Ling Xi's face was full of sorrow, and he had sent monks of the water system to help the city residents take care of the fields, and he also ordered Uncle Ling to fetch several large buckets of well water every now and then, and distribute a small basin to each household.

There was no rain, and the weather was getting hotter and drier every day.

The spiritual plant in the spiritual field is much more durable than the ordinary field, but it also needs monks to rain.

Although water-type monks can transform their own spiritual power into spiritual rain, the surrounding water elements are scarce, which is extremely unfavorable for water-type monks, and the rainfall is gradually decreasing.

Until the end of April, no matter whether it was the stream or the well in the city lord's mansion, there was no water left.

Without water, nothing can be done.

The city is closed every day, and the city guards can only rely on the city guards to take turns to carry water from the mountains.

The city guards only dared to carry water downstream, and there should not be too many people carrying water, so as not to disturb the alchemy monsters upstream.

Fortunately, more than half of the city's residents are monks, monks are thirsty, and the only remaining water source is reserved for ordinary people without spiritual power.

Ling Xi personally led the team to pick a first-grade calming grass, refined the calming herbal liquid to stabilize the mood, dripped the spiritual liquid and diluted it with water, a little spiritual energy can replenish physical strength, and ordinary people can bear it.

The diluted spiritual water can persist for a little longer.

Even if you are not a complete bigu monk, you can still have a sip or two.

Relying on carrying water like this, the days lasted for another half a month.

In mid-May, some people in the city fainted due to lack of water.

Moreover, the hunting team that went up the mountain to carry water picked dozens of barrels back and forth every day, and finally disturbed the monsters.

If it wasn't for the second uncle, he would have been almost wiped out by the pill-forming monsters. Fortunately, he ran fast, and the second uncle was only slightly injured.

As the lord of the city, Ling Xi was naturally responsible for everyone, and immediately frowning anxiously.

The branch city is short of water, so we could have asked the main city for support.

However, Uncle Ling said that her father had asked the main city to send only a sixth-level alchemy cultivator, plus the second uncle, a total of three alchemy cultivators, but they still lost to the monsters in the river.

Her father was even seriously injured. He was still worried about managing the city, and he couldn't survive the day and night.

After that, his brother asked again, but the main city no longer sent people to come.

Therefore, no one cares about the life and death of the closed city today.

Ling Xi clenched her fists. Could it be that she wanted to watch the people in the closed city die?

She was worrying when Ling Feng hurried over.

"Cousin, many people in the city have gathered in groups and want to escape from the closed city."

"..."

Ling Xi shuddered, is this going to turn the closed city into a dead city?

Her hard work for the past year has finally made some progress, is she going to fall short like this?

No!

Absolutely not!

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "Ling Feng, go out of the city to stabilize the city residents, and call them to the central square!"

(End of this chapter)