Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 27

"Don't rush to practice for a while, and use your talents to at least practice internally, externally, and with weapons, so as not to waste your cultivation as a teacher."

"puff!"

Jiang Xiaoliu pulled out a ghost-headed sword from behind.

"This sword is called Zhanpo. Your uncle has already introduced its strength. Now I will teach you a sword technique called "Sword of Heaven and Earth". You should pay attention to it."

A set of saber techniques should be upright and upright, but when it is danced out, it is full of ghosts and howling winds, which makes Xuanzhen's scalp tingle and faintly feel frightened.

"Come on, it's your turn."

Jiang Xiaoliu used mana to seal the ghost energy in the sword, Xuanzhen is still unable to control such a huge ghost energy, contacting it rashly will hurt the root.

Xuan Zhen really lived up to the claim, he quickly mastered the knack of the knife technique, and the system returned it immediately.

"Ding, give Tu Fanpin the "Sword Technique of the Universe", trigger a hundred times critical strike, and return the volume of "Eight Styles of the Heavenly Sword"!"

Wow, Brother Tiandao Song Que's famous sword skills have come out, not bad, my apprentice has to be domineering and unparalleled, but he can't be gloomy all day long, um, that "Seven Fiends Body Training Art" won't give it He has practiced, and Jue Yu is a good candidate.

"Seven Fiends Refining Body Art" needs evil spirits in the body. In terms of this, Jue Yu's evil spirits are far superior to Xuanzhen's. Find him in a while and then go to brush some points and return them.

"Xuanzhen, stop and come here."

Xuanzhen was speechless: "I was interrupted again, I was interrupted again, can't Master let me practice hard again?"

"Look, this one is "Nine Suns Divine Art", this one is "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", and the last one is even more powerful, it is "Eight Styles of Heavenly Knife". Just practice what I taught you before. You have to focus on comprehension, practice hard, and get started as soon as possible."

Xuan Zhen took the three cheat books in a daze, with question marks all over his face and confusion.

Master does have real abilities, that's right.

But what happened to these three unreliable cheat books?

Is it a nine yuan nine free shipping product?
Isn't this all fabricated in martial arts novels?Master, where did you buy it? It’s okay to just watch and play when you have nothing to do. Why do you want to teach it to me in a serious way?
If this thing can really be practiced, I will show you swallowing the sword.

"Okay, you just sit down and comprehend the comprehension first, and call me when your senior brother Xuanyang wakes up, and do other things for the master first."

Jiang Xiaoliu planned to find Jueyu to do some shopping.

"Why is the rain getting bigger and bigger? I have never seen such a heavy rain in my memory."

Jiang Xiaoliu looked up at the pitch-black sky in surprise.

There are gods in the Taoist temple, so they are not afraid of heavy rain, but the grassland and valleys outside are already muddy, and the strong wind and rain are mixed with lightning and thunder. It is as powerful as a god destroying the world. Even Jiang Xiaoliu, a quasi-establishment real person, is worried , Uneasy, it seems that there is a very bad premonition in my heart.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Xiaoliu went to Chaifang to think about Jueyu's life.

"Jueyu, you have heard the efficacy of this flower, as long as you eat it, you will be able to reshape the Dao foundation, reborn, and prolong your life. Even if you practice to build a foundation, it is not difficult."

Jue Yu: "Master, are you trying to make me happy?"

"Nonsense, long mouth, swallow, don't spit!"

Jiang Xiaoliu glared at him, pinched his mouth open and stuffed it in forcefully.

Jueyu, who felt the significant changes in his body, from waiting for death to rebirth, had the opportunity to step into the foundation-building realm that he had pursued for most of his life, and could no longer control his old tears.

"Qi, what are you crying about when you are old? This jade slip is "Seven Fiends Refining Body Art". It was originally given to Xuanzhen by Bai Wuchang, and I will use it for you to practice first. I hope you can really reform yourself. , with one heart and one heart, don’t make mistakes.”

After Jue Yu's body recovered, he would be able to cultivate his mana soon, so Jiang Xiaoliu didn't need to teach Xuanzhen the same as Xiaobai, who taught him everything in detail.

"Okay, let's practice hard."

Jiang Xiaoliu stepped into the rain, ecstatic in his heart, and wanted to call the system to check and return the rewards.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoliu's cell phone rang.

He is very strange, who will call in the middle of the night?
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, go home, our house was washed away, your father was crushed, hurry up and save people."

"what?"

The violent mana swept away the heavy rain in an instant, Jiang Xiaoliu's eyes widened, and he said in a deep voice: "Mom, don't worry, I'll be right there."

"boom!"

Jiang Xiaoliu's feet exerted strength, the hard floor tiles were cracked, and his whole body shot up into the sky like a fired shell, smashing through the heavy rain curtain, dragging a long trail of rainwater through the air and leaving.

Qingyun Village has existed since ancient times, and it has been passed down to Jiang Xiaoliu's generation for an unknown amount of time.

But since he can remember, he has never heard of or seen such a large flood with his own eyes.

There is a Qingyun River next to Qingyun Village, which is only four or five meters wide and crystal clear. It originates from the Qingyun Reservoir upstream.

But looking around now, the Qingyun River is extremely turbid, like a raging yellow dragon, devouring everything in front of it, and most of Qingyun Village has been submerged by the rising river water.

Many familiar figures kept crying and screaming, crawling everywhere on the roof and on the car.

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't care about helping others, so he landed directly in his small courtyard.

The yard was already in a mess. Jiang Ma and a few neighbors were chanting slogans and trying to lift up a huge concrete wall. Under the wall was Jiang Dad, whose head was only exposed in the water.

"dad!"

Jiang Xiaoliu's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a loud drink.

"Xiaoliu!"

"Liuzi, come and help."

"Great, finally we can see each other for the last time."

Jiang Xiaoliu almost teleported to the concrete wall, easily lifted the stone pier that a group of people could not shake with one hand, and rescued Jiang's father with the other hand.

The neighbors were dumbfounded and remained silent for a long time.

"Dad, eat this."

Father Jiang was so weak that he almost passed out, and a lot of muddy water was poured into his mouth and nose, so he didn't even know that the person in front of him was Jiang Xiaoliu.

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't care about shocking the world at all, and quickly helped his father swallow the countless flowers of the other side, and Jiang's father soon recovered.

"Liu, you, what did you feed your dad?"

"Mom, this is the herb planted by my master. It works very well. Take one too."

Jiang Ma pushed her hand: "I don't want to eat it. Since Master Lin gave it to me, it's absolutely fine. Don't be dazed, help clean up and run quickly."

Seeing this, several neighbors also took a deep look at Jiang Xiaoliu and said, "Xiaoliu, it's good that you come back, take your parents and run away quickly, or I'm afraid it will be too late."

Jiang's mother supported Jiang's father, and thanked several neighbors repeatedly, but they didn't bother to clean up the house themselves. When they heard that Lao Jiang was in danger, they hurried over to help. If they weren't there, Jiang's father might be in danger.

Jiang Xiaoliu silently cast out a few innate real mana powers, which were hidden in the dantian Qi sea of ​​several neighbors.

Although they cannot become martial arts masters, at least they can be free from all diseases and prolong their lives easily.

"Dad, Mom, don't pack anything, I'll take you away."

After finishing speaking, he hugged his parents one by one, and broke through the sky through the rainstorm with his mana.

"Mom and Dad, it's absolutely safe for you to stay in the Taoist temple. I'll ask my disciples to cook a pot of soup for you to warm your body. I'll go to the village to save the folks first."

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were completely in a daze.

"Yun, Xiuyun, did you just fly up?"

"Uh, uh, it seems, it seems that we can fly after a while."

Jiang Xiaoliu smiled, and went straight to the sky again, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

In just a short time in Qingyun Village, the water level soared, and the car was completely submerged. Most of the villagers who had no time to escape climbed up the wall. Looking at the rapidly rising flood, the old and weak women and children who stayed behind couldn't help crying anymore. Cries of despair.

"Old, Lao Li, look, look, is there a person in the sky?"

An old woman, who was holding the child firmly under her body, looked at Jiang Xiaoliu standing in the sky, and wiped her eyes vigorously.

"It's Uncle Xiaoliu, Uncle Xiaoliu."

"That's right, I recognized it too. Dad said he went to the mountain to cultivate immortals."

"Wow, Uncle Xiaoliu has really become a fairy."

Watching this unbelievable scene, the villagers even forgot the fear of the flood for a while, and talked a lot.

Jiang Xiaoliu squeezed the magic formula with his hands, and frantically circulated the mana in his dantian, his eyes were faintly glowing white.

"Earth evil supernatural powers, forbidden water!"

Xuan'ao's handprints changed one after another, and the lengthy mantra echoed between the sky and the earth. The ferocious flood stopped suddenly and stopped rising, but began to retreat slowly.

The villagers were dumbfounded, looking at this scene that seemed like a fairy saving the world in myths and legends, and were speechless for a long time.

"No, this flood keeps coming and going, accumulating infinite weight, and my mana is exhausted, what should I do, what should I do?"

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, the flood could only stop for a while, and soon the boundless flood came surging again, Jiang Xiaoliu's body erupted with a powerful white light, like a blazing little sun, obviously his mana had reached its peak.

Although he can step up and cut down the foundation, and even now the foundation can try to challenge the golden core, but in the face of the infinite power of nature, a monk's personal power seems so small, so insignificant.

"Forbidden water, back off!"

Jiang Xiaoliu swallowed an immeasurable Bianhua without hesitation, white light shot up all over his body, he raised his hand and pointed, the flood quickly receded, leaving devastation everywhere.

"I'm Jiang Xiaoliu, don't stand still, run, run, I won't last long."

Jiang Xiao was sweating like rain, his hands trembling violently, the mantra in his mouth fluctuated up and down, showing faint signs of not being able to persist.

The villagers suddenly realized that they hurriedly supported each other and climbed down the roof, struggling to move forward on the muddy road.

"Lao Li, let's go, get up quickly, Xiaoliu is here to save us."

"Old lady, take Dongzi away quickly. I can't walk any longer. It's my life to be able to climb up, but we can see a fairy in the village in this life. Even if it dies, let's talk about it."

On the roof, there are many scenes like this.

In July, the children were on vacation and the adults went out to work. Most of the people left behind in the village were old and weak women and children. They had tried their best to protect their children. At this moment, they were suddenly relieved and couldn't hold on any longer. They couldn't run no matter what. Moved.

If Jiang Xiaoliu withdrew his mana at this moment, the backlog of floods would be even more ferocious, and even houses would collapse instead of slowly rising as before.

But although this is risky, it can barely rely on powerful magical powers to quickly save a few folks, but in this way, it is bound to give up some of them.

They all grew up watching him grow up, and even the young children he watched grow up.

save who?

Who will not be saved?
I'm afraid this will become a nightmare for his lifelong practice.

“1、2、3、4，1234！”

Suddenly, loud slogans came from a distance, hitting people's hearts in this stormy night!
　The author personally experienced the great flood in July last year, thanks to the government and the People's Liberation Army,
　　We would like to thank the rescue teams all over the country and the relatives who enthusiastically donate to and always care about the disaster area.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)