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

Chapter 31 The Poor Mystery
The ninth group of the Excalibur Bureau.

"Group leader Hua, the rain has stopped, look outside."

A convoy that was speeding in the storm suddenly stopped, and a group of men and women in suits with extraordinary temperament got off the car.

The leader is the leader of the Huawu Army who invited Jiang Xiaoliu to join the nine groups as a guest.

A group of people looked up at the blue sky in surprise, full of doubts in their hearts.

Before the rainstorm came, the meteorological station had already issued an early warning. This was not a factor that could be controlled by humans, so the Huawu Army didn't pay much attention to it.

But in fact, the amount of rainfall far exceeded the warning value, and the team members patrolling outside reported that the Qingyun Lake Reservoir had a strong demonic aura, and the energy level was above level three. It was a demon king-level monster, equivalent to a real person who built a foundation.

Hua Wujun's heart skipped a beat.

For a hundred years, Zhuji Daoist people are rare, let alone demon kings and ghost kings. Whoever hides and practices honestly, whoever dares to show his head will be the target of being strangled by monks all over the world.

After getting the information, the Huawu army led people to rush to Qingyun Lake non-stop, silently praying in their hearts that this big monster must stop, otherwise the hundreds of thousands of people downstream of Qingyun Lake reservoir would be in danger.

But what I never expected was that before I arrived at the place, the weather suddenly stopped and the rain stopped.

This is definitely not the effect of nature, but Hua Wujun dare not think about it artificially.

Because to forcibly disperse such a big thunderstorm and strong wind, how much powerful mana is needed?

"Captain, the signal has been restored. This is the video from Qingyun Lake Reservoir."

Upon hearing this, a group of team members hurriedly gathered around, stood on tiptoes, and stretched their necks to look at the tablet computer in Hua Wujun's hand.

In the picture, a young Taoist is fighting with a terrifying dragon that is tens of meters tall, and the world is turned upside down and the waves are monstrous.

The evil dragon at the level of the demon king was almost powerless in front of the young Taoist, but when it was about to be executed, it unexpectedly turned into a huge meat ball and flew into the sky, and then suddenly exploded without warning .

After a large amount of flesh and blood flew, the black thunder aura of nearly [-] meters shot straight into the sky. Soon the world changed, lightning and thunder rumbled, and the lake water rolled back. This posture was like the end of the world.

Everyone stared with bated breath, their hearts raised in their throats, watching the video nervously.

But at this time, the young Taoist stopped attacking, his whole body was filled with strong Taoist rhyme, and with the continuous changing of the formulas in his hands, he unexpectedly displayed the legendary "speaking skills".

"The wind stops!"

"Rain break!"

"Thunder harvest!"

"Clouds scattered!"

In an instant, the doomsday-like thunderstorms, hurricanes, and floods all disappeared, and the warm sunshine filled the earth, shining on the messy dam. It seemed that everything just now was an illusion of everyone.

Hua Wujun slowly turned off the video, turned around and had a peek at the team members.

After a long time, Hua Wujun said: "The situation is like this. The Taoist in the video is Jinxu Taoist of Qingyun Temple in Qingyun Ridge. His lay name is Jiang Xiaoliu. The information about this person has been classified as top secret. When you arrive, act carefully, and report to me as soon as possible anything about him, not to mention any conflicts rashly."

"Captain, you are worrying too much. You can kill the demon king and disperse the thunderstorm casually. We have no time to hide from such a person, so how can we provoke him?"

"It's not a big deal, Captain, you think highly of us."

"Captain, we all fainted out of nowhere last time. I guess it was his warning. We were full and went to provoke him."

Hua Wujun looked at this group of young men with hippie smiles, feigned anger and said: "Be serious, don't take what I say seriously all day, and you will suffer from it in the future."

"Close the team."

A convoy turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye on the muddy road.

In Qingyun Temple, Jiang Xiaoliu descended from the sky and saw his father blocking Xuanji in a corner, holding half a cucumber and stuffing it into Xuanji's mouth. As for Xuanyue and Xuansu, he didn't know where they went.

Xuanji had a face of reluctance, but this was Master's father, he didn't dare to hide or run, but he was extremely wronged and desperately resisted.

"Dad, why are you up? Are you in good health?"

"Hey, Xiaoliu, you're back, how is the village? Are you okay?"

Dad Jiang was very happy to see Jiang Xiaoliu, and Xuanji was about to run away when he saw this, but Dad Jiang grabbed Xuanji's neck with quick eyesight and quick hands. The chicken feet and wings struggled desperately.

"The village is fine, everyone has been rescued, and the Qingyun Reservoir dam upstream has also been repaired. Dad, why did you arrest him?"

Jiang Xiaoliu looked at Dad Jiang in surprise, and at Xuanji who rolled his eyes with sympathy.

"Oh, it's fine."

"Well, it's not that your mother said that she wanted to make up for you, and asked me to kill this chicken and cook you a pot of your favorite ground pot chicken."

Jiang Xiaoliu: "..."

Mystery: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o."

In the dark, a pair of green eyes and a pair of yellow eyes were full of panic, and suddenly disappeared.

"Ahem, dad, put it down first, put it down first, this stupid chicken can't be eaten."

"Why can't I eat it? Your father and I have raised chickens for so many years, how can I not know the goods?"

Jiang's father was still not convinced, pointing at Xuanji and defending: "Look at this chicken, this figure, this spirit, it is clearly a top-notch free-range chicken, let me tell you, if this stuff is stewed, it will be absolutely nourishing , Oh, no, dad is drooling, where is your kitchen? Let you try my handicraft."

"It's cold, it's cold, it's really going to be cold this time!"

Xuanji heard the words, immediately rolled his corns, passed out completely, and never moved again.

Jiang Xiaoliu talked so much that Dad Jiang believed that this chicken was his apprentice. This made Dad Jiang very puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what kind of Taoism he was practicing?How to accept a dish of dishes as an apprentice?
"Forget it, but your vegetables are really delicious. Let your mother and I cook some vegetarian dishes for you tonight. Just wait."

Jiang's father swallowed the immeasurable Bianhua flowers, and he was alive and well. Not only did his injuries heal, but his heart disease, stomach problems, lumbar muscle strain and other diseases all disappeared for many years, and his health was incredible.

Jiang Xiaoliu saw it, thinking about finding an opportunity to let his mother and sister eat one, and then pass on some exercises and magic weapons, otherwise he will provoke some enemies if he doesn't keep them all in the future, what if he hurts his family? manage.

"Master, master, you have come back, the old man is going to eat the fourth junior brother."

The ground churned, and a white snake head as small as a finger came out.

"Xuansu? Why are you digging holes again? Didn't you tell you not to damage the floor tiles inside the temple?"

Xuansu got out, only half a meter long, she said in horror: "Master, you don't know, I was first discovered by the old man, who said he was going to stew snake soup. If I didn't run fast, I'm afraid you would have been killed, Master." Can't see me anymore."

Jiang Xiaoliu was speechless while holding his forehead, and asked, "What about Xuanyue, where did this guy go?"

"Master, I am here, I am here."

I saw the back door of the merit box slowly opened, and a silly and cute Erha cub got out.

"I'll go, Xuanyue, why have you become so small, what are you all doing?"

Xuan Yue groaned, hugged Jiang Xiaoliu's trouser legs tightly with her short thick legs, and cried loudly: "Master, master, you can count yourself back. The old man is going to eat the second senior sister and fourth junior brother. If I hadn't done it earlier Hiding, I guess it's dangerous."

"call!"

Jiang Xiaoliu let out a long breath: "Good guy, my father almost cooked three apprentices in one night."

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I'll explain it to my parents, just make it clear."

After sending away the three apprentices, Jiang Xiaoliu went to look at Wang Lin, and found that he was still in the process of enlightenment. As for Xuanzhen, he was sitting cross-legged in front of the main hall, with the aura of majesty and yang rushing towards his face like a bright sun. Come, obviously immersed in the mystery of "Nine Suns Divine Art".

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't care about them. There are gods resident in the Taoist temple, and Xiao Xiaoxiao can't get in at all, so don't worry about their safety.

Jiang Xiaoliu benefited a lot from this fierce battle against the evil dragon. Although he consumed a lot of mana, he didn't lose his cultivation. On the contrary, he thought that because he swallowed a few flowers from the other side, he directly broke through a realm and reached the second floor of foundation building. .

In terms of swordsmanship, he even comprehended the extremely powerful "Eight Questions of Heaven".

This is originally the move of Song Que, the Heavenly Saber in the novel, and the move and sword intent were completely compiled by Mr. Huang Du.

The way he masters swordsmanship is the general outline of swordsmanship in the world, and it is not limited to specific sword moves. Therefore, when he was in danger, he suddenly recalled all the mysteries of this swordsmanship, and naturally integrated it into the swordsmanship. Waiting for the shocking swordsmanship.

This sword technique is extremely perverted. There are currently eight moves, each of which contains a kind of sword intent, eight styles and eight completely different sword intents, but they are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. There are hidden infinite mysteries hidden in it.

This sword technique is new, and I believe that with the improvement of cultivation and realm, there is still a lot of potential to be tapped.

"Dingling, Jingling!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaoliu's cell phone rang, and when he connected it, it turned out to be Hua Wujun.

"Really Jiang? It's me, I'm Lao Hua."

"Oh, it's Team Leader Hua, hello, what's the matter?"

Hua Wujun's tone was very strange, it seemed to be respectful and complaining.

"Jiang Zhenzhen, first of all, on behalf of the ninth group and hundreds of thousands of people affected by the disaster, I would like to thank you for your great contribution to the disaster area this time. I have reported your credit to the headquarters verbatim. I believe there will be a large number of resources today. Dial it down as your reward."

"Oh? Thank you very much."

Jiang Xiaoliu was noncommittal, if he did, why not.

"Really, you are being polite. This is what you deserve, but there is one more unfeeling request, and I ask the real person to agree."

"You said."

Jiang Xiaoliu knew there would be no free lunch.

"The real person should have built a foundation, right?"

Hua Wujun asked cautiously.

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't say anything.

Hua Wujun coughed dryly twice, didn't take it seriously, and continued: "The real man has a deep cultivation base, I believe that the method of hiding his body should be easy, but this time the real man became famous overnight, and we are currently using the entire Excalibur Bureau The power to erase the negative impact of this real person."

"Negative impact?"

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't understand. According to black and white impermanence, he saved hundreds of thousands of people by himself. He should have made great achievements. How did it become a negative influence in your mouth?
　Poor Xuanji, brothers bless him.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)