The second volume embarks on the path of cultivating immortals

Chapter 121 Wangu Town, Rain and Ink Fight Flood

Yumo looked at the sky, the sky was full of dark clouds, and he saw lightning in the distance, mixed with the sound of thunder and lightning, indicating that the upper reaches of the river were already coming with a rainstorm. The little beast on the mountain was so frightened that it hid in its hole and did not say a word, the rain was falling heavily, the north wind was blowing, and the thunder and lightning were not to be outdone. The freezing rain accompanied by the north wind became more and more urgent, the road has been flooded, the place with little water has become frozen, the heaven and the earth have become a world of water, and the residents of Wangu Town are a little frightened.

The north wind roars and the earth changes color, the big trees sway in the wind, the branches dance wildly in the wind, from time to time you can see the big trees falling, the lightning pierces the night sky, the thunder rings in the ears of Yumo from time to time, and the heavy rain falls down, rendering the embankment into a world of water and sky, and the people of Wangu Town can't stand up on the embankment, so they can only hide in the embankment to shelter from the wind and rain.

Only Yumo and Lin Xiantong were still standing in the rain, and the heavy rain slipped to the ground in front of Yumo's body, and the wind couldn't blow Yumo's body, and Lin Xiantong on the side felt what an immortal was and what an immortal felt.

Looking at this huge mountain rain, Lin Xiantong's body was closer to Yumo, and his body seemed to be about to merge into Yumo's body, neither of them noticed that the body was so close, if Yumo noticed it, it would still be goosebumps, and if Lin Xiantong noticed that his face had to be red, so the two of them looked at the ancient town swaying in the wind and rain in the rain.

The flash flood came again, and Yumo looked upstream, like a wall, rushing towards the embankment of this ancient town.

This wall seems to be connected to the sky and the earth rushing to the embankment, the turbulent water of the Tianzi River, the back wave pushes the front wave, directly on the embankment, rows of white flowers of the river rush over the waves, accompanied by the sound of rumbling and falling, as if it is ten thousand horses galloping, directly rushing to the embankment.

Under the impact of the waves of the high wall, Yumo heard the "click" of the inside of the embankment, like a landslide and a crack, and splashes of water on the embankment.

Such a spectacular momentum made Yumo's heart tremble, watching the river water upstream continue to rise, the river waves must continue to hit the riverbank, Yumo led Lin Xiantong to find the old man.

"Old man, this riverbank may not be able to withstand it, so quickly move the people in the village to the back mountain! ”

"Well, I think so, brother, there was a sound from this embankment just now. Do you remember that the embankment screams and the river comes?" said an old man to the village.

"Brother, why don't I remember, aren't I a little reluctant? Our home, our property, our hundreds of years of things!" said the village chief, with some embarrassment.

"Old man, life is better than anything else, as long as there are people, everything will be there, act quickly, or everyone won't be able to leave!" Yumo urged everyone to leave quickly.

When everyone got off the embankment, the old man walked back, patted Yumo on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, you should also go quickly, or the flash flood will come again in a while, and it will be dangerous." After saying that, the old man also went down the embankment, and the distant background disappeared.

Yumo looked at the crowd in the distance, the group of people did not immediately rush to the back mountain, but checked door to door to see who else did not leave, the sick people were carried away, and the healthy people were immediately let people leave.

The old village chief also organized dozens of people to transport food to the back mountain, Yumo looked at the village chief who was really good, and he didn't want to plan for the future for everyone in a critical time.

The sound of "boom" came again, and Yumo saw the high wall again

Rushing towards the embankment, Yumo closed his eyes and observed the situation inside the embankment with his divine sense, only to see that there was a slight crack in the embankment, and if there was no reinforcement of the bricks of the inner wall, the embankment would have collapsed.

Yumo watched the huge waves rushing in, and Yumo's divine consciousness spread out again, mobilizing the spiritual power of the earth's body, slowly spreading to the embankment, and the cracks of the embankment were slowly becoming solid under the control of Yumo's divine consciousness, which was the effect of spiritual control.

A "click" sounded, and another broken embankment was knocked out of the crack by the huge wave, and the rain ink consciousness came there again, and the crack was slowly repaired.

In fact, using divine consciousness to control spiritual power is also an introductory spell, but Yumo has no teacher to teach, and there are no exercises to practice, these are all learned through self-realization little by little.

After three successive huge waves, the embankment was not destroyed, and Yumo stood on the embankment to guard the residents of Wangu Town who transported the elderly and food.

The thunder in the sky kept throwing it in front of Yumo's eyes, and the sound of thunder seemed to explode in his ears, and Yumo sometimes had to run the wood aura in his body and inject a little into Lin Xiantong's body, so that Lin Xiantong would not get sick in this wind and rain.

The sky and earth flashed and slowly became darker, one by one, torches, lit in the rain, the residents of Wangu Town continued to transport daily necessities under the light of the torches, and could grab some of the ideas, half of the strong labor was assigned back to grab property, everyone was comparing with time, and they were all looking forward to the embankment to last longer.

The wind is still roaring, the waves are bigger than the other, Yumo looked at a wave that can have more than 20 meters is forming, the back wave pushes the front wave and continues to run to the ancient town of Wangu, the height of this wave is more than the height of the embankment five or six meters high, as long as the wave hits after Yumo dares to ensure that this ancient town will cease to exist.

Yumo turned back a little Lin Xiantong's back, a little spiritual power entered and sealed his divine sense, and put Lin Xiantong into the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, Yumo jumped into the river, Yumo stood in front of the embankment, closed his eyes, stood in the river with his feet, running the spiritual power of water in his body, controlling the fusion of divine consciousness and water spiritual power, slowly spreading, Yumo used his divine sense to fuse with the river water, and slowly rose a layer of water wall in front of Yumo, this water wall has water spiritual power, this water wall has cold spiritual power, and Yumo has a lot of cold spiritual energy in his body。

A huge wave of more than 20 meters rushed in, and the people in the village who rushed to transport things saw it and thought to themselves, this time it was over.

"Run!" shouted Murakami, who was standing on the high slope, in a hoarse voice.

"Run!" shouted the villagers standing on the high slope.

A sound of "run" resounded in the sky, which was issued from the mountain behind the ancient town of Wangu, the shout has the father's love for the child, the shout has the mother's expectation for the son, the shout has the wife's feelings for her husband, and the child's affection for the father in the shout.

A "run" expressed everyone's love for their relatives, and also showed the village chief's deep apology to the clansmen.

The great wave was approaching step by step, as if it had been calculated, and just as the group had arrived in the village, the great wave came.

Yumo saw everyone with his divine sense, and some of them ran to the back mountain with their legs, and they didn't care about it, because he was someone else's son, someone else's husband, or someone else's father, and he had no choice but to run to the back mountain as soon as possible.

This group of people seems to be in a race against time, and the prize in the race is life, and if you lose the game, you lose your life, and if you win the game, you win your life, and you win happiness.

As long as it is compared with life, nothing is important, life is precious, and no one will truly understand the true meaning of life when life and death are not at stake.

Yumo looked at the huge waves that were more than twenty meters high, and carried enough aura in his body, only to hear a loud sound, which sounded in Yumo's ears, and the light curtain composed of water aura and cold qi was not broken, only a slight crack appeared, and the tear stain slowly returned to its original state.

The waves went downstream along the river, and the people who had escaped the catastrophe looked back and saw a man standing in front of the embankment, his hands pressed on a curtain of light, which shone blue to resist the rushing waves.

At this time, a few people knelt on the ground, kowtowed a few heads in the direction of Yumo, stood up and continued to run towards the back mountain, because there are their own relatives, there are their own dependents, there are their own relatives, and now everyone knows that as long as there are people, there is the meaning of this sentence.

The wind is still going on, the water is still falling, and it is not easy for Yumo to withstand the waves this time, how can this wave be so much bigger than just now, it is impossible? Is there someone upstream doing something there?

Yumo thought of a question, that is, the original killer who ran away, said that he was going to invite the monk's master, could it be that guy's hands and feet swimming?

After Yumo withstood this huge wave, the river was not so urgent, and Yumo stepped on the water and went to the upper reaches of the Tianzi River.

This speed is also really fast, so fast that ordinary people can't see their own figures, and at the moment when Yumo disappeared, the shopkeeper shouted out.

"It's him, it's really him, I recognize the person who saved everyone just now. The old shopkeeper said excitedly.

"How did you know him?, did he come to our village a long time ago?" the village chief came to him.

"The young man stayed in the Gaosheng Inn last night, and it seems that there were many people chasing and killing the two of them last night, as if they had asked these two people to be picked up, and no one dared to ask today, it was one of those two people. The shopkeeper said.

"I really have to thank that fairy figure, the weather is going to improve, let the sixth child paint a portrait of the immortal, we are enshrined in the ancestral hall, this is the great benefactor of our village!"

Yumo doesn't know what happened here, Yumo wants to let go of a scourge, and don't make more trouble for himself in the future.

Yumo is treading the waves, regardless of wind and rain, regardless of cold, regardless of thunder and lightning, because Yumo can accept these things, either there is aura in the body, or there is residue in the body, anyway, the body is fearless in this weather.

Walking forward on the waves, the water aura in Yumo's body is turning faster and faster, and Yumo in the water quickly controls the aura of water, and moves forward in the water like a swimming fish.

Looking at the front of the three words "Tianzi River", the water has submerged the word "river", Yumo did not stop, continued to move forward, came to the front of the waterfall that jumped down, looking at the top of the waterfall as if there was a figure shaking, this is here, this old guy is really harmful!

Yumo looked at the water flow of the waterfall much smaller than usual, and at a glance, he knew that someone had cut off the water on it, and waited until the water accumulated to a certain extent and then put the water down, so that a huge wave was formed, and the huge waves of Wangu Town were formed.

How vicious is this monk's heart, just to kill one person and bury the whole village, Yumo stood in the middle of the river, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, looking at the rain in the sky, does this want to show the arrival of a real storm? 2k reading web