The only way

Chapter 486 Sadness

On the oil-paper umbrella, there are blossoming pink lotus green leaves, revealing a touch of flawlessness amidst the blood color.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, the white jade hand passed it forward, and the slender willow-yellow umbrella handle with a beautiful green tassel was fastened, and it was handed to Pingniang.

"Let's go find your family."

A clear and soft voice sounded faintly.

Ping Niang raised her head and looked directly into those clear and gentle eyes, for some reason, the tip of her nose felt sore.

The hands were stained with mud and blood, and the skin was a little dark. He couldn't help but want to reach out to take the oil-paper umbrella, but when he saw the clean umbrella handle and those white hands, he froze in mid-air .

Lingchu bent his eyes, and the slender eyelashes softly cast a shadow under his eyes. The hand holding the umbrella handle moved forward again, and directly stuffed the umbrella handle into Pingniang's hand, while the other hand gently He rubbed Pingniang's hair.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright."

After finishing speaking, Lingchu looked sideways at the dying woman in Pingniang's arms, and the hand touching Pingniang's hair moved to the center of the woman's eyebrows, and a little green light appeared on her fingertips.

The green awn glowed with a clear light, and slowly penetrated into the center of the woman's eyebrows. With the infiltration of the green awn, the exposed wounds on the woman's body healed quickly, and the pale complexion on her face instantly became rosy. It also stabilized.

"Don't worry, your mother will be fine." Lingchu still has a good impression of this mortal girl, and is willing to help these poor fishermen.

There are too many injustices in the world, and she can't control everything, but she can't turn a blind eye to the misery in front of her.

Lingchu straightened up, and looked up at the rainy sky.

These rains are not normal rains.

It's the magic of the sharks.

Lingchu stretched out his hand to catch two raindrops, smiled lightly, and with a thought, the rain curtain within a hundred meters around Lingchu was instantly frozen in mid-air, and a little bit of green light flowed out of Lingchu's body , Wherever the green glow passed, those originally crystal clear raindrops, as if dyed, turned into drops of verdant green raindrops.

The rain fell again.

However, this time the raindrops are green.

These raindrops, as if consciously, only fell on the villagers of the small fishing village.

As drops of green raindrops fell on those villagers, those villagers in the small fishing village who were slightly injured or seriously injured, as long as they were still alive, could clearly feel that their injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, as more and more green raindrops fell, even those old diseases tended to improve, and the whole body showed a kind of unprecedented relaxation and vitality.

More and more villagers stretched out their hands, opened their mouths wide, and kept catching these green raindrops. They all knew that this green raindrop must not be ordinary rain.

It is Xianlin Ganlu!
"Hai Niangniang! It must be Hai Niangniang who has appeared! Send down this fairy rain and nectar!"

A villager woke up from the raindrops, felt his stomach that had been slashed and was bloody, but now it was intact, and shouted with excitement.

Pingniang put away the umbrella, held her baby in her arms, and let herself and her mother be exposed to the green raindrops. Hearing what a villager said, she immediately widened her eyes and shouted aggressively, "Nonsense!" Ba Dao! This fairy rain was descended by the fairy sister!"

After finishing speaking, the eight-year-old girl stared viciously at the villager who called Hai Niangniang, not polite at all, "If you want to thank, thank the fairy sister!"

The villager choked on his face in a daze.

It was at this time that Pingniang's father, brother and sister-in-law finally came back. When they saw Pingniang and Pingniang's mother, the whole family cried and hugged each other.

Not far away, the blue figure standing there had disappeared.

Lingchu didn't stay in the small fishing village for a long time, the pirates in the small fishing village were all little guys.

The highest level of cultivation is just the realm of Qi training, most of them are still ordinary people.

That's right, to deal with such a small fishing village with only a few hundred people, and deal with such a mortal village where most of the people are old, weak, women and children, how can we need those monks and pirates with advanced cultivation.

The small fishing village was not big, and after forming the alchemy, Lingchu, whose spiritual consciousness had grown several times stronger, easily took the scene of the entire small fishing village into his mind.

They are just some pirates who are practicing Qi and mortals. The green leaves condensed with spiritual power at the beginning of Lingchu are controlled by spiritual consciousness. Within the range of spiritual consciousness, these pirates can be easily killed.

That is the first rain of green leaves.

The green raindrops that followed were newly realized spells after the initial alchemy of the spirit.

It is not difficult to say that it is difficult, and it is not easy to say that it is easy.

Lingchu gave this move a simple name, Xianlin Ganlu.

The principle of Xianlin Ganlu is actually very simple. It is to extract the vitality contained in the spiritual power of the beginning of the spirit and condense it into a raindrop. Such a raindrop is the purest vitality, which naturally has a good healing effect.

Then, use your spiritual consciousness to control whose body it falls into.

It's a very simple spell, but not all wood-type golden core monks can cast it.

Because, even if they are both Mu Xius, not all Mu Xius have enough vitality in their spiritual power to extract and condense into rain, and even if there is enough vitality to condense into rain, not all monks can support such rain A large piece of rain.

To achieve such an effect, one must first have one's own spiritual power pure enough, and the method of cultivation is extraordinary enough; secondly, one's own spiritual power must be thick enough, and the golden core formed is strong enough; Only when it is strong can it truly rain such rain.

It can be said that Lingchu felt that this trick of his was very simple to say, but in practice, nine out of ten wood repair golden core monks could not do it.

If you are a wood monk in Yuanying realm, if you don't practice special methods, you can force it by relying on your powerful magic power.

It's just that Lingchu has just formed a golden core, and he has not yet grasped his own golden core cultivation base. This move, Gan Linyu, can only be controlled within a hundred meters of himself.

More than [-] meters, it is not so handy.

In the future, if you gradually become familiar with your own cultivation base, you will be able to master it better if you think about it.

Therefore, Lingchu could only walk through the entire small fishing village little by little to ensure that most of the villagers could be drenched by the rain.

Walking in the small fishing village, Lingchu frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Killing people is not the worst thing that happened in this land.

Lingchu's eyes fell on those women who were not clothed and had pirate corpses lying on their sides. Even though the wounds on their bodies were healed by Gan Linyu, they still looked numb or were crying loudly.

(End of this chapter)