Pindao's Immortal Cultivation Game Comes True

Chapter 125 A belated gift package for beginners!

Looking at the scene on the street.

Xuan Qing's eyes were piercing.

With a sweep of the whisk in his hand, a gust of wind appeared and blew towards the buildings in the small town.

howling wind~
Kacha ~ Kacha!

Sawdust flying.

Foam boxes, bed boards, tire plastic bottles, and everything that can make people float on the water were all blown by the strong wind.

The person who was drowning and struggling, while waving his hands indiscriminately, actually caught the floating object and surfaced.

"Whoo~"

Drowning people breathed fresh air again.

Followed by.

Something even more miraculous happened.

In the turbulent current, small eddies appeared inexplicably, driving the current and bringing the drowning people who were holding on to the floating objects to the shore.

The great terror of life and death.

Seeing the hope, the drowning people burst out with all their strength, successfully escaped from the flood and returned to the shore.

saved!
Lying on the shore, they looked up at the sky, panting heavily.

After calm down.

Invisibly.

Someone seemed to be underwater, and faintly saw a chubby giant, but they only thought it was something like a bed washed by the flood, and didn't take it to heart.

The strong wind blows all the floating rescue creatures, it is Xuan Qing's handwriting, and the vortex behind it rolls the drowning people to the shore, it is the giant tortoise's handwriting.

The reason why the river god giant tortoise was attuned was not only to eliminate the sense of separation, but also partly because of this disaster.

Those who hold salaries should not be allowed to freeze to death!

Those who offer incense for the poor should not let them drown in the flood!
For Xuan Qing.

These tourists were all good people who came to Qingping Temple to offer incense and donated ingots to him, so naturally they couldn't let them die in the flood.

the other side.

On a national road passing through the Qingping Mountains, there is an intersection where you can make a U-turn.

A huge locust tree collapsed sideways in the middle of the road, blocking the road, making it impossible to move forward but to turn around.

Many vehicles coming to Qingping Mountain for incense, or passing the Qingping Mountain National Highway, saw the locust tree lying in the middle of the road, and cursed and scolded them, but in the end they could only turn around obediently.

in the dark.

Huai Qingyun, who was observing all this, couldn't help but read:

"Hmph, these people are really dogs biting Lu Dongbin, they don't know good people, the Taoist is here to save you."

but.

Huai Qingyun also complained a few words, but didn't take it to heart. After all, those who don't know are not to blame, and these people don't know that a mudslide is about to happen ahead.

Waited a while longer.

at last.

Dozens of red fire trucks were driving towards him from a distance.

See this scene.

Huai Qingyun was refreshed.

"The rescue team is here, we can finally go back~"

next moment.

His figure disappeared, and along with him, there was the huge collapsed locust tree lying across the road.

Here.

in the county.

What happened far away in the small town did not affect the life in the city.

beep beep beep
On the congested road, there is an endless flow of vehicles, and the roar of the engine is mixed with the horn car.

A black commercial vehicle was driving towards the Ministry of Commerce in the county seat.

In the car.

Lily is driving the car intently.

In the back row is her boss, Sister Ying, the boss of Liucheng County Traditional Culture Tourism Co., Ltd.!
"Turn off the radio, let me know when I get there, I'll sleep for a while." Yang Ying snorted, exhausted.

"Ok!"

Lily nodded.

Just when she was about to hit the radio's off button.

suddenly.

[A piece of news is urgently interrupted. At [-]:[-] in the morning, a catastrophe occurred in Qingping Town, Liucheng County]

Slightly startled!
Lili then realized that the cold sweat on her body seemed to be breaking out for nothing.

Not just her.

Yang Ying, who was sitting in the back row, also lost sleepiness in an instant.

A series of words, such as flood, rescue, and critical situation, echoed in the ears of the two, and they couldn't help but recall.
If Daoist Xuanqing didn't stop him.

According to the original plan, they were going to Liujia Town to promote today, and they happened to pass by Qingping Town.

After all, Yang Ying has experienced several "miraculous" storms.

She was the first to come to her senses, "Concentrate on driving and remember what I told you, some things are just rotten in your heart."

"Phew~ I know.. Got it."

Lily took a deep breath, the shock in her eyes lingering for a long time.

The time is afternoon.

It has been more than half a day since the flood.

With the efforts of countless firefighters, all the tourists trapped in the flood were rescued one after another.

A large number of reporters and self-media also recorded this scene of united efforts.

however.

When counting the number of casualties, 260 people were injured and zero deaths. This statistical data shocked everyone.

That's right.

Many people were injured, but no one died in this catastrophic flood.

After seeing this situation.

The eyes of some flexible reporters and self-media are already glowing like hungry wolves. As journalists, they are very clear about what this situation means.

Not to mention how shocking the 'zero casualties' data has brought to everyone in the town.

Xuan Qing, who caused this situation, has already returned to the Taoist temple.

forecourt.

Xuan Qing raised his head slightly, looking at the clear sky after the rain.

The aura of catastrophe suspended over Qingping Town began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye after the fire rescue team entered the town.

finally.

All the aura of calamity dissipated!
"Well, it's almost time to come."

The corners of Xuan Qing's mouth raised slightly, and he closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

next moment!
buzz~
A small group of cyan special energy was born out of thin air, constantly revolving around his body.

Yes. Humanity merit!

between fingertips.

The small group of humane virtues in front of him rushed into his body crazily as if inspired by something.

[Di! +101 humanitarian merit, is it exchanged for 6060 ingots? 】

"No exchange!"

Xuan Qing said calmly.

He had no choice when he was poor, but now he can easily obtain ingots, so naturally he won't do something like pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon.

"It's a pity that in the game world, even if it's disaster relief, you can't get humanitarian merit!"

Just when he sighed.

suddenly!

A series of three prompts sounded in my mind.

[Di!Congratulations to the player who has accumulatively obtained 100 points of humanitarian merit and is officially bound to the game login device! 】

[Di!Congratulations to the player for getting the novice gift package*1, which has been sent to the backpack. 】

[Di!Congratulations to the player for successfully opening the game store! 】

? ? ? ?
After the three beeps fell.

buzz~
Xuan Qing felt as if there was an additional icon of a 'game logger' in his mind.

From now on, you can freely log in to the game world with just a thought, without using your mobile phone.

and.

As long as the mind is focused on the icon, you can observe the character situation on the other side of the game world through the icon.

(End of this chapter)