Chapter 117 The Story of the Big Black Umbrella in the Early Morning

Ning Que has already vaguely remembered the wonderful things that happened yesterday morning, including the experience of being unconscious in the long street, which was like a illusion but not a dream. The power of the cultivator is undoubtedly revealed in the small building by the lake. Even if he brought three swords together, he would not be the opponent. As for the encounter on the long street, it would be even more dangerous. If Haotian had not given him luck, he would not have been able to live at all. It is even less likely to have such a great opportunity.

He firmly believed that Haotian had his own intention to let him come to this world, so he believed that he would not die for no reason. This belief supported him through the most difficult years of childhood and accompanied him through a series of hardships. At a critical moment of life and death, and in his opinion, the big black umbrella beside Sangsang's pillow... was a gift from Haotian.

The big black umbrella looks ordinary, and there is no strangeness except that it is very big.

However, in the dangerous battle yesterday morning, if it hadn't blocked the unsuccessful flying sword at the most critical moment and blocked Yan Suqing's sword finger that had gathered his lifelong cultivation, Ning Que would have died long ago.

The process of picking up the big black umbrella is very ordinary, just like he picked up Sangsang.

Many years ago, Ning Que walked on the official road with a baby girl in his arms. Seeing that it seemed like it was going to rain, he happened to see a black umbrella thrown away by the road, so he picked it up.

When the little boy's little hand held the thick handle of the big black umbrella, nothing strange happened in this world. The black clouds did not rain heavily, and the Minshan Mountains were not shaking and restless, and there were not many black smoke. As it soared into the sky, a certain golden armored man broke through the clouds and came out of Balabala and said a lot of nonsense.

He was young and didn't know how to be frugal, so he was about to throw away the black umbrella after that rainy season because he felt that the black umbrella was too dirty and could not be washed clean no matter how hard he washed it in the stream, and it was too heavy. It is really troublesome to hold a baby girl in a black umbrella and to grab the food distributed by the government with the barbarian refugees who were affected by drought on the grassland.

However, it is amazing that it was probably because she slept with a big black umbrella for too long, and Sangsang, who was still a thin baby girl, started crying after finding out that there was no big black umbrella in her arms. No matter how Ning Que coaxed her, there was no way to coax her. He coaxed, and even the stolen sugar water was useless, so he had to pick up the big black umbrella again helplessly.

Many experiences in the following years proved that Sangsang's crying and Ning Que's decision were extremely wise. As the old hunters hunted and later hunted alone, this big black umbrella that looked very ordinary gradually revealed itself. More and more strange things.

I don't know what material the greasy umbrella surface is made of, but I am not afraid of fire or sword stabbing. With this strange characteristic, the umbrella rescued Ning Que and Sangsang. Several times, the young master and servant were able to survive in the steep mountains and dangerous world, and it had too much credit for it.

Ning Que has been with Sangsang and this big black umbrella for many years and has long regarded it as an extremely important partner in life. Therefore, Sangsang said that day at the gate of Chang'an City: "The umbrella is there, the person is there, the umbrella is there. Dead people died."

In addition to not being afraid of fire and not being afraid of sword slashing and stabbing, the big black umbrella has many strange features. Ning Que is very convinced of this, but he does not have the ability to discover it yet and needs to explore it slowly.

The battle yesterday morning was like the most dangerous battlefields in the past decade. At the last moment of life and death, he almost instinctively handed over his life to the big black umbrella behind him. The facts proved that the big black umbrella had no order. He was disappointed, and he also discovered another secret of the Big Black Umbrella.

It can make the flying sword that is coming and going without a trace lose all its power, and it can make a sword master unable to break through even if he condenses his life's cultivation. This has exceeded the physical defense characteristics originally displayed by the Big Black Umbrella, and entered In another even more wonderful state, Ning Que even vaguely felt that the big black umbrella was very likely to restrain the practitioner's abilities!

It can be worse than swords and guns, and can be inseparable from water and fire. It can also be explained that the umbrella cloth of a black umbrella is made of certain rare materials. However, if his inference is correct, what reason should be used to explain all this?

The big black umbrella lies quietly beside Sangsang's slightly dark face. It can't speak or move. It is just a lifeless dead object. But at this time, in Ning Que's eyes, the greasy umbrella surface tightly bound. But he began to gradually release a mysterious aura. The aura was a little cold, but when he looked carefully, he disappeared in an instant.

In the face of mysterious things, humans will feel fear in their instincts. However, this is a world of cultivation filled with the vitality of heaven and earth and with many magical legends. Ning Que himself is the party involved in the most mysterious event, and he has been with this since childhood. A big black umbrella accompanied him, using it to shelter from the wind and rain, using it as a pillow to sleep, and using it to escape from life as a shield, has long become an indispensable part of his and Sangsang's life, so where can he feel fear?

"What is you...they are you?"

He was still in a serious injury and was surprised and happy enough to be dizzy. After adding a few glasses of wine, Ning Que got up early. He looked at the big black umbrella and fell asleep. He subconsciously hugged Sangsang in his arms through the thin sheet. inside.

With a light bang, the palm-leaf fan fell to the ground.

A dim sun hangs above the quiet wasteland, the environment is as dark as night is coming, the temperature around is very low, and a purest and most extreme black spreads from a distance, and it is about to occupy the entire world.

The silence of the wasteland does not mean that there are no people. There are many people here, all kinds of people. These people did not look up at the sky, but looked at Ning Que, with their eyes full of expectation, disdain and doubt.

Ning Que knew that he was dreaming again. It was not the dreams of the sea that I had during meditation, but the continuation of the terrible dream during the journey. Although he knew that he was in the dream, he still felt cold all over, as if the eyes of these people on the wasteland, no matter what emotions they had, Hidden is a subtle hostility.

The black gradually invaded the sky above the wasteland, and the pure night covered half of the sky. At this moment, a thunder roar came from the wasteland, spreading throughout the world in an instant.

Many people on the wasteland were knocked to the ground by the roaring thunder, moaning in pain. The expressions on the faces of people who could still stand suddenly disappeared, and they looked up again like a lifeless statue to see the sky, and to see the place where the thunder sounded.

The holy light illuminates the entire night sky in an instant.

Above the lofty sky, in the most central and brightest position of the holy and brilliance, an extremely huge golden door slowly opened, and a huge golden dragon could be seen poking out of the dragon's head indifferently.

The sound of thunder is the sound of opening the door.

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