Ning Que has vaguely remembered some of the wonderful things that happened yesterday morning, including the encounter that was like an illusion but not a dream when Changjie was unconscious. The power of the cultivators was undoubtedly revealed in the small building by the lake, even if he brought everyone with him
The three knives were no match for each other, and the encounter on the long street was even more dangerous. If Haotian had not blessed him with luck, there was no way he would have survived, let alone such a great opportunity.
He firmly believed that Haotian had his own purpose in bringing him into this world, so he believed that he would not die for no reason. This belief supported him through the most difficult years of his childhood and accompanied him through one after another.
A life and death situation, and in his opinion, the big black umbrella beside Sangsang's pillow... was a gift given to him by Haotian.
The big black umbrella looks very ordinary, and there is nothing special about it except that it is very big.
However, in the dangerous battle yesterday morning, if it hadn't blocked the all-powerful flying sword at the most critical moment, and blocked Yan Suqing's sword finger that had accumulated a lifetime of cultivation, Ning Que would have died long ago.
The process of picking up the big black umbrella was very ordinary, just like how he picked up Sangsang.
Many years ago, Ning Que was walking on the official road with his little baby girl in his arms. He saw that the sky was about to rain, and he happened to see a discarded black umbrella on the side of the road, so he picked it up.
When the little boy's little hand held the thick handle of the big black umbrella, nothing unusual happened in the world. The black clouds did not drop heavy rain, and the Min Mountain in the distance did not shake uneasily, and there were not many black smoke.
Soaring into the sky, a certain golden-armored god came out of the clouds and talked a lot of nonsense.
He was young and didn't know how to be frugal, so he planned to throw away the black umbrella after the rainy season, because he felt that the black umbrella was too dirty and could not be washed clean in the stream, and it was too heavy to carry on his back.
It was really troublesome to hold a baby girl under a black umbrella and have to fight for the food distributed by the government with the barbarian refugees who had moved south due to drought in the grassland.
However, the strange thing is that probably because she slept for too long with the big black umbrella in her arms, Sangsang, who was still a thin baby girl, started crying when she realized that there was no big black umbrella in her arms. No matter how much Ning Que tried to coax her, she couldn't do anything.
Coaxing and even stealing sugar water had no effect, so he had no choice but to pick up the big black umbrella again.
Many encounters in the following years proved that Sangsang's crying and Ning Que's decision were extremely wise. In the process of hunting with the old hunter, and later hunting alone, this ordinary-looking big black umbrella gradually revealed more and more meaning.
There are more and more strange things coming.
The greasy umbrella surface of the big black umbrella is made of who knows what material, but it is not afraid of fire at all, and it is not afraid of being slashed by a sword. With this strange characteristic, the big black umbrella saved Ning Que and Sang Sang.
On several occasions, the young master and servant were able to survive in the dangerous world in the mountains, and this was due to his great contribution.
Ning Que and Sang Sang have been with this big black umbrella for many years, and have long regarded it as a very important partner in life. That's why Sang Sang said that sentence at the gate of Chang'an City that day: "The umbrella is with you, and the umbrella is with you."
The dead perish.”
In addition to not being afraid of fire or being stabbed by knives, the Big Black Umbrella also has many strange features. Ning Que firmly believes in this, but he is not yet capable of discovering it and needs to explore slowly.
The battle yesterday morning was just like the most dangerous battlefields in the past ten years. At the last moment of life and death, he almost instinctively surrendered his life to the big black umbrella behind him. Facts have proved that the big black umbrella did not make him.
He was disappointed, and he also discovered another secret of the Big Black Umbrella.
It can make the flying sword that comes and go without a trace lose all its power, and it can make a swordsman unable to break through even after spending a lifetime of cultivation. This has gone beyond the physical defense characteristics originally displayed by the Dai Hei Umbrella, and has entered the realm of
In another more wonderful realm, Ning Que even vaguely felt that the big black umbrella was very likely to restrain the practitioner's ability!
Being invulnerable to swords and guns, and being invulnerable to water and fire can also be explained by the fact that the umbrella cloth of the black umbrella is made of certain rare materials. However, if his inference is correct, what kind of reason should be used to explain all this?
The big black umbrella lay quietly next to Sangsang's slightly black face. It couldn't speak or move. It was just a lifeless thing. But at this moment, in Ning Que's eyes, the greasy umbrella surface was tightly bound.
But it began to gradually release a mysterious aura. The aura was a bit cold, but upon closer inspection it disappeared in an instant.
Facing mysterious things, human beings will instinctively feel fear. However, after all, this is a spiritual world filled with the vitality of heaven and earth, with many magical legends. Ning Que himself is the party involved in the most mysterious event, plus he has been with this weapon since he was a child.
Accompanying him with the big black umbrella, using it to protect him from the wind and rain, using it as a pillow to sleep on, and using it as a shield to escape from the dead, it has long been an indispensable part of his and Sangsang's life, so no fear can arise from it.
"What on earth are you...?"
Before he recovered from his serious injury, he encountered a surprise and happiness that was enough to make him dizzy. After adding a few glasses of wine, Ning Quekun got up early and fell asleep looking at the big black umbrella. He subconsciously held Sangsang into his arms through the thin sheet.
inside.
With a soft snap, the cattail leaf fan fell to the ground.
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A dim sun hangs over the silent wasteland. The environment is as dim as night is approaching. The surrounding temperature is very low. A piece of the purest and most extreme black spreads from a distance, threatening 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 raise their heads to look at the sky, but looked at Ning Que, their eyes filled with very complicated emotions of expectation, disdain, and doubt.
Ning Que knew that he was dreaming again. It was not the dreams of the sea that he had during meditation, but the continuation of the terrible dream during the journey. Although he knew that he was in a dream, he still felt cold all over, as if the eyes of these people on the wasteland were
, no matter what kind of emotion it contains, there is some subtle hostility hidden in it.
Black gradually invaded the sky above the wasteland, and the pure night covered half of the sky. At this moment, a rumble of thunder came from the wasteland, and it spread throughout the world in an instant.
Many people in the wilderness were knocked to the ground by the roaring thunder, groaning in pain. The expressions on the faces of those who could still stand suddenly turned away, and they looked up at the sky again like lifeless statues to see the sound of thunder.
The place.
The holy light illuminates the entire night sky instantly.
High in the sky, at the brightest center of the holy radiance, there is an extremely huge golden door slowly opening, and a huge golden dragon can be seen faintly protruding its head.
The sound of thunder is the sound of the door opening.