Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 245: Raising an Umbrella
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 245: Umbrella
Sangsang is a little maid.
Sangsang is not an ordinary little maid.
She has an amazing memory. From the beginning of her numerology, she can easily remember all the numbers she has seen. This can be witnessed by the military and civilians in Weicheng.
She is very smart, and this can be proved by Chen Pipi who walked out of Lao Bizhai several times. Chen Pipi is a genius who has been jointly certified by Haotian Dao Sect and Chang'an Academy.
The reason why Sangsang often seems a little clumsy or even dull is not that her mind is really not easy to use. In Ning Que's words, she is just a little lazy and too lazy to think about many things.
Ning Que knows the special features of Sangsang than anyone in this world, such as her intelligence and her unique abilities. However, in the past ten years, he has not thought or touched.
These unique aspects of Sangsang.
This is his choice in his instinct.
Because he couldn't figure it out, he picked up a little baby girl in the pile of corpses by the deserted fields road in Hebei County, but there seemed to be some secrets hidden on the little baby girl, and he was a little scared.
It was not until the great priest of Light escaped from Xiling, came to Chang'an City, and accepted Sangsang as his disciple. Sangsang became the best candidate for a great priest of Light of Light, Ning Que realized that this was the imprint of fate on Sangsang.
Traces, this is the opportunity for that little baby girl back then.
Destiny and secrets have appeared before us, so we are no longer afraid, and can only admit and accept it. In the past six months, Ning Que no longer avoids it, but begins to cultivate and train or discover Sangsang's potential in practice.
Today is the thunderstorm on the banks of Yanming Lake.
Sangsang stood by the cliff at the top of the peak, holding a big black umbrella, and said that he felt everything.
Two years ago, during his journey from Weicheng to Chang'an City, the old man Lu Qingchen once told Ning Que that when a practitioner first realized, the range of heaven and earth energy that he could feel represents the qualifications of the practitioner, and even predicts him in the future.
Can you reach the point where you can practice?
Some practitioners can feel a pond, while others can feel a lake. As powerful as the sword saint Liu Bai, when he realized the truth, he felt a big river.
Ning Que felt a warm ocean, but he never told anyone about this, because even he himself did not believe that his potential for cultivation would be stronger than that of the sword saint Liu Bai. In fact, he practiced later.
All the stories along the way prove that his feelings seem to be somewhat deviant. (")
Sangsang said that he had sensed everything at this time, which did not mean that she was stronger than Liu Bai, but that it meant something else. Only Ning Que and her two people understood the meaning.
"You're trying this?"
Sangsang handed him the big black umbrella.
Ning Que took the big black umbrella, and the rain was everywhere between his palm and the handle.
The power of thought slowly released the sea of consciousness, crossed into the handle of the big black umbrella through his palm, and then quietly covered the oil-filled umbrella surface, passed through the magnificent rain, and spread towards Yanming Lake under the cliff.
And go.
Ning Que also felt a lot.
He felt the lake that was jumping uneasy as boiling water as hit by the heavy rain. He felt the lotus leaves that were slamming in the lotus fields, he felt the frog that was extremely frightened under the lotus leaves. He felt the frog that was extremely frightened under the lotus leaves. He felt the
The small stone-like iron cans deep in the lake.
Ning Que looked up at the sky, the black umbrella leaned back, and the heavy rain immediately wet his body.
The dark clouds rolled and squeezed in the sky, and the black clouds were still dark clouds after it. Countless rain poured down from the layers of black clouds, looking like countless old black snakes biting wildly.
Suddenly, a very thick and straight lightning flash passed through the entire sky from the northwest over Chang'an City without any warning, instantly tore the uneasy rain clouds.
The thunder came soon and exploded over Yanming Lake.
boom!
I don’t know if it was the power of lightning or something else happened, but the water in Yanming Lake suddenly fluctuated, splashing everywhere, and the lotus branches swayed violently, as if they would break at any time.
Ning Que lowered his head and looked at the water surging like a fountain on the lake surface. Looking at the waves and broken branches gradually dissipating towards the lakeshore, he suddenly said, "Yes."
Sangsang wiped the rain on his face and said nothing.
After the terrifying lightning, the sky seemed to have officially begun to get angry. Lightning flashes followed one by one, illuminating Chang'an City, which was originally pressed by the black clouds, shone out from time to time, and the dull thunder did not stop at all, bursting continuously.
The sound does not give the people in the city a chance to breathe.
Amid the violent thunder, Ning Que held a black umbrella and looked at the north shore of Yanming Lake, saying something, but because the thunder was too loud and the heavy rain was too fierce, only he could hear it.
He pointed to the courtyard on the north shore and said, "Start from the courtyard. The temple."
He pointed to the uneasy lake and said, "Continue in the lake."
Then he looked at Sangsang, then at Yanming Mountain Peak under his feet, and said, "End here."
Sangsang took the big black umbrella from him and said, "You can't let him go up the mountain."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "I try my best to do it. If there is still no way to kill him in the lake and not let him go up the mountain, then I will go down the mountain."
Sangsang said, "What should I do if you go down the mountain?"
Ning Que said, "You are watching me on the mountain."
Sangsang said, "I can help you."
"You can definitely help me, but that was before I went down the mountain, and I believe that there will definitely be a lot of people coming to see you that day, such as the second senior brother, so you are safe."
After Ning Que said this, he walked towards the mountain.
The heavy rain in midsummer came roughly and suddenly, and the journey was clean and neat, without any reluctance. When Ning Que and Sangsang walked to the lake at the foot of the mountain, the rain stopped.
The rain stops and the boat returns.
Ning Que picked up the boat with one hand and tilted off the rainwater accumulated in the cabin.
The boat roams again on the calm Yanming Lake.
After a heavy rain, the air on the lake became extremely clean and fresh, and the summer heat was swept away. The lake breeze was filled with the slightly sweet smell of broken green branches.
The boat sailed into a corner of the lotus field.
Here the lotus branches are broken, the lotus flowers are broken, and the lake water is turbid, which looks very miserable.
No matter how powerful the lightning in the sky is, it is impossible to create such a picture.
On the weak and broken lotus leaves on the lake water, you can vaguely see traces of iron slag.
Ning Que looked at the broken lotus branches in the lake and said with a smile: "There are the broken lotus left... Listen to the thunder."
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Tuyang City is located in the northeastern border of the Tang Dynasty, along with Min Mountains and near the wasteland. Even in midsummer, it is extremely cool. After the rain begins, thunder can rarely be heard.
The rain is getting more and more, which does not mean that it can be dug lakes and plant lotus in luxury like in the south. There are only lotus ponds in Tuyang City. Only a few people have seen the residual lotus, so naturally there will not be too many in this border town.
People will sigh at the remains of the lotus like poets and scholars.
However, when the people in Tuyang City saw the remnants of the Tang cavalry in the meadow outside the city, they had to be shocked and sighed, and even shocked to the point of being speechless.
For many years, the Tang army has basically never suffered any losses. The northeastern border army commanded by General Xiahou has never been defeated. Why is the cavalry outside the city a remnant army?
Actually, this is just a not-so-excellent misunderstanding.
The Tang cavalry on the meadow outside Tuyang City did not defeat the war on the wasteland, but they traveled thousands of miles, their armor was stained with ashes, and their horses were tired. The most important thing was that everyone's faces were filled with numb expressions.
The team was filled with an atmosphere of decline, so it was mistaken for the remnants of the army.
The reason why the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were numb was the deserted man in the mountains and forests not far away.
The man's leather robe was already broken, with blood mixed with dust, applied to clothes he stole from somewhere. He looked extremely tired and might even fall down at any time.
It was such a seriously injured man who followed the Tang Dynasty cavalry from the depths of the wasteland and came to outside Tuyang City without falling down.
The Tang cavalry looked at the man in the distance, with a numb expression and even a sense of awe in their eyes.
In the past few days, the man has always followed the Tang cavalry and was always ready to rush to the camp to assassinate General Xiahou. He tried seventeen times, failed seventeen times, but he persisted.
It was not that the Tang cavalry did not want to kill that man, but that man used his strength and perseverance to prove that he was difficult to be killed, especially when the Tang people did not want to pay the price of being burned.
Sniper and counter-sniper, violent attacks and siege, continued to happen during this long journey, and then ended silently, the man could not kill General Xiahou.
Xiahou and his invincible cavalry could not kill that man either.
There were too many times, and all the Tang cavalry, even those most proud generals, were a little numb when facing the powerful man who was already like a beggar.
The sound of horse hooves came, and the cavalry guarded the cavalry to separate the road.
Xiahou galloped over and looked at Tang on the meadow in the distance, with no emotion on his face.
In the past few days, the Tang cavalry tried every means to lure and kill this powerful Demon Sect. They almost succeeded several times, but were eventually escaped by the other party. Tang also had several chances to get closer successfully.
Xiahou forced Xiahou to fight fiercely with him.
Xiahou was not fighting alone, he had countless cavalry as guards, so in this continuous battle, Tang was at an absolute disadvantage.
Tang has been seriously injured now and has no demeanor of a powerful man in the Demon Sect at all. He is more like a poor beggar. However, Tang is not dead, so Tang still insists on killing him.
Xiahou was also seriously injured. The armor made of the academy was finally officially destroyed the day before yesterday under the invasion of the strange blood-colored giant sword in Tang's hand.
"Behind me is Tuyang City."
Xiahou looked at Tang on the meadow in the distance and said indifferently: "You have no chance."
Tang said: "I said you are old."
Xiahou said: "I have also said that old age and weak body means nothing to you and me."
Tang said: "The problem is that your heart is old. From the moment you decide to retire, you are really old. Old is weak. If Tuyang City is hundreds of miles away, you will definitely die in my hands.
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Xiahou was silent and found that what the other party said was right.
"But I own Tuyang City, I have countless iron cavalry who are loyal to me."
Xiahou said, "And you have only one person."
Tang said: "If you could have understood that fighting was a person's business in the end, or you would not have made so many mistakes and would not have been as old as you are now."
In midsummer, grass grows and eagles fly.
There were countless wounds on Tang's body, and blood was still flowing down on the grass and began to burn.
Xiahou blocked his lips with his fist and began to cough, and blood overflowed from his fingers, like an injured eagle on the rock wall.
Eagles are usually called eagles.
But eagles can grow old, but people can't grow old.