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Ji Qingzhuo's fingers stroked the umbrella handle, but she didn't notice the hesitation in Yu Su's words.

"Yes." She replied simply, "Yesterday was the opening day of the Xuanyun Sect. Brother Xiaoyu took me to the market to pick out a magic weapon. There are many magic weapons, but none of them are suitable for me. In the end, I can only use this umbrella. use."

She didn't know where the umbrella came from, but she still cautiously didn't say that Shen Rongyu took it out.

"Qingzhuo, did you tell you something when you picked this umbrella?" Yu Sukong's tone was a little helpless.

He thought that Shen Rongyu, such a steady disciple, should have told Ji Qingzhuo about the "umbrella".

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo answered honestly, she would never lie to anyone, and if she had any information to hide, she would just ignore it.

Hearing this, Yu Sukong breathed a sigh of relief, and he said that Shen Rongyu was stable and intelligent, and it was impossible not to remind Ji Qingzhuo.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu told me that it is not very lucky for a practitioner to use an umbrella as a magic weapon." Ji Qingzhuo explained what Shen Rongyu told her yesterday.

"This... it's more than unlucky, he should see that you like it, so he can't bear to tell you the story about the umbrella." Yu Sukong sighed softly.

Logically, at this time, ordinary people would be very curious about the legend of the "umbrella" in the world of immortality, but Ji Qingzhuo just didn't care.

She is not curious about the story of the umbrella, as long as she likes it, it is enough to know the story behind it, which will only add to the troubles.

So she held the umbrella, gently stroked the umbrella, and didn't speak again.

Yu Sukong stared at the pattern on the umbrella. It was a spring sunset flower, fresh and cute, and it matched Ji Qingzhuo's breath, so it was no wonder she liked it.

"This umbrella..." Yu Sukong was silent for a moment, and finally said to Ji Qingzhuo, "If I say it, don't be afraid. If I don't say it, you will know the story about it in the discussions of others tomorrow."

"Don't be afraid." Ji Qingzhuo whispered looking at the sea cliff and blue waves over Yu Sukong.

"A long time ago, umbrellas were also a very popular magic weapon in the world of immortal cultivation. After all, before the aura erupted, if there was rain, people would have to hold umbrellas to cover the rain. It is natural for it to evolve into a magic weapon." Yu Sukong said: Regarding the story of "Umbrella", "However, since the devastation, the magic weapon of the umbrella has become synonymous with evil and fear."

"Huang Eclipse once used the blood of living people to refine the most evil and powerful magic weapon in the world. It was shaped like an umbrella and had no name and no surname. Later, the Zhengdao Sect called it Xuemo because of the many innocent souls on its umbrella. Luo Umbrella." Yu Sukong said in a slow voice, "After that, the devastation was suppressed, but after that, no one used an umbrella as a magic weapon in the Xiuxian world, and even the umbrella-shaped magic weapon with a mighty righteousness was shelved."

"The fear brought by the Xue Mo Luo umbrella to the world of immortals is too great. No one can survive where the rain of blood falls and is covered by the shadow of the red umbrella. Since the desolation, even in the mortal world, there is a When it rains, pedestrians would rather go out in the rain than hold an umbrella." Yu Sukong's tone was light, but when he talked about the origin of the Xuemoruo umbrella, his voice trembled a little.

This is almost the shadow of the entire world of immortality, and when he saw that Ji Qingzhuo actually used an umbrella as a magic weapon, he was also shocked.

But later, Yu Sukong immediately reacted. It has been hundreds of years since the desolation was suppressed. Although his shadow has not yet dissipated, Ji Qingzhuo was still a mortal before he worshipped the Xuanyun Sect. When she was born, perhaps a mortal Fears of devastation have dissipated.

After Ji Qingzhuo heard Yu Sukong's words, she finally understood what Shen Rongyu meant by "using an umbrella as a magic weapon" is not very auspicious.

It's really not very auspicious, it's just... as if it is in the middle of the shadow cast by the umbrella, and it will die in the next moment.

She was a little frightened, her expression was stunned, and her wide eyes were filled with a hint of fear.

"Your umbrella is beautiful. If you like it, keep using it." Yu Sukong noticed her frightened expression and realized that his words might have scared Ji Qingzhuo, so he comforted him.

"Well..." Ji Qingzhuo responded, his expression still the same, his eyebrows raised slightly.

She held the umbrella and said softly, "But, it is a magic weapon. It has nothing to do with what the eroded erosion does. It is still an umbrella that shields the wind and rain."

"Qingzhuo, it's great if you think so." Yu Sukong regretted telling Ji Qingzhuo about it.

Her cultivation base is low, and it is not easy to meet a matching magic weapon. If she has a grudge because of the devastation, it will be inappropriate.

"Qingzhuo, use it," he said to her.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo quickly dispelled the haze just now, and she nodded.

"Did you name it?" Yu Sukong asked, looking at Ji Qingzhuo holding it so preciously, it seemed that she had named it a long time ago.

"It's called Umbrella." Ji Qingzhuo replied.

"Umbrella...umbrella?" Yu Sukong's words paused, slightly puzzled.

How could it be such a cute name? After all, hundreds of years ago, "umbrella" was still synonymous with fear and death, but the overlapping of these two "umbrella" characters is a bit more childish and naive.

"Umbrella and umbrella." Ji Qingzhuo's tongue touched the end of his teeth, and he called out this title in a eloquent manner.

"Very good." Yu Sukong commented, the erosion has been suppressed for many years, and the haze he brought should also dissipate. Maybe they shouldn't be so taboo about umbrellas.

"Tomorrow's magic class assessment will have to work harder. It doesn't matter if you win or not. After all, it's a competition, so don't get hurt." Yu Sukong suddenly remembered the original purpose of contacting Ji Qingzhuo and explained. ’

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo nodded.

Then Yu Sukong cut off Shuijing's connection, and Ji Qingzhuo stood there and thought for a long time.

In the end, she picked up the umbrella in her arms and whispered, "What does it have to do with you? You are the cutest."

She bowed her head and kissed the umbrella firmly. What could the wasteland have to do with her magic weapon?

After Ji Qingzhuo thought about it, she continued to practice how to use the magic weapon. She found that with the umbrella in front of her, she could easily resist many oncoming attacks, because she hid behind the umbrella and couldn't even blow the wind. .

She knew that her mana was low, so she held the umbrella handle in both hands and tried to cast the dual spell of air control and controlling the flight of the magic weapon.

Yu makes the magic weapon fly, with faster speed and more control of the direction, but it consumes more mana.

Royal Air Technique is a basic spell, and the mana cost is very low. She summoned two air currents through Yu Wind Technique, one supported her body and the other supported the umbrella surface, and then cooperated with the control umbrella, Yu Wind Technique summoned The airflow blows the wide umbrella surface easily.

In this way, she can fly with less mana. Ji Qingzhuo felt that her body was lightly flying into the sky, and the yard under her feet gradually shrunk to the size of a toy model. The head is drinking water.

Ji Qingzhuo was trying to fly with an umbrella while calculating the best mode for the air force to work with. The size and direction of the air flow summoned by the air force were also very particular.

Casting two spells at the same time is actually the high-level content of the spell class, but Ji Qingzhuo, who is obviously proficient in calculation, can learn without a teacher. She uses the only resources in her hand to achieve benefits through calculation and derivation maximization.

Therefore, when Shen Rongyu came over, she saw Ji Qingzhuo holding an umbrella and flying happily in the air. She had been flying for so long, and she only consumed a little mana.

Ji Qingzhuo changed into a pale pink dress today. The skirt was decorated with falling flowers, which echoed the pattern on the umbrella. She was holding the umbrella and riding the wind. There seemed to be a little smile on her beautiful cheeks, which had a faint expression.

Shen Rongyu stood at the gate of the courtyard, raised her eyes and called Ji Qingzhuo: "Zhuzhuo."

Ji Qingzhuo heard Shen Rongyu's familiar voice, and quickly adjusted the direction of the airflow, and it slowly fell. Her skirt swayed into a beautiful flower in the air, against the bright autumn sky, and the whole person seemed to be shining.

Even though she has a pretty face, she has to admit that she is an unobtrusive person. When she slightly lowered her eyes, she seemed to be isolated from the outside world.

Ji Qingzhuo landed in front of Shen Rongyu, she put away her umbrella, stood up straight, and answered him, "Brother Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

Shen Rongyu's eyes flickered slightly, and his fingertips rubbed lightly on the Snow Buried Sword at his waist. He said, "Are you going to feed again?"

The spirit beasts in the immortal world are easy to raise, and they only need to eat once a day, so Ji Qingzhuo usually feeds them after class.

"Afternoon." Ji Qingzhuo wanted to continue practicing the use of umbrellas, so she said to Shen Rongyu.

Shen Rongyu stared at her: "Have you been practicing so early?"

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo held the umbrella and nodded, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I will use it to fly."

"In conjunction with the Royal Air Technique?" Shen Rongyu discovered Ji Qingzhuo's special skills in using spells as soon as he arrived.

She's so...so smart that many different spells can be used together, but considering her special computational mind, it's not surprising that she can.

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo opened the umbrella and flew lightly again. Her tail was raised with excitement, "It's good, the umbrella can fly with me."

"Yeah." Shen Rongyu nodded as she looked at her lightly flying figure.

"Just now..." Ji Qingzhuo thought about it and decided to tell Shen Rongyu about it, "Master Yu has come to me, Brother Xiaoyu, I know what you meant by 'unlucky' yesterday."

"Are you afraid?" Shen Rongyu opened her mouth, and her thin lips drew a cool arc, he asked Ji Qingzhuo.

"I was a little scared when I first heard it." Ji Qingzhuo told the truth, "After thinking about it, I'm not scared anymore."

Shen Rongyu still laughed in a low voice, his laughter was very low and restrained, and he couldn't hear much joy.

Sitting in the small pavilion in Ji Qingzhuo's courtyard, he said to her, "You practice."

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu won't you go back?" Ji Qingzhuo still felt more comfortable alone.

"When your clockwork loosens, I'll wind it up for you." Shen Rongyu said with a smile.

"Okay...Okay." Ji Qingzhuo stammered in reply, the saying of winding a clockwork was secret and interesting, and every time she heard it, her cheeks blushed.

When she was using the umbrella, Shen Rongyu occasionally made suggestions. His suggestions made Ji Qingzhuo know more about the magic weapon, and the tips he provided made her use the magic weapon more handy.

In the morning, Ji Qingzhuo had to recharge his aura three times before he learned all the basic usage of umbrellas, and most of them were not combat skills.

She is very happy to be able to master these.

So, the busy rest day has passed, and the next day is the day of the spell class assessment.

When Shen Rongyu came to bring Ji Qingzhuo to Baishiya, Ye Duanhong's cave, he originally wanted Ji Qingzhuo to stand on his Snow Burying Sword, but Ji Qingzhuo took out her umbrella, she opened it, facing the Shen Rongyu shook.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I want to fly over by myself." Ji Qingzhuo whispered his suggestion.

"Even if you can use Yu Kongshu to assist, but your mana is not enough to fly to the White Rock Cliff." Shen Rongyu reminded her.

Ji Qingzhuo carefully stretched out his hand, raised it in front of Shen Rongyu, and then turned his wrist under his eyes, revealing the heart of his wrist.

Her skin was fair, and her wrists seemed to glow in the sun.

Ji Qingzhuo asked, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, is it alright?"

The other words she was embarrassed to say were probably "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I'll just fly over there. If I run out of mana on the road, add it to me and I'll continue to fly."

Shen Rongyu could understand what she meant, he raised his hand, pressed the palm of his finger against her wrist, and pressed her hand back to her side.

"Okay." He agreed.

As soon as Ji Qingzhuo heard these two words, she immediately drove her umbrella out. She was not flying very fast. In order to keep the same speed as her, the buried snow under her feet began to vibrate and protest.

Burial Snow can fly as fast as it wants, but slowing it down is really difficult for a strong sword.

Shen Rongyu directly ignored Bury Xue's protest, just controlled it, and continued to follow Ji Qingzhuo not far or near.

One Yujian and the other holding an umbrella, both of them have outstanding looks, and from a distance, they seem to be a good match.

——But when they saw Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu's cultivators, none of them were thinking about whether they were a good match or not, and they all focused on Ji Qingzhuo's umbrella.

"Sister Meng, look—" A female disciple who knew Meng Yaolan tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Is the person holding the umbrella Ji Qingzhuo?"

"Umbrella?" Meng Yaolan was flying in the air, and when she heard the word, she immediately raised her head and followed the female disciple's line of sight.

It's really an umbrella, a red umbrella, with falling flowers on the umbrella, but it's fresh and cute.

Meng Yaolan was slightly startled, she opened her lips and said in a low voice, "She is very brave."

"She actually... uses an umbrella, this is an ominous symbol." The female disciple frowned.

"Before the desolation, the umbrella was only a tool to cover the rain, and many monks also used umbrellas as a magic weapon." Meng Yaolan said softly, "The desolation has been suppressed, what are we afraid of?"

"Sister Meng?" The female disciple knew this, but she was just afraid...

"Perhaps her attitude is correct." Meng Yaolan said so, and flew towards Baishiya.

Along the way, the umbrella in Ji Qingzhuo's hand attracted a lot of strange eyes, but have to say that the umbrella in her hand was really suitable for her, because those eyes that scared her were all like the oncoming wind. Stopped by an umbrella.

Ji Qingzhuo hid in the small shadow under the umbrella, as if she had her own little world, and she was very satisfied.

Shen Rongyu, who was standing beside her, naturally noticed these gazes and discussions. His gaze swept across the monks who were secretly discussing, and there was an icy chill in the bottom of his eyes, like ice bursting with determination.

Finally, with the help of the umbrella and the speed of the tortoise's climbing speed, he came to Baishiya. The auditorium here was already full of people, but fortunately, Shen Rongyu's position was reserved for him.

Shen Rongyu and Ji Qingzhuo separated, he sat in the auditorium, Ji Qingzhuo fell to the ground, and closed his umbrella, only then did he notice many focused eyes.

The sharpest among them was naturally Ye Duanhong's icy gaze. He stared at her with a solemn expression on his face.

"Elder Ye." Ji Qingzhuo's hand clung to the umbrella handle, she greeted politely, and ran to the end of the disciple to be assessed, trying to block herself with someone else's body.

She hid behind the crowd, and there were disciples below who poked their heads and wanted to see, until Shen Rongyu, who was in the audience, coughed softly and said coldly, "Disciple of Xuanyun Sect, you haven't seen the world like this, right?"

Hearing his lesson, the disciple who wanted to see Ji Qingzhuo immediately shrank his head back, the atmosphere at this time was cold and awkward, until the elder sitting next to Shen Rongyu rounded up: "Rong Yu, you know, Ji How special is the magic weapon in the girl's hand."

"So special to look at her with such eyes?" Shen Rongyu's voice was low.

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't hear the discussions in the audience for the time being. When she was hiding at the end of her disciple, she bumped into an acquaintance.

Holding the umbrella, she ran in with her head sullen, but accidentally bumped into someone, and only heard the sound of "ding ding ding" silver jewelry colliding.

Yingxiu called her: "Miss Ji?"

Ji Qingzhuo raised her head, only to find that she accidentally bumped into someone, she said nervously, "I'm sorry."

"Nothing." Yingxiu shook her head. Without Qiu Mingxue by her side, she seemed to be free from restraint, and she felt much more relaxed and confident even when speaking.

When Ji Qingzhuo saw her, she remembered the accident in the medicine refining class assessment. She opened her lips and wanted to ask, but she felt that she was a little nosy.

Fortunately, Yingxiu saw her question: "Are you asking about the princess? She was injured by a mandrill and is recovering, so she can only be absent."

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo said, she didn't speak any more.

After a while, Ye Duanhong's icy voice came: "Okay, now that you're all here, you can come and draw your opponents."