Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Ji Qingzhuo stroked the handle of the umbrella with her fingers, she didn't notice the hesitation in Yu Sukong's mouth.

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

She didn't know where the umbrella came from, but she was careful not to say that Shen Rongyu took it out.

"Qing Zhuo, when you picked this umbrella, did you tell you something?" Yu Sukong said in a helpless tone.

He thought that Shen Rongyu, such a stable disciple, would not have told Ji Qingzhuo about the "umbrella".

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo replied honestly, she would not lie to anyone, if she had information to hide, she would just skip it.

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

"Senior brother Xiaoyu told me that it is not auspicious for a cultivator to use an umbrella as a magic weapon." Ji Qingzhuo said what Shen Rongyu told her yesterday.

"This... is not just unlucky, he probably likes you, so he can't bear to tell you the story about the umbrella." Yu Sukong sighed softly.

It stands to reason that at this time, if you are an ordinary person, you should be very curious about the legend about the "umbrella" in the world of cultivating immortals, but Ji Qingzhuo just doesn't care.

She is not curious about the story of the umbrella, as long as she likes it, it is enough, and knowing the story behind it will only increase her troubles.

So she hugged the umbrella, gently stroked the surface of the umbrella, and said nothing again.

Yu Sukong looked at the pattern on the umbrella surface intently, it was spring sunset flowers, fresh and lovely, and matched Ji Qingzhuo's aura, so it's no wonder she liked it.

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

"Don't be afraid." Ji Qingzhuo said in a low voice, looking at the sea cliff and the blue waves on Yu Sukong's side.

"A long time ago, umbrellas were also a very popular magic weapon in the world of cultivating immortals. After all, before the aura burst out, if it rained, people would hold umbrellas to cover the rain. It should be natural for it to evolve into a magic weapon." Yu Sukong said About the story of "Umbrella", "However, since the desolation, the magic weapon of the umbrella has become synonymous with evil and fear."

"Huangxi once used the blood sacrifice 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 surname. Later, the orthodox sect called it Xuemo because there were too many innocent souls on the umbrella. Umbrella." Yu Sukong said in a slow voice, "After the erosion was suppressed, but after that, no one in the world of cultivating immortals used the umbrella as a magic weapon, and even the umbrella-shaped magic weapon with awe-inspiring righteousness was shelved."

"The blood Moluo umbrella brought too much fear to the world of cultivating immortals. No one could survive the blood rain and covered by the shadow of the red umbrella. Since the desolation, even in the mortal world, there are When it rains, pedestrians would rather travel in the rain than hold an umbrella." Yu Sukong's tone was light, but when he talked about the origin of the Xuemoluo umbrella, his voice trembled a little.

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

But later, Yu Sukong immediately realized that the erosion has been suppressed for hundreds of years. Although his shadow has not yet dissipated, Ji Qingzhuo was still a mortal before worshiping Xuanyunzong. The fear of erosion in the past has 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 auspicious.

It's really unlucky, it's almost...as if you are in the middle of the shadow cast by the umbrella, and you will die in the next moment.

She was a little frightened, with a blank expression, and a little fear in her wide eyes.

"Your umbrella is very beautiful. Since you like it, you can continue to use it." Yu Sukong noticed her frightened expression, and realized that his words might scare Ji Qingzhuo, so he comforted him.

"Hmm..." Ji Qingzhuo responded with the same expression, with his brows slightly raised.

She hugged the umbrella and said softly: "But, it is a magic weapon. What the erosion has done has nothing to do with it. It is still an umbrella that protects against wind and rain."

"Qing Zhuo, 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 suitable magic weapon. If she has a grudge because of the erosion, it will be wrong.

"Qing Zhuo, use it." He told her.

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

"Have you named it yet?" Yu Sukong asked, seeing how precious Ji Qingzhuo was holding it, it seemed that she had already named it.

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

"Umbrella... Umbrella?" Yu Sukong paused, slightly puzzled.

How can it be such a cute name? After all, hundreds of years ago, "umbrella" was still synonymous with fear and death, but when these two words "umbrella" are stacked together, it is a bit naive and naive.

"Umbrella." Ji Qingzhuo put the tip of his tongue on the tip of his teeth, calling out the name in a straight voice.

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

"Tomorrow's magic class assessment has to work harder. It doesn't matter if you win or not. After all, it's a competition. Don't get hurt." Yu Sukong suddenly remembered the original purpose of his contact with Ji Qingzhuo, and confessed. '

"En." Ji Qingzhuo nodded.

Then Yu Sukong cut off the connection with Shui Jing, and Ji Qingzhuo stood where he was, thinking for a long time.

Finally, she picked up the umbrella in her arms and muttered softly: "What does it have to do with you? You are the cutest."

She bowed her head, and kissed firmly on the umbrella, what could the erosion 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 holding the umbrella in front of her body could easily resist many oncoming attacks, because she was hiding behind the umbrella, and even the wind couldn't blow it .

She knew that her magic power was low, so she held the handle of the umbrella with both hands, and tried to cast the double spell of controlling the sky and controlling the flight of the magic weapon.

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

The air defense technique is a basic spell that consumes very little mana. Through the wind control technique, she summons two streams of air, one supports her body, and the other supports the umbrella. Together with the control umbrella, the wind control technique summons The airflow easily blows up the wide umbrella.

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

While trying to fly with an umbrella, Ji Qingzhuo is calculating the best mode for Yukongshu to cooperate with it. The size and direction of the airflow summoned by Yukongshu is also very particular.

Casting two spells at the same time is actually an advanced content of the magic class, but Ji Qingzhuo, who is obviously proficient in calculations, can learn without a teacher. She uses the only resources in her hands to achieve benefits through calculation and derivation of maximization.

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

Ji Qingzhuo changed into a light pink dress today. The skirt is decorated with falling flowers, which echoes the pattern on the umbrella. There seemed to be some smiles on the beautiful cheeks with a light expression.

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

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

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

Ji Qingzhuo landed in front of Shen Rongyu, she closed her umbrella, stood up straight, and responded to him: "Brother Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

Shen Rongyu's eyes flickered slightly, and his fingertips lightly stroked the Buxue Sword at his waist, and he said, "Are you going to feed Youyou?"

Spirit beasts in the world of cultivating immortals are easy to raise, and eating them once a day is enough, so Ji Qingzhuo usually feeds them after class. It's still early today, so why did Shen Rongyu ask her to feed them?

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

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

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo nodded while holding the umbrella, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I can fly with it."

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

She's so... so smart that multiple spells work together, but given her special calculating mind, it's not surprising that she can.

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo opened the umbrella, and flew lightly again, her tail sound raised with joy, "It's great, the umbrella can fly with me."

"En." Shen Rongyu looked at her lightly flying figure, and nodded in response.

"Just now..." Ji Qingzhuo thought for a while, and decided to tell Shen Rongyu about it, "Master Yu is looking for me, Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I know what you meant by 'unlucky' yesterday."

"Are you afraid?" Shen Rongyu asked Ji Qingzhuo, with a cool arc drawn on his thin lips.

"When I first heard it, I was a little scared." Ji Qingzhuo said honestly, "After thinking about it, I'm not afraid anymore."

Shen Rongyu still smiled 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 can practice."

"Brother Xiaoyu isn't going back?" Ji Qingzhuo still felt more comfortable being alone.

"When you loosen the wind, I'll wind it up for you." Shen Rongyu said with a smile.

"Okay...Okay." Ji Qingzhuo stammered, the idea of ​​winding up a clockwork was secretive and interesting, every time she heard it, her cheeks would blush.

When controlling the umbrella, Shen Rongyu occasionally made suggestions. His suggestions made Ji Qingzhuo understand the magic weapon better, and the tips he provided made her use the magic weapon more easily.

Ji Qingzhuo learned all the basic usages of umbrellas after refilling his spirit energy three times in one morning, and most of them were not fighting skills.

She is already very happy to be able to master these.

So, the busy rest day passed, and the next day was the day of the magic class assessment.

When Shen Rongyu came to take Ji Qingzhuo to Baishiya, Ye Duanhong's cave, he wanted Ji Qingzhuo to stand on his snow-burying sword, but Ji Qingzhuo took out his umbrella, and she opened it, facing Shen Rongyu shook.

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

"Even if you can use the air defense technique to assist you, 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, then turned his wrist over under his eyes, exposing the heart of his wrist.

Her skin is fair, and her wrists seem to be shining in the sun.

Ji Qingzhuo asked: "Brother Xiaoyu, is it okay?"

The other words she was embarrassed to say were probably "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I will just fly over like this. If you run out of mana on the way, then add it to me, and I will continue to fly."

Shen Rongyu could understand what she meant, he raised his hand, pressed her wrist with his fingertips, and pushed her hand back to her side.

"Yes." He agreed.

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

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

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

One is holding a sword and the other is holding an umbrella. Both of them have outstanding looks. From a distance, they seem to be a good match.

—But none of the monks who saw Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu were thinking about whether they were compatible or not. Their attention was all on Ji Qingzhuo's umbrella.

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

"Umbrella?" Meng Yaolan was flying while performing the air defense technique. When she heard this word, she immediately raised her head and followed the female disciple's line of sight.

It's really an umbrella, a red umbrella, with fallen flowers on the surface of the umbrella, which is fresh and lovely.

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

"She actually...used an umbrella, which is an ominous sign." The female disciple frowned.

"Before the desertion, umbrellas were just a tool for traveling to shelter from the rain, and many monks also used umbrellas as a magic weapon." Meng Yaolan said softly, "The desertion has been suppressed, what are we afraid of?"

"Sister Meng?" The female disciple knew this truth, 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 looks, but I have to say that the umbrella in her hand is really suitable for her, because those eyes that frightened her were all like the wind in the face, He was stopped by Umbrella.

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

Shen Rongyu, who was guarding her side, naturally also noticed these gazes and discussions. His eyes swept over the monks who were secretly discussing, and there was an icy chill in his eyes, like ice bursting out with determination.

After a lot of difficulty, the tortoise crawling speed with the umbrella combined with the Yukong technique came to Baishiya. The auditorium here was already full of people. Fortunately, Shen Rongyu's seat was reserved for him.

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

The sharpest among them is naturally Ye Duanhong's icy cold eyes, he stared at her with a serious face.

"Elder Ye." Ji Qingzhuo tightly grasped the handle of the umbrella, she greeted politely, then ran to the end of the disciples waiting for examination, trying to use other people's bodies to block herself.

She hid behind the crowd, and there were disciples below who poked their heads to see, until Shen Rongyu who was in the auditorium coughed lightly, and said in a cold voice: "Disciple of Xuanyun Sect, it's not that you have never seen the world, right?"

Hearing his lesson, the disciple who poked his head to see Ji Qingzhuo immediately shrank his head back. The atmosphere was cold and awkward until the elder sitting beside Shen Rongyu smoothed things over: "Rongyu, you know, Ji Qingzhuo How special is the magic weapon in the girl's hand."

"Special enough to look at her like this?" Shen Rongyu's voice was low.

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't hear the discussion in the auditorium for the time being. When she was hiding at the end of the disciples, she bumped into an acquaintance.

Holding the umbrella, she ran in with her head muffled, but accidentally bumped into a person, and only heard the sound of "jingling" silver jewelry.

Ying Xiu called her: "Miss Ji?"

Ji Qingzhuo looked up, only to realize that she had accidentally bumped into someone, and she said anxiously, "Sorry."

"It's nothing." Ying Xiu shook her head, without Qiu Mingxue by her side, she seemed to be unrestrained, and she even spoke more easily and confidently.

When Ji Qingzhuo saw her, he remembered the accident in the examination of the alchemy class. She opened her lips, wanting to ask but felt that she was a little nosy.

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

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

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