Chapter nine hundred and eighty fifth easy to open
"It's a pity." Xiao Changhe nodded, but then shook his head and said, "Although it turns out that His Majesty Emperor Xiao possesses the art of extreme cold, you are not a member of my sect.
Because, according to legend, the parasol is the treasure left behind by my Demon God, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor.
Therefore, unless you have the demonic energy in my sect.
Moreover, it requires the demonic energy cultivated by high-level techniques and mixed with the cold technique to open it.
Otherwise, it is just an umbrella that can never be opened.
The treasure of the five villages cannot be opened for hundreds of years, and the three villages where Mr. Xiao Zhen belongs also have the treasure "Han Yue".
However, Hanyue only activated 10% of its effects.
Therefore, Mr. Xiao Zhen wants to seize our parasol and use the guidance of the sun’s power in the umbrella to open the ‘cold moon’.
However, the ancestors have ordered that they are not allowed to be borrowed.
In this way, our fifth village and our third village will be more competitive.
However, we are unlucky. Hundreds of years have passed and our ancestors have disappeared.
But Xiao Zhenjun is getting more and more powerful. One is going down, the other is going up, our five villages are declining day by day, while the three villages are getting stronger and stronger.
Moreover, they were both demon kings before, but now, Xiao Zhenjun has been promoted to the demon emperor, and even the clan is a little afraid of them.
For hundreds of years, our five villages have been suppressed by three villages.
I can barely breathe. If this continues, the fifth village will be annexed by the third village sooner or later.
When the time comes, I will smile like a river and feel ashamed of my ancestors."
"So, after the Luo family got the unknown snake scales sent by Haiyun, you started to think about it and wanted to find more. Because the snake scales contain a lot of watery and soft things. Water can overcome hardness, so you want to use it to open
Falling parasol." Xiao Qiyue responded.
"Indeed, I have no choice but to do it." Xiao Changhe's face turned slightly red, "Ruoli, the parasol can't be opened. Even if I go to Wangyue Lake, it won't be of much use."
"Is Wangyue Lake that strong?" Xiao Ruoli asked. This is what Xiao Qiyue wanted to ask.
"Strong, absolutely powerful. For example, if you say that the more powerful Luo family, their strength will definitely not be worse than Sancun.
It would be a disgrace to myself if I passed without a parasol.
Ruoli, although many people in our three villages disagree with your marriage to Luo Jia Beixiong, you are all married after all and have a daughter, Yaya.
Grandpa, I have a heart of stone, but I also share the same blood.
Why do we care about you juniors?" Xiao Changhe sighed.
"Is this why you let me out even though you knew Emperor Xiao couldn't open the parasol?" Xiao Ruoli said.
"Originally it was just a trial, but you thought that my great-grandfather was so hard-hearted that he wanted to have you operated on.
After all, I have heard of Emperor Xiao.
Moreover, it has become so stubborn in just a few years that people are looking forward to it.
I also want to see his strength, and the result is quite satisfactory." Xiao Changhe nodded and greatly praised Xiao Qiyue.
"Can you let me see the parasol?" Xiao Qiyue asked.
"Xiao Huang, please take a look." Xiao Changhe stretched out his hand and an ordinary oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand.
The umbrella was as big as a child's toy. It was definitely an oil-paper umbrella, a prop often used in ancient TV series.
"Can't open it?" Xiao Qiyue asked after taking it.
"It can't be opened! For hundreds of years, we have tried various methods and consulted many senior weapon masters, but they also shook their heads." Xiao Changhe sighed, with a look of disappointment.
"It seems easy." Xiao Qiyue smiled, and as soon as he stretched his hands, a miracle happened, and the umbrella actually opened.
Suddenly, Xiao Changhe opened his mouth so wide that he could definitely stuff a big goose egg into it.
Xiao Ruoli looked at her great-grandfather with an expression on her face that said, "You lied to me."
"I...my...Ruoli, I will never lie to you. It really can't be opened." Xiao Changhe looked so funny that the demon king was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears.
"But His Majesty Xiao Huang opened it without any effort at all." Xiao Ruoli clearly didn't believe it.
"It's evil." Xiao Changhe took the umbrella, but his face turned red from holding it in and he couldn't open it. So he handed it to Ruoli and said, "Try it and see if I lied to you."
Xiao Ruoli tried it after taking it, but it really couldn't be opened.
"Emperor Xiao, as long as you are willing to teach us the art of opening a parasol, you can set whatever conditions you want." Xiao Changhe made a major decision.
"Sorry, I really don't have any skills." Xiao Qiyue shook his head.
"Your Majesty Xiao Huang, you are not a friend enough. After all, Beixiong is also the old master of your six sects, and Ruoli is the princess of our fifth village. We are still relatives, right?" Xiao Changhe
A little annoyed.
"Senior Demon King, I'm not lying to you. I really didn't use any magic. I opened it just like I usually hold an umbrella. Look, have I used my true energy?" Xiao Qiyue took the umbrella again.
, like a home appliance, it opened again.
"What's going on?" Xiao Changhe stared carefully this time, knowing that Xiao Qiyue didn't lie to him.
"I don't know. It seems like this umbrella originally belonged to my family. It opened as soon as I held it up." Xiao Qiyue told the truth, feeling quite shocked.
Do you really have this feeling? Could it be that I am really the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor Wutian?
And this parasol is most likely a low-grade product that Wutian Demon Ancestor has used before. In the hands of the owner, it is too easy to open it.
"Oh...fate, what a fate." Xiao Changhe tried several more times, but still couldn't open it.
He rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed and said, "That's fine, I'll take you to Sancun right away."
We reached another hilltop and entered a winding mountain river.
Xiao Qiyue discovered that the conditions in the third village were much better than those in the fifth village.
Because they have a river up to 200 meters wide here.
And the spirit of demons is constantly emerging from the river water, nourishing the villagers of the three villages.
"What, you want to slap me in the face again?" As soon as Xiao Changhe walked into the village, a sneer like a broken gong came.
"What's the slap in the face?" Xiao Changhe snorted, and secretly sent a message to Xiao Qiyue that he was the Demon Emperor Xiao Zhenjun.
"You didn't say you could open that umbrella, did you?" the broken gong voice laughed.
"That's impossible to say." Xiao Changhe smiled proudly.
"Oh, okay, come to my courtyard." Mr. Xiao Zhen replied with a smile. Soon, he followed Xiao Changhe to a courtyard with several thatched huts and several acres of vegetable fields in front of the house. Vegetables were growing vigorously.
Who would have thought that the feared and dignified Demon King would actually live in a place like this, which is basically a small farmhouse.
However, as soon as Xiao Changhe stopped, hundreds of people came outside.
"Hehehe, I heard that the village chief of the fifth village is coming to perform, so let's all come and watch." A short old man said with a sarcastic look on his face towards Xiaochang Hedao.
"His name is Xiao Sen, the deputy village chief of the third village. My grandfather was often bullied by him when he came here. This man is very strong, and his strength is equal to that of my grandfather." Xiao Ruoli sent a message to Xiao Qiyue.
Xiao Qiyue glanced at him, and sure enough, there were 60 branches of the river. The strength of these three villages could easily crush the five villages.
The strength of Mr. Xiao Zhen is at least as strong as the tenth level of Dajiang River.
The Flying Centipede came back from a circle, and combined with the Demonic Moon Mirror, Xiao Qiyue had roughly figured out some of the situations in these three villages.
The number of people in the third village is about the same as that in the fifth village, probably only a thousand people.
However, there are actually about thirty powerful people in the Dajiang Realm, twice as many as in the Five Villages.
Compared with the so-called Sanjin sects outside, they can completely crush people from a single village.
Xiao Qiyue had to lament that Liufan Country was too weak compared to them. The strong men from the Three Villages could crush Liufan Country to death with only half of their appearance.
Compared with these overlords, the new generation of forces are still far behind.
The Demon Emperor is the Demon Emperor, and as soon as you enter the courtyard, you can feel a terrifying demonic pressure.
Although Lord Laughing is not as majestic and terrifying as what Xiao Qiyue saw in the True Spirit Stone before, this demonic pressure is innate.