C137 The one behind the mighty

Rong Hua did not waste time speaking and immediately demonstrated it again. Long Zhuiyun immediately became excited and started to practice, but he did not have Ye Qingtian's talent, so he tried over ten times before finally firing an air bomb. However, he did not manage to control his strength well enough to blast a huge hole in the wall.

However, Long Zhuiyun was very excited: "Boss, this is great, I never thought that magic can be used this way." It had to be known that magic could be recovered. Even if one didn't take any medicine, their body's regenerative ability could make up for that, so this was simply an unlimited killing tool.

Rong Hua smiled slightly, "The medicine I gave you guys can definitely heal your injuries, so learning this move is equivalent to killing countless people."

Long Zhuiyun nodded: "That's right, why didn't I think of such a move before? Boss, what else do you know? "

Rong Hua laughed: "Is that counted?" Flames sprung from her palms, and soon the flame was a fireball in the air. Then the fireball turned into a firebird and flew out of the hole in the wall.

"Wah ?" It's too extravagant. How did boss do it? " Long Zhuiyun's eyes lit up with stars.

Rong Hua said: "Could it be? Just use your magic to pinch it. "

"Boss, pinch another one for me to see!" Long Zhuiyun looked at Rong Hua excitedly.

However, Ye Qingtian's expression turned cold, and he immediately threw Long Zhuiyun out: "She needs to rest!"

Long Zhuiyun crawled up in a sorry state. Although he really wanted to see that Fire Bird again, his boss' health was the most important. Thus, he grinned: "Boss, rest well."

The crowd immediately dispersed, no one dared to provoke Ye Qingtian, they had all gone to ponder about air bullets.

Rong Hua laughed: "You scared them so much."

However, Ye Qingtian frowned, and asked worriedly: "How strong is that person?"

Rong Hua was silent for a moment, and then said: "I don't know, it's just that after looking at him for a bit, I feel extremely nervous and nervous. I am sure that this person is the creator of all the living dead."

Ye Qingtian nodded his head: "Don't think too much into it, rest well."

Rong Hua shook his head: "I'm fine, just a small injury. You must know that the battles ahead are all small fries.

Ye Qingtian nodded his head: "I know, but why do you insist on wading in this muddy water?"

Rong Hua knew that he could not hide it from Ye Qingtian, so he said: "Firstly, there is infectivity in the living dead. Second... I really care where Feng Qilin's and Feng Jinxiu's souls go.

Feng Jinxiu absorbed the phoenix fire but she did not use it before she died. I feel that the one who died was not the real Feng Jinxiu. "

Ye Qingtian was silent for a moment: "If ? What if we can't control the expansion of the living dead? " He was a little worried that Rong Hua was too kind.

Rong Hua actually gave him a pleasant surprise: "If you can't control it, then destroy the city. If you are lenient on this matter, then more people will die in the future. At that time, I would be a sinner."

Ye Qingtian heaved a sigh of relief: "Very good."

"If I don't enter hell, who will!" Rong Hua ridiculed himself when he said this.

However, a Buddhist prayer came from the outside, "Amitabha, Almsgiver's awareness is very high. It's good!"

Ye Qingtian's face changed, someone was actually approaching him, but he did not notice, as it could be seen that comer was much stronger than him.

Rong Hua, however, did not panic at all. If the people who came had any malicious intentions, they would not be able to sit here properly.

"I wonder which Grandmaster is here. Why don't we go to the Flower Hall to taste some tea?" Rong Hua probed.

"Very good." The master answered very straightforwardly.

When Ye Qingtian and Rong Hua walked out of the room, they saw a monk wearing a white monastic robe. His facial features were picturesque, and his eyes were calm.

However, Rong Hua felt that this immortal like handsome young monk was not as simple as he seemed. Although he looked like a high monk, there was a hint of darkness in his bones.

He didn't know what Ye Qingtian was thinking, but would Ye Qingtian treat this monk who looked like an immortal with a complicated heart as a friend?

Just as he was thinking, Ye Qingtian smiled at Rong Hua: "Do you have good tea?"

Rong Hua nodded his head: "I'll go make some tea."

The moment the two of them looked at each other, they had an exchange of glances, which showed that Ye Qingtian was not someone who only looked at the surface, he was also very cautious.

Rong Hua took out the teacups and the tea leaves produced in the spatial space to make tea. It was not that she was generous, but that she stopped drinking other teas once Zhao Mingzhu had planted the tea trees. She despised those teas as as trash and directly threw them into the medicinal field to eat.

Therefore, this was the only type of poison that he could take out, but Rong Hua also wanted to test his luck. If this monk revealed a greedy expression, then he would definitely not mind poisoning him with this poison.

The water for making tea was an ordinary spring water in the space. Although it was only an ordinary spring water, but it gradually absorbed the magic while placed in a space with dense magic.

When the spring water was poured into the teacup, a rich, sweet smell wafted out.

The master's eyes lit up. "Good tea."

Rong Hua passed the teacup over. "Master, please have some tea."

Master laughed: "I am not some Master, you can call me Bu Jie."

Bu Jie? The corner of Rong Hua's mouth twitched, the first thing she thought of was Second Brother and Eighth Ring.

But the second thought that came to mind was somewhat shocking. Bu Jie, a monk with all sorts of rules, yet he was actually called Bu Jie.

Ye Qingtian smiled lightly: "Its name is very good, then why did Master Bu Jie come here?"

Bu Jie drank a mouthful of tea and his face was filled with satisfaction, he laughed: "There is something unusual here, this monk likes to walk an unusual path the most."

Rong Hua frowned, she had unintentionally looked outside, and this glance gave her a shock, it turned out that the sky had darkened at such a time, and the huge sun had completely disappeared, only a halo of light could be seen.

"Eclipse." Panic surfaced in Rong Hua's heart.

Ye Qingtian said: "Eclipse? "You mean Ghostly Day?"

"Ghostly? "Why do you say that?" Rong Hua asked, if it was a ghost festival, she would express her understanding.

"When the sun is swallowed by darkness, the gates to the ghost realm will open." Ye Qingtian said.

Rong Hua raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it over quickly? Aren't the ghosts afraid of the sun? "

Ye Qingtian laughed: "How can it be over so quickly? It has to last for at least twelve hours, which is why it's called Ghost Day. "

Rong Hua nodded his head to show that he understood, then was the abnormal thing that Bu Jie talked about a living dead person or a ghost?

"Ao, ao, ao ?" There was a scream of panic from outside.

Rong Hua asked Long Zhuiyun via sound transmission, "What happened?"

Long Zhuiyun said anxiously, "So many skeletons."

Rong Hua was startled. Skeleton? It can even move this thing? Without the muscle and fascia, these things would scatter upon contact.

Bu Jie finished his tea in one gulp, and swallowed all the tea leaves: "Good tea, since you have finished your tea, you should move your muscles and bones."