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Rong Hua didn't waste time with words and immediately demonstrated. Long Zhui Yun immediately excitedly demonstrated, but he didn't have Ye Qingtian's talent. He tested a dozen times before finally shooting out an air bomb. However, he didn't control his strength well enough to blow a large hole in the wall.

However, Long Zhui Yun was very excited: "Boss, this is great! I didn't think magic could be used in such a 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, "The medicine I gave you guys is a 100% recovery rate, so learning this technique is equivalent to being able to kill without limits."

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

Rong Hua smiled and asked, "Is this considered?" 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? " The stars appeared in Long Zhui Yun's eyes.

Rong Hua said, "Do you know how to pinch people? Just use your magic to pinch it. "

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

However, Ye Qingtian's expression turned cold. He directly threw Long Zhuoyun out, "She needs to rest!"

Long Zhui Yun crawled back up awkwardly. Although he really wanted to look at the Fire Bird again, his boss' health was the most important. He grinned and said, "Boss, rest well."

The crowd immediately dispersed. No one dared to provoke Ye Qingtian. They all went to ponder over the air bomb.

Rong Hua said with a laugh, "Look at how you scared them."

Ye Qingtian frowned and asked with concern, "How strong is that person?"

Rong Hua was silent for a moment before saying, "I don't know. Just looking at him for a moment makes my heart pound. I'm sure this person is the creator of all the living dead."

Ye Qingtian nodded, "Don't think too much about it, rest well."

Rong Hua shook her head. "I'm fine, just a little injured. You have to understand that the battles ahead are all small fries. The real fight is next."

Ye Qingtian nodded, "I know, but why do you have to wade in this muddy water?"

Rong Hua knew that she couldn't hide it from Ye Qingtian, so she said, "First of all, the living dead have an infectious disease. Second... I am very concerned about where the souls of Feng Qilin and Feng Jin Xiu go.

"Feng Jinxiu absorbed the phoenix fire, but she didn't use it before she died. I don't think the one who died was 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 however gave him a pleasant surprise: "If you can't control it, then destroy the city. If you're lenient on this matter, then even more people will die in the future. At that time, I'll be a sinner."

Ye Qingtian let out a sigh of relief, "Very good."

"If I don't enter hell, who will!" Rong Hua said these words with a sense of self-mockery.

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

Ye Qingtian's expression changed. He didn't even notice that someone was closing in on him. It could be seen that the person was much stronger than him.

Rong Hua, however, didn't panic too much. If the people who came had malicious intentions towards them, they wouldn't be able to properly sit here.

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

"Very good." The master answered very straightforwardly.

Ye Qingtian and Rong Hua walked out from the room and saw a monk wearing a white monastic robe. His facial features were picturesque and his eyes were calm. His entire body exuded a merciful aura, making others feel that they could put down everything in the mortal world if they stood by his side.

However, Rong Hua felt that this immortal-like handsome young monk wasn't 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 he treat this monk who looked like an immortal with a complicated heart as a friend?

As he was thinking, Ye Qingtian smiled and asked Rong Hua, "Do you have good tea?"

Rong Hua nodded, "I'll go make some tea."

The moment the two of them looked at each other, they exchanged glances. It could be seen that Ye Qingtian wasn't someone who looked at the surface, so he had a strong sense of vigilance in his heart.

Rong Hua took out a teacup and the tea leaves produced by the space to make tea. It wasn't that she was generous, but that after Zhao Mingzhu planted the tea trees, she stopped drinking other teas. She despised those teas as trash, and directly threw them into the medicinal field to eat.

Thus, this was the only drug that could be taken out. However, Rong Hua also wanted to test the waters. If this monk showed a greedy expression, she wouldn't mind poisoning him.

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 tea cup over, "Master, please have some tea."

The Master smiled and said, "I'm not some Master, you can just tell me not to."

Not give up? The corner of Rong Hua's mouth twitched, the first thing she thought of was her second senior brother and his eight rings.

However, the second thought that came to mind was somewhat shocking. He didn't give up. A monk had all sorts of rules, but he just didn't give up.

Ye Qingtian lightly smiled, "Your name is very good, then why didn't you come here?"

He took a sip of the tea and smiled, "There's something unusual here. I like to take the unusual path."

Rong Hua raised his eyebrows and inadvertently glanced outside. This glance startled her. It turned out that the sky had darkened at such a hollow time. The large sun was completely gone, and all she could see was a halo of light.

"Eclipse." Rong Hua panicked.

Ye Qingtian said, "A solar eclipse? "You mean Ghostly Day?"

"Ghostly? "Why do you say that?" Rong Hua asked. If it was the Ghost Festival, she would be very clear about it.

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

Rong Hua raised her 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 her head to show that she understood. Was the unusual thing she was talking about a living dead or a ghost?

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

Rong Hua transmitted her voice to Long Zhuoyun: "What happened?"

Long Zhuoyun anxiously replied, "So many skeletons."

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

The monk swallowed all the tea in one gulp. "Good tea. Since you have finished your tea, you should move your muscles and bones."