Long Junchen ignored Qingdie's contemptuous gaze, took out the broken peach wood sword that Qingdie thought was very unbearable from the cloth bag, cut his middle finger, a drop of essence and blood flew at the tip of the sword, made seals with both hands, and said loudly: "Everyone in the dark, all things return to the origin, the boundless Dharma edge, the Taoist world, the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother, lend me the burning sky!"

In an instant, many huge dark clouds gathered in an instant in the sky, Long Junchen held up his peach wood sword and led the sky thunder down. With a rumbling sound, several blue and white lightning flashes slashed down from the sky like a dragon. One of them happened to hit the balcony of the room where Qingdie and Long Junchen were. The iron railing on the balcony was instantly shattered, and a blue flame emerged. This sudden scene made Bai Chenxiang look gloomy and covered her mouth. The green butterfly beside her was also shocked.

"This, is this?" Qingdie stared blankly at the blue flame that burst out, her rosy little mouth opened, and her chest was fluctuating violently for no reason. Long Junchen smiled faintly, pulled his right hand and took back the peach wood sword. In an instant, the sky returned to silence, the dark clouds dissipated, and there seemed to be nothing happened before, only the railing with black smoke kept shouting injustice.

"No ghosts borrow lightning. Can we use spells without ghosts? Or is this kind of aggressive spell? Are you a Tianshi?" Qingdie looked at the young man with a smile on his face again. The disdain and provocation in his eyes were gone, some were shocked and unbelievable.

At the age of twenty, she was able to become a real person. She was already a genius and was a talented person who was rare in Maoshan. She didn't expect that her self-pride would seem so vulnerable in front of the celestial master in front of her. When she thought of her impolite questioning just now, Qingdie's mouth twitched unconsciously.

He brought humiliation to himself, this is Bai Chenxiang's evaluation of the green butterfly, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, this is Bai Chenxiang's evaluation of the Long Junchen.

Qingdie really wanted to die. She had already said that this Tianshi was a charlatan and asked him to rest in the room and just go by himself. Such absurd words made Qingdie's face more rosy.

"Miss Xiaodie, why are you looking at me like that? Hehe, I'm shy?" The purpose has been achieved. Long Junchen has always adhered to the gentlemanly demeanor of a good man not fighting with a woman, so he immediately returned to his cynical state. He looked at Qingdie staring at him without turning his eyes, and smiled, and immediately began to tease the beauty.

"You, are you really a Tianshi?" Qingdie did not feel any anger at all because of Long Junchen's obscene smile, but instead asked Long Junchen seriously.

Long Junchen pretended to wipe his hair and smiled mysteriously, "Tian Ji, don't reveal it. I can only tell you that I am more powerful than the Tianshi."

This is purely nonsense, because after all, Long Junchen has no Taoist system at all. The Maoshan League of Heavenly Master Dao was purely taught by the Tianshi Master who met Long Junchen.

He said that as long as he was a Maoshan disciple, he would definitely respect him when he heard this. He never thought that when he said this, it would only attract hatred, and more importantly, people would not believe it at all.

Since Long Junchen had not entered the Taoist sect, he naturally did not mention any cultivation skills such as Taoist practice. He only knew a little about the ranking of the Tianshi Zhenren, and did not know what he was. He just learned to draw talismans and catch ghosts. As for the level of the talismans he could draw, only he himself knew.

Qingdie insisted that Long Junchen was a Tianshi Master. When the latter heard this, he thought that the name was quite powerful, and it was even more powerful than the real person, so he naturally followed Qingdie's words and was afraid that the latter would expose him, so he came to the secret of heaven that he could not reveal.

"Even better than the Heavenly Master?" Qingdie raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and her rosy little mouth squirmed slightly, but she still resisted the urge to continue asking questions. At least from Long Junchenlu's hand just now, this kid has at least the cultivation level of the Heavenly Master.

What Long Junchen didn't know was that all this was attributed to the dragon pattern in his palm and the true dragon bloodline in his body. If he lost the power of this bloodline, no matter how high his talent was, he would never reach the level of a Tianshi Master at such an age.

"Okay, okay, Sister Bai asked you to come and help me catch the ghost, not to catch me. Really, you have a lot of questions. Don't ask now, let's discuss what to do later." Long Junchen waved his hand and pulled the topic back on track.

When Qingdie heard Long Junchen's words, her face turned red again with embarrassment. Bai Chenxiang glared at Long Junchen with annoyance, cursing in her heart, "The girl's face is not as thick as you, so she should forgive others if she wants to. This bad guy is going to mess with others!"

Qingdie took a deep breath, slowly calmed down her emotions, looked at Long Junchen with complicated eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "This time, I want to go to the tomb to capture the ghost king. I have sensed it before coming. The underground tomb not only has ghost energy, but also corpse energy."

"What do you mean is there are zombies underneath?" Long Junchen frowned. He was half an expert, so when he heard Qingdie say this, he immediately guessed the implicit meaning of the latter.

"Zombie?!" Although Bai Chenxiang was not surprised, she was still a little unfamiliar with this word.

"Well, Erdang's family, there are many people burying this ancient tomb. However, in addition to letting living people bury them, the rich master will also invite the Legal Taoist priests to make some zombies. These Legal Taoist priests find living people, and then use special secret techniques to seal the human spirit, wet the whole body with beast blood, and refine them into zombies, in order to prevent the tomb robbers from entering the tomb and disturbing the owner's tranquility." Qingdie talked about the topic she was good at, and finally got rid of the previous embarrassment and slowly returned to normal.

"It's actually like this?" Bai Chenxiang raised her eyebrows and glanced at her surprise.

"Yes, so many people who rob tombs still know some magic to deal with zombies that may appear. In the case of large tombs, there are many zombies. Of course, zombies do not have spiritual consciousness and are not very powerful in combat. If they really can't beat them, they can run away, so there is nothing to worry about." Long Junchen shrugged indifferently. If Qingdie had definitely sneered at Long Junchen's indifferent words before, but now that he knows that Long Junchen is a wizard of the Heavenly Master or even a celestial master above the Heavenly Master, he naturally dare not complain about it.
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