It was not uncommon for it to rain, it had rained in the previous two seasons, and it was all too common for the monks.

Keeping out the rain with aura, this is the most basic technique, even a beginner in the first level of qi cultivation can use the technique, so no one takes the rain seriously.

Even if it is a magic weapon, there are very few refiners who practice magic weapons into umbrellas.

However, Ye Qing looked up at the rain, and his face became more and more solemn.

The rain fell on everyone's bodies, and the first person to feel uncomfortable was the fire dragonfly.

The light raindrops fell on its body, like thorns piercing its body, making the fire dragonfly's hairs stand on end in an instant, and its whole body trembles.

You must know that the fire dragonfly's body is also covered with scales, even if the flying sword falls on him, he doesn't feel anything, but this rain actually makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

The fire dragonfly's body shrank instantly, shrinking from a tiger-like body to the size of a normal dragonfly in the blink of an eye, and flew into Yang Qiu's sleeve.

The faces of the crowd became solemn and felt a little strange.

The rain wetting their clothes was weird, but not as exaggerated as the dragonflies.

This rain is indeed extraordinary, after all, it can penetrate the layer of aura defense outside the monk's body.

But that's all there is to it, just like ordinary people getting drenched in the rain, just getting drenched in the rain, and no one will die.

Ordinary people might catch a cold or something, but that's a bit ridiculous for monks.

Everyone looked at Ye Qing.

At this time, Ye Qing's body was wrapped in the pigskin clothes, and there was even a hat behind the clothes, Ye Qing put the hat on his head, and his whole body was tightly wrapped, only showing one face, which looked very funny.

But there is one thing that everyone has noticed.

That is, the rain fell on the pigskin clothes and flowed down directly, and the pigskin did not get wet at all.

Of course, it's not a big deal if you don't get wet, who hasn't seen a coat and hat?

Although it was a pigskin dress made by Zhang Ming, he didn't believe in evil, and rummaged in his own space ring for a long time, and found a few huge banana leaves, which were naturally not ordinary ones, but the leaves of the spirit fruit.

Even if the Jindan monk pulled it hard, it would be difficult to tear it up.

Zhang Ming quickly made a cloak and draped it on his body, which looked thick and sturdy, much more upscale than Ye Qing's pigskin clothes.

However, after Zhang Ming put on this robe, he frowned.

When I lifted my clothes, my body was still wet, and it was getting wetter and wetter.

"It's evil!"

This rain is a bit exaggerated, and even the magic weapon made by Zhang Ming can't resist it?

It's already weird that rain can penetrate the aura defense, but it can actually penetrate this raincoat?

What are you kidding, isn't it raining or knives?

Zhang Ming threw the coat on the ground and took out a few pieces of oiled paper to make an umbrella.

Although it was just an ordinary umbrella, Zhang Ming added some materials to it to make the umbrella extremely strong.

Stretching out the umbrella, everyone looked up below, only to see that it was raining inside the umbrella.

It's exactly the same size as the outside, nothing has changed.

It's raining heavily outside, and it's raining heavily inside.

And the umbrella is not broken, there are no loopholes, it is just wet.

The world is so big that there are no surprises, and the world of monks is even more strange, and it is the first time that everyone has seen the rain that can penetrate the umbrella.

"Ye boy, are you not wet?"

Ye Qing nodded.

Everyone also found it interesting.

But fun is interesting, if this pigskin clothes can only prevent rain, it is not interesting, but it is just to prevent the clothes from getting wet.

Everyone is a monk, and no one has ever been in the rain.

Not to mention the rain, even if you survive in the water and the sea for a while, what can you do?

"My lord, I'm afraid no one will buy this dress, right?"

Ye Qing said lightly,