After pondering in the Xuanyin Sect for more than two hours, fortunately, no one asked Cong Ye's cultivation and cultivation techniques, and when he left, he also gave Cong Ye about a dozen cups of Qianling Brew. "Words * love * first * hair [big ^ book ^ bag ^ small ^ say ^ net dashubao] Yan Jing wanted to send Cong Ye to her residence, but Cong Ye politely refused.

After coming back, he tinkered with the spiritual energy arrows for a while, and felt that the Qianling Brew in his stomach brought him a warm taste, and he no longer had to sleep on the bush leaves, and even had the urge to sleep.

I couldn't help but grin, and I didn't forget to laugh at myself:

"I'm afraid I'm drunk."

After speaking, Cong Ye really leaned against the cave wall, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After sending Cong Ye away, Yan Jing also felt that she had drunk a little too much Qianling Brew just now, returned to her room, and lay on the bed half-asleep. At this moment, I suddenly heard a chaotic commotion outside.

This situation is extremely rare, where is there an immortal cultivator who makes such a fuss as ordinary mortals

The curious Yan Jing had just walked out of the room, and she was immediately stunned by the strange scene in the sky.

"How can this be, how can the sky be full of rainbows"

It may not be appropriate to say that it is a rainbow, Yan Jing saw that countless colorful clouds were gathering from all directions, and it seemed to be centered on Fulai Mountain.

"Is it a catastrophe, why have I never seen such a gorgeous catastrophe cloud, besides, who will be in the door to cross the catastrophe?"

While thinking, he walked towards his mother's residence, and as soon as he arrived at the door, his mother Fang Mingxin had already been attracted by the vision of the sky, and even his father Yan Wendao was there.

"Dad, mother."

"Jing'er, come here."

"Dad, is there anyone in the door who wants to cross the robbery?"

Yan Wendao shook his head and said:

"No one has been going to cross the river lately."

"Husband, could it be that there are other people cultivating here in the Floating Mountain?"

"This possibility is not impossible, the Fulai Mountain is thousands of miles wide, and if there are really monks hiding in it, it will be difficult to be discovered. Besides, it's not entirely certain that the colorful clouds in the sky are the clouds. After cultivating for so long, I have never seen a similar cloud calamity. ”

The vision in the sky not only shocked the entire Xuanyin Sect, but even the monks who passed by from here, as well as thousands of miles away, could see it clearly.

The most peculiar thing is that the colorful clouds in the sky began in the evening of that day and continued to pour in from all directions to the area of the floating mountains from all directions, without the slightest intention of stopping.

With the convergence of colorful clouds, it naturally attracted many foreign monks who came to watch. Some people even came directly to the mountain gate of the Xuanyin Sect and asked if there were monks in the gate who wanted to cross the catastrophe. So much so that Yan Wendao had to arrange for two elders to guard the entrance of the mountain gate and explain to people one by one. If the person who came was an old acquaintance of the Xuanyin faction, it was inevitable that he would have to gather at the door.

For three days and three nights, by the morning of the fourth day, the sky over Fulai Mountain had been completely covered by thick colorful clouds, and at the same time, it stopped continuing to surge.

The beautiful, colorful sky is not only not pleasing to the eye, but brings everyone a feeling of tension, depression, and even breathlessness.

At this time, Cong Ye, who was sleeping soundly, had already woken up, not by the vision of the sky, but by the changes in his own body.

In a daze, the bush leaves only felt something burrowing into the body. Originally, when the cultivation reached the early stage of the third layer of the Void Gong Fa, the meridians had already disappeared. By the time the third layer reached the peak, even the internal organs were already looming. However, countless spiritual energies from heaven and earth had entered the body and immediately disappeared into the skin, so that the leaves felt like their whole body was swollen.

When Congye saw that the light outside the cave seemed to be different from usual, he looked up at the sky, which didn't matter, and suddenly startled Congye. At the same time, a familiar picture immediately popped up in my mind.

It was as if he was sitting cross-legged on a platform jutting out of the middle of a cliff, and without turning his head, he could feel that there was a cultivation cave in the cliff behind him. Knowing that it was a cave where he was cultivating with someone he was very familiar with, Cong Ye just couldn't remember who that person was.

The picture in his mind flashed and passed, leaving no time for the leaves to continue thinking, and the thick colorful clouds in the sky had begun to tumble violently, and then a colorful electric light burst down.

"I'm going to cross the catastrophe"

The unexpected bush leaves didn't even have time to run out of the cave, so they simply sat cross-legged in their busy schedules. Then the clump leaves didn't know what to do.

Not to mention that he has never survived the catastrophe, or he has never seen it, how can Congye know how to deal with the sudden thunderstorm

After the first thunderbolt fell, the cave dug by the leaves had been blown to the ground. The grizzled bush leaf sat upright in the ruins, and subconsciously took out the thunderbolt bow. The bow and arrow, of course, were condensed from the true qi, aiming at the colorful clouds that were still tumbling sharply.

When the second thunderstorm fell, Cong Ye's right hand was loosened, and an aura arrow shot head-on, like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not have the slightest impact on the falling thunderbolt.

Boom, the leaves sitting in a mess were suddenly blown away, and they barely stopped until they broke four or five tall pine trees in succession.

At this time, the people of the Xuanyin Sect of Fulai Mountain also discovered that the colorful clouds in the sky were indeed tribulation clouds, but what surprised them was that the person who crossed the tribulation turned out to be the young man Congye who couldn't see through his true cultivation no matter how he looked at it.

Especially Yan Wendao and his wife, as well as their daughter Yan Jing, the three of them glanced at each other suspiciously, Yan Jing sacrificed the flying sword and was about to fly towards the place where Cong Ye crossed the catastrophe, but fortunately, Fang Mingxin's eyes were quick and he grabbed his daughter.

"Jing'er, what are you going to do?"

"Mother, will Brother Cong Ye be in danger?"

"Jing'er, the monks will all be tribulated, and Jing'er will be inevitable in the future."

"Yes, Jing'er, the monk can only rely on himself when he crosses the tribulation, and he can't count on anyone. If Jing'er rushes over, not only will she not be able to help Cong Ye, but she may not only affect him, but even Jing'er herself will be unable to protect herself. ”

After the persuasion of Yan Wendao and his wife, Yan Jing snuggled up to Fang Mingxin's arms with a nervous face.

The eighteenth change of the female university, Tong Guò went out to practice this time, and after returning safely, a lot of changes have obviously taken place, which cannot escape Fang Mingxin's eyes. Especially her daughter has become more like a girl, and whenever it comes to Cong Ye, her daughter is either involuntarily nervous, or subconsciously shows a light smile.

As a person who came over, how could Fang Mingxin not understand that in his daughter's heart, there was already the shadow of a young monk Cong Ye. It's just that now, even the daughter herself doesn't seem to realize it.