Ji Qingyu has been in retreat for 50 years.

Fifty years have passed

On this day, in the remote corner of this outer disciple's courtyard, thick clouds gradually gathered above the sky.

At a glance, the cloud robbery is at least the Yuan Infant Thunder Tribulation.

In fact, it is exactly like this, what Ji Qingyu wants to cross is the Yuanying Thunder Tribulation.

In the past, she cultivated together with immortals and demons, and her cultivation speed was forcibly slowed down by half, plus she was a five-spirit root, and with the experience of her previous life and suitable cultivation techniques, she had advanced to such a realm in a short period of time.

Before, her Jindan Thunder Tribulation was spent under the protector of Wan Qi Linfeng, and this time the Tribulation Yuan Ying was naturally the same.

There's no way she's going to be that dazzling existence at the outer gate of the Floating Cloud Sect.

Moreover, Ji Qingyu has already planned that she will never come back after the Yuanying Thunder Tribulation this time.

Boom Boom –

The thunderstorm on the horizon only sounded muffled, and just as more and more people noticed this, the cloud of tribulation had not yet gathered above her house, and even a long distance, it suddenly dissipated.

"Huh? I'm afraid that which disciple of Venerable One has come to our outer gate, this must be the Yuan Infant Thunder Tribulation! ”

"You see that this calamity cloud has dispersed, it must be that senior brother and sister who were picked up by their master."

"Yuanying, I'm afraid I'll have touched that realm for the rest of my life."

"I'm afraid? Let's break through the foundation first! ”

"It's gone, it's nothing to do with us, don't join in the fun."

When Gu Rong returned to the Floating Cloud Sect, everything had already returned to calm, as if the Yuanying Thunder Tribulation that had not yet gathered had not caused waves in the outer gate.

He went down the mountain today, and rushed back non-stop after participating in the auction in Fuyun City.

Gu Rong's handsome face was tightly tensed, and he was holding an extremely delicate jade box in his arms.

At the moment of returning to the Floating Cloud Sect, his mood was inexplicably a little flustered.

Lately, he has always had a premonition that maybe Ah Yan's retreat is over.

He should have been firmly guarding outside her door, but when he heard that the "Shake Light" artifact appeared at this auction, he went down the mountain without thinking about it.

The artifact shook the light of a hosta, which was the one he was holding in his arms now.

Fortunately, Gu Rong had been training in the major secret realms in the past fifty years, and had accumulated enough spirit stones, otherwise he would not have been able to succeed in today's fierce bidding battle.

Approaching the small courtyard, Gu Rong carefully put the jade box into the space, pinched the cuffs with a slightly sweaty palm, and then walked towards the remote house in the corner of the courtyard.

It's just that getting closer and closer to the room, his heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and finally Gu Rong runs directly.

From a distance, Gu Rong saw that the enchantment outside Ji Qingyu's house had dispersed, and the door of the originally closed room was also open.

Gu Rong's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were hot and red, "Ah ......"

The man wore a gray outer disciple uniform, which did not hide his all-over extravagance.

Gu Rong's figure was like a gust of wind, stepping into the house through the open door in the blink of an eye.

"Senior sister, you're out-"

Gu Rong strode into the room, looking at the bed, but did not see the imaginary figure.

His fists clenched slightly, and his gaze scanned the entire room in a panic, and the person he was thinking about was not there.

"Senior sister!"

Gu Rong called out to Ji Qingyu loudly, but no one responded to him, and it was impossible for anyone to respond to him.

"Senior sister! Sister, you're there! ”

Gu Rong's figure staggered, and an ominous premonition came to his heart, making him unwilling to believe it no matter what.

He searched all the way to the back mountain and searched all over the places where Ji Qingyu might exist, but-

None of them!

"Ji Qingyu!" Gu Rong's voice was heartbreaking, and the voice echoed in the back mountain valley, startling a spirit bird.

(End of chapter)