บท 119: : familiar feeling

"Brother Chu, you've come out of seclusion!"

Chu he was drinking tea under the willow tree.

Lin Xueling ran over, her voice filled with joy.

When Chu he was in seclusion, besides teaching disciples, she and Zhao Yuling would often come here and take a look every few days.

"Mm! He's out. The next time he goes into closed-door cultivation might be a long time later!"

Chu he nodded and smiled.

He was now rank five level nine, it was time to accumulate his Foundation and break through to the next realm.

He couldn't rush it.

There was no need to rush.

In the past 20 years, every time he woke up from his closed-door cultivation, he would often take out his treasured niwan and perform a divination.

After so many years, they still hadn't found any traces of the suspected old demon.

In addition, those strange mud balls had also disappeared from the Barbarian region.

Chu he had already confirmed that the old devil was really nothing much.