Half a month later, on a vast sea.

A flying boat is speeding on the surface of the sea, and the speed is extremely fast.

The flying boat hovered three feet above the sea and sped by, leaving no trace on the sea.

In front of the deck of the Flying Boat Artifact, stood a young man with his hands behind his back.

And this person is none other than Beihe.

Three days ago, he teleported directly from Dilong City to Tianzhou City, and then disguised himself and left with Zhang Jiuniang. Right now, they are heading in the direction of the West Island Cultivation Domain.

Thinking about the journey of the past half a month, Beihe only felt a little embarrassed and sighed.

Especially when he met Wan Miaoren half a month ago, it made his old face a little unbearable.

However, this time, he did not rob Wan Miaoren of wealth and sex, and even gave Wan Miaoren a pill of Infant Pill as compensation afterwards.

Although in his opinion, this thing should be able to be obtained with the identity and means of a wonderful person, but at least it shows his intentions.

At this moment, in Beihe's hand, he is still holding a red nail, and the demon yuan in his body is rolling into it, constantly demonizing this thing.

According to his speed, as long as they don't deviate from the course, the two of them should be able to rush to the West Island within three years.

And this time taking Zhang Jiuniang to the West Island to repair the domain, it is also good for him.

That is, the West Island Cultivation Domain is quite remote and desolate, and his identity is now unsightly, so it is convenient for him to hide his traces.

It's just that in the Longdong Cultivation Domain back then, there were several forces that occupied the West Island Cultivation Domain, and I don't know what the current situation is.

If there is an army of monks stationed there, then Beihe still has to be careful.

However, those major forces should be interested in the Futuo Mountains, so in Beihe's opinion, even if many of those major forces are in the West Island Cultivation Domain, they should not be scattered everywhere, but concentrated in the Futuo Mountains.

And the goal of him and Zhang Jiuniang this time is to be unfair. Bugong Mountain is not close to the Futuo Mountains, so it shouldn't be with those who are in front of you.

And even if the Injustice Mountain has been occupied by those powerful people, with his current strength and means, it is not difficult to uproot it at all.

Taking advantage of the past few years of sailing in the sea, he could just demonize the few magic weapons he had in his hands.

In addition, he has a five-grade flame dark element in his hand, and his true fire nine refining has been cultivated to the point of four flavors of true fire, he can try it over the years, and constantly cannibalize the five-grade dark element from the fire, striving to make his true fire nine refining closer and closer to the point of five flavors of true fire. When the time comes, he should have a higher attainment in alchemy.

There are two immortal fruits in his hand, and when this kind of fruit is taken by a monk in the Dan period, most of them will be supported by the medicinal power, but as long as it is refined, it should not have such a strong medicinal property.

Although the effect of this thing to continue the longevity of the yuan will be greatly reduced, it is not a problem to add ten or twenty years to it.

If Zhang Jiuniang's impact fails, then these times will be extremely precious to her.

In addition, in the past few years, he can also familiarize himself with the refining method of the string cone, and after arriving in the West Island Cultivation Domain, when Zhang Jiuniang retreats to impact the Yuan Infant Period, he can start to draw this talisman.

Just as Beihe thought so, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

When he turned around, he saw Zhang Jiuniang, who was wearing a long black dress, walked out of the cabin and came to his side.

Looking at the woman beside her, I saw that after the pranayama of many elixirs, Zhang Jiuniang's complexion had recovered a lot.

He is no longer as thin as before, and his complexion has become ruddy.

However, because of the failure of the impact on the Yuan infancy, this girl still looks very different from the beginning, and she looks more "mature", looking thirty-five or sixteen years old.

"How did you get out. "Just listen to the North Channel.

"It's breathable. Zhang Jiuniang said.

As she spoke, she looked into the distance, and saw that dusk was approaching at this moment, and where the sea and sky met, there was a bright red glow.

The figures of the two standing on the deck were pulled out by the afterglow of the setting sun in two long shadows.

Looking at the indifference on Zhang Jiuniang's face, Beihe sighed in his heart.

Over the past few days, he has seen the lack of confidence in this woman's mentality from Zhang Jiuniang's various performances.

Perhaps in Zhang Jiuniang's view, it should be extremely difficult, even impossible, for her to break through to the Yuan Infant Stage.

Of course, she is not to blame for this. Throughout the ages, all monks in the Yudan period who failed to break through for the first time had a chance of succeeding in the second impact, not to mention one in a thousand, but it was almost the same.

After thinking about it, the demon yuan in Beihe's body was slightly retracted, and when he saw the flying boat magic weapon galloping under the feet of the two of them, he slowly stopped, and finally drifted with the tide on the sea.

Beihe came to the middle of the deck, and with a flick of his sleeves, a ray of sunshine swept through, and there were two more futons and a table on the deck.

After sitting down, he took out a round-bellied teapot and two delicate teacups.

Then he began to boil Huafeng tea, and after a while, the tea fragrance was overflowing on the deck.

Zhang Jiuniang turned around and sat on the opposite side of the Beihe.

Beihe lifted the teapot and poured a cup for the two of them.

Picking up the teacup in front of her, Zhang Jiuniang put it in front of her eyes and turned it gently.

I saw that with the rotation of the teacup, the tea in the cup and the tea leaves floating on the water surface did not move at all.

"Beihe, do you think I can break through to the Yuan Infant Stage. I only heard Zhang Jiuniang ask.

At this time, Beihe put down the teacup that he had drunk all he had, picked up the teapot again and poured a cup, and said, "Yes." ”

Zhang Jiuniang smiled lightly, and a touch of charm appeared on her face.

Only then did she put the teacup to her lips and half-sipped her teeth.

"Even if it breaks through, it will only live for 500 more years, and it will still only turn into a handful of loess in the future. ”

Beihe didn't answer this, but drank it by himself.

"Hey"

Zhang Jiuniang sighed, drank all the tea in the cup, and then looked up at the sunset that was about to set, and there was a touch of vicissitudes in her eyes.

"After fighting for life with the sky for 500 years, my sister is already stronger than many people, and it stands to reason that I should have no regrets when I die. Zhang Jiuniang opened her mouth as if muttering, and then she looked at Beihe and suddenly showed a touching smile, "Someone once said that real death is not the fall of life, but everything about you has dissipated in this world, including the memories of others for you." ”

Beihe was puzzled, not knowing what Zhang Jiuniang meant by this.

Then the woman said, "If I die, burn my bones to ashes and scatter them into this sea." From now on, I hope to leave a place for my sister and me in your heart, if you can touch the scene and think of me at some moment, then my sister and I will definitely be very happy. At the same time, this is also another kind of longevity for my sister. ”

Looking at Zhang Jiuniang, who was talking and laughing in front of her, and seemed to have seen life and death extremely freely, Beihe lifted the teacup for a moment, and was slightly stunned in his heart.

Because compared with Zhang Jiuniang, maybe he, a monk in the infant stage, can't be so free.

While sighing at this in his heart, Beihe was about to drink the tea in his hand.

But at this moment, Zhang Jiuniang in front of him snatched the teacup in his hand, and then raised his head in front of him to drink.

"Giggles"

After doing all this, a coquettish smile came from the woman's mouth.

It seems that it was not until this moment that Zhang Jiuniang came back.

Looking at the woman laughing wantonly in front of him, Beihe shook his head a little speechlessly.

He picked up the teapot and poured them another cup.

But when he looked up at Zhang Jiuniang, he found that this woman was looking at him in a daze, with a faint smile on her face.

"Look at what I'm doing!"

However, after his words fell, Zhang Jiuniang did not move at all.

"Huh?"

Beihe felt a little strange about this.

And when he took a closer look, he was surprised to find that Zhang Jiuniang's state in front of him was almost no different from when he had an epiphany in the past.

Beihe's heart jumped immediately, Zhang Jiuniang fell into an epiphany under such a free and easy mentality.

Beihe was surprised by this, but also had some expectations, maybe this epiphany would help her break through to the Yuan Infant Stage in the future.

After thinking about it, he subconsciously thought of something, and looked at the Huafeng tea in the cup.

Then he looked behind him, the Huafeng tea tree he planted in the stern of the boat.

At this moment, in his opinion, perhaps his epiphany over the years was indeed not a coincidence, but related to this Huafeng tea tree.