On this day, I saw Beihe lying on top of the soft collapse where Zhang Jiuniang was, his eyes slightly closed.

A weak and boneless delicate body, quietly crawling on his chest, it was Zhang Jiuniang.

Neither of them was at a loss, looking like they had fallen into a break after a big battle.

It wasn't until a long time passed, with a long breath, that Beihe opened his eyes.

Feeling the softness in his arms, his expression was unwavering. At this time, Zhang Jiuniang's face was flushed, and she still fell into a deep sleep.

After taking a long breath, Beihe gently put Zhang Jiuniang out of his arms, covered her with a layer of light veil, and then stood up.

During the process, Zhang Jiuniang's long eyelashes trembled, but she did not wake up.

Beihe put a set of gray robes on his body, walked to the window of this women's boudoir, opened the window, and looked up at the starry sky that seemed extremely quiet in the night.

The starry sky overhead, dotted with bright stars, looks like a vast picture, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

Many times, Beihe is speculating whether these stars will be a piece of cultivation continent.

Although it can be seen, it is extremely far away, and it is impossible to reach it.

It had been nearly two hundred years since he embarked on the path of cultivation, and Beihe had never imagined that time would pass so quickly.

In two hundred years, although the sea will not change, it can witness the rise and fall of a dynasty or even the replacement.

At this moment, if you look back at the previous Fengguo, Zhouguo, Lanshan Sect, and Chunxiang Pavilion, even if they are still there, they have nothing to do with what exists in his memory.

More than 200 years of cultivation, although for some monks with great powers, it is not long.

But at this moment, Beihe has a feeling of going through vicissitudes.

Whether it is his character, experience, or personality, after the baptism of the years, he has a deep accumulation.

At this time, looking up at the sky above his head, looking at the stars, Beihe lamented that the monks were still small, even if they could live thousands of years, it would only be a snap of their fingers for them.

Now he is just a small monk in the Dan stage, and although he has confidence in his own strength, he doesn't know how far he can go on the path of cultivation in the future.

Cultivation is a thing that goes against the sky, and there may be no end to the path of cultivation. If he wants to live longer, he must swim against the current and keep breaking through. It can be said that whether it is a high-level monk or a low-level monk, the reason why they continue to practice is that they just want to live longer, and they don't want to come to this life, but the final result is like ordinary people, turning into a piece of loess.

Beihe turned his hand and took out a green teapot, which was Huafeng Qing tea, but it had already cooled down now.

As the demon yuan in his body agitated, a small black flame burned in his palm, and the tea in the pot was boiled warmly.

After a while, when the tea in the pot was overflowing, he lifted the teapot and poured it into his mouth with the spout in his mouth.

Feeling the entrance of the hot Huafeng clear tea, his perennial cold body after becoming a demon cultivator suddenly had a trace of temperature.

Looking at the starry sky above his head, unconsciously, he fell into a state of self-forgetfulness.

This is an epiphany, and this situation has been experienced by Beihe more than once, so it is not unfamiliar.

In this way, Beihe, like those epiphany, looked up at the starry sky and fell into a daze. At this moment, not only did he not have any ups and downs in his heart, but his mind was also clear, and that ethereal feeling made him completely relaxed.

I don't know how long it took for a picture to appear in his eyes and a voice in his ears.

I saw that the sky was already bright at this time, and the morning sun rose, pulling out a long shadow from the three-story attic where he was located. Outside the attic, the birds and flowers are more quiet and comfortable than the vast beauty of the starry sky last night.

Beihe, who woke up, still held the teapot in his hand, but the tea in the pot was already cold.

He was a little surprised, but quickly reacted to what he had been through before.

Beihe was a little afraid in his heart, but fortunately, the secret path was not attacked in that state just now, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the same time, he was a little puzzled, and began to carefully feel the situation in his body.

According to his experience, after any epiphany, there is always something good for him. It's like the first time he had an epiphany of his martial arts realm and broke through to the virtual realm, the second time was the divine realm.

However, after some inward looking, he did not notice any changes in his body. Whether it was his Demon Yuan or the power of the Divine Sense in the Sea of Consciousness, it did not increase by half a point.

Beihe was still a little unwilling to do this, and continued to investigate, but still found nothing.

It seems that he has to admit that this epiphany did not do him any substantial good, at least for now.

It's just that for some reason, after waking up, Beihe always feels that his mentality is more peaceful than before. Therefore, he secretly said that it could be that after this epiphany, it had an impact on his mind.

You must know that after embarking on the demon cultivator, his mind is subtly changing. Even the formal means are more domineering and arrogant.

If this epiphany really made his mentality change more peacefully, it would be a very good thing for him.

"Uh-huh~"

Just when he was guessing like this, Zhang Jiuniang, who was on the bed behind him, finally woke up.

When the woman opened her eyes, she saw Beihe standing in front of the window. I saw her smile charmingly, wrapped in the light veil on her body at will, and walked barefoot towards Beihe, hugging his waist from behind, and her chin against his back.

Beihe looked up at the window and said, "Bei is going to leave for a while." ”

"Do you want to leave now? Zhang Jiuniang asked.

"Well, almost. Beihe nodded, he had everything ready.

After killing the middle-aged man, a demon cultivator, the mark left by the other party on the Five Sons Forbidden Spirit Ring dissipated, and he easily refined it.

And relying on the kind of secret technique that Gu Gu said, he tried to use two Five Sons Forbidden Spirit Rings to successfully sense the direction of the third one closest to him.

It's just that the secret technique that the ancient people talked about can only sense the direction, but can't find out the specific distance and location, so this is quite troublesome for Beihe, and he needs to find the past all the way. Therefore, he needs to receive a suitable task, and take advantage of the opportunity to complete the task, so that he can go out to find the third Forbidden Spirit Ring of the Five Sons.

"Good. ”

Zhang Jiuniang nodded her delicate chin, and she also knew about Beihe's affairs.

......

Half a day later, Beihe appeared in the depths of the Zhang family's land, on the top of a steep mountain range.

At the top of this mountain range, there is only a large red hall, which is divided into three levels, and each level has a separate entrance, which means that the three floors are not connected.

This red hall is the place where the Zhang family specially issues tasks, and the reason why it is divided into three layers is because the tasks issued by the Zhang family are divided into three levels, and the tasks of the three levels are completed by the monks of the three levels of the Yuan Period, the Yudan Period, and the Yuan Infant Period.

In other words, there are three levels of missions, and the difficulty and danger levels are completely different.

After Beihe appeared here, he saw him sweeping towards the red hall, and finally stepped on the second floor.

When he returned to the Zhang family, because he turned the tide on the way and blocked a group of masked people from intercepting and killing, the elder Zhang Lan was extremely polite to him, and the first thing he did when he returned to the Zhang family was to personally go through the procedures for him to become an elder of the Zhang family, and for him to receive the money for more than four years to be stationed in the Jinyuan stone vein. Moreover, the spirit stones received by the other party were the same as those of other elders in the Dan period.

Beihe was surprised by this, but he was not polite.

And what made him satisfied was that Elder Zhang Lan did not publicize the fact that he was overpowering. Beihe was quite grateful in his heart, because he had never liked to be a bird or attract the attention of others.

But what made him depressed was that this matter was passed through the mouths of other monks in the Yudan period and the monks in the Huayuan period.

Therefore, in the Zhang family, there was an elder in the Yu Dan stage whose strength was comparable to that of the old monster of the Yuan Infant Stage, and it gradually spread.

Fortunately, he had just joined the Zhang family, so not many people knew about him, and others were just talking about it in private, otherwise they might have come to visit him.

At this moment, Bei He took out a token of the identity of the elder of the Zhang family's Dan period, and presented it in front of the two Huayuan stage monks stationed on both sides of the gate on the second floor of the main hall.

"I've seen the Elders!"

After seeing the token, the two immediately bowed their hands.

Beihe did not answer this, took back the token, and stepped into it.