There's something wrong with the general.

The room was a little dark and there was no light.

Wen Yuxi has recently been able to see at night.

He glanced into the house.

A hazy figure walked out from the bedside, with slow steps and his hands tying the belt around his waist.

The white robe was worn loosely on her body, and her long dark hair hung down, still a little damp, with some of it falling on her collarbone, and water droplets slipped into her clothes.

Wen Yuxi's heart skipped a beat, her eyes fixed on his neck, and she couldn't help swallowing.

Zhiming tied his belt, looked up at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He touched his wet hair and held it in his hands. The heat evaporated and the water droplets turned into gas, drying up in a moment.

"Junior brother, you are here."

Zhiming calmly pulled his clothes in place and took out a hairband to tie his hair.

Warm as jade, with elegant temperament.

Wen Yuxi came to his senses and quickly raised his head: "What?"

Suddenly I recalled how engrossed I was just now and felt ashamed.

He lowered his head, his eyes flickering anxiously: "Senior Brother was just taking a bath."

"Well, Junior Brother, you passed the trial so quickly. Congratulations."

Wen Yuxi raised his head and asked with great joy, "Should we go see Master now?"

"Yeah, I have to go."

"Then let's go now?"

Wen Yuxi looked at Zhiming expectantly, then suddenly lowered his head and looked at himself.

The clothes that had just been soaked with sweat were now covered in dust, making him look miserable.

He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Was it disrespectful of me to go there like this?"

As he said this, he brought his sleeve close to his nose, and his body smelled.

Suddenly frowning, she looked at Zhiming pitifully: "Why don't you wait for me to take a shower?"

Zhiming's eyes flashed: "There is a spring behind the house that is brought in from the mountain. You can go there and wash."

Wen Yuxi ran as fast as he could, as if afraid of being caught up: "Brother, I understand."

"The rocks under the spring are slippery, so be careful."

Zhiming looked at him in a hurry and frowned slightly.

He was answered by the sound of wind.

The smile on his lips was retracted and he pursed his lips tightly.

Wen Yuxi followed the direction his senior brother told him and indeed saw a mountain spring behind the house.

The waterfall above poured down and fell into the spring, making a deafening sound.

Wen Yuxi stood aside, far away from the waterfall.

He quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the spring.

The water is lukewarm, neither hot nor cold.

But in broad daylight, he was still scared, thinking it would be bad if someone came here.

The spring was very shallow, only reaching his waist. He squatted down with only his head exposed.

I took a bath with fear and trepidation.

Use your hands to scoop up water and pour it over your body.

His hair was also wet, so he simply pulled off the hairband, held his hair with both hands and rubbed it in the water.

Her hair is so long and shiny that she could be used in a shampoo commercial in modern times.

After he finished washing, he gathered his hair behind him, held onto the huge rock beside him, and carefully got ashore.

He quickly took out his clothes and put them on.

Because my body was still a little wet, it took me a long time to put on my clothes.

The hair was also wet and dripping with water.

He tilted his head and twisted his hair, causing the water to splash onto the ground.

"Junior brother, this will damage your hair,"

Suddenly a faint voice came from behind.

Wen Yuxi was startled and turned around to look.

Zhiming was standing behind the house looking over here, and I don’t know how long he had been there.

Wen Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly in dissatisfaction: "Brother, you scared me to death. I thought someone else was coming."

Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly and said meaningfully.

"There are restrictions here. Even during the day, you can't see inside from the outside, let alone fly in. So... Junior Brother, don't worry."

Wen Yuxi walked towards him, holding the clothes.

"Brother, let's go quickly. Don't keep Master waiting anxiously."

He was anxious to ask about his elder brother.

Zhiming grabbed his hand.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Wen Yuxi was puzzled.

"Your hair isn't dry yet. Are you sure you want to meet Master like this?"

After saying that, he gathered Wen Yuxi's hair in his hands and combed it gently with his fingers.

Spiritual power seeped into the hair through the fingertips, and the water droplets broke away from the black hair as if encountering an enemy and dissipated into the air.

The slightly cool fingertips stroked across the scalp, feeling numb, tingling and comfortable.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but squint his eyes and sigh: "So comfortable."

As she spoke, she tilted her head back slightly, raised one hand, and handed him the hairband in her hand.

Zhiming glanced at it and whispered, "No need."

After saying that, he took out a sky-blue hairband from somewhere.

The headband was very long, and part of it hung over his face. It was cool and smooth, and very comfortable to touch.

Wen Yuxi pinched the end and pushed it behind him.

At this moment, I felt my scalp tighten and my body suddenly relaxed.

"alright.

After tying the hair, put the remaining hairband at the back and smooth it out.

Wen Yuxi shook her head and felt much more relaxed. Her hair was no longer an eyesore.

Squinting his eyes happily, he said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

After he changed out of his disciple's clothes, he put on a long white robe.

It looks very simple.

When she squinted her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fair face was filled with a lively smile.

Zhiming felt a slight warmth in his heart, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Okay."

The Supreme Elder lives on the top of Yuping Mountain.

It’s not far from Zhiming’s residence.

It will be here in a short while on the flying sword.

Zhiming opened the restrictions of the Grand Elder's cave.

He whispered, "Junior brother, go in."

Wen Yuxi was slightly stunned: "Brother, what about you? Aren't you going in with us?"

"Master said he wanted to see you alone."

Meet him alone?

A trace of uneasiness appeared on Wen Yuxi's face. She looked at Zhiming anxiously, gently pulled the corner of his clothes, and begged in a low voice.

"Brother, can you please come in with me?"

He didn't know who this master was.

He is another big guy in the Nascent Soul stage. Crushing him is like crushing an ant.

Zhiming was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he would make such a request. Then he smiled helplessly.

"Well, just go in if you want."

Wen Yuxi smiled at him gratefully, and the tension on her face disappeared in an instant.

The corner of Zhiming's eye fell on his face, which had relaxed again, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Come on, let's go in."

Wen Yuxi nodded and walked in with Zhiming.

After he entered the cave, he didn't dare to look around at all.

Zhiming took him around three corners and finally arrived.

The man was wearing a black robe dotted with golden patterns, which made him look quite elegant and noble.

Her long hair was tied up with a jade crown, neatly without a single strand hanging down.

His face was still covered with a mask, which looked somewhat hideous.

If you see it in the middle of the night, you will definitely be scared.

Wen Yuxi's gaze slowly moved down and landed on his neck.

The strange thing is that his skin is extremely white and delicate, and he doesn't look like an old person at all.

At this moment.

The eyes on the couch looked at him from afar.

Wen Yuxi's heart couldn't help but beat violently, and he lowered his head hurriedly and said, "Disciple Zhiyu greets Master."

The Grand Elder waved his hand and whispered, "Well, get up."

Wen Yuxi then slowly raised his head.