There's something wrong with the general.

After entering the house, Wen Yuxi began to bring up old matters.

He poked Zhiming's shoulder and said, "I moved into the disciple dormitory, and my senior brother didn't even come to see me for a whole month!"

Wen Yuxi stared into his eyes, and as she spoke, she felt a nameless anger rising in her heart.

She glared at him and said angrily, "Besides, I can't contact you no matter what I do. Even the jade token can't reach you. Who said before that I could contact you anywhere?"

Zhiming lowered his eyes and let him talk.

"And Master, he called over for no reason and scared me to death."

"If you have something to say, shouldn't you tell me in advance? So I don't have to worry."

Wen Yuxi was filled with grievances and vented them all.

Zhiming's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his hand and touched his cheek, whispering, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."

His body needs to be tempered.

Whenever this happens, all contact with the outside world will be cut off, just like a dead body.

He was indeed negligent.

Wen Yuxi took a step forward and leaned closer, almost face to face.

Suddenly he said, "A month ago in the early morning, there was a strange smell at the door of my dormitory. Was it my senior brother?"

He stared at Zhiming's eyes, a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes, and he felt a little nervous.

In the Jiuxuan Sect, he is most familiar with his senior brother. If the person outside the sect that day was not his senior brother, who else could it be?

Sure enough, Zhiming nodded.

Wen Yuxi suddenly felt relieved and said dissatisfiedly, "Since you are at the door, why don't you come in?"

"You are in a critical period of cultivation, so it is inconvenient to disturb you."

Wen Yuxi rolled her eyes: "I was learning to read at that time."

Zhiming pinched his fingers, his dark eyes flickering as he asked, "Junior brother, how did you know there was someone outside? Was it that half-demon?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Jiang Ling told me."

Zhiming frowned slightly, looked at him quietly, and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Ling... Senior Brother?"

The fingers held in his hand felt a slight pain, and Wen Yuxi's eyelids twitched.

He quickly explained: "It's Brother Jiang Ling."

Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke coldly, emphasizing each word: "Big...Brother?"

Wen Yuxi felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and he quickly pleaded for mercy: "Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling, is this enough?"

Zhiming's brows relaxed when he heard this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "We've only known each other for a few days, and you're already calling each other so intimately."

Wen Yuxi secretly curled his lips and said it as if you are not the same.

I had only known you for a few days when I called you senior brother.

snort!

oppressive rule.

Wen Yuxi could only complain in his heart, but he blinked very obediently on the surface and asked maliciously, "Brother, are you jealous?"

Zhiming was slightly startled when he heard this. After a long while, he stared into Wen Yuxi's eyes and whispered, "If I say... yes..."

Wen Yuxi's eyes suddenly tightened, his heart beat violently, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

What does he mean by this...

That's not what he meant.

Definitely not!!!

Wen Yuxi blinked nonchalantly, scratched his head, and suddenly smiled: "Brother, please don't be jealous. In my heart, you are my most beloved brother. No one is greater than you!"

Zhiming chuckled when he heard this: "Really?"

Wen Yuxi nodded: "Yes. Brother, even if you don't believe me, you should believe in yourself."

Zhiming raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Brother, you accepted me as your junior disciple, doesn't that mean you trust me?"

Zhiming couldn't help but laugh: "You're so talkative!"

After Wen Yuxi vented her resentment towards Zhiming, she suddenly felt happier.

She pestered him with questions: "Brother, what did you gain from this retreat?"

"Well, my realm has become more stable. How about you?"

He turned his head and looked Wen Yuxi from head to toe, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Junior brother, have you reached the eighth level of Qi Refining? But what opportunity did you encounter?"

Wen Yuxi scratched his head.

Strangely enough, he was only on the raft at that time, in such a dangerous situation, he broke through the third level of the Moon Stepping Skill.

Then his cultivation level advanced rapidly all the way to the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage.

"I don't know either. I just leveled up without knowing why."

Zhiming couldn't help but laugh: "In that case, you should consolidate your cultivation. If you advance too quickly and don't lay a solid foundation, there will be endless troubles."

Wen Yuxi's face fell involuntarily. "What should I do, Brother? I can't control it. At that time, I just felt that the spiritual energy around me was drilling into my body, and the level kept growing upwards."

Zhiming whispered soothingly, "Junior brother, don't worry too much. The upgrade itself is a natural process. Under certain opportunities, you will break through the current realm."

Wen Yuxi nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly thought of the white and red yin and yang fish in the qi sea.

He hurriedly asked solemnly, "Brother, I have indeed encountered a problem in my cultivation. This time I came to you to ask what is going on."

Zhiming said in a clear and calm voice, "Well, I'm listening, you talk."

Wen Yuxi blinked uncomfortably and said, "It's just... there's something strange in my Qi Sea. There are two extra things."

Zhiming frowned upon hearing this: "Junior brother, go sit on the couch and I'll show you."

Wen Yuxi sat obediently on the couch.

I felt a little nervous, wondering if it was an incurable disease like cancer.

His palms were sweaty and his face was tense.

Zhiming jumped up and sat face to face with him, whispering soothingly, "Junior brother, relax."

Wen Yuxi's face looked like she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Tell him how to relax!

He is now like a patient waiting for the chief physician to diagnose his illness.

It could be a mountain or a valley.

Zhiming slowly stretched out his hand and placed his slender fingers three fingers below Wen Yuxi's navel.

"Haha" He couldn't help but laugh twice.

"It's so itchy." Wen Yuxi was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig her toes into the ground. She bit her lips tightly and didn't make any sound.

Although the senior brother's hand was covered by clothes, he could still feel the slightly cool touch of his fingers.

Wen Yuxi was like a fish on a chopping board, suffering greatly.

Zhiming lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly.

Input a trace of spiritual power into his qi sea.

I saw that the spiritual power was swallowed up in an instant, but it seemed not enough and wanted to grab more.

Zhiming did not let go of his hand, allowing the spiritual power in his body to pass from his fingers to Wen Yuxi's qi sea.

Um?what is that?

Zhiming was slightly stunned.

Yin Yang fish?

Zhi Mingchao input a trace of spiritual power into the Yin-Yang fish, which was immediately absorbed by the white fish.

He channeled another bit of spiritual power into the fiery red.

Wen Yuxi's body suddenly spasmed: "Brother, it hurts."

Zhiming quickly withdrew his hand, a heavy look flashing across his face.

"Junior brother!"

Wen Yuxi was sweating from the pain just now, but after his senior brother withdrew his hand, the pain gradually subsided.

He waved his hand, his face pale: "It doesn't hurt, brother, don't worry."