There's something wrong with the general.

Eagle's Beak Valley, the valley is as its name suggests.

There are steep cliffs on both sides, slanting down at an extremely sharp angle to form a valley.

At the bottom of the valley is a long and narrow river channel.

The water is deep and fast, and you can be swept several meters away in the blink of an eye.

Zhiming made a simple boat using tree trunks from both sides of the river.

It swayed in the river, up and down, and was severely tormented by the current.

Occasionally, a reef would suddenly appear, and Wen Yuxi would see Zhiming use his spiritual power to control the bow of the boat.

A sharp turn, a dangerous and quick way around.

The passing water splashed into the cabin, soaking the clothes.

Wen Yuxi burst into laughter, dipped his fingertips in water, and threw it at Zhiming.

The jade-like face was wet with water, which made it look even colder.

Wen Yuxi laughed even more happily.

She laughed at him and said, "Brother, you really have a face as white as a lotus in clear water. If others saw you, they would definitely come over to chat with you."

Zhiming sat upright in the cabin, quite steady.

He neither stopped Wen Yuxi from watering the plants nor took his teasing to heart.

Although the eyes are open, it seems as if the person's soul has already fled into the sky.

Wen Yuxi was slightly stunned.

Could it be that he is practicing again?

But weren't you carefully controlling the direction of the boat just now?

Wen Yuxi held the side of the boat, walked quietly to him, and placed her finger under his nose.

There was no breath left.

Wen Yuxi took a deep breath and understood. He was indeed practicing.

Then she sat down next to him.

I watched the boat go by like an arrow in boredom, and the beautiful scenery on both sides of the river quickly disappeared.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will get tired of it after looking at it for a long time.

Wen Yuxi withdrew his gaze, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Zhiming's face.

On the cold white face, you can see fine hairs on the face, and the long eyelashes are spread out like a round fan.

There was water on his face, some half-dried water splashes left behind a few stains.

It looks a bit annoying.

Wen Yuxi turned his sleeves left and right, but didn't see any handkerchief or anything like that.

So he raised his arm, picked up his sleeve, and wiped his face carefully.

After wiping it, my eyes were drawn to his eyelashes again.

I secretly wanted to touch his eyelashes.

Wen Yuxi half stood up and tiptoed towards him.

The tip of my index finger gently touched the long and thick eyelashes.

His eyelashes sensed the approach of a 'foreign object' and suddenly blinked slowly.

Wen Yuxi's heart skipped a beat and he was startled.

He quickly withdrew his hand and looked around outside the boat.

He glanced at Zhiming on the side with a guilty look.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from my ear: "But it's a bit boring?"

Wen Yuxi turned around nonchalantly and said with a smile, "Not boring at all."

After all, we just played for quite a while.

"Brother, were you practicing just now? Oh, by the way, Brother, since you have already acknowledged me as your junior disciple, shouldn't you teach me some things about cultivation?"

Zhiming nodded: "Okay. Sit down and let me check your body."

Hearing this, Wen Yuxi hesitated.

What if he finds out that I'm already at the first level of Qi Refining? Wouldn't that be cheating?

His eyes rolled and he thought of a good idea.

Then, she sat cross-legged obediently beside Zhiming and stretched out her wrist.

Zhiming took his hand and put it back on his knees.

Place your fingers on his dantian.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Junior brother has already drawn the energy into his body."

Wen Yuxi hurriedly prepared for battle, here he comes!

"What is the concept of drawing Qi into the body? How can I draw Qi into the body?"

Zhiming looked at him quietly with a smile on his lips.

But Wen Yuxi felt a little uneasy, as she always felt that he could see through her.

But it’s not a good idea to confess, so I have to keep pretending.

Zhiming opened his lips slightly and said, "The great barrier between mortals and immortal cultivators is the process of drawing Qi into the body. If a mortal can successfully draw Qi into the body, then he has made the initial steps towards becoming an immortal."

Wen Yuxi feigned surprise as he looked at Zhiming and asked, "So, Senior Brother, are you saying that I'm already an immortal cultivator?"

"That's right, but the spiritual power in your Qi Sea is weak, so you need to practice diligently."

Zhiming nodded and did not ask how he reached the first level of Qi Refining Stage.

Seeing that he did not ask any further questions, Wen Yuxi felt embarrassed. He scratched his head and moved closer to him in a cute way.

"Brother, won't you ask me why I have such a tiny cultivation base?"

Zhiming smiled slightly and said, "Everyone has secrets. As long as they are not harmful to the sect or morality, I will not ask about them."

Wen Yuxi's eyes widened, his face filled with excitement: "Our sect is so tolerant. Look, this is the magnanimity of a great sect of immortal cultivation."

Zhiming laughed dumbly: "No, our sect is the Jiuxuan Sect, not a major sect in the world."

"Then, among the disciples of the Wanjian Sect and the Qiongshan Sect that we met before, whose sect is more famous than ours?

"The Wanjian Sect and the Qiongshan Sect are among the three sects and five schools in this world, and are places that many disciples flock to."

Wen Yuxi quickly grasped the word "this world".

He deliberately reminded her, "Brother, why did you use the word 'this world'? Is there another world besides ours?"

Zhiming was slightly stunned, and after a pause, he slowly replied, "That's right. The so-called Three Thousand Great Worlds consist of billions of small worlds. Within the great worlds, there are billions of small worlds. We cultivators are but a drop in the ocean. A moment or a hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye."

Wen Yuxi stared at him closely and asked, "Has Senior Brother ever been to other small worlds, or met people from other small worlds?"

Zhiming's eyes flashed, and he turned his head slightly to look at the rushing water, his voice erratic.

He did not give a direct answer, but said: "Only when a cultivator reaches the incarnation stage can he tear through the void and reach other small worlds."

Wen Yuxi sighed, "Brother, you are already at the Golden Core Stage now. I believe you will soon reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Then you will be able to roam the vast universe at your leisure."

Upon hearing this, Zhiming's smile vanished. He spoke seriously, "The world of cultivation is full of dangers and hardships. One can lose one's life if one is not careful. The path of cultivation is no joke. One wrong move can lead to eternal damnation. Junior brother, you must never again play with life. Strong men abound here, and the weak are the prey of the strong. Only by going against the will of heaven and constantly improving your cultivation can you achieve the great Dao."

His expression was extremely serious, but Wen Yuxi felt that his senior brother was overreacting.

Wen Yuxi poked his sleeve with his finger and grinned, "Brother, aren't you afraid of scaring me off by saying that? What if I just want to be a mortal in the future? Where can you find a junior brother as obedient as me in the future?"

"I know you won't."

Zhiming said lightly.

Wen Yuxi curled his lips and said, "No, that's not the case. He is not a paper king. What he fears most in his life is suffering."

But why couldn't his senior brother see through this?

After a while, Wen Yuxi suddenly said, "Brother, do you still remember the time you met me on Shenglong Mountain?"

Zhiming looked at him quietly and listened to him continue: "Yes, I remember."

Wen Yuxi raised an eyebrow and said, "It was on that mountain that I found an elixir. I ate it and became the person I am today with cultivation."

Zhiming reached out and touched his face, a trace of heartache flashing across his eyes.

"Forcing your way in is extremely painful. I'm sure you..."

Wen Yuxi waved his hand and said indifferently: "I'm not afraid of pain."

Zhiming's eyes flashed and he uttered two words in his heart.

fraud!