Wake up every day in the brother's room

7.

Rong Li has always had a good habit of staying up in bed, but today he didn't get enough sleep, so he was woken up by pinching his face.

"Brother, I still want to sleep..."

Rong Li shrank into the quilt, yawned sleepily, pulled the quilt tightly and rolled all over the bed, "Brother, let me sleep for a while!"

The soft and glutinous voice carried the hoarseness of waking up from a big dream, and Yan Zhi thought of the sweet soft cake for no reason.

Normally, Yan Zhi would soften his heart if Rong Li acted like a baby, but today he didn't, not only didn't, he was determined to ask the little guy to get up and practice swords with him.

——Who made this guy hug him so tightly last night that he couldn't even pull him away!

If it wasn't for the fact that the little guy hasn't enlightened yet, he would have thought... Yan Zhi rubbed his little junior brother's fluffy head, unmoved: "Get up and practice swords with senior brother."

Rong Li vaguely heard the word "practicing sword" in the midst of sleepiness, but he became more energetic, and opened his eyes reluctantly, because just after yawning, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, "practicing sword? Then Brother wait for me..."

His swordsmanship was taught by his senior brother, and he often practiced swords with his senior brother when he was a child, but later on, his senior brother retreated frequently, so he seldom practiced sword with his senior brother again.

However, although he usually likes to be lazy, he has never slack off in sword practice!

After Rong Li finished washing, he was finally not sleepy. He picked up his sword energetically, and followed his senior brother to the back mountain where he usually practiced sword.

He is indeed very talented in the field of cultivation. Yan Zhi only taught him swordsmanship, and he can figure out other things by himself and master them.While feeding him sword moves, Yan Zhi observed him carefully, one hour passed before he knew it.

Yan Zhi smiled lightly, put away his sword, "Okay."

There was a thin layer of sweat on Rong Li's forehead, Yan Zhi stopped his sword, and he ran over with small steps, raised his head, opened his bright eyes, and looked over with a little expectation: "Senior brother, brother , Have I made any progress!"

This appearance is the same as when I was a child, eagerly waiting for praise.

At first, Yan Zhi wanted to remind him one or two words that he should not be impetuous or arrogant in his practice, but seeing his expression, his heart softened, and his tone softened a bit: "Yes."

Rong Li was like a little rabbit who got carrots, with a bright smile, bright and cute.

He glanced at Yan Zhi cautiously, and seeing the faint smile in his eyes, he became courageous, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Zhi's sleeve, and shook it: "Senior brother, I'm done practicing sword, what are you going to do next?" ah?"

Rong Li is the youngest in the school, and he is only less than 20 years old, and his face is tender, he looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with a hint of childishness.

Yan Zhi had a thought, and asked, "How old is Xiao Lier this year?"

"I'll be twenty next month." Rong Li tilted his head and thought for a while, then jumped up, "I'm going to be an adult!"

"Twenty..." Yan Zhi murmured, seeing his excited expression, couldn't help laughing, rubbed his head, and sighed, "I'm still a child..."

Indeed, before Rong Li entered the teacher's school, the youngest third child was over 100 years old. At Rong Li's age, he didn't even have a fraction of him. He was really a child.

But among ordinary humans, he is indeed a small adult.

He restrained his expression, held the little guy's slender wrist with his backhand, and said, "Did Senior Brother teach you the method of dual cultivation of Dharma and Physiognomy?"

8.

Dual cultivation of Dharma and physiognomy?

what is that?

Confusion was written on Rong Li's face.

He knows the Dharma image. After cultivating to the fifth level, a small thing will be condensed in the spiritual energy sea.

The higher the realm of the cultivator, the more powerful the dharma, and sometimes the practitioner can summon the dharma to fight together.

Rong Li had just broken through the fifth level of realm not long ago, and the dharma form was still very immature, even a little transparent. He usually carefully guarded it, hoping that it would solidify soon.

"Dual cultivation of Dharma and Aspect..." Yan Zhi explained slowly, carefully considering the words and sentences, "It is to help each other. Some Dharma and Aspects can be compatible with each other, and dual cultivation together can get twice the result with half the effort."

Rong Li seemed to understand, subconsciously asked: "Ah, then my senior brother and I agree with each other's Dharma?"

Yan Zhi's heart skipped a beat when he saw his clear gaze, and he said slowly after a long while: "I don't know. Your Dharma image has just been condensed, and senior brother will check for you whether it is stable or not."

If the second senior sister was here, she would definitely be able to see Yan Zhi's thoughts and scolded him with a smile, "a beast in clothes, always thinking about coaxing the younger brother into his mouth", but the second senior sister with bright eyes is not here at this time.

Rong Li, who was as simple as white paper, had [-]% trust in Yan Zhi, he nodded ignorantly, obediently "Oh", and handed over the control to Yan Zhi.

In fact, dual cultivation of Dharma and Aspect is very common in the world of cultivating immortals. Yan Zhi is right. Practicing together with compatible Dharma Aspects can indeed achieve twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, many practitioners will find Dharma Aspects to match when looking for Taoist companions.

——Mark the key points, Taoist companion.

Yan Zhi squeezed the soft hand of his junior brother, and from an angle he couldn't see, his gaze was as deep as a deep well, and a meaningful light flashed across it.

20 years old...

Well, not too small.

The bad-hearted senior brother who didn't know how long he had lived began to put the matter of abducting the junior brother on the agenda without changing his face.

9.

Inside the house, on the couch.

As soon as Rong Li touched the soft bed, he wanted to bury himself in the quilt and roll over, but his senior brother was sitting facing him, so he could only force himself to look upright, and asked curiously: "Senior brother, how do you double cultivate?"

There are two types of double cultivation, one is the double cultivation of the law, and the other is the double cultivation of the body.

With no distractions, Rong Li subconsciously shortened the name of dual cultivation of Dharma and imagery. His eyes were so clear that he had no other meaning—he was really curious. Haili, how do you practice?

Is it possible to summon it?But he still can't summon Dharma...

He was thinking about how to summon the Dharma, but he didn't know that his respected senior brother, who looked up at the mountain and stood upright, was suffocated by his crisp "Double Cultivation", and he sighed silently for a long time, and stretched out his hand : "Give me your hand."

Rong Li obediently passed her hand over.

"Close your eyes, be careful, luck..."

Yan Zhi spoke slowly, and the strong yet gentle aura entered Rong Li's body smoothly, guiding his spiritual consciousness into his own aura sea.

"did you see it?"

Spiritual consciousness is the second pair of eyes of a cultivator. Rong Li's spiritual consciousness slid around Yan Zhi's Dharma like a small fish, amazed: "Brother's Dharma looks so good!"

Yan Zhi's dharma image has been condensed for many years, and because of his profound state, the dharma image is full of pure golden light.

Rong Li had no resistance to such a golden light, his spiritual sense was eager to try, he hesitated for a moment, finally unable to resist the attraction of the golden light, his spiritual sense touched Yan Zhi's Dharma face carefully and quickly.

His movements were very light, but Yan Zhi's breath immediately became unsteady for a moment, and a gasp escaped from his throat almost immediately, with a trace of helplessness: "Little Lier, don't touch it randomly."