Master is different

The tempting aroma of food was still creeping into his nose, but Wen Yang didn't pay any attention to them. He glanced at Xi Heng who was sitting beside him, and only met the latter. half of his face.

Xi Heng's expression was very serious, even more serious than when he was discussing matters with other peak master elders in the palace, Wen Yang could see the seriousness on his face, the corners of his lips twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

There is no other reason, only because Xi Heng is quite serious... serving him vegetables.

Finally, after putting a piece of rouge goose breast into the bowl in front of Wen Yang, Xi Heng tilted his head, his eyes precisely met Wen Yang's gaze, "Today is all your favorite food, try it?"

Xi Heng smiled slightly, his voice soft.

Wen Yang pursed his lower lip.

When is it not his favorite food...

Every day, there is nothing that is not according to his taste. Wen Yang almost doubts that Xi Heng may know himself better than him, but this is obviously impossible, and it can only be attributed to——

Xi Heng pays attention to him all the time.

Only in this way can he understand his preferences so thoroughly.

While thinking about it, Wen Yang inexplicably felt a rush of enthusiasm in his ears. He moved his eyes a little bit away, looked at the dishes that were already piled up in front of him, "Master, come along too."

After the words fell, a low laugh came from the side.

Wen Yang didn't go to see him, but picked up the jade chopsticks and started eating.

The delicacies in the realm of comprehension are indeed much better than those in the devil realm, and a table of delicious delicacies was quickly swept away. Wen Yang reached out and took the jade dew that Xi Heng had poured for him, and the feeling of fullness in his stomach disappeared instantly.

He put the cup back on the table, and before he could push it aside, someone pinched the other side of the cup.

Xi Heng took the cup and said with a warm smile, "I want another cup."

Wen Yang: "..."

Wen Yang didn't remember anything until he had another cup of Yulu, "I heard something happened in the lower realm... what is it?"

Xi Heng never tried to hide it from him, but when he heard Yang asked about it, he also said bluntly: "There are foreign objects in the mortal world."

Wen Yang frowned subconsciously, a foreign object... "Demon?"

Xi Heng shook his head lightly, and said again: "It's because of the ghosts."

"The Underworld?" Wen Yang loosened his slightly frowned brows, a little surprised.

·

There has been no movement in the Nether Realm in the Six Realms for a long time. If you really count, there is probably... 3000 years without any news in the Six Realms.

Even the most silent and secluded spirit world can still show one or two messages, but the netherworld seems to have been silent 3000 years ago.

Although Wen Yang has been on the throne for more than a thousand years, he has never paid much attention to the Netherworld. As for what happened 3000 years ago, he has not cared much. He is a little surprised to hear that there is another change in the Netherworld.

Wen Yang: "I heard that the Netherworld is under the boundless sea, separated from the mortal world, are they... come out?"

Xi Heng looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then explained to him, "Back then, the Netherworld was a boundless sea that was banned."

The nether world was originally connected to the mortal world, because if a mortal dies, his soul will return to the nether world, so the two worlds are connected.

"3000 years ago, the Lord of the Nether led the ghosts to disrupt the realm of comprehension, and was finally banned in the Boundless Sea." Xi Heng explained lightly.

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows, saw something, and then said: "The banning of Lu Chenyuan into the Boundless Sea...was Master doing it?"

Lu Chenyuan, the Lord of the Underworld.

As soon as these words came out, Xi Heng stopped talking and looked at him, his eyes were deep, as if he was hiding a lot of things to say, all covered in black.

After a while, he said, "Yes."

Wen Yang understood, and heard Xi Heng continue to say: "He was suppressed in the boundless sea by the joint efforts of his master, Master Daoxin of Wanfo Temple and Zhicheng Xianzun."

As soon as Lu Chenyuan was suppressed, all the other ghosts sank into the bottom of the sea with him.

Since then, the mortal world and the nether world have been separated by an infinite sea.

"So..." Wen Yang pulled his lips, his expression a little loose, "Then Lu Chenyuan came out of the Boundless Sea, ready to take revenge?"

Xi Heng: "Tomorrow, I will go to Wanfo Temple for the teacher's meeting."

It should be to discuss this matter with Master Daoxin of Wanfo Temple, and it is estimated that he will go to Wulianghai to see, Wen Yang guessed, but these have nothing to do with him.

Seeing his lack of interest, Xi Heng laughed and said, "I'll be back earlier then."

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly upturned at the moment, as if to say "it's none of my business". He replied in a low voice: "Got it."

***

The next day, Xi Heng left Shangxuan Xianzong, leaving only Wen Yang in Dingchen Peak.

Wen Yang went to Lingjian Peak as usual, and as soon as he entered the main hall, he ran into Yun Tong who had been standing at the gate of the hall for some time.

Seeming to be waiting for him, Yun Tong's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Yang's figure, "Little Senior Brother!"

Before Wen Yangxing approached him, Yuntong rushed over impatiently, "Little Senior Brother, you're here.

"Wait for me?" Wen Yang backed away without a trace, with a faint depression lingering between his brows.

Today's breakfast is for him alone.

Xi Heng didn't speak to him when he left.

Wen Yang suppressed the unhappiness in his eyes, and he was still thinking about it. The last time he returned to the Demon Realm, he remembered to leave a letter with Xi Heng...

"What do you think, little brother?"

Here Yuntong didn't know what he said just now, he was asking Wen Yang for his opinion.

Only then did Wen Yang's attention shift back, and his eyes fell on Yuntong, "What did you say?"

Yuntong didn't see his ecstasy, so he told him again, "Oh, I'm talking about, yesterday some senior brothers were called by the elders, saying that they wanted to organize disciples to go to the mortal world to see if there is any If it is unusual, you can go to solve one or two."

These disciples should not know the specific situation, but as long as it is not Lu Chenyuan himself, if it is just ghosts, it is more than enough to send disciples like them.

After Yuntong finished speaking, he looked at Wen Yang with bright eyes, "Do you want to go and see, little brother?"

He also didn't think there would be any danger in the mortal world, he was bored staying in the sect all day, so he didn't want to go out and have a look.

In the past, Yuntong often received missions from the sect to go down the mountain to practice, but now he hasn't gone out for a long time, so he is a little excited.

Wen Yang paused, then thought that Xi Heng was no longer at Dingchen Peak, what was he still doing here, so he nodded slightly, "Okay."

·

Going to the mortal world was decided like this. This mission was not widely opened in the sect, so there were a total of 20 disciples who came together, most of them were direct disciples, and Fang Chen was the leader.

Yuntong has not been to the mortal world in the future, and in the past, he has taken missions to the middle three worlds at most, and he has never been to the lower three worlds.

Most of those missions were to kill ferocious beasts or capture spirit beasts in the upper three realms.

The task this time is to wipe out evil things in the mortal world, Yun Tong was quite eager to try, grabbed Wen Yang and kept talking all the way, "I don't know what the mortal world is like, I heard that the mortal world will kill monks Be a fairy... I haven't been a fairy yet."

Yun Tong scratched his chin.

In the upper, middle, and lower realms, only those who are of the same level as his master and several peak masters can be called "immortals".

Wen Yang glanced at him, and said with a smile: "This time, I can be the one."

Yuntong was happy when he heard the words, "Okay."

At the end, he said again: "But I don't know where it will end up..."

As Yun Tong said, the flying boat carrying a team of 20 people finally landed in an unknown border town in the mortal world. The town was sparsely populated, like an empty town.

"Why did you choose this place?" Yun Tong, who was still thinking of being worshiped by the stars as a fairy, was stunned, and looked at Fang Chen, the team leader, with a resentful expression.

Wen Yang also glanced casually.

Fang Chen was holding a compass in his hand, and the pointer on the compass was pointing straight in one direction.

"Junior Brother Yun probably doesn't know, but even Junior Brother Fang doesn't know the destination of this mission." Suddenly a lazy and pleasant female voice came.

"Senior Sister Mu." Yuntong turned his head to look, and called out with a smile.

The woman called 'Sister Mu' looked at him and smiled at him.

Mu Qingqing, also a direct disciple of Juzhan Peak Huo Yu Xianzun, was the first to be recruited in this team.

She was supposed to lead the team this time, but because of her more casual personality and dislike being a team leader—mainly because she finds it troublesome, she pushed it to Fang Chen.

"Little senior brother." Mu Qingqing's almond-shaped eyes curved into a crescent, and the slightly raised end of the eyes made it look a bit cunning like a fox's eyes. She stared at Wen Yang.

Wen Yang let out a 'huh'.

Mu Qingqing laughed, and fixedly glanced at Wen Yang, for some reason... She saw a bit of indifference from the face of this little brother who has been loved by her disciples recently.

Since joining the Xuanxian Sect, he has become famous for being kind and easy-going...

Mu Qingqing was looking at Wen Yang with great interest, as if she had noticed something, Yun Tong suddenly walked away from Wen Yang and walked in front of Mu Qingqing.

"Little senior brother can't live without respect, I think he has not been very interested since he left the sect... Maybe he wants to respect." Yun Tong thought he was talking to Mu Qingqing in a low voice.

On the other side, Wen Yang who heard his words clearly:...

The expression on his face was almost unstoppable.

He couldn't do without... Xi Heng?

Still thinking about him?