Master is different

The words were light and slow, and the tone was deep and very magnetic, word by word penetrated into Wen Yang's ears.

It seems that a sentence that has been hidden for a long time has finally been uttered, and it seems that...

Really looking for him for a long time.

Wen Yang's figure was slightly upright, his eyelashes fluttered twice, and he looked away after hearing the words for a while, not looking at those eyes that were so deep that they almost drowned, and unconsciously lowered his tone when he opened his lips.

"The Luhua Palace is too boring, so I came to the lower realm with all my juniors."

As soon as the words fell, Xi Heng answered, "I know."

The voice was as soft as ever.

Xi Heng looked at Wen Yang, whose eyelids were drooping slightly, and he didn't know where to look. Hearing his low...inexplicably soft reply, as if he was acting like a baby at him, his deep eyes were full of tears. dark.

It is precisely because of the mission of the sect that Xi Heng was able to pass the sect order worn by his disciples when they went out on missions...

Find Wen Yang.

Knowing this, Wen Yang's ears twitched, but he couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.

Knowing that he left the sect... unexpectedly followed him to the mortal world.

After a pause, Wen Yang raised his eyelids, and his light-colored eyes with a few faint golden lights were exposed to Xi Heng's sight, his eyes seemed to be full of light, "Master's matter, have you dealt with it?"

Xi Heng: "Yes."

There was no abnormality in the boundary of Wulianghai, and Master Daoxin didn't see anything, so they turned back after not staying for long.

After listening to Xi Heng briefly tell him about the recent events one by one, Wen Yang definitely took a few glances at Xi Heng.

When he spoke, his eyes kept falling on himself, his black eyes seemed to be full of seriousness, and there was a little smile in his expression, even though he was talking about some irrelevant topics, he was not at all impatient, and his whole body was full of immortality. .1's majesty and demeanor, but there is a gentleman's dignity, dignity and elegance in his eyebrows.

After silently listening to him, Wen Yang got up from the couch and sat at the table with Xi Heng. The latter had spontaneously poured two cups of tea when he walked over. Wen Yang raised his hand to take it, and the corners of his lips unconsciously Provoke a touch of arc.

Xi Heng is always like this, there is nothing inappropriate, as if he always knows what he is thinking.

"I'm hungry." Wen Yang didn't drink the cup of tea, but raised his head slightly, looking at the person beside him with his eyes, and said to Xi Heng, his tone was full of sense of course.

He was already hungry.

Xi Heng looked at Wen Yang, seeing his small appearance, couldn't help laughing.

This is coquettish...

·

After Wen Yang took the initiative to mention that he was hungry, he watched as Xi Heng responded with a flick of his sleeves, and the table was filled with all kinds of Wen Yang's favorite food.

Apparently Xi Heng was already prepared.

Sure enough, I just heard him say: "I was worried that you would be hungry when I came..."

Wen Yang nodded, sniffing the aroma, it felt as if he had already felt the fullness of his stomach before he tasted it, bringing bursts of warmth.

How can a cultivator get hungry so easily, Wen Yang smiled inwardly, picked up the jade chopsticks and ate with satisfaction.

Just as the two of them had exhausted a table of delicacies, there was a knock on the door just outside the house, "Little brother, it's time to go down for dinner."

A group of them stayed in the inn in the mortal world, naturally they had to be the same as mortals, and now it happened to be dinner time.

Wen Yang glanced at the empty dishes on the table, but didn't respond for a while, Yun Tong continued outside the door, "Little senior brother?"

The door knocked loudly.

Wen Yang: "..."

A low laugh sounded from the side, Wen Yang turned his face to look, and saw Xi Heng whose lips were raised and hadn't had time to retract yet, at this moment he was looking at Wen Yang with a smile on his face.

Wen Yang's eyes changed, Xi Heng shook his head lightly when he saw this, took out the jade dew with a smile, and said softly, "Drink."

Looking at the jade lamp pushed by the slender fingertips, Wen Yang raised his drooping brows and eyes, and said to Yun Tong outside the door: "Got it, you go first, I'll be there later."

Until the sound of Yun Tong's footsteps coming down the stairs, Wen Yang said softly as if revenge: "Is the master going down to have dinner with the disciples? All the juniors don't know you are here yet."

Wen Yang specially emphasized the word 'you', after finishing speaking, as if he finally had a good time, the corners of his eyes and brows stretched out at this moment.

Xi Heng only smiled slightly, "No."

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes to look at the jade lamp, felt that it was not enough in his heart, he stretched out his hand to grab the jade lamp, touched Xi Heng's hand with his fingertips, and he picked up the jade lamp without feeling anything. After the cup, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

Xi Heng glanced at his hand that had fallen on the edge of the table. His fingertips seemed to be a little cold. It was left by Wen Yang... He raised his eyes to see that Wen Yang drank the jade dew, and glanced at the other person's slight movement up and down when he drank the jade dew. Thrilling throat.

Under the eyes stained dark.

Wen Yang put down the jade lamp, hooked his lips, and whispered in a low voice, "Master doesn't want to see Junior Brother and the others..."

He raised his eyebrows, his lips were moistened with a little jade dew, and the water light smudged on his lips, adding a bit of color for no reason, and the slightly hooked phoenix eyes were full of evil spirits, showing a trace of coquettishness .

Wen Yang smiled, "Then tonight... Master will live with the disciple?"

Xi Heng looked at him with a calm expression on his face, as gentle as ever, but his breathing was slowly and lightly.

With his eyes flickering, Wen Yang heard Xi Heng's answer.

"it is good."

***

Wen Yang went downstairs, his expression was as usual.

It was not the first time that Xi Heng lived with him. Since the other party had no intention of letting other disciples know of his arrival, he naturally wanted to stay in his room in the end.

The lobby of the inn was full of people at the moment. Apart from the disciples of Shangxuanzong and Mixingzong, there were also many ordinary people, and there was a lot of noise.

Because he was really curious about how Fang Chen and the others would inquire about the news, Yuntong went downstairs without thinking, but Yuntong noticed Wen Yang the first time he appeared.

Yuntong: "Little brother, here!"

Wen Yang looked around and saw that there was still a vacant seat next to Yuntong, which should be reserved for him.

When he walked over and sat down, Yuntong whispered, "Xiao Er will come over later, let's find a chance to talk."

This was decided by everyone when Wen Yang was not around.

Wen Yang lifted his chin, and responded in a neutral manner: "Yes."

There were people coming and going in the lobby, and several waiters held dishes for the guests, and put them on the table one by one until the last dish fell.

"Xiao Er." At this table were Wen Yang, Yun Tong, Fang Chen, Mu Congyan, Mu Congxue, and Mu Qingqing, and it was Fang Chen who spoke.

Hearing his voice, Xiao Er flicked the rag on his arm and threw it over his shoulder. While hanging down the tray in his hand, he nodded and smiled at the crowd, "Excuse me, what do you need, sir?"

Suddenly smelling this 'you', Wen Yang's lazy eyes paused for a moment, suddenly he wanted to know...

What would Xi Heng do when he was alone in the room.

On the other side, Fang Chen said casually: "You...are these the signature dishes of Luoyang Inn?"

Xiaoer nodded again and again, and said with a little pride: "The guest officer is not a local. The dishes of our Luoyang Inn are well-known in Wucheng. How many people come here especially for the name? Even the city owner will send people to use food boxes every now and then. Pack it up and go back."

At the end of the conversation, Xiaoer blinked and laughed in a low voice: "If our chef and the shopkeeper are not brothers who have died, we might be recruited by the city lord."

Seeing that the guest officials on the table are dressed in extraordinary manners, Xiao Er intends to have a few words with them.

"Luoyang Inn..." Mu Qingqing picked up at the right time, "I remember there is Luoyang Town not far from Wucheng."

It was originally to bring the topic to Luoyang Town, and seeing Xiao Er opened up the chatterbox, they couldn't let it go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mu Qingqing said this, the waiter who was talking eloquently just now suddenly froze, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the shopkeeper.

Seeing his reaction, everyone knew it. It seemed that they were right to inquire here. Mu Qingqing pretended not to know, then narrowed her eyes curiously, and looked at Xiaoer again, "What's wrong?"

Her facial features were already gorgeous, and she was a cultivator, so she had a natural aura in her body, which became more and more beautiful, Xiaoer was stunned for a moment.

After Fang Chen threw out a silver coin, Xiao Er's eyes lit up immediately, and he told everything he knew.

·

It turns out that the shopkeeper of Luoyang Inn is a townsman from Luoyang Town. He and the chef in the inn came to Wucheng to open such an inn a few years ago. According to Xiaoer, in recent months, the shopkeeper and the chef Frequently ran to Luoyang Town.

"Why?" Yuntong couldn't help asking, the accident happened so early in Luoyang Town, so...

Yuntong looked at Mu Congxue, and the other disciples also listened to the conversation here, and he was relieved.

Xiao Er swallowed her saliva, rolled her eyes a few times, lowered her voice and said, "It seems that something happened to Luoyang Town. More than a month ago, the entire Luoyang Town suddenly disappeared. There is a lot of uproar, everyone knows...the shopkeeper's family is all in the town, and I don't know where they went..."

As he talked, Xiaoer couldn't help sighing, where can the shopkeeper's big family go, the shopkeeper has built the inn in the past two years, and he didn't come to enjoy the blessing.

"The things of the people in this town are still there." Xiao Er muttered.

Fang Chen threw out another ingot of broken silver, Xiao Er happily took it.

After they left, Mu Qingqing and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mu Congyan: "Maybe the shopkeeper knows something."

There is also the chef, the two of them started running to Luoyang Town a few months ago, listening to Xiaoer's narration, there seems to be something abnormal here.

It's just that I don't know if the shopkeeper and the chef know...

The disappearance of those people in Luoyang Town was not because they ran away, but...they really disappeared, and there was no trace of them in this world.

Things had some clues, and everyone began to eat.

The food in the mortal world is different from the spiritual plants nourished by spiritual energy in the upper three realms. It is made of ordinary ingredients, which contain many impurities, but they can also be eliminated through practice, so everyone can eat with confidence.

The shop waiter didn't talk too much, the dishes in this inn tasted very good, which solved half of the doubts in his heart, and the disciples of the two sects didn't worry about the things in Luoyang Town, so everyone relaxed a lot.

"Before I thought..." Mu Congxue pinched the bamboo chopsticks, frowned and then loosened. What he said was the sentence he mentioned when he came out of Luoyang Town. If they had arrived earlier, "It's a good thing."

It's their fault.

Yuntong adjusted the atmosphere, "Who would have known that that thing appeared in the mortal world so early."

More than a month ago...it happened to be the time when they went to the Middle Three Realms, and there was no change in the barrier. No one thought that the evil spirit would be dormant in the Mortal Realm early.

After Yuntong finished speaking, Mu Congxue's last trace of guilt dissipated, and then his attention slowly shifted.

However Wen Yang was startled.

over a month ago.

·

Because Yu Zhenzi, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion, said that the five elements and eight trigrams array in the Tianji Pavilion were destroyed by demonic energy, thus linking the monsters in the Tianyuan Secret Realm with the demon world, according to them, it is indeed reasonable.

However, only Wen Yang knew that the matter of monsters had nothing to do with the Demon Realm. When Wen Yang returned to the Demon Realm last time, he went to the Nightmare Demon Sect. Afterwards, he asked Jin Xing to report the movements of other demon races in the Demon Realm. The result he got was... ...No abnormalities.

The demons who can destroy the five elements and eight trigrams formation of Tianji Pavilion have already been thought through in Wen Yang's mind. Except for his three protectors, there are only ten demon generals left. Eliminate the suspicion of demons.

That being the case, then the devil energy has nothing to do with the devil world, and the scope of the troublemakers is narrowed again.

As soon as this incident in the mortal world happened, Wen Yang inevitably connected the two incidents.

If it's not the demons, then there's only... the nether world.

Thinking of Lu Chenyuan, the lord of the underworld, who was jointly suppressed by Xi Heng, Daoxin, and Mu Ruqin, Wen Yang suspected that this matter might have something to do with him.

But there are two unreasonable things.

From Xi Heng's return this time, it is known that the barrier of the boundless sea has not changed, and the restriction in the Nightmare Gate has not been touched either.

Wen Yang's thoughts were immersed in the connection between the two things. On the other side, Yuntong and Mu Congxue were chatting somewhere, and they were very interested, and their voice pierced his eardrums. Wen Yang was startled.

When he looked over, he saw Yuntong slapped his thigh with a surprised expression. His movement was quite loud, and the rest of the people on the table looked at him for a moment.

Even Fang Chen couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Mu Congxue, who didn't expect her words to cause such a big commotion in Yuntong, scratched her nose and said modestly, "I know a little bit."

Yun Tong didn't care about everyone's gaze, his eyes lighted up slightly and said: "The art of divination is the most difficult to learn, I didn't expect you to know it!"

Each sect has its own skills. Although there are various kinds of skills, there are very few skills for the five elements, and divination needs to rely on the operation of the five elements. Not to mention talent, the most important thing is to practice this way It must be single-minded, and no other inner strength and mental methods should be involved.

Therefore, those who want to practice this way can only understand the trivial, that is, those who are proficient in this way.

Yun Tong is the type who doesn't even understand trivial matters, but he has heard that if the five elements are used to the extreme...not only can predict good or bad, but also avoid disadvantages.

It is rumored that the powerful person who founded the Tianji Pavilion and set up the Five Elements and Eight Arrays can even sense the will of the Heavenly Dao.

This is what makes Yuntong yearn for this kind of magic the most.

Mu Congxue smiled, "I also learned it out of curiosity."

The atmosphere became heated because of the conversation and laughter between the two, and Mu Congyan followed suit at this time. Yun Tong became more curious when he heard this, noticed his gaze, and quickly threw the topic to Mu Congyan again.

"Qiran, don't you know how to do it?" There are very few cultivators who know how to operate the five elements. Although it is possible to cultivate to the Mahayana, there are few people in the world who can cultivate to the Mahayana. However, Yuntong thinks that Yimu Congyan Talent can do anything.

Junzijian is not in vain. Mu Congyan's talent has long been known to everyone in the upper three realms. There seems to be no bottleneck on the road to practice, and the journey has been smooth, and he has even been appointed as the next heir to the head.

Yuntong really didn't know what shortcomings Mu Congyan had.

Sure enough, Mu Congyan nodded the next moment.

Yun Tong was surprised, "It's amazing."

Until the end of the meal, Yuntong was still pulling Mu Congxue to sigh, and did not forget to say to Wen Yang: "Before, I was thinking about when I would have the opportunity to go to the Tianji Pavilion for a fortune-telling. From the snow."

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to be?"

Yun Tong: "Everything counts! Um... count, marriage?"

Mu Congxue twitched the corner of her mouth, "I don't know how to do this."

He can only scratch the surface, how can he really do divination for others.

Yun Tong suddenly felt disappointed, "Ah... so, then I can only go to Tianji Pavilion, but Tianji Pavilion is not so easy to enter..."

Yun Tong looked downcast, and asked Mu Qingqing who was following upstairs and couldn't help laughing, "Which fairy did Junior Brother Yun take a fancy to?"

Fang Chen glanced at the crowd lightly, then passed them back to the room first.

Yuntong: "That's not true, but marriage should be what everyone wants..."

As he said that, Yuntong turned his head to look at Wen Yang, "Young senior brother also thinks about it?"

Wen Yang sneered: "Only you think."

Yun Tong was hesitant, and went to see Mu Congxue, who was also not interested in it, so he went to see Mu Congyan again, as if he could see his "no desire, no desire", Yun Tong continued to turn his head, and finally met the Mu Qingqing's playful gaze.

Yun Tong: "..."

·

The topic finally reached the second floor, when Wen Yang was about to go back to his room, he and Mu Congyan were the only ones left in the aisle at some point, and the other party stopped him.

Wen Yang: "Is there something wrong?"

Mu Congyan shook his head, his eyes glanced over Wen Yang, and looked into the room.

Wen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Mu Congyan smiled, "Just now, I smelled the smell of dew tea from Wen Daoyou, and I went to Tianji Pavilion to ask for Lingbao's treatment three months ago... I heard from the disciples of Tianji Pavilion that the owner of the pavilion once Give all the dew tea juice to Immortal Venerable Li Wang."

Wen Yang suddenly realized that what he had been drinking was Luming syrup.

It is said that there is only one copy of this thing in the entire Huanling Continent, and they are all hidden in the Tianji Pavilion. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of Xi Heng, and finally...

All were fed to Wen Yang.

No wonder it has a special effect. The breath of Luming Syrup is easy to linger between the lips and teeth for a long time. I didn't expect it to be smelled by others.

Knowing that Mu Congyan might have guessed that Xi Heng was here, Wen Yang didn't answer directly, but said, "Have you tried it?"

Wen Yang narrowed his eyes.

But Mu Congyan smiled lightly, his brows were warm and peaceful, and he said, "I'm lucky to have heard of it."

Wen Yang: "..."

I don't know whether his nose is really good or something else.

But when Mu Congyan was about to pass by him, Wen Yang said, "Master gave it to me."

Mu Congyan paused, smiled and nodded with him, "I really thought about it."

Wen Yang nodded.

At the end, I heard another sentence: "Immortal Li Wang treats fellow Taoist very well."

With a short sentence, Mu Congyan left after finishing speaking, while Wen Yang stayed where he was, and he glanced at the door after a while.

This is not the first time to say this...

Wen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door open and entered.

The moment the door opened, Xi Heng's figure came into view. The other party was sitting at the table, as if waiting for him... When Wen Yang closed the door and walked in, Xi Heng slightly raised his eyes and looked at him.

Mu Congyan's words still seemed to be lingering in his ears.

Xi Heng treats him well...

Wen Yang walked towards the table, and suddenly asked: "Aren't you going back?"

Xi Heng looked at him with soft eyes, "Huh?"

Wen Yang walked to the seat opposite Xi Heng and sat down, leaned back casually, looked up slightly, wandered around the room without bounds, "Hui Zong."

"No return."

Hearing his answer, Wen Yang's eyelids were half closed and his voice was lazy, "Why?"

It's very good, Wen Yang thought.

After he finished asking, he didn't hear Xi Heng's answer for a long time. Looking sideways, he saw Xi Heng was silent and staring at him calmly.

After looking at each other for a long time, until the air seemed to be stagnant, Wen Yang heard Xi Heng say, "In the future..."

"As a teacher, I only treat you well."

He heard it, Wen Yang paused.

Xi Heng heard the conversation between Mu Congyan and him.

Also, only one door away, how could Xi Heng not hear.

Wen Yang looked at Xi Heng, and Xi Heng was also looking at him, stared at by such a pair of dark and deep eyes, Wen Yang somehow felt as if his gaze had been scalded by something, and turned his eyes away.

"Master won't go back." Then he quickly turned his eyes back, met Xi Heng's eyes again, and said with a hand, "It looks like..."

Xi Heng waited for the next article.

Wen Yang deliberately stopped talking until he felt that it was almost time before he continued, "It's like I'm hiding in the golden house."

·

It is not only rebellious, but also arrogant and willful.

He didn't regard Xi Heng as his master, let alone No. 1 in the world of comprehension.

Wen Yang suddenly bent his eyes and smiled, he was in a good mood, there was a bit of unruliness in his smile, flamboyant and presumptuous, as if unrestrained, his long and narrow phoenix eyes curved towards Xi Heng.

Xi Heng looked at him and smiled, a faint smile slowly floated on his lips.

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows at him.

It seems to be provocative.

However, Xi Heng seemed to be unable to see, the smile on his brows and eyes was still there.

Wen Yang opened his mouth to say something more, and suddenly heard Xi Heng's chuckle, followed by...

"it is good."

Wen Yang thought about it.

In the next second, Xi Heng said, "Let you hide."

Wen Yang: ...

His heart seemed to be hit lightly by something, and the good mood he had brought since he entered the door also became ups and downs, and a strange emotion enveloped him from all directions.

It is strange and unknown.

The heat gradually spread from the ears to the neck, Wen Yang: "...Oh."