Master is different

Wen Yang lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, the words seemed to be wrapped around the tip of his tongue before he spit out slowly, "...Okay."

He told what happened in the future tense.

Unknowingly, the low air pressure covering Wen Yang's body has dissipated, and he quietly reveals a bit of joy.

"That's how things are," Wen Yang narrowed his eyes, and finally emphasized, "That's a disciple of the Six Swords Sect."

Since Xi Heng said he wanted to vent his anger on him, Wen Yang didn't mind reminding him one more time.

The Six Swords Sect and the Shangxuan Xianzong are both one of the nine great sects, so their strength cannot be underestimated. Even if Xi Heng is the head of the immortal sect, he cannot target a junior of the other party for no reason.

And just now Qin Haoxuan didn't get any benefits from him, if he caused trouble for the former like this, it can be said that he came from nowhere.

Wen Yang quietly waited for Xi Heng's answer.

He didn't suspect that Xi Heng was lying to him, he just wanted to know what he would do.

Thinking of this, Wen Yang squinted his eyes and looked at Xi Heng, who seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, Xi Heng said, "It's my fault."

He thought he would hear how Xi Heng would deal with this matter, but when he heard this sentence suddenly, Wen Yang paused.

It was Qin Haoxuan who was wrong, what did he have to do with Xi Heng.

Xi Heng said: "This matter happened because of me, and it made you suffer."

Wen Yang's eyebrows moved slightly.

Thinking back to that day—it was indeed Mo Xiao, the head of the Six Swords Sect, who lost face at Xi Heng, and according to Qin Haoxuan's extremely peculiar brain circuit, it was indeed possible to find trouble with him because of this.

Who made Wen Yang a disciple of Li Wang Immortal Venerable.

In addition, Qin Haoxuan also failed to please him at the time, so it is not impossible for Qin Haoxuan to be brooding so far.

But the cause of the incident was exactly as Xi Heng said...

Because of him.

Wen Yang didn't expect Xi Heng to think so far.

After a pause for a few seconds, he avoided Xi Heng's gaze staring at him with lowered eyelids, and frowned, "...it has nothing to do with you."

It was obviously all the fault of Mo Xiao and Qin Haoxuan, why did Xi Heng apologize for them.

How could Xi Heng fail to see what he was thinking, so he said in a low voice, "Okay."

Wen Yang couldn't help squinting at him, but as expected, he saw Xi Heng's expression that he said what he said, as if Xi Heng would stand by his side whatever he said or did...

·

The hall suddenly became quiet again, and not long after, Wen Yang heard Xi Heng asking him: "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Wen Yang was startled for a while, and only now remembered the breakfast he had put in the storage ring, so he was silent for a moment.

If he said that after waking up, he came to Juzhan Peak to find Xiheng, Wen Yang would not be able to say it.

Why came here in such a hurry instead of waiting for the breakfast to be used up, Wen Yang mused, but he couldn't figure out why, and finally only replied, "I've used it."

Xi Heng had no doubt about him, and was about to take people to Huanyu Peak to meet the other sect masters.

Wen Yang didn't move, seeing Xi Heng looking at him, he said casually: "I just told Yun Tong that I'm going to find him later...Master, go."

Knowing that the two came to Juzhan Peak together, and Wen Yang really didn't like that kind of scene, Xi Heng nodded, "Okay."

Seeing him nodding, Wen Yang regained his composure.

He didn't make an appointment with Yuntong, but his mood suddenly fluctuated, that strange feeling began to emerge from the moment he heard the whisper-like coaxing, Wen Yang had an intuition that he couldn't stay with Xiheng anymore.

However, when Xi Heng said that he was going to leave, Wen Yang stood in the same place and watched his leaving back, his eyes never moved away for a long time, until the figure in front of him stopped.

Xi Heng turned around abruptly, "Master, I will come to see you later."

Wen Yang: "Huh?"

Xi Heng stopped talking and disappeared into the hall.

Wen Yang was left in place.

What did Xi Heng mean by that?Wen Yang frowned.

***

When Wen Yang found Yuntong, the other party had already met Mu Congxue, and the two were also preparing to go to Huanyu Peak.

After knowing their intentions, Wen Yang pulled his lips, "Go to Huanyu Peak?"

Just now he rejected Xi Heng's proposal to go to Huanyu Peak together, but now Yuntong said that he would go too.

When Yuntong heard him ask, he smiled and nodded with him, "Little brother, you forgot, I promised Congxue to take him around Huanyu Peak."

Wen Yang: "..."

"I didn't forget."

After Yuntong finished speaking, he turned to look at Mu Congxue, "Congxue, let's go, little senior brother is coming too."

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows and followed after thinking for a moment.

The three of them went down the mountain together. On the way, Yuntong recounted the conflict between them and Qin Haoxuan just now, and his tone was filled with righteous indignation, "He is really despicable! A majestic Nascent Soul wants to fight with our little brother who is only in the middle stage of Jindan!"

Normally, Mu Congxue had agreed with him angrily, but now she was a little quiet.

In the past, the young man with red lips and white teeth always greeted people with a smile, but now he has a sad expression on his face.

Yuntong: "What happened to Congxue?"

Wen Yang glanced at Mu Congxue, and roughly guessed that the other party might be worried about his father's health.

As if thinking of something, Wen Yang asked, "Did Zhicheng Xianzun come today?"

Yuntong nodded and remembered, he asked Mu Congxue, "Are you worried about the body of the immortal?"

This time the Nine Sects Conference could not be held in Mi Xing Sect, so naturally Mu Ruqin's physical condition could not be concealed anymore.

Mu Congxue looked a little gloomy, "Here we come."

It was precisely because Mu Ruqin came to Xuanxianzong without caring about his body that he was so worried.

"He and his master and brother said they are all right now," Mu Congxue said with an unshakable expression, "It's not the first time I've said this, but it's not the first time I've recovered for a while and then collapsed... I still think I'm a kid child."

He already knew these things.

Mu Congxue lowered his eyes.

Yun Tong didn't know what to say to comfort him, so did Wen Yang.

The atmosphere between the three gradually became somewhat silent.

When they were about to reach Huanyu Peak, Yun Tong tried to stir up the topic, "Qiran is also at Huanyu Peak, right? I didn't see him at Juzhan Peak just now."

Mu Congxue had also calmed down, and said after hearing this, "He's here."

·

The matter of raising Zhanfeng had been settled by Huo Yu and several elders, and the rest were approved by Xi Heng after inspection, so Mu Congyan was able to withdraw.

It was originally Mi Xingzong who troubled Shangxuanxianzong, and Mu Congyan took care of many things during the preparations for the meeting of Shangxuanxianzong.

Mu Congxue still remembers the Mu Congyan he saw when he came with the sect today, his clothes were always meticulous in the past, his clothes were slightly messy, and his face rarely showed a bit of fatigue.

When he was still in the Mi Xing Sect, he was always running around for Mu Ruqin's body, and then he traveled day and night to the Shang Xuan Xian Sect...

Hearing Yuntong mentioning Mu Congyan at this moment, Mu Congxue sighed.

Yun Tong was about to pick up the topic of divination and asked Mu Congyan if he could calculate it, but Wen Yang glanced at him, Yun Tong paused, and then noticed Mu Congxue's expression.

"Congxue has something on his mind?" Yuntong said carefully.

Mu Congxue pursed his lips, glanced sideways at the two of them, bit his lower lip lightly, or said what he had just thought, and finally whispered: "How can I let them know that I have grown up..."

The last sentence is even less audible.

"...I also want to share my father's and senior brother's worries." The young man's slender eyelashes drooped, and his voice trembled slightly.

Yun Tong was silent, as if infected by his sadness, his complexion also lowered.

Wen Yang narrowed his eyes, and slowly turned his gaze away to Mu Congxue who lowered his head.

In fact, the root of Mu Congxue's entanglement lies in the disease of the suzerain of Mixingzong.

Mu Congxue wanted his father to recover and his brother not to have to run around because of his father's illness. The only solution was for Mu Ruqin to recover.

However, what is Mu Ruqin's disease... This is what Wen Yang started to wonder early in the morning.

Maybe...it wasn't an injury at all.

·

With this curiosity, Wen Yang decided to pay more attention to Mu Ruqin when he saw him later.

Soon the three of them went up to Huanyu Peak and came to the main hall of Huanyu Peak.

Mu Congxue had already calmed down his expression. During this period, Yuntong told him a lot of interesting things. Although he was in a good mood, he lost the interest to continue shopping, so the three of them came to the main hall.

Wen Yang walked straight into the hall, Yuntong and Mu Congxue followed him from left to right.

Seeing the calm posture of the little senior brother, and the gazes of the elders who are the heads of the major immortal sects in the palace still looking relaxed, Yun Tong couldn't help but look at the other's upright back.

As expected of a little brother.

Yuntong thought secretly in his heart.

The moment Wen Yang and the three entered the hall, many people in the hall noticed them, and they all cast their gazes at them.

Wen Yang didn't squint.

When the gaze from the top position fell, he raised his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Xi Heng's eyes fell directly on Wen Yang.

Under Xi Heng's gaze, Wen Yang walked towards him, Yun Tong also followed to the position of Min Shan Xianzun, and Mu Congxue also walked in the direction of Mu Ruqin.

Wen Yang followed Mu Congxue's movements until he saw the figure of Mu Congyan sitting at the back, his eyes shifted slightly, and finally looked at the person sitting at the front - Mu Ruqin.

Wen Yang saw Mu Ruqin for the first time since Zhizhou Island, and felt that he didn't seem to have changed much from last time, but upon closer inspection, he could feel something was wrong.

When Wen Yang met for the first time, the other party's sharp eyes concealed the edge, but now he was slightly absent-minded, faintly empty, but it was only for a moment, covered by him, and became sharp again.

Even Wen Yang only caught such a subtle change, which shows that Mu Ruqin is very good at disguising this.

His completely innocuous appearance naturally attracted others to spy on him.

The previous greetings ended when Wen Yang and the three of them entered the palace, and at this moment, someone couldn't hold back, "I heard that Zhicheng Xianzun was in ill health, so I pushed back the presiding of the meeting. The conference... I'm afraid I won't be able to see you, but I did not expect to see you."

Wen Yang also recognized the speaker, among the Nine Great Immortal Sects, only the one from the Six Swords Sect claimed to be the 'Master of the Sect'.

Mo Xiao's slightly rough laughter sounded, and the teasing hidden in the laughter could be clearly heard by everyone.

Hearing this, Mu Ruqin stretched out two fingers and stroked the long white beard hanging from her temples, her expression remained unchanged, her gestures and gestures were naturally noble, "You Laomo, sect master misses me, Que doesn't know that sect master wants to see me so much .”

After all, it is the Mixing Sect, one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, and Mu Ruqin himself is a well-known gentleman. The person who can teach the gentleman's sword does not need to mention his own qualities.

Mo Xiao didn't stop there, and continued to say a few words, but Mu Ruqian blocked them back with a lot of effort.

***

Wen Yang listened with interest to what the two said to each other, and finally set aside some attention to the person who had been looking at him from the moment he entered the hall to when he was seated.

"Master, have you seen enough?"

Xi Heng saw that he clearly knew that he was looking at him, but he didn't turn his attention to him until the end. He was a little helpless for a while and laughed after hearing his words, and then he continued naturally: "Not enough."

Wen Yang withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and took a deep look at him.

Xi Heng said with a smile, "How did you expect to come?"

Hearing this, Wen Yang realized that Xi Heng had mentioned before - he would go find himself later.

But he came first.

Wen Yang's eyes turned and he bent his eyes, "I'll come if I want to."

The smile in Xi Heng's eyes deepened, and when he heard Wen Yang's words, he froze, and his breathing became disordered for a few beats.

He only heard Yang talking slowly.

"mainly……"

"The disciple wants to see the master."

This sentence seemed to be the voice of the heart, or it seemed to be said deliberately because of interest, or both, almost subconsciously blurted out, Wen Yang blinked slowly.

When he looked at Xi Heng again, his eyes seemed to be stained with something hot, and they were suddenly drawn back.

It seems to see a boundless deep sea, and it is like an endless dark night, deep and dark, such a pair of eyes, the moment they look at each other, people can't help but sink into it.

After Wen Yang retracted his eyes, his attention was not here.

it seems...

Jump a little faster again.

Wen Yang's fingertips were covered by the sleeve, and when he raised his hand, he slowly placed it on his heart under the cover.

Why is it a few minutes faster.

The sight that fell on him did not shift.

Xi Heng was still looking at him.

Aware of this, Wen Yang lowered his hand again.

It wasn't until someone called Xi Heng that the eyes that fell on him retreated.

Wen Yang raised his eyes slightly.

Xi Heng was talking with Li Zhi who had just called him, and only kept a side face facing him.

Wen Yang couldn't help but take a few more glances.

His throat was slightly dry and astringent, Wen Yang once again raised his hand to touch his heart.

He whispered, "It's almost time..."

·

After finally shifting his gaze to Li Zhi, what did the other party say... Xi Heng didn't hear clearly.

He seems to have heard, his little apprentice said - 'It's almost time again'.

What's up again.

Xi Heng's eyelids were half drooped, and his gaze fell to his heart.

"Your little apprentice is looking at you again." Li Zhi's voice sounded from the sea of ​​consciousness. The two were talking at a distance, but at this time Xi Heng suddenly heard the other party's voice transmission.

Wen Yang was looking at him.

Xi Heng knew.

He also wanted to watch his little apprentice.

Xi Heng didn't reply to Li Zhi, but parted his lips lightly, "What's the matter with you?"

Li Zhiben was still looking at Wen Yang with great interest, knowing that the other party had a special status with Xi Heng, and intended to make fun of him with him, but unexpectedly he heard such a cold sentence.

Li Zhi choked, but as if he had discovered something, he raised one eyebrow and looked at Xi Heng with a half-smile.

"Oh..." Li Zhi dragged out the end of his voice, "I can't call you if I have nothing to do."

Xi Heng's expression didn't change at all, but he lost the gentleness he had when facing Wen Yang, making Li Zhi, who was looking at him at this time, inexplicably aware of the coldness.

But it happened to be this point, Li Zhi was like a cat who had stolen the fish, the corners of his lips were raised in a smug way, "Or..."

Li Zhi communicated with Xi Heng: "Except for your little apprentice, you don't want to talk to anyone?"

When he said this, Li Zhi didn't seem to be asking, but there was a faint sense of certainty in what he said.

Xi Heng spent so much effort for Wen Yang, not to mention taking people from the Middle Three Realms to the Upper Three Realms, taking him in as a disciple, and protecting him in every possible way, and even holding such a grand apprenticeship ceremony for him...

Nowadays, no one in the entire cultivation world knows that Immortal Li Wang treats his little disciple as much as he likes.

After Li Zhi finished speaking, seeing that Xi Heng was still unresponsive, he couldn't help being curious, and then asked a question that he couldn't figure out and only Xi Heng knew.

"Why did you fall in love with Wen Yang at the first sight?"

Xi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the dark color in his eyes.

Li Zhi was still waiting for Xi Heng's answer, he didn't believe that just one glance could make Xi Heng do this.

However, Li Zhi waited for a long time but did not hear Xi Heng's reply.

Just when he thought that Xi Heng would not answer his question at all, a clear and deep voice came into his sea of ​​consciousness, each word, as if it had been tempered by a long river of time, the tone was heavy and slow.

"Not at first glance."