Master is different

"Can't you see?"

Wen Yang's throat rolled twice, and he answered.

Xi Heng smiled, "Yes."

Wen Yang's fingertips hanging from his side twirled slightly in his sleeves, and let out a soft snort.

Xi Heng pursed his lips.

He said that he wanted to teach in person, but Wen Yang lost interest, and Xi Heng couldn't help it, so he talked about the Nine Schools Conference with him.

"At that time, you will follow my teacher, don't run around." Xi Heng said slowly and temptingly, as if he was afraid that people would disappear when he was not paying attention.

Wen Yang heard the meaning of his words...and again with this coaxing tone, he fell silent for a moment.

In the end, Wen Yang opened his mouth, "...um."

Xi Heng lowered his eyes, Wen Yang had already turned his eyes elsewhere, and said lazily in his sloppy voice, "I won't run around."

Xi Heng didn't answer.

Wen Yang continued: "Wherever I go, I will tell you."

The voice of these words is a bit soft, Wen Yang really doesn't mind telling Xi Heng before leaving from now on, this person treats him well.

It seems to be just as the rumors say...

Thinking of this, Wen Yang's sitting posture became more and more lax, and he leaned against the side of the couch. He didn't intend to listen to Xi Heng's words at all. He seemed to think of something, and a wicked smile curled up on his lips.

Wen Yang got up abruptly, walked towards the outside of the hall, and said, "Disciple wants to go out to play first."

After all, he left behind his master who had finally put aside some affairs in the sect to teach him techniques, and walked away without giving Xi Heng any time to respond, being very casual.

Looking at Wen Yang's disappearing figure until the figure disappeared completely, Xi Heng just looked back and lowered his head with a low smile.

After a while, there was an inaudible murmur in the hall, "What are you playing again..."

·

After getting off Dingchen Peak, Wen Yang wobbled towards Lingjian Peak.

He didn't come to attend the class today, the rest of the brothers were a little surprised, among them Yuntong was the most puzzled, but seeing that the elders in charge didn't say anything, and after asking, it was his superior's permission, all the disciples were shocked.

What does this mean, if you don't listen to learn how to practice, and Wen Yang doesn't listen to you, then it can only be... taught by the lord himself.

Until just after early school, Yun Tong had just recovered from the meditation, and after the spiritual energy was collected, it ran for a small week, and at this moment he looked radiant.

This is a sign of cultivation and refinement.

The teaching elder had already left at this time, and the others were all scattered in the hall, so they naturally saw this scene, but before they came forward to congratulate, they saw a person suddenly walk in outside the hall.

For a moment, everyone stared blankly at this little senior brother Yi Yiran, who was absent from early school and was said to be taught by His Majesty himself, approached the hall.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yang went to Yun Tong's side, saw that he had regained his senses from the sedation, so he stepped forward and created a spiritual force from the air, flicking on his forehead.

With the sound of 'Ouch', Yun Tong covered his forehead and opened his eyes to look, "Who... little brother?"

Wen Yang squinted his eyes and smiled, looking at Yuntong, "Congratulations."

Seeing his smile, Yun Tong also smiled, and put down his hand covering his forehead, "Little brother, why are you here? I heard from Elder Mu that you will never come here again... His Majesty taught you himself? "

Yuntong muttered in a low voice, his big eyes rolled around, and the other brothers who heard the words also pricked up their ears.

Wen Yang raised the corner of his mouth, "The news is pretty good."

Yuntong stared and said in surprise, "Really!"

"Your Majesty really hurts the most,"

"Let's go." Wen Yang interrupted Yun Tong's chatter, and knew roughly what he would say later, he lifted his foot and walked out of the hall.

Seeing this, Yun Tong hurriedly followed, "Hey, little brother, where are we going?"

Wen Yang didn't speak.

"Elder Mu will be back later..." Even though he said that, Yun Tong followed Wen Yang out of the hall without delay.

Not long after, the two left Lingjian Peak, and Yuntong was a little confused, "Little brother, where are you taking me? You need to go later"

Wen Yang smiled, and said, "You can play with me later."

Yun Tong paused.

After a while, "What?"

Although Yuntong's eyes look yearning, he still remembers listening to the school, "But,"

Wen Yang stopped him from speaking, "Who do you listen to?"

Yuntong was stunned, silent for a moment, and said honestly: "Listen to my little brother."

What else to learn, he already knew those things, and after the transformation of the gods, it is no longer the scope of teaching elders and professors. Now that Yuntong has reached the late stage of Yuanying, as long as he breaks through the last bottleneck, he can hit the transformation of the gods.

So...he can still relax a little bit, Yuntong thought to himself.

Wen Yang was satisfied, and some evil thoughts flashed across his eyes.

***

Until sunset, the two people who had been playing wildly in the sect for a whole day went back to their respective peaks. The passing brothers saw them and gave them wild winks.

Yuntong got carried away with playing a long time ago, and didn't remember listening to learn at all.

Waiting for those juniors to say: "Elder Mu, go to Zunshang, and Immortal Zun Min Shan to file a complaint!"

Yuntong petrified instantly on the spot.

"Oh?" Wen Yang said at this moment, "Elder Mu filed a complaint?"

His tone was indifferent, showing indifference, while Yuntong had a bitter face, "Little senior brother... I'm done, let the master know that I played truant today, and he will definitely punish me."

The other disciples didn't dare to read the joke, and scattered like birds and beasts.

For a while, Yuntong's face became even more bitter, and he felt like crying without tears.

Wen Yang was amused, "You just say it's me and I insist on taking you to play."

Min Shan was notoriously serious and rigid, with clear rewards and punishments, and the discipline of the entire Huanyu Peak was also very strict. One can imagine why Yun Tong was so sad at this time.

Wen Yang's original intention to bring Yuntong around today is not in this, but...

I want to see what Xi Heng will do.

But after hearing what he said, Yun Tong immediately put away his sad expression, and said righteously: "Today is the school where I escaped with you, little brother, how can I blame it all on my little brother."

Because Min Shan attaches great importance to precepts, Yuntong has always been law-abiding even though his personality is out of character, and he would never do what he is like today... which can be called presumptuous behavior.

But Yuntong broke the precept today, and he enjoyed it instead.

"Playing truant today..." Yuntong lowered his head and said softly, "I'm very happy."

As the head of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, the Shangxuan Sect has a lot of control over the disciples in the sect, but there are also moments for them to relax. This is the first time Yuntong has experienced such a sense of freedom.

I am used to restraint, and it is not interesting to relax by following my heart occasionally.

After Yuntong finished speaking, he left, as if he was afraid that Wen Yang would say something that would force him to blame the other party, but he had to listen, Yuntong walked like flying, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wen Yang stood there for a long time.

After a while, he slightly hooked his lower lip.

"Fool."

·

Back at Dingchen Peak, Wen Yang turned slightly towards the side hall and stepped on the long corridor leading to Luhua Hall.

Before approaching, one can see that the hall is brightly lit, and the door of the hall is wide open, as if waiting for someone to enter...

Indistinctly, Wen Yang's nose passed a burst of familiar aroma, an alluring taste that made people salivate.

And prepared food for him.

It's not that Elder Mu has filed a complaint...Wen Yang licked his lips, stepped forward and continued to walk forward.

When Wen Yang entered the hall, Xi Heng was sitting in front of the table looking at the jade slips with downcast eyes, probably dealing with trivial matters of the sect.

Seeing him coming back, Xi Heng put down the jade slip and raised his eyelids, not paying half of his attention to the jade slip which was still focused just now, "I'm back."

The tone was still soft, with a hint of indulgence, as if he had been waiting in the palace for a long time.

waiting for him to come back...

For a moment, Wen Yang felt as if he had left someone alone.After going out and messing around, the man was still waiting for him where he was.

"Ah."

Wen Yang entered the hall and sat down at the table, frowning slightly.

Xi Heng looked normal, got up from the desk, and walked towards him.

Wen Yang stared at him for a while, then moved his lips, "Master, do you have anything to say?"

"What?" Xi Heng said in a natural tone.

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows.

Xi Heng looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "Did you have fun today?"

Wen Yang still looked at him.

As if he didn't know what he did today, he didn't mean to mention it at all, but asked him how he was feeling.

After a pause, Wen Yang nodded slightly, "It's okay."

Xi Heng didn't continue.

Wen Yang's eyes still fell on Xi Heng, not for a moment.

Watching him sit down beside her, watching him stretch out his slender fingertips with well-defined phalanges and lightly roll up his sleeves, watching him... Naturally, he began to serve him.

"Master." Wen Yang called to stop him.

"Ah."

Xi Heng didn't stop moving.

Obviously doing something inappropriate, but every move is particularly pleasing to the eye. Wen Yang didn't take his eyes off it, and asked, "Master, don't ask me, what did I do today?"

·

Wen Yang didn't need to think about what that old pedantic Elder Mu would say.

He was just a golden core, and after worshiping the Immortal Li Wang, he took advantage of his status to take Joe, and made such a move that he didn't take the teacher seriously...

Only at this moment did Xi Heng stop his movements. He turned his head slightly to look at the person who was staring straight at him, facing those extremely clear eyes that seemed to be able to hold everything in the world, Xi Heng couldn't help but be immersed in it.

"Elder Mu is here."

Hearing Xi Heng's words, knowing that he understood what he meant, Wen Yang finally loosened his brows, ready to listen to Xi Heng's opinion, and then froze for a second.

"Elder Mu praised you for your talent, intelligence, understanding, gentle personality and kindness..."

Waiting to hear Xi Heng talk about how Elder Mu arranges himself, but unexpectedly he speaks in praise, Wen Yang's expression froze.

Wen Yang: "Is this really what Elder Mu said?"

Xi Heng smiled and nodded.

Yes, but not all.

In the front, it was indeed Elder Mu who praised Wen Yang's qualifications, and in the back, it was Xi Heng's slight embellishment, and at the end, the part of Elder Mu's "complaint" was erased.

Wen Yang didn't believe it.

Seeing him like this, Xi Heng changed the subject, "I played all day today, are you tired?"

Wen Yang watched Xi Heng push a stack of dishes full of his favorite dishes in front of him, lowered his head and glanced, and said firmly, "Elder Mu must have said something else."

Xi Heng was silent, "Yes."

Wen Yang pursed his lips, satisfied, "Then I took Yun Tong to play hooky today..."

Wen Yang moved closer, not looking at those delicacies that would always attract him in an instant on weekdays.

The two looked at each other.

Xi Heng looked at Wen Yang, watched his lips open and close, and then said slowly: "Will Master not punish me?"

The words passed by the ears gently, and finally fell into the heart.

Wen Yang's eyes are like stars, a pair of phoenix eyes are narrow and long, when looking straight, they seem to be wearing a small hook.

Xi Heng's Adam's apple twitched, "Punishment."