Master is different

Wen Yang casually glanced at Xi Heng's back and then turned his eyes back, he didn't intend to listen to what Li Zhi said to him, but was attracted by the voices of other people in the hall.

It was because after Mo Xiao's back-and-forth conversation just now, he argued with Mu Ruqin again and again, but the latter always easily dismissed it.

Mo Xiao laughed angrily at Mu Ruqin's unmoving appearance.

"What a Zhicheng Immortal Venerable... What a Mi Xingzong." Mo Xiao snorted coldly, and the atmosphere in the hall became solemn because of his words in vain.

Wen Yang could see clearly that Mo Xiao was obviously very hostile towards Mu Ruqin.

At the beginning, he was also humiliated, but when facing Yu Zhenzi and Xi Heng, he didn't hold on tight, after all, he suppressed it, but when facing Mu Ruqin - Mo Xiao was obviously a little aggressive, as if he was taking the opportunity to make trouble generally.

Thinking of this, Wen Yang pondered for a while, and vaguely felt that he might have guessed the truth.

If there is a rift between Mo Xiao and Mu Ruqin, it may be because of this conference. I remember Yuntong mentioned that the leader of the previous conference was won by Mi Xingzong.

Then, Mu Congyan must have defeated all the other Xianzong disciples to become the leader.

Wen Yang recalled the young man who stood with Qin Haoxuan when he was on Rizhizhou Island - Qin Yuan.

The elder brother of Six Swords Sect, Mo Xiao's direct disciple, lost to Mu Congyan.

In this way, Mo Xiao's hostility is justifiable.

Looking at Mu Congyan again, sure enough, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes fell directly on Mu Ruqin, with a hint of worry, and a slightly annoyed expression flashed from his eyes.

The rest of the people were also stunned by Mo Xiao's sudden words.

Just at this time, Li Zhi who had been communicating with Xi Heng several times but failed to hear back from the other party suddenly interrupted: "Master Mo."

Li Zhi leaned back slightly, his voice was a little lazy, "I heard that your apprentice broke through the Void Refining Realm a few days ago, it's really scary for young people."

With his joining, Mo Xiao's gaze was finally able to move away from Mu Ruqin's body. When facing Li Zhi, his expression was not without complacency, but when he spoke, he sighed, "But the talent is not enough, and it is only by working hard every day that you can successfully break through. That's all."

At Qin Yuan's age, he broke through to refine Xu, his own natural talent is not mentioned, but Mo Xiao's words seem to be hidden in his words.

For a moment, everyone looked at Mu Congyan.

In the last conference, Mu Congyan and Qin Yuan were almost the same in strength, but they finally won the other party. Now that Qin Yuan has broken through refining the void, he is still cultivating as a god.

Even though Mu Congyan is now in the late stage of God Transformation Dzogchen, the difference between the great realms is like a moat...

No wonder Mo Xiao targeted Mu Ruqin from the very beginning, and originally planned to be proud of himself in this conference.

·

Coming out of the main hall, Wen Yang planned to go back to Dingchen Peak with Xi Heng, but Yun Tong stopped him first.

"Little brother, wait."

Yun Tong stepped forward, and froze after seeing the figure in front of him, "...My lord."

Wen Yang turned around and looked at him, and finally turned his face slightly, "Master, let's go first."

Xi Heng paused.

The figure in the corner of his eyes didn't move, Wen Yang turned his head and looked at Xi Heng, looking into those deep black eyes, as if he understood something.

In the next second, Xi Heng said, "Okay."

After Xi Heng left, Wen Yang noticed that Yun Tong seemed to be relieved, and he couldn't help showing a bit of interest in his eyes. When Yun Tong saw Xi Heng, he seemed to be respectful, and after he left, he returned to his usual life. Normality in front of him.

Wen Yang thought for a while, then raised his eyelids and glanced at Yuntong, "What's the matter?"

Yuntong: "Hmm...ah, I want my little brother to come with me to see Congxue."

When Mo Xiao and Mu Ruqin were facing each other in the palace just now, Yun Tong had been paying attention to Mu Congxue's state, and he really found the other party's expression serious, thinking whether he should go to comfort him later.

He hadn't been able to make people really happy when he came, and he had to try again now.

"I'm too embarrassed to go alone," Yuntong said to himself, "so I'll see if my little brother is willing to come with me."

Wen Yang listened quietly, then raised his head and swept Fang Chen who seemed to be going to the main hall from the side hall at this time.

Right now they are standing a little far away from the main hall door and side halls, Wen Yang saw Fang Chen subconsciously approaching them as he walked towards the main hall, but saw that his expression was cold, and his expression became colder during the period .

Soon, Fang Chen completely ignored the two of them and entered the hall.

Fang Chen is also in the late stage of Huashen, and this time he is also among the candidates for the leader of the conference.

While speaking, Yuntong also noticed Fang Chen's figure, and when he thought of something, his voice seemed to rise a little, "By the way, I have to go find Qiran again."

In the direction of the palace gate, Fang Chen's figure has disappeared, Wen Yang retracted his gaze and looked at Yuntong, "What do you want him for?"

While talking, the two headed towards Qingjing Peak where the major immortal sects rested during the Supply Conference.

***

Wen Yang and the two soon came to Qingjing Peak, and asked a junior from Qingjing Peak on the way, and after learning where the Mixingzong people were arranged, they went to Mu Congxue first.

You Yuntong made fun of the latter for a while to make him feel better, so he went to find Mu Congyan.

Yuntong: "Congxue too?"

Mu Congxue shook his head, "Go on your own."

In the end, the two left Mu Congxue's small courtyard together as they did when they came, and walked to the other side.

"I don't know if the little brother has found out."

Wen Yang looked at him with a calm expression, only to hear Yuntong continue to say inexplicably: "I think the relationship between Congxue and Qiran doesn't seem to be that good... I can't say that, it seems that sometimes it is good, sometimes bad."

This is Yuntong's personal thought, but it is also the most intuitive feeling given to him by these two people.

No need for Yuntong to say anything, Wen Yang also noticed something.

It was exactly as Yuntong said.

Mu Congxue's attitude towards Mu Congyan is quite intriguing.

But these have nothing to do with Wen Yang, he said abruptly: "Hurry up."

Yuntong let out an 'ah', and realized that he told himself to go to Mu Congyan quickly to finish his speech, and then quickly quickened his pace.

After walking a certain distance, Yuntong said leisurely: "Little brother, are you rushing back... is there something urgent?"

It was an unintentional statement, but Wen Yang was shocked when he heard it.

He thought of the outside of the main hall of Huanyu Peak—the look Xi Heng gave him.

"I'm waiting for you."

"Don't forget it in the future."

The original sentence seemed to roll into Wen Yang's mind again, and it sounded repeatedly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Wen Yang: "..."

After a moment of silence, he glanced at Yuntong indifferently, but was stunned by his sudden glance, Yuntong blinked and heard Wen Yang say: "It's nothing."

"Then, then there is no rush...?"

Yuntong swallowed, and he said that something was wrong with the little senior brother these few days, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, which made him feel oppressed when he was only facing his master and master.

How is this going......

The little senior brother is indeed in the middle stage of the golden core, that's right—could it be because he got along with the lord for a long time and got contaminated from the lord, Yun Tong secretly thought.

Wen Yang frowned, his phoenix eyes slightly hooked, and he glanced lightly at him.

Yuntong shut his mouth immediately, and the two quickly found Mu Congyan.

Mu Congyan was also surprised by their arrival.

·

After the two of them were welcomed into the room, Mu Congyan made a pot of tea, his movements were smooth and flowing, and the mist filled the room, showing elegance with his gestures.

After making the tea, he poured another cup of tea for the two of them.

"Please use." Mu Congyan smiled, lifted the tea with spiritual power and sent it to the two.

Yuntong took it and thanked him: "Thank you."

Wen Yang nodded, and Mu Congyan said: "Fellow Daoist Yun, you don't have to be so polite."

After Yuntong drank the tea, he felt his mouth and teeth were fresh for a while. The tea had a bitter taste, but the aftertaste was endless, leaving behind a delicate fragrance.

"Qiran, you beat Qin Yuan last time, I came here to ask..." Yun Tong knew Mu Congyan's character, and he said bluntly, "Are you sure you can win him? "

Yuntong told him Qin Haoxuan's provocation succinctly, and then pouted: "I don't want to see them gain power in Six Swords."

Mu Congyan smiled, and didn't raise any opinions on how Yuntong viewed Liujianmen. In the end, he just replied with a gentle smile, "Of course we will do our best."

Not for anything else, but for Master.

Wen Yang could hear the firmness in Mu Congyan's words.

The person in front of him who said he was trying his best had a stronger belief in winning this competition than anyone else.

It is still unknown who will be the final leader of this conference.

·

After leaving Qingjing Peak, Wen Yang separated from Yuntong, and the two of them went to Huanyu Peak and Dingchen Peak.

Halfway through the journey, Wen Yang suddenly felt his waist burn, and his spirit instantly lifted.

It was Jin Xing who delivered the news to him.

Wen Yang searched for a deserted mountain path, took off the red jade that had been adorned around his waist, and placed the ruby ​​in his white jade-like palm, Wen Yang flexed his fingers, as if wisps of devilish energy penetrated into the red jade. Yuzhong.

This time, before Wen Yang asked, Jin Xing's slightly low voice came from the other end, "My lord."

Wen Yang's face darkened slightly.

Jin Xing was never like this, almost the moment the other party rushed to speak in front of him, Wen Yang felt something was wrong.

In the next second, Jin Xing's voice became more and more serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"The Nightmare Gate changes."

When Wen Yang took back the red jade, the violent pressure in his body could not be suppressed. Countless crazy thoughts stirred his nerves, his bloodthirsty nature was easily aroused, and his demonic nature faintly showed signs of eating away at his reason.

Wen Yang closed his eyes deeply, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Breath became unstable.

In the end, Wen Yang couldn't recall how he suppressed his devilish energy and returned to Dingchen Peak. He still remembered his promise.

Let Xiheng know and leave by himself.

and also......

Just come back and see him.

Xi Heng was waiting for him.

Acting for no reason, just because of his promise, but as if following the thoughts in his heart, Wen Yang returned to Dingchen Peak first, and did not return to the Demon Realm immediately.

***

At the same time, in Luhua Palace.

Li Zhi went to Qingjing Peak, the more he thought about it, the more he felt itchy, what did Xi Heng's words mean.

Sure enough, he just missed an important link.

It wasn't the first time...it was the first few times. It turned out that Xi Heng had met Wen Yang a long time ago - no wonder he accepted him as his apprentice and pampered him in every possible way.

Of course, these alone are not enough to make Li Zhi so curious, what puzzles him the most is...

Wen Yang is from the Middle Three Realms, and his cultivation is low.

As far as Li Zhi knew, Immortal Venerable Li Wang lived in Dingchen Peak for a long time and never left. He often came to Xuanxian Sect before, so he knew the truth of this matter.

However, since it is so...

How did Xi Heng meet Wen Yang?

One mystery after another lingered in Li Zhi's mind, which really surprised him.

Even the possibility that Wen Yang's ancestor had a past with Xi Heng, that's why he took care of each other's descendants in such a way, substituting it into the upper three realms and accepting him as his own disciple.

It's no wonder Li Zhi thinks this way, it's because of Xi Heng's background——

From the Lower Three Realms all the way to the top of the Immortal Supreme.

Xi Heng used to stay in the Three Realms of China.

Li Zhi expressed his thoughts and curiosity: "This is not right, if so, then at least 3000 years, 3000 years should have passed..."

In 3000 years, how could Xi Heng still recognize who Wen Yang's ancestor was, and how could he conclude that he was that 'descendant', so everything seemed to be in a dead end again.

Seeing Li Zhi's nonsense, Xi Heng interrupted: "Don't make random guesses about my past."

Li Zhi's peachy eyes twitched, and the teasing expression in his eyes was clear, "Okay, I don't guess, then you can tell yourself."

He chuckled lightly, dragged his tone, and said slowly: "When did you meet Wen Yang?"

Li Zhi Youyou added: "Before Zhizhou Island."

Xi Heng's expression moved slightly, deep thoughts spread to the corners of his eyes, as if he was remembering, but after a moment, he turned his head and looked outside the hall in vain.

Wen Yang didn't know when he would come back.

·

When seeing Wen Yang's figure stepping into the hall, Li Zhi also paused, he didn't notice the approaching breath.

But that's not the point right now.

The point is - Li Zhi rolled his eyes at the expression of the person sitting opposite him, and felt bad in his heart.

After all, he had some personal relationship with Xi Heng, he knew a little bit about the latter's temperament, he knew that he was indeed as gentlemanly and gentle as the rumors, but sometimes it was different.

That was the one time Li Zhi came over without saying hello to Xi Heng in advance, the entire Dingchen Peak was covered in snow, and there was still heavy snow falling in the sky. Wet all over.

However, when Li Zhi arrived, there was a figure standing on Dingchen Peak, almost blending into the snow, so cold...

Appeared lifeless.

As if aware of outsiders, Xi Heng turned his head to look at him, his black eyes were as frosty, even worse than the surrounding wind and snow, it was bitingly cold.

After that, Li Zhi occasionally saw Xi Heng by accident, even in the snow.

Li Zhi didn't ask any more questions, but he just learned a secret from then on, and thus realized that Xi Heng's temperament is not exactly what he appears to be.

Just like at this time - just looking at each other, Li Zhi understood.

He should go.

Li Zhi pulled the corner of his lower lip, glanced at Xi Heng, and signaled him: I'll go.

Immediately, Li Zhi quickly walked out of the hall.

When passing by Wen Yang, Li Zhi paused, his gaze stayed on the former for a while, and he thought: This kid doesn't seem to be right either.

·

When Li Zhi left the hall, only Wen Yang and Xi Heng were left in the hall.

The two stood opposite each other.

Xi Heng's eyes flicked over Wen Yang's face, his brows moved slightly, and then they were slowly raised. The breath on Wen Yang's body fluctuated too much, making it difficult for him to ignore it.

Besides, Xi Heng didn't know if Wen Yang heard Li Zhi's words just now.

Li Zhi's guess didn't surprise Xi Heng, but at that time he was distracted by the other party's last question, and he didn't notice Wen Yang's breath approaching at the first time.

Xi Heng looked at Wen Yang, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and was about to speak.

Wen Yang said, "I'm leaving."

His voice was a little hoarse, and it took him a lot of energy to suppress the demonic pressure in his body. At this time, he needed to rush back to the demon world quickly.

Not only is it to prevent his demonic aura from rioting and his identity being leaked, causing others to be alarmed, but also to calm down the demonic nature in his body, as well as the garbage from the Nightmare Demon Sect.

When hearing Wen Yang's words, Xi Heng's heart trembled, and he wanted to leave...

Xi Heng's momentary silence failed to divert Wen Yang's attention, the words had already arrived, he turned his feet and was about to walk outside the hall.

However, when he turned around, there was a breath approaching behind him in vain.

Xi Heng raised his hand to clasp Wen Yang's wrist, "When..."

Wen Yang's ears moved, and Xi Heng's voice was a little hoarse than when he spoke just now, and the ending was also very hoarse, and he continued softly, "When will you come back?"

He didn't ask where he was going, only when he would be back.

Wen Yang narrowed his eyes, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes.

He said, "I don't know."

Xi Heng was still pulling him.

Did not loosen.

When Wen Yang raised his head, Xi Heng was also looking down at him, with emotions in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

"Just now..."

Xi Heng opened his mouth again, but he couldn't say anything later, Wen Yang couldn't wait for a long time, so he asked, "What happened just now?"

·

He didn't hear it.

Xi Heng knew that Wen Yang hadn't heard the conversation between him and Li Zhi just now, but for some reason, something seemed to be missing in his heart.

It was like the person he had waited for with great difficulty was about to leave.

"Are you coming back?" Xi Heng heard himself asking.

Wen Yang: "..."

He fixedly looked at Xi Heng, only to feel that the other party seemed very strange now. It was a rare moment that he didn't feel irritable because of the violent demonic energy in his body. Strangely...he calmed down.

"Master." Wen Yang called him, shook the hand held by Xi Heng, raised his finger to flick the place where he was held, raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly.

Xi Heng said 'hmm', and his voice was a little rough when he said it.

"I'm not coming back," Wen Yang said, and at the moment his words fell, Xi Heng's expression changed imperceptibly, and he tightened the hand on his wrist, Wen Yang added slowly, "Where can I go?"

If I don't come back, where can I go.

Wen Yang bent his eyes, and there was a cunning flash in them.

At this moment, Xi Heng's lips slowly raised an arc, very light and shallow, as if in a trance, he grasped another promise from the other party, "Okay."

Xi Heng let him go.

Wen Yang lowered his eyes, glanced at his slightly wrinkled sleeves, and lowered his other hand, "Then I'm leaving."

Xi Heng slowed down and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Wen Yang twirled his sleeves lightly with his fingertips, "Yes."

The words fell, turned and left.

After Wen Yang left for a long time, Xi Heng murmured in a low voice, "I'll wait for you to come back."

At that time, Wen Yang had already left Shangxuan Xianzong, and was about to tear apart the space to leave, but at the moment he mobilized the devil energy, he stopped his movements suddenly.

Wen Yang stopped and turned around, looked in the direction of Xuanxianzong from afar, his golden eyes darkened.

Xiheng...has seen him before?