Master is different

It is self-evident that Master Daoxin has left the customs.

"It seems...Master Daoxin really has a way to find Lu Chenyuan." After hearing what the elder said, Min Shan pondered, and then looked at Xi Heng again.

Xi Heng mentioned yesterday that he wanted to go to Wanfo Temple, and now the timing is just right.

Xi Heng turned sideways and looked down at Wen Yang beside him.

Wen Yang raised his lips and smiled, then rolled his eyes and said, "I'll go with you."

The two looked at each other as if no one else was there, and their eyes intertwined. Just standing there side by side, the air seemed to be sweetened.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side, "No."

All the people in the hall looked at Min Shan who had spoken out, and saw that his eyes fell on Wen Yang, his voice was not as cold as before, but rather kind, "It's better to stay in the sect to go to danger. "

In the eyes of others, Wen Yang has just entered the Golden Core stage, and it is indeed best to stay in Shangxuanxianzong.

Firstly, he may not be able to help if he goes, and it will be a drag at the critical moment. Secondly, if he really faces Lu Chenyuan at that time...Xi Heng can also fight with confidence, without having to look forward and backward.

After thinking it over, everyone agrees with Min Shan.

Facing everyone's gaze, Xi Heng took Wen Yang's hand that was hanging by his side, inserted his fingertips between his fingers, interlocked his fingers, "Let's go together."

After saying that, Xi Heng went to see Min Shan and the others, and said concisely: "It will be fine."

Seeing that he has made up his mind, they don't want to persuade him much.

Thinking about the current relationship between the two of them, I realized that this is a reluctance to separate...

After Xi Heng and the two left, Bifeng let out a long sigh, "I didn't expect...the head of the sect could be so close to others..."

It's not just that I didn't expect it, I didn't even dare to think about it.

The rest of the people nodded in agreement.

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Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has been hiding from the world for a long time, and Master Daoxin in the temple has been in seclusion for more than a thousand years, Wen Yang also heard a little about this.

After Xi Heng left Shangxuanzong with him, he went directly to Wanfo Temple.

Inside the Jiuxiao Yunniaozhou, Wen Yang lazily nestled in Xi Heng's arms, and let the people behind him hold his fingertips to play with, and said in a loose tone, "Do you really want to go through the contract ceremony?"

Xi Heng raised his hand a little, placed it on his lips and kissed lightly, "Yeah."

Wen Yang leaned back a little more, his long and narrow phoenix eyes raised slightly, and looked at him, "If I let them know my identity..."

Xi Heng looked at him, his eyes lingering on his eyebrows, and after a while, he leaned down and kissed his eyebrows, "Then let them know."

After all, he wanted to bind this person's name to himself so that everyone would know...

Wen Yang belongs to Xi Heng.

Hearing his nonchalant tone, Wen Yang felt as if there was a trickle of heat flowing straight to his heart, head, warming his limbs, and his body softened.

At any time, he could feel the incomparably blazing love from this person, enveloping him body and mind.

No matter who he is, Xi Heng will stand by his side.

Such thoughts appeared in Wen Yang's mind very clearly, making his heart become hot and hot.

"Master..." Wen Yang suddenly opened his lips and called out, his voice tender.

Xi Heng's heart moved slightly, "I'm here."

Wen Yang got up from his arms, then leaned over and pressed his lips on Xi Heng's.

·

Subsequent developments are natural.

Wen Yang also simply said, "There is still business..."

The next action was interrupted, and it took a long time before he responded: "There is enough time."

However, having said that, the speed of Jiuxiao Yunniaozhou is extremely fast.

It took only three hours for the two of them to arrive at Dewanfo Temple.

During this period, Wen Yang once again saw the other side of Xi Heng, and suddenly realized that yesterday was not his illusion, Xi Heng was so...

Not far from Wanfo Temple, when the flying boat stopped, Wen Yang was the first to notice, "Here we are."

He stopped Xi Heng, and it was still important to get down to business, but he couldn't help being funny and sweet at the same time.

Xi Heng slowed down, did not continue, and responded hoarsely: "Yes."

After saying that, Xi Heng cast a spell on him to relieve his fatigue, and then sorted it out.

After the two of them packed up properly, they left Jiuxiaoyunniaozhou and looked far away at the magnificent temple on the top of the mountain.

I saw the Wanfo Temple standing among the clouds and mist.

The curling Sanskrit sound slowly swayed, and occasionally there was a bell, and when I heard it, I felt that my heart seemed to be washed by the Sanskrit sound, becoming clear and clear, and all distracting thoughts were eliminated.

Wen Yang and Xi Heng looked at each other, and they walked towards the top of the mountain hand in hand, their figures blending into the clouds.

***

When the two stepped up the last bluestone steps side by side, the little novice who guarded the mountain gate seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. He bent forward and saluted with palms together, and said, "Amitabha, the immortal and the benefactor, please come with the little monk."

Xi Heng smiled lightly and nodded, Wen Yang also nodded, the two walked towards the gate of the temple, the little novice accompanied them and led the way.

The three of them entered the temple and went to the backyard, going straight into the depths of the courtyard.

The sound of Zen lingers in your ears. Walking in the small courtyard, you will meet monks Sasa constantly on your way. They all look peaceful, completely devoid of external objects, as still as still water.

Until there is a knock on the wooden fish, mixed with the sound of chanting scriptures, the charm is long, mysterious and peaceful.

The little monk stopped.

There was a pineapple wooden door in front of them, the murmur of scriptures gradually came to an end, the wooden door opened slowly, and the little novice on the other side bowed and retreated straight away.

Xi Heng walked in with Wen Yang.

As soon as they entered the room, the fragrance of Buddha overflowed, filling the two of them immediately.

In the meditation room, a monk in snow clothes sat quietly on the futon, his eyes were full of compassion, and he had the appearance of a Bodhisattva. He had two faces, and he recited a Buddha's name in his mouth, with a soothing tone, "Amitabha."

"Mage Daoxin."

Xi Heng replied softly.

Daoxin raised his head and greeted the two with a smile, but he saw a touch of cinnabar between his eyebrows, his eyes were as clear as water, and he had a pleasant temperament.

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

I thought that Master Daoxin in the rumors should be like Master Daochi with compassion in his eyes, ruthless and desireless...but after thinking about it, it is very appropriate.

Master Daoxin should be like this.

"This is my Taoist companion," Xi Heng said again, with a somewhat familiar tone, "Wen Yang."

Wen Yang pulled the corners of his lips, his eyes were filled with a smile, and he called out, "Master."

Daoxin looked at Xi Heng with some surprise in his eyes, and then was replaced by calmness, with a faint smile on his eyes, "Congratulations, both of you."

Wen Yang was not surprised by his attitude towards his old friend, after a few people exchanged simple greetings, Xi Heng revealed his intention.

·

"Amitabha."

Daoxin closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened his mouth, he said bluntly: "If the poor monk did his calculations correctly, that person should be in... the Demon Realm."

As soon as these words came out, both Wen Yang and Xi Heng were taken aback.

Lu Chenyuan is in the Demon Realm...

Thinking of these three times of monster changes, thinking of the abnormal situation in the Nightmare Demon Sect, combined with Daoxin's words now, Wen Yang's body gradually became stiff, and his breath began to be unstable.

As long as it involves monsters, the demon nature in Wen Yang's body will fluctuate accordingly.

Wan Qiu's death was caused by the riot of monsters, how could he be calm, wishing to tear those monsters into pieces...

But he didn't.

That's so cheap they...

Wen Yang seemed to be in a daze, and the hostility in his body soared, and he seemed to have a tendency to lose control.

Xi Heng noticed it the moment his breath was confused, and although he didn't know the reason, he subconsciously grabbed him.

Daoxin looked at the two of them, turned his eyes around Wen Yang's face, and looked at the pair of pale golden eyes, and... a circle of faint magic patterns hidden deep under it... ..

Xi Heng smiled apologetically at him, "I'll take him away first."

Daoxin nodded with him, and was about to ask him to go to another meditation room to recuperate, but unexpectedly Xi Heng refused.

Xi Heng hugged Wen Yang who had closed his eyes at this time, and was fighting against the demonic energy that started to go wild again in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Since I know that Lu Chenyuan is in the demon world, I will deal with this matter, the mage just wait for the news .”

After finishing speaking, he left Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple with his arms in his arms.

Inside the Jiuxiao Yunniaozhou, Xi Heng looked at Wen Yang, whose eyes were closed tightly and a thin layer of sweat was already on his forehead, and there seemed to be a layer of storm in his deep black eyes.

He didn't know...

The devilish energy in Yang'er's body can actually produce such a strong riot...

this means......

Thinking of Wen Yang who clearly didn't even know how to perform spells at the beginning, and later didn't know how to become a demon king, Xi Heng's heart was torn violently.

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A half-demon, a very special existence in the entire continent.

They are not born from demons and humans or other races, they are also born from the combination of two demons...

It's just that half-devils don't have the characteristic of being able to absorb magic energy for cultivation by nature.On the contrary, even if there are occasional half-devils who enter cultivation after being demonized...they cannot control the demonic energy in their bodies freely.

Practitioners breathe out spiritual energy into the dantian during cultivation, and they can use the spiritual energy for their own use to strengthen their bodies—that is because they have spiritual roots and can control the spiritual energy.

The same is true for the demons, they can also manipulate all the demonic energy in the air at will, and use it to breathe out and practice...

But half-devils are different.

It's like a person who was born in the realm of comprehension but was born without spiritual roots—for such a person, only by encountering natural treasures or amazing adventures can he improve his body and make spiritual veins grow in his body.

Half-devils also have a condition.

That is to forcibly pour the devil energy into the body to open up a channel to absorb and absorb the devil energy. Just a little carelessness may cause the body to explode and die.

In this way, even if the demonization is successful, there is still a hidden danger...

After the half-devil is demonized, not only can't control the magic energy freely, but occasionally it will be manipulated by the magic energy. If it can't be suppressed, it is possible to lose all sanity from then on.

Xi Heng didn't need to think too much, just seeing Wen Yang who was showing a little struggle on his face at this moment, he could feel his pain in addition to the dull pain in his heart, wishing he could replace it with his body.

Feeling distressed, Xi Heng quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

Wen Yang couldn't suppress the magic pressure smoothly...

What if he was helping from the side.

Thinking in this way, Xi Heng and the two of them hugged and sat on their laps, their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, and when they opened their mouths, they talked coquettishly...

Right now Wen Yang's sea of ​​consciousness has long been occupied by raging demon energy, but he is not insensitive to the outside world, it is only because of Xi Heng's side that he allows himself to sink into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, Xi Heng's whisper came from his ear.

"Yang'er, be good, open the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Let me in."