When I got closer to the pavilion, I found a figure inside.

The one wearing the purple-gold crown and the gold-white robe was none other than Liao Wuchen.

Liao Wuchen was sitting on a stone bench. There was a jade cup on the table. White vapor was coming out of it. It was reddish in color and there were small flowers floating on it. There was also a teapot next to it.

He Ling stood still and immediately bowed, "Greetings, Master."

Liao Wuchen looked at the fire cloud in the distance, and his figure seemed inexplicably lonely.

"sit."

"Yes."

He Ling originally thought that she would say something, but after she said that, she never spoke again.

They just looked at the fire cloud until the sun set.

Liao Wuchen picked up the jade cup and drank all the liquid in it. He then picked up the teapot but found that there was not a drop left in it.

"Master, would you like some tea?"

Hearing this, Liao Wuchen shook his head slightly.

Looking at the teapot, He Ling suddenly smiled. She thought of Xiaoqing in the past, who also didn't like drinking tea. Xiaoqing preferred sweet food and her favorite thing was to drink a cup of brown sugar water.

"I have some wine here, Master, would you like some?"

Liao Wuchen still shook his head.

"Master, this is sweet wine made from hundreds of fruits."

Only then did she frown and look at He Ling.

He Ling smiled, took out a bottle of fruit wine and poured her a glass.

As soon as the jade-white wine was poured out, a sweet and fragrant smell filled the air.

Le Wuchen became interested, and her expression finally changed. She stared at the wine in her hand with an interested look.

A trace of doubt flashed through He Ling's mind, "Master, have you never drunk this wine before?"

Liao Wuchen shook his head. "Master warned me to focus on cultivation and not let worldly things disturb my mind."

He Ling's expression changed, "Master, have you never left Xuanyuan Sect?"

Liao Wuchen shook his head, "I've been to several markets a few times."

He Ling felt a surge of pity in her heart. Those markets were right at the gate of Xuanyuan Gate, and Xiaoqing probably had never left Xuanyuan Gate.

Picking up the wine glass, she seemed a little hesitant. In her impression, all wines were spicy, and she had never seen anything so sweet.

She didn't like bitter and spicy food, but she couldn't give up sweetness. However, she usually stayed in Xuanyu Peak, and the only sweet thing she could get was the sugar water brought by Xiaoyun.

She stuck out her pink tongue like a kitten and licked the wine tentatively, then her eyes lit up.

Put some into my mouth.

There is a slight bitterness in the sweetness, which just neutralizes the greasy sweetness, and it tastes unique.

Looking at He Ling, two blushes appeared on her face, and her words were no longer as emotionless as before.

"Anything else?"

Liao Wuchen was already stunningly beautiful, and she had a cold look before. But when He Ling saw her shy look at this moment, even she felt a throbbing in her heart, as if she was being scratched by a kitten's claws, and felt a little itchy.

"Master, if you want it, I will have it."

He picked up the bottle and poured her another glass.

When Liao Wuchen tasted this wine for the first time, she was so addicted to its flavor that she did not use her spiritual power to dispel the smell of the wine. After four or five glasses of wine, her face had already turned red.

She looked at He Ling, "Why don't you drink?"

He Ling looked at her, as if she had returned to the past, when she and Xiaoqing were in the small courtyard. Her tone was gentle, with a hint of doting.

"I'll just watch Master drink."

Liao Wuchen had obviously never drunk so much wine at one time, and he was a little drunk at the moment. With a flick of his fingertips, a white jade wine glass floated in front of He Ling.

"No, if I drink, you have to drink too."

He Ling smiled gently and did not refuse, "Okay, I will drink with Master."

"Don't call me Master, I don't like this title."

"If not Master, then what should I call you?"

"Just call me Wuchen, and add a small word in front of it."

"Little Wuchen?"

"Hehe, that's right. What's Wuchen? He sounds like an old man!"

"Haha, Master, I didn't expect you to have this side of me."

"I already told you, don't call me Master."

"Okay, as you say, Xiao Wuchen."

"Huh, that's right."

Liao Wuchen felt a little proud and drank another glass of wine. However, at this moment, she felt as if there were thousands of words in her chest, and these words were stuck in her heart.

But at this moment he could no longer hide it and started talking to himself.

"Master has treated me well, and I want to repay him, but it seems that no matter what I do, I can't satisfy him. I achieved the Golden Elixir at the age of 30, and others said that I was a genius that only appears once in a thousand years. But when it came to him, it was just a good word.

I am now in the late stage of the Golden Core, half a step away from the perfection of the Golden Core, but when he sees me, he urges me to practice every day.

But I have been practicing every day!"

She spoke the last sentence in a high tone, put her hands on Yang Liu's waist, and stood up.

"Tell me, am I a genius?"

He Ling nodded heavily, "Master, you are a genius, a well-deserved genius."

Liao Wuchen was still a little dissatisfied, "Don't call me Master."

He Ling also stood up. Only then did she realize that Xiaoqing was half a head taller than her. She stroked Xiaoqing's cheeks with both hands.

"Xiao Wuchen, you are a genius! The only genius from ancient times to the present!"

Looking at He Ling's serious eyes, for some reason, a feeling of shame suddenly surged onto Wu Chen's face, making her already rosy little face even redder as if blood could drip out.

She didn't know why she said all this to the person in front of her whom she had only met a few times. She had never even mentioned Xiaoyun, who had grown up by her side.

A wave of heat came over her face, and she wanted to hide at this moment. She leaned forward and threw herself into He Ling's arms.

Burying his face in He Ling's chest.

He Ling gently stroked her back, and his warm breath hit her shoulders.

"It's okay, Xiao Wuchen, you are a genius, an undoubted genius." The gentle words that seemed to drip water came.

At this moment, Liao Wuchen felt as if he was wrapped in warm water.

My originally turbulent mood seemed to be smoothed out by a pair of gentle hands.

The full moon had already risen, and under the silvery light, a couple hugged each other tightly.

After a while, Le Wuchen's shy voice came.

"But...it's okay."

"Hurry up and let me go."

The physique of a cultivator is superior to that of an ordinary person. For Wu Chen, who has reached the level of Golden Core cultivation, that little bit of wine can be digested in just a few moments.

But when she calmed down, the blush on her face did not fade away.

She just wanted to cover her face at this moment. Oh my God! What did she say?

She also didn't understand why the weakness that she usually kept hidden in her heart would be revealed in front of her disciples.

Is it too late for her to show off her master's authority now?

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