Chapter 094: On-site review (1)

As an extremely close sister sect of Mingyan Sect, Yunlong Palace is like Ji Weihang’s second home.

Here, she came up with the idea of becoming a weapon refiner.

It was here that she received her first Medal of Honor, and the scar on her arm that now bears her longest.

Here, she refined her first earth-level spiritual treasure.

When she stepped out of the teleportation array, what came into view were the mountains under the setting sun and the smoke slowly rising from the mountaintops.

When was the last time you came here?

...I don't remember.

"This way, please." Yun Ruisi politely pointed the way.

Following Ruisi, we walked through the garden in front of the palace and stepped onto the steps. In front of us was the magnificent main hall.

On the thirteenth step, perhaps distracted by the fact that the journey was about to end, Yun Ruisi, who had been very cautious all the way, stumbled. She tried to remain calm and pretended that nothing had happened.

Wei Hang's eyes swept across the round smiling face raised on the steps. It was melted in and could not be easily removed.

Look away, expressionless.

There were only a few steps in front of the hall. They walked up the last section and entered the hall.

Sitting on the armchair at the main seat in the hall was a monk with silver hair. The traces of time left on her body were clearly visible, making her look very experienced. She did not have a strong sense of oppression and looked like an easy-going mother-in-law.

"Palace Master." Yun Ruisi performed the etiquette as a junior, clasping his hands together and bowing slightly.

The old man is Yao Dang, the Taoist Sword Master who founded the Yunlong Palace after leaving the Mingyan Sect and promoted the mass production of spiritual weapons.

He was also the one who made Wei Hang decide to become a weapon refiner.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ruisi." Yao Dang said in a low and slow voice, "Go back, your grandma is waiting for you."

Yun Ruisi bowed to Ji Weihang and left quickly.

There were only two people left in the magnificent hall.

Yao Dang looked at Ji Weihang. The sky behind her was stained with a dark orange-red. The sky darkened, and the crystal lamps on the wall of the hall lit up, illuminating the unfamiliar face. The wind shuttled between the two of them, like a whine.

The first thing Yao Dang said was: "Do I have to pretend in front of my grandma?"

Ji Weihang looked at her calmly, unmoved. "Where is the video from fifty years ago?"

Yao Dang took out two light golden crystals from his sleeve and threw them over.

Ji Weihang caught the crystal and looked at it.

A crystal glows white inside, representing stored memories.

One crystal had a colorful glow inside, indicating that it had stored footage.

The light golden crystal that can store images can have different uses after being carved into a small formation by an array cultivator.

"I won't provide projection equipment," said Yao Dang.

Wei Hang directly took out the device that came with the memory crystal, changed the reading array pattern, embedded the recording crystal, and projected the image onto the open space next to it.

Look here, any problems can be solved in time.

Seeing that she chose the video crystal instead of the memory crystal first, Yao Dang was a little surprised, and then he thought that she did not trust his memory. He did not say anything, but just stared quietly at Ji Weihang's unfamiliar face.

"Today is the eighteenth birthday ceremony of Taoist Master Danxin."

The video began to play, with Gui Yan's voice as the narrator.

The front yard of the Zhengdao Hall, which Ji Weihang was familiar with, appeared on the screen. This was where the head of the sect was.

The camera shoots the main entrance from the side.

It was still early, the morning mist was floating, and the courtyard was planted with ordinary green trees, low shrubs and flowers. There was still dew on the green leaves, and colorful butterflies were flying.

A woman was lying upright on the grass in front of the yard, her hands on her abdomen, her expression peaceful.

"The head of Mingyan Sect, Ji Kunze." Guiyan said in a low voice, as if afraid of disturbing the woman, "Master Aunt is doing her daily meditation."

Gui Yan moved the camera, "Everywhere is decorated." The scene flashed with colorful silk ribbons fluttering in the breeze and morning mist in various places of Ming Yan Sect, "The sects that have been invited will send people to watch the ceremony."

"I was entrusted by my aunt to be responsible for the internal records that are not disclosed to others. Compared with the official records made by my sister, I can be more casual."

Gui Yan pointed the camera at the disc under her feet, and it carried her into the air.

"This is a new flying magic weapon I made specifically for video recording. It can fly steadily. It's not fast, but it's suitable for video recording. Since I have a video recording mission, I can ignore the flight ban.

"Next, let's go see what the disciples are doing."

The first to go was Yun Tongmin, who was the closest. Gui Yan said as she flew, "Senior Sister Yun is the first wife of Kunling Immortal Lord. She is a very good sister and a charming charmer."

Before I even arrived, I could already hear the beautiful sound of the piano.

Gui Yan slowed down her flying speed, aimed at the top of the mountain, and zoomed in on the picture. Yun Tongmin was playing the piano on the mountain.

The piano music is pleasant and the picture is gentle and peaceful.

Gui Yan recorded the video quietly without saying a word.

After playing the zither for a while, Yun Tongmin smiled at the camera from a distance, and her voice came with the wind, "Junior Sister Gui Yan, why don't you come closer to take a picture?"

Gui Yan smiled and said, "I'm afraid that my sister's brilliance is too dazzling."

Yun Tongmin smiled, stood up and put away her piano, "I'm going to go find my friends, be careful when recording."

Gui Yan responded, said goodbye to Yun Tongmin, and flew towards the nearby mountains.

While still in the sky, he accurately captured the figure of a young man practicing sword in a dense bamboo forest.

"Kun Ling Immortal Lord's youngest disciple, Ji Tianjiao, a swordsman, is a bit annoying."

Suddenly, a sword light pierced through the leaves and flew towards her. Gui Yan dodged the sword light nimbly, and the camera was steady without any shaking.

"Oh, sorry." Ji Tianjiao looked up and said without any apology, "I was trying to hit a pesky mosquito and didn't notice you."

Gui Yan laughed and repeated, "A very annoying guy, a follower of the Taoist Master Danxin."

Ji Tianjiao leaped up and stood lightly on the top of the bamboo, level with Gui Yan. She crossed her arms and said with a frown, "You are in charge of recording, can you record it objectively?"

Gui Yan said bluntly: "I will delete the extra ones, why do you care about me?"

At this moment, a female voice came with the wind: "Tianjiao, Guiyan, what are you doing there?"

Hearing this voice, Ji Tianjiao immediately put down her arms that were crossed over her chest, her brows softened, and she jumped a few times and soon stood beside the person who was speaking.

"Master's wife," she complained, "Gui Yan didn't record the video properly."

Gui Yan followed closely and landed in front of Ji Kunling. She just called him "Immortal Lord" without making any further explanation.

Ji Kunling smiled and did not interfere with the children's fight. She patted Tianjiao's shoulder and brushed away the dust.

"Tian Jiao, your senior sister was busy all night last night and is probably still asleep. Go to Shanshui Peak and help her greet her friends who are here to watch the ceremony. She will definitely be happy when she knows."

Tian Jiao glanced at Gui Yan and snorted, "Okay."

Ji Kunling whistled and called a crane, "Let Qingyu take you there."

“Qingyu——” Tianjiao hugged the crane happily.

After the crane carried Ji Tianjiao away, Ji Kunling looked back at Gui Yun who was quietly waiting at the side and said with a smile, "Would you like to go for a walk together?"

Gui Yan lowered the camera towards the ground.

The two walked up the mountain path together.

Ji Kunling said, "Aunt Gui asked you to come and record the video, and you were willing to come? Aunt Gui guessed that you wanted to reconcile with Wei Hang?"

"No way!" Realizing that she had overreacted, Gui Yan was silent for a moment and said, "...We have no grudge against each other in the first place."

Ji Kunling's voice was filled with laughter, "Wei Hang will be very happy.

"She has always said that you have excellent weapon-refining skills, and that if she, Yonghua and you work together, you will definitely be able to create the most powerful heavenly-grade spiritual treasure in Jijiang Continent."

Gui Yan hesitated and said, "...Did she really say that?"

“…”

Ji Weihang didn't watch the rest of the video. She moved her mind, activated the on-site replay, and reached out to touch the video screen.

In an instant, she seemed to be split into two parts.

Part of her is standing in the present fifty years later, in the Cloud Palace, with Yao Dang sitting not far away, gazing at her;

Part of her was standing on the Mingyan Sect mountain road fifty years ago, with her master's wife and Guiyan walking up side by side in front of her.

After using her ability, she did feel a little tired, but not forced.

She can travel through this time and space at will.

Time and space all moved and stopped according to her thoughts.

She can lock onto a certain "identity" in this period of time and space, and with this person as the center, "observe" everything that happens in this period of time and space.

Lock on Master's Wife Ji Kunling and adjust the time to the beginning.

Gui Yan, who was chatting with her beside her, disappeared, and the mountain road lined with green trees on both sides quickly retreated, passing the ninety-nine steps of the Kou Dao Xuanguan Road, passing the avenue leading to the town, and entering the Bixu Town shrouded in mist.

When time goes back to the end, the world begins to flow again.

By the slowly flowing Bixu River, an old man sat on a small wooden chair fishing. Reeds on the shore were swaying and the mist was so thick that one could not see the scenery in the water clearly.

Ji Kunling sat on the grass next to the old man, looking at the Bixu River, and said with emotion: "It was here that I picked up Weihang. In a blink of an eye, it has been eighteen years."

The voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the fish, or as if he was lost in memories.

The old man said, "This is fate. If you hadn't been troubled by something back then, and hadn't come down the mountain to live for a long time, and come to the river every day to wash clothes and ponder principles, you wouldn't have met Weihang."

"She is a gift from the Mother Goddess." Ji Kunling stroked the beads on her wrist, her brows and eyes filled with sadness for no reason, "I'm just afraid that her life will be difficult in the future..."

The old man asked, "Do you feel that you have failed in your teaching over the past eighteen years?"

Ji Kunling said subconsciously: "Of course not..."

The old man said calmly: "Then let her fly on her own without worry."

Ji Kunling slowly exhaled and relaxed, "Indeed."

She stood up and said, "It may not be very peaceful these few days. I sent a few teams of women to settle in yesterday. I hope they will not disturb the peace of the town."

"It's a small matter." The old man said, "How can a few children disturb you?" He looked up at Ji Kunling and said, "You are too tense and stressed recently?"

Ji Kunling paused, then smiled and said, "The child has grown up, and as a teacher's wife, I am naturally a little anxious."

Was the Master's wife anxious during that time? Ji Weihang couldn't remember.

She speeds up time.

After leaving the river, Ji Kunling chatted with the old women stationed in Bixu Town, distributed candies for the coming-of-age ceremony, and then returned to the mountain.

She seemed to want to find Ji Tianjiao. On the way to Ji Tianjiao's residence, she saw two people confronting each other in mid-air. She sent Tianjiao away, chatted with Gui Yan for a few words, and then went to Shanshui Peak.

Shanshui Peak is specially used to accommodate guests, and the ancestors took the meaning of "high mountains and flowing water". [Note 1]

When Ji Kunling arrived here, a group of people were gathered together making a lot of noise.

There were two people fighting in the middle, with swords flashing and flying, and almost no figures could be seen. It was Ji Tianjiao fighting with Bai Zhiyu from the Wanjian Sect.

Those watching the battle from the outside included Yunlong Palace's Yun Yonghua, Kunling Sect's Yi Gou, Leimen's Leiyang, Lingze Sect's Renlin, and the independent cultivators Si Ruyang and Ping Si. They were all Weihang's human friends who came to watch the ceremony.

Yun Tongmin and Ying Feiqiong stood at a higher place and watched, whispering to each other.

Wei Hang listened for a while and then stopped listening. Ying Feiqiong was talking a lot of trash to please others.

Looking at the familiar faces, Wei Hang closed his eyes and sped up the flow of time and space.

Seeing Ji Kunling coming, the two people who were fighting stopped, and Ji Kunling took the two disciples to talk aside. Ji Weihang noticed that when the master's wife called the senior sister away, Ying Feiqiong was obviously nervous.

She looked in the direction of Ying Feiqiong's gaze in disbelief - the three people who were talking.

Could it be that Ying Feiqiong is worried about what the master's wife will do to her senior sister?

absurd.

As the controller of this time and space, she could hear her master's wife and the others talking about watching the ceremony. Her master's wife arranged for her fellow sisters to take over the surprise she had prepared, and gave each of them a mark to control the formation.

Afterwards, Ji Kunling left and let them move freely.

At this time you need to make a choice:

Should I stay and see what Ying Feiqiong will say to my senior sister, or should I follow my master's wife?

She chose to stay and see what Ying Feiqiong would say to her senior sister.

But Ying Feiqiong pulled her senior sister aside and only asked what her master's wife had said to her senior sister. She didn't say anything else and was a little hesitant.

Yun Tongmin was a little surprised, but didn't ask any further questions.

Weihang followed his master's wife again.

Ji Kunling returned to her own residence.

The wooden house is simply decorated, with the bed, reception room and study separated by a treasure chest. On the table in the study stands an exquisite box filled with a wide variety of objects.

It is the birthday gift that Ji Kunling prepared for Weihang.

Ji Kunling looked at it again and again, but always felt it was not enough, so she took out some rare and precious refining materials that took up little space from the Kun Gan Ring and put them in as embellishment.

"I wonder if Weihang will like it." She said to herself.

Seeing the birthday gift that he had never received, Ji Weihang's tightly closed memory gate collapsed slightly.

A conversation from long ago jumped out from the rushing river of memory.

"What spiritual treasure do you want? Master's wife, are you planning to prepare a birthday gift according to what I asked? There won't be any surprises at all..."

"...But if I really have to say it, I hope there is a magic treasure that can allow you, me, my senior sister, and my junior sister to be together forever."

“…”

Wei Hang stared at the birthday gift in the Qimen box for two seconds.

When I turned my eyes away, the floodgates of memory had closed again and my emotions had calmed down.

The flow of time speeds up again.

After putting away the gift, Ji Kunling suddenly staggered and covered her head. Her eyes turned blood red, black and red cracks appeared on her arms and face, and her expression was painful and hideous.

She reluctantly poured out a white pill from the jade bottle she carried with her and swallowed it. After a moment, the lines on her face disappeared and her eyes returned to brown, without any abnormality.

Ji Weihang was stunned for a moment before he finally realized what was happening.

——The Master’s wife shows signs of becoming a demon.

...How could that be?

Was it because he was attacked by the demons when he went to suppress them? Or was he attacked by someone at some unknown time?

She tried to recall if there was anything wrong during that time, but she had no clue.

At this time, Ji Kunling received a call.

A silver-haired monk in luxurious attire appeared on the screen, and said in a low voice, "You started again?"

The head of Xuefeng Sect, Xian Ding Xianjun. The master's wife of Gui Yan.

Ji Kunling hummed lightly, obviously not wanting to say more.

"Are you really not going to tell them?" said Immortal Lord Ding with a frown.

"I can control it." Ji Kunling smiled, "Today is Weihang's birthday, so don't say these things that will spoil the fun. When we meet later, Aunt Gui, don't let anything slip."

"...Okay." Ding Xianjun sighed, and there was nothing he could do to her, "See you later."

"See you later." Ji Kunling hung up the phone with a smile. After the call ended, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.

Weihang had more and more questions in his mind.

Why did the master's wife become a demon? Is this related to the extermination of the family? In addition to the Immortal Lord Ding, does anyone else know about this?

After ending the communication, Ji Kunling sat in the chair and fell into deep thought, not moving for a long time.

Weihang stood beside her and looked at her motionlessly.

Time passed by the two of them quickly.

It was not until the sky outside gradually brightened and a sound was heard that Ji Kunling came back to his senses and moved his body.

"Master's wife! I'm here! What gift have you prepared for me?"

Light footsteps approached, and the boy's voice was joyful.

Ji Kunling looked at him with a smile.

The young man leaned over the door and looked in with a smile. His neatly braided white hair was intertwined with colorful silk, and his luxurious clothes shone brightly in the sun.

As dazzling as the scorching sun.

"The gift can only be given to you after the ceremony, so don't ask." Ji Kunling said with a smile.

Ji Weihang took a step back and was no longer between their gazes.

"Can't I take a look in advance? The ceremony won't be held until noon... What if something happens and the ceremony can't be held successfully?" The young boy Wei Hang kept pestering, "And it's really sad to wait so long——"

"Unless I am allowed to go to the secret place in the back mountain to play."

The turn was sudden, but Ji Kunling had anticipated it and threw her a token, "Alright, alright, go and have fun. Remember to come out before the ceremony."

"Yes, sir!" After taking the token, the young boy Wei Hang ran away with a smile.

Ji Weihang looked at his own departing figure, his mind wandering. After a moment, he looked back at his master's wife and increased the flow rate again.

When Ji Kunling was practicing witch dance on the grass outside the house, Yun Tongmin came in hurriedly, looking uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her like this, Ji Kunling stopped and asked.

Yun Tongmin hesitated for a moment, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Master's wife, have you turned into a demon?"

"...Where did you get the news?" Ji Kunling said, "Yes, I was attacked when I went to the border some time ago, but I don't want you to tell others, especially Wei Hang and the others, okay?"

"Today is Weihang's birthday. Let's not leave her with unpleasant memories."

Ji Kunling looked into Yun Tongmin's anxious eyes, grabbed her shoulders, and said firmly, "You believe I can take care of myself, right?"

Yun Tongmin's expression gradually calmed down, "Of course."

"I will keep this secret." She hugged Ji Kunling and left in a hurry just like when she came.

Looking at her departing figure, Ji Kunling's expression gradually turned colder, even gloomy. There was even a flash of red in his eyes.

Ji Weihang had never seen her like this before.

Ji Kunling lowered her head and took a deep breath. Her expression returned to normal and she continued to practice the witch dance calmly.

After looking at her for a moment, Ji Weihang changed his perspective.