"Having heard that Master Wen is not in good health, I came here specifically to check on him."
"Oh." Wen Jingge nodded, but stared blankly at the red ginseng.
She was taciturn, silent and composed, with no distractions, focused and attentive, all her attention fixed on that old ginseng.
Wen Jingge was puzzled. It seemed that she had only coughed up blood, and that it was because of Lu Wei's influence. She said it was Shan Hongxing only because Shan Hongxing owed her a favor, and she was sure that Shan Hongxing would be the sucker.
Even if these people didn't know the real reason, they shouldn't have given the old ginseng, right?
Old Ginseng, this is an insult to a Xuan Master!
After all, she was once the number one swordsman in the world, and she's already a third-grade Xuan Master. How could the old ginseng have any effect?
Lu Wei had already woken up, but he was still sleepwalking, his mind still confused.
He got up in a daze, his intuition telling him that Wen Jingge must have taken a liking to something because she kept staring at it. In the past, he would have put it away, but he took it to the inner room for Wen Jingge according to his intuition.
The leader of the Sun and Moon Alliance, Hong Li, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Rumor had it that this Immortal Master Wen had a bad temper, especially since he had almost been killed by his own senior brother this afternoon.
He was summoned by Qu Xiu's men, who said Wen Jinge was looking for him.
He was still uneasy on the way here, not knowing what Wen Jingge was up to.
Being betrayed by her own senior brother, who was also the most upright senior brother in the sect, she would have been unable to defend herself if there hadn't been bystanders.
Hongli recalled chatting with the leaders of the Tuluo Sect about the past of the three major sects. The previous generation sacrificed their lives or honors to support the next generation. Some small sects that were originally overconfident and wanted to take advantage of the situation to grow stronger were now not given the chance at all!
The fact that a major sect can stand firm for thousands of years is due to its capabilities. Just look at the internal strife between these two sects of Xuan Yun Sect. It's all about connections. All sorts of relationships that no one could have imagined have become so intertwined.
Over the years, the rules of the Xuanmen sect have been set by the three major sects.
If it weren't for the taboo against it by major sects, these Xuan Masters from ordinary sects would probably have been wiped out long ago by those petty demonic cultivators.
"Everyone's here!" The leader of the Tu Luo Sect was surprised when he pushed open the door. He was also holding a square box in his hand, and it seemed that he had also come to give a gift.
Hongli moved to the side. Wen Jingge had just fallen out with her senior brother at noon, so she must be in a bad mood. Giving the first seat to Cheng Han, a semi-martial arts expert, was not a bad idea.
"I heard that Master Wen is not in good health. I have a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum here."
"Next time, send spirit stones!" Lu Wei suddenly blurted out.
When Hongli entered the room, he saw a sculpture standing next to Wen Jinge. At first, he thought it was Wen Jinge's eldest disciple who hadn't gone to the secret realm, but now he noticed that this man was a stranger he had never seen before.
"And this is...?"
“I remember you really liked sparkly things.” Lu Wei’s brows furrowed into a deep frown. He was troubled. “It seems like you, but it doesn’t seem like you.”
"Crows love treasure and shiny things."
"Crow, Little Ge?"
"Hmm? Jinwu?" Wen Jingge raised her eyes, and when she saw the door open, she pressed Lu Wei down. "Yuan Qingling and Jinwu went out to play. When they come back, go and ask Jinwu what he likes. There's no need to rush things like memories."
"But I remember someone was waiting for me."
"Waiting for you?" Wen Jingge was taken aback, then stopped talking. "Was I really waiting for you?"
“Eyes…” Lu Wei scratched his head.
In his dreams, he could follow his thoughts and felt that he had remembered a lot and had sorted out the details of things. However, the more time he spent awake, the less he remembered.
It was as if someone was preventing him from seeing these things.
"My eyes?" Wen Jingge asked when she saw him staring at her eyes. "Is there something there?"
"The color is wrong. The eyes are blue, like lakes, and there are stars in them."
"lake?"
"Qingqiu Lake?"
Wen Jingge didn't know much about the lakes in this world. Although she had read some local chronicles, all she could recall in a short time was the illusion created by Wen Xueshan, where ladders descended from all directions to lead to the heavens.
The Dianshan Mountains are now the seven peaks of the Xuanyun Sect, and they don't seem to be places with lakes.
Pingchuan Valley, which she hasn't visited yet, is said to be an ancient battlefield. The details of the war are unknown due to its antiquity, but it seems to be related to the great war between the gods.
Mogan City is also the site where the Qianyan Clan was founded, and it is suspected to be the site of the Sheyue Clan, which was originally separated from Bailu.
This tribesman seems to have long since changed his name and identity, and apart from the Moon Shooting Clan's abilities stored in his bloodline, he has completely forgotten his past.
Two hundred years ago, the stingy Wen Jingge helped Qianyan avoid a plague for free, giving her several medicinal mountains. Her only reward was a symbolic peach mountain that she couldn't sell.
The land was covered in yellow sand, except for an oasis near the Thousand Swallow Imperial City. The further you went to the edge, the more desolate it became, and it was impossible for a large lake to appear there.
The only place left is Qingqiu Lake, which is said to be near the Secret Sect. However, it is now frozen over for thousands of miles, and one would have to wait until the trial is over and return to the Xuanyun Sect to be targeted.
"Demon, demon god, god of slaughter, Xiao Ge..."
"I'll give you a chance to speak properly."
“Xiao Ge…” Lu Wei shook her head. No matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t reconcile the face of Wen Jinge in her memory with the face of Wen Jinge at this moment, even though they were clearly the same person. “You are not Xiao Ge.”
"You two..." The leader of the Tu Luo Sect cleared his throat; no one could resist the gossip spirit of a storyteller.
Just then, the door opened again, and the Palace Master of Hundred Flowers Palace entered. He was dressed lightly and began to complain as soon as he entered, "I don't know what kind of weather this is. It snowed overnight. Isn't Qinghe Mountain supposed to be spring-like all year round? I'm freezing to death."
"Is it snowing?" Wen Jingge frowned.
The original story didn't mention that it would snow at this time. Was it because of her transformation that it snowed?
"Yeah! It started snowing as soon as I stepped out, I almost died, I was freezing! Achoo!" Wei Qian sneezed. "Who among you has thicker clothes? All I brought are thin ones."
"Give!"
Wen Jingge tossed a ring over directly. The ring seemed to contain men's clothing. Wen Jingge had had many such rings in her storage bag since she first opened her eyes at Xuan Yun Sect.
"Thanks! Can I borrow your room for a bit?" Wei Qian breathed out a sigh of relief and gave Wen Jinge a ring as well. "Master Wen, I've heard about what happened this afternoon. Don't be angry! This ring contains nourishing products from my Hundred Flowers Palace. It's just a small token of my respect."
"Thank you." Wen Jingge took a sip of water from her glass, her gaze suddenly shifting to Lu Wei, who was still in a daze.
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