She is Jianxiu

Chapter 1223: Mingde Hall

After sending him away, Ji Mingzhu frowned slightly and couldn't help but sigh softly.

At this time, the maid also packed up her things and went back to the house. She heard Ji Mingzhu say in a faint voice, "I always feel like my brother has become a different person. I don't know if it's an illusion."

The maid stepped forward and gently patted her shoulders, smiling and comforting her: "Your Highness was sent to the sect to practice since he was young, and it is not uncommon for him to not come back for several years. To be specific, you two haven't seen each other for a long time, not to mention that people in the sect are unpredictable, and most of the practitioners are probably like this. Your Highness did this to preserve the brotherly relationship with Your Highness."

Ji Mingzhu nodded slightly, her face showing no emotion. She only told the maid to draw down the pearl curtain, saying that she was going to take a short nap, and then turned and walked towards the inner room.

Perhaps someone had just taken medicine here, for this not-so-small living room was always filled with a slightly fishy smell of medicine. After the maid pulled down the bead curtain, she had no choice but to go forward with a frown, half-open the stained glass window, and pick up a small fan to wave it outside.

After crossing the Thirteen Peaks of Jiuru, you will arrive at a place with Yinchuan Waterfall. The middle of the mountain is called Zuoyingtian Peak, which is the place where the leaders of all generations practiced. The main hall is called Mingde. The leader of Wenwang Mountain who sits in it now is the direct great-great-grandson of the founder of this sect, named Ji Sui.

Even so, Ji Sui is not much older than the founder of Mount Wenwang, and should be of the same generation as the founder of Mount Zhuxuan, Wu Tanqing. Even now, he has only a few years left, and spends most of his time in the cave to enjoy his natural beauty, and does not go out.

There is no shortage of people to succeed the head of the sect in Wenwang Mountain. Including Ji Sui, there are five externalized masters. In terms of sect strength, it can be said that it is the strongest in history. However, they will not be like Zhu Xuan, who suffered a great loss of vitality after losing his master and fell into a situation of no leader.

Looking inside the hall, there were carved beams and painted rafters, brocade curtains and gauze curtains. Dozens of disciples dressed in red robes, holding ruyi in their hands, stood on the left and right. Under the high seat in the middle, about twenty people were sitting cross-legged on cushions, some dressed in Taoist robes and wearing plain crowns, while others were wearing brocade robes and light makeup. But they all sat with their clothes straight and their expressions restrained, looking solemn and serious, not daring to be distracted or slack in the slightest.

Ji Sui sat sideways on the high seat, with his wide sleeves hanging down to one side. He held a string of black jade beads in one hand and placed his other hand on the river bank, slowly looking at the people in the hall. The head of the sect looked young, like a man in his twenties, with a fair complexion, handsome eyebrows and eyes, and a luxurious air about him, but he was not like an ordinary Taoist.

After a while, he stood up a little, raised his hand and pointed at a few people among the crowd, and said: "You are quite diligent. You can stay in my Mingde Hall for three days next month to listen to my lectures."

The people he named were naturally overjoyed, and those whose names were not among them could not help but show some regret. However, Ji Sui did not care at all. He waved his hand to dismiss everyone. Then he heard a disciple standing beside him come forward and whisper a few words. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, please come in quickly."

Not long after, a woman of medium height with flying eyebrows and eyes came in. She was in her thirties, with dark eyebrows and bright eyes. She had an ordinary appearance, but she had an upright figure and a rather rebellious demeanor, which made people dare not underestimate her.

As soon as she walked in, the disciples on both sides hurriedly brought up a large chair woven with tiger tendons and placed magical tea and rare fruits on the table, not daring to be disrespectful at all.

This person did not sit down immediately, but walked forward and bowed to Ji Sui, saying, "Disciple Ji Yang, greetings to the master."

Ji Sui seemed to love her very much. Hearing this, he signaled her not to be polite. He nodded and said with a smile, "Elder Ji Yang has made great contributions to our sect. Why don't you take a seat quickly?" The woman then turned around and took a seat on the tiger tendon chair. She heard Ji Sui ask from the high seat, "What is the important matter that brings you here today?"

Ji Yang nodded slightly, raised his hand and took out something from his sleeve, saying: "I have a disciple under my seat. Some time ago, he brought a True Infant into the mansion. This True Infant cultivator presented a treasure, which is a very good self-defense magic weapon. Although this item is not very suitable for me, it can be used to recruit strange cultivators for our sect. Master, please take a look."

After saying that, he took out a small flag and handed it forward so that Ji Sui could take a closer look.

Ji Sui nodded secretly, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and the next moment he reached out to grab the small flag. After taking a closer look, he already had a plan in his mind.

This item has magical effects. Although it has no means of attacking or defeating the enemy, it can confuse the surrounding qi and achieve the purpose of hiding. If used properly, it can play a certain role in self-defense or winning by surprise. However, Ji Yang is used to using big and bold tactics. Such a hidden and revealing magic weapon suitable for lurking in the dark is indeed not suitable for her. Ji Sui understood it in his heart, so he turned his hand and put away the small flag, nodded and said:

"Then I will know who this item is suitable for."

Ji Yang presented the treasure without any resentment. He just thought for a moment and said, "Master, Jin Cheng and Han Chang of Shouzhen Temple have been killed by our disciples. The remaining master Zhang Zhi is guarding the mountain gate. There has been no movement. I need you to go and investigate, or just kill Zhang Zhi as well, and let my sect annex Shouzhen."

"Don't be too hasty about this." Ji Sui shook his head, disagreeing. "After the death of Jin Cheng and Han Chang, all the sects in Beiyun were worried and on guard against our sect. If we act now, we can't guarantee that they won't be pushed too hard and unite to resist our sect. If you want to kill Zhang Zhi, you are not without a chance. When you seize Yu Lu in twelve years, if she can still sit still, that's fine. If she dares to come alone, you can take advantage of the situation to get rid of her."

Ji Yang thought about it and did not refute. He nodded in agreement. Although he was confident in his own strength, he also had great respect for the master.

The two chatted for a while about the sect's affairs. Before leaving, Ji Suifang suddenly had an idea and asked with his eyes lowered, "What's the name of the person who presented the treasure? Do you know his background?"

Ji Yang stood up, thinking back to what his disciples had said, and said, "It was a man called Yang Cang, who claimed to be an elder of the Danluo sect. On the day when Zhu Xuan conquered Danluo, he escaped by chance because he was not in the sect. He was desperate for a while, so he came to Wenwang Mountain to seek refuge. Because there are many talented people in my sect, he was afraid that he would not be used, so he offered treasures to seek care.

"I sent someone to investigate and found that Yang Cang did have the token of the Danluo sect elder. Moreover, this sect was conquered by Zhu Xuan several months ago and no longer exists in the world."

Ji Sui thought for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhu Xuan... is it the sect founded by Wu Tanqing?"

"It is this sect," Ji Yang nodded in response, "Three hundred years ago, Wu Tanqing was defeated by Liang Yanfang, and this sect was driven out of Beiyun by Fu Wei. Now, another person is in charge of the sect, and the mountain gate has been moved back to Beiyun."