The sudden appearance of a figure made Mu Feng's heart skip a beat. It didn't look like anyone was living here. What on earth was that figure?
With doubts in his heart, Mu Feng chased in that direction.
It can be seen that there are many buildings here. At this moment, he is standing among the ruins of these buildings, and his eyes are full of desolation.
At this moment, the sound of sharpening a knife suddenly attracted Mu Feng. He turned around and found that there was still a small courtyard in this building.
The tidy scene in the small courtyard was completely different from that outside. It looked like someone was taking care of it regularly. The sound of sharpening knives came from the small courtyard. He thought for a while and walked over.
Although this situation is extremely weird, not even the Sky Demon Tree can tell what is in White Wolf Mountain, so it wouldn't be too shocking if there are people living there.
Mu Feng walked slowly and came to the courtyard, where he saw a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and a beard, sharpening a knife there.
The sharpened knife didn't seem to be a sacred weapon, but an ordinary boning knife. When he heard some movement, he raised his head and looked over.
"You're here." He smiled strangely.
Mu Feng felt extremely vigilant in his heart, as if some danger was coming, but there was no murderous intent here, and even the middle-aged man had a kind smile on his face.
Faced with this situation, he subconsciously used the unbounded secret technique to let the dream ghost come out to see if it was an illusion.
Although he also had some control over the ability to create illusions at this time, he was still not as good as the dream ghost who had refined the mirage.
But suddenly, he forgot this step and stood at the door scratching his head: "What did I want to do just now?"
"Wang Xu, what are you doing standing there? Come and help!" the middle-aged man sharpening the knife shouted.
Mu Feng looked confused and pointed at himself: "Are you talking about me? I am not Wang Xu, I am Mu Feng. Who are you..."
Before he finished speaking, a look of confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Yes, my name seems to be Wang Xu."
As soon as he lowered his head, he found that he was also wearing the same Taoist robe as the middle-aged man. Everything around him had changed. His mind was very confused, but some memories gradually became clear.
He is Wang Xu, the youngest disciple of Lingjian Sect, and today is his master's 300th birthday, and he is here to help prepare the birthday banquet.
"Elder brother, let me help!" He laughed, walked forward and started working.
Although something felt wrong, he became more and more proficient, as if all this was natural.
Finally, after working hard for a long time, after noon, Master's birthday banquet finally started.
His master Wei Chenzi was a very noble person and was not good at making friends, so he did not have many friends. Only the elders of the sect came to congratulate him.
As the youngest and least prestigious disciple, Wang Xu had to go to the front to receive guests after finishing his work at the back.
Seeing the guests flying from a distance and landing on the mountain, he followed his senior brother and trotted forward to accept the gifts.
Wang Xu felt extremely envious: "I wonder when I will be able to fly."
"Based on your qualifications, junior brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it even if you practice for decades more. Master keeps you just because he wants you to work as a handyman. Don't have such wishful thinking." The senior brother next to him said with a sarcastic look.
said.
Even so, Wang Xu was not angry, because he had heard such words too many times, and even his master did not think highly of him at all. Even if he complained about everything, it would not help at all.
After working hard all day, the birthday banquet was finally over. After cleaning up, he squatted in the kitchen and ate some leftovers. After all, he was not qualified to serve at the table.
But he was in a good mood, so his master rewarded him with an elixir for the first time today. After dinner, he could go back to his room, take the elixir and start practicing.
But before he could finish his meal, his senior brothers arrived. There were more than a dozen of them, and they surrounded him in the room. Everyone had evil looks on their faces.
"Wang Xu, hand over the elixir!"
"Hand it over!"
"Hand it over!"
Everyone shouted in unison, which made Wang Xu feel frightened. Do you need so many senior brothers to snatch just a pill?
Just when he was about to hand over the elixir, another voice suddenly came to his mind: "Brother Mu Feng, wake up!"
"Mu Feng? Who is that?" There was no memory at all in his mind.
The senior brother slowly came forward and surrounded him, releasing a palpitating aura from his body. Wang Xu had never seen such a scene before, and his body trembled with fear.
But at this time, the voice sounded again, and it seemed very anxious: "Brother Mu Feng!"
Suddenly, the scene around him began to change. The original kitchen turned into other buildings, and the food in his hands turned into pieces of soil!
Those ferocious senior brothers turned into terrifying monsters at this time!
Although it has a human body, its head has a different appearance, like a combination of human and beast, with hair, spikes, and even scales.
This scene made Wang Xu almost faint.
The one closest to him turned out to be a monster with a fish head and human body, with two white eyes staring straight at him!
The only normal thing was a woman appearing out of thin air next to him.
The woman looked handsome, but she looked at him anxiously: "Brother Mu Feng, how are you?"
"Mu Feng? I'm not Mu Feng, I'm Wang Xu. Who are you?"
Wang Xu was frightened and his face turned pale, but he felt a burst of courage in his heart. He pushed the monster in front of him away and ran out staggeringly.
The outside was no longer what he remembered, but looked like it was in a town, except that there were no people at all in this town.
The woman and the fish-headed monster were chasing after them, and behind them were the even more terrifying monsters with human bodies.
"Meng Gui, you stop these monsters, and I'll go after Brother Mu Feng!" Feng Ling said anxiously, with deep worry in his eyes.
As an ancient god and demon at the ninth level of the reincarnation realm, Meng Gui drank water from the divine spring of youth all day after following Mu Feng. After Mu Feng obtained the spiritual medicine field, he ate all the treasures from heaven and earth.
Therefore, its spiritual intelligence has also been opened a lot, and it can not only understand Mu Feng's words, but also Feng Ling's words.
So it stopped, its strange fish eyes turned slightly, and the monsters behind it immediately changed their direction.
Although the only thing Menggui can control is the mirage integrated with the dream-entering technique, this is not the outside, and there is no Sky Demon Tree commanding it.
Therefore, these monsters are easily fooled around.
Feng Ling kept chasing Mu Feng in front of him, and his heart was full of doubts.
Just before, he saw Mu Feng entering a ruins, surrounded by monsters with weird heads, and more monsters were coming.
But Mu Feng was unmoved at all. Not only did he not attack, but he was afraid in front of the monsters. The monsters attacked Mu Feng wantonly.
In the end, Mu Feng even swallowed the dirt!
Jiuyuan sensed something was wrong and suspected that Mu Feng was in some special state at this time, so he asked Feng Ling and Meng Gui to leave the Wordless Golden Book and come to rescue him.
If Feng Ling and Meng Gui hadn't come out in time, Mu Feng would have been killed alive by monsters. Thanks to Mu Feng's strong body, he would have died long ago.
Wang Xu, who was escaping in front, only felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker. He looked down and found that there were many wounds on his body.
At first glance, it was clear that these wounds were not made by sharp blades, but were caused by the claws and teeth of some kind of wild beast.
There were wounds like this all over his body, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.
And if he looked carefully, he found that the clothes he was wearing were not the Taoist robes of the Spirit Sword Sect at all, which made him suddenly confused.
Wang Xu stopped weakly and sat there leaning against the wall of a building. His breath was getting weaker and weaker. He had no clue at all about everything that suddenly appeared.
At this moment, Feng Ling had already chased after him. Seeing Mu Feng's appearance, he was so anxious that tears were about to flow out.
"Brother Mu Feng, what's wrong with you?"
Jiuyuan promptly sent a bottle of spring water of immortality, and Feng Ling hurriedly fed it to Mu Feng.
But at this time, Mu Feng didn't know Feng Ling at all, and he thought he was Wang Xu, an unpopular last disciple of the Lingjian Sect.
However, he still drank the water of the Divine Fountain of Youth, because in the sect, no female monk ever smiled at him, and in his memory, everyone treated him coldly.
"Girl, I thank you very much, but I am not Mu Feng, I am Wang Xu!"
"Wang Xu, you are clearly Mu Feng!" Feng Ling looked shocked: "What's wrong with you?"
The water of the Immortal Spring began to take effect, and Mu Feng's injuries were healing quickly, but he was full of doubts about Feng Ling's words.
"No, I am Wang Xu. I don't know that person named Mu Feng at all, and I have never heard of him!" Mu Feng said firmly.
Feng Ling felt extremely sad. She only saw Mu Feng coming here in the Wordless Golden Book, and then he became like this.
The key is that she doesn't know why, and even Jiuyuan is confused.
However, Jiuyuan was well-informed after all, and he walked out of the wordless golden book at this moment, shocking Mu Feng.
"Boy, have you forgotten even me?"
Mu Feng looked at Jiuyuan, the fear in his eyes was very real. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, who are you?"
Jiuyuan sighed and said slowly: "I suspect that your memory has been replaced by someone!"
"Take a closer look at your body. Which part of your body is the same as the Wang Xu in your memory?"
Mu Feng looked at his body and found that it was indeed not what he remembered. He touched his back again and saw that the Qingxiao Sword was on his back, but he had no impression of it.