Li Jian looked at the three of himself in front of him and didn't know how to react for a moment.

On the other hand, the three opposite him sighed helplessly after looking at each other, and then said:

"It seems that I haven't fully woken up yet."

Then Li Jian watched helplessly as the three of him on the opposite side walked toward him step by step, surrounding him.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

Three crisp and rhythmic slaps sounded, and Li Jian was slapped in a circle, leaving a red slap mark on his right face.

A strong sense of pain penetrated Li Jian's brain, and his vision fell into a blur and then returned to darkness until he was awakened again.

"Strange, what's wrong with me?"

Li Jian opened his eyes and found Shen Xisheng sitting next to him, looking at his face with interest. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, almost screaming in pain.

"It's like waking you up."

Shen Xisheng rubbed the palms that left the mark on Li Jian's face and gave Li Jian a general description of the current situation:

"We encountered something strange. We were all struck by the illusion just now. I broke free from it first, and then helped you to get rid of the illusion."

Li Jian was shocked when he heard that they had encountered something strange:

"How could it be so sudden? Something strange happened without even a hint!"

Shen Xisheng waved his hand and denied the other party's statement:

"No, it's not sudden. We have already witnessed the omen. We even jumped into the pit on our own initiative."

Li Jian felt even more weird when he heard this:

"Brother Xisheng, are you kidding me? When will we..."

Before he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed in Li Jian's mind, and then he continued:

"Brother Xisheng, are you talking about Xuefeng City?"

"That's right."

Shen Xisheng nodded, then turned to look at the Lord Xuefeng who was still lying in his position, and said calmly:

"Lord Xuefeng, let's talk together. You should know by now that we don't mean any harm."

Shortly after he finished speaking, the Lord of Xuefeng City, who had fallen on his seat, slowly floated up, and his body began to rise gradually.

Finally, the Lord of Xuefeng City was looking at Shen Xisheng and Li Jian with his blood-red eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Li Jian felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and almost took action, but Shen Xisheng patted him on the shoulder and shook his head:

"There is no need to take action. Although Xuefeng City Lord has become weird, the other party seems to still have reason.

Otherwise, the other party would have killed us long ago when we were confused."

Seeing Shen Xisheng being so calm and collected, the mayor of Xuefeng City couldn't help but applaud him:

"Although Fellow Daoist Shen has not reached the level of foundation building, his character and character are far superior to those of other monks, and I admire him for that."

Shen Xisheng cupped his hand to express his gratitude, and then asked the question he was most concerned about:

"I wonder what the current state of Xuefeng City Master is? What is the current situation of Xuefeng City?"

After hearing this, the Lord of Xuefeng City sighed sadly, and two lines of bloody tears fell from the sides of his blood-red eyes:

"This is all the result of the old man's incompetence. He was unable to protect Xiaoyaomen within the sect, and he failed to protect the people here in Xuefeng City.

Now the old man can only leave this trace of obsession in this dead city, and he will never be able to transcend it."

Next, Shen Xisheng and Li Jian began to listen patiently to the self-narration of the remnant soul in front of them.

The name of the Lord of Xuefeng City is Ren Wei. He was originally a wealthy young man from a secular family. If nothing else happened, his life would have been to grow up in the town and then inherit his father's family business.

Until one day, an immortal riding a crane came to his home and told his family that he was an immortal seedling with spiritual roots. From then on, he joined the sect of such an immortal - Xiaoyao Sect.

The atmosphere in Xiaoyaomen is very harmonious, and the relationship between the master and the brothers is very harmonious.

The days when everyone worked together made Ren Wei understand that immortals are not emotionless clay sculptures, and this is his other home.

Until one day, the master who returned to the sect brought news that a group of demonic cultivators called the "Tao Luan Hui" were wreaking havoc.

These demonic cultivators were very abominable and slaughtered a large number of mortals who had no cultivation. Other cultivators were also their targets.

The people of Xiaoyao Sect have always been a group of like-minded and righteous people, so this heinous demon cultivator force is naturally their target.

When the master proposed to join the alliance of other monks to siege the demonic cultivators, no one had any objections, and the entire Xiaoyao Sect was united in an unprecedented way.

As a result, most high-level monks left their sects and joined the alliance to devote themselves to the great cause of encircling and suppressing demonic cultivators.

At that time, Ren Weikong, who was in the Qi refining stage, had a heart to kill the enemy, but he could only continue to practice honestly in the sect.

After all, the elders don’t want the new disciples to become cannon fodder and ruin their own bright future.

At that time, Ren Wei's greatest interest was listening to his senior brothers tell how the seniors of Xiaoyao Sect galloped around the battlefield and killed demon cultivators.

After listening to the story, Ren Wei worked harder and harder in training, hoping that he could become stronger soon and kill enemies together with his seniors.

Then a piece of news like a bolt from the blue was passed back to the sect by the brothers:

Because the treacherous and cunning demonic cultivators set up an ambush, the seniors of Xiaoyao Sect accidentally fell into the trap. Although the seniors unleashed an astonishing fighting power to annihilate the demonic cultivators, they also died heroically.

This news is undoubtedly a wake-up call for Xiaoyaomen, which has always been full of laughter. Those familiar people will never come back.

Because most of the remaining people are of low level, they don't even have the chance to go to the battlefield for revenge.

The same goes for Ren Wei. He can only cowardly tell himself that he must practice hard and become stronger before he can protect his seniors.

After the Xiaoyao Sect was immersed in sadness for a while, another piece of news reached the sect:

The battle is over, and the Taoluan Society has been annihilated by all the monks. The Taoluan Society will not be seen again for a long time in the future.

This news was like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's heads. Although the chaos was wiped out, they were not happy at all.

Even because they did not take revenge personally, everyone felt that they were ashamed of their predecessors who died on the battlefield.

Many people quit the Xiaoyao Sect on their own, and only a few people remained in the sect that used to be bustling with people, and it no longer had the beauty of the past.

Seeing that things in Xiaoyao Sect have changed, Ren Wei, who was in the foundation period, decided to take over the position of Xuefeng City Lord arranged by the Monk Alliance, and left Xiaoyao Sect, a place that touched his heart.

He spent the following days in a haze. In addition to maintaining the basic operations of Xuefeng City, he kept drinking to drown his sorrows and immersed himself in sweet dreams to escape reality.
Chapter completed!