But I only looked at the chains in the cell, the execution rack, and the special fence outside...
Mai Fan knew that the treatment of the people at the bottom of this cliff was not very good.
No, the first place he came to was the relatively easy-to-deal-with minor offense area...
Several people share a cell. Although the place is large, the environment is really bad.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie... He is a new disciple... I wonder if this person is very courageous..."
To be honest, no disciple can do this task for a long time. Disciples of the same class are rotated.
One is because the environment is too bad, and the other is because the psychological oppression given by people like them is too great.
But this is what Mai Fan is least afraid of.
As if nothing was wrong, he spread out the lunch boxes and placed them one by one for the people in the cell.
"Today I got up early in the cafeteria to eat spiritual rice porridge, a meal made from mustard greens from Dongpo, and some goose eggs from the most fertile geese."
“Paired with wheat pancakes made from black rice noodles, it’s really delicious and filling.”
"Seniors? Do you want to come over and give it a try?"
Several prisoners squatting in the corner of the cell were stunned... and raised their eyes to look at Mai Fan.
Seeing this boy smiling heartlessly, someone suddenly asked: "Hey, boy, why do you come to Yunxia Sect?"
Mai Fan scratched his head: "For? Farming?"
"What nonsense is this? Who would believe it?"
"Tell the truth, kid, do you want to be a human master or do you want to achieve the supreme road?"
"If you want to realize such a wish..."
"Only relying on your kid's cultivation..."
Although those people's realm has been sealed off, they still have good eyesight.
As soon as they looked at Mai Fan, they could see that this kid still had some strength left in his realm.
"When you think about it, it's not like a good, outer disciple would be sent here to do such a thankless job..."
"Boy, I can guarantee that you are also the unpopular one among the outer sect."
"Otherwise, why would you be sent here to do this job... Hahaha, only the unlucky ones who have been ostracized will give meals to sinners like us."
"How about it, did you get what I said?
"Do you want to stop being looked down upon by others, do you want to fight back?"
"If you want to look like a human being...you can beg us!"
"If you serve me well, I might be in a good mood one day, so I can give you some advice..."
"Any one of us who can be picked out is much better than the master above you."
"Oh, by the way, I forgot, you are not a disciple of the inner sect, you don't have a master...hahahaha..."
Several prisoners were laughing arrogantly in the prison cell. Mai Fan silently placed the rice bowls and continued walking deeper into the cliff with the basket in hand without any expression.
This person's ridicule failed to achieve the effect of his joke, so he felt really unhappy.
One person yelled that Mai Fan was a coward and the most unpromising among the disciples who had delivered meals over the years.
Mai Fan was too lazy to argue with this group of frustrated people. He turned around and just said one sentence to silence these arrogant people.
"It's still not possible... After being pointed out, if the ending is the same as yours..."
"Then I would rather have the freedom of mediocrity..."
"You were all glorious back then, but what's the use? Who can remember your former glory when you're nestled under this cliff?"
"At least I, a new disciple, have never heard of your names."
After saying that, Mai Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and carried the food box and got into a gap between two cliffs.
There is a narrow and impassable passage here... and on the edge of the passage is still the magical descending ladder.
If you make a bigger mistake and have a higher level of cultivation, you will have to move up one level to think about the offender.
This level is really difficult to navigate.
Mai Fan exhausted all his cultivation before he could withstand the cold wind blowing under the cliff.
When he stepped on the ground on the second floor, he realized that there was not even a hint of sunlight here.
On the cliff on the second floor, the place is obviously narrower.
Those prisoners who have committed crimes and are being tortured here do not have any actual cells.
They have a single room that the people above cannot have: the cave.
It also has its own table, chairs, benches and independent space.
Even the gate of the cave does not have any fences or shackles to imprison them.
In Mai Fan's view, although the conditions here are harsh, the person is relatively free.
But when Mai Fan put the food on the table and the prisoners on the second floor heard the sound and walked out of their respective caves...
Only then did Mai Fan think that he might have thought wrong.
The hands and feet of these prisoners were all covered with jade rings that looked like bracelets.
Even if Mai Fan didn't know it, he had heard about the power of the spirit locking ring.
They seem to be free, but in fact they are locked more firmly. Without outside force, they will be connected to this cliff for the rest of their lives.
Seeing this, Mai Fan stopped talking.
Because the people here don't say a word.
But even if these people don't speak, or even have no cultivation level, the pressure they bring to Mai Fan... is huge.
In them, Mai Fan felt like a big boss.
This made him inexplicably cautious in everything he said and did.
To be honest, the person below could be called the overlord of the party before he was punished.
They saw a lot of young talents, but for Mai Fan, a slightly more stable disciple... a few people really didn't take him seriously.
But after Mai Fan took out all the lunch boxes...
They felt the difference in this meal.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion... The rice delivered today is more useful than the previous ones, both in terms of taste and energy.
An old man who seemed to be the most respected among them took a bite of rice before everyone else.
With just one mouthful, the old man's eyes lit up.
"Eat, taste it all, it's been a long time since the higher ups provided us with fine rice grains."
"I said, boy, has anything good happened to the sect recently? Did you say that the former leader was beaten to death?"
"Why are you willing to exchange rations for us old guys?"
Mai Fan was stunned. He just remembered that the thousands of kilograms of grain produced in his fields had all been taken away by the Yunxia sect's chefs.
Because the quality of his rice was good, the person in charge of the purchase even gave him an extra spiritual stone.
The white rice I ate today must be the new rice he just put into the pot...