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482 Ninety-nine Remnant Swords

 Ha, he won’t be able to get ahead this time, right?

Soon he will be driven out to farm.

He just needs to collect more seeds before leaving. His lands and the first link of the series of tasks will be completed soon.

But Zhao Qiankun said another choice.

"Are you willing to do more for the sect?"

"Ah, I do." Mai Fan was a little panicked. What does this mean?

Zhao Qiankun: "Even if this matter is somewhat dangerous?"

Mai Fan knew that he had to express his determination at this time: "Yes, what I did today was reckless and very dangerous, but I think it is right and I still did it."

"As long as it's for the Yunxia Sect and for things that are beneficial to justice in this world, of course I'm not afraid of danger."

"Leaving myself alone to care for the common people is the way of my cultivation."

That's weird, don't give me dangerous jobs, I just want to win.

Zhao Qiankun smiled: "Well, your friend Zhao Zhenbei's matter is a trivial matter. From now on, no one will mention it again."

"Although the people at the bottom of the cliff have sinned, they are still members of my Yunxia sect."

"After today, you will still be traveling between Siguo Peak and the outer gate. From now on, only you can go down the chain path leading to the bottom of the cliff."

"In addition to being responsible for delivering their daily meals, you should also chat with them more, just like you have been doing these past few days."

"No need to do anything more, because there is a very smart person among them."

"Don't inquire or give feedback. Since they are willing to tell you this, they will naturally be willing to tell you more."

"I probably understand what they want to do..."

Is someone's end approaching?

Zhao Qiankun felt inexplicably melancholy when he thought of this.

He has entered a higher realm, and those people under the cliff...

"If there is any news that you think needs to be reported, use this..."

Zhao Qiankun casually grabbed a handful from his side and inexplicably pulled out a stack of paper cranes from the air.

"This is the paper crane I made myself. I only use it for the people closest to me."

"You get these, write down the information you think is useful? Then burn it? I will naturally see the information in it."

After saying that, Zhao Qiankun threw it casually. The paper cranes flew towards Mai Fan in a deceptive manner. Two or three of them landed in Mai Fan's palm. They turned around and got into his old robe.

"Please step back...what happened today..."

Mai Fan saluted: "This disciple will never speak to outsiders."

"Well..." Zhao Qiankun waved his hand. The puppet appeared at the door again and left with the outer disciple.

Zhao Qiankun was the only one left in the hall. He waved and the note written on rough paper flew into his hand.

The handwriting on the note was elegant and graceful, with a rare sense of freedom and ease. It was obviously very similar to that person. However, the person who wrote it turned out to be rare and affectionate, and he was a very humane young man.

After all, it was different. Zhao Qiankun shook his head. He still thought too much.

It is impossible for that person to return to Yunxia Sect and find such an inconspicuous outer disciple? Tell him so many secrets.

Unless...unless he sees the specialness of this young man and accepts him as his disciple.

Impossible? There is no way his junior brother could do such a thing as recruiting a disciple.

So, looking under Fengya? It was necessary for him to go there himself.

The head didn't show any concern for himself. After Mai Fan sat on the crane again, when no one saw him, he secretly wiped a cold sweat.

Is this thing really over? For him? It should be.

But for those people under and on the cliff, it is impossible.

Mai Fan didn't know whether the bold decision he made was the right one.

But I thought of the memory of the villain, when the villain was responsible for delivering meals to this group of people...

That is to say, a few decades later, the only people left at the bottom of that mountain cliff were the old man with a white beard who was vaguely leading them.

Others are said to be growing old one by one.

It was hastily cleaned up by the disciples from the outer sect and buried in the ossuary outside the mountain gate.

The only remaining old man would give all his advice to the former villain. Thinking about it, he also knew that he was going to die soon, right?

Mai Fan felt that after the villain learned everything, he must have had some regrets in his heart.

He regretted why he didn't know earlier, who was the hypocritical person, and rescued his true master, the person who guided him to rise.

There is still a chance now.

As long as the leader knows that those people are still useful, then they will die easily.

The last level of the Yunxia sect's technique requires visualizing the full set of sword intent in order to achieve perfection.

And these sword intentions, as well as the sword marks symbolizing moves, are all engraved on a very weird sword combination.

This set of swords contains a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, one is more bizarre than the other, and one set is connected to the other.

This set of swords used to be like the most ordinary objects, hanging in the living room of the head of the Yunxia Sect.

If any of the disciples encounters a bottleneck in their practice, or is unable to master the moves when practicing...

They will all ask for the qualification to enter the palace to observe swordsmanship.

The master will definitely point out a sword that is most suitable for his current visualization based on the characteristics of each disciple.

And there is another even more magical thing about this set of swords.

That is the same sword, but different people visualize it, the moves they perform are different, and the mysteries they comprehend are also different.

Some people gain realm from these swords, while others gain enlightenment.

Master once said that if you can read all these swords in one breath without any obscure or difficult feelings happening... then you will have mastered the last level of the Yunxia Sect's skills.

Who would have thought at that time that the palace, which was as strong as the leader, would be destroyed by a sword?

It was precisely because of Cheng Yixin's sword that half of this set of swords was lost.

The swords placed in front of Zhao Qiankun in the main hall just now were part of the Yunxia Sect's Nine-Nine Returns and One Sword.

Mai Fan knew that the sword Zhao Qiankun held was actually only half of its original size.

And the news he wanted to know most...must be the whereabouts of the remaining swords.

After knowing the past of Yunxia Sect, everyone knew that the missing sword was buried under Wangfengya.

It's just that this kind of useless information is not enough for Zhao Qiankun to be wary of the people below him and to treat him arrogantly. He also needs solid clues.

How could there be any specific memory in the villain's memory? At that time, the leader did not regard him as a true confidant, and the task of collecting the broken swords was always given to the direct disciples of the current leader.


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