After all, the master didn’t collect all the swords after they arrived.
But when Mai Fan comes, the situation is different... He is a little different from others...
He comes with a cheating radar system.
While delivering the meal, Mai Fan had already discovered three swords in the prisoners' cells.
I wonder if after Qian Jizi passed away, the leader found traces of these well-hidden swords.
Therefore, Mai Fan did not write down the whereabouts of the three swords on that note for the time being.
He found a sword with the furthest distance he could detect, and wrote its approximate location to the leader.
The sword is in the crack on the edge of Wangfengya's second-floor cell, and can be seen extending downward for a hundred and eighty miles.
It is stuck in the gap and is blown by the strong wind. Every time the surrounding cliffs and stone walls are blown away a little, the sword will settle down along with the gap.
Sooner or later, it will fall into a bottomless pit, and no one will be able to find it again.
Finding this sword requires some effort and skill, but for the current leader, it is just a waste of time.
When he gets the sword, he will believe that he has gained the basic trust of the group of people at the bottom of the cliff.
They also believed what Mai Fan said, that group of people knew the whereabouts of the remaining swords.
Mai Fan wondered whether those people knew where all the swords were.
But just knowing a little bit is enough.
Even if there are only a few decades left, for the former villain, the kindness that should be repaid must still be repaid.
The villain has left, and he is his successor. Doing this is a kind of redemption for him and himself.
Mai Fan, who had calmed down, stepped out of the Head Hall once again as Fei He landed.
As soon as it landed, the puppet turned around impatiently and went back.
Only Mai Fan was left looking at each other with the two Discipline Hall disciples.
"Is this the end?"
"That's it... let's go back now? Aren't we going to return to life with Elder Liu?"
"Oh oh oh, let's go now..." The disciples of the Discipline Hall came to their senses and hurriedly took Mai Fan down the Siguofeng the same way.
By the time the three of them returned to the Discipline Hall, Elder Liu and Manager Zhao, who were sitting in the Discipline Hall waiting for news, had already received the news from the head.
"The faults of Zhao Zhenbei and Mai Fan will be wiped out."
"The light-body skills taught by Mai Fan were privately taught by an elder from the same sect, and there are no violations."
"Zhao Zhenbei and Mai Fan have been released. The two people's treatment and tasks at the outer gate are as usual. Everything is business as usual."
"The Discipline Hall's dedication to duty is worthy of praise, and Manager Zhao's dedication to public service is a model."
Everyone was praised? The matter just passed.
When Zhao Zhenbei was led out of the Discipline Hall by Mai Fan, others were still in the dark.
"Mai Fan? Is this just over?"
"Ah? It's just over. Don't think too much about it. Have a good rest and wait until tomorrow morning? Life will be as usual."
"No? How can everything remain as usual!" Zhao Zhenbei pulled Mai Fan, his lips trembling: "I want to thank you, I will call you senior brother from now on."
"Although you are about the same age as me and have a similar level, I am willing to call you Senior Brother."
"No matter what happens to you in the future, you will always be my best friend, Zhao Zhenbei!"
He couldn't forget this matter today, and he wouldn't just let it go.
Zhao Zhenbei, who is just a young man, experienced in just one day that family is fake, family love is fake, and the goal is final? And there is only one person who is truly good to him here...
That's the Mai Fan in front of me.
He remembers other people's bad deeds, but he also needs to remember Mai Fan's good deeds.
Zhao Zhenbei was about to express his outpouring of gratitude...
"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao..."
His group of sincere brothers ran up from the bottom of the hillside.
"Brother, are you okay?"
"Is Senior Brother injured? Is the foundation of his realm damaged..."
"Senior brother, I'm worried about you..."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhao Zhenbei was surrounded. He watched helplessly as Mai Fan made a don't care gesture towards him. He turned around and walked down the mountain where the outer disciples were.
Zhao Zhenbei's eyes were blurred by tears. Senior Brother Mai, Senior Brother Mai is such a good person.
After this good man returned to his small courtyard, he leaned back on the lounge chair in his courtyard and let out a long sigh of relief.
Only half of the day has passed.
Think about completing the remaining tasks.
The first step of Mai Fan's serial mission is to collect ten kinds of spiritual seeds, but given his current status, he can only get five or six kinds of seeds from the stewards of the Reclamation Department.
As for those spiritual grasses and flowers, non-Medicine Garden disciples are not allowed to handle them.
The disciples who can receive the task of planting the medicine garden are all the disciples of the big guys who study alchemy, or they are the disciples who are determined to become alchemists and practice hard.
People like him would probably be stared at even if they went in to pull weeds.
Therefore, don't think that in the world of cultivating immortals, you can grab a handful of spiritual herbs and plants everywhere, and then the lives of casual cultivators will not be as difficult as they are now.
So if you want to complete this task, you still need a certain amount of luck.
While Mai Fan was thinking, he took out the potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn he had stored here from the back kitchen of the tavern.
To be honest, spiritual rice, a food that is different from ordinary plants, is very high-end.
But after eating it for almost two months, Mai Fan misses the French fries and roasted sweet potatoes very much.
Not to mention that the body of a person who cultivates immortality must also be cultivated to be transparent and smart.
Mai Fan also wanted to ask, those body practitioners who specialize in body art and the machine magic mages who are connected with the puppets are almost transformed into Transformers and Joint Man, why is there no one to persuade them to let them go?
Are their bodies more transparent and purer?
To put it bluntly, it is just another propaganda outlet for superiority.
It’s not that there are immortals who love to eat and enjoy delicious food, it’s just that they haven’t reached a higher level yet.
After all, he was just a salted fish, right? Mai Fan bared his teeth, broke open a sprouted potato, and threw it casually into the ground in his backyard.
The amount of spiritual energy gained in the world of cultivating immortals is simply indescribable.
Even low-level spiritual plants can reach a state of instant germination after being thrown into the ground, let alone a mortal like him...
Wucao, is this still a potato?
Mai Fan, who had just buried the potatoes in the soil, jumped aside in horror before he could straighten up.
No wonder he was so surprised, because after he inserted an ordinary piece of potato into the soil, it actually responded to a word and grew in the wind.
