"There is a cliff on this peak, and there is only a chain passage from the cliff to the bottom of the cliff. ”

"Other than that, it's not a way to live. ”

"Why is this, because under the cliff of this Si Guo Peak, there is a group of disciples who need to self-reflect and think about it, Elder......"

"And when will they be able to reflect on their mistakes and figure out the mistakes they have made......"

Or maybe the signs of madness are lifted, and they can return to the top of the cliff once again and live their normal life. ”

"These are just some of the good people, because they have thought about it on their own. ”

"Most of the people down this cliff are actually being held in captivity. ”

"Because they never think they're wrong. ”

"They were punished by the people of the Law Enforcement Hall. ”

"The shortest of them is also serving a sentence of more than 100 years. ”

"Yes, not everyone can go down at the bottom of this Siguo Peak. ”

"Here, since the sentence is a hundred years, then it must be an old monster who has reached a certain level of cultivation. ”

"You must know that in the Yunxia Sect, the disciples who made mistakes were all abolished and driven down the mountain directly. ”

"Let the sect treat it so hard and effort...... Do you think it's the head of the sect who cherishes talents, or is it because the sect has no choice but to do it?"

"So, any disciple who knows a little bit about it, after learning that he has been assigned this kind of task, ......"

When the steward of the Zhao family said this, he stared at Mai Fan's face very seriously, carefully observing his reaction: "Ordinary people are scared to death. ”

"Many disciples are trying their best to change tasks with the steward, and some of them are timid, and they even cry on the spot. ”

"How did you get here...... It's really different. ”

Mai Fanzhen didn't take it seriously, he looked at Zhao Steward a little strangely: "May I ask the steward, are these people who have thought about it in their cages?"

"Yes......"

"Then I asked the steward, has our sect used means to seal the realm of these imprisoned people?"

"Yes, yes, yes......"

"Ask the steward again, if you used to be a powerful party, or a certain son of heaven, would you have trouble finding a kid who has no sense of existence and cultivates to a lowly one?"

Steward Zhao stopped talking...... This kid isn't ordinarily sober.

So, isn't that not afraid?

Mai Fanzhen was not afraid, he took the task card of the steward, gave a salute, and went home with the sign.

As the successor of daily tasks, the first thing Mai Fan did when he returned to his yard was to memorize the task requirements in the jade plate.

Speaking of which, his task is really not a trouble.

It's much easier than other daily routines in the sect.

He only needs to go to the sect's big canteen three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and push the food he needs at the bottom of the cliff over, and he doesn't even care whether the other party eats or not, and the next time he delivers food, he can push the original lunch box back.

This kind of task is much easier than feeding the cranes to the sect, feeding the spirit beasts that pull things to the logistics department, or collecting foreign affairs.

Mai Fan is quite satisfied.

The next day, I changed shifts with the senior brother in front of me, and I was officially inducted.

He came to the back of the large cafeteria, and the chef in charge of distributing the food stopped talking to him, and at the end he only sighed and said nothing more.

This young disciple must have not been troubled by those old bastards, so he had an ignorant look.

After he had delivered a meal for a while, he knew how difficult the job was.

Mai Fanzhen smiled stupidly, carried a large food box ordered by the canteen for many people to deliver food, and walked in the direction of Siguofeng.

When Mai Fan walked to the edge of the cliff where Wangfengya looked, he saw two bright chains, one nailed to the left and one to the right.

Probably felt that the disciple with the task jade plate was coming.

One of the downward chains clicked, clicked and moved downward.

With each movement of the chain, the ladder-like chain descended one section.

The disciple who delivered the food stood on the chain and grabbed the handrail next to it, as long as he waited, this chain would eventually send the person to the bottom of the cliff.

Mai Fan's memory swept away, and when he really stood on this kind of chain, he was full of strangeness.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the world of cultivating immortals, Mai Fan would have thought that he would have returned to the perpetual motion machine aspect of science fiction.

This elevator, which was full of the Oriental Immortal Cultivation System, took Mai Fan to the bottom of the cliff with a click.

If it weren't for the fact that Mai Fan was already a third-level Qi cultivator, his physique would be completely different from that of ordinary people.

It's a high-speed descent in the open air...... I'm afraid that I can blow three cows away.

But even a cultivator was very uncomfortable under the blowing of this kind of wind.

As soon as Mai Fan landed, he hid in the shelter for the first time, and waited until he dispersed the slightly numbing cold air blown by the Gangfeng......

His hands and feet can be moved.

Now, he could finally see what was going on under the cliff......

It was more than he had imagined...... It seems to be a lot worse.

Thinking about the peak, looking at the wind, it is logically a good place.

Because it is the closest hill to the residence of the previous masters.

But the strange thing is that the place where the heads of the generations have lived is the most full of spiritual energy, but behind this most abundant place is used to suppress these wicked people.

According to the general laws of the immortal cultivation world, the more abundant the aura, the more beautiful the landscape is, and the places that have been nourished by the aura are often outstanding people, and even the animals are smarter than other places.

But at the bottom of this hopeful life, it is diametrically opposed to this situation.

There is almost no grass here, the soil is red, and even the stones of the cliffs are black and inexplicably desolate.

Mai Fan felt the aura here, and immediately understood why this was the case here, and why the lower the Gangfeng was, the more fierce and fierce it became.

Because the aura here is so manic, the violent ones are not suitable for cultivators to absorb.

That's why the Yunxia Sect locked up the wrongdoers here.

They are not afraid that these people who have just sealed the realm will be able to break through the blockade one day, and the realm has broken through.

Because at the bottom of the cliff, you can only use the realm to fight against these gangfengs, and slowly wear out the aura you have cultivated, and if you want to break through, it's just a fool's dream.

If that's all there is, it's not too harsh.

But here......

Mai Fan looked at an empty cell, and there was no sign of inhabitation in it.