Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 329 – A huge sum, twenty thousand Spirit Stones!!!

Chapter 329 – A huge sum, twenty thousand Spirit Stones!!!

A moment later, Meng Fan rose from the stone slab and dusted off his sleeves.

"Let's go. Since you have the heart to do good, I can't refuse to help."

With that, Meng Fan's figure vanished from the stone slab and reappeared in Yinyin's home.

Seeing Meng Fan appear out of thin air, Yinyin wasn't surprised at all. In her heart, she had already regarded Meng Fan as an immortal, and immortals were omnipotent.

"Mother, the immortal brother is back! This is the immortal brother!" Yinyin exclaimed excitedly to her mother upon seeing Meng Fan.

Then she quickly turned to Meng Fan and said, "Immortal brother, my mother's illness is cured. She can see now, she really can see."

With that, Yinyin, full of excitement and joy, knelt down before Meng Fan.

Meng Fan smiled helplessly and used a strand of True Essence to support Yinyin, preventing her from actually kneeling.

Yinyin's mother hurriedly stumbled out of bed and also knelt before Meng Fan.

This time, Meng Fan did not stop her.

Because this kneel from Yinyin's mother, he deserved it.

It was he who had given her a chance to live, even a second life.

"I was blind and foolish, I actually mistook the immortal for a fraud just now. It's all my fault, I deserve to die..." Yinyin's mother began to slap her own face, very hard.

She truly regretted it. If the immortal were to blame her, not only would she die, but her daughter would also die, and even the entire village would be implicated.

To be honest, she was terrified and extremely frightened at this moment!

Fortunately, this immortal was kind and merciful, not only did he not blame her, but he also saved her.

"Alright, get up!" Meng Fan stopped Yinyin's mother's self-abuse.

After a pause, he continued, "Originally, your body wouldn't have lasted more than a month. With my treatment, you can live for about another five years. But after five years, your body will still be at the end of its life."

Yinyin's mother hurriedly kowtowed to Meng Fan again, continuously expressing her gratitude.

"Although I can only extend your life by five years, there will be someone who is better at healing than me to treat you again. He should be able to extend your life by another ten years!"

With that, Meng Fan didn't bother to say more.

To be honest, he came back this time mainly because of the old monk.

Otherwise, from his perspective, he felt that Yinyin's mother being able to live another five years was already a blessing.

The old monk's phantom appeared out of thin air and began to negotiate with Yinyin's mother, then continued to treat her.

After the treatment, he expressed his intention to take Yinyin as his disciple.

At first, Yinyin's mother was very hesitant and worried.

But when the old monk said that Yinyin didn't need to follow him, only needed to cultivate the techniques he left behind at home, Yinyin's mother agreed without hesitation.

Although Yinyin's mother had been a farmer all her life, she knew this was a great opportunity.

No, it should be said, an immortal opportunity!

The old monk directly imprinted his legacy into Yinyin's mind, which was the simplest and most practical method. At this moment, he couldn't take out any scriptures.

Meng Fan was somewhat surprised to see this.

Although the old monk had just said that this girl had a talent for the Buddhist sect and wanted to take her as a disciple, he didn't expect the old monk to value her so much.

Using this method was not just about taking an ordinary disciple.

This was a legacy!

Just as the old monk finished everything and Meng Fan was about to leave, Yinyin looked at Meng Fan reluctantly and said, "Immortal brother, will I have a chance to see you again?"

Meng Fan casually left a cliché reply, "Fate will bring us together again!"

After leaving Yinyin's house, Meng Fan couldn't help but ask the old monk, "Old monk, do you value this girl so much? Leaving such a legacy, it must have cost you a lot of energy!"

The old monk said mysteriously, "Meng Benefactor, you don't understand, this girl has a wise root."

Wise root?

Meng Fan indeed didn't understand, it shouldn't just mean that Yinyin was smart.

Perhaps it was similar to a Spiritual Root, something like that.

But judging by the old monk's expression, this wise root should be much more precious than a Spiritual Root.

"I don't care to understand, but in any case, this girl Yinyin has indeed received two great fortunes." Meng Fan didn't pursue the matter further. He wasn't interested in Buddhist matters, after all, he wasn't a Buddhist disciple.

That night, Meng Fan found a nearby town and randomly chose an inn to stay in.

These days, he didn't dare go near the Fengyun Demon Sect. Although he wanted to find Elder Lin, he had to be aware of his own limitations and not take too many risks.

Having killed a leader of the Fengyun Demon Sect, who knew if they would trace it back to him?

He didn't want to cause trouble for Elder Lin instead of finding him.

Such examples were not uncommon!

So, for the time being, he should avoid going near the Fengyun Demon Sect!

In the inn, Meng Fan took out the storage ring from Zhang Hongfei.

A cultivator close to the Primordial Spirit Realm, the storage ring on him would definitely be filled with treasures.

Meng Fan could almost feel tens of thousands of Spirit Stones calling to him!

This was not an exaggeration. If a cultivator at the peak of the Summoning God Realm didn't have tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, they would have lived in vain.

Meng Fan's Divine Sense began to invade the storage ring, and to his surprise, the restrictions on the ring were not as strong as he had imagined.

Perhaps it was because the owner of the storage ring was dead, or maybe the restrictions on the ring were not strict to begin with. In any case, Meng Fan's Divine Sense quickly broke through the restrictions and successfully entered the storage space.

To be honest, Meng Fan had thought that if the restrictions were troublesome and time-consuming, he would ask the old monk for help.

But it turned out to be unnecessary!

The storage space of the ring was quite large, estimated to be over a hundred cubic meters, about the size of a room.

The first thing Meng Fan saw was a pile of Spirit Stones in the corner.

These Spirit Stones were casually piled in the corner, not valued at all, which made Meng Fan extremely displeased.

Undoubtedly, this was disrespectful to the Spirit Stones, a desecration!

Meng Fan's Divine Sense swept over the Spirit Stones, and the quantity was revealed.

Sixteen top-grade Spirit Stones!

Seven high-grade Spirit Stones!

Twenty-one intermediate Spirit Stones!

Two hundred low-grade Spirit Stones!

A total of seventeen thousand one hundred and ten low-grade Spirit Stones.

Not as many as he had imagined, but not few either.

At least for Meng Fan, this was a fortune he had never possessed before.

Adding the four thousand Spirit Stones he already had, he now had over twenty thousand Spirit Stones!!!

"Not bad."

Although the number of Spirit Stones didn't reach the "tens of thousands" he had imagined, Meng Fan wasn't disappointed.

Because Spirit Stones were just a form of currency, a medium of exchange.

The value of this storage ring couldn't be measured by Spirit Stones alone; there were other treasures inside.

For example, Meng Fan, although he only had four thousand Spirit Stones on him, could easily take out a piece of Hidden Dragon Jade worth ten thousand Spirit Stones.

Perhaps there were similarly valuable treasures in this ring...