In the following days, long Bufan was immersed in the mission of zongmen every day. No matter where he was, he could be seen.


    His work is generally to clean ancestral halls, feed Warcraft in the animal control room, and pick up weeds in the medicine garden with big iron scissors and iron Rowan.


    Although the remuneration for external tasks is much higher, internal tasks are simpler and easier to do than external tasks, with quick results and quick returns. Sometimes you can accomplish ten tasks in a day.


    So every few days, when long Bufan completes the mission in the sect, he will visit the mission hall again, hand over the completed mission to the deacon of the hall, and get the corresponding contribution points and rewards of the sect.


    The reward of those more than ten Yuan Yang stones, with long Bufan''s current wealth, is simply despised. What he wants is the contribution value of the sect. These Yuanyang stones were all bribed by long Bufan to the outer hall deacons of the two management task halls.


    After all, the crazy way of receiving tasks by long Bufan will inevitably affect other outer hall disciples who need to experience. I''m afraid it will be limited at that time.


    The two deacons of the outer Hall who work in the mission hall are usually more leisurely than those of other halls. Therefore, they don''t receive high salaries every month, and their life is a little tight.


    However, with long Bufan''s private benefits, and each task, he only received contribution points and did not take Yuanyang stone. The two deacons of the outer hall had long been happy, quietly scraped the Yuanyang stones and put them into their own storage bag with a smile.


    With such advantages, they are eager to do as many tasks as possible.


    Finally, naturally, I opened one eye and closed one eye.


    However, it was hard for those outer hall disciples who wanted to earn contribution points. In the first few days, everyone could reluctantly agree, but such days lasted nearly a month.


    For such a long time, there was no mission to receive. There was a lot of complaints in the palace of the mission hall.


    After all, there are all kinds of cultivation resources in the sect. Among them, there are seven cultivation killing arrays only for the disciples of the sect. However, even if the array keeps running, it consumes a lot of energy.


    Therefore, this resource needs to rely on the sect''s contribution points in exchange for the entry qualification, and those disciples who have not contributed to the sect have no entry qualification at all.


    Of course, there is also a local tyrant style approach, which is to pay the corresponding amount of Yuanyang stone to replace the zongmen contribution point.


    The two deacons of the mission hall were under pressure and had to take restrictions. However, they were short handed and soft lipped, so they also relaxed a lot about long Bufan. They could only take ten tasks a day.


    Just in the selfless crazy task of long Bufan, time is passing quickly.


    Autumn goes and winter comes, winter goes and spring comes. In the twinkling of an eye, six months later, the contribution value of long Bufan has been superimposed from the original zero point to 9500 zongmen contribution points.


    It was sunny at noon.


    In an open space in the animal control room, a young figure, holding an iron Rowan, shoveled a cart of animal dung to the ground.


    "Wow, it stinks..."


    Long Bufan, who had been struggling to breathe, suddenly took a breath of air while breathing, and suddenly the whole face was twisted together. The smell of these animal dung was disgusting.


    "Why should I take such a hard task!" long Bufan took out a piece of paper from the storage bag, kneaded it into two balls and stuffed it in his nostrils.