Lord of Puro

Chapter 526 Appointment
Li Banfeng revealed his true face, and An Zongding guessed that this person was Li Qi.

Li Banfeng asked again: "Why are you investigating me?"

An Zongding shook his head repeatedly and said, "We have never checked you..."

Tsk~
The old teapot poured a pot of water, scalding An Zongding so much that he rolled on the ground.

Having followed Li Banfeng for such a long time, Old Teapot can do some things on his own without Li Banfeng's instructions.

Looking at An Zongding's miserable appearance, the old teapot sighed, "Even if he is on the cloud, Yan Xiu's physique is really not that good."

Li Banfeng smiled at An Zongding and said, "Are you still not going to tell the truth?"

"I said," An Zongding panted for a long time and said, "This is Master Feng's order."

"Which Lord Feng?"

"Lord Feng Chongli, he has a higher status than me in Xuehuapu, and I must do what he tells me to do."

Li Banfeng's heart tightened. Why did Feng Chongli investigate him?

The only interaction between him and Feng Chongli was that he bought a pair of iron rulers from Feng Chongli. Those iron rulers were actually the railroad tracks that he kept with him.

Could it be that Feng Chongli knew the purpose of the iron ruler and that’s why he targeted me?

If you think about it this way, it’s scary.

So far, Suishenju and everything in it are the foundation of Li Banfeng's livelihood. If someone targets Suishenju, that person must be eliminated. If an organization targets Suishenju, that organization must be eliminated.

Li Banfeng asked An Zongding: "Where is Feng Chongli?"

An Zongding answered truthfully: "In the residence of Green Water Beggar."

"Why did he go to the Green Water Beggar's residence?"

"In order to dig out the Green Water Beggar's contract book, Baihua Danqing Mu Yuejuan sent him this message."

Hong Ying said, "I know Baihua Danqing, the witch who cheated my second brother. Qilang, bring this bitch home. I want to see how popular this woman is."

Li Banfeng actually had this plan.

"What sect does Feng Chongli belong to, and what is his cultivation level?"

An Zongding answered honestly: "Feng Chongli is a merchant cultivator, his cultivation level is no longer above the clouds."

"Where's Mu Yuejuan?"

“Also above the clouds.”

This is not easy to handle.

If we think about Feng Chongli's age again, he should be less than 60 years old. It is quite amazing that he can reach the top of the cloud at this age.

"What are they going to do at Midori's place?"

"Find Green Flower's deed and seize the land of Green Water Bay."

"What do you want to do with the land of Green Water Bay?"

An Zongding said: "Green Water Bay is the richest place in Puro Province. For so many years, it has been wasted in the hands of Green Water Beggar. It is really a waste of natural resources, a great misfortune for Puro Province."

Li Banfeng kicked An Zongding: "Don't talk dirty!"

An Zongding translated it: "Lvshuiwan is such a good place. Giving it to Luhuazi is like sticking a flower in cow dung.
We want to give Green Water Bay a better future, and we also want to give Pro Province a better future, so we want to save Green Water Bay from the Green Water Beggars. "

"Nonsense!" Li Banfeng kicked An Zongding again.

Green Water Bay was not originally a place of flowers; it was a gathering place for beggars.

It is true that the Green Water Beggar is Li Banfeng's enemy, but Li Banfeng has never doubted the Green Water Beggar's abilities.

"In other words, you seized Green Water Bay just for money?"

An Zongding shook his head and said, "We are not short of money. Xuehua Pu has never been short of money."

"Then why do you want to sell the souls kidnapped from Pro State to other states?"

An Zongding sighed and said, "These souls know some things they shouldn't know. They shouldn't be allowed to stay in the world, but they haven't committed any serious crimes. I can't bear to let them turn to ashes. I send them to other states to give them a chance to live. This is called thunderous means and bodhisattva's heart."

Li Banfeng said to the teapot: "I burned his heart!"

The teapot is boiling water, and the sickle is coming forward to cut open the intestines.

An Zongding shouted: "I am telling the truth."

Li Banfeng kicked him in the face and said, "What you did is no different from human gangsters, and you still tell me you have a heart of a bodhisattva?
Since you are from Xuehuapu and you are in charge of the business of minting coins, why do you still want to sell souls to other states to make money? Do you understand my question?"

An Zongding pondered for a moment and said, "Xuehua Pu is not short of money, but we sometimes lack money, and we have to make up for it ourselves..."

According to him, he was working for Xuehuapu.

The Xuehuapu organization itself is not short of money, but they need to make some extra money, so this reason is reasonable.

"Is Chu Zikai also from Xuehuapu?"

An Zongding pretended to be surprised: "Who is Chu Zikai?"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Do you believe that I can make you into a pot cake?"

"You're talking about that Sheng Xiu from another state," An Zongding remembered, "He's also from Xuehuapu. We have quite a few people from other states as well."

An Zongding also wanted to use the power of Xuehua Pu to intimidate Li Qi. Li Qi was not paying attention to the power of Xuehua Pu, he was paying attention to Chu Zikai's condition.

As a member of a secret organization, he shouldn't be so high-profile as a singer.

And judging from the fact that he personally participated in black market transactions, what he lacked was not as simple as a little extra money.

Is the treatment so bad when working for Xuehuapu?
Li Qi looked at An Zongding and asked, "Are you telling me the truth?"

An Zongding nodded repeatedly: "Everything I said is true, there is absolutely no deception."

Li Banfeng took out a piece of white paper and a pen and handed them to An Zongding: "Write down all the members of Xuehuapu that you know on this piece of paper."

An Zongding looked at the paper and pen and nodded silently.

He picked up the pen and glanced at Li Banfeng secretly.

Young man, you should always think before doing anything. Can you just give Yan Xiu paper and pen?
An Zongding wrote quickly on the white paper with his pen flying. It seemed that he was writing a list, but in fact he was writing talisman paper.

A piece of talisman paper was formed in an instant. Before Li Banfeng could take a closer look, An Zongding suddenly performed a magic trick. He rubbed a ball of flame with his fingertips and lit the white paper.

Flames rose, and An Zongding blew, blowing the paper ashes towards Hong Ying.

From the two kicks he just received, An Zongding clearly judged that the combat power of this indescribable ghost was immeasurable. As long as he was controlled, he would definitely be able to defeat Li Qi.

Of course, it is extremely difficult to control the souls of this level. An Zongding's current situation is his only chance to survive.

The paper ashes floated on Hong Ying's body, and An Zongding's talisman worked.

But this talisman failed to control Hong Ying and only burned a lock of her hair.

The record player was a false alarm: "I thought something could happen, it turns out it's just a burnt hair, Yingying, it's no big deal, Yingying, sit down first, Yingying, be obedient, I'll comb your hair, Yingying, don't beat him to death!"

An Zongding could never have imagined that a lock of hair was so important to Hong Ying.

Because he really didn't know that in this room, apart from Li Qi, only Hong Ying had real hair.

The furious Hong Ying rushed forward and punched and kicked An Zongding several times, and An Zongding lay on the ground dying.

Li Banfeng took out a piece of white paper again and put the pen into An Zongding's hand: "Stop playing tricks and write down the list!"

An Zongding didn't dare to play tricks anymore and wrote down a name carefully: "Feng Chongli."

After writing, An Zongding's right hand exploded into a piece of flesh and blood.

Li Banfeng was shocked. An Zongding's reaction just now was exactly the same as if he had been fooled by a cursory glance.

The explosion didn't end there, the wrist was still exploding upwards inch by inch towards the arm.

When I looked at An Zongding again, he could no longer speak, his face was blue and purple, as if he had suffocated.

"Madam, let's eat."

An Zongding couldn't hold on any longer.

He had triggered some kind of magic and was about to die.

The lady quickly ate An Zongding's soul, and the whole family waited with chopsticks in hand.

The last time he brought back the centipede workshop, Li Banfeng only brought back the soul but not the people, and in the end it all went to waste as a record player.

This time, they brought back a complete Yunshang, but this person had been hit by some evil spell and his flesh and blood kept exploding.

If they are fried too much, these magic weapons will become inedible, and in the end they will all fall into the hands of that bitch Honglian.

As soon as the record player consumed An Zongding's soul, the explosion stopped immediately.

The family went forward to eat, and Li Banfeng asked his wife, "Why did this person not explode after eating the soul?"

The lady replied, "Because this person has been cursed. Curses usually end when the person dies, but there are a few spells that can continue to work after a person dies."

Li Banfeng thought of Qiu Luoye, who had violated Neizhou's wishes and was then harmed by a curse: "Which sect's method is this curse?"

"It is a Taoist sect that practices spells. The practitioners of this sect are the most sinister among the hundreds of sects in the world. They fight with people in broad daylight and seem to have no skills. Some people even treat the fifth or sixth level spell practitioners as lambs, beating them at will and controlling them at will.
But the man himself doesn't know that he has been cursed. He has to wait for a few hours, days, or even months. When the curse breaks out, he will not be able to find the caster. Unless someone with a high level of cultivation helps him, he will surely die."

Li Banfeng thought about the process and felt that the curse cultivator seemed to be unable to defend against it: "Madam, when the curse cultivator cast the curse, did the cursed person not feel anything at all?"

Hong Ying said, "We can sense the good fortune and the bad luck, but this also depends on the means of the curser. Some cursers don't cast death curses, but only small curses. These small curses don't seem to be very harmful or malicious, so it's hard for us to detect them. But if these small curses are used at a critical moment, we will suffer a lot."

Hong Ying was worried that Li Banfeng didn't understand, so she gave an example: "Back then on the battlefield, I met a mantra cultivator. When we started fighting, I felt something was wrong. It was as if something had pierced my wrist.
But the man I was fighting was quite skilled in martial arts, so I didn't dare to take it lightly. I didn't think much about it at the time. In fact, I was hit by a small curse from him at that time.
This little curse is not very harmful. When the curse breaks out, the body will shake a little, just like a strong shiver. "

Li Banfeng asked: "What is the use of this spell?"

Hong Ying said: "It depends on when to use it. On the second day, when we were fighting, the opponent used this spell. I shuddered, which startled Xiaowan's horse. Xiaowan rushed into the enemy camp alone."

Li Banfeng hugged the record player: "What happened next?"

Hong Ying said aggrievedly: "Later, she fought back from the enemy's camp and beat me with a hundred military sticks. Thinking of this, I feel sad!"

The record player was furious: "You bitch, I was almost hacked to death by the enemy, and you're still upset!"

Hong Ying sobbed and said, "I was cursed, but I didn't mean to hurt you!"

The record player said angrily, "You were cursed and didn't even know it, so you deserve to be beaten. It's not unfair to beat you!"

Li Banfeng still felt that the Curse Cultivator was too difficult to deal with: "Apart from the Travel Cultivator's skill of seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster, is there no other way to restrain the Curse Cultivator?"

"Yes, sir," the record player didn't think that the curse cultivators were that difficult to deal with. "There are hundreds of schools and hundreds of skills, each with its own strengths. House cultivators are not too afraid of curse cultivators. If they are cursed, they just need to go home early and rely on the house and the house spirits to get through it. Moral cultivators also have restraint on curse cultivators. During the fight, if they find that the situation is not right, they will force the curse cultivators to tell the truth and tell them the means of casting the curse and the method of breaking it.
Peeping cultivators are the most powerful against spell cultivators. They can see the source of spells, eradicate them, and find the caster. Spell cultivators are not good at face-to-face combat. Once they are found, they are basically doomed.
Of course, this also has something to do with the level. A low-level peeping cultivator certainly cannot see the high-level spells. Only when the difference in level between the two sides is not big can they talk about restraining each other."

Li Banfeng touched his earring and said, "Eat more and grow up well. If you encounter a curse cultivator in the future, you must help me."

"Don't worry, Master!" The earrings were very moved, and they drilled into An Zongding's body and swallowed him in big mouthfuls.

Li Banfeng wanted to discuss something with his wife: "I want to go to Lu Huazi's residence again, lure Feng Chongli and Mu Yuejuan into the house together, and then hand them over to my wife to deal with them."

The record player was startled: "My husband, how do you want to lead it?"

Li Banfeng said: "The simplest method is to put doors opposite to each other. I added a lock on the green door, so these two people should not be able to get out for the time being.
I will open the lock later, and then open the Suishenju, and wait for these two people to rush into the Suishenju."

The door-to-door tactic is not new. Li Banfeng has used it several times and is quite familiar with it.

Hong Ying said, "Qi Lang, that's a good idea. I'll just stand guard at the door and kill anyone who comes. It will save a lot of trouble."

The record player thought for a while and did not agree: "My husband, if it is an opponent on the ground, you can do whatever you want. If it is an opponent in the cloud, you can use this door to door to deal with it.
These two people are above the clouds. If my husband makes a mistake, he will fall into their trap. This method cannot be used at all.

When a cultivator reaches the clouds, he can use techniques and methods that are beyond your prediction. We have already won the battle today. You can't ruin such a good situation by underestimating the enemy."

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Li Banfeng listened to his wife and did not go to find Feng Chongli and Mu Yuejuan.

If he didn't go, these two people would suffer.

They tried every way to leave the dark dimension, but Feng Chongli couldn't unlock it. The only way he could think of now was Mu Yuejuan's painting.

Mu Yuejuan can travel back and forth in her own paintings. She is a famous painter and many people collect her paintings. As long as there is a connection between the paintings, Mu Yuejuan can invade another painting.

But Mu Yuejuan didn't want to use this method.

This is not because of how energy-consuming this technique is, but because she doesn't like to lead others through the scroll, as this will expose many of her secrets.

But there was no other idea at the moment, so Mu Yuejuan immediately painted an ink painting. With just a few strokes, a landscape painting appeared in front of the two.

Mu Yuejuan took Feng Chongli into the landscape painting, paddled a small boat, and floated downstream.

This walk took an hour.

Feng Chongli rowed for an hour and became a little impatient: "Isn't this a painting? How come you took it so seriously? Do you really want me to row the boat honestly?"

Mu Yuejuan frowned and said, "What are you yelling about? Don't I have to find a place to dock?"

The place she was talking about as a shore was not the one that could be found in this scroll, but was a passage connecting to other scrolls.

This passage may be in the cave in front or in the woods on the shore, depending on which painting Mu Yuejuan can sense.

There is an obvious barrier between the unnamed place and the normal space. Normally it takes less than a minute to find the passage, but today I spent an hour and still couldn't find it.

A breeze blows on my face and a drizzle falls. This is the feeling I have.

Mu Yuejuan was overjoyed and quickly asked Feng Chongli to row faster, and the two of them rowed into a lotus pond.

This lotus pond is a painting of a house by Mu Yuejuan. The painting was later bought by He Jiaqing, and it was the one the two used to communicate with each other.

Mu Yuejuan was about to go ashore when she saw a scorched earth on the scene.

What is the reason for this?
Because Mu Yuejuan's painting was burned by He Jiaqing.

The painting was burned, and the house was naturally burned as well, leaving the passage useless.

Mu Yuejuan took Feng Chongli to find the next passage. After walking for more than eight hours, the boat entered a lake. Mu Yuejuan was surprised again.

But when they were about to go ashore, Mu Yuejuan's eyes lost their luster again.

This painting was also burned. It was a portrait she drew of Ling Miaoying, an oil painting of her meditating by the lake.

He Jiaqing did not know before that this painting was from Mu Yuejuan, otherwise he would not have kept it until today.

Feng Chongli asked: "Is there any other way?"

"If you have a solution, go ahead and think about it!" Mu Yuejuan said unhappily, "If you can't think of one, just row here!"

……

In Suishenju, the family had their meal and left the rest to Honglian to clean.

An Zongding had three magic weapons on him, and Honglian did not eat raw food, so he gave these three magic weapons to the record player.

The first magic weapon the phonograph player looked at was an incense burner. The phonograph player tapped the incense burner twice with the needle. The incense burner immediately understood and demonstrated his technique.

He lit the incense first, and the smoke turned into a long sword, flying in the air. The wind whistled along with the movement of the sword. Li Banfeng could sense that the sword was substantial and very sharp.

The long sword can last for about ten seconds and can be used for both cutting and stabbing. It is a serious weapon. When the magic power wears off, the long sword turns into smoke and dissipates with the wind. On the other side of the incense burner, another long sword is ready and the battle can continue.

This incense burner is An Zongding's long-range weapon. As long as the incense is burning continuously, the smoke can be continuously transformed into weapons to restrain the enemy.

The second magic weapon is a small ceramic medicine bottle.

There are about ten pills in the medicine bottle, all of which are highly toxic drugs. When fighting the enemy, as long as the distance is close enough, this medicine bottle can shoot the pills into the enemy's body and poison the enemy. It is An Zongding's close combat weapon.

The third magic weapon is a golden bead. Li Banfeng has already seen the power of this magic weapon. It can make An Zongding run as fast as an eighth-level travel cultivator.

The three magic weapons were placed on the tray of the record player. Jin Zhuzi spoke first: "Master is a travel cultivator, and I am your fellow disciple. If you are tired of walking one day, I can do it for you. If you dislike me, you can give me away."

This bead was of the least use to Li Banfeng, but he knew his own limitations and was the first to request to keep it.

Yao Ping felt that he had a great chance of being accepted, so he said slowly, "Master, I have been fighting for many years, and I dare not say how strong my martial arts are, but as long as I go into battle, I have never failed.

From now on, Master, you don’t have to worry about me. Just put me in your pocket or sleeve. When it’s time for me to take action, I can kill the enemy on my own.”

This was nothing new to Li Banfeng. He had a room full of magic weapons that could kill enemies on their own.

Xianglu felt that he was also very useful: "Master, I dare not say that I have killed countless enemies, but I have been through hundreds of battles. As long as you let me make some preparations on the battlefield in advance, the enemy will not be able to get close to you. One hundred of them will die!"

These three magic weapons all called themselves slaves, which Li Banfeng found very irritating.

The record player not only sounded harsh, but also heard something else: "My dear husband, there is an echo on these three people."

What it means to have echo is that these three things can record.

These three magic weapons were most likely given to An Zongding by Xuehua Pu, and there was a high probability that Xuehua Pu also had some backup plans on them.

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be kept. Li Banfeng raised his eyebrows, and his wife directly took away their spirits.

But these three things are still useful, so Li Banfeng gave them directly to Lianhua.

Lotus looked at everyone and said, "Who wants to come and try something new?"

Going to Lotus to try something new is no joke; if you’re not careful you could end up ruining yourself.

Besides, the example of the gloves is here. His ability has indeed increased a lot, but now his body is covered with black spots, which is uncomfortable to look at.

The pendulum spoke first: "Master, I'll try!"

Among the magic weapons around Li Banfeng, the pendulum is considered to be the oldest, but its origin is not high. It is only slightly stronger than the earrings. Originally, bloodsucking was a good technique, but now in battles, the opponents are too strong and the pendulum has almost no chance to take action.

Currently, Zhong Bai has become Li Banfeng's painter and makeup artist. It's not Zhong Bai's fault that she doesn't work hard. Her starting point was really too low.

Zhong Peng chose Lu Xiu's golden bead: "Refine me and this together, so that you can act faster."

The copper lotus agreed and rolled the pendulum and beads into its heart.

The earrings couldn't sit still anymore, so she chose the incense burner: "Master, I can't fight, so give me this."

Li Banfeng agreed, and the earrings and incense burner were also put into the lotus.

There was one medicine bottle left and no one chose it. The slowest moving music box came to the lotus.

She could record but could not speak. Li Banfeng understood what she meant and put her and the medicine bottle into the lotus.

The lotus closed its leaves and began to refine the magic weapon again.

Li Banfeng took the key and went to a teahouse under his command. He left the projector outside the door of his residence and then had a sound sleep.

The next morning, when Li Banfeng went out, the projector reminded him, "Director Qi, someone is looking for you through that simple phone."

The simple phone refers to the phone number that Luo Zhengnan gave to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng called Luo Zhengnan back, and Luo Zhengnan connected the line and directly contacted Ma Wu.

"Seventh Brother, Luo Lijun is back and brought some conditions with her. She asked you to come and discuss it in person."

Li Banfeng walked to Xindi, went to the soda kiln, arrived at the factory, and met Luo Lijun.

Compared to the first meeting, Luo Lijun's attitude has softened a lot: "I have discussed with my tribesmen, and we don't have to go to war this time. As long as Pro Province can come forward to guarantee that the outside states will not offend the inner states in the future, this matter can be put to rest."

Li Banfeng pinched his chin and said, "What do you mean by asking Prozhou to guarantee you? Prozhou has no leader, so how can it guarantee you?"

Luo Lijun was also prepared: "I asked someone to investigate. You are the most powerful person in Pro Province. As long as you sign a contract and promise that the outside states will not offend the inner state again, this matter will be over. If you do it again, we will start with Pro Province."

Li Banfeng smiled: "What are you and your people thinking? Are you looking for an excuse to go to war with Pro Province? You are fighting with other states, what does this have to do with Pro Province? Why should Pro Province give you this guarantee?"

"Because Prosperity is sandwiched between the inner and outer states, only by ensuring the harmony between the inner and outer states can the survival of the Prosperity people on this land be guaranteed. This is the benefit that Prosperity has gained from this guarantee!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I don't think so. The people of Puro originally have the right to live on this land. This is not granted by the outside states or the inner states, and this is not a benefit."

Luo Lijun said: "Then you should give us your opinion."

Li Banfeng said: "My opinion is to deal with the matter at hand. I can guarantee the safety of this entrance. Within the territory of the Soda Kiln, I can guarantee that people from other states will not invade Inner State through this entrance, but this guarantee is not free. Inner State must pay for it."

The snail girl's tentacles kept waving: "We only guarantee an entrance, and you want us to pay a price?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Yes, I will only guarantee this one entrance. You don't have to accept my guarantee, but if the outside states invade the inner state through this entrance, the Pro State may remain on the sidelines, or it may invade the inner state together with the outside states. At that time, you will lose more than just one gatekeeper."

The snail girl was silent for a long time and then said, "What is the price you want us to pay?"

Li Banfeng said: "I want a new piece of land."

The snail girl thought for a moment and said, "This is easy. Tell me the place you have chosen and I will inform the local god and ask him to follow your arrangements."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "You don't understand what I mean. I don't want a new piece of land with a local god. I want a new piece of land without an owner."

The snail girl didn't quite understand: "What's the point? Even if we give you the new land, we will still be the ones to dispatch the local gods in the end."

Li Banfeng said seriously, "This is the crux of the matter. The local gods of this land are not sent by you. You must hand over the two complete deeds to me."

"This is impossible!" the Snail Girl roared, "We will not accept such conditions, and we will not tolerate such provocations."

"Look at you, you are impatient again," Li Banfeng said with a smile, "Go and have a good discussion with your tribesmen. Find some tribesmen who are not so impatient and discuss it slowly. I believe there are always reasonable tribesmen among you who will agree to my conditions."

PS: The power to appoint the local god is very critical.

(End of this chapter)