Lord of Puro

Chapter 579: Jiaoqichuan

Walking on the main street of Pillow City, Li Banfeng and Zhao Lanmeng chatted for a while. With Zhao Lanmeng around, Li Banfeng did not feel sleepy, which should be the influence of his skills.

The two had not walked far when they heard someone shouting behind them, "I saw it! I saw the peddler was in trouble!"

Ye Haolong rushed out of the mansion and ran wildly along the street.

This person is still not quiet.

Li Banfeng asked: "Is he dreaming or awake?"

Meng De replied: "He should be awake."

Ye Haolong came to Zhao Lanmeng and said in a panic, "Master Zhao, something happened to the peddler. It's a big deal."

Li Banfeng was stunned and asked, "Something happened again?"

Ye Haolong was stunned: "Who are you? What do you mean by another accident? This time it's different from the previous ones. The peddler lost his life!"

Ye Haolong was very anxious, but saw that Li Banfeng remained calm.

Seeing Zhao Lanmeng's numb face, Ye Haolong felt extremely disappointed.

That's what Pillow City is all about, they just can't understand how big of a deal this is.

Ye Haolong ran all the way, ready to deliver the news out of the city immediately.

This was not the first time he had gone out of the city to deliver news. This was how Liao Zihui received the news, and this was how the entire Pro Province received the news.

Ye Haolong is a cultivator on the cloud, so naturally what he says carries some weight. After the news spreads around, it becomes true even if it is not true.

Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Lanmeng: "You don't care?"

Zhao Lanmeng shook his head and said, "Don't kill people, don't steal things, you can come and go as you please in Pillow City."

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "He means well, but he can't tell the difference between dreams and reality. I'll go and persuade him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Banfeng had already caught up with Ye Haolong, pinned him to the ground, and tried to persuade him with kind words.

"I let you talk nonsense. Do you know how much trouble you have caused? I prevented you from sleeping well..."

Ten minutes later, Ye Haolong fell silent. Li Banfeng carried him back to the mansion, reconnected his bones, wiped off the blood, covered him with a blanket, and locked him up with an iron chain. He turned around and said to Zhao Lanmeng, "He is soundly asleep. Don't let him wake up again."

Zhao Lanmeng understood what Li Banfeng meant. Ye Haolong could not run away anymore. This man had already caused trouble and threatened the safety of Prozhou. Li Banfeng had already decided to kill him.

"I'll keep an eye on him." Zhao Lanmeng agreed to make an exception this time and personally control Ye Haolong.

Li Banfeng returned to the street and sighed, "You have to take care of all the big and small things in such a big pillow city by yourself. Even if you encounter a thief, you have to deal with it personally. I think it is really hard."

"It's not hard." Zhao Lanmeng shook his head slightly and turned to look at a small courtyard.

Is there anything special about this courtyard?

Li Banfeng looked towards the courtyard and saw a black cat quietly opening a jar under the wall and taking out a salted fish from the jar.

The black cat jumped onto the wall to escape, but its feet suddenly went soft and it fell asleep on the wall.

"Hmph!" Zhao Lanmeng looked at the black cat with contempt. He did not take any action the whole time. The black cat that stole something just slept on the wall.

No one knows where this cat came from, nor how it managed to resist the strong tiredness and came to steal the salted fish. However, as long as you are in the Pillow City, you can't leave after stealing something. This seems to be some kind of rule that is difficult to break.

Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Lanmeng with sincerity, hoping that he could give an explanation.

Zhao Lanmeng actually gave an explanation: "Dreams come true without deception, and skills never cease to improve."

What do you mean?
Li Banfeng didn't quite understand. Zhao Lanmeng waved his hand, and the eight big words he had just said appeared in the air.

Li Banfeng still didn't quite understand the meaning of these eight words, but he was somewhat worried about the current situation.

Zhao Lanmeng can write in the air at will. Is this a dream or reality?

Li Banfeng touched Mengde, and Mengde was also a little confused.

Zhao Lanmeng could see Li Banfeng's doubts and replied, "Why do you have to make such a clear distinction?"

He sent Li Banfeng out of the city, and his originally real body gradually became illusory.

Li Banfeng looked around Pillow City. He thought that Pillow City would disappear along with Zhao Lanmeng.

But the Pillow City still really remains in its place.

"The city is real, but I am not." Zhao Lanmeng left a sentence and then disappeared completely.

The one who had been talking to Li Banfeng just now was not Zhao Lanmeng's real body, but Zhao Lanmeng's dream.

This is very similar to the situation of a person at the beginning, and Li Banfeng thought of the train uncle.

Think again about the eight words Zhao Lanmeng said before.

Dreams come true and they are not deceiving, it should be some kind of technique.

The art of continuous improvement means that once a technique is mastered, it will never stop.

Could it be that the almost regular existence of Pillow City is some kind of technique of Zhao Lanmeng?
Can one person's skills become the rules of a world?

What level is Zhao Lanmeng at?
This gave Li Banfeng a new understanding of the local gods.

According to previous understanding, the local god should be at the level of Yunshang, which is much lower than the ruthless people above Yunshang.

But Zhao Lanmeng seems to be an exception. He should be no inferior to Gui Jianchou, Ye Jianhuang and other cultivators above the clouds, and may even be stronger.

The cultivation system of Purozhou doesn't seem that simple.

After leaving Pillow City, Li Banfeng rushed to Jiaoqichuan.

A map was attached to Zhao Lanmeng's note. The map was drawn very roughly, without any place names written along the way. Only a general direction was drawn.

Halfway through the journey, the magic weapons woke up one after another. Everyone felt refreshed, as if they had had a good sleep in the Pillow City.

The projector whispered, "I had a good dream."

Jiuhulu joked, "What a good dream you had? Did you dream about art again?"

"It is indeed an art. I lay on a white cloud and saw other white clouds passing by, huge black clouds flying overhead, and terrible rain clouds flashing with lightning and thunder."

Zhong Peng laughed and said, "Is this considered art? Isn't this very common on TV in other states?"

"This is real art, not forced art, very pure..." The projector was still recalling the dream just now.

Not only him, all the magic weapons were sharing their dreams, only the gloves were not in a good mood.

"Boss, I just fell asleep, but I can still hear some noises, but I can't wake up."

The gloves were indeed very powerful. Although they were forced to fall asleep, they never let down their guard.

Li Banfeng said, "Don't worry, the incident in Pillow City is over. Ye Haolong took the dream seriously and made up a rumor. It happened that the peddler was away, and it almost caused a disaster."

"Boss, this man deserves to be killed!"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "He should be killed, but if I really kill him, it will be considered as murder to silence the witness, and the rumor will be more likely to be true if there is no evidence to prove it."

Gloves thought about it and realized that this was indeed the truth, but he became even more disgusted with Pillow City: "Boss, let's not go to that place in the future!"

Li Banfeng smiled and said nothing more.

"Hmph!" The judge's pen hung on Li Banfeng's waist, and then he fell asleep.

After walking in Xindi for most of the day, Li Banfeng finally found Jiaoqichuan.

A golden river rushes from the depths of the mountains.

It was late autumn and the mountains were colorful. Li Banfeng stood in the air using his skills to ride the wind and clouds. He could vaguely see a few golden ribbons slowly passing through the red maple and yellow leaves.

As they reach the foot of the mountain, these golden rivers finally converge together and flow into an underground river dozens of miles away.

Li Banfeng walked to the river and looked at the water carefully. The golden color of the water did not come from the reflection of the sunlight, nor from the reflection of the riverbed. It was the original color of the river water.

Li Banfeng was not even sure whether the water flowing in the river was water. The golden fluid looked a bit like grease, but not as viscous as grease.

He wanted to scoop up a handful and examine it carefully, but suddenly he heard someone behind him say, "Sir, don't touch it with your hands. It's stained with gold paint and it's hard to wash off."

Li Banfeng looked back and saw that the person coming was a woman, about twenty years old, wearing a bright red long dress, a bright red headband, and a bright red silk scarf.

Her bright red dress formed a sharp contrast with the golden river water, causing Jiuhulu to exclaim: "This is too beautiful!"

The woman seemed to have heard Hulu's praise, turned around and smiled at Li Banfeng.

Is it beautiful?

Li Banfeng felt it was just average. A beauty without a loud speaker always felt like something was missing.

But all the magic weapons really thought she was beautiful, and even Tang Dao, who respected Hong Ying very much, expressed his opinion: "She seems to be better looking than General Hong."

Scythe snorted and said, "I still think Hong Ying is pretty!"

Jiuhulu asked Tang Dao: "Is he comparable to your Marshal?"

Tang Dao looked at it carefully for a while and said, "It's still a little bit worse than the marshal. I think it's a little bit worse."

Li Banfeng patted the Tang Dao and said, "You have good taste. This is not just a little bit worse. It's obviously not as pretty as my wife."

He walked up to the woman and greeted her politely: "Excuse me, are you the peddler's lover?"

The woman blinked her almond-shaped eyes and stared at Li Banfeng for a moment.

Seeing the woman was a little surprised, Li Banfeng explained: "Is the peddler at your house?"

The woman smiled and nodded, saying, "You are right. I am the peddler's lover, and the peddler is indeed in my house."

After saying that, the woman drew a bucket of water from the river, then got up and left.

Li Banfeng followed behind him and asked, "What is the use of this river water?"

"This is gold lacquer, the gold lacquer from the Gold Lacquer River. I use this gold lacquer to build a golden house for the peddler, so that he can stay here forever and not want to leave."

Li Banfeng nodded and exclaimed: "My sister-in-law is so devoted to me!"

The woman was startled: "What did you call me? Sister-in-law?"

Li Banfeng said: "My name is Li Qi, I am the peddler's senior brother. Judging from him, you must be his sister-in-law."

"Oh, I'm embarrassed to hear you say that," the woman touched her cheek and asked with a smile, "Are you really the peddler's senior brother?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I really am."

The woman laughed and said, "Aren't you ashamed?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "I'm not ashamed. I was almost beaten to death by him for being his senior brother. I earned it with my own ability."

The woman nodded and said, "Okay, you are capable. Do you want to find a peddler?"

"Yeah!" Li Banfeng looked at the woman sincerely.

The woman pointed to an empty field in the distance and said, "Do you see that wooden house?"

Li Banfeng looked up and saw a two-story wooden house on a piece of wasteland. The area around the house was pitch black and there was no grass.

The woman said, "The peddler is in the wooden house. You can see him when you enter the house."

Li Banfeng looked at the wooden house and asked, "It shouldn't be that easy, there must be traps around the wooden house."

The woman was also very frank: "There is no trap, but there is clay all around the house. You should know what clay is, right?" "Yes, it sticks to your feet and you can't walk."

The woman took Li Banfeng towards the wooden house. When they were still more than 200 meters away from the house, the woman stopped.

She rubbed her index finger and thumb together and produced a feather.

She blew on the feather and it flew towards the cabin.

Halfway through the flight, the wind died away and the feather fell to the ground.

The woman waved her sleeves, a gust of wind blew past, and the feather remained on the ground, motionless.

This feather is stuck.

Li Banfeng knew the power of clay. He used clay to kill Song Jiasen in Lanyang Village.

But for Li Banfeng today, things like clay are really not worth mentioning.

The woman leaped up and turned into a streak of red light and flew to the side of the wooden house. "Brother, the peddler and I are waiting for you inside. You are welcome to visit us before dark, but please don't come in after dark. We have some serious business to do."

This sets a time limit for Li Banfeng. If Li Banfeng cannot enter the wooden house before dark, it means that he will not be able to see the peddler.

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The woman entered the wooden house. Li Banfeng stared at the mud on the ground and didn't think this was a difficult task.

Can't I just fly over there?
He used his skill of riding the wind and clouds and had just flown into the air when he suddenly saw the woman appear on the second floor of the wooden house and pulled the slingshot in her hand towards Li Banfeng.

Whoosh!
A stone flew towards Li Banfeng.

You're hitting me with this? Isn't that too much of a joke?
Although Li Banfeng is not as agile in the air as he is on the ground, it is certainly no problem for him to dodge a stone.

The stone was still more than twenty meters away from Li Banfeng when it suddenly split into three.

Dodging three stones is not too difficult.

When it was more than ten meters away from Li Banfeng, the stone was divided into more than thirty pieces.

This is not easy to hide.

When the stone came close to Li Banfeng, it split into more than a hundred pieces.

Li Banfeng used his body movements, the skill of free and easy, and his Tang sword and pendulum to help block, but he was still hit in the chest by a stone.

The blow made Li Banfeng cough and gasp for a long time and he was forced to fall to the ground.

The woman smiled and said, "Brother, your body movements are not very flexible. You need to practice more. My husband and I are waiting for you in the house. You must come early."

The woman went back to the house. Li Banfeng walked around it a few times, ready to rush into the house again when the woman wasn't paying attention.

Jiuhulu shouted, "Little brother, don't worry. When I was under Master Yao, I once heard him talk about a formation called the Clay Formation.
This formation is simple and easy to use. He said that the essence of the clay formation is not under your feet, but in the air. "

Li Banfeng thought carefully about the situation just now: "That woman just now was a Arrow Cultivator, right? Using Arrow Cultivator's technique to hit the enemy in mid-air is the essence of this formation?"

"Brother, you are right," Jiuhulu floated in the air and explained to Li Banfeng seriously, "The clay is spread in front of the two armies. The enemy will definitely not be able to walk over. They can only find a way to fly over.
There are thousands of ways to fly, but most of them require a lot of energy, and flying is definitely not as flexible as on the ground.
At this time, if we send Ya Xiu to attack, there will be no cover in mid-air, and the enemy will have a hard time dodging, and can't land, so they can only wait to be hit."

Li Banfeng looked at the wooden house in the distance. He had never seen the clay array on the battlefield, but the description given by Jiugoulu was very clear.

Under this circumstance, Li Banfeng could not fly over, he had to find a way to walk over.

It seems not difficult to walk over there, as Li Banfeng has iron shoes specially made for clay.

When he returned to Suishenju, Li Banfeng was changing his shoes, and the record player asked, "My husband, what are you doing wearing iron shoes?"

Li Banfeng said: "I met a woman in Jiaoqichuan. She was the lover of the peddler. She set up a clay formation and asked me to break through.

I wanted to fly over, but the woman knew arrow cultivation skills, and I suffered a loss after I flew up, so I was ready to put on the iron shoes and walk over. "

Hearing this, Hong Ying turned her head away from the dressing table and asked, "Qilang, is that woman wearing red?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "She is wearing red. Do you recognize her?"

Hong Ying nodded and said, "Ya Xiu is not common. She is an expert in using clay and a lover of selling groceries. It must be that bitch Lu Qianjiao.
Qilang, you can't wear iron shoes. The clay formation is her specialty. You have to listen to me and rush through it in small steps."

Take small steps?
Li Banfeng thought about the range of the clay array.

"The area around us is 200 meters, and it's all clay. How can we walk with our feet?"

"How long is 200 meters?" Hong Ying was used to using measurements and had no idea what 200 meters was.

The record player gestured a distance of one meter. Hong Ying thought about it and said, "This is not too long. It will be enough to take a short step. Qilang will rush forward. As long as his feet don't touch the ground, he can rush over in a blink of an eye."

Sprint 200 meters in small steps?

The Kubu technique has a strong uncertainty. Not to mention 200 meters, even for 50 meters, Li Banfeng couldn't guarantee that his feet would not touch the ground.

The record player shook its loud speaker and said, "Yingying has this method, but my husband, you may not be able to do it. Think of another way."

Li Banfeng picked up the iron shoes and said, "Isn't this a good idea? The clay can't stick to the iron shoes."

Hong Ying said: "Lu Qianjiao's formation is different. There is mud under the clay. Qilang is wearing iron shoes. Although the clay cannot support the iron shoes, the iron shoes will definitely sink into the mud.

When Qilang is trapped in her formation, he will be stuck to the clay if he takes off his iron shoes, and will be trapped in the mud if he wears them. If she uses the arrow training technique again, where can Qilang hide?"

"There's still silt underneath the cement..." Li Banfeng thought for a moment, "The only way to clear the way is to cut off the path."

"It's not possible to cut off the path to open a path," Hong Ying was very familiar with Lu Qianjiao's clay formation. "I don't know how deep the mud is underneath the clay. Even if Qi Lang exhausted his physical strength, he might not be able to open a path.

Moreover, mud can flow, and a road cannot last for a moment and will soon heal. What if Qilang has not reached the destination yet, won’t he be wrapped in mud?"

After she said that, Li Banfeng couldn't think of a good solution.

If there is no other choice, you can only throw the key away. Before entering the residence, throw the key next to the wooden house.

But what if the key is snatched away by Lu Qianjiao?
Li Banfeng fell into deep thought: "Looking at this situation, I have to find a suitable opportunity to launch a sneak attack."

The record player said, "My husband, it's not that easy to sneak attack Lu Qianjiao. The clay will keep watch for Lu Qianjiao."

Li Banfeng was startled: "How can clay be sentinel?"

The lady explained: "The clay is a living creature with spirits. If it is well nurtured, it can do a lot of things. Lu Qianjiao is good at using clay because she knows how to nurture it."

"Can clay be used for breeding?" Li Banfeng felt a little unfamiliar with clay.

"Yes," the record player explained, "the clay that my husband used back then was all collected from Xindi. It's considered wild. If you know the feeding habits of the clay, you can actually keep it alive."

"What does clay like to eat?"

"This is the key. There are thousands of types of clay, and each type of clay has different feeding habits. Lu Qianjiao has mastered the habits of almost all clays, so her methods of using clay are unique.
But our house repairman has a way to restrain her method. It depends on whether the master has mastered the skill of self-counting. "

Among the techniques in the clouds, Li Banfeng does not dare to say that he is proficient in the three techniques of being free and easy, hanging with shadow, and riding the wind and clouds.

Only Jiazhen can count it himself. Li Banfeng has learned this technique very well.

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "I'll go and get some information from them. I want to see what they really want to eat. If I bribe them, won't this formation collapse on its own?"

The record player exclaimed: "Sir, you have a brilliant plan. You will surely succeed immediately."

Hong Ying said, "Xiao Wan, wasn't this your idea? How did it become his brilliant plan..."

Snapped!
The record player hit Hong Ying with a stick, then turned to Li Banfeng and told him, "Lu Qianjiao really loves the peddler. She didn't hit you hard just now, which proves that the peddler must have mentioned you to her. Given your friendship with the peddler, she probably doesn't want to hurt you.

But she is a person who has fallen and crawled out of the battlefield. Once she has the intention to kill, it is hard to say what she will do. Husband, you must not be careless."

Li Banfeng came out of his residence and sat next to the clay.

Lu Qianjiao pushed open the window on the second floor and looked at Li Banfeng. She found that he was neither flying nor leaving. He just sat there quietly, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Brother, it's getting late, are you coming or not?"

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "I'm not busy. I'll rest here for a while."

"Then you take your time to rest." Lu Qianjiao closed the window, took a bucket of golden water, and painted in the room.

The house repairman has a lot of skills that he knows all about. Isn't Lu Qianjiao prepared?
She was on guard, but not against Li Banfeng.

First of all, she saw that Li Banfeng was a traveling cultivator. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for a traveling cultivator to practice both traveling and home cultivation.

Besides, this was Li Banfeng’s first visit to Jiaoqichuan, his home was not here, and the clay was not at the doorstep of Li Banfeng’s home. Lu Qianjiao was not worried at all that the clay would be controlled by Li Banfeng.

She could never have imagined that Li Banfeng was really a homebody, and his home was right next to him.

After staring at the clay for more than an hour, Li Banfeng lowered his voice and asked, "Do you really not lack food on a normal day?"

The clay was bubbling, and he looked very proud.

Lu Qianjiao did not treat them unfairly, and they indeed had no shortage of food.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and took out the wine gourd: "How about we drink some?"

The clay rolled around and faint laughter could be heard.

They were laughing at Li Banfeng.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are mud. Have you ever seen any mud that likes to drink?"

Li Banfeng sprinkled a little wine on the clay, and soon the clay's laughter stopped.

"It's nothing good to drink."

"It's a bit bitter and quite spicy. What's the point of drinking this?"

The clay didn't taste good, but they rolled even more vigorously.

"How about some more?" Li Banfeng poured some more wine into the distance.

"I've already said it doesn't taste good, why are you giving us this? We really don't want to drink your wine."

……

puff!

Lu Qianjiao put down the brush in her hand, she heard some noise from the clay outside.

This is the warning sound of the clay. If it makes a whistling sound, it means someone is flying in the air. If it makes a puffing sound, it means someone has stepped into the clay array.

Li Qi stepped in?

Why is this kid so reckless?

The phonograph player guessed correctly. The peddler had indeed mentioned Li Qi to Lu Qianjiao. She also knew that the two were friends. If Li Qi was trapped in the clay formation, she would have to rescue Li Qi.

Lu Qianjiao pushed open the window on the second floor and looked into the distance, but she didn't see Li Qi.

squeak~
Lu Qianjiao heard the door open, she rushed to the first floor and saw that Li Qi had actually come in.

"How did you get in?" Lu Qianjiao's eyes widened.

Li Banfeng did not answer her question. He looked around the room and asked, "Sister-in-law, where is my junior brother?"

Lu Qianjiao really couldn't figure out how Li Qi got into the house, but she was not hypocritical and was willing to admit defeat. She didn't ask Li Qi about his methods, but only asked Li Qi: "Why did you look for the peddler?"

Li Qi told the truth: "There is a rumor that the peddler had a duel with the man in heaven, lost the fight, and lost his life. I came to find him because..."

Before Li Banfeng could finish his words, Lu Qianjiao suddenly clenched her fists.

"She dueled with the peddler?" Lu Qianjiao's eyes were bloodshot, and her originally beautiful and flawless face became hideous and terrifying. "This bitch should have been cut into pieces long ago!"

PS: What happened to Lu Qianjiao? Why was she so angry?

(End of this chapter)