Lord of Puro

Chapter 680 The Peddler's Cultivation (High Energy Continuous)

After finishing a cigarette, Li Banfeng felt refreshed.

The peddler smiled and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Li Banfeng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Okay, much better. When I think about your situation being worse than mine, I feel much better!"

The peddler pulled out a feather duster from the truck and said, "Now that you feel better, let's talk about some serious matters. How do you deal with burning my house?"

Li Banfeng said: "Brother, I learned a lot during my visit to the inner city."

The peddler rolled up his sleeves and said, "Really?"

Li Banfeng added: "I have been to Chaoge, Nanhao, Xiaodu, Wubiancheng, and Sui'an Town. I have been to many places!"

The peddler raised his feather duster: "Really?"

Li Banfeng held his head and said, "I also saw the train master!"

The peddler put the feather duster aside for the moment: "How is he?"

"The person didn't come out, I only saw his shadow. He took my shadow and went around Chaoge Sixth City, and then helped me escape from Chaoge. I wanted to rescue him as well, but he refused..."

Li Banfeng recounted his experience in Neizhou.

The peddler understood the whole story: "You appointed Qiao Yi as the regent, no wonder he appointed you as the Prince of Pingyuan. Although they got some of it back, you did a great job."

Li Banfeng said: "Since Qiao Yi can make me a king, it proves that he has won the battle."

The peddler nodded and said, "We did win. I just received news from Neizhou that their saint has fled Chaoge."

"Escaped?" Li Banfeng was a little disappointed. "Qiao Yi was so well prepared. I even sent him an imperial edict. How could he let the saint escape?"

The peddler was also disappointed: "Qiao Yi is just good at these two things. He always wants to do everything in a thorough manner, but he never thought that there are no such thorough things waiting for him to do in the world.

The saint in his family is not a fool. By the time he has thought through the situation and is ready to make a move, the old man Ziqin has already figured out a way to counter it. "

Li Banfeng was startled: "Who is Ziqin?"

The peddler said, "The emperor of Shang is named Zi, and Ziqin is the current emperor of Shang, the saint we often talk about. We don't know where this old man has escaped to. With Shan Chengjun by his side, Qiao Yi may not be able to kill him."

"Who is Shan Chengjun?"

"The founder of martial arts is from Purozhou, but is loyal to Neizhou." The peddler took out the jar of wine, and Li Banfeng went to the kitchen to bring back a chicken, a plate of beef, a roast duck, and two legs of lamb. The two ate and chatted.

The peddler first told the story of the martial arts master: "Shan Chengjun has been in Neizhou for many years. He used to claim to be loyal to the royal family. Since the saint was beaten back to Neizhou by Dao Laogui, Shan Chengjun's banner has been changed to loyalty to the saint.

A few days ago, Wenxiu Patriarch Shu Wanjuan advised him to see the situation clearly and be loyal to the royal family. It is said that he agreed, but this time he changed his mind for some reason. "

Li Banfeng had a question: "Why did the ancestors of the civil and martial arts cultivators all go to Neizhou? Aren't they all from Purozhou?"

This question made the peddler a little embarrassed: "Do you want to hear Prozhou's explanation, or do you want to hear my explanation?"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Is there any difference between these two explanations?"

The peddler picked up the wine bowl and said, "There is a big difference, it's completely opposite. Prozhou's explanation is that the peddler was unfair and forced the two ancestors to leave. My explanation is that I couldn't give them what they wanted, so they left."

Li Banfeng didn't understand: "Is there anything you can't give?"

"Rules." The peddler took a big sip of wine.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Do these two ancestors want their own special rules?"

The peddler shook his head and said, "They already have special rules, but they want the rules for ordinary people, which I can't give them."

After saying that, the peddler looked at Li Banfeng.

He thought Li Banfeng might not understand what he said, but Li Banfeng did.

It wasn't that he just understood it, but he had already seen the key point. He saw the biggest difference between Prostate and other places: "Whether in the outer or inner states, the higher the status, the fewer rules you need to follow."

The peddler nodded: "That's right."

Li Banfeng went on to say: “But Provo is completely the opposite.”

The peddler put down his wine bowl without adding anything, and Li Banfeng really understood what he meant.

Li Banfeng poured the wine for the peddler: "Are the Wen Xiu Patriarch and the Wu Xiu Patriarch dissatisfied with this?"

The peddler took a sip and found the wine a bit bitter. "Many people are dissatisfied with this. I know that the rules in all parts of the world are strict at the bottom and lenient at the top. No matter what means are used to cover it up, this basic rule will not change."

Li Banfeng nodded: "Indeed, it hasn't changed."

The peddler drank all the wine in the bowl: "But only Pro Province is an exception. The rules in Pro Province are reversed, strict at the top and lenient at the bottom.
I turned the rules of Provo upside down with my own hands, and there were many fights and battles, and all these things were blamed on me. "

Li Banfeng fell into deep thought.

The peddler drank a few glasses of wine, sighed and said, "Let's not talk about this. It makes me feel uncomfortable. Let's talk about the burning house first."

Li Banfeng asked, "If it were you, how would you handle Prince Pingyuan's matter?"

The peddler put down his wine bowl and smiled: "This matter is easy to handle. Being a prince is a great advantage. You will definitely not suffer any loss, but you must be careful about what you do.
You have to be careful in Neizhou. You have to use all the means of the prince. Eat his food, drink his drinks, take his things, and ask for his things. If Neizhou can tolerate you ten points, you should take nine-nine points from him. The remaining small point will make it difficult for him to break up with you, but it will be uncomfortable to show it on his face. "

Li Banfeng nodded vigorously and asked, "What about the other states?"

"We need to be vague about the outside states and mix what we want to do with the things in the inner states. As long as we link it to the inner states, we will have accomplished half of the task."

Li Banfeng agreed: "Brother, that's what I did before!"

The peddler raised his wine bowl and said, "We brothers are the best friends!"

The two drank and laughed loudly. Li Banfeng suddenly asked, "You are so familiar with this method. Have you also been a prince of Shang Kingdom?"

The peddler lowered his head and poured the wine: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing."

"Isn't it not just Shangguo? Your status elsewhere is not low, right?"

The peddler pursed his lips and asked, "Why did you burn my house just now?"

Li Banfeng quickly changed the subject: "Brother, you can trust me, but there are still many people in Pro Province who will misunderstand me, and it is difficult for me to deal with these people."

The peddler really didn't take this seriously: "There's no need to deal with this. It's impossible for Proletariat to unite against one person, because Proletariat has no concept of unity.

Don't worry if a few people misunderstand you. There are not many people in Provincia who can threaten you. Those few ruthless people will not easily attack you. Even if they are dissatisfied, they can only complain to me.
If I just sit back and do nothing, they will blame everything on me. In the end it will be my fault anyway. I have enough to blame for this, and I don’t need one more.”

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "As long as you take responsibility for it, I will feel more at ease."

The peddler drank some wine, feeling increasingly unhappy: "Let's talk about the house."

Li Banfeng said: "I plan to rescue the train master. When do you think the timing would be appropriate?"

The peddler thought about it and said, "I have been planning this for a long time. The old train thing is too dangerous. I'd better do it myself."

Li Banfeng thought that the peddler could not go: "It is too troublesome for you to go in and out of Dashang with your identity. Besides, if something goes wrong, Prozhou will be finished. Last time you went to save someone, you didn't save face and disappeared for a few days. Do you know how big a problem Prozhou will have?"

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng and asked, "How serious is the matter? Can you tell me?"

Li Banfeng said: "We are lucky that nothing happened. I did my best to suppress the incident."

"That's exactly what I mean. Without me, you still exist, right?" The peddler smiled and tore a chicken leg for Li Banfeng. "In terms of individual combat power, Pro Province is not afraid of the three thousand countries. This is not because I can fight alone. Pro Province can still survive without me.

Let’s talk about the house again. That house is my home. We all have homes. You always set fire to my house. I really can’t stand it…”

Li Banfeng continued, "We must guard our home, especially the gate of Bai Falcon County. The brothers and sisters in Bai Falcon County are suffering too much."

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng with admiration on his face: "Brother, Bai Falcon County still remembers your kindness. You send them things every month."

"That's nothing. If it weren't for the restrictions, I would send them gifts every day."

The issue of boundaries is the most important thing to the peddler.

The peddler dug out a few information bags from the truck and handed them to Li Banfeng: "These are the clues I have collected during this period. They are all related to the boundary. Take them back and study them slowly."

Li Banfeng received the information and thought of Baishun County. The peddler felt a little guilty: "You are right. Baishun County is the doorstep of Pro Province. They have suffered too much, and I have given them too little support.
Just like when I stood at the door of my house today and saw that the house was burned down by you, I felt so sad. "

Li Banfeng took the feather duster aside and said, "During the New Year, we fought a battle at Santoucha. You said there was a reward for it, but you haven't given it to me yet."

The peddler nodded and said, "I came to you for this very reason. Do you want to have a home above the clouds?"

Li Banfeng's eyes lit up: "Brother, are you going to teach me the skills of Yunmen?"

The Cloud Gate Technique is a type of boundless technique that allows one to have a fixed cloud in the sky and store a portion of combat power on the cloud.

The most important thing is that the Cloud Gate technique is an effective means of advancing to the fourth level of the Cloud Gate.

The peddler nodded and said, "I will teach you the key points of the technique now. Just stare at the sky."

It was dusk when Li Banfeng arrived at Xiaoyaowu. Now it was dark, and the stars were shining under the night sky. The peddler said to Li Banfeng, "The skills of Yunmen are very simple. As a Yunshang cultivator, you only need to learn three essentials.

The first step is to make a cloud, choose a piece of sky, and send the cloud up.
The second key is to leave a mark on the cloud and have a connection with yourself.

The third key is to send your own fighting power to the clouds through induction.

The Cloud Gate Technique is now complete."

Li Banfeng looked at the peddler and forced a smile: "We are all family, so we won't speak such foreign words."

The peddler rolled his eyes at Li Banfeng and said, "This is not foreign language. Which sentence did you not understand?"

"I understand everything, but I don't understand anything. You said to make a cloud, but how can you tell the cloud how to do it first?"

The peddler took a bite of the roast duck and said, "I can't teach you this. It depends on your own ability. Different sects have different methods.
A wine cultivator can spray a mist of wine to form clouds. A water cultivator can gather a vapor to form clouds. A painter can draw clouds more easily. Clouds are just clouds. Do you think your own sect has the means to make clouds?"

Li Banfeng asked, "What does Jin Xiu use to make clouds?"

The peddler put down the roast duck and turned around to look for the feather duster.

Li Banfeng persuaded the peddler to stop and thought for a long time, but he still didn't know what method Lvxiu should use to make clouds.

But Zhai Xiu does have a way, the technique of hiding a beautiful girl in a golden house.

Li Banfeng asked again: "After the clouds are made, how can we send them to the sky?"

The peddler tore off a piece of mutton and said, "That's easy. Many Taoist sects have the ability to fly. You know how to ride the wind and clouds. You can carry the clouds and fly high without falling. Wouldn't this cloud be sent up?"

“How do you leave a mark on the clouds?”

The peddler said, "There are more marks for home repairs and fewer marks for travel repairs. It depends on your choice. If you can master the skill of Hundred Steps Vertical and Horizontal, you can climb up to the clouds in one step. Wouldn't this second thing be accomplished as well?"

Li Banfeng thought about it and asked again: "How can we store combat power on the clouds?"

The peddler said: "It depends on what you put your fighting power on. If a nightmare cultivator puts all his fighting power on ghost servants, then he should store a few ghost servants on the clouds.

The cold cultivators store their combat power in ice. They put a lot of ice on the clouds. Sometimes they accidentally put too much ice and create a hailstorm. If they break something, they have to pay for it. If they don't, I will punish them. "What about the combat power of the travel cultivators and the home cultivators?"

The peddler became impatient and said, "Ask your wife instead of me."

Li Banfeng thought about the process carefully, but still felt it was not that easy: "Can you demonstrate it once so that I can see an example?"

The peddler shook his head and said, "I can't demonstrate this. This is the method used by the Cloud Cultivators to use the Cloud Gate Technique."

Li Banfeng asked in surprise: "Aren't you the cultivator on the cloud?"

The peddler was surprised: "Who told you that?"

Isn’t this what the peddler said himself?

"You told me that you are not a cultivator above the clouds."

The peddler was even more surprised: "Isn't it that above the clouds is above the clouds? What's the logic behind this?"

Li Banfeng's eyes widened: "This is a serious truth. If it's not Yunshang, then what else could it be?"

The peddler pushed the truck and said, "I am a land cultivator."

Li Banfeng looked at the peddler and didn't say anything for a long time.

"I've told you the method, just practice it yourself." The peddler pushed the cart away.

Land?

How can it be?

……

The next morning, just as Liao Zihui arrived at the office, Li Banfeng knocked on the door and walked in.

Liao Zihui immediately stood up and asked, "President Li, when did you come?"

Li Banfeng asked, "Can you not talk to the dean?"

Liao Zihui bowed and said, "Prince Pingyuan has arrived. Please forgive me for failing to welcome you."

"Brother Liao, can you not talk to the prince?"

Liao Zihui sat on the sofa and made a pot of tea for Li Banfeng: "Brother, why did you come to see me?"

"I want Brother Liao to help me ask the higher-ups. I want to transfer 23,000 people from Sinner City."

Liao Zihui said: "Let me ask you a question, what do you want to do by deploying these three heads?"

Li Banfeng did not hide it: "Form a guard to protect the safety of the new king of Shang."

In the past, this one sentence alone would have been enough to make Liao Zihui furious.

Asking for people from the Sinner City and forming an army, isn't this a blatant rebellion? Just hearing this is enough to drive people crazy.

But Liao Zihui was very calm today: "I will immediately ask someone to report to the superiors, and it will probably be approved within a few days."

It is appropriate to say what is appropriate at the right time. It would have been excessive for Director Li to make such a request in the past, but it is much more reasonable for Dean Li to make such a request now.

Li Banfeng then got a travel permit and went to the soda kiln that day to report his safety to the Luo sisters. He then went to Yucui Tower and brought Banfengyi back.

Banfengyi made great contribution this time, so Li Banfeng decided to reward him handsomely.

"Let's not talk about anything else, brothers. Just tell me what you want?"

Ban Fengyi said tactfully: "You have been sitting in this seat for so long, shouldn't it be my turn to sit for two days?"

Ban Fengyi had bad intentions, and Li Banfeng decided to keep it deep in his mind.

Luo Shaojun couldn't bear to leave Li Qi, so he lay in Li Qi's arms and cried like a baby.

No matter how reluctant he was, Li Banfeng had to leave and it was time for him to go home.

After leaving the soda kiln, Li Banfeng took a bus to Santoucha.

After entering the underground city and arriving at the sea market, we flew all the way to the passenger ship. The record player on the bow played the song "The Full Moon and the Beautiful Flowers": "The floating clouds have dispersed, the bright moon is shining on us, the family is happily reunited, and we are drunk today..."

My wife's singing skills are unparalleled in the world. Jiang Mengting likes this song so much, but her singing skills are still far from my wife's.

How about bringing her on board to learn from my wife?

Although worried that Li Banfeng might be in danger, the record player really missed her husband, so the loudspeaker sucked Li Banfeng's head in and they were intimate for a long time.

Li Banfeng was scalding hot from the heat. He sat on the deck and told his wife about what he had seen and heard along the way.

Speaking of Nevada, the sound of the record player is a little out of tune, and some things still cannot be mentioned.

Li Banfeng skipped over the affairs of Neizhou and handed several information bags to the record player.

The record player looked through the information and said in surprise: "My dear husband, where did you get these things? Such information is so rare. We can make something good!"

"These were given by the peddler."

"You went to see the peddler?" The record player couldn't believe it. "The peddler actually let you go back?"

"Didn't I tell you that I don't need to hide from him? Let's go home. I brought back a lot of good things."

After entering the house, Hong Ying put down her powder puff and Jiuer put down the washboard, and they came up together to greet Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng felt a little ashamed that he went to Neizhou but didn't even buy a box of rouge.

But the gloves helped him bring back a lot of second-rate weapons, including long swords, sabers, and a bunch of scattered parts of record players.

Sui Shen Ju sighed, "I haven't seen good weapons in Neizhou for many years. It's a pity that these have lost their spirituality."

Li Banfeng carefully checked each weapon. They all looked intact, so why did they lose their spirituality?
Gloves was also puzzled: "I worked so hard to keep it all the way, how come it's said to have lost its spirituality?"

Suishenju snorted: "If you don't trust me, let that girl test it."

The record player usually eats souls and is quite sensitive to spirituality. After testing for a long time, the record player replied: "The old man is right. These weapons have some spiritual aura, but there is not much left."

Li Banfeng remembered Luo Lijun's words. The weapons from the inner province could not be taken to other provinces and the Proletariat. These second-rate weapons were deprived of their spirituality on the way to other provinces. Even under the protection of gloves, they were not spared and became relatively ordinary objects.

Seeing that Li Banfeng was a little disappointed, Suishenju quickly said, "At least they are some good weapons. Leave the record player parts to Zhao Xiaowan and the swords to me. Let's study them carefully."

These words were obviously meant to comfort Li Banfeng, saying that these things had little research value.

Ban Fengyi came out quietly and ran to the second room. He had a good thing.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for so long. I really miss you. This time when I go to Neizhou, my shadow repair skills will come in handy. You must teach me a few more moves no matter what."

The second wife did not respond, and there was no way to respond.

The whole family was there and it was lively. How could he dare to interrupt Ban Fengyi when he came to talk to the second wife?

Ban Fengyi was not happy: "Whether you want to teach me or not, at least say something. If you don't say anything, I won't be polite."

There was still no movement from the second room, so Ban Fengyi got angry and pulled out the wooden stick: "Brother, do you recognize this thing? If you don't say anything, I'm going to start fighting!"

"Wait a minute!" Suishenju and the second room shouted in unison.

Ban Fengyi was stunned for a long time.

It’s understandable that the second wife is afraid, but why did the old man also ask her to wait?
"Qi, where did this stick come from?"

Li Banfeng searched through Banfeng Yi's memories and said, "This was given by the train master. He said that he should take this stick to learn shadow repair techniques from the second room. If the second room refused to teach him, he would beat him with the stick."

"Hit him with a stick, haha," Suishenju laughed dryly, "The old train is still so funny."

Li Banfeng took the stick from Banfeng Yi and observed it carefully for a moment: "Grandpa, is this stick a little special?"

"Special? It is quite special. The stick that can hit the second wife must be extraordinary." The old man's tone of voice sounded a little strange.

Li Banfeng took the stick to the third room: "How about you take a closer look?"

"Look, then take a closer look."

What was going on? Suishenju could clearly see that the stick was a little unusual, so why was he still looking at it reluctantly?

The stick was placed on the floor and slowly disappeared. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Li Banfeng asked, "Old man, what did you see?"

Suishenju pondered for a long time and said, "This seems to be a map."

"Where's the map?"

"Which map is this? Let me take a closer look."

This is the map that the shadow of Train Master personally handed to Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng has already made a guess: "Is this the hiding place of Train Master?"

"Really? That should be it! Let me take a closer look." Suishenju's voice became smaller and smaller.

Li Banfeng said, "Old man, do you really want to rescue the train master?"

"I think, I definitely think, this map is not ordinary, I have to take my time to read it."

……

After sleeping for a night in Suishenju, Li Banfeng took paper and pen and started painting the next morning.

Hong Ying walked closer, looked at the drawing paper, and asked seriously, "Qilang, what are you drawing?"

"Clouds!" Li Banfeng dipped the brush in ink and outlined them carefully.

"It turns out to be clouds. I thought it was a pond."

Li Banfeng was unhappy: "Can't you tell the difference between a pond and clouds?"

Hong Ying held Li Banfeng's hand and taught him how to paint stroke by stroke: "Qilang, don't be upset. Painting clouds depends on the artistic conception. Three or five strokes are enough."

As the daughter of a wealthy family, Hong Ying's painting skills were indeed extraordinary. With just a few strokes, she was able to capture the artistic conception of clouds rushing in the wind.

But these clouds drawn with just a few strokes cannot be used for living. If they only rely on artistic conception, they are not practical enough.

Li Banfeng put away the drawing paper, changed the paintbrush, and decided to try a different painting method. Just as he finished mixing the oil paints, Li Banfeng turned around suddenly and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting behind him.

"Master, learn from me."

PS: "Yu Ni, don't scare your husband, comb your hair neatly and teach your husband how to paint."

(End of this chapter)