Lord of Puro

Chapter 701 Must Slide (High Energy, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket)
Li Banfeng and Mian Budai sat opposite each other and drank tea.

He said with a stern face: "First, tell me, what did the peddler do in the wilderness last year?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Tell me first, how did my brother's leg get better?"

The face was not convinced: "I just asked some superficial questions, but you asked the key questions right away. If this is the case, I will suffer."

Li Banfeng still didn't bargain: "This is not a superficial matter. The peddler and I have had many experiences in Suihuangyuan, all of which are related to the hidden story of the past!"

When the secrets of the past were mentioned, Bian Bu was very interested: "What secrets were revealed, good brother, can you reveal a little bit? You tell me a little first, and I will tell you later. I will definitely not deny my debt."

Li Banfeng nodded: "We went to the wasteland this time for the export of Neizhou."

The little guy with a small face glared and said, "The exit of the wasteland is open again?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "It's open. I met Chuidianfa, Wankaishan and Xingbaizhao there. The peddler met more. They are ready to attack Suihuangyuan together."

The facial features on his small face twitched. Li Banfeng's words made him sad.

"In fact, we were all friends before. I always called Shan Chengjun a bastard. I used to be friends with him.

He and Shu Wanjuan, these two bastards, deceived me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have suffered so much and still be trapped.”

Having said this, Leng Bian looked very sad. His temperament is difficult to understand.

Sometimes Li Banfeng felt that he was very shrewd and could see through the schemes of people like Qiao Yi.

But sometimes he behaves like a child, and whenever he encounters something sad, he can never hide it on his face.

Li Banfeng asked, "Did these two people trick you into going to Neizhou?"

The face was not big and nodded: "We and the peddler drove away the saint, and we lived a good life in Pro Province. The peddler traveled everywhere, and I opened a factory with the old train."

Li Banfeng continued the conversation: "You must have made a lot of money when you opened the factory, right?"

He added a piece of charcoal to the teapot, his face a little sad: "I made a lot of money, but I also suffered a lot of grievances."

"What kind of injustice did you suffer?"

"The old train can make steam engines. His steam engines are the best in the whole state of Provo. Some people even say that his steam engines are better than those in Nevada.
He made all the steam engines in the factory, and I could only make lubricants. He looked down on me and never let me get involved in important processes. He always told me to talk less and do more.
I was very angry. Later, some people from other states came to Provo. They had the technology of internal combustion engines. I found that this thing was very useful, so I learned from them.
But there is no way to store oil here in Provence. The old train told me not to waste my time and asked me to find a way to make the lubricant better!
As the founder of a family, am I going to be a lubricant for the rest of my life? I made up my mind that I must develop the internal combustion engine."

Li Banfeng asked: "Have you figured it out?"

His face was a little disappointed: "It's a little off. Oil is really hard to store. In order to get more oil, I changed something."

"What was changed?"

His face was small, and his eyebrows and eyes twitched. There was a hint of excitement, a little pride, and a little fear on his face:

“I changed myself.”

Li Banfeng asked: "How did you change it?"

"I turned myself into an oil field. The oil I produce can be stored for a long time."

Li Banfeng thought for a long time, but still couldn't understand what this process was: "The oil field you are talking about, is it big or small?"

The face is not big nodded and explained: "I split myself into two halves, one half becomes big face and the other half is not big. He only needs to do two things. One is to get bigger, and keep getting bigger. The other is to produce oil, and keep producing oil."

Li Banfeng stared with his eyes wide open and asked vaguely, "What about other things?"

"I can do the rest myself. I still have half of it left, and it will become a small face, that's me!"

After staying in Provo for a long time, Li Banfeng felt that there were many things he could accept, but the process of self-transformation to have a smaller face was not so easy to accept.

"What happened next? Did you develop the internal combustion engine?"

Hearing this, Bian Buda became even more frustrated: "It was almost there, and then I was harmed by Shan Chengjun and captured by Neizhou. You know what happened afterwards. I was trapped and suffered a lot."

Li Banfeng sorted out the logic behind it.

"You hadn't yet invented the internal combustion engine, but the state arrested you just because you had the means to make fuel?"

The man with a small face was silent for a long time, and then he said in a low voice: "It's not entirely because of this."

"What's that for?"

The face suddenly looked at Li Banfeng, his eyes full of vigilance: "You just told me that the exit of the wasteland is open, and didn't say anything else. Why did you make me say so much?"

Li Banfeng felt a sense of danger, then smiled and said, "Brother, what do you want to ask? I'll tell you everything I know."

The man with a small face stared at Li Banfeng: "Didn't you say you have the peddler's secrets? I want to hear the secrets!"

"The secret is..."

The peddler was injured?

This is not something that can be said easily.

Li Banfeng told the peddler about the incident of blowing off his hair and breaking his wrist.

The little guy nodded: "It's a very clever thing to do, but..."

Changing the subject, his expression turned grim again: "Can this be considered a secret? I will know about this kind of thing sooner or later!"

He has a small face but is very smart, so it is not easy to deceive him.

What other secrets could he reveal to him? Li Banfeng was weighing the pros and cons when he suddenly heard Zhong Er shouting in the yard, "Master, what is the texture of this oil?"

In front of Chuuji was a bowl of oil, which he had made using his Oil Repair Technique.

He checked it out and said with a smile, "Good boy, you did a good job. You are more talented than Xiao Ning!"

Upon hearing this, Dengbaoer was unhappy: "Master, he has just started, and you say he has talent?"

The face was not big and he shook his head and said, "You can't just look at the current level. Minghui, you should study hard with the master. When the peddler comes, I will get you some Huanxiu medicine powder. If you study both together, you will surpass your brother in less than a year or two."

The light bulb's face turned red and veins throbbed.

He sneered, "Are you not convinced? If you don't have the talent, then you can't do it. Just work hard! Don't even think about Huan Xiu. If you can't even master one skill, why are you thinking about two more?"

Li Banfeng quickly tried to smooth things over: "Brother, you teach Oil Cultivation, why are you always thinking about Huan Cultivation?"

Hearing this, Bian was frustrated again: "I have never enjoyed such a blessing, so I want my disciples to enjoy it."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "What blessing are you talking about?"

He said in a low voice, "It's Huan Xiu's blessing."

"Don't you have a wife?" Li Banfeng heard Bian Buxiao say that he has a wife, and his wife said that he does not have a big face.

He lowered his head and said, "It's better not to marry that daughter-in-law. Forget it, let's not talk about her. Let's talk about confidential matters."

Li Banfeng followed Bian Buzhi back to the main hall and told him everything that could be said about Sui Huangyuan.

This time, he didn't take it seriously. He was thinking about some details: "It's not enough for you to just tell Chu Shaoqiang and Gu Wuyan about these things.

Chu Shaoqiang is from Neizhou, so the local gods around him may not believe everything he says, and Gu Wuyan is determined to follow you, so the people around him may not believe what he says either."

Li Banfeng said: "I also contacted the newspaper. Once the story is published in the newspaper, everyone will believe it."

The face was not big and he kept shaking his head: "It's not very useful to be in the newspaper. How many local gods can read the newspaper?"

"It doesn't matter if they don't read it. Once the news gets out and reaches their ears, it will be fine, right?"

The face is not big but still feels that something is wrong: "This matter cannot be explained clearly in the newspaper. In the state of Pro, not many people know about the state of Inner. No matter how carefully you explain it, they still can't understand it."

"Brother, do you have a better idea?"

The man walked around the room twice and said to Li Banfeng, "We have to tell them this orally. Tell them something they can understand.
Do you know anyone from the gang? The gangs in Pro Province have always been the source of important news. Let them spread the news, and the local gods will receive it soon. "

Li Banfeng thought about it for a while and came up with an idea.

As for why Chuunibyou was able to leave, he didn't plan to say it because he felt he would suffer a great loss if he did.

Li Banfeng didn't ask any more questions and stood up to leave. Suddenly, the man with a small face called out to him, "Not crazy!"

Li Banfeng turned around, but he didn't have the courage to call him like that.

"Are you really not crazy?" Bian Bu confirmed.

Li Banfeng puffed out his chest and said, "The doctor has checked it. I'm not crazy!"

The face was not big and asked again: "You are Lu Xiu, but do you really like Lu Xiu?"

"Yes! I like traveling everywhere!" Li Banfeng answered very affirmatively.

"But why do you have an air of a homebody?"

Li Banfeng didn't say anything for a long time. He was a little scared. The small face always gave him some surprises.

"Brother, why can you smell the aura of Zhai Xiu?"

The face was not big and did not explain: "Brother, if you don't like traveling cultivation, then don't do it anymore. Your cultivation level is not low. If you continue to practice the Taoism you don't like, you will become a madman."

Li Banfeng didn't understand: "Why did he become crazy? What does this have to do with liking it or not?"

"It's related!" He said with a half-hearted face, "In Pro Province, do you know who has the highest martial arts talent?"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "That must be the founder of martial arts, Shan Chengjun!"

"It's not him!" Bian Bu shook his head, "It's his apprentice Ai Yeqing. Ai Yeqing's martial arts talent is the highest in Pro Province.

But Ai Yeqing didn't like martial arts. Shan Chengjun saw his talent and forced him to learn martial arts. However, he studied martial arts for his whole life and still couldn't compare to Shan Chengjun.

This is like a bearing without oil, it is no longer smooth and cannot turn. Ai Yeqing's cultivation level will not be higher.

If he continues to practice, he will either destroy his body and become a useless person, or destroy his mind and become a madman. "

Li Banfeng thinks the way the face speaks is very interesting, and he likes to use oil as an analogy.

"You mean, if I like, this bearing will have oil?"

The face was not big and nodded: "Yes! It will be slippery when there is oil, and you won't be afraid if it is slippery. Brother, if you don't like the travel repair, tell me and I will help you change it."

Li Banfeng was surprised: "Can the cultivation level be changed?"

"Yes!" The man with a small face answered very affirmatively.

When he said "change", he meant to study both at the same time, right?

Li Banfeng added: "My cultivation is not low, I am no longer on the ground."

"I know!"

Li Banfeng said more carefully: "I am much higher than ordinary clouds."

"I know this too!"

“Can this be changed?”

"Of course I can!" He looked around and lowered his voice. "Your cultivation level is definitely not as good as that of Old Train, right?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "It's definitely not as good as that."

He said with a stern face: "Even old trains can be modified!"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

He lowered his voice even more: "The old train driver didn't like to learn engineering. He wanted to be a train maintenance technician. But at that time, his engineering degree was very high and he couldn't study for train maintenance at the same time.
I helped him, helped him slide over, and he was able to study tourism as well."

Li Banfeng thought for a long time and smiled: "So that's how it is." In fact, this is easy to understand. It is human nature for a person with a small face to want to get some advantage by being bullied by the old train for too long.

Bian Bu was a little anxious: "I didn't lie to you, I slid half of the old train's repair work to the travel repair work, and the old train is no longer crazy."

The engineering repairman gave it to the travel repairman?
Maybe it's because his face is not big and his cultivation is too high, so he is a little crazy.

But he didn't look crazy.

Li Banfeng looked at Zhong Er and said, "Brother, aren't you kidding me when you said that he should practice Huan Xiu as well?"

The face is not big and answered very seriously: "How can that be a joke? If you don't believe me, ask Lao Huoche!
I told Lao Huoche not to learn mechanics anymore, but he didn't listen to me. He was reluctant to give up his skills, but he didn't like it either. It was so tiring and not smooth, and he finally drove himself crazy.
Cultivation is a very tiring thing. You must find a path that you like. Otherwise, the more you practice, the more you practice, the more you will wear out your body. So it is very difficult to advance from the fifth or sixth level.

When you reach the ninth level, the path of cultivation is too demanding. Even if you like it, your body can’t stand it and will be worn out easily.

At this time, one must be reborn and have a new body, so there is a saying that one must go to the inner state to upgrade from the ninth level to the tenth level, because the inner state can give the cultivator a new body and a piece of land to support the cultivator's status.
However, going to Neizhou is not the only way. You can slide through with oil. After sliding through, your body will change with your cultivation and become stronger, so you can continue to practice..."

The face is not big and the voice is getting smaller and smaller.

Li Banfeng held his breath, afraid that he would miss a word: "With oil, can it slide over?"

His small cheeks kept trembling, and he lowered his head and said, "I was just joking, don't take it seriously, and don't tell anyone else."

"Yeah." Li Banfeng nodded.

The two stood in the room for a long time without speaking.

The face was not big and he picked up the teacup: "Brother, if there is nothing else, then..."

Li Banfeng turned around and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."

Walking on the road, Li Banfeng recalled the words of Little Face word by word.

He knew why Neizhou was so ugly.

He knew why the peddler was determined to save his ugly face.

The rise from nine to ten is a calamity for all cultivators.

But if your face is not big, the oil will slide over it.

You must protect your face from being too big.

Li Banfeng ran back to the small-faced man's residence and handed a phone to Zhong Er.

……

After returning to Xiaoyaowu, Li Banfeng found Qin Tianjiu and told him about what happened in Suihuangyuan.

Xiao Pang was very excited when he heard this: "Even the Grandmaster died in your hands, Seventh Brother, I really admire you!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "That's because the peddler is here."

"You have a peddler helping you, but don't you have a leader helping him? Brother Qi, I admire you so much. If I could win a battle like this, I would be able to brag about it for the rest of my life!"

Li Banfeng said, "Go and spread the news now. Ask your disciples to spread the news and tell the key points. Make sure to make the identities of Chui Duanfa and Wan Kaishan clear."

"Don't worry, Brother Qi! Not only our gang, but other gangs will also help spread the word as long as they give Sanyingmen some face. But I can't say anything about the gangs under He Jiaqing..."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "He will tell us himself. We don't need to worry about it. How high is your cultivation level now?"

Qin Tianjiu thought for a moment and said, "I think there is a seventh floor, and the eighth floor is about the same."

"What do you think?" Li Banfeng shook his head helplessly. This brother is still so confused.

But after entering the wormhole, his cultivation level really skyrocketed.

Li Banfeng gave him a pair of deeds, telling him the location of the land and the process of changing land owners.

"Go and take charge of the territory. If you can handle it, then carry it. If you don't understand something, go find Ma Wu. If you can't handle it, then go find Pan Dehai to help you carry it. I'll take the favor from you."

Qin Tianjiu knelt on the ground: "I can bear it, Seventh Brother, I will never be able to repay you in this lifetime..."

"Stand up and talk!" Li Banfeng pulled Xiao Pang up, "I'm telling you, this matter is very serious. If you can't bear it, you must speak up. Don't keep pretending to be rich!"

Qin Tianjiu puffed out his chest and said, "Seventh Brother, I am fat!"

After seeing Qin Tianjiu off, Li Banfeng called Luo Zhengnan: "Lao Luo, we have known each other for such a long time, and I have never asked you about your cultivation level. What level are you at now?"

Luo Zhengnan replied: "I have been following Master Qi over the years and have earned a lot of good elixirs, so I won't hide it. I have reached the eighth level of cultivation."

"Eight floors are enough," Li Banfeng said, "I got some new land deeds. I'll hand over the affairs of the underground city to my subordinates first. You come back to take over a new piece of land and become the local god."

I brought so many people to the dungeon in the first place to give them a chance to gain experience. Now it’s time to let them try their skills.

Lao Luo didn't speak for a long while. When he spoke again, he choked up a little: "Seventh Master, I, how can I be worthy of..."

"You deserve it. I have chosen a good piece of land for you."

Luo Zhengnan thanked him repeatedly: "Seventh Master, wait for me to take care of the matter in Tushi, and I will be there soon."

Lao Luo has always been cautious in doing things, and this matter cannot be rushed.

Li Banfeng contacted Qiu Zhiheng again: "Brother Qiu, I have a piece of land for you."

"Brother, you've given me too much. I can't take it. I can't leave the dungeon easily now."

Qiu Zhiheng really couldn't leave. The human market was the most complicated area in the underground city, and it was also related to the economic lifeline of the underground city.

"Let your men take over slowly. When you feel the time is right, come back to Green Water City to find me."

Li Banfeng asked someone to find Lu Chunying: "How high is your cultivation level?"

Lu Chunying lowered her head and said, "If I said five floors, that would be a bit of an exaggeration..."

Li Banfeng covered his forehead and said, "I gave you a lot of pills, didn't I?"

Lu Chunying nodded and said, "Seventh Brother gave me a lot, but the medicine is too strong, I can't take it all the time..."

"What about your mother's cultivation?"

“About the same as me.”

Li Banfeng calculated that two four-story buildings add up to eight floors...

Can not be done!
It would be a joke if they made the mother and daughter the local gods.

Li Banfeng said, "I will leave a piece of land for you two in the new land. You can come and get it within two years. If you can't take it by then, don't blame me for giving it to someone else."

Lu Chunying nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Brother Qi. I will remember your friendship in my heart. I will never forget your kindness. How good you are to me..."

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "Go practice quickly and ask the elders at home how your father practiced."

After sending Lu Chunying away, Li Banfeng found Ma Wu again and gave him a pair of deeds: "I can repay Li Haoyun's kindness. What about Zhang Xiuling? Is she considered one of ours?"

Ma Wu shook his head and said, "Not very good with me, but probably not with you."

Li Banfeng frowned and asked, "Is she familiar with me?"

Ma Wu sighed, "She hasn't had much contact with you, but she definitely has you in her heart."

Li Banfeng didn't believe it: "Is it true?"

Ma Wu smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, go find her tonight. After one night, you will definitely know her in all her aspects, and you won't have to gossip to her."

"What do you mean by depth, shallowness, length, or shortness?" Li Banfeng didn't understand, so he took out another pair of contracts and said, "I'll go test Zhang Xiuling's side later. I'll give you this pair of contracts. If you see brothers with enough cultivation, you can give them a hand."

Ma Wu took the contract and was a little troubled: "There is really no brother around us who has enough cultivation. If there is anyone who has this momentum, I am afraid it is only Jiang Mengting."

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "You are kidding me, how long has Jiang Mengting been here?"

Ma Wu said, "Jiang Mengting has reached the fourth level. You don't believe it, do you? She has always felt that she is not worthy of you. She practices hard every day, and her voice is hoarse again today."

Li Banfeng said, "I'll go get some medicine and go see her later."

……

The next morning, Li Banfeng returned to his residence.

He fed Jiang Mengting the medicine, and Jiang Mengting was almost recovered. She insisted on singing for Li Banfeng.

From the singing, Li Banfeng could tell that Jiang Mengting was very tired. She worked very hard, but practicing so hard was not a solution.

Ma Wu found several teachers for her, but the teachers' cultivation levels were not very high. Li Banfeng wanted to ask his wife for advice on the methods of cultivation, but he didn't know if his wife agreed.

As for Zhang Xiuling, the two discussed "Yuxiang Ji" for the whole night. There is no doubt that Zhang Xiuling has a deep literary foundation and great potential.

Selecting these local tycoons is not to choose cronies for oneself, but to select the future pillars of Prosperity.

Zhang Xiuling is a capable person. Although they did not have much contact, Li Banfeng decided to give her a pair of deeds.

Regarding the oil repair, Li Banfeng was thinking about whether he should discuss it with his wife. Before he could speak, Hong Ying took the lead and grabbed Li Banfeng's hand: "Qilang, I miss you."

While speaking, Hong Ying looked at Li Banfeng affectionately. A big change appeared on her face. She was waiting for Li Banfeng's evaluation.

"I miss you too." Li Banfeng replied casually. He didn't feel that Hong Ying was any different from usual.

Hong Ying held Li Banfeng's hand tightly: "Qilang, take a closer look."

Li Banfeng looked carefully, but still didn't feel anything different. His wife reminded him, "My husband, look at how pretty Yingying's face is."

This time Li Banfeng saw that Hong Ying had a face growing on her head.

But this face is still incomplete. The part above the nose, including the forehead and eye sockets, is still the tip of a gun, without flesh and blood.

"It looks pretty good!" Li Banfeng praised.

Hong Ying was filled with joy, and she took Li Banfeng's hand and said, "Qilang, give me a kiss."

The record player said, "Husband, please kiss Yingying. I'm not angry."

This is the truth, the record player is not angry.

Ever since Hong Ying grew up, she has been showing off at home all night. Although the family can't stand it, everyone praises Hong Ying for her beauty. Jiuer hesitated a little and was beaten by Hong Ying.

If Qilang disliked her, she would have made a scene today, and even the record player would not be able to suppress her.

But from the old teapot's point of view, it is actually quite difficult to kiss this face. He said slowly: "I am old..."

Hong Ying asked angrily, "Where are you going?"

The old teapot didn't dare to move.

Li Banfeng kissed Hong Ying on the face without hesitation.

"It's really beautiful." This is what Li Banfeng really thinks.

Hong Ying's cheeks flushed and her fingertips trembled.

The gloves exclaimed: "Well done, boss!"

The projector exclaimed, "This can also be considered a kind of art!"

Tang Dao sighed: "My lord is extraordinary, he can even eat this!"

Hong Ying grabbed the Tang sword and said, "This sword has been used for a long time and has become blunt. Why not reforge it?"

PS: Every Taoist sect that has been passed down in the world has its own unique splendor.

(End of this chapter)