Chapter 354: Seventh Level of Travel and Cultivation Skills

Luo Zhengnan sorted out his thoughts, sorted out a clue, and went to find Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was drinking with Ma Wu. When he saw Ma Wu, Luo Zhengnan was a little embarrassed, but Ma Wu was not embarrassed at all.

He was a man who had no objection to people from the underworld. The most important thing was that Luo Zhengnan was brought by Li Banfeng. Although such a person came from a place like Jiang Xiang Gang, he was absolutely reliable.

"Brother Luo, have a drink. You are the first to do this last night."

Luo Zhengnan was stunned: "What happened last night?"

Li Banfeng lowered his voice and said: "What happened in his bed last night."

Luo Zhengnan had heard of Ma Junyang's reputation.

How could I be the first to do what happened in his bed?

Luo Zhengnan was a little nervous and kept a certain distance from Ma Wu. He said to Li Banfeng: "Seventh Master, I have sorted out some things..."

Halfway through his words, Luo Zhengnan looked outside the door of the box.

Through a door, everyone heard the sound of sweeping the floor.

Ma Wu pointed upstairs, signaling Li Banfeng and Luo Zhengnan to go out of the secret door of the box and talk somewhere else.

He opened the main door of the box, called the sweeper in, and asked him to clean the box carefully.

"Sweep it clean," Ma Wu deliberately gave the sweeper a piece of Huanguo banknotes, staring at the sweeper, "There will be an important guest later, please give me some snacks."

The sweeper was very anxious. He saw Li Qi bringing a stranger back to Xiaoyaowu, but he didn't know this person, and he didn't know whether he should report to Wan Jinxian.

Now he couldn't find Li Qi, and Ma Wu was still watching him, so he could only take the broom and clean obediently.

...

When he got upstairs, Luo Zhengnan told Li Banfeng the whole clue: "Seventh Master, do you know that there is a saint in Bitch Hill?"

"I've heard of it." Li Banfeng didn't say that he had been to Bitch Hill.

"Do you know the identity of this saint?"

Li Banfeng shook his head.

"Just now I heard He Jiaqing talking to that woman. That saint seemed to be an emperor."

Li Banfeng was startled: "Which dynasty is he from?"

Luo Zhengnan shook his head and said: "I can't tell you clearly. To be honest, I have investigated this saint for a long time. This saint has close contacts with Jiang Xiangbang."

"Are you talking about human trafficking?" Li Banfeng also knew about this. "Those who can sell people to Jierengang must have special connections."

"No connections!" Luo Zhengnan waved his hand and said, "All the halls of Jiang Xiangbang do this. This is their livelihood. Many halls are in a bad state, and they rely on this to survive.

Jierengang pays a lot of money. If you are lucky, you can get some elixirs from the saint. Because I have a rule, Yaowangtang is not allowed to do the business of human trafficking. My brothers under me There are many complaints about this matter.

If you have been to Jierengang, you will know what the situation is. If it were me, I would rather stay in Kucaizhuang than go to Jierengang.

The people there live too hard. People work hard for their livelihood all year round and have no time to get married and have children. The population of Jierengang has been decreasing year by year. They all rely on Jiang Xiangbang to support them. "

Li Banfeng thought of Xiao Zhenggong: "It seems that the leader of Jiang Xiangbang also has contacts with this saint."

"It is inevitable that there are contacts. According to the clues I investigated, it is because of the relationship with the saint that Xiao Zhenggong became a balancer."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "What is a balancer?"

"There are people with special identities between Waizhou and Prozhou. I haven't found out what is special about them."

The saint is the emperor.

Xiao Zhenggong is a balancer.

The saint is now recruiting He Jiaqing. Will He Jiaqing join forces with the saint?

I am afraid this matter is beyond his control.

…

Back at Suishenju, Li Banfeng came to Hong Ying with a gloomy face.

“Follow me!” Li Banfeng shouted, and Hong Ying followed him obediently.

The record player was startled and asked others: "What did Hong Ying do wrong? Why is the husband so angry?"

Meng De said on the wall: "Ms. Hong has always had a bad temper. The master must have tolerated her for too long. Today, the family law will be used."

The record player smiled and said: "It's better to beat her. She should have been killed!"

Thinking about it, the record player was a little skeptical: "Can the husband beat her?"

Meng De said: "With the wife here, how dare Miss Hong fight back."

...

The two went to the seventh room. Li Banfeng moved Honglian out and said seriously: "How do I treat you?"

Hong Ying lowered her head and said: "Qi Lang treats me well."

"There is still a piece of Lin Dexing's flesh and blood left. The gloves hid it for you. I already know about this. You can eat it."

Hong Ying shook her head and said: "I won't eat that. Qi Lang promised me that he would not force me to eat it."

"My wife has eaten it, and you don't eat it. Is it appropriate?"

"Anyway, I won't eat it!" Hong Ying became stubborn.

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Forget it, let's put this aside for now. I met a strong enemy who is a ninth-level cultivator. Before fighting him, I must know his techniques. I don't need to talk about the first six levels. I know all these techniques. Tell me about the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels."

It's too troublesome to ask layer by layer.

Especially for high-level techniques, very few people know them, and they are unwilling to reveal them.

Take this opportunity to ask all the techniques.

Li Banfeng knows that he is a little greedy, but he believes that he can control himself and will definitely not learn techniques across levels.

It is highly likely that he will not learn across levels.

At most, he will study the techniques of high-level techniques and practice them occasionally. This should, most likely, not be considered learning techniques across levels.

"Qilang, you want to ask about traveling skills?" Hong Ying was a little embarrassed.

"Let's go find my wife and eat Lin Dexing's flesh and blood in front of her."

"No, I said, practicing the seventh-level skills while traveling means going your own way."

"How to use this technique?"

"It must be coordinated with the first-level skills. The first-level skills of traveling are the foundation. All skills are inseparable from the first-level skills.

Watching flowers on horseback corresponds to wind on flat ground, which means you have to walk fast, and going your own way corresponds to seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, and walking in the opposite direction. "

Li Banfeng was confused: "What do you mean by walking in the opposite direction? Could it be that you are going to a dangerous place?"

Hong Ying nodded her gun and said, "You have to go to a dangerous place. As long as you use the power of one's own will, the more dangerous the place, the more powerful your combat power will be."

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said: "There is a ninth-level cultivator in front of me. If I rush up, won't I die?"

Hong Ying was stunned for a moment and asked Li Banfeng: "What do you mean by rushing up? You are not a traveling cultivator."

"Yes, I'm not a traveling cultivator," Li Banfeng said calmly, "I just put myself in the perspective of a traveling cultivator and think about it!"

Hong Ying replied: "This is indeed the truth. If you are a seventh-level traveling cultivator and encounter a ninth-level cultivator, if you use the skill of going your own way, you should rush up.

Of course, the chance of winning is very slim if you rush up, but if you can't escape, insisting on going your own way is also an option. After rushing up, your combat power will approach the eighth floor. If the situation is extremely dangerous, your combat power may even exceed the eighth floor, which is the same as the ninth floor. Those who practice may have the strength to give it a try. "

This is a life-threatening technique.

Li Banfeng said: "According to what you said, the traveling cultivators on the seventh floor are in a desperate situation and may risk their lives at any time."

Hong Ying shook her gun and said, "That's not true. Among them..."

When it comes to the key points of technique, Hong Ying doesn’t want to talk about it.

All practitioners want to protect their skills, especially high-level skills.

Li Banfeng sighed softly and said: "That's all, let's go eat meat!"

"Shichiro~spare me~"

Hong Ying was not as coquettish as a lady, and Li Banfeng felt stiff even when she said a few words.

It's impossible to be soft-hearted. If she doesn't make it clear, she will never be spared.

Hong Ying had no choice but to tell the key: "Seventh level skills cannot be used when seriously injured. Seventh level skills have extremely strict requirements on the body. When the body is damaged, the skills cannot be used."

You can't wait until you are seriously injured before using it, which means that when the battle begins, you must make up your mind to fight for your life.

This technique is a test for people.

"What is the key to the technique?"

"Courage, the courage to go to dangerous places, Shichiro, if your powerful enemy doesn't care about his life or life and death, and just rushes in front of you, you should pay attention.

He may have used seven levels of skills. If he has nine levels of cultivation, he may have reached the tenth level of combat power. You must avoid his sharp edges and do not engage in a head-on battle with him. "

Hong Ying has a good attitude.

Li Banfeng asked: "Where are the eighth-level skills?"

Hong Ying rubbed her hands and was about to answer when she suddenly heard the record player shouting from outside: "Hey, sir, what does this smell like? Why is there still a piece of meat in these three rooms!"

The portable Curie instantly became quiet.

Hong Ying held Li Banfeng's hand, her palms full of sweat.

A group of magic weapons couldn't bear the questioning, and Tang Dao was the first to speak: "The gloves can hide the flesh, and the third room stinks so bad that I won't even go to bed."

The lady turned to the gauntlet and asked, "Are you hiding it because you don't want to eat meat?"

"I ate it, I really ate it. This piece of meat is not mine!" Gloves defended, "This piece of meat belongs to Miss Hong. She asked me to hide it!"

In fact, this matter was authorized by Li Banfeng, but at this time, Gloves must not sell the owner.

Hong Ying was frightened, and the record player shouted: "Bitch, get out!"

Hong Ying walked out tremblingly. No matter how much hatred she had with the record player, she was really scared when something happened.

Li Banfeng comforted him by saying, "Madam, this piece of meat has been stored for so long, and the taste is a bit strong. Hong Ying really can't eat it, so please give it to Hong Lian."

Hong Lian was covered with dew. She wanted to spit on Li Banfeng, but she held back.

The record player really didn’t argue with Hong Ying: “Since my husband is interceding for you, I will spare you this time. My husband, I have suffered too much in the past two days. I need to recuperate for a few days. After I recover, I should take my husband with me.” We're on the seventh floor.

Have you ever asked anyone about the seven-level home repair skills these days? "

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Do you still need to ask this? I'll just wait until my wife gives me some advice!"

"Hey, Mr. Xian, I know that Mr. Xian can be trusted more than the slave. Please don't go out to inquire randomly. It's taboo to learn skills across different levels, as it may lead to someone's death."

Li Banfeng waved his hands and said, "How can I do that?"

"Hey, sir, you're a bit impatient. I'm really worried about you. Sir, please remember, let's learn the skills of the seventh floor and don't worry about other places."

"Yeah." Li Banfeng agreed and left the home.

Hong Ying stood next to the record player.

The record player asked: "What did you just do with your husband?"

Hong Ying hurriedly replied: "I didn't do anything, we are innocent!"

"You are so innocent!" the record player said through gritted teeth, "If it weren't for my husband, I would have beaten you to death, you bitch!"

Hong Ying snorted coldly and still stood beside the record player.

The jukebox turned to look at Honglian: "And you bitch, have you been refining this wave of elixirs for too long?"

…

Two days later, Luo Zhengnan received another message: "The disciple of the saint is called Zhong Huai'en. He asked He Jiaqing to meet him. He Jiaqing asked the woman to go to the appointment at 7 o'clock tomorrow night at the Hetang Teahouse."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "They really want to cooperate. Let's go and join in the fun."

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