Chapter 701 Must Slide (High Energy, Please Give Me a Monthly Pass)

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Li Banfeng and Xiao Lian were sitting and drinking tea.

He said with a straight face: "Tell me first, what did the salesman do in the wasteland last year?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Tell me first, why is my brother's leg so good?"

He looked unconvinced and said, "I'm just asking about superficial things, and you just ask about the key points. If you do it this way, I'll be at a disadvantage."

Li Banfeng refused to bargain: "This is not superficial. The salesman and I had many experiences in Suihuang, all related to the hidden secrets back then!"

When he mentioned the hidden secrets of that year, his face was not wide but he was very interested: "What secrets have been told, good brother, can you reveal a little bit? You tell me a little first, and I will tell you later. I will definitely not default on the debt."

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

Qing Qing, who had a small face and widened her eyes: "The exit of Suihuangyuan has been opened again?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Let's do it. I met Chuang Duanfa, Zhi Kaishan and Xing Baizuma there. The salesman met more. They are planning to attack Suihuangyuan together."

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

"Actually, we were all friends before. I always called Shan Chengjun a bastard. I was also friends with him.

He and Shu Wanjuan, these two bastards, deceived me, otherwise I wouldn't have suffered so much, and I wouldn't have been trapped even though I had a big face but not a big face. "

When he said this, his face was small and sad, and his temperament was hard to fathom.

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

But sometimes he has a child-like temperament. Whenever something sad happens, he can never hide it on his face.

Li Banfeng took advantage of the situation and asked, "Did these two people trick you into going to Neizhou?"

He nodded with a stern face: "We and the salesman fought away the saint, and we lived a good life in Puozhou. The salesman ran around, and I opened a factory with Lao Chuan."

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

He put a piece of charcoal into the tea stove with a little face and said with a little sadness: "I made a lot of money, but I also suffered a lot of grievances."

"What grievance have you suffered?"

"Old Train can make steam engines. His steam engines are the best in the entire Prozhou state. Some people say,

His steam engines are better than those in Nevada.

He makes all the steam engines in the factory, so I can be a lubricant. He still looks down on me and never lets me interfere in important processes. He always tells me to talk less and do more.

I was very angry. Later, several people from other states came to Prozhou. They had the technology of internal combustion engines.

I found this thing very useful, so I learned from them.

But there is no way to store oil here in Puluozhou. The old train told me not to waste my efforts and asked me to think of ways to make better lubricants!

I am a grand master, should I be a lubricant for the rest of my life? I made up my mind that I must research the internal combustion engine. "

Li Banfeng asked: "Have you researched it?"

His face was small and he was a little disappointed: "It's a little off, the oil is really hard to store. In order to get more oil, I changed one thing."

"What was changed?"

His face was small, his eyebrows twitched, and there was a hint of excitement, a bit of pride, and a bit of fear on his face:

"I changed myself."

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

"I transformed myself into an oil field, and the oil I produce can be stored for a long time.

Li Banfeng thought for a long time, but couldn't understand what kind of process this was: "When you talk about the oil field, do you mean it's a big face but not a big one?"

Faceless nodded and explained: "I divided myself into two halves. One half became Big Face and Little Face. He only had to do two things. One thing was to get bigger and keep getting bigger. The other thing was Oil comes out, oil keeps coming out.”

Li Banfeng stared, opened his mouth, and asked vaguely: "What about other things?"

"I'll do the other things myself. I still have half of it left, so I'm a small face but not a big one. That's me!"

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

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

Hearing this, his face became even more depressed: "It was a little bit worse, and then I was harmed by Shan Chengjun.

I was caught by Neizhou, and you know what happened next. I was trapped and suffered a lot. "

Li Banfeng taught the logic involved.

You hadn't made an internal combustion engine yet, but Neizhou caught you just because you had the means to make fuel? "

He was silent for a long time with a small face, and said in a low voice: "It's not all because of this."

"What's that for?"

The man with a small face suddenly looked at Li Banfeng, his eyes full of caution: "You just told me that the exit of Sui Wasteland was open, and you didn't say anything else. Why did you let me say so much?"

Li Banfeng felt a sense of danger, then he smiled and said, "Brother, what do you want to ask? As long as you know something, I will tell you."

He looked straight at Li Banfeng with a small face: "Didn't you say you have secrets about the salesman? I want to hear the secrets!

"The secret is-"

Said the salesman was injured?

This is not said easily.

Li Banfeng told Lian Bu Da that the salesman was blamed for his hair and wrist being broken.

He nodded with a stern face: "What you did was quite clever, but——"

When the conversation changed, the expression on his face became sinister again: "Can this be considered a secret? I will know about this kind of thing sooner or later!"

He has a small face and is very smart. It is not easy to deceive him.

What other secrets can be revealed to him? Li Banfeng was weighing it when he suddenly heard Zhong Er shouting in the yard: "Master, what is the texture of this oil?"

There was a bowl of oil placed in front of Zhong Er, which he made using his oil repair technique.

Xiaolian checked it out and said with a smile: "Good boy, you did a good job. You are more talented than Xiaoning!"

Upon hearing this, Bulb's son was not happy: "Master, he has just started, do you think he has talent?"

He shook his head with a stern face and said: "You can't just look at the level in front of you, Minghui, you should follow the master and learn hard.

When the salesman comes, I will get you some Huan Xiu medicine powder. If you learn both subjects together, you will be able to surpass your senior brother in less than a year and a half. "

Bulb's face turned red and his veins jumped.

He sneered with a straight face: "Aren't you convinced? If you don't have the talent, you just can't do it. Work hard on your own! Don't even think about practicing for fun. If you can't understand one craft, why are you still thinking about two?"

Li Banfeng quickly smoothed things over: "Brother, you teach oil cultivation, why do you always think about Huanxiu?"

Hearing this with a faceless face, he became frustrated again: "I have never enjoyed such a blessing, and I just want my disciples to enjoy this blessing."

Li Banfengyi: "What blessing do you mean?"

He said in a low voice, "It's the blessing of cultivating."

"Don't you have a daughter-in-law?" Li Banfeng said that he had a daughter-in-law, and his wife said he had a shameless face.

He lowered his head with a stern face: "It's better not to marry that wife. Forget it, let's not talk about her. Let's talk about confidential matters."

Li Banfeng followed him back to the main hall with a faceless face, and told what happened in Suihuangyuan as much as he could.

The face was not serious this time, he was thinking about some details: "It's not enough for you to tell Chu Shaoqiang and Gu Wuyan these things.

Chu Shaoqiang is from Neizhou. The local gods around him may not believe everything he says. But if Gu Wuyan is determined to follow you, the people around him may not believe his words either. "

Li Banfeng said: "I also contacted the newspaper, and when the matter was published in the newspaper, everyone believed it.'

He kept shaking his head with a small face: "There is not much use in reading newspapers. How many local gods can read newspapers?"

"It doesn't matter if they don't see it. If the matter spreads and reaches their ears, isn't it done?"

Even though he had a small face, he still felt something was wrong: "This matter cannot be explained in newspapers. In Puozhou, not many people know about Neizhou. No matter how carefully you explain it, they still can't understand it."

"Brother, do you have a better idea?"

He walked back and forth in the room with a small face and said to Li Banfeng: "This matter must be passed on orally, in words they can understand.

Do you know the person who helps? The gang members in Puozhou have always been the source of important information. Ask them to spread the news, and the local god will receive it soon. "

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

As for why the second grader was able to leave, he was not going to talk about it because he felt that he would suffer a big loss if he did.

Li Banfeng didn't ask any more questions and stood up to leave. He suddenly stopped him with a small face: "You're not crazy!"

Li Banfeng turned around, but his face didn't know how to call him that.

"Are you really not crazy?" He confirmed with a small face.

Li Banfeng puffed up his chest and said, "The doctor has seen it, I'm not crazy!"

He asked again with a stern face: "You are a traveling cultivator, but do you really like traveling cultivators?"

"I like it! I just like walking around!" Li Banfeng answered very affirmatively.

"But why do you have the aura of a homebody?"

Li Banfeng didn't speak for a long time. He was a little scared, and his small face always gave him some surprises.

"Brother, why can you smell the Qi of home cultivation?"

With a stern face, he did not explain: "Brother, if you don't like traveling as a travel practitioner, don't do it anymore. Your cultivation level is not low. If you continue to practice a Taoism that you don't like, you will become a madman."

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

"It's related!" he said with a non-serious face, "In Puozhou, do you know who has the highest martial arts talent?"

Li Banfeng thought for a while: "That must be Shan Chengjun, the founder of martial arts!"

"It's not him!" He shook his head with a faceless face, "It's his apprentice Ai Yeqing. Ai Yeqing's martial arts talent is the highest in Puluo Prefecture.

But Ai Yeqing didn't like martial arts. Shan Chengjun took a fancy to his talent and forced him to learn martial arts. But after studying for a lifetime, he couldn't compare to Shan Chengjun.

It's like a bearing without oil and no longer slipping, and it can't rotate. Ai Yeqing's cultivation level will no longer be high.

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

Li Banfeng found the way of talking without a big face very interesting. He liked to use oil to make metaphors.

"You mean, as long as you like it, the bearing will have oil?"

He nodded with a straight face and said, "Yes! Once it's oily, it will slip. If it slips, you won't be afraid. Brother, if you don't like Traveling, just tell me and I'll help you change it."

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

"Yes!" He answered with a slight face and was very sure.

When he said "reform", he probably meant "concurrently", right?

Li Banfeng said again: "My cultivation level is not low anymore, and I am no longer on the land.'

"I know!"

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

"I know this too!"

"Can this also be changed?"

"Yes!" Faceless looked around and lowered his voice, "Your cultivation level is definitely not as good as that of Lao Chuan, right?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "That's definitely not comparable."

He said with a straight face: "Every old train can be changed!"

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

He lowered his voice and said, "Old train doesn't like to study engineering. He wants to be a travel practitioner. But at that time, his cultivation level as an engineering student was very high, and he could no longer study as a travel practitioner at the same time.

I helped him and helped him slide over, so that he could take up traveling training at the same time. '

Li Banfeng thought for a long time, then smiled slightly and said: "That's it."

In fact, this is easy to understand. It is human nature to want to find some advantage in words after being bullied by the old train for too long.

His face was a bit anxious: "I didn't lie to you, I gave half of the old train's engineering repairs to the traveling repairmen.

The old train is not crazy. "

Was the engineering repair job given to the travel repair job?

Maybe it's because he doesn't have a big face and his cultivation level is too high, and he is somewhat crazy.

But he doesn't look like he's crazy.

Li Banfeng looked at the second grader: "Brother, you said you wanted him to take up the pleasure course as well, weren't you kidding?"

He answered very seriously with a small face: "How can that be a joke? If you don't believe me, just ask Lao Lian!

I told Lao Chuan that he should no longer study engineering and repair in the future, but he didn’t listen to me. He was reluctant to part with his good skills, but he didn’t like it in his heart. It was so grinding and unsmooth, and in the end he made himself crazy,

Cultivation is a grinding thing. You must find a Taoism that you like, otherwise the grind will get worse and worse. When you reach the fifth or sixth level, your body will be worn out. Therefore, it is especially difficult to advance up to the fifth and sixth levels.

When you reach the ninth level, the path of cultivation is too worn out. Even if you feel like it in your heart, your body can't bear it anymore and it will be worn out easily.

At this time, you have to reborn and change your body, so there is a saying that you must go to Neizhou for nine to ten, because Neizhou can give the cultivator a new body, and it can also give the cultivator a piece of land to support his body.

However, going to Neizhou is not the only way. There is oil that you can slide over. After you slide over, your body will change with your cultivation and become stronger, and you can continue to practice————”

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

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

His small cheeks kept trembling. He lowered his head and said, "I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously, and don't tell others."

"Yeah." Li Banfeng nodded.

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

He picked up the teacup with a straight face and said: "Brother, if nothing happens, then——

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

While walking on the road, Li Banfeng recalled his cheeky words word for word.

He knew why Neizhou was so embarrassed.

He knew why the salesman had to save Lian Bu Da.

Nine to ten is a disaster for all cultivators.

But it doesn't look big, and it can slide through if there is oil.

You must protect your face.

Li Banfeng ran back to his modest residence and handed a phone to the second grader.

Back at Xiaoyaowu, Li Banfeng found Qin Tianjiu and told him about the incident in Suihuang.

Xiaopang was very excited when he heard this: "Even the founder died at your hands, Brother Qi, I really admire you!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "That's because there is a salesman here."

"If you have a salesman to help you, don't you have a leader to help him? Brother Qi, I admire you so much. If I can win such a battle, I will be bragging about it for a lifetime!"

Li Banfeng said: "Go and blow it now, spread the word, and ask your disciples to help spread the word. Pick out the key points, and be sure to clarify the identities of the two people who broke the hair and opened the mountain."

"Don't worry, Seventh Brother! Not only our gang, but other gangs, as long as they give Sanying Clan some face, they can also help spread the word. It's just the gangs under He Jiaqing, I can't say anything about them——"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "He himself will say that we don't need to worry about this. How high is your cultivation now?"

Qin Tianjiu thought for a while and said: "I think there is a seventh floor, and the eighth floor is almost the same."

"What do you think?" Li Banfeng shook his head helplessly. This brother was still so confused, but after entering the wormhole, his cultivation level really skyrocketed.

Li Banfeng gave him a pair of deeds and told him the location of the land and the process of changing ownership.

"Go and get the territory. If you can carry it, carry it. If you don't understand anything, go to Ma Wu. If you can't carry it, go to Pan Dehai to help you carry it. I'm a favor here."

Qin Tianjiu knelt on the ground: "I can bear it, Brother Qi, I will never be able to repay you enough in my life——

"Get up and talk!" Li Banfeng pulled Xiaopang up, "I tell you, this matter is no small matter.

If you can't hold it back, you must speak up, and you can't stop pretending to be fat! "

Qin Tianjiu puffed up his chest and said, "Brother Qi, I am always fat!"

After sending Qin Tianjiu away, Li Banfeng called Luo Zhengnan: "Lao Luo, we have known each other for so long, and I never ask you about your cultivation level. How many levels are you at now?"

Luo Zhengnan replied: "I have earned a lot of good pills from Master Qi these years, so I won't hide it any more. My cultivation has reached the eighth level."

"The eighth floor is enough," Li Banfeng said. "I have obtained some new land deeds. I will leave the underground city affairs to my subordinates first. You can come back to take over a new piece of land and be the god of the land."

I brought so many people to the dungeon just to give them a chance to practice. Now it's time for them to try their skills.

Lao Luo didn't speak for a while, and when he spoke again, he choked with sobs: "Seventh Master, I, how can I be worthy of you?" If you are worthy, I have chosen a good land for you. "

Luo Zhengnan thanked him profusely: "Master Qi, I'll be there soon after I take care of the affairs in Tushi."

Lao Luo is always cautious in doing things, so this matter cannot be rushed.

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

"Brother, you gave me too much, I can't take it, and 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. If you feel the time is right, then come back to Green Water City to find me."

Li Banfeng called for Lu Chunying: "How high is your cultivation level?"

Lu Chunying lowered her head and said, "If I say fifth floor, that would be a bit of a boast——"

Li Banfeng covered his forehead: "I didn't give you less pills, did I?"

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

"Where is your mother's cultivation level?"

"Absolutely the same as me."

Li Banfeng did the math and found that two four-story buildings add up to eight floors————

No!

It would be a joke to let the two of them become local gods.

Li Banfeng said: "I will leave you two a piece of land in the new land. You can come and get it within two years.

If you can't catch it then, don't blame me for giving it to someone else. "

Lu Chunying nodded repeatedly and said: "Thank you, Seventh Brother. I will remember Seventh Brother's friendship in my heart. I will never forget Seventh Brother's kindness. Seventh Brother's kindness to my little sister——..."

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

After sending Lu Chunying away, Li Banfeng found Ma Wu and gave him a pair of deeds: "Li Haoyun's love can be repaid, and what about Zhang Xiuling? Does he count as one of our own?"

Ma Wu shook his head and said: "It's not like me, I guess I don't have anything to say to you."

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

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

Li Banfeng didn't believe it: "Real or false?"

Ma Wuyi smiled: "If you don't believe it, go find her tonight. In one night, you will definitely know the depth.

There is no need to gossip with her. "

"What's the depth?" Li Banfeng didn't understand, so he took another pair of deeds, "Over there with Zhang Xiuling, I'll go test it out later. I'll leave this pair of deeds to you. Do you think we have enough cultivation?" If you are counting, please give me a tug.”

Ma Wu took the contract and felt a little embarrassed: "There is really no brother among us who has enough cultivation. If we say that the one with such momentum is Jiang Mengting."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "Aren't you kidding me? Jiang Mengting has only been here for a few days?"

Ma Wudao: "Jiang Mengting is on the fourth level, you don't believe it, right? She has always felt that she is not worthy of you, and she practices hard every day. Today her voice is hoarse again."

Li Banfeng said: "I'm going to get some medicine and go see her later."

At dawn the next day, Li Banfeng returned to his home.

He gave Jiang Mengting medicine, and Jiang Mengting was more than half recovered from her illness. She insisted on singing to Li Banfeng.

From the singing, Li Banfeng could tell that Jiang Mengting was very tired and that she was working very hard, but practicing hard like this was not the answer.

Ma Wu found several teachers for her, but the teacher's cultivation level was not too high. Li Banfeng wanted to ask his wife for advice on how to practice, but he didn't know if she agreed.

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

Choosing these local gods is not to choose cronies for myself, but to choose future pillars for Puozhou.

Zhang Xiuling is a person who can shoulder the burden. Although she didn't have much contact with her, Li Banfeng decided to give her a pair of deeds.

Regarding the oil repair matter, Li Banfeng was thinking about whether he should discuss it with his wife, but 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, her face changed a lot, and she was waiting for Li Banfeng's evaluation.

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

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

Li Banfeng looked at it carefully, but still didn't notice any difference. His wife reminded him: "Ms. Yingying, look at how handsome 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 head of a gun, without flesh and blood.

"It's very beautiful!" Li Banfeng praised.

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

The record player said from the side: "My husband, please kiss Yingying, I won't be angry."

This is true, the record player is really not angry.

Ever since Hong Ying grew her face, she had been showing off her face all night at home. Although the whole family couldn't stand it, everyone praised Hong Ying for her beauty. Jiu'er was a little hesitant and had already been beaten by Hong Ying.

If Shichiro disliked her, she didn't know what kind of trouble she would cause today, and she was afraid that even the record player wouldn't be able to suppress her.

However, from the perspective of the old teapot, this face is actually quite difficult to kiss. He said slowly: "I'm older————"

Hong Ying said angrily: "Where are you going?"

The old teapot did not dare to move.

Li Banfeng did not hesitate at all and kissed Hong Ying on the face.

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

Hong Ying's cheeks were red and her fingertips trembled.

Gloves praised: "Boss, good job!"

Projector exclaimed: "This can be regarded as an art!"

Tang Dao sighed: "The master is extraordinary, he can even eat this!"

Hong Ying grabbed Tang Dao: "This knife has been used for a long time and has become blunt. It's better to go back to the furnace and refine it again!"

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