Lord of Puluo

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

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

He is a person from all over the world and has no resistance to people in the world. The most important thing is that Luo Zhengnan was brought by Li Banfeng. Even if such a person comes from a place like Jiang Xiangbang, he is absolutely reliable.

"Brother Luo, have a glass of wine and take credit for what happened last night."

Luo Zhengnan was startled: "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 can what happened to him in bed be considered my fault?

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

Halfway through speaking, Luo Zhengnan looked outside the box door.

Through a door, everyone heard the sound of sweeping.

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

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

"Sweep it clean," Ma Wu specially gave the sweeper a Huan Guo note and kept staring at the sweeper. "There will be important guests later. You can 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 didn't know whether he should report it to Wan Jinxian.

Now that he couldn't find Li Qi and Ma Wu was still watching, he could only hold the broom and clean it obediently.

…

When they got upstairs, Luo Zhengnan told Li Banfeng the entire clue: "Master Qi, do you know there is a saint in Bitch Hill?"

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

"Do you know the identity of this saint?"

Li Banfeng shook his head.

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

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

Luo Zhengnan shook his head and said, "I can't explain this clearly. To be honest, I have been researching this saint for a long time. This saint has a close relationship with Jiang Xianggang."

"Are you talking about human abduction?" Li Banfeng also knew about this. "Those who can sell people to the Bitch Gang must have special connections."

"No need for connections!" Luo Zhengnan waved his hand and said, "All the gangs in the Jiangxiang Gang do this. This is their livelihood. Many gangs are in a recession, so this is the only way to survive.

The bitch post gives me a lot of money. If I'm lucky, I can get some elixirs from the saint. Because I have rules, Yaowangtang is not allowed to do business with Renyazi. The brothers under me have a lot of complaints about this matter. ,

If you have been to Bitch Gang, you will know what the situation is like. If it were me, I would rather stay at Kucaizhuang than go to Bitch Gang.

The life of the people there was too uncomfortable. People were running around for a living all year round and did not care about getting married and having children. The population of Bitch Gang was decreasing year by year, and they all relied on Jiang Xiang to support them. "

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

"There are bound to be contacts. According to the clues I investigated, it is precisely because of the relationship with the saint that Xiao Zhenggong became a balancer."

Li Banfeng was startled: "What is a balance person?"

"There are people with special status between Waizhou and Puzhou. I haven't found out what exactly they are."

The saint is the emperor.

Xiao Zhenggong is a balanced person.

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

I'm afraid this matter is out of his control.

…

Back at his home, Li Banfeng came to Hong Ying's side with a gloomy face.

"Follow me!" Li Banfeng yelled, and Hong Ying followed behind, obediently.

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

Meng De said on the wall: "Miss Hong has always had a bad temper. The master must have tolerated her for too long, and today he will take action against her."

The record player laughed and said: "It's okay to give her a beating, I should have killed her arrogance long ago!"

After a second thought, the record player became a little doubtful: "Can my husband beat her?"

Meng De said: "With Madam here, how can Miss Hong dare to fight back?"

…

When the two of them arrived at the seventh room, Li Banfeng moved Honglian out and said seriously, "How do I treat you?"

Hong Ying lowered her head and said, "Qilang treats me very well."

"There is still a piece of Lin Dexing's flesh and blood left, and the gloves are hiding it for you. I already know this, so you can eat it."

Hong Ying shook her head and said: "That is something I won't eat. Qi Lang promised me not to force me to eat it."

"My wife has eaten everything, but you don't want to eat it. Is it appropriate?"

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

Li Banfeng sighed and said: "Forget it, let's put this matter aside for the moment. I met a powerful traveling cultivator with a ninth-level cultivation. Before fighting him, I had to know his techniques. There is no need to talk about the first six levels. I already know all the techniques, please tell me about the seventh, eighth, ninth and third level techniques."

It’s too troublesome to ask layer by layer.

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

Take this opportunity to ask about all the techniques.

Li Banfeng knew that he was a bit greedy, but he believed that he could control it and would not learn skills across levels.

Most likely you won’t learn across layers.

At most, it is to study the techniques of high-level techniques and practice them occasionally. This should, with a high probability, not count as cross-level learning techniques.

"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 chances of winning are 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: "You cannot use the seventh-level skills when you are seriously injured. The 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, Qilang, if your strong enemy doesn't care about his life or life and death, and just rushes in front of you, you have to 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 yelled: "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 care about 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 little 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, and he made an appointment with He Jiaqing. He Jiaqing asked the woman to keep the appointment at the Lotus Pond Tea House at seven o'clock tomorrow night."

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

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