The lady ate Hua Manchun's soul and walked around the room several times, slowly digesting the food.
The rest of the family members came to the table one after another. They had the top-quality ingredients from the local gods, but they were a little inferior to the pure-blooded Neizhou people. Everyone did not fight over anything and ate in harmony.
Li Banfeng walked to his wife and kissed the loud speaker: "My dear wife, today is the day to fulfill the promise I made before."
The record player pretended not to know: "What did the little slave promise my husband? To give birth to a child for him?"
"Can it really be born?" Li Banfeng touched the record player.
The record player was laughing so hard that he was panting: "Husband, please stop making trouble. Let's talk about how you are learning the technique first."
Li Banfeng straightened his chest and said, "When I use the shadow-hanging technique, I can also use the wind-riding and cloud-riding technique. My technique has been practiced to this level. My lady should be satisfied, right?"
Hong Ying put down her chopsticks and said, "Qi Lang, have you learned to ride the wind and clouds? You are truly gifted!"
"I borrowed it from Yingying," Li Banfeng signaled Hongying to be more low-key, and turned to his wife and said, "My dear wife, the two Yunshang techniques can be used together. Your husband has indeed laid a solid foundation. You should also take me to the second floor."
"Words are not enough, sir, show me your skills."
"Okay!" Li Banfeng concentrated his mind and used the technique of hanging shadow first.
After a while, the shadow didn't appear.
The record player sighed, "My husband, is this considered solid learning?"
Li Banfeng also felt strange. The technique of hanging shadows was something he had practiced specially and he had used it quite a lot recently. He was not nervous or flustered in front of his wife. How come he suddenly couldn't use it?
Is there something wrong with Shadow?
With the help of candlelight, Li Banfeng looked down and found that he had no shadow.
Where is the shadow?
Broken and still in the swamp.
Li Banfeng was shocked and rushed out of his residence. He looked around but did not see his own shadow.
Where did this guy go?
Could it be that he was angry for a moment and went wandering alone?
Li Banfeng repeatedly used the technique, releasing and retracting, trying to call back the shadow.
After trying three times in succession, a bubble emerged from the mud and the shadow responded.
He has been soaking in the mud for a long time.
Li Banfeng dug in the mud for a long time and saw a dark arm. He grabbed the arm and pulled the shadow covered in mud out and brought it back to his feet.
When he returned to Suishenju, Li Banfeng heard bursts of roars in his ears. Shadow was like a madman, arguing with Li Banfeng endlessly.
Li Banfeng was also a little annoyed and was ready to call Shadow out for a fight, but the record player quickly advised him, "My husband, you are wrong this time. You can't just throw your own shadow away.
The shadow is connected to my husband's soul. If it is infected with poison, disease or skills outside, my husband will be implicated when it is retrieved."
Li Banfeng snorted and said, "Then just don't recycle it."
"Don't say such angry words. If you don't take back your shadow, the technique of hanging the figure and the shadow will be useless. If the shadow is unbridled, it will be a disaster for you in the future."
What the lady said made sense. Li Banfeng comforted Yingzi and waited for about ten minutes. Yingzi calmed down and began to cooperate with Li Banfeng to demonstrate his techniques.
Li Banfeng first used the technique of hanging shadow to release his shadow, and then used the technique of riding the wind and clouds to make himself fly.
The first time he flew too hard, Li Banfeng's head hit the ceiling. Hong Ying said, "Qilang, change your mindset. Don't always think about flying high into the sky. Just think about riding the wind.
The breeze is right under your feet, and think of it as a breeze, not a gale or a whirlwind, and you can control the direction and strength of the wind——"
Under Hong Ying's guidance, Li Banfeng flew more and more steadily, from the main room to the twelfth room, and then back from the twelfth room.
Shadow sat aside reading the newspaper, completely unaffected by Li Banfeng.
The wife exclaimed: "My husband has truly learned the technique this time. Take half a Xuan Yun Pill first to stabilize your body and rest for a while. I will take you to the next level."
The record player fed half a pill into Li Banfeng's mouth, then fetched a glass of water and helped Li Banfeng take the medicine.
Since Li Banfeng arrived in the clouds, half a pill of Xuanyun Dan is the largest dose Li Banfeng has ever taken.
After taking the pill, Li Banfeng felt a chill rolling in his bones, and his whole body shivered.
"My lady, when I took the pills before, I always felt a slight heat in my body. Why is it so cold this time?"
"Because the pills were a little too much, the heat made my husband feel cold. My husband was too eager to get promoted.
My physical strength is far behind my cultivation, so I can only resort to this last resort, using elixirs to forcibly replenish myself. Don't be afraid, my dear, I will protect you and you will get through this stage."
The hot and humid steam came, and the wife took Li Banfeng into the warm trumpet-shaped mouth.
The cold air gradually dissipated, and Li Banfeng vaguely heard some sounds in his ears.
"The paint on my body has fallen off, and I don't know when I can get it replaced."
"There's a ball of dust in my stomach, and I can't wipe it off every time. It makes me itch badly."
"It's just a piece of rust, but it has to grow right under my nose. It would be fine if I couldn't see it, but when I see it, I feel sad."
Who is talking here?
Could it be the passengers of unknown origin living in the Suimizu Residence?
Li Banfeng has always been wary of the passengers in each room in his residence, including the girl in the fifth room, the fortune teller in the eighth room, the suspected peeping man in the seventh room, and the mysterious woman in the ninth room.
Especially the mysterious woman in the ninth room, Li Banfeng was almost cheated by her.
Why are they all talking in my ear?
What does the ash in the stomach and the rust under the eyelids mean?
The whispers became more and more frequent, making Li Banfeng dizzy.
After more than an hour, the noise gradually faded away, and the lady's gentle singing made Li Banfeng gradually return to normal.
"Winter is here and the snow is everywhere. My husband is anxious and I am worried. I have a lot of treasures at home, but I must not forget my love for you. A skill is a pillar of support."
The last sentence is different.
In the past, we would add another room for the official.
Li Banfeng pulled it out of the speaker and asked the record player, "A skill is a pillar of society. What does this mean? Didn't you add another room to your family this time?"
"Of course the house has been expanded, but you must know the importance of this technique, my husband.
This is a fundamental skill for home improvement, my husband must not be perfunctory in the slightest."
"What is the skill of a pillar?"
The record player explained, "It is the most important skill in Taoism. If you can master the skill of counting the treasures of the house, it will be like you have taken up the main pillar of the house repair.
If you fail to learn it, or fail to learn it well and fail to take up the responsibility, your luck in cultivating a skill at home will end here. No matter how you cultivate in the future, your cultivation will stop at the second level and will not improve any further. "
Li Banfeng was surprised: "There is such an important technique in home cultivation?"
The record player said, "Not only the home cultivation, every sect has its own pillar skills."
"Does Travel Repair have one too?"
Hong Ying said: "Yes, a skill that can bring about a sudden change is a skill that can be used as a pillar of society."
Li Banfeng carefully recalled the process of learning how to ride a rickshaw. When he first got started, he relied on the guidance of the rickshaw driver. Li Banfeng learned the steps of a rickshaw, which gave him amazing endurance.
But the train master looked down on the rickshaw step and taught Li Banfeng the train step in Mengqian Tower. From then on, he was able to travel by horseback, step on thousands of rivers, cut paths and make roads without hindrance. All kinds of skills have been greatly improved. This should be the influence of the skills of a pillar of society on cultivation.
"Why did Ryushuu's pillar skill come out so early?"
The record player said, "Each sect has its own path. The pillars of the Taoist practice came out early, and practitioners use them a lot. It seems that they have learned well, but using a lot and using them correctly are two different things. When you first enter the Taoist sect, you don't know much about the essence of the Taoist sect, and you may go the wrong way. If you go the wrong way, no matter how hard you work, it will be useless."
Hong Ying snorted, seeming to disagree with what the record player said.
The record player ignored Hong Ying and continued to instruct Li Banfeng: "The main skills of home cultivation came out late, but my husband has already known a lot about the Taoist principles of home cultivation. As long as he practices diligently, he should not go astray.
It's just that my husband is too impatient. When he was still at the beginning of his cultivation, he was a little perfunctory in learning the techniques. The three techniques of Golden Clear Autumn Hair, Hundred Tastes Delicate, and Insight into Spiritual Sound were given to him by my little slave, and my husband is quite proficient in using them.
My husband often uses these five techniques: eager to go home, kind-hearted people, a large and deep courtyard, closed doors and windows, and a peaceful and happy life.
The skill of hiding a beautiful woman in a golden house is not good enough for my husband. He can still fight by being a melon man occasionally. As for the skill of hanging with shadows, my husband has just learned the basics. As for the skill of expanding territory, it is not as good as hiding a beautiful woman in a golden house. My husband has not even learned the basics.
You still need to study the previous techniques more, but you must not just deal with the skills that Jiazhen has learned, otherwise I really won’t be able to help you improve your skills.”
Li Banfeng did not dare to neglect and asked seriously: "How do you use this technique?"
"Jiazhen, refers to the treasures of the family. Keep the treasures of the family at the top of your heart and count them one by one.
When facing an enemy, take out all your treasures and use them as your left and right arms. This is the essence of keeping your treasures to yourself."
Li Banfeng smiled and said, "Do I need to learn this technique? I count our babies every day. They are my left and right arms in every battle!"
Gloves hugged his shoulders, shook his index finger and said, "The boss treats us as his brothers. When we go into battle, we are never vague. We live and die together because of this friendship. Our boss has already taken up the responsibility of supporting this gate!"
The record player laughed and said to the gloves, "You are really good at talking, no wonder your husband dotes on you so much. Jiazhen is not just talking about you, all the other things in the house are treasures.
Once upon a time, a martial arts master entered the courtyard of the house cultivator and fought with him. The martial arts master's cultivation was far superior to that of the house cultivator, and no matter what weapons fell into the hands of the martial arts master, they were all top-grade weapons.
But Wu Xiu never expected that in this house cultivator's yard, all the objects could not be turned into weapons in his hands, and all the objects did not help this martial artist.
This home cultivator used the debris piled up on the ground in the yard to seriously injure the martial artist. This was an example of Jia Zhen's self-counting skills.
If you want to learn this technique, you can't focus on magic weapons and spiritual objects at the beginning. You must first find an ordinary object at home and communicate with it to see if there can be any resonance between them. "
The most common object?
"What would be suitable?"
The record player reminded her, "The longer an item is placed in the house, the easier it is for it to become a treasure. An item that your husband loves from the bottom of his heart can also become a treasure."
One is that the time is objectively long, and the other is that I like it subjectively.
Li Banfeng looked around and saw his shovel first.
This shovel and sickle were purchased together. The sickle became spiritual and became a magic weapon, but this iron shovel is still just a shovel.
Although it has no spirituality, this shovel has been with Li Banfeng for quite a while and has experienced many fierce battles. In the first battle on Kuwu Mountain, the shovel had made great contributions and also played a great role in breaking the Death Star's Death Formation.
Whether it's opening a brain or digging in the soil, this key has never failed at the critical moment. Count the treasures at home,
This shovel definitely ranks top.
Li Banfeng placed the shovel in front of him and began to have an in-depth communication with the shovel.
After communicating for an hour, Shovel did not respond.
Li Banfeng touched the shovel and sighed, "You are still a little introverted."
After putting away the shovel, Li Banfeng looked at the feather duster.
He had the habit of collecting feather dusters, and there was one feather duster that he used the most when he was in Lanyang Village.
Bought it from a peddler.
This feather duster is made of fine materials. The feathers are bright, soft and dense. The wooden pole is also quite tough. It can be used as a weapon in battle and can withstand swords and axes. It can be used for household chores and can sweep away all the dust. You can also wear it when dancing in social occasions.
It is not at all undignified, and it is definitely right to treat it as a family treasure.
Li Banfeng stared at the feather duster for two hours, but the feather duster did not respond.
What's the problem this time?
Is the feather duster also introverted?
Changing the object to look at, Li Banfeng looked at the iron ruler, the mandarin duck axe, and the fake beard he usually put on his face...
After looking at the belongings he carried with him for several hours, Li Banfeng lay down on the bed with bloodshot eyes.
This technique is too difficult to learn.
The record player comforted Li Banfeng, "My husband, don't rush. You are still a long way from your next promotion, and you still have plenty of time to study the techniques."
Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "This is not something that can be studied. I haven't even grasped the path of the technique.
The record player gently rubbed Li Banfeng's forehead with a ball of steam: "This is my fault. I didn't explain the key points clearly. I will think about it carefully and see if there is any way to help my husband find the trick."
Li Banfeng held the record player and said, "My wife has explained it clearly enough. It is my own lack of understanding."
"My dear, please don't say such discouraging words. This technique is indeed not easy to learn."
After his wife's words of comfort, Li Banfeng regained his confidence and searched around the house for treasures.
After searching for a while, Li Banfeng seemed to understand something.
Shovel, feather duster, fake beard - these things really please Li Banfeng, but these things are usually carried with him by Li Banfeng and they don't stay in his house for long.
Which item is usually kept in your home?
Li Banfeng's gaze rested on the corner of the main room, where a vase was placed.
At that time, Li Banfeng blew up the Xianle Dance Hall of Jiang Xiangbang in Yaowanggou and took this vase from the dance hall.
He had no intention of growing flowers, he only put a feather duster in the vase. Although many years had passed and he had not paid much attention to it, when he thought about it carefully, this vase had been in his house for quite some time.
Li Banfeng stared at the vase for an hour, his eyes became bloodshot and his scalp felt numb.
The record player advised, "My dear husband, don't rush. Take a break first..."
There was a gust of wind, and the vase slowly left the ground and floated in the air.
The record player was surprised and said, "My husband is so talented, he has found the way!"
Hong Ying was also startled, and turned back from the dressing table and asked, "Have you found the door?"
Li Banfeng waved at the vase and said, "Come, girl, sit next to me."
"Girl?" The record player listened for a moment with its insightful voice, but did not hear any movement of the vase, nor did it know why Li Banfeng called it girl.
The vase hovered in the same place and did not fly close to Li Banfeng, as if it did not trust Li Banfeng very much.
Li Banfeng picked up a feather duster and walked over. Hua Ping was afraid that he would be beaten, so he quickly hid aside.
"Don't be afraid. There is a ball of dust in your stomach that makes you itchy, but you can't clean it out, right? Don't be afraid.
I'll help you sweep."
Hua Ping was skeptical, and was gently embraced by Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng held the vase and gently put the feather duster in. After stirring it for a while, a cloud of dust was swept out by Li Banfeng.
"It doesn't itch anymore, does it?"
The vase flew in the air, with its mouth facing Li Banfeng, as if expressing gratitude.
"Are you feeling any discomfort? I'll help you clean it up."
Before he could finish his words, the vase rushed towards Li Banfeng and the mouth of the vase was put on Li Banfeng's head.
The record player was startled at first, then sensed kindness in the vase.
"My husband, I have learned it!"
"Hahaha!" Li Banfeng laughed muffledly in the vase.
The family members were all happy. The gloved hand shook his index finger and said, "Our boss is a strong-willed person. No matter how difficult the technique is, he will definitely learn it if he grits his teeth!"
The projector exclaimed: "This is art, art written with perseverance and persistence!"
Tang Dao was still in excitement: "The edge of a sword comes from the grindstone, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. My lord is ambitious, courageous, and resolute, and he has taken up this important task!"
The family admired it for more than ten minutes, but then they saw Li Banfeng holding the vase and trying desperately to tear it down.
The teapot was stunned and asked, "What kind of technique is this?"
The record player shouted, "That's not a trick. There's no air in it. Help me pull it out quickly. Don't suffocate me!"
Hong Ying drew her sword and said, "I'll just chop the bottle into pieces. It won't hurt Qilang at all."
Li Banfeng shouted in a muffled voice: "You can't cut it! This is our treasure!"
PS: You should count your own treasures among your own children, and you should love your own babies even more.
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