The rich man shook his head: "I can't stay here. I won't say much, I'll be happy to practice!"

The peddler said: "I can remind you that you should practice the level of cultivation and get ten times a day, and you must not interrupt it in one day. You must persist for two months so that you can get to the first level."

Ten times a day?

Li Banfeng was dumbfounded!

What is this to do?

Not the kind of thing I thought, is it?

Two months, ten times a day!

This rich young man is so tough!

"I understand the rules!" The rich man asked his subordinates to bring 50,000 Huanguo money and handed it to the peddler. The peddler collected the money and wrapped a bag of medicine powder to the rich man.

A follower said beside him: "Young master, apply it on the peach, this medicine really hurts!"

The rich man snorted: "Who do you think I am?"

The rich man untied the hole in his collar and patted the powder on his chest.

As soon as the medicine powder was filled with the meat, the rich man's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground.

Several followers behind him came forward to support him, and the rich man waved his hand: "No need for you, I can stand."

He stumbled under the tree and sat next to Li Banfeng. Although he was sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Li Banfeng was really puzzled: "Two friends, since this medicine hurts so much, why don't you wait to go home before applying the medicine? There is someone around you to take care of it."

Xiaopang recovered a lot. Seeing someone more ignorant than him, his sense of superiority instantly burst into tears and couldn't help laughing:

"How come you don't know anything? This is the rule of a peddler.

You bought the entry-level medicine from the peddler, and you must use it in front of the peddler. There will be no abnormality within half an hour before you can leave. Otherwise, if something happens, the peddler will not be responsible."

The rich man looked at Li Banfeng's clothes and endured the pain and asked, "My friend, you don't seem to be the one with us?"

Xiaopang looked at it and wondered: "Did you get off the train? I heard that those who got off the train were all from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm!"

The rich man shook his head and said, "It's not the Nine Heavens Fairy Realm, but I'm from another state. I haven't been to another state, but someone in my family has been to it.

My surname is Ma, and I rank fifth at home. My acquaintance calls me Ma Wu. I wonder what the two of them are called?"

This young master has a wealthy family but has no airs.

Xiaopang clasped his fists and said, "My surname is Qin, and I am the ninth one at home. All my acquaintances call me Qin Xiaopang."

Qin Xiaopang?

Does this have anything to do with the ranking of the ninth?

Li Banfeng said: "My surname is Li, and I am the seventh one at home. All my acquaintances call me Li Qi."

"Five seventy-nine?" Ma Wu was stunned for a moment.

Qin Xiaopang smiled: "The odd number with numbers is also considered a fate!"

Perhaps he really fell in love with this fate, so Ma Wu took the initiative to talk: "Brother Li, I wonder which Taoist sect you chose?"

"Daomen?" Li Banfeng didn't understand very much.

Ma Wu was stunned for a moment, and then understood Li Banfeng's confusion: "I remember that in other states, it is not called the path of practice as a Taoist sect, it should be called a profession, nor is it called a cultivator, it should be called a dark energy."

Dark power!

Li Banfeng has heard of this concept. Those who pursue him in the Dark Star Bureau are all dark energy figures.

That big-eyed man can get oil all over his body. What is his profession?

It should be a food repair?

I must have eaten a lot of oil in advance, so I can get oil from my body.

He Jiaqing is probably also a dark-powered person.

If he can monitor remotely, what is his profession?

It turns out that the so-called entry is to become a dark person.

What the peddler in front of him is the potion to become a dark energy person.

He seems to sell not only potions, but also daily necessities.

An old man came to him to buy candles.

A child came to him to buy rock candy.

Another woman brought her porcelain bottle to him to buy snow cream. The woman gave him a silver dollar. The peddler checked it correctly and filled the woman with a large spoonful.

While the peddler was busy with business, Ma Wu asked again: "Brother Li, which profession did you choose?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Ma Wu took the kettle in his entourage's hand, took a sip, and while the pain was relieved, he persuaded Li Banfeng:

"Since you haven't thought about it, don't take action easily. The peddler brought five kinds of medicine powder. If you don't think it's a good match, wait for the next time. The Taoist sect will choose it, but you don't have any regrets to take the medicine."

Li Banfeng was even more surprised: "Is there any other choice in farming, joy, food, travel, and house cultivation, besides these five Taoist sects?"

"Yes!" Qin Xiaopang looked a little excited, "Literary cultivation, martial cultivation, poison cultivation, medicine cultivation, peeping cultivation, chanting cultivation, insect cultivation, grass cultivation, smoke cultivation, wine cultivation, emotional cultivation, sleep cultivation... hundreds of gates in the world, tens of thousands of cultivation in the world!"

PS: Thanks to Falcon White, the glory of White Falcon County remains the same.

Today is the third update, and there is still another chapter at twelve o'clock.

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