Li Banfeng carried Mr. Yao into his home.

It was very dangerous to do so, and he might be exposed when traveling with him, but Li Banfeng did not hesitate.

He moved Honglian to Mr. Yao, and the record player exclaimed: "Ms. sir, what are you going to do?"

The red lotus does not eat raw, but Yao Lao has lost its vitality, so the red lotus still slightly unfolds its petals.

Li Banfeng glared angrily, and Honglian closed the petals again.

After leaving his home, Li Banfeng moved medicinal materials from Yao's house.

He doesn't understand the properties of medicine, nor does he understand pharmacology. He doesn't even know most of the medicinal materials.

When he saw the medicinal materials, he moved them, and when he saw the medicines, he also moved them. Whether pills or ointments, Li Banfeng moved them all into his portable home.

Honglian understood what Li Banfeng meant and said a few words to the record player.

Li Banfeng couldn't hear it, so the record player relayed: "My lord, Honglian can't wake him up. At most, he can stabilize his soul."

"That's okay too."

The red lotus unfolded its petals, selected more than a dozen types of medicines and medicinal materials, and put them into the lotus heart.

After a while, the petals opened, and Li Banfeng peeled off a lotus seed. The lotus seed exploded and turned into an almost transparent elixir.

Li Banfeng handed the elixir to his wife, who checked it and stuffed it into Yao Lao's mouth.

Yao Lao didn't react at all, and the record player sighed softly: "The soul is stable. When he can wake up depends on his luck."

Li Banfeng carried Mr. Yao back to the small courtyard and put Mr. Yao on the bed.

He arranged the things in the courtyard and house well.

The body of Sangmenxing could not be wasted. Li Banfeng dragged it into his home. He thought he would leave some spiritual energy for his wife to eat, but the lady saw it and said: "General Yao has dealt a cruel blow. This guy's soul has been reduced to ashes. What the hell?"

There’s nothing left.”

It doesn’t matter if there’s nothing left, the lady will find it unlucky to eat this food.

Other magic weapons were not willing to be eaten, and in the end they all got the better of Honglian.

Yao Lao's family also has many magic weapons. The three-pointed two-edged sword and the four-sided flag are all good things from the cloud level. Jiu Gourd greeted them one by one, but these magic weapons did not respond.

These magic weapons have always been with Mr. Yao, and they do not want to follow Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng had no intention of taking them away originally, and Mr. Yao also needed someone to take care of him.

The collapsed wall must be repaired quickly. Mr. Yao cannot be exposed to the sun and rain. He can do this work with Qiu Zhiheng.

But the question is, besides these magic weapons, who else can protect Mr. Yao?

What should we do if another local god comes to seize the land and digs up Yao Lao's deed?

At dawn, Qiu Zhiheng went up the mountain and saw Li Banfeng packing bricks and stones, and hurried up to inquire about the situation.

Li Banfeng said: "The Sangmen Star is dead, and the Sangmen Formation is also broken."

Qiu Zhiheng was overjoyed for a while, but when he saw Yao Lao's condition, the joy on his face solidified.

"Mr. Yao, what is this?"

"The injury was too severe and he fell asleep."

"he……"

Li Banfeng knew what Qiu Zhiheng was going to ask: "Mr. Yao himself doesn't know whether he can wake up."

Qiu Zhiheng sat next to Mr. Yao, his face full of confusion. He didn't know how to deal with this situation.

Li Banfeng asked: "Do you still recognize the local gods in other realms? If you can trust them, you can ask them to help take care of Yaowanggou."

Qiu Zhiheng thought for a long time, shook his head and said: "I know some local gods, but none of them can be trusted."

It was late autumn and the morning breeze was very cold.

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Let's build the wall first."

He has three candidates in mind who can help Mr. Yao take care of the territory, but which one is suitable still needs to be considered.

To take care of Yaowanggou, you must find someone who is at the level of the Ditou God, and it cannot be a mediocre Ditou God.

Meng Yuchun was inexperienced and couldn't even manage her own territory. She also had to take care of Li Banfeng's territory. It was obviously inappropriate for her to find her.

The first choice of suitable character is Shui Yongquan. This is the earth god that Li Banfeng is most familiar with. His realm is not close to here, but it is not too far away either. With the earth god's methods, he can walk back and forth without any problems, and the problem should not be a problem.

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Although Shui Yongquan is the head god of the new land, he is mature and experienced and can support Mr. Yao for several years.

Of course, this matter cannot be wasted by Shui Yongquan. During the days when Yao Lao was sleeping, part of Yao Wanggou's popularity was used to maintain Yao Lao's cultivation, and the rest was left to Shui Yongquan as a reward.

The plan is reasonable, but the problem is that the benefits of Zhengdi Ditou Shen are too great and the temptation is too great.

What should Lao Shui do if he has been the local god for a while and refuses to leave?

Although Shui Yongquan was a man of his word, Li Banfeng didn't dare to gamble on this matter. Even if a deed was signed, Shui Yongquan's wisdom would probably find a loophole.

Option two, look for autumn leaves.

Compared with Shui Yongquan, Qiu Luo Ye's ability is slightly less powerful, but he is also less scheming. As long as the contract is written clearly, Qiu Luo Ye's chances of cheating are slim.

But Qiu Luoye acted recklessly, which might lead to trouble. Others could say that Yaowanggou was near Green Water Bay. If Qiu Luoye provoked Green Water Beggar, things would be in trouble.

The third choice is Feng Daiku.

Ma Wu has a good relationship with her, so asking her to take care of Wanggou is also an option.

This was the last choice because Li Banfeng didn't trust Feng Daiku. Not only did he not trust Feng Daiku, he also had a bad relationship with her. It was because of her that Li Banfeng almost died in Tiexianhe.

Who else besides these three people?

Bitter mother-in-law?

Salesman?

Li Banfeng didn't know how to contact these big shots.

While he was thinking, Li Banfeng suddenly started shaking his legs.

Qiu Zhiheng was startled: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Not really, I walked a lot yesterday and my legs hurt a bit."

Qiu Zhiheng knew that Li Banfeng was a traveling cultivator. Seeing Li Banfeng's body shaking with his legs and his face dripping with sweat, Lu Dongliang had been in a similar situation before: "Are you going to be promoted?"

Promotion?

It’s really possible!

Traveling cultivators were promoted very quickly in dangerous situations. Yaowanggou was hit by the Sangmen Formation, which is a very dangerous place. Li Banfeng followed the train and traveled almost all over Yaowanggou. In addition, during this period of time, he was traveling here and there.

He is not idle and has been secretly taking pills. It is indeed time for him to be promoted.

Qiu Zhiheng supported Li Banfeng and said, "Come home with me and rest."

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Find a way to build the wall first."

"Leave this to me."

"Don't let others know where Mr. Yao lives."

"Don't worry, I bought a spiritual artifact last month. It's enough."

Qiu Zhiheng also wanted to take Li Banfeng down the mountain. Li Banfeng said: "I have to stay here and guard Mr. Yao's home. Don't worry about me. Promotion is not a big deal. I can just rest here."

Qiu Zhiheng couldn't persuade Li Banfeng and hurried down the mountain.

This promotion came so violently that Li Banfeng really couldn't bear it. After running around the house dozens of times, Li Banfeng returned to his home.

Seeing Li Banfeng's pale face, the record player asked: "My dear husband, what's wrong with you?"

"I must be too tired these two days."

"Come and rest on the bed."

Li Banfeng lay on the bed, a ball of steam clinging tightly to his side.

Li Banfeng glanced at Hong Ying secretly, thinking about how to ask about the seventh-level skills.

…

Jiang Xiangbang, Yaowang Hall, Hall Master Luo Zhengnan was sitting on the deck chair on the rooftop, listening to the radio leisurely.

The weather was sunny today and Hall Master Luo was in a happy mood. He inserted the antenna into his head and felt it carefully.

The bad luck has dissipated, it has indeed dissipated.

Who broke the mourning gate array?

Monkey Qiu?

He doesn't have the ability.

The one pulling the cart?
To be continued...