Chapter 703 Capital(1/3)
"You recovered so quickly?" Li Banfeng looked at the salesman beside him in horror.
"Absolutely." The salesman didn't push the truck, but he walked briskly and seemed to have recovered a lot.
Li Banfeng looked back at the fire on the ground: "Did you see what happened just now?"
"I saw it," the salesman said with some regret in his tone, "It's true that Lao Xu burned it all with a fire. Although the village and the fields are fake, it's not bad to leave them on the ground to cover up.
good?"
Li Banfeng looked at the salesman in confusion: "That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about Zhang Wanlong cracking the lock repair powder.
Aren't you anxious about this?"
The salesman nodded and said, "I'm worried for him. He can't completely crack it yet. The place is 70% locked and 30% leaked. If Old Xu comes back again, he will definitely be able to see the flaw. Zhang Wanlong will be doomed by then."
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Li Banfeng felt even more confused: "So what are you going to do?"
The salesman said: "I helped him lock the remaining 30% so that Lao Xu can't see it for the time being."
Li Banfeng knew that what the salesman said was very important, but the way he said it made Li Banfeng a little confused.
The salesman waved and his truck arrived in front of him.
He took two cushions, one on each side, and asked Li Banfeng to get in the car.
The two of them were sitting in the car, which was creaking and moving forward. Li Banfeng asked the salesman: "Someone is cracking the Dao Sect's gateway powder. Aren't you worried?"
The salesman nodded and said, "I'm worried. It's hard to say where he will use the medicinal powder. If he comes up with a bunch of gambling, poison, disease, fire, and insect repairs, things will be in trouble."
"Then why didn't you stop him?"
The salesman brought a bottle of soda to Li Banfeng: "Because you can't just let him do anything because you are worried. Such geniuses are rare."
He also opened a bottle of soda, took a sip, and praised: "The soda in the soda kiln is delicious. The person who first studied this soda was a kitchen repairman. He didn't think about the ingredients, but only the flavors. His master at that time
I hate him so much that I don't allow others to mention this apprentice.
Later, the sales of soda in the soda kiln were really booming, so I named his apprentice the chief cook. From then on, his master began to hate me and would not allow others to mention the salesman in front of him.
Lao Xu also suffered from this problem. He was also a wizard. He created all the techniques of Jin Xiu, but in the field of farming, he always adhered to the rules of his ancestor.
It’s not that what his ancestor did is wrong, nor that he shouldn’t pass on these Taoist methods. Ke Gengxiu has not changed much for so many years, which has led to the gradual decline of this Taoist sect.”
Li Banfeng took a sip of the soda and rubbed his nose. It was very fizzy and tasted really good: "Do you want Zhang Wanlong to bring some changes to Gengxiu?"
The salesman nodded and said, "We must give those who want to change a chance."
"But he is studying the method of preparing medicinal powder. This is shaking the foundation of Puzhou."
The salesman drank up a bottle of soda and put it back in the container: "It doesn't mean that my things cannot be changed, because everything I make can't be right, even if it is right now.
It may not be right in the future,
I went to Zhang Fanglong’s bamboo forest. Zhang Fanglong didn’t have iron-reinforced bamboo with ten ribs. He used eight, nine and thirteen ribs. Such medicinal powders are a bit nondescript, but it is nondescript medicinal powders that can bring about changes.
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If the medicinal powder cannot change, the Taoist gates of Puozhou cannot change. Both inner and outer states are changing. If Puozhou remains unchanged, how can we survive? Do you think this is the truth?"
Li Banfeng gave the salesman a cigarette: "What if he really made a medicinal powder that would cause endless harm?"
"I must handle it. If I can afford it, I can afford to pay for it. How can there be a business that is guaranteed to make a profit without losing money?" The salesman lit the cigarette and handed the match to Li Banfeng. "The knife laborer may cause harm.
Infinite, but I still kept Tritik, isn’t that the reason?
But when it comes to the sword-laden ghost, you can’t get away from it. I heard Tritik say that the sword-laoding ghost became what it is today because of your joint research.”
Li Banfeng said angrily: "That's what he said? This shameless foreign devil!"
The salesman signaled Li Banfeng to calm down: "Since you have invested money, you have to be able to bear the losses and profits. Now there may be something unexpected on the Swordsman's side. You should have thought of the reason."
Yes, Li Banfeng thought that the reason was Zhang Wanlong.
Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly and said, "This is Cui Tike's business alone!"
"Look, you are in a hurry!" the salesman said with a smile, "This business is not losing money, and this change is still acceptable."
Li Banfeng said: "Can the change of lock repair be accepted? You mentioned in Suihuangyuan that a land can only be locked after the lock repair is completed.
If it is true that Zhang Wanlong cracked the lock-fixing medicine powder, how did he achieve great success in such a short period of time?"
The salesman nodded repeatedly: "Brother, I have been thinking about this for a long time. Currently, I can think of two possibilities. One is easier to understand. That is that the medicinal powder developed by Zhang Wanlong is impure, which leads to the incorrect order of cultivation, leaving him at a lower level.
, I learned incomplete high-level techniques.”
This is indeed easy to understand, but Zhang Wanlong was also very lucky. He made the wrong medicinal powder and learned advanced techniques. How could there be anything cheap?
"What about the other one that's hard to understand?"
The salesman didn't know how to describe this situation: "Did you see Yao Xin in Suihuangyuan?"
Li Banfeng nodded and said: "I see, that place is so critical, I will definitely have to wait for him to come before I can leave."
The salesman asked again: "Did Yao Xin tell you about the Iron Man?"
"Speaking of which, five hundred tough men are invincible."
The salesman nodded and said: "One person can resist thousands of troops, and thousands of troops can resist one person. Both are great methods. What do you think?"
Li Banfeng thought for a long time: "What's so great about thousands of troops resisting one person?"
The salesman suddenly looked to the sky: "I have something to do at home."
Li Banfeng also looked at the sky: "What's going on?"
The salesman lowered his head and said, "Brother, let's discuss it. You can get off the car and go back to your own house, and then come out in ten minutes."
Li Banfeng was shocked: "Why is this happening? What happened?"
The salesman said in a mysterious tone: "Brother, I don't want you to know where my home is."
Li Banfeng said angrily: "Are you so guarded against me? Isn't our brotherhood sincere?"
The salesman waved his hands and said: "Brotherhood is sincere, but my house is made of wood. If it burns down, it may not be saved."
Li Banfeng looked up at the sky again: "There are also wooden houses. How many houses do you have?"
The salesman advised: "There are indeed a lot of houses, but they can't help but burn. Don't look up. You have to remember what I just told you. Changes are necessary, but in which direction you must change.
You need to be clear about it, and you need to know that some costs are too big and you may not be able to bear them.”
Li Banfeng got out of the truck, went back to his home, and waited ten minutes before coming out again. The salesman had long since disappeared.
Changes must occur, but the direction must be clear.
Li Banfeng looked in the direction of Bitch Hill.
In Bitch Gang, Jingde Village, a black bear with no eyeballs slowly walked out of a house.
There was pus flowing from the eye sockets, but that didn't mean he couldn't see, it was just that the images in his eyes were different.
It felt like something was approaching, but it couldn't tell where the person was at the moment.
The black bear stood up on its hind legs and turned half a circle on the spot. A sword ghost suddenly jumped up and chopped off the black bear's head.
The headless black bear caught Dao Laogui and tore it in half with its arms.
The two halves of Dao Lao Gui then tore at the black bear, and the stubby arms were embedded in the black bear's flesh.
Li Banfeng watched from the side. He didn't expect Dao Lao Gui's body to be so strong.
The two sides were still fighting, and a group of Dao Lao ghosts emerged from the farmland and joined the battle.
They bit each other and their broken limbs flew everywhere.
Li Banfeng didn't know what they were fighting for. It probably wasn't for food. The ground was covered with blood and flesh, and not a single sword-laoding ghost stopped to eat.
After fighting for more than an hour, the battle finally ended. A group of sword-fighting ghosts won. They picked up some broken remains from the ground and walked to the mountain.
Li Banfeng followed the wreckage and encountered many Dao Lao ghosts and many battles. Finally, he found Cuitike in a cave.
"My friend, I knew you would think of me, and I knew you would help me!" Cuitike warmly received Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng asked Cui Tike: "What happened here?"
Cuitik explained: "You know I have two territories, one is Desong Cliff. Although there is no grass growing there, I still need to maintain a certain degree of popularity.
In addition, there is Rongku Mountain, which is the land I cherish the most, because it is a symbol of our friendship.
I worked diligently there, which led to my negligence in the management of Daogui Ridge, which resulted in some unexpected variables. It was precisely because of these variables that a certain degree of chaos was caused.
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Li Banfeng sat opposite Cui Tike and said seriously: "When you describe a simple situation in a complicated way, it exposes a problem. What you just said is not important."
Cuitik lowered his head and said, "I am a foreigner and I am not very familiar with your language."
"Then let me tell you something you are familiar with. Why did the Dao Lao Gui fight?"
Tritik said: "Because some sword-lao ghosts have followed my senior brother."
"Fang Puxian?" Li Banfeng thought for a while, "I remember you told me, didn't Wan Puxian become a god?
To be continued...