Six Levels of Home Cultivation Techniques

Li Banfeng stood at the doorway, looking at Ling Miaoying's image, marveling at the exquisite Work Method.

Look at this image, it looks so real. The first time I saw it at the door, Li Banfeng couldn't tell the difference. Now, looking at it carefully Portable Abode, Li Banfeng still can't tell the difference.

Li Banfeng couldn't find any flaws in her appearance, demeanor, clothing, movements, or even her voice.

Judging from the reaction of the gloves, the texture of this image is also very realistic.

"Honey, help me! He's squeezing me so hard, he's going to crush me!"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I also want to save you, but this image is impervious to swords and spears."

Tang Blade once slashed at Carefree Dock and chopped off its head, yet this thing can still move.

"Honey, let's think of another way."

After a moment's thought, Li Banfeng said, "How about I set it on fire?"

Gloves shouted, "Don't set a fire! Otherwise, I'll be burned too! Husband, just find a way to turn off that shadow."

Li Banfeng said with a smile, "What shadow machine are you talking about? When I came back, I checked all the confiscated magic weapons and Spiritual Object, and I didn't see any shadow machines."

The glove explained, "I saw that the master was tired, so I'm keeping it safe for him."

Li Banfeng bypassed Ling Miaoying and picked up the projector from the corner of the room.

The projector has a complex structure, but Li Banfeng has also been studying video and photography during this time, so he knows where the key is.

He blew out the candle in the projector. The projector was still running, but without a light source, it could not display any images.

The image disappeared, the gloves came off, and he watched helplessly as Li Banfeng took the projector away, still having to sincerely say, "Thank you for saving my life, sir."

Although Li Banfeng wasn't fully awake, he had recovered about 70-80% of his strength, so he decided to stop sleeping, ate something, and took out all of Ling Miaoying's Spiritual Object and magical treasures to examine them one by one.

He carefully examined the projector and saw where the film was loaded. Just as he was about to pull the film out, the projector shouted, "Wait! Flip the switch first, or you'll damage the axle."

His voice was deep, resonant, and loud, sounding like that of a tenor.

Judging from the logic of this statement, it is a powerful tool.

Li Banfeng looked at the projector and asked, "Would you be willing to follow me from now on?"

The projector was adjusted to a suitable angle, and the lens was pointed directly at Li Banfeng. "That depends on whether you really understand art," he said.

Li Banfeng asked, "What if I need to understand?"

"Then we are like-minded people."

Li Banfeng then asked, "What if I don't understand?"

The projector raised its base, making itself appear slightly taller. "If I can't find like-minded people, I'd rather follow Miao Ying."

The pendulum scoffed, "How pretentious!"

The teapot sneered, "I just can't stand people who are so stubborn."

The projector asked Li Banfeng, "Are you someone who understands art?"

Li Banfeng placed the projector on the table, turned around, and took out a roll of film from the box.

This was taken by him at Black Stone Slope. In terms of quality, it is one of Li Banfeng's best works.

He loaded the film into the projector.

The film is over three minutes long and uses more than 300 feet of film. Logically speaking, such a small projector should not be able to hold such a large roll of film.

However, the capacity of its film compartment cannot be measured visually. A roll of film was quickly loaded, and there was still plenty of extra space inside.

The projector ran the film through once, and to describe it in one word. "Tacky!"

Li Banfeng offered no explanation, waiting for the projector to deliver its next comment.

The projector watched it again and commented, "It has a refined elegance even in its commonplace aspects!"

Li Banfeng nodded slightly. "That's more like someone who knows their stuff."

The projector said, "Excuse me, could you lend me a light?"

Li Banfeng struck a match, lit a candle, and the projector projected an image using the light.

A young woman, with her back to Li Banfeng, revealed a slight smile.

Her light blue cheongsam fell to the ground.

Tang Blade straightened up and quietly observed the woman.

The glove climbed onto the Tang Blade and watched the woman together.

Huff!

The tea in the Old Teapot boiled for a moment, and puffs of steam rose from the spout.

The Wine Gourd sneered, "Old man, your teapot spout is pretty stubborn too."

The Old Teapot snorted and said, "This sudden appearance of someone startled me. At my age, do I still have such thoughts?"

The woman gently bent down, one hand supporting her knee, the other lifting her hair, and glanced back at the crowd.

The glove trembled slightly. "This... it's real..."

The Tang Blade trembled along with the glove, and the glove was immediately scolded, "What are you trembling for? Don't move!"

The girl's conscience was a little too low, and the peach was a little too high.

"Hmph~" The Judge's Brush suddenly spoke.

Whoosh~

The Old Teapot sprayed out a mouthful of tea, which turned slightly reddish.

The pendulum chuckled, "Are you bleeding?"

The Old Teapot coughed a few times and said, "No, no, I'm not that old..."

Li Banfeng handed a piece of cloth to the Old Teapot: "If anything else comes out later, remember to use this."

The teapot gasped, "I can't get out anymore. Let me wipe the tea."

The Wine Gourd laughed, "I didn't tell you to wipe the tea, I told you to cover your face, you shameless old man!"

During the film screening, the room was divided into two factions.

The Tang Blade, gloves, Judge's Brush, and Old Teapot —these were all examined very carefully by the people.

The pendulum, the Wine Gourd, the earrings, the calendar posters—these were all being discussed and critiqued.

"Look, this person has a good conscience, but it's inconsistent between the left and right sides."

"Yeah, those creases between her legs and her peach don't look too good either!"

Hong Ying was very anxious. She couldn't see and didn't know what had happened.

If you won't let me see it, I'll mess things up for you!

"Wicked Woman, you Wicked Woman, wake up! Your man has brought another woman home!"

The record player was still fast asleep, not yet awake.

The film shot by Li Banfeng was quickly finished, but the projector was still playing.

The young woman clasped her hands in a fist salute to Li Banfeng and spoke, "Young master, would you be willing to exchange a few blows?"

The projector can manipulate the characters in the film and make them do things that go beyond what's shown in the film.

Faced with the young woman's invitation, Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Miss, I have a family to attend to..."

Tang Blade leaped up, blocking Li Banfeng's path. "My lord, you needn't hesitate. This humble general is willing to give it a try!"

"Okay!" Li Banfeng agreed, but he was slow to use the Tang Blade and put on the gloves first.

The Judge's Brush lazily called out, "Wait a moment, I also..."

Old Teapot coughed twice and sighed, "Look at your faces, don't you feel ashamed? I'm so old, and you don't even offer me a little courtesy."

Before he finished speaking, the glove and the girl had fought for more than ten rounds without a clear winner.

Although Gloves dislikes fighting, he is quite skilled and his moves are swift and unpredictable.

The first time he was caught off guard by Ling Miaoying's image, he was caught off guard. This time, however, he was on guard and was much more composed during his fight with the girl.

But even if you're calm and collected, it's not so easy to outdo a girl.

The girl quickly adapted to the glove's fighting style, her attacks became swift, her movements became unpredictable, and she occasionally used her conscience and peaches to distract the glove.

After a few more rounds, the glove suddenly escaped the range of the image.

The projector was now in a hurry.

He tried his best to adjust the projection angle, but the girl in the image could never catch up with the gloves.

This is the projector's biggest weakness; once it leaves its projection angle, it's as if the opponent has left the screen's range.

The characters created by the projector cannot leave the screen area, and the projector does not have combat capabilities until the projection angle is adjusted.

This exchange has come to an end; the projector had no intention of fighting the glove to a draw.

"Seventh Director, this film is now complete. You can use this girl to fight for you from now on. Please pay the production costs for this film."

"Is this the capital?"

"Yes."

Li Banfeng was taken aback, then asked, "You're charging based on the number of productions, not the number of battles?"

The projector replied, "Seventh Director, the battle itself is free, but the production process will incur a fee."

"Seventh Director? What kind of title is that?"

"Others call you Seventh Master, but I call you Seventh Director. That's how directors are addressed on set."

Li Banfeng thought it was a good idea, "What kind of compensation do you want?"

"I need excellent footage and excellent film. The footage must be at least three minutes long and must be approved by me. The amount of film depends on the footage."

In other words, if Li Banfeng wants this projector to produce a movie, he has to shoot some good footage for it, and whether it will be approved depends on the projector's requirements.

Li Banfeng had shot a lot of footage, which added up to more than ten hours.

He handed the film to the projector, who reviewed it one by one and sighed, "They're all the same. I can only manage to cut three minutes out of them. This footage isn't very good. I would appreciate it if Seventh Director give me a thousand feet of film."

A thousand feet of film can be used to shoot eleven minutes of footage. Li Banfeng had some spare film, so he gave a roll to the projector. The projector accepted it, and the film magazine still had room to hold it.

To be honest, judging from the combat power provided by the projector, the cost he needed was not high; it was a great tool.

Li Banfeng gave the projector an approving look, and a voice behind him exclaimed, "Hey, husband, this thing is good. Keep it safe; it will be useful to Little Slave in the future."

Li Banfeng was overjoyed. "My Wife is awake!"

Looking at the record player, the projector exclaimed in admiration, "The craftsmanship of Amikan Country truly has a unique charm..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cloud of steam nearly ignited the projector.

Tang Blade reprimanded, "You must know the proper etiquette when speaking in front of the mistress. Come with me to the second room, and I will teach you slowly."

The projector slunk away, and the record player said to the Wine Gourd, "Sister, please take them all to the outer room to wait. I have something to say to my husband."

Everyone followed the Wine Gourd. The phonograph said to Li Banfeng, "Little Slave, I have the strength now. Today I will take you to the sixth floor. Are you ready?"

Li Banfeng took off his top hat, tidied his hair, and stuck his hand into the speaker of the record player.

"Willow branches grow long in summer"

Holding her beloved husband, Seventh Son,

Benevolent Dwelling Heart can withstand it.

"Let's add another room for my husband."

This is Train Grandpa's train.

My Wife said she wanted to add another room, so we added another room.

It was obvious that my Wife knew more about this train than I did.

But the Wife is unwilling to say for the time being.

She didn't say anything, and I wasn't in a hurry to ask. Now that Portable Abode have changed, I wonder if my Wife has noticed.

Twenty minutes later, Li Banfeng pulled the speaker out and asked his Wife, "Does 'Benevolent Heart' mean I'm an honest and kind person?"

"Hey, my dear husband, it doesn't necessarily have to be thick in the middle, it could be thick on both sides, in any case, it can make you a substantial person."

"A heavy-hearted person..." Li Banfeng couldn't understand.

"It means I can help my husband withstand a fatal blow."

Li Banfeng laughed, "Wife, how do you use this technique? Teach me quickly, I'm in a hurry to buy groceries."

P. S.: Tang Blade and the others went to the second room to watch a movie, and they were very excited!

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