Pillar Skill of House Cultivators

After consuming Hua Manchun's soul, the Wife wandered around the room a few times to digest her food.

The other family members also came to the table. The Proper Land ingredients were of the highest quality, but they were still a little inferior to those of purebred Local Earth God Inner State people. Everyone ate in a relatively harmonious manner, without fighting or grabbing.

Li Banfeng walked to his Wife's side and kissed her through the loudspeaker. "My dear Wife, it's time to fulfill the promise I made before."

The record player feigned ignorance. "What did I promise my Little Slave? That I would bear him a child?"

"Can it really be born?" Li Banfeng scratched and touched the record player.

The record player laughed so hard she was panting, "Husband, stop fooling around. Tell me how well you're learning the techniques!"

Li Banfeng straightened his chest and said, "When using the Shadows Pitying Each Other's technique, I can also use the 'Riding the Wind and Driving the Clouds' technique. My skills have been honed to this level; my Wife should be satisfied, right?"

Hong Ying put down her chopsticks and said, "Seventh Son, you've learned to Riding the Wind and Driving the Clouds? Your talent is truly remarkable!"

"I borrowed it from Yingying," Li Banfeng said, gesturing for Hong Ying to keep a low profile. He then turned to his Wife and said, "My dear Wife, being able to use both Cloud Above Skill together shows that I have indeed laid a solid foundation. You should take me to the second level now."

"Words are no proof, my lord, please demonstrate your technique to Little Slave."

"No problem!" Li Banfeng concentrated his mind and first used the technique of "Shadows Pitying Each Other".

After a while, the shadow still hadn't appeared.

The record player sighed, "My dear husband, is this what you call mastering the skills?"

Li Banfeng also felt strange. He had practiced the skill of being alone with his Shadows Pitying Each Other, and had used it quite a bit recently. He was neither nervous nor flustered in front of his Wife. Why couldn't he use it suddenly?

Is something wrong with the shadow?

By the light of the candle, Li Banfeng looked down and found that he had no shadow.

Where did the shadow go?

Oh no, we're still in the swamp.

Li Banfeng was shocked and rushed out of Sui Shen Ju. He Portable Abode but couldn't see himself.

Where did that guy run off to?

Could it be that he got angry for a moment and went off to wander alone?

Li Banfeng repeatedly used techniques, sometimes releasing and sometimes withdrawing, in an attempt to bring the shadow back.

After three attempts, a wisp of air rose from the mud, and the shadow responded.

He had been soaking in the mud for quite some time.

Li Banfeng dug in the mud for a while and saw a dark arm. He grabbed the arm, pulled the mud-covered shadow out, and brought it back to his feet.

When Li Banfeng returned to his Portable Abode, he heard a series of roars in his ears. The shadow was like a madman, arguing incessantly at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was also somewhat annoyed and was about to call out Shadow for a fight when Changji quickly advised him, "Husband, you were wrong this time. You can't just throw your own shadow away like that."

The shadow is connected to the husband's soul. If it becomes infected with poison, disease, or magical techniques outside, it will implicate the husband when the shadow is retrieved.

Li Banfeng snorted and said, "Then let's just not recycle it."

"You mustn't say such hurtful things. If you don't bring the shadow back, the Shadows Pitying Each Other's technique will be unusable. If the shadow is out of control, it will be a scourge for you in the future."

The Wife's words made sense. Li Banfeng comforted Yingzi with a few words, and after waiting for about ten minutes, Yingzi calmed down and began to cooperate with Li Banfeng to demonstrate the techniques.

Li Banfeng first used the technique of "Shadows Pitying Each Other" to release his shadow, and then used the technique of "Riding the Wind and Driving the Clouds" to make himself fly.

Li Banfeng's first flight was a bit too intense, and his head bumped into the ceiling. Hong Ying, standing beside him, said, "Seventh Son, change your mindset. Don't always think about soaring into the sky; just think about riding the wind."

The breeze is right beneath your feet, and you should think of it as a gentle breeze, not a gale or a whirlwind, and you can control its direction and strength.

Under Hong Ying's guidance, Li Banfeng flew more and more steadily, from the main house to the Twelfth Chamber, and then back again.

Shadow sat to the side reading the newspaper, completely unaffected by Li Banfeng.

The Wife exclaimed in admiration, "My husband has truly mastered the technique this time. First, take half a Profound Essence Pill to stabilize your physique. After resting for a while, Little Slave advance in your cultivation."

The record player fed half a pill into Li Banfeng's mouth, then brought him a glass of water and helped Li Banfeng take the medicine.

Since Li Banfeng arrived in the clouds, half a Profound Essence Pill was the largest dose Li Banfeng had ever taken.

After taking the pill, Li Banfeng felt Cold Qi churning in his Bone Marrow, and he shivered uncontrollably.

"My Wife, I used to feel a slight warmth in my body when I took the pills, why am I so cold this time?"

"Because the pills were taken in slightly excessive amounts, the intense heat actually made my husband feel cold. My husband is too eager for advancement."

"My physical strength is far from keeping up with my cultivation level, Little Slave have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure: forcibly replenishing my body with elixirs. Don't be afraid, my Little Slave, with me protecting you, we'll get through this."

The humid steam wafted in, and the Wife pulled Li Banfeng into the warm, trumpet-shaped opening.

As the Cold Qi gradually dissipated, Li Banfeng faintly heard some sounds in his ears.

"The paint on the body is peeling off, and I don't know when it will be repaired."

"There's a clump of ash inside my stomach that I can never wipe away, and it makes me incredibly itchy."

"It's just a piece of rust, but it has to grow right under my nose. If I couldn't see it, I wouldn't mind, but seeing it makes me feel uncomfortable."

Who's talking here?

Could they be those passengers of unknown origin living in the Portable Abode?

Li Banfeng remained wary of the passengers in each room of the Portable Abode, including the girl in the Fifth Chamber, the Calculation Cultivator in the Eighth House, the suspected spy in the Seventh Chamber, and the mysterious woman in the Ninth Room.

Especially the mysterious woman from the Ninth Room of the family; Li Banfeng was almost tricked by her.

Why are they all talking in my ear?

What exactly do the ash in the stomach and the rust under the eyelids mean?

The whispers grew more frequent and intense, making Li Banfeng feel dizzy and disoriented.

After more than an hour, the noise gradually subsided, and the Wife's gentle singing helped Li Banfeng gradually return to normal.

"Winter Comes, Snow Vast. My love is anxious and I am worried. I will never forget my Counting Family Treasures's treasures. A skill is the foundation of a family."

The last sentence is different.

In the past, it was customary to add another room for the official.

Li Banfeng pulled the speaker out and asked the record player, "What does 'a skill makes one a pillar of society' mean? Didn't you buy another room for the family this time?"

"The house has naturally been added, but you must know the essentials of this technique, my lord. It is a skill I have treasured for Counting Family Treasures."

This is Pillar Skill House Cultivator; you must not be careless in the slightest, sir.

What constitutes Pillar Skill?

The record player explained, "These are the most important techniques in Daoism. If you, sir, master these Counting Family Treasures, you'll be able to shoulder the main responsibility for the entire Daoist House Cultivator."

If you fail to learn it, or learn it poorly and cannot shoulder the responsibility, then your chance to House Cultivator will end here. No matter how much you cultivate in the future, your cultivation will stagnate at the second level and you will not make any further progress.

Li Banfeng was surprised. "There are such important techniques in House Cultivator?"

The record player said, "It's not just about House Cultivator; every Daoist sect has its Pillar Skill."

"Do you also offer Travel Cultivator?"

Hong Ying said, "Yes, a single skill Sudden Wind on Flat Ground, Pillar Skill."

Li Banfeng carefully recalled the process of learning to Sudden Wind on Flat Ground. When he first started, he relied on the Carriage Driver's guidance. Li Banfeng learned the Foreign Carriage Step, which gave him amazing stamina.

However, the Train Grandpa who taught the train steps to Li Banfeng at Dream Tether Tower looked down on the Foreign Carriage Step. From then on, Li Banfeng's skills in various areas, such Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers, Trample Ten Thousand Rivers, Cut Path Opening Road, and traveling without hindrance, were greatly improved. This should be the effect of the Pillar Skill on cultivation.

Why did the Pillar Skill of the Travel Cultivator emerge so early?

The record player said, "Each sect has its own path. The Pillar Skill of Travel Cultivator are developed early and are used a lot by cultivators. It seems that they have learned them well, but using them a lot and using them correctly are two different things. At the beginning of entering the path, they do not know much about the essence of the sect and may go astray. If they go astray, no matter how hard they work, it will be of no use."

Hong Ying snorted, seemingly disagreeing with the idea about the record player.

Ignoring Hong Ying, the record player continued to instruct Li Banfeng: "The Pillar Skill of the House Cultivator sect came late, but you, sir, already know a great deal about the essential principles of House Cultivator. As long as you concentrate on your practice, you shouldn't go astray."

It's just that my husband is too impatient. When his cultivation was still at the very basic level, he learned the techniques somewhat perfunctorily. The three techniques —Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs, Hundred Flavors Exquisite, Discern Spiritual Sounds— were given to Little Slave, and he is more proficient in using them.

My husband frequently employs these five techniques: Homesickness Like An Arrow, Benevolent Dwelling Heart, Deep Mansion, Close Doors and Windows, and Live and Work in Peace. They are, to a degree, acceptable.

The technique of Golden House Hides Beauty is used poorly by my husband. He can barely manage to be a Cantaloupe Person occasionally, and he's only just scratched the surface of the art of solitary Shadows Pitying Each Other. As for the skill of Expand Territory Golden House Hides Beauty; he hasn't even mastered the basics.

"You still need to study the previous techniques more, but Little Slave absolutely cannot be careless with the skills Counting Family Treasures. Otherwise, I truly won't be able to help you improve your cultivation."

Li Banfeng didn't dare to be negligent and asked earnestly, "How do you use this technique?"

"Jiazhen" refers to the family's treasures, cherishing them dearly and counting them one by one.

When facing the enemy, bring out all your treasures and use them as your right and left arms; this is the essence of Counting Family Treasures.

Li Banfeng laughed, "Do we even need to learn this technique? Our precious ones, I count them every day, they're always our right-hand men in every battle!"

With his arms crossed and index finger wagging, the man in gloves said, "Our leader treats us like brothers. When we go into battle, we never hesitate. We share life and death because of this bond. Our leader has long since shouldered the responsibility of leading this gate!"

The record player chuckled and said to the glove, "You sure know how to talk, kid. No wonder my husband spoils you so much. 'Counting Family Treasures) isn't just referring to you two; everything else in the house is a treasure."

Once, a martial arts master entered the House Cultivator's courtyard and fought with House Cultivator. The martial arts master's cultivation level was far superior to the House Cultivator's, and anything in the martial arts master's hands became a top-grade weapon.

But the martial arts cultivator never expected that in this House Cultivator's courtyard, none of the objects could be used as weapons in his hands; none of them would serve him any purpose.

This House Cultivator, relying on the clutter piled up in his yard, managed to severely injure the martial arts practitioner. This was a battle example of the techniques Counting Family Treasures.

"If you want to learn this technique, you can't start by focusing on magical artifacts or Spiritual Object. You should first find an ordinary object at home, communicate with it, and see if you can develop a connection."

The most ordinary object?

"What items would be suitable?"

The record player reminds us. "The longer an item is kept at home, the more likely it is to become a family heirloom. Items that your husband truly loves can also become family heirlooms."

Firstly, it takes a long time objectively; secondly, it's something I personally like.

Li Banfeng looked around and first saw his own shovel.

The shovel and sickle were acquired together. The sickle came to life and became a magical weapon, while the shovel remains just a shovel to this day.

Although it has no spiritual power, this shovel has been with Li Banfeng for many days and has been through many fierce battles. In the first battle on Bitter Mist Mountain, the shovel made a great contribution in breaking the Mourning Star's Mourning Gate Formation.

Whether it's cracking skulls or digging in the dirt, this machine has never let us down in crucial moments. Just look at all the treasures at home...

This shovel is definitely top-notch.

Li Banfeng placed the shovel in front of him and began to have an in-depth conversation with it.

After an hour of communication, the shovel remained unresponsive.

Li Banfeng touched the shovel and sighed, "Your personality is still a bit too introverted."

After putting away the shovel, Li Banfeng looked at the Feather Duster.

He had a habit of collecting Feather Duster, and he used one Feather Duster the most, which he had used most often when he was in Blue Poplar Village.

I bought it from Peddler.

This Feather Duster is made of high-quality materials; the feathers are vibrant, soft, and dense, and the wooden handle is quite strong. It can be used as a weapon in battle, able to withstand swords and axes; for everyday household use, it can effectively sweep away dust; and it can even be worn while dancing in social settings.

It's perfectly respectable; you can't go wrong treating it like a family heirloom.

Li Banfeng stared at the Feather Duster for two hours, but the Feather Duster did not respond.

Where did things go wrong this time?

Are Feather Duster also introverted?

Looking at different objects, Li Banfeng examined the Iron Ruler, the Mandarin Duck Halberds, and the fake beard he usually wore on his face...

After examining his personal belongings 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, saying, "My dear husband, there's no rush. You're still a long way from your next promotion, and you have plenty of time to hone your skills."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "This is not something to study; I haven't even grasped the basics of the techniques."

The record player gently rubbed Li Banfeng's forehead with a puff of steam. "This is Little Slave. I didn't explain the key points clearly. Little Slave 'll think about it carefully and see if there's any way to help you find the trick."

Li Banfeng, holding the record player, said, "My Wife has explained it clearly enough; it's just that I haven't grasped it enough."

"My lord, please don't say such discouraging things. This technique is indeed difficult to learn."

After his Wife offered a few words of comfort, Li Banfeng regained his confidence and began searching for the family's treasures.

After searching for a moment, Li Banfeng seemed to have an idea.

Shovels, Feather Duster, fake beards—these are things that Li Banfeng, but he usually carries them with him and they don't stay in his Portable Abode for long.

Which item usually stays in your Portable Abode?

Li Banfeng's gaze lingered on a corner of the main room, where a vase sat.

Back then, Li Banfeng blew up Jiang Xiang Gang's Xianle Dance Hall in Medicine King Gully and took this vase from the dance hall.

He never intended to grow flowers; he only ever put Feather Duster in a vase. Although he hadn't paid much attention to it over the years, upon reflection, the vase had been in his Portable Abode for quite some time.

Li Banfeng stared at the vase for an hour, his eyes bloodshot and his scalp tingling.

The record player advised, "My dear husband, don't rush things. Take a rest for a moment."

With a whoosh, the vase slowly lifted off the ground and hovered in mid-air.

The record player exclaimed with delight, "My lord, you have such talent! You've found the key!"

Hong Ying was also startled, turning around from the dressing table and asking, "You've found the entrance?"

Li Banfeng waved his hand at the vase. "Come, girl, sit down next to me."

"Girl?" The record player listened for a moment with its Discern Spiritual Sounds, but it couldn't detect any movement from the vase, nor did it know why Li Banfeng called it "girl".

The vase lingered in place, not flying close to Li Banfeng, seemingly distrusting Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng picked up Feather Duster and walked over. The vase, worried about being beaten, quickly hid to the side.

"Don't be afraid. There's a lump of dust in your stomach that's making you itchy, but you can't sweep it away, right? Don't be afraid."

Let me sweep it for you.

The vase was skeptical, but Li Banfeng gently pulled her into his arms.

Li Banfeng held the vase, gently placed the Feather Duster inside, stirred it for a moment, and then swept out a Li Banfeng of dust.

"Is it no longer itchy?"

The vase floated in mid-air, its mouth facing Li Banfeng, seemingly expressing gratitude.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you? Let me clean it up for you again."

Before he could finish speaking, the vase hurtled towards Li Banfeng, and the mouth of the vase landed on Li Banfeng's head.

The record player was startled at first, but then sensed goodwill from the vase.

"My lord, you've mastered your studies!"

"Hahaha!" Li Banfeng laughed loudly from inside the vase.

The family was overjoyed. Glove wagged his index finger and said, "Our husband is a very determined person. No matter how difficult the technique, if he grits his teeth, he'll definitely master it!"

The projector exclaimed, "This is art, art written with perseverance and dedication!"

Tang Blade was still in high spirits. "A fine sword is forged through tempering, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. Our lord has ambition, courage, and determination, and has shouldered this great responsibility!"

The family admired the vase for more than ten minutes, only to see Li Banfeng hugging it and desperately tearing it off.

The teapot asked in surprise, "What kind of technique is this now?"

The record player cried out, "What technique? It's out of air! Quick, pull it out for your husband, don't suffocate him!"

Hong Ying drew her sword and said, "I'll just chop this bottle down; it won't hurt Seventh Son at all."

Li Banfeng shouted in a muffled voice, "Don't cut it! This is our precious child!"

P. S.: Counting Family Treasures, one should naturally cherish one's own child even more.

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