Glue Lacquer River

Walking on the main street of Pillow City, Li Banfeng chatted with Zhao Lanmeng for a few minutes. With Zhao Lanmeng around, Li Banfeng did not feel tired, which should be due to the influence of his technique.

The two hadn't gone far when they suddenly heard someone shout behind them, "I saw it! I saw the Peddler get into trouble!"

Ye Haolong rushed out of the mansion and ran wildly along the main street.

This person still won't calm down.

Li Banfeng asked, "Is he dreaming, or has he woken up?"

"He should be awake," Dream Virtue replied.

Ye Haolong approached Zhao Lanmeng, looking flustered, and said, "Master Zhao, something has happened to the Peddler!"

Something terrible has happened.

Li Banfeng asked, "Has something happened again?"

Ye Haolong: "Who are you? What do you mean by 'another incident'? This time it's different from before; the Peddler lost his life!"

Ye Haolong was very anxious, but Li Banfeng remained calm and composed.

Seeing Zhao Lanmeng's blank expression, Ye Haolong felt extremely disappointed.

That's how Pillow City is; they simply can't understand how important this is.

Ye Haolong ran as fast as he could, preparing to deliver the message to the city gates immediately.

This wasn't the first time he'd gone out of town to deliver messages. This was how Liao Zihui received his messages, and this was how all the messages in Pro State came from.

Ye Haolong was a cultivator from the clouds, so his words naturally carried weight. The news spread far and wide, and even if it wasn't true, it became true.

Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Lanmeng: "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Zhao Lanmeng and said, "I won't kill anyone or steal anything. I can come and go as I please in Pillow City."

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "He meant well, but he just can't distinguish between dreams and reality."

I'll go and try to persuade him.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Banfeng had already caught up with Ye Haolong, pinned him to the ground, and offered him a series of kind words of persuasion.

"Serves you right for talking nonsense! Do you know how much trouble you've caused? You never get to sleep—..."

A dozen minutes later, Ye Haolong fell silent. Li Banfeng carried him back to the mansion, set his bones, wiped away the blood, covered him with a blanket, and chained him up. He turned to Zhao Lanmeng and said, "He's fast asleep. Make sure he doesn't wake up again."

Zhao Lanmeng understood Li Banfeng's meaning: Ye Haolong could no longer run away. This man had already caused trouble and threatened the safety of Pro State. Li Banfeng had already decided to kill him.

"I'll keep an eye on him." Zhao Lanmeng agreed to break with precedent this time and personally restrain Ye Haolong.

Li Banfeng returned to the street and sighed, "Such a large Pillow City, and you have to handle everything, big and small, all by yourself. Even if you encounter a thief, you have to deal with it personally. It must be really hard work."

"It's not hard work." Zhao Lanmeng slightly and turned to look at a small courtyard.

Is there anything special about this courtyard?

Li Banfeng looked towards the courtyard and saw a black cat quietly opening a jar at the base of the wall and taking out a salted fish from it.

The black cat jumped onto the wall to escape, but its legs suddenly gave way and it fell asleep on the wall.

"Hmph!" Zhao Lanmeng glanced at the black cat with disdain. He didn't make a move the whole time, and the black cat, which had stolen the things, just slept on the wall.

This cat, whose origins and ability to resist its intense weariness, came to steal salted fish, seems to be a rule that is difficult to break, as long as it is in Pillow City and has stolen something.

Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Lanmeng with a sincere expression, hoping he could offer an explanation.

Zhao Lanmeng actually offered an explanation. "Dreams come true without deception, skills are perfected without ceasing."

What's the meaning?

Li Banfeng didn't quite understand, but Zhao Lanmeng waved his hand, and the eight big characters he had just said appeared in mid-air.

Li Banfeng still didn't quite understand the meaning of those eight characters, but he was somewhat worried about the current situation.

Zhao Lanmeng can write words in the air at will. Is this a dream or reality?

Li Banfeng nudged Dream Virtue, Dream Virtue also somewhat confused.

Zhao Lanmeng could see the question in Li Banfeng's eyes and replied, "Why bother making such a clear distinction?"

He sent Li Banfeng out of the city, and his once real physique gradually became illusory.

Li Banfeng looked around at Pillow City. He thought Pillow City would disappear along with Zhao Lanmeng, but Pillow City was still there.

"The city is real, but I am not," Zhao Lanmeng said before disappearing completely.

The one who was talking to Li Banfeng just now was not Zhao Lanmeng's real body, but Zhao Lanmeng's dream.

This was very similar to his situation back then, and Li Banfeng thought of the Train Grandpa.

Think again about the eight words Zhao Lanmeng said earlier.

"Dreams come true without deception" must refer to some kind of technique.

"Skills are never forgotten" means that once a skill is mastered, one should not stop practicing.

Could it be that the almost rule-like existence of Pillow City is some kind of technique used by Zhao Lanmeng?

Can one person's technique become the rule of an entire region?

What level is Zhao Lanmeng?

This gave Li Banfeng a new understanding of the Local Earth God.

According to past understanding, Local Earth God should be those with cultivation levels above the clouds, even more ruthless than those Above the Clouds.

His cultivation level was significantly lower.

Zhao Lanmeng seems to be an exception. He should be no less powerful than Gui Jianchou and Ye Jianhuang, who are cultivators Above the Clouds, and may even be stronger.

The spiritual system in Pro State seems to be more complex than it appears.

After leaving Pillow City, Li Banfeng headed towards the Glue Lacquer River.

Zhao Lanmeng's note included a map, which was really crudely drawn. The names of the places along the way were not written down, and only a general direction was drawn.

Halfway there, the magical artifacts woke up one after another, each feeling refreshed, as if they had all had a good sleep in Pillow City.

The projector whispered, "I had a good dream."

The Wine Gourd teased, "What wonderful dream did you have? Dreaming about art again?"

"It truly is a kind of art. I lie on a white cloud and watch other white clouds drift by."

I saw huge dark clouds flying overhead, and terrifying rain clouds flashing with lightning and thunder.

The pendulum chuckled, "This is considered art? Isn't this kind of thing quite common on television in Outer State?"

"This is true art, not art that is forced, it is pure—" The projector was still savoring the dream it had just experienced.

Not only him, but all the magical artifacts were sharing the dream, except for the gloves, which weren't in a good mood.

"Master, I just fell asleep, but I can still hear some noises. I just can't wake up. The gloves are indeed very powerful. Although I was forced to sleep, I never let my guard down."

Li Banfeng said, "Don't worry, the Pillow City incident is over. Ye Haolong took the dream seriously and spread rumors. Luckily, the Peddler wasn't around, and it almost caused a disaster."

"Master, this man deserves to die!"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "He should indeed be killed, but if I really kill him, it will be considered murder to silence him. Rumors will have no way to prove them, and they will seem more true."

After thinking about it, Gloves realized he was right, but his disgust for Pillow City only grew stronger. "Honey, let's not go to that place anymore!"

Li Banfeng smiled and said nothing more.

"Hmph!" The Judge's Brush hung on Li Banfeng's waist, and then he went to sleep.

After walking around for most of the day, Li Banfeng finally found Glue Lacquer River.

A golden river rushes down from the depths of the mountains.

In late autumn, the mountains are ablaze with color. Li Banfeng stands in mid-air, seemingly Riding the Wind and Driving the Clouds and clouds, and several golden ribbons can be vaguely seen slowly weaving through the red maple leaves and yellow leaves.

As they approached the foot of the mountain, these golden rivers eventually converged and flowed into an underground river dozens of miles away.

Li Banfeng walked to the riverbank and carefully examined the water. The golden color of the water did not come from the reflection of sunlight, nor from the reflection of the riverbed; it was the natural color of the river.

Li Banfeng wasn't even sure if what was flowing in the river was water or not. These golden fluids looked somewhat like grease, but they weren't as viscous.

He wanted to scoop up a handful to examine it closely, but suddenly heard someone behind him say, "Young master, don't touch it with your hands. It's stained with gold paint, and it's not easy to wash off."

Li Banfeng turned around and saw that the person was a woman, who looked to be about twenty years old. She was wearing a bright red long dress, tied with a bright red hair ribbon, and wrapped in a bright red silk scarf.

Her bright red attire contrasted sharply with the golden river water, prompting Wine Gourd to exclaim in surprise, "She's so beautiful!"

The woman seemed to hear Hulu's praise, turned around, and smiled at Li Banfeng.

Is it beautiful?

Li Banfeng thought it was just so-so; he felt that a beauty without a megaphone was missing something.

But all the magical artifacts genuinely thought she was beautiful. Even Tang Blade, who greatly respected Hong Ying, commented, "She seems to be prettier than General Hong."

Sickle snorted and said, "I still think Hong Ying is prettier!"

The Wine Gourd asked Tang Blade, "Is he comparable to your Marshal?"

Tang Blade examined it carefully for a long time. "He's still a little short of Marshal, I think he is a little short."

Li Banfeng patted Tang Blade: "You have a good eye. This isn't just a little bit lacking; it's clearly not as pretty as my Wife."

He stepped forward and politely greeted the woman, "Excuse me, are you the Peddler's lover?"

The woman blinked her disapproving eyes and stared at Li Banfeng for a moment.

Seeing that the woman seemed a bit off, Li Banfeng added, "Is the Peddler in your house?"

The woman smiled and nodded, saying, "You're right, I am the Peddler's lover, Peddler is indeed in my house."

After saying that, the woman filled a bucket with water from the river, got up, and left.

Li Banfeng followed behind and asked, "What's the use of this river water?"

"This is gold lacquer, the gold lacquer from the Gold Lacquer River. I'll use this gold lacquer to build a golden house for the Peddler, so he'll stay with me and won't want to leave."

Li Banfeng nodded in admiration, saying, "Sister-in-law, you are truly devoted!"

The woman smiled and asked, "What did you call me? Sister-in-law?"

Li Banfeng said, "My Li Qi. I am the Peddler's senior apprentice. If we start counting from him, you must be his sister-in-law."

"Oh dear, hearing you say that makes me blush," the woman said, touching her cheek.

He chuckled and asked, "Are you really the Peddler's senior apprentice?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I really am."

The woman laughed and said, "Aren't you scared?"

Li Banfeng shook his head. "I'm not ashamed. I almost got beaten to death by him just to become his senior."

I earned this through my own abilities.

The woman nodded and said, "Alright, you're quite capable. You want to find Peddler?"

"Hmm!" Li Banfeng looked at the woman with great sincerity.

The woman pointed to an open space in the distance. "See that wooden house?"

Li Banfeng looked up and saw a two-story wooden house on a barren piece of land. The area around the house was pitch black and barren.

The woman said, "The Peddler is in the wooden house. You'll see him once you go inside."

Li Banfeng looked at the wooden house and asked, "It shouldn't be that easy, there must be traps around the house."

The woman was also very frank. "There is no trap, but the area around the house is full of clay. You should know what clay is, right?"

D,

"I know, it's stuck to my feet and I can't move."

The woman led Li Banfeng toward the wooden house. When they were still more than 200 meters away from the house, the woman stopped.

She rubbed her index finger and thumb together and produced a feather.

She blew on the feather, and it Fly with the Wind.

Halfway through the flight, the wind dissipated, and the feathers fell to the ground.

The woman flicked her sleeve, and a gust of wind blew by, leaving the feathers motionless on the ground.

The feather is stuck.

Li Banfeng knew the power of clay; he had used clay to kill Song Jia Sen in Blue Poplar Village.

But for Li Banfeng today, things like clay are really not worth mentioning.

The woman leaped into the air, transforming into a streak of red light, and flew to the side of the wooden house. "Senior brother, the Peddler and I are waiting for you inside. You're welcome to come as a guest before dark, but please don't come in after dark."

"My husband and I need to do something serious."

This sets a time limit for Li Banfeng; if Li Banfeng cannot enter the wooden house before dark...

That means he won't see the goods or mail.

The woman went into the wooden house, Li Banfeng stared at the clay on the ground, not really thinking that this was a difficult task.

Why don't I just fly there?

He had just flown into the air using his skill of Riding the Wind and Driving the Clouds when he suddenly saw the woman appear on the second floor of the wooden house and pull back the slingshot in her hand towards Li Banfeng.

Whoosh!

A pebble flew towards Li Banfeng.

Hit me with this? That's ridiculous!

Although Li Banfeng is not as agile in the air as he is on the ground, dodging a pebble is certainly no problem for him.

The pebble was still more than 20 meters away from Li Banfeng when it suddenly split into three.

Dodging the three pebbles isn't too difficult.

About ten meters away from Li Banfeng, the pebbles split into about thirty more.

That makes it harder to dodge.

When the pebbles reached Li Banfeng, they split into more than a hundred.

Li Banfeng used his movement technique and the skill of Carefree and Unrestrained, with his Tang Blade and pendulum helping to block, but he was still hit in the chest by a pebble.

This blow caused Li Banfeng to cough and wheeze for a long time before he was forced to fall to the ground.

The woman smiled and said, "Senior brother, your movements aren't very agile. You need to practice more for a while. My wife and I are waiting for you inside, so you'd better come early."

The woman went back into the house. Li Banfeng walked around the area a few times, preparing to rush into the wooden house again when the woman wasn't paying attention.

The man with the Wine Gourd called out, "Little brother, don't worry. When I was working under Yao Lao, I heard him mention a formation called the Clay Array."

This formation is simple and effective. He said the essence of the Clay Array lies not underfoot, but in mid-air.

Li Banfeng carefully recalled the situation just now, "Was that woman Arrow Cultivator? Using Arrow Cultivator techniques to attack enemies in mid-air, that's the essence of this formation?"

"Brother, you're right," the Wine Gourd, hovering in mid-air, earnestly explained to Li Banfeng, "If we spread the clay in front of the two armies, the enemy definitely won't be able to walk over; they'll have to find a way to fly over."

There are countless ways to fly, but most of them require a lot of energy, and flying is certainly not as agile as being on the ground.

At this moment, Arrow Cultivator made his move. With nothing to cover in mid-air, the enemy had little chance to dodge.

They can't even land; they can only wait to be attacked.

Li Banfeng looked at the wooden house in the distance. He had never seen the Clay Array on the battlefield, but the description in the Wine Gourd was very clear.

Given this situation, Li Banfeng cannot fly over; he must find a way to walk over.

Walking over doesn't seem difficult; Li Banfeng has special iron shoes designed for clay.

Back at his Portable Abode, Li Banfeng was changing his shoes when the record player asked, "Husband, what are you doing wearing iron shoes?"

Li Banfeng said, "I met a woman in the Glue Lacquer River. She was the Peddler's lover. She set up a Clay Array and made me try to get through it."

I wanted to fly over, but that woman knew Arrow Cultivator. I took advantage of her after I took flight, so I decided to put on my iron shoes and walk over.

Upon hearing this, Hong Ying turned her head from the dressing table. "Seventh Son, wasn't that woman dressed in red?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "She was wearing all red. Do you recognize her?"

Hong Ying nodded and said, "Arrow Cultivator is not often seen. Is she an expert in using clay, or is she the lover of the groceries seller? It must be that bitch Lu Qianjiao."

"Seventh Son, you can't wear iron shoes. The Clay Array is her specialty. You have to listen to me and charge through using the Wa Step' technique."

Use steps?

Li Banfeng considered the extent of the Clay Array.

"The surrounding area is all mud within 200 meters. How can we walk across it?"

"How long is two hundred meters?" Hong Ying was used to using dimensions and had no concept of two hundred meters.

The record player gestured to indicate a distance of one meter. Hong Ying thought for a moment and said, "That's not long. It's enough to walk. As long as Seventh Son keeps his feet off the ground, he can cross it in the blink of an eye."

Sprint 200 meters in a row?

The technique of stepping is highly unpredictable. Not to mention 200 meters, even 50 meters, Li Banfeng cannot guarantee that his feet will not touch the ground.

The record player shook its large speaker. "Yingying has this skill, but husband, you might not be able to."

Let's think of another way.

Li Banfeng picked up the iron shoes and said, "Isn't this a good idea? Clay can't stick the iron shoes."

Hong Ying said, "Lu Qianjiao's formation is different. Underneath the clay is silt. Seventh Son is wearing iron shoes. Although the clay can't support the iron shoes, the iron shoes will definitely sink into the silt."

"When Seventh Son is trapped in her formation, if he takes off his iron shoes, he'll be stuck in the mud; if he wears the iron shoes, he'll be trapped in the mud. If she uses her Arrow Cultivator techniques again, where can Seventh Son hide?"

"There's still silt under the clay—" Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, "Then we can only Cut Path Opening Road."

"Cut Path Opening Road won't work either," Hong Ying, very familiar with Lu Qianjiao's Clay Array. "The silt beneath the mud is incredibly deep. Even if Seventh Son exhausts all his strength, he might not be able to carve out a path."

Moreover, the mud is fluid; a road won't last long and will quickly heal. What if Seventh Son hasn't reached his destination yet? Wouldn't he be stuck in the mud?

After hearing her say that, Li Banfeng couldn't think of a good solution.

If all else fails, you can only throw the key away. Before entering the Portable Abode, throw the key next to the wooden house.

But what if Lu Qianjiao takes the key?

Li Banfeng fell into deep thought, "Judging from this situation, I need to find a suitable opportunity to launch a sneak attack."

The record player said, "My dear husband, it won't be that easy to ambush Lu Qianjiao. The clay will be keeping watch for her."

Li Banfeng: "How can clay be used for sentry duty?"

The Wife explained, "Clay is a living, sentient being. If raised properly, it can do many things. Lu Qianjiao is skilled at using clay because she knows how to raise it."

"Can clay be used for breeding?" Li Banfeng felt somewhat unfamiliar with clay.

"Sure," the record player explained. "The clay my husband used back then was all collected from Xindi. It's considered wild. If you know what clay eats, you can actually raise it."

What does clay like to eat?

"That's the key. There are thousands of types of clay, and each type has different properties. Lu Qianjiao has mastered the habits of almost all types of clay, which is why her methods of using clay are unparalleled."

But we, the House Cultivator, have a way to counter her methods. It all depends on how well Counting Family Treasures, have mastered her skills.

Among the Cloud Above Skill, Li Banfeng wouldn't dare say he's mastered the three techniques of Carefree and Unrestrained, Shadows Pitying Each Other, and Riding the Wind and Driving the Clouds.

Only Counting Family Treasures acknowledged that Li Banfeng had truly mastered this technique.

Li Banfeng laughed, "I'll go and get some information out of them. I'll see what they really want to eat. If I bribe them, this formation will fall apart on its own, won't it?"

The record player exclaimed, "Sir, your brilliant strategy will surely lead to swift success!"

Hong Ying chimed in, "Xiao Wan, wasn't this your idea? How did it become his brilliant strategist?"

Snap!

The record player smacked Hong Ying, then turned to Li Banfeng and instructed, "Lu Qianjiao does indeed admire the Peddler. The fact that she didn't hurt you severely just now proves that the Peddler must have mentioned you to her. Considering your relationship with the Peddler, she probably didn't want to harm you."

But she's a veteran of the battlefield; once she sets her mind to killing, who knows what she might do? Husband, you must not be careless.

Li Banfeng left Portable Abode and sat down next to the clay.

Lu Qianjiao opened the second-floor window, looked at Li Banfeng, and found that he neither flew nor left.

He just sat there silently, I don't know what he was thinking.

"Senior brother, it's getting late. Are you coming or not?"

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "No rush, I'll rest here for a while."

"Then you can rest for a while." Lu Qianjiao closed the window, took a bucket of gold paint, and started painting the room.

The House Cultivator has a skill Counting Family Treasures; was Lu Qianjiao unprepared?

She was on guard, but not on guard against Li Banfeng.

First, she realized that Li Banfeng was Travel Cultivator, and under normal circumstances, Travel Cultivator could not also be House Cultivator.

Moreover, this was Li Banfeng's first time in the Glue Lacquer River, and his home wasn't here. This clay wasn't from Li Banfeng's house either, so Lu Qianjiao wasn't worried at all that the clay would be controlled by Li Banfeng.

She never imagined that Li Banfeng was actually House Cultivator, and that his home was right next to him.

After staring at the clay for over an hour, Li Banfeng lowered his voice and asked, "You guys really don't lack food?"

The clay was bubbling and bubbling, looking very pleased with itself.

Lu Qianjiao did not mistreat them; they certainly did not lack food.

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, then took out Wine Gourd: "How about we have a drink?"

The clay tumbled and rolled, and a faint sound of laughter could be heard.

They were mocking Li Banfeng.

"What nonsense are you spouting? We're mud, have you ever seen mud that likes to drink alcohol?"

Li Banfeng sprinkled some wine on the clay, and soon the clay's laughter stopped.

"This isn't very good to drink."

"It's a bit bitter and quite spicy, what's the point of drinking this?"

The clay pudding said it didn't taste good, but they rolled around even more vigorously.

"How about some more?" Li Banfeng sprinkled some more wine into the distance.

"We all said it doesn't taste good, so why are you still giving us this? We really don't want to drink your wine."

Puff!

Lu Qianjiao put down the brush in her hand. She heard a noise coming from the clay outside.

This is the sound of the clay warning. If it makes a whooshing sound, it means someone is flying in the air. If it makes a splashing sound, it means someone has stepped into the Clay Array.

Li Qi stepped in?

Why is this kid so reckless?

The record player guessed correctly; the Peddler had indeed mentioned Li Qi to Lu Qianjiao. She also knew that the two were acquainted, and if Li Qi trapped in the Clay Array, she would have to rescue him.

Lu Qianjiao opened the second-floor window and looked into the distance, but she didn't see Li Qi.

Lu Qianjiao heard the door open and rushed downstairs to find Li Qi had actually entered.

"How did you get in?" Lu Qianjiao's eyes widened.

Li Banfeng didn't answer her question. He looked around the room and asked, "Sister-in-law,"

Where is my junior brother?

Lu Qianjiao really couldn't understand how Li Qi got into the house, but she wasn't one to be pretentious.

Having lost the bet, she didn't press Li Qi his methods, but only asked him one question, "Why did you seek out Peddler?"

Li Qi truthfully replied, "There's a rumor that the Peddler fought a Heavenly Person, lost, and died. I've come to find him because—..."

Before Li Banfeng could finish speaking, Lu Qianjiao suddenly clenched her fists.

"She dueled with the Peddler?" Lu Ganjiao's eyes were bloodshot, her once beautiful and flawless face now twisted into a ferocious and terrifying expression. "That bitch, she should have been torn to pieces long ago!"

PS: What's wrong with Lu Qianjiao? Why is she so angry?