Lord of Puluo

Second floor?

Second-story house repair?

Doesn't it take ten years to gain a level of cultivation?

It's only been two months since I started, and now I'm building a second-story house?

I almost forgot that the promotion level of a house cultivator is related to the house spirit. According to Luo Yuni, if a house cultivator cannot please the house spirit, he will not be promoted even after practicing for many years. ░▒▓██▓▒░

This caused Li Banfeng to misunderstand, thinking that the process of Zhai Ling's promotion would only have counterproductive effects.

But he didn't expect that Zhai Ling also had a way to promote promotion, but the magnitude of the promotion made Li Banfeng unable to believe it was true.

Ten years!

It took less than three months for Li Banfeng to become a home cultivator. In the blink of an eye, he had gained ten years of cultivation from someone else?

This is impossible!

Li Banfeng was very eager to cultivate. He even had the extravagant hope of being promoted to the tenth level and having three times his life span.

But there are no free gifts in this world, all gifts have a price.

Just like elixirs can replace practice, but elixirs are expensive and all elixirs are poisonous.

Li Banfeng didn't beat around the bush and asked the record player directly: Give me the second level of cultivation, what do you want me to do?

Tsk~

The record player sang aggrievedly: Our husband and wife are so loving, why did my husband say such unpleasant things?

Li Banfeng curled his lips and said, When you fell out with me before, where did you put your love?

Chichi~

The record player snorted coldly: Hey husband, my little slave doesn't like to hear what you are saying. How can a husband and wife not quarrel? It's not just a quarrel at the head of the bed and a fight at the end of the bed. If the little slave loses his temper for a moment, the husband can beat him. , you can scold me, but you can’t hold a grudge~

Li Banfeng got up from the ground and wiped the dust off his body: Okay, I don't hold grudges. I'll tell you what you want.

Husband, this little slave only wants you and nothing else.

Tell me, what do you want?

My little slave treats you wholeheartedly, how can you turn a blind eye?

Tell me quickly, what do you want?

The record player cried: This little slave is so infatuated, but I can't get any sincerity from my husband.

Li Banfeng put on his hat: If you don't say anything, I'll leave.

The record player stopped crying: Husband, I'm hungry.

Li Banfeng sat back on the bed, rubbed his cheeks, and was speechless for a while.

Baby girl.

She was hungry again.

Back in the deep mountains and old forests, Li Banfeng attracted a bunch of dead souls controlled by Luo Yuni. The record player ate the dead souls and sent Li Banfeng to the first floor.

During this period, Li Banfeng found a lot of fresh souls for the record player, and also fed the record player with fifteen spiritual servants. The record player was very happy and gave Li Banfeng another level of cultivation.

She was happy, but what should she do next?

How can souls be so easy to find?

Madam, when did you finish eating? Didn't you just eat yesterday?

Tsk~

The record player sneered: Hey, sir, where do you start talking about this? You ate yesterday, but you didn't eat today?

Li Banfeng nodded and said, I haven't eaten at all today.

My husband is hungry too. Go eat quickly. Buy groceries as soon as you finish eating. Come back early after shopping.

It's so easy to buy groceries. I feed you the dead souls every day. Do you think I'm a murderous pervert?

Tsk~

Banglanglang~

The record player laughed repeatedly: Ms. sir, have you killed enough people?

Li Banfeng said angrily: Then I'm not a pervert. I've been promoted to the second floor. I should have some skills, right?

There are techniques, please listen carefully, carefully, carefully~

Li Banfeng was stunned: Madam, why do you still stutter?

Ms. sir, put some engine oil on my little slave.

Li Banfeng brought the oil can and opened the cover, only to see the water tank boiling and the steam rolling, one after another, continuously.

The record player can do everything, clean the house, wash clothes, kill people...the only thing it can't do is fill itself with engine oil.

Madam, you can add fuel to yourself, why can't you add engine oil?

The record player replied: The fuel is added in the front cabinet, where I can touch it, and the oil is in the back box, where I can't touch it.

New 🅇.🄲🄾🄼

Li Banfeng suddenly realized.

It turns out that there are differences between the front cabinet and the back cabinet.

Tsk~

The record player exclaimed: Mr., it's not that there's a shortage of engine oil.

Sir, you can't touch that water valve.

Sir, you need to be more careful with that gear. Sir, that screw doesn’t need to be oiled.

My husband~

My husband~

The record player kept calling.

Li Banfeng closed the cover, sat next to the record player, and said silently: Madam, please tell me your technique. I will listen carefully.

Seeing Li Banfeng's serious expression, the record player asked: Hey, sir, are you so serious again?

Li Banfeng nodded: I've always been serious.

Hey, sir, are you feeling happy?

Li Banfeng nodded.

A few words will make you happy?

Li Banfeng nodded.

The record player was silent for a long time, playing an adagio, and sang softly: Mr., do you want to wash your clothes?

Li Banfeng nodded and said, Of course you need to wash it.

Hooah~ You crazy man! The three speakers smoked together, and the record player roared angrily, Next time something like this happens, can you take it out in advance? It's a big piece every time. You don't know how to wash clothes? How hard is it?”

Li Banfeng put on new clothes, sat next to the record player and said, Madam, please tell me the technique, and I'll listen to it.

Don't come up, don't get so close, or you'll have to wash another one. The record player used a burst of steam to force Li Banfeng back, and then talked about the technique:

The second-level skill is called insight into spiritual sounds, which is the cultivation of the ears.

Is it the cultivation of the ears again?

Li Banfeng picked up the gold earrings refined by Zhou Yujuan and asked, Isn't this the Shunfeng ear? I learned another earring technique, am I repeating it?

Hey husband, this is not a repetition. The gentle ear allows the husband to hear far away, and the insight into the spiritual sound allows the husband to listen more.

There are many spiritual things in this world. Spiritual things can speak, but ordinary people cannot understand them. As long as your husband concentrates his mind and listens attentively, he can hear the sounds of spiritual things.

Li Banfeng likes this skill very much.

This skill fits the temperament of an otaku.

Otakus can always hear more sounds than others, they can hear the whimpering of figures and the wails of comic books, because otakus take life more seriously.

Li Banfeng put his ear to the record player and listened carefully.

Chichi~

The record player is a little nervous.

My husband, why are you listening to my belly? How can I still conceive a child for you?

Where is the spiritual sound? Li Banfeng held the record player and listened for a long time, but could not hear the spiritual sound.

Chichi~

The record player sneered: Mr. Sir, I can talk to you, but you don't need to use any skills to listen.

That's right, there is no need to listen on the record player side.

What other spiritual things are there?

Li Banfeng picked up the copper lotus and listened carefully for a long time, but could not hear any movement.

Madam, isn't this a spiritual thing?

Tsk tsk~ The record player sighed:

This bitch Honglian is indeed a spiritual being, but she is too high-ranking and has a shy temperament. My husband still cannot understand her spiritual voice.

The level of the copper lotus is too high again?

What else is spiritual?

Is there any spirituality in my life?

Li Banfeng lay on the wall, concentrated his thoughts, and listened carefully.

The record player hurriedly shouted: Husband, you can't do this!

Huchi~huchi~

what sound?

Buzz~~

Li Banfeng heard a long, low cry, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

This house is really unusual. No wonder that bitch Honglian was so cautious that she didn't have the guts to fight with me. Maybe she was a little reckless when she followed this madman in. There was a layer of dew on the record player, like sweat. generally.

PS: I picked up the mobile hard drive full of precious information and I could hear her talking to me.

Dear readers, try it too, you can really hear it!