Infernal Artist

Liu Ping sat on the window seat, resting his chin on his hands, silently thinking about everything that had happened recently.

A ray of fire flew from the very far sky.

The firelight flew down and turned into a communication talisman in front of him.

Liu Ping took the talisman and activated his spiritual power.

Li Changxue's voice came out from the talisman: "I have become a sword immortal in the realm of gods. The sect asked me to take over as the leader. I think it doesn't matter whether I take it or not. What do you think?"

Reached the realm of gods?

Liu Ping understood.

It was the effect of that magical elixir that not only cured the poison in her body, but also helped her cross a great realm.

Be the leader...?

Now that everything is coming to an end, it would actually be a good thing if she could get a certain say.

Liu Ping put his spiritual thoughts into the talisman and said, "You must be the leader. The war between humans and demons is about to begin. You need more power."

After saying that, he let go of the messenger talisman.

Liu Ping sat for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands and said: "It's the last day, I have to work hard!"

He stood up, walked out of the restaurant, determined his direction, rose into the sky, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky.

Not long after flying, another figure flew into the sky from somewhere in Dark Mist Town, followed closely behind him, and soon caught up with him, walking side by side.

Andrea!

…

Underground cave.

The two figures moved forward quickly.

Not long after, an empty field appeared in front of them.

I saw that there were densely packed coffins here, extending to the end of the line of sight.

——This is the catacomb Liu Pinggang saw when he woke up!

"What are we doing here?" Andrea asked.

"Down here is the refuge of the human race." Liu Ping said.

"Shelter? I'm afraid the minions of the Goddess of Pain have already figured it out. After all, they can send monks down there." Andrea said.

"Yes." Liu Ping nodded.

When he first took refuge here, he and some monks saw extremely terrifying monsters appearing on the ground.

Now that I think about it, the terrifying monster is also part of the plot, prompting the monks to hide deep underground to help the devils explore the situation of the human race's underground shelter.

According to this plot, the practitioners were seduced by the saints and became the source of their power.

But now——

"Gua Sheng is my master. After I saw his image, I had a guess in my mind." Liu Ping said.

Layers of spiritual light lit up in the cave ahead, condensing into regular and fine spiritual pattern restrictions out of thin air, blocking the way forward for the two of them.

"That video? I don't understand what he is talking about at all." Andrea said.

"The hexagram saint did not deny the hexagram calculated by others," Liu Ping said.

"You mean, underground shelters can really help humans tide over difficulties?" Andrea asked.

"right."

"But the shelters did not stop the devil - and since night has enveloped the world, the secrets cannot be tested anymore. No one knows when these underground shelters will be able to help." Andrea said.

"There is only one day left in this world. If it can save everyone, it should be today!"

Liu Ping said, casually taking out the Snow Shadow Knife and pointing towards the layers of restrictions.

On the sword, the fine golden spirit patterns were dazzling, and a ball of golden light burst out to shine on the many restrictions.

All restrictions were instantly opened.

"How did you release these practitioners' restrictions all at once?" Andrea asked doubtfully.

"Master is very lazy. I designed these things at the beginning, and he didn't change much when he finally arranged them." Liu Ping said with emotion.

——Now that I have become a monk in the realm of gods, I no longer have to jump off a cliff to enter a certain level of the underground shelter like last time.

Moreover, the cliff can only reach the fortieth floor at most.

In fact, this specially designed shelter is not only this deep.

Liu Ping took Andrea, opening the restrictions layer by layer, and flew deep underground.

Along the way, you can see various large defensive formations, solid bunkers, warehouses filled with various supplies, and hidden shelters.

In the past era, these were prepared to preserve the last fire of the human race.

but.

Everyone still died.

——Even the whole world sank into eternal night.

Until now.

Liu Ping gradually slowed down and stopped in front of a heavy door.

ahead.

Sixtieth floor.

"Huh? I don't seem to see any magic circles or anything like that." Andrea said.

Liu Ping looked at the huge door and said softly: "Yes, from this floor onwards, no one is allowed to enter."

"What's behind the door?" Andrea asked with interest.

Liu Ping did not answer, but stepped forward and pushed the giant door hard.

Rumble, rumble——

The entire huge stone door collapsed backwards, sending up layers of flying dust mist.

Liu Ping waved his hand, brushing away the dust, and strode behind the huge door.

It was dark inside.

If you use your spiritual mind, you can find that this is just an empty room, and behind the room are rocks that have not yet been excavated.

A half-built road leads to a pile of rocks——

It looked like a bunker under construction. Since it had not been completed yet, it had to be covered with a door in a hurry.

Liu Ping looked around and said:

"A lot of people have been here, and even the door has collapsed."

"Yes, the Goddess of Pain will never give up exploring all the secrets of this world. She must have found a way to get here - but it seems that this place has not been built yet." Andrea said.

Liu Ping turned around and said, "Let's go."

Andrea was startled, then quickly followed his pace and said, "Did our trip go in vain?"

"No, in fact, we had already imagined such a situation back then." Liu Ping showed a look of reminiscence.

then--

"Liu Ping, come here, I have something to ask you."

"That's enough, old man. I designed the entire underground shelter. Can you use your own brain to get the remaining items?"

“Haha, there’s only one last question left—guaranteed to be the last one.”

"Hey, I really owe you in my previous life. Tell me."

"Suppose one day, the entire underground shelter is discovered by the enemy, and all the human cultivators are killed in the battle, and before I die, I want to pass on some news to you. This news cannot be discovered by the occupiers. Only you will know the contents after reading it. Secret—how do you think it should be designed?”

"Such a high request... Let me think about it. If we have it, we will set up a useless construction area on the last floor of the shelter."

"Is this useful?"

"This construction site must be completely real and show the situation where we are digging downwards. In this way, no matter what method the enemy uses, they will not find anything and they will leave with peace of mind."

"Then what?"

"If one day in the future, I see a room like this and immediately know that you have something to tell me, I will go back three floors to look for the information you left behind."

"Very well, disciple, I will leave something on that floor that only you can see."

Liu Ping couldn't help but sigh when he recalled this.

"We're going three floors back," he said.

"Go back?" Andrea asked.

"Yes."

Liu Ping took Andrea all the way back, counted three floors, and then stopped.

I saw that this was a square used for gathering.

Around the empty square, many murals are carved on the walls. Each mural tells the history, sects, techniques and famous figures of the world of spiritual practice.

Murals are one of the most intuitive ways for a civilization to present itself.

The shelter is meant to preserve fire.

Therefore, in the shelter, you can see old murals full of historical vicissitudes on every floor.

Liu Ping looked over one by one and saw various symbols, words and graphics recorded on these murals.

He kept going all the way, and soon he had covered most of the distance.

finally.

He stopped in front of a mural.

There were several practitioners on the mural. They were holding scrolls and groping with their hands to learn the techniques on them.

Liu Ping sighed, put his hand on the carved scroll, and carefully touched the strange characters.

"What text is this?" Andrea asked with interest.

"Braille, I was once blind, so I can understand the content just by touching it," Liu Ping said.

"What's in this book?"

"It's nothing. I just introduced a secret technique called Multiple Spiritual Clouds Presenting Prosperity, and said that this secret technique was false and was a technique used by evil cultivators in the past to deceive."

"Strange, if this is a clue, why is it engraved on the wall like this? What if those Lady of Pain's men understand the braille and know the magic in it-"

"No." Liu Ping said.

"ah?"

"This technique is my own creation. After seeing it, the old man paid a fee and asked me not to resell it. As for me, although I am unreliable in other things, I have always been very particular about the integrity of my business, for fear of ruining my own business. Shop sign."

"So except me and him, no one in the world knows this technique." Liu Ping said calmly.

He lowered his head silently and made a sign with his hands.

——Secret technique, multiple spiritual clouds present auspiciousness!

In an instant, the surrounding darkness was illuminated, and endless auras gathered and wandered over the high and magnificent murals, making each mural seem to come alive.

Among those murals, all the practitioners looked towards Liu Ping and looked at the magic formula in his hand.

Liu Ping took a breath and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoists, you are all dead, but at some point in the past, you must have had something to say to me. Now is the time!"

On the mural, all the practitioners were holding the magic formula together——

All of a sudden.

Layers of spiritual light condensed into an array out of thin air and enveloped Liu Ping!