Infernal Artist

"start?"

Liu Ping asked, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The Goddess said solemnly: "The initiation method of our Heavenly Demon clan is also called Soul Fusion."

"Soul Fusion? I've never heard of this." Liu Ping said.

"This method is to infuse the memory in my soul into you, so that you can directly understand the knowledge about the underworld. However, there is too much knowledge in the underworld, and it may take us a lot of time."

"Memory? Compared to telling it directly, this initiation method is better."

"It's good, but it also has shortcomings. Because I am a demon, when my soul is connected to you, various demonic realms will definitely be triggered in your heart. You must hold on."

"Is it my inner demon? Okay, I understand."

Liu Ping closed his eyes and gradually entered a state of concentration.

The goddess kept walking around him, murmuring words.

boom--

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the thunder is rolling.

The catastrophe has officially begun.

I saw flashing thunderballs floating down from the deep sky, turning into a flash of blue and white light, striking at Liu Ping fiercely.

The green-faced and fanged ghost suddenly rose into the air and tore apart the thunder ball with a pair of sharp claws.

It floated in the air and said loudly: "Everyone, I don't need to tell you, you all already know that humans and demons are gathering, and the entire world will move toward final destruction."

"But you have all seen that even the goddess is explaining the knowledge of the underworld to him."

"Although it feels a bit outrageous, he is the descendant of Shu Dao and has proven with the speed of his practice that if there is still a little hope in this world-"

"If we still have a chance to return to the Six Paths World -"

"That's him!"

The green-faced and fanged ghost took a deep breath and said loudly: "Come on, everyone, we must protect him even if it is for ourselves!"

All the ghosts shouted in unison: "Protect him! Protect him!"

They formed an airtight circle, constantly resisting the thunder from the outside, while Tiannu and Liu Ping were protected by the ghosts in the middle.

The spell in the goddess's mouth suddenly stopped.

I saw streaks of colorful divine light emanating from her body, swaying in the wind like a peacock spreading its tail.

"The initiation is about to begin," the goddess said.

"Come!" Liu Ping said with his eyes closed.

With light steps, the goddess walked up to him and stopped behind him. She opened her arms and hugged him gently.

The divine light fell down one after another, covering the two of them.

…

There was the sound of water flowing all around.

Liu Ping suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was standing on a floating bridge.

Not far from him, an old man had just fished out a baby from the water.

The old man sighed: "I see, you are blind with one arm, no wonder no one wants you, you should just follow me."

Liu Ping watched this scene carefully, unaware that black shadows gradually appeared behind him.

Those black shadows were floating around him, whispering softly:

"Why did you abandon me?"

"Does a disabled person deserve to die?"

"This world... is full of cruel and vicious people. They have no reason to continue living."

"Kill, kill, kill them all!"

Liu Ping suddenly smiled, shook his head and said, "Okay, stop being naughty, I know you are a demon."

The black figures suddenly froze.

The next moment.

The floating bridge, the long river, the old man and the baby turned into light and shadow and disappeared in a flash.

Between heaven and earth, there was only a dark yellow light.

Immediately afterwards.

An endless black mountain peak suddenly appeared.

It is so majestic and magnificent, with a sense of antiquity and vicissitudes of life, as if it has existed since the prehistoric times.

The voice of the goddess of heaven then sounded: "In the world of Huangquan, there is a large iron mountain surrounded by mountains. This mountain connects to the sky and connects to hell. It blocks the endless wind and calamity in the void and allows the world of the dead to survive..."

As the goddess narrated, countless knowledge related to Datiewei Mountain kept flashing in Liu Ping's mind.

At this moment, he was like a goddess, pursuing past knowledge only through memory.

time flies.

He has memorized all the knowledge related to Datiewei Mountain.

At some point, another black shadow appeared from behind him and began to transform into various illusions.

The next moment.

Liu Ping opened his eyes unconsciously.

He found himself on a rugged mountain road.

Several teenagers in Taoist uniforms surrounded the young self and laughed: "Look at this monster, he can't see clearly, and he's missing one of his hands. I really don't know how he learned Taoism!"

"But that's it at best. Look -"

A young man suddenly kicked out and kicked his young self away.

"Hahaha, he doesn't know how to fight! He doesn't even know how to fight with force!" the young man laughed.

Countless black shadows embraced Liu Ping and whispered in his ears:

"These people are born evil."

"They enjoy bullying others. Even if they have the qualifications to practice, they only become more destructive."

"Why? Why should you save such a person?"

"Let them die."

"Revenge, kill them all!"

Liu Ping watched with gusto, and was not angry at all when he heard this. He just smiled and said, "Do you think I looked like a dog when I was kicked out?"

boom--

The black shadows dispersed directly.

The illusion in the memory turned into streams of gray and disappeared into the void.

Liu Ping once again came to the dark mountain that reached into the sky and the earth.

He turned and looked behind him.

A dim yellow river flows from the sky, rolling towards the endless darkness of the void between the clouds and fog.

The voice of the goddess sounded again: "The river of reincarnation...the river of forgetfulness."

"All the dead must go through the River of Forgetfulness before they can be reincarnated again and go to the other five realms in reincarnation."

A gust of wind blew, and Liu Ping closed his eyes slightly.

In his consciousness, the past of Wangchuan River and the knowledge contained in it kept emerging.

He began to remember Wangchuan's past.

time flies.

I don't know how long it took, but he had memorized all the knowledge related to Wangchuan.

At this time, the black shadow behind him became more huge, almost turning into substance, and enveloped him again.

The world has changed.

Liu Ping found himself in a snowy wilderness.

A female cultivator stood in the wind and snow, looking at her other self shyly.

"Liu Ping, I like you."

Female nun.

"But I'm blind, don't you mind it?" He said hesitantly.

"What does it matter? Your six arts have already surpassed those of your peers. You are the most talented person. I like you like this." The female monk said.

"Then - okay." He said to himself.

Liu Ping watched as he walked forward step by step, wanting to hold the other person's hand.

Suddenly, dozens of practitioners came out of the snow, all laughing and saying:

"He actually took it seriously."

"Hahaha, a guy like him really thinks he can capture Fairy Zhang's heart."

"Look, look, he wants to hold Fairy Zhang's hand."

"Monster Liu Ping!"

"Such a person actually wants to eat swan meat like a toad?"

Liu Ping stood aside, quietly looking at himself who was at a loss as well as the practitioners around him.

The boundless black shadow emerged from behind him and murmured:

"How ugly the human heart is."

"They take pleasure in scheming others and promoting themselves by ridiculing others."

"There's no point in living for these guys."

"They should die!"

Liu Ping pondered without saying a word, just looking at himself back then.

Suddenly, Yana's voice sounded in his heart.

"Is this you in the past?" she asked.

"Yes, this is me in the last life - actually, I can't say that in the previous life, I just took a magic pill and pretended to be dead for a long time, and then my appearance changed." Liu Ping said.

Yana was silent for a few breaths, then suddenly said: "I think you were more handsome in the last life."

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

"You at that time - although your body was disabled, your face showed real emotions - and in our purgatory and eternal night, even those powerful demon kings never showed up in their entire lives. Dare to show your true emotions.”

Yana lowered her voice and said, "You are very brave, Liu Ping."

Liu Ping smiled and said, "When you gave me that 'Ye Shen's Clothes of Nothingness', you seemed to have paid a big price. Are you feeling better now?"

Yana whispered: "It's better. I originally wanted to see how the inner demon tortures you, but I didn't see any pain in your heart."

Liu Ping said: "Pained because of other people's actions? No, they will always be trapped in their own ugliness, miserable and unaware of it, and will suffer from it forever. This is pain that they cannot detect, but it is not mine, Yana."

boom--

All the black shadows dispersed from behind him and turned into flying ashes.

The world is dim.

The torrential river water comes from the sky and flows towards the depths of samsara.

There are corpses floating on the river, one by one, following different undercurrents and moving in different directions.

Liu Ping stood on the river, hands folded, waiting quietly.

The voice of the goddess echoed around again with a hint of anxiety: "I will tell you about the knowledge of hell next, but I can only go so far."

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

"We have spent too much time. Your catastrophe is about to end, and the war between humans and demons has begun. You must create a magical skill as soon as possible." The goddess said.

"Okay, tell me the knowledge about hell." Liu Ping said.

The river gave way to both sides.

At the bottom of the river, a long road appeared in front of Liu Ping.

Liu Ping felt that he kept moving forward, passing through a long distance, entering the heart of the big iron-enclosed mountain, and then kept going down——

Countless screams and screams of pain followed.

"Hell... there are eighteen levels in total. It is the place of atonement for all sinful beings." The voice of the goddess sounded.

As she told her story, knowledge related to hell began to appear in Liu Ping's memory one after another.