Infernal Artist

In the camp.

The martial arts practitioner cupped his fists and said, "I am Wang Cheng, a disciple of Lu Yun Sect."

Liu Ping said: "I'm Chen Shuangyu."

"Brother Chen Shuangyu, which sect are you a disciple of?" Wang Cheng asked.

"I am a true disciple of Shen Tian Sect." Liu Ping said.

"Shentian Sect, it turns out you are a disciple of a famous sect." Wang Cheng clicked his tongue.

"Actually, it's nothing. Most of our Shentian Sect disciples are sword masters. Every time we charge forward, the casualties are more tragic than those of other sects. Thirty percent of the Soul Lanterns in the Minghun Palace have been extinguished." Liu Pingping said without changing his expression.

"Sure enough, he has a grand style and is admirable!" Wang Cheng sighed.

The soul lamp is naturally bound to the life soul of the practitioner. Once the practitioner dies, the soul lamp will extinguish itself.

However, the process of making a soul lamp is quite troublesome. It goes through dozens of processes, spanning weapon refining, Taoism, and hexagram techniques. It also needs to be refined by a person with a high level of cultivation before he can light the soul lamp for his disciples.

Therefore, only famous sects often have Minghun Palaces where soul lanterns are placed.

so……

Liu Ping also has a soul lamp.

Even though the sect couldn't take care of him because of the current chaos, sooner or later after his death, someone would definitely come to check on him.

Not knowing the details of the other party, Liu Ping could only use this roundabout way to persuade the other party not to have any evil intentions.

Finished speaking.

The two fell into silence at the same time.

Wang Cheng seemed to have encountered some problem, frowning and thinking about something.

Liu Ping quickly checked his storage bag.

Several spiritual stones.

A knife.

A bunch of copper coins.

Two ordinary monastic books.

A few pitiful Bigu Pills.

Then there was none.

These should have been prepared by the master in advance, which is very consistent with Liu Ping's status as a Qi Refining disciple of the Baisheng Sect.

but--

I'm afraid Master didn't expect that as soon as he woke up, he would meet a person who had come back from the dead and would be in danger.

Master didn't calculate it?

This is a strange thing.

Liu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly.

His injury was healing rapidly, and as long as he didn't move, it almost didn't hurt.

But if you want to immediately jump into battle and compete with a strange dead man, that's still far away.

Moreover, the other party is a foundation-building monk, and he might even have magical powers.

If the opponent has magical powers, there is no need to fight at all.

But Wang Cheng shook his neck, casually put his hand on the storage bag, and asked: "Brother Chen, as a true disciple, you should have some means of self-defense. Why are you in this situation?"

Liu Ping sighed and said: "There is nothing we can do if we encounter the main force of demons."

Wang Cheng sighed: "Then you are really unlucky."

Liu Ping turned slightly sideways in the stretcher, put his hands on the storage bag at his waist, and then said: "Everyone is dead, but I am the only one who survived - after all, I have the most defense means, this is really lucky Things."

"That's right." Wang Cheng agreed.

With Chen Shuangyu's strength, no matter how many methods he had, it would still not be enough in front of the main army of demons.

It's a miracle that he even survived.

After figuring this out, Wang Cheng released his hand from the storage bag and murmured: "It's almost dawn..."

"Yes, it's almost dawn." Liu Ping answered.

As soon as he said these words, Liu Ping suddenly felt something in his heart.

The aura on Wang Cheng's body changed, and his eyes became a little colder.

——What did I say wrong?

Liu Ping immediately thought about it and found that there was no flaw in what he just said.

Only the last sentence "It's almost dawn"...

Is there anything wrong with this?

He suddenly remembered the words of the previous practitioner.

"It's already nine o'clock. In another quarter of an hour, the effect of the medicine on you will disappear. Then I will give you another medicine to consolidate it."

Mao Shi?

wrong.

The sky is still dark, why is it already Mao hour?

If it were really Mao Shi, it would have been daybreak.

But it always stayed dark.

Could it be...

Day will not come?

The answer is very easy to deduce, but—

It's outrageous.

Liu Ping was thinking quickly in his mind when he saw Wang Cheng take out a pill from his arms and said with a smile:

"Brother Chen, I have some good healing pills here. I have been reluctant to take them since the war started. I just took one and all my injuries were healed. Now that I am here with you, I will give you one as a gift. Just give it a try, I’m sure it will work wonders.”

Liu Ping glanced at the pills.

But I saw that the elixir was fiery red, with a golden thread emerging from it, forming a round of dense light on the surface of the elixir, which was quite attractive.

"Controlling Crane Pill!" Liu Ping said with emotion.

"It's the Crane Control Pill. Brother Chen, do you want to try it?" Wang Cheng said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"Haha, I'll be happy if you don't dislike my pill."

"How can you dislike it? This is the Crane Control Pill!" Liu Ping said gratefully, clasping his fists.

——Bullshit Crane Control Pill.

The real Crane-Controlling Pill can make bones grow muscle and even save the Dantian from being broken. How could it be in the hands of a martial arts monk from a small sect?

Besides, if others couldn't recognize this elixir, how could he, Liu Ping, not know what this elixir was?

This elixir looks like the Controlling Crane elixir, but actually it emits two elixir energies, one strong and one weak.

The thick one is the Crane-Controlling Pill on the outside, and the light one is the Poison Pill inside.

Poison elixir also has the same smell.

However, the poison pill is an egg of a demonic insect that can turn people into some kind of terrifying puppet.

This made Liu Ping really pay attention to it.

The monks of the Shentian Sect are good at charging into battles and are also good at various battle defense methods, but there is no branch of alchemy in the sect.

It was also difficult for Wang Cheng, who was wary of the non-existent self-defense methods in "Chen Shuangyu's" hands, so he came up with a plan to kill people with poison pills.

--but why?

If he was really Chen Shuangyu, he would have the protection of the elders behind him, countless trump cards, and even a soul lamp to look after his orders at any time.

And the two monks will return at any time.

With the words "It's almost dawn", this dead man immediately wanted to kill him, without even considering whether he would be fooled. He was simply in a daze.

The reason why I didn't break my face was just because I suddenly woke up and there were still many things I didn't understand.

But now it seems that there is no other way.

Liu Ping's eyes fell into the void, and his thoughts moved slightly.

A moment.

In the void, the flickering characters unfolded before his eyes and turned into a line of small characters:

"Due to insufficient funds, this sequence cannot be started."

Liu Pingmo called out: "Open the piggy bank."

In the void, a few new lines of small characters suddenly appeared:

"Your available balance is: 5462343767 spirit stones."

"You can deposit and withdraw at any time."

"Note: Spiritual stones are a basic currency on the practice side and can be circulated in the world on the practice side."

Liu Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There have indeed been some strange people in history whose magical powers no one can explain.

In the past, when I just got this thing, I thought it was some kind of amazing magical power——

This thing said that there was insufficient funds, so he kept throwing spiritual stones into it, hoping that one day he could open it and completely change his destiny.

As a disciple of Gua Sheng, he is proficient in the six arts and can earn a large amount of spiritual stones no matter what he does.

This is not difficult at all.

pity……

Not long ago, after saving enough 5462343767 spirit stones, this thing sent a new reminder to itself:

"In view of the fact that you have invested too many spirit stones, this sequence will make an exception to enable the 'piggy bank' function for you so that you can deposit and withdraw spirit stones at any time."

"Note that spirit stones are the currency of the cultivation side, but they are not the funds required to open this sequence."

"Please continue to raise funds."

no!

You didn't say it earlier, you waited until I had worked hard for decades.

Isn't this a joke?

At that time, I immediately asked what the real "funding" was.

Only got one answer:

“Please enjoy the joy of exploration.”

This full experience has directly led to the present.

And no matter how he asked, he never got any answer.

Liu Ping was delighted, and he cupped his hands towards Wang Cheng and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Wang, but this thing is not cheap, and I will not let you suffer."

Wang Cheng looked hesitant and said: "This...is not good..."

Liu Ping interrupted him and said: "Brother Wang, I don't like to owe other people favors. It's more peaceful to buy them with money."

Wang Cheng looked at the other party and gradually came back to his senses.

He wanted to kill him, but he mistakenly thought that he was clinging to him.

——It is indeed the virtue of a large sect. I would rather spend some money to buy it than be associated with practitioners of a small sect.

——If he wants to pay, let him pay.

Although he was a little unhappy, as long as he took this pill, everything would be fine.

"That's fine."

Wang Cheng nodded and threw the elixir to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping swallowed the poison pill in one bite.

Wang Cheng was immediately overjoyed.

Liu Ping took the poison pill and there must be no way to survive!

However, during this process, Chen Shuangyu would first sense the therapeutic effect of the elixir.

After all, the outer layer of this pill is a genuine Crane Control Pill, and the real poison pill is wrapped inside, which will take some time to work.

"The elixir is good. I can already feel my body recovering faster." Liu Ping praised.

"Hahaha, of course, how could I cheat you, brother?" Wang Cheng felt relaxed all over and said with a smile.

"Then it's time for me to pay the bill. Please tell me the number." Liu Ping asked.

Wang Cheng said boldly: "Brother, I trust you, just give it to me."

Liu Ping said: "Okay, I will definitely satisfy Brother Wang."

Sudden changes occurred——

A crystal clear mountain peak exuding a cold aura suddenly appeared.

This turned out to be a mountain peak composed entirely of spiritual stones!

boom! ! !

Lingshi Mountain fell from the sky and collided violently with the earth, causing huge smoke and dust to rise into the sky.

Wang Cheng had no time to react and was already pinned down the mountain.

It only takes a breath of time before and after.

"It's such a beautiful world, but you want to kill me." Liu Ping sighed, looking up at the Lingshi Mountain, a look of memory on his face.

"Brother Wang, I'm a lazy person. You see, this mountain was built with spiritual stones during my foundation-building period when I was traveling abroad. In order to avoid fighting with monks of the same level... I was still young at that time, and I had no plans for the future. There were a lot of fantastic ideas and a lot of unscrupulous attempts, and it wasn’t as decadent and boring as it is now.”

He murmured to himself.

At this moment, if you follow his gaze, you can see several murderous characters carved on the front of Lingshi Mountain:

"Under the golden elixir, anyone can be suppressed to death. It's extremely useful."

The man was killed and the words were finished. Liu Ping put his hand on that strange mountain peak.

The next moment.

The entire Lingshi Mountain Peak immediately disappeared without a trace.

From beginning to end, this mountain peak composed entirely of spiritual stones only existed for a few breaths before turning into nothingness like a dream.

Various magic circles surrounded the vast cemetery, and then they all released their magic power to smooth out all the fluctuations.

Besides crushing Wang Cheng to death——

It was as if nothing had happened.

Everything is back to normal.

In the void, two lines of small characters appeared:

"You withdrew the mountain of spiritual stones composed of 200 million spiritual stones from the piggy bank."

"You took back this Lingshi Mountain again."

Liu Pinghun didn't care, he opened his mouth and spit out a pill and put it in his hand.

The layer of dark green fragrance outside the elixir has just melted away.

In fact, the entire pill was swallowed into the belly and was immediately wrapped in spiritual power——

Spiritual power does not speed up refining, but delays its melting.

The poison pill has naturally not yet taken effect.

He swallowed the poison pill just to make Wang Cheng relax his vigilance.

After all, some foundation-building monks have magical powers, and many variables may occasionally occur.

Liu Ping put the elixir into his storage bag, walked to Wang Cheng's body and made a casual gesture.

A coffin flew over and landed steadily in front of Wang Cheng.

I didn't expect to be able to release the spell so soon.

——My injuries are further healing.

But the strength at the peak of Qi refining...

On the battlefield, he can only be regarded as a pawn, not useful at all.

Liu Ping looked at Wang Cheng on the ground and said:

"You must have a lot of secrets, but my injury has not healed, my strength has been lost, and I have to clean the blood stains on the spirit stone later. I really don't have time to take it slow with you."

"Besides -"

"It's time for them to come back."

Liu Ping's tactics changed.

After saying that, Wang Cheng's body flew up and landed firmly in the coffin.

——Wang Cheng died long ago, but his eyes were still open unwillingly.

It seemed that until the moment of death, he still could not believe that his final outcome was to be crushed to death by a spiritual stone mountain.

The coffin closed and slowly sank toward the ground.