Infernal Artist

Liu Ping looked at these small words, and the expression on his face gradually became vivid.

"I see...it's because I have money that you gave me such a skill, right?"

In the void in front of him, he saw lines of burning small characters staying there:

"Congratulations."

"You have obtained a new mysterious side magic——"

"Performance ability: first time performer."

"Explanation: You can designate the enemy as a first-time performer. The designated enemy will be like participating in the performance for the first time. It is extremely easy to forget the words or make failed actions. You can choose the above two options."

"Activating this skill requires a large amount of currency."

"——Money has nothing to do with art, but our art requires money."

Liu Ping stood there and pondered.

This skill is quite useful. At many moments in the battle, it can sometimes be used to trick others.

Good, very good, suits me.

He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped in place and said: "This metal ball was originally the demon-conquering pestle from Tianwaitian. It contains extremely powerful power to subdue demons and eliminate demons. If you don't use it, I will take it away. "

A line of small words appeared:

"up to you."

Liu Ping nodded and put the metal ball into the storage bag.

It was almost the end of the afternoon and it was getting dark.

——You have to hurry up, otherwise you will be in trouble when the monster comes later!

Liu Ping rushed into the military camp like flying, found a Nascent Soul monk who was in charge of guarding the camp, and put his hand on his storage bag.

I saw Liu Ping pressing one hand on the storage bag and using the other hand to perform magic tricks, changing continuously.

In just three or two breaths, the storage bag suddenly made a "pop" sound.

——The restriction on the storage bag has been opened!

"Anyway, you have lost yourself, so why not contribute some strength to me so that I can save you in the future."

Liu Ping was not polite, took all the materials and spirit stones, and turned to another Nascent Soul cultivator.

It still only took a few breaths for the restriction on the opponent's storage bag to be broken.

"Very good. We have some basic materials, including Wanxue Leng wood! It can be used as a knife handle."

Liu Ping said with satisfaction.

Next, he looked for high-level practitioners, opened their storage bags, searched for spiritual stones, and looked for materials.

It took about a quarter of an hour.

The spiritual stones have been greatly replenished, and the materials are almost enough.

Liu Ping rushed into the weapons shop, lit the furnace, and threw various materials in. Finally, he also threw in the metal ball that was transformed into the Demonic Pestle.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in the void:

"With your current strength, you cannot give full play to your original weapon refining method: Shu Dao forging."

"Do you still want to forge a sword?"

Liu Ping said without hesitation: "This is the best opportunity, let's make one first and then talk about it!"

A majestic spiritual power radiated from Liu Ping's body.

He closed his eyes and counted his breaths, sighing: "You will use up all your spiritual power in one go."

After saying that, he made a trick.

boom--

The fire in the furnace flew out and turned into a golden fire snake, flying around the weapon shop.

The various weapons displayed on the wall and arranged on the shelves flew up one after another, and were swallowed one by one by the fire snakes.

The fire snake specializes in looking for weapons that are above the level of treasure weapons to devour, then flies to Liu Ping and spits out globs of shiny metallic liquid into the furnace.

After a few breaths, the entire weapon shop was empty of any weapons.

Unwilling to be reconciled, the fire snake flew out of the weapon shop and wandered back and forth in the military camp, sucking the practitioners' weapons into the air one by one and swallowing them.

About half an hour.

The flaming snake flew back and crashed into the furnace.

Liu Ping's hand technique changed and he shouted in a low voice: "Ascend to the Supreme, fall to the Nine Netherworld, this is an unpredictable technique, condense it for me!"

Stab——

Smoke rose from the furnace.

A blood-red edge flew up from the furnace and floated gently in the air.

Liu Ping frowned and murmured: "With the Demon-Subduing Pestle, the Supreme Technique is even more powerful. Jiuyou is obviously insufficient. Such a weapon will break sooner or later. It would be great if we could get some more materials from evil heretics... …”

He suddenly remembered something and took out the monster's eyeballs.

"go!"

The eyeball fell into the furnace and was burned by the fire of the spell, and a black light suddenly appeared.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Liu Ping waved his spell to attract the black light and merge it into the bloody edge.

He took a few steps back and clasped his hands together.

I saw layers of crystal clear ice emerging from the void, solidifying the sharp edge in it.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The frost melted into water and poured completely into the furnace, extinguishing the flames.

And the bloody sharpness gradually became dim, and finally turned into a gray and dull long knife.

"There are too few materials and my strength is not enough. This time I just forged a basic model..."

Liu Ping said to himself.

He took a few steps forward, stretched out his fingers and flicked the knife's spine.

Click!

The gray shell on the outside of the long knife cracked slightly, revealing the color of snow inside.

He stretched out his hand, held the long knife and waved it gently.

The long knife was as white as daylight, breaking through the gray shell outside, causing bursts of ash to fall to the ground.

This is a long knife three fingers wide. The blade is as straight as a line, but there is a tall raised angle at the end of the blade.

Liu Ping held the knife motionless.

He seemed to be integrated with the knife, and the sharpness of the entire knife gradually became apparent.

When he waved the long knife gently, a flash of cold snowy light and a shadow of darkness appeared at the same time where the blade was pointing, looking full of monsters.

In the void, a line of small burning characters appeared floating:

"This is the first sword you forged after waking up. It is a unique weapon created by you. Please give it a name."

"The blade of the sword is like snow, so it's called Snow Shadow." Liu Ping said.

The burning small characters spread out quickly, revealing the corresponding explanation:

"You forged the long sword: Snow Shadow."

"Since the blade is engraved with unique magic-inducing spiritual patterns, you can use it to release formations, talismans, and even various other secret techniques."

"A collection of all kinds of ingenuity and the culmination of all kinds of magic, this sword cannot be distinguished by traditional levels of practice."

Liu Ping put away the knife and counted the time.

It was almost dusk.

I don’t know if Karadu has detected anything. In short, we must rush back to Dark Mist Town before dark.

Liu Ping took out the green card.

——The return card from Karadu.

He threw the card high and said, "Return."

The card suddenly turned into a green light, enveloped him, and disappeared into the void with him.

…

Western Wilderness Camp.

Half an hour later.

Everything gradually returned to normal.

The practitioners began to be busy again.

At this time, a woman slowly walked out of the Tianyin Pavilion tent and came to the edge of the camp.

The woman looked around as if she was looking for something.

But nothing was gained.

She thought about it and closed her eyes for a moment.

Just listen to her talking to herself:

"It's interesting that I was attacked by the cultivator's war formation... Such a method would not be used by an adult..."

The woman snorted softly and ran towards Fangshi.

A quarter of an hour later.

The tent of Tianyin Pavilion.

A gust of fragrant wind accompanied by the pleasant sound of tinkling dong dong, the graceful figure walked in.

"Sister Lianxue, what are you looking at?" a woman asked.

"It's strange, why are so many people wearing hats?" the woman asked.

The woman from before laughed and said, "I heard that someone secretly posted it without any money."

Lianxue was silent for a while.

I just went to the city to look for information.

In Kefang City, many practitioners put on bamboo hats and walked hurriedly on the road.

This kind of bamboo hat is a masterpiece of the weapon refiner. It can avoid the detection of eyes and spiritual thoughts, cover the face and cultivation level, cover up the aura fluctuations caused by actions, and can even change the tone of speech. It is quite favored by practitioners.

Since refining is difficult, the price of the hat is naturally high.

Usually only powerful and wealthy practitioners can afford to buy it.

but now……

Many people wear it.

——As long as you don’t take the initiative to reveal your identity, no one will know who is hiding under the hat.

Lianxue walked around but couldn't find anyone to talk to.

No clue at all.

In addition, after having this bamboo hat, many things among practitioners have been changed.

The plots that would have happened when they met each other have been completely destroyed.

——This is a serious matter.

"Forget it, just let the judge clear everything."

She walked for a while, stopped in place, and said with a chill on her face.