Infernal Artist

Under the moon breeze.

The firelight illuminated the baby's face.

The baby was surprisingly calm. He didn't cry a word or move his body curiously.

"Little guy, are you motionless because you are blind? When you grow up, you will know that the world is not just darkness."

The old Taoist priest sat in front of the fire, put his hand on the pipa, and played it gently.

Ding-ding-dong-dong jade beads were scattered all over the floor, and he sang in a low voice:

"Silver candles and autumn light paint the screen coldly,"

"The sky is as blue as water and the clouds are light at night,"

"The sound of wild geese is far away than Xiaoxiang,"

"The moon will shine brightly on the twelfth floor."

A dog barked in the distance in the woodland.

The pipa stopped.

The old Taoist priest put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "Tomorrow's food is calling, it's destined, it's destined!"

He turned the lute behind him, pulled out a sharpened fire stick, and poked it in the fire for a while, listening carefully to where the dog barked.

Lean less.

The old Taoist priest stood up suddenly and went with the fire stick.

In front of the fire.

Only the baby remained.

suddenly.

A voice sounded in the baby's ears:

"I'm late, I'm sorry."

"——I am the new historical recorder. I saw your past destiny when you were dying."

The voice was somewhat emotional:

"Many things in history happen by chance. Sometimes if history doesn't go one way, it will go another way."

"For example, you were rescued."

"Maybe in some parallel world, your master didn't save you when he passed by, and you weren't thrown into the river."

"That's right——"

"We are now in some parallel world without you."

"This is because of the caution of the Lord of Nightmares."

"In this parallel world, the world of six paths of reincarnation is incomplete, so it has nothing to fear."

"It thinks this is convenient for it and can kill you at will, but it doesn't know that this is where your opportunity lies."

“Nothing is fixed here.”

"You have met the Lord of Nightmares and met the spirit. If one day you find a real way to deal with nightmares -"

"Please start creating that martial arts book."

"When you succeed, I will be responsible for fixing everything you experienced here into history, turning it back to the main timeline, and replacing that history."

"Come on."

"Waiting for good news."

The sound faded away.

After hearing this, the baby closed his eyes and thought quietly.

Martial arts...

Extraordinary martial arts scripture!

He had already been defeated by the Lord of Nightmares, and he knew how powerful it was. He also knew that countless spirits were no match for Nightmare.

So.

How to create the most powerful martial arts sutra of Gui Zang?

The mountain breeze blows.

Amidst the sound of forest leaves, a burst of pipa sound came on the wind, and the voice of the old Taoist priest floated on the empty mountain:

"But God doesn't follow man's wishes,

Just like the old geese landing on the flat sand,

Spending time miserable and miserable. "

Soon.

The old Taoist priest came back dejectedly, threw the fire stick on the ground, and muttered:

"Beast, it runs so fast and can't even yell back? How does it know that I want to eat it? Mom!"

The baby couldn't help laughing at this moment.

The old Taoist priest saw him smiling and glared: "Are you still laughing? I don't have anything to eat, what are you going to eat? You are so hungry -"

He suddenly paused.

Yes.

I can eat dog meat, but not dolls.

The old Taoist priest thought for a moment and murmured: "No, if this baby is hungry, won't he cry all night long? I have to show my true skills and get him some food."

As he said this, he threw a handful of firewood into the fire and immediately stood up.

A while passed.

The old Taoist priest came back with two fishes, all wet, threw the fish into the blackened iron pot, and said to himself:

"You should be able to eat the fish soup. I remember that during the early famine, the children by the river relied on this to survive."

The baby's eyes drooped, as if he didn't hear at all.

"Hmph, wait until the fish soup is ready, and you'll know you're hungry."

…

Fast forward five years.

Rainy.

Mountain temple.

The old Taoist lay beside the fire, moaning incessantly.

The figure of a child appeared at the temple door.

He had a black cloth over his eyes, a dagger in his hand, and a gourd tied around his waist. As soon as he came in, he walked over to Lao Dao and pressed his hand on Lao Dao's pulse.

"You have to endure it for a few more days. It's really a fluke that you survived the tribulation this time. Since you survived, as long as the power of the thunder tribulation dissipates in your body, your injuries will naturally heal quickly."

The child said in an old-fashioned way while feeling his pulse.

The old Taoist bared his teeth and said: "Little devil, you know nothing, I am hungry."

The child shook his head and ignored him, just sitting cross-legged on one side.

"Hey, you're practicing again. Why don't you come and play a game of chess?" asked the old Taoist.

"I'm going to meditate, don't make any noise, just go and play by yourself," the child said.

The old Taoist said angrily: "Which of us is the master and who is the disciple?"

The child closed his eyes, adjusted his breath and exercised his skills, and silently calculated the battle that year.

"Remember, remember why it wants to kill you, remember everything it does here, you will understand later!"

Andrea's voice echoed in her ears again.

In that battle...what were the gains and losses...what else was there that I didn't expect?

The child worked hard to deduce, and suddenly heard the old Taoist let out a groan full of pain.

He reluctantly interrupted the deduction and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts! This damn tribulation, I've already successfully overcome it, and you still touch my butt. Isn't that disgusting?" the old Taoist groaned.

"Do you still want to drink the elixir?" the child asked.

"Drink." said the old man.

The child stood up, picked up a small casserole with one arm, and began to boil the medicine.

The firelight illuminated his thin figure, casting a broken shadow on the wall.

The old Taoist looked at him busy and suddenly said:

"Come on, kid, tell me what your future ambitions are."

"ambition?"

"Yes, your cultivation speed is so fast that I am a little unsure of your Taoist heart. Come on, tell me, do you want to practice to an extremely high level? Do you want to become a god in the outer world? Or do you want to imagine me? Is this how you play the world?"

"No one is interested." The child said while boiling the medicine.

"Then what do you plan to do when you grow up?" The old man tilted his head and looked at him.

"In a few years, we will integrate the two paths of good and evil, unify the spiritual world, and be the best in the world," said the child.

"You're obviously only five years old, what a big tone!" The old man laughed.

suddenly.

He felt something in his heart and looked towards the door of the ruined temple.

Several shadows of beasts appeared.

"Liu Ping!"

The old Taoist pointed at the door, his fingers trembling and said: "Quick! Your master, I am seriously injured now, I can only rely on you!"

The children had a slight reaction.

I saw a few pairs of scarlet eyes appearing at the door of the ruined temple.

Wild dogs.

——No, they are not wild dogs, they have a little bit of demonic power fluctuations in them.

These wild dogs are all monsters!

The young man waved.

The wild dogs immediately filed in, squatted down in front of him, released their mouths, and placed items one by one in front of the young man.

A piece of bacon, a bunch of copper coins, two new sets of clothes, and an oil-paper umbrella.

There’s even a title deed!

Although the young man was blindfolded with a black cloth, he seemed to be able to see and said, "My master is injured, so I will collect your things, but we don't need such things after taking back the land deed."

A wild dog bit the title deed and held it aside with a stone.

——This means that the wind is too strong, and you will take it away when you leave later.

The old man clicked his tongue twice and said, "Hey, they are almost sperm. What are you doing?"

"I'll teach them," the child said.

The old Taoist was startled.

The child turned back and said seriously: "You have just entered the path of Nine Netherworlds. Now I will explain to you the important tasks of your current practice. Please listen carefully and don't miss anything."

The old Taoist looked carefully and saw that the demon dogs had clear eyes, no trace of blood, and clean hair on their bodies. They were sitting in a circle around the children, looking respectful.

——One even has a humanoid outline.

After about a few minutes.

Several deer gently entered the ruined temple and stood in a corner, listening quietly to his sermon.

Then a group of tits flew into the temple, landed on the eaves, and stood still.

A bear came in, sat against a pillar, closed his eyes and listened to the lecture.

Two tigers came together and lay down not far from the child.

More and more animals came.

The child's expression remained unchanged and he just continued to talk about Jiuyou's method.

Tens of minutes later.

There was a scent of medicine coming from the fire.

The child then waved his hand and said, "Let's all go. My master wants to eat and rest. That's it for today."

The birds and beasts all lowered their heads, as if in salute.

They retreated one by one, turned around and left the ruined temple.

The child then took the casserole, poured the boiled elixir into the bowl, and brought it to the old Taoist.

The firelight illuminated the master and apprentice's faces.

"Why teach them to practice?" asked the old Taoist.

"Why did you save me in the first place? That's why I taught them to practice." Liu Ping said.

He was still recalling every detail of his meeting with the Lord of Nightmares that day.

The Lord of Nightmares seems to be a little afraid of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

But why?

Over there, the old Taoist thought for a while and said, "That's the truth... But you became a master when you were only five years old. What do you want me, a master, to think?"

"What are you afraid of? There will be more and more disciples in the future. People and monsters will all respect you. It will be more impressive when you speak out." Liu Ping said.

The old man slapped his thigh, it made sense.

"Humans and monsters are in harmony now, but if they fight each other in the future, how will you deal with it?"

"I told you that I wanted to rule the world, don't you believe me?"

"Haha, your ambition is commendable. Anyway, I will give you a good thing as a teacher today."

The old Taoist said, taking out a tortoise shell from his arms.

"Did you see it? This is for divination. You are already five years old and have achieved success in practice. You can use it to get familiar with it."

"Thank you, Master." Liu Ping took the tortoise shell and walked aside.

five years old...

I am already five years old, so I should be able to use this turtle shell.

He took out a few coins from the string of coins presented by the wild dogs and shook them back and forth in his hand.

The old Taoist chattered behind him:

"If someone knows the hexagram technique, using this tortoise shell to perform divination will get twice the result with half the effort, and he will be able to see clearly the past and the future."

"However, Gua Technique is the top skill among the six arts. You can look up to heaven when you advance, and you can look down into the Nine Netherworlds when you retreat. It is impossible for ordinary practitioners to master it. It requires extremely high talent. You——"

Wow!

A sound came, interrupting Lao Dao's narration.

The copper coins hit the tortoise shell and scattered on the ground.

Liu Ping silently looked at the coins one by one with his spiritual mind, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

suddenly.

A line of small burning words appeared before his eyes:

"Congratulations."

"You used the highest skills of the Six Paths to deduce a very important thing——"

"The Lord of Nightmares cannot defeat the Six Paths of Reincarnation."