Infernal Artist

An hour later.

There are no more people waiting in the Eight Immortals Tower.

Layers of practitioners floated in the air, surrounding the entire building. From time to time, practitioners received orders to search for information throughout the city.

In the building, several Taishi chairs have been set up, with the big guys of the sect sitting on them.

Sitting in the middle are three middle-aged men wearing Taoist robes.

Their expressions were serious, and their expressions revealed a hint of murderous intent.

"You said - that child slapped you a few times and you got better?"

The Taoist in the middle spoke.

The fortune teller knelt on the ground and said tremblingly:

"Yes, Master Xian, I definitely didn't lie. He really patted me a few times and I was fine, and then——"

She glanced furtively at the ground aside.

Several corpses lay there.

Seemingly noticing her gaze, another Taoist asked:

"You said they charged you thirty cents?"

"Yes."

"Where are these disciples of my sect?"

"Twenty taels of gold."

"Twenty taels of gold? It's worth asking them to cure your illness, but why did you end up arguing in the end?"

When the woman recalled that scene, her whole body suddenly trembled.

"At that time, it was really - really -"

Her face turned pale and she kept mumbling, almost unable to continue speaking.

——It’s really scary.

At that moment, the child took out a fire stick from his waist.

Several monks saw it and sneered, "Do you want to fight us just because of this thing?"

"I already think highly of you." The child smiled.

Then the child held a fire stick and drew a line in the air.

His attack was unremarkable, and even because he was much shorter than the fire stick, he looked somewhat clumsy when swinging the stick.

However, even with this random stroke, several monks did not even hide -

The woman has never figured out in her life why those monks didn't hide.

Can't escape?

Or do you think there is no need to hide at all?

have no idea.

But their throats were cut by the fire stick, and they fell to the ground with their necks twisted.

"Killing!"

Someone shouted.

The whole restaurant was in chaos, and everyone ran away crying and shouting. After a while, the building was empty.

He also ran back with the maids and nurses, and finally returned home to hide.

Unexpectedly, within an hour, an immortal master came to ask about the situation.

Right now, I am kneeling here, not knowing what my end will be.

When I thought about this, I also remembered the smile on the corner of the blind child's mouth when he killed people. The woman's whole body was shaking constantly, her upper and lower rows of teeth were chattering, and she was so stunned that she couldn't utter a single word.

The three monks looked at each other.

"I come."

A monk stepped forward and put his hand on the woman's forehead.

Search for souls!

One breath,

Two breaths,

The monk sighed and said: "A few qi refining disciples actually provoked such a demon. They really don't know how they died."

A companion asked: "Who is he?"

"I don't know, I just know that the kid's move - I can't dodge it."

"What did you say!"

The two companions said in horror.

…

In the wilderness.

Two figures were running quickly.

"Master, where are we going?" the child asked.

"Go back to the temple, pack up, and run away." The old man said.

"Master, are you happy that my disciple used the method you taught me to defeat the enemy today?" the child asked.

"Hmph! We gave them enough face, but in the end they still came to kill us. Today's cultivation world is really not as good as our time, alas." The old Taoist said angrily.

"In your era?"

"Yeah, our time was much more peaceful."

"You won't fight like this?"

"No, we usually wait until everyone is gathered before fighting. Unlike this group of newcomers, only a few people dared to come up and kill people, and you ended up killing them in return - stupid!"

"Master, whose side are you on? By the way, Master, you are actually angry because you haven't eaten enough, right?"

"That's right, I'll tell you the truth! Finally, the dishes are ready. I haven't even taken a bite of the sweet and sour fish. You start killing people. Is it a good thing to kill people? Don't you say a few more words? Wait for the old master I'll do it after I'm full?"

"Master said yes, by the way, when will master teach me more tricks?"

"You have already mastered that technique to its peak. It's time to teach you something new. Let's wait until you settle down later."

They suddenly stopped.

Ahead is the ruined temple where the two of them live.

Tigers, wolves, bears, foxes, wild dogs, deer, birds and other animals lined up and waited quietly in front of the temple.

"You are young, so make some bad friends." The old Taoist shook his head and went directly to the temple to pack his things.

"What's the matter with you?" Liu Ping asked.

A deer slowly stepped forward and spoke human words: "We want to follow you and listen to your teachings at all times."

Liu Ping smiled and said, "I don't care about the food here. The rest is up to you. Come if you want."

All the beasts suddenly cheered.

The old Taoist waved his sleeves in the temple, packed up his things, and saw this scene when he walked out.

He glanced at Liu Ping and smiled with wrinkles on his face.

"The little devil is so clever. He brings so many birds and beasts with him. He will never starve to death at any time. He can also kill them on the spot and eat fresh ones." He said in a voice message.

Liu Ping said helplessly: "These are for Taoists and cannot be eaten."

"Do you really expect to bring a group of demons to serve as your team?" the old man said in surprise.

"No, we can't always do some things ourselves in the future - we have to practice, we don't have so much time, they can help." Liu Ping said.

"Let them make a fire to cook later."

"Yes, Master."

The two people moved and shuttled through the mountains and forests.

Those wild beasts actually followed him, heading all the way to a more remote location.

"Master, I have something to ask."

Liu Ping asked as he flew forward.

"What's the matter?" asked the old man.

"Have you ever heard that the world is actually spiritual?" Liu Ping asked.

——In the past, I had never seen the magnificence and strangeness of the world, let alone the existence of strangeness, so I had never asked such a topic.

Master is well versed in the knowledge of heaven and earth, and maybe he also knows something about this aspect.

"Hahaha, of course the world has spirits." The old Taoist said with a smile.

Liu Ping perked up and said quickly: "Really? Can we see it?"

"See him... I'm afraid you won't be able to see him for a long time." The old Taoist said with deep meaning.

"He is not in this world?" Liu Ping asked.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation - These are six consecutive worlds. It is not easy for the spirit of such a world to grow up." Lao Dao said.

Liu Ping was shocked.

Yes.

Why didn't I think of it?

Sequence once said that the power of the spirit is a high-level power comparable to nightmares.

But what he saw in the world of all realms was that the spirit has never been able to compete with the nightmare monster.

——Although spirits can expand the world and have various spiritual skills!

Is it because those spirits are not strong enough?

Liu Ping's thoughts flashed and he said, "Can we call upon the spirits of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

"I'm afraid not, because our human world is also incomplete - this world is only a small part of the real human world." The old Taoist replied seriously.

Liu Ping nodded slightly.

Yes.

In this parallel world, the six paths of reincarnation are incomplete.

"No way?" he asked.

"According to ancient ancient books that have been lost, there is actually a way..."

"any solution?"

"Merit!"

"Merit?"

"Yes, doing anything that is conducive to the growth of the Six Paths of Samsara is merit. After enough merit, the Six Paths of Samsara will naturally give back."

"Will it still know what I want?"

"Nonsense, it is said that there is God's will in the dark. If you have enough merit, your destiny will turn around, let alone some small wishes."

"Good merit...then you can only do good deeds, not even kill people."

"You little brat, don't think about killing people every day. Merits can only be accumulated by saving sentient beings and doing good deeds."

"No killing... no killing... tsk."

As the two of them talked, the dense forest reached the end, and a river came into view.

A figure stood in front of the river, blocking the way.

"The leader of the Baishan Sect, Qian Yuanhe."

The man signed up.

"It turns out to be Brother Qian," the old Taoist said with a smile and cupped his hands, "Your Majesty is here, do you have any advice?"

"I heard that you killed my disciple in the Eight Immortals Tower." Qian Yuanhe said coldly.

The words fell.

Practitioners gradually appeared one after another in the surrounding woods.

Lao Dao and Liu Pingping looked at each other.

"You didn't predict anything?" the two asked each other in unison.

"Such a serious matter as running away has already threatened Master's life. I thought Master would take care of it. Who knew Master would be lazy even in such a matter?" Liu Ping accused.

"Do you have the nerve to claim to be a master? You had to do a fortune-telling just before killing someone. How come you don't have a fortune-telling when you run away?" the old Taoist said angrily.

"Have I ever been afraid of being chased and killed in my life? If he can do this kind of thing, why should he still need to calculate it?" The five-year-old child patted his chest and said proudly.

"That's enough!" Leader Qian shouted from the opposite side, "Have you figured out how to die?"

The two paused.

The old Taoist said with a sad face: "It is said that it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. Master Qian, I have many cultivation techniques here. Why don't we compensate you for a few copies and let's leave it at that?"

"Compensation for martial arts... is what it should be. If you really have good martial arts, it's not a bad idea to shake hands and make peace, but I have one more request." Qian Yuanhe said.

"But it doesn't matter. I can understand your mood. As long as I can do it, I will be satisfied." The old man handed over his hand and said with a smile.

"Hand over the blind boy behind you. He killed a disciple of our sect and just used it to pay with his life." Qian Yuanhe said.

The old Taoist's face gradually changed, and there was a vague power in his body.

His sleeve was suddenly tugged.

"Um?"

"Master, I want merit, don't kill people."

"You kid - what do you think we should do?"

"Master has his own way, doesn't he?"

The authority on the old Taoist body fell back again, and he coughed lightly and said: "To be honest, our lineage is average in terms of cultivation, but the hexagram technique dares to be the best in the world, so why don't I count the three hexagrams for your Baishan Sect? How about we wipe out the grudge between you and me?"

"The best in the world in hexagram skills? That's such a big statement." Headmaster Qian sneered.

"If you make false statements, you will definitely be struck to death by lightning in the next catastrophe." The old Taoist said with his hands in hand.

All the monks on the opposite side were a little commotion.

Dare to speak with thunder and calamity, it seems that he does have some ability.

Is he the best in the world in hexagram skills...

If such a method existed, it would be enough to help the sect figure out many things and avoid various disasters.

In comparison, the lives of a few named disciples are not that important.

Master Qian pondered: "How do I know whether your hexagram technique is true or false?"

"It's very simple. I will try to calculate a hexagram for you, and you will naturally know whether it is true or false." The old Taoist said.

"Then you can count on me - you already know my name, I am three hundred and fifty years old, and I have been practicing Taoism for three hundred and thirty years." Master Qian said.

The old Taoist silently counted on his fingers.

Liu Ping stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

——It seems that they can't fight anymore, and since they are telling fortunes for the other party, they still help them.

There's no telling what the master's hexagram skills are, he can definitely calculate it accurately.

So the deal here is a done deal.

Suddenly, Liu Ping noticed that his master's body was shaking slightly.

Um?

what's the situation?

He looked towards his master and saw that he looked strange, as if something was stuck in his throat.

strangeness!

Liu Ping silently counted with his fingers.

The old Taoist suddenly said: "Master Qian, I have already settled your matter."

"How about it? Just say whatever you want, and I'll see if what you say is accurate." Master Qian said.

"you--"

"Master, shut up!" Liu Ping suddenly shouted.

But it's too late.

The old Taoist said with great interest: "Your wife has been stealing for three hundred years in total. Am I right about this?"