Infernal Artist

Mountain roads damaged by floods have been reconstructed.

The collapsed houses in the village were quickly rebuilt.

As a practitioner, if you want to do this kind of daily life things well, you only need to release a few basic five elements techniques.

Liu Ping personally plowed the land, spent some spiritual energy, and arranged a spiritual energy array to ripen all the grain grown this year.

——The food problem has also been solved.

"You don't have to be robbers this time." Liu Ping said to the villagers.

"Exactly, exactly. Thank you to the two immortal masters for saving me. Our whole village is grateful."

A group of villagers knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The old Taoist looked around and saw that the matter was over, so he said impatiently:

"Okay, let's go."

The two masters and disciples shook their heads and flew away from the mountain. After a while, they were far away from the village.

The two of them were hiding in the forest, silent and motionless.

"Listen to what they say."

The old Taoist took out a talisman and made a secret.

The voices of people in the village suddenly came from the jade slip.

"Master, did you place the eavesdropping charm?"

Liu Ping said in surprise.

"Yes," the old man said with narrowed eyes, "Let's see what these people will do next after they have enough to eat."

The two listened attentively.

The voices of the villagers sounded in the talisman.

"It's really great. It won't be a problem to have a good year this winter."

"Thanks to the two immortal masters."

"Let's go back and get ready. The crops are about to be harvested."

Everyone was chattering away, and seemed to be getting ready to get tools and harvest crops.

Suddenly, a male voice sounded:

"Wait a minute! Don't leave."

This is the leading villager, known as Brother Zhang.

"Brother Zhang? What's wrong?" someone asked.

"Brothers, think about it, we have food and drink now, but other villages can't compare to us." Brother Zhang said.

"Yeah, that's right," others echoed.

"If we are all well fed and drunk, and are strong, which other village can stop us?" Brother Zhang said.

"What do you mean?" someone asked again.

"Everyone knows that in this mountain, the girls in Wangjia Village are very smart, and Liujia Village produces mineral deposits. Now is the time for us to do something great - a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Brothers!" Brother Zhang said.

When Liu Ping heard this, he stood up silently and took out the fire stick from his waist.

The old Taoist glanced over and said slowly: "Kid, don't forget, you have to accumulate merit."

Liu Ping squinted his eyes, raised his hand to gesture to the sky a few times, and said, "I want to accumulate merit, but I am still used to doing some killing business."

He jogged two steps and threw the fire stick suddenly.

With just a "swish" sound, the fire stick instantly turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the sky.

In the transmission talisman, the one called Brother Zhang said:

"You guys, are you satisfied with food? You learned some martial arts from me, but you are so timid?"

No one spoke for a moment.

Brother Zhang smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? Even those two immortal masters were persuaded by me to come -"

puff!

There was a muffled sound.

Then there was the sound of panic from everyone.

The old Taoist put down the talisman and asked, "Where are you aiming at?"

"Throat." Liu Ping smiled.

"The cure can't be cured. Tsk, it seems that your desire to be a good person is still unrealistic." The old Taoist shook his head and said.

"The human heart is unpredictable. It doesn't matter whether you save him or not - merit is really a troublesome thing." Liu Ping said with a headache.

The old Taoist opened the gourd, took a sip of wine slowly, and said, "Otherwise, do you think anyone can become a Bodhisattva? It's not that simple, boy!"

He put down the gourd and said: "You can save these villagers today, but your strength is only building the foundation. You don't have the ability to save countless living beings in the vast world, so you'd better improve your strength first."

"Master said so." Liu Ping nodded.

Back then, I was just about ready to ascend, but I kept suppressing my realm and couldn't ascend.

This time, we must improve our cultivation to a higher level.

——As for things like the human heart, when your cultivation level is higher, you may have some new methods by then.

At first, because of the dark drama, Liu Ping thought that his spiritual practice was nothing more than this.

But in the end, it was discovered that the Lord of Nightmares did not dare to cause trouble in the six paths of reincarnation...

This prompted him to once again turn his attention to the power of cultivation.

Practice! Practice!

Only by standing at the highest point of the human world can we know more secrets of the Six Paths.

He was thinking deeply about the future, but the old man raised his hand to make calculations.

"Let's go deep into the mountains. I've calculated that there are wild bees three hundred miles away. Let's get some honey and eat some wild fruits. We'll deal with it tonight." The old Taoist said.

"Yes, Master." Liu Ping said.

The two men tidied up a bit and hit the road again.

Cross a mountain.

Crossed two small rivers.

The two of them walked slowly on the rugged path in the mountains.

"Kid."

"Master, tell me."

"We need to reflect on why we met with death last time. It was all because you forgot to tell your fortune when you acted with me."

"what do you mean?"

"From now on, we will divide the work. I will calculate the gains and losses, and you will calculate the misfortunes."

"Master is too cunning. He can calculate gains and losses casually. It takes a lot of energy to calculate bad luck."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is part of spiritual practice!"

The old Taoist suddenly straightened his expression and continued: "You look like the embryo of a demon at first glance. You will definitely cause a bloody storm in the future. If you are not proficient in the bad luck hexagram, you will die without knowing how."

Liu Ping couldn't take it anymore.

Master is very accurate in judging people. He already knows what he is when he is only five years old.

"Yes, Master."

Liu Ping had no choice but to raise his hand and make a fortune.

"Master, I'm done."

"how?"

"We are in trouble."

"Ah? What?"

Suddenly, he saw a stream of light flying from the sky and falling impartially on the mountain road opposite the two people.

The light dissipated, but it was a male cultivator holding a spear.

He looked at the old man and the young man in front of him and asked:

"Are you the hexagram masters who figured out the difficulties for the head of the Baishan Sect?"

"No!" Lao Dao and Liu Ping said in unison.

"That's right." The male cultivator took out a jade slip, scanned it with his spiritual thoughts, and nodded: "It's you."

Lao Dao and Liu Ping looked at each other.

"Those bastards from the Baishan Sect, I helped them, but they changed hands and sold them. I'll just let them die next time." The old Taoist cursed.

The male cultivator smiled slightly and said, "Don't panic, you two. I am Ye Chaohai, the chief disciple of the Xiaoxiang sect."

Xiaoxiang faction?

This is one of the seven major sects.

"What do you want from us?" asked the old Taoist.

"I would like to invite you to our sect as guests, and by the way, help my master calculate his catastrophe." The male cultivator said.

"Sorry, we are really busy. If we have the opportunity in the future, we will definitely come and visit you." Lao Dao said with his hand.

The male cultivator's eyes turned cold, he lowered his head to look at the spear in his hand, and said softly: "This is not good. After I became the chief disciple, no one has ever rejected me."

A wave of spiritual power emanated from his body, blowing the clothes of the master and disciple like a strong wind.

"Later stage of Nascent Soul!" the old Taoist said solemnly.

"Yes, I am a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. One of you has the aftermath of the Heavenly Tribulation. It seems that his injury has not healed. The other is just a child——"

The male cultivator said with a faint smile.

"Okay, we'll go with you, but there are some things we need to make clear." The old man said with a flattering smile.

"What's up?"

"How will we be treated if we go there? Will we earn spiritual stones? You are a senior disciple, don't you get even a little benefit from inviting people over?" said the old Taoist.

The male cultivator was startled, then thought about it for a moment and said: "It makes sense. Since I was the one who brought him here to calculate the heavenly calamity for Master, you can't let me lose face. Don't worry, I will arrange this matter. You just have to do your part." It’s all about internal matters.”

He released a flying boat and said, "Come up here, don't let me use any tricks."

The old man turned his head and looked behind him.

"Okay, Master." Liu Ping said.

He held a heavy array disk in his hand.

In an instant, a wave of boiling spiritual power erupted from the formation disk, spreading in all directions.

The male cultivator and his flying boat disappeared immediately.

"Damn, it's a phantom formation, wait until I get out-"

As soon as the male cultivator's voice came out, it was immediately enveloped by the magic circle and no longer leaked at all.

Triple phantom formation!

This formation is designed to trap monks at Nascent Soul and below, and is the most suitable formation under the current circumstances.

"Let's go, while he is trapped here, we have to leave immediately!"

The old Taoist pulled Liu Ping and hurriedly tried to escape.

"Wait a minute, Master!" Liu Ping said suddenly.

"If you don't run away now, what else can you say?" asked the old Taoist.

"Since he can find us once, he can find us countless times—"

Liu Ping stretched out his hand, pulled out a short knife from Lao Dao's back, and blew on the blade.

The old Taoist said sternly: "You have to think clearly, Old Taoist, I am seriously injured and cannot make a move, and you are only in the foundation building stage, how can you kill him? Be careful of being slapped to death with one move!"

Liu Ping said seriously: "I have already thought about it."

"Have you thought about it? What does this mean? There is a big realm between you and him, how can you kill him?"

"Of course it's using the hexagram technique. I haven't killed someone so carefully in a long time."

"Your merit——"

"Hey, don't mention it. We'll figure it out later. This man actually wants to kidnap us. I won't feel happy if I don't kill him."

"How can Dao feel happy? You kid is talking nonsense again!"

Liu Ping grinned, muttering something in his mouth, dragging the short knife with one hand, and sneaked into the illusion formation in a flash.

The old man stood there and his expression suddenly changed.

"It's still the same virtue..."

he muttered under his breath.