Infernal Artist

A psychedelic realm.

Liu Ping tied the short knife around his waist and quickly calculated the direction with one hand.

He's a little unhappy now.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

Whether they are practitioners or ordinary people, they are all beings with burning desires. It is easy for them to do harmful things because of the intertwining of certain thoughts and desires.

How on earth can one accumulate merit from such a world?

suddenly.

His hands paused.

——Calculated, the Nascent Soul cultivator is fifteen steps ahead and to his left.

This magic circle is the most powerful illusion magic circle under the Transformation God. The opponent can't figure out where he is at all.

Liu Ping sensed it briefly and quickly made the secret with one hand.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly jumped out:

"You found out that the opponent's defensive technique is: Five Elements of Fire·Tai Shang Demonic Shield."

"You begin to crack this shield."

"Based on your past knowledge, you have thirty-one ways to crack this shield."

"Since you are only in the late stage of foundation building, there are only three suitable secret methods to crack this shield."

"You chose one."

"you--"

Before the small characters were displayed, Liu Ping suddenly pulled out the short knife from his waist and stabbed forward.

The blade touched the void and cut out waves of water, as if drawing a long series of ripples in the flowing water.

flutter!

There was a muffled sound.

The short knife slashed across the man diagonally, cutting off his head and half of his shoulders, and a cloud of blood sprayed out from his chest.

This is not the end yet——

Liu Ping threw the knife away, continued to perform the secret with one hand, and shouted quickly: "Light up!"

A shadow appeared on the male cultivator's body, floating on his handprints, and gradually turned into a flickering flame.

Secret Technique: Lighting Technique!

This is Liu Ping's original method, which can prevent those who are killed from raising any alarm, and even the soul lamp technique on their bodies will be deceived.

The so-called soul lamp technique is often a method planted by a sect for its disciples. Once a disciple dies physically or mentally, the sect's soul lamp will be extinguished immediately, and the sect will immediately send experts to check the situation.

The magic of lighting the lamp can trap the soul.

This technique will make the monk appear to be still alive, thereby deceiving the soul lamp on the monk's body.

After all, this is a form of deception.

Liu Ping usually uses it in combination with another technique, which is——

He gently tossed the soul fire and shouted: "Soul flag, rise!"

That bit of soul fire flew out and landed on the monk's head.

The head opened its eyes, showing a dazed expression.

"I am dead?"

he asked.

"Yes, you left Yangguan Avenue alone and insisted on threatening us. In fact, I also hate killing people very much. This time it was out of helplessness, so please bear with me." Liu Ping said.

Compared with those martial arts masters in the Realm of All Realms, practitioners still have stronger souls and can barely maintain their intelligence in the soul flag technique, so Liu Ping said a few more words.

The expression on the male monk's face was changing, and he suddenly said: "I am wrong, please Sir, let me go and be reincarnated."

"Reincarnation? No, as soon as your soul leaves, the soul lamp will be extinguished - you should stay for a while longer." Liu Ping shook his head.

"When can you let me go?" Rentou asked.

"Wait until I become number one in the world." Liu Ping said.

He changed his hand skills and activated his spiritual power again.

Success!

From now on, the monk's soul residing in the human head has completely become his servant, and can no longer resist his orders, and cannot hide anything from him.

Liu Ping took out the array plate and fiddled with it casually.

In an instant, all the illusions disappeared and turned into nothing.

The old Taoist walked slowly and threw a ball of flame.

The flames directly hit the monk's headless body and immediately burned it to ashes, leaving only a heavy-looking storage bag.

"Oh, it's difficult! It's difficult! It's difficult!"

The old Taoist grabbed the storage bag in his hand, opened his mouth and sighed.

"What did Master say?" Liu Ping asked.

"Not to mention mortals, even cultivators are a group of people with blazing desires. They think about fighting and competing to become famous. If they find any opportunities or relics, they will kill mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Heads rolling in—"

The old Taoist shook his head and said: "It is really difficult for you to save such a world in exchange for great merit!"

Liu Ping said: "This is the only way, I still want to try it."

"You little brat, have you ever tried to persuade people to do good? Only by persuading people to do good can you have merit!" the old Taoist said earnestly.

Liu Ping said: "Then let me try."

"You've already made the soul flag, and now you can still persuade people to do good?" the old Taoist said with a glare.

"Old man, didn't you say that if you want to enter the world of cultivation, you must first learn to control the soul flag?" Liu Ping said.

"I was just scaring you, who knew you would actually learn it!"

"Stop blaming me here - where did you hide that storage bag just now? Take out the spiritual stone inside and give me half of it."

"...You brat, you're only five years old, what's the use of a spiritual stone?"

"I killed the person, why are you sitting on the ground and collecting money?"

The master and apprentice were arguing when the head suddenly jumped in front of Liu Ping and said: "To report to Master, I have a junior brother who is responsible for taking care of me."

The master and disciple paused at the same time.

"Where are the people?" Liu Ping asked.

"In the village to the west, I said I was hungry and went to eat something. When I'm done here, come back with me." Rentou said.

"Eat something?" the old man sneered.

"Actually, there are some pretty girls in that village." Ren Tou said expressionlessly.

"I'll go take a look." Liu Ping said.

He tied the dagger around his waist, tied the formation plate behind his back, raised his feet and ran towards the west mountain road.

"Remember, if you want merit, you have to persuade people to do good. Don't just chop off people's heads and make them into soul flags. Do you understand?"

The old man yelled from behind.

"I know." Liu Ping said impatiently.

He straightened up and dived quickly into the forest. After a few ups and downs, no one could be seen.

The old Tao and the head were left in place.

The old Taoist murmured: "What is your junior brother's cultivation level?"

"Building the foundation." Rentou said expressionlessly.

"Oh - with such a low cultivation level, it seems there is nothing to worry about. I just hope he can really persuade people to do good." The old Taoist sighed.

"Whatever the master does is right." Rentou said expressionlessly.

"..." said the old man.

…

When Liu Ping came to the village, the village was already crowded with people.

"Everyone, the Immortal Master is selecting his disciples, hurry! Hurry!"

"Did your boy send it off?"

"Sent it away! Our daughter also sent it to the immortal master to see if she might be destined to be an immortal. Then she can reach heaven in one step!"

"Let's go! Go take a look!"

The villagers rushed towards the grain drying field in the center of the village.

Liu Ping mingled among them and walked all the way to the grain drying field. He saw that the stage had been set up and a serious-looking young man was sitting on it.

Layers of spiritual light emerged behind him, making him look like a god descending to earth.

Rows and rows of boys and girls stood under the high platform with anxious expressions, allowing him to carefully observe and select.

For a while.

The young man said:

"The fifth one in the second row has some qualifications and can follow me to become an immortal."

Everyone looked at it.

I saw that it was a beautiful and delicate girl.

A flash of spiritual light flew out from the young man's hand and landed in front of the girl.

——But it is a talisman.

"Are you willing to take this talisman and practice with me to achieve immortality?" the young man asked proudly.

"Yes! Yes!" The girl knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.

The surrounding villagers were shocked and congratulated the girl's parents.

The parents were also happy and their faces were rosy.

Who doesn’t know that this is an opportunity to reach the sky in one step?

Not to mention how much I benefit from becoming an immortal master, even my family can be supported. At least I will often receive some miraculous medicines that can cure diseases and prolong life. There are so many benefits.

In full view of everyone, the girl stretched out her hand to pick up the talisman.

suddenly.

A small hand stretched out, took the talisman in his hand first, and rubbed it casually.

Liu Ping!

The talisman burned up quickly in his hand.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in the void:

"Your ethereal cinnabar talisman broke the opponent's slave-holding talisman."

"The battle will start at any time, please be careful."

When the young man saw that his talisman was broken, he was about to get angry, but found that the spiritual power fluctuations of the blind child in front of him were almost the same as his own.

This child... must be only five or six years old, but he has already established a foundation?

The anger in the young man's heart disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face: "Boy below, who are you, and why did you ruin my plan to recruit a disciple?"

Liu Ping jumped on the stage, waved to the people below and said, "Let's all disperse."

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, the young man waved his hand downwards and said, "Did you hear me? We're all gone. We'll talk about recruiting disciples later."

People did not dare to disobey the immortal master's order, so they had to take their children and quickly leave the grain drying field.

"Liang Rui, a fifth-generation disciple of the Xiaoxiang sect, hasn't asked for your name yet. By the way, your master must be nearby, right?"

The young man smiled and cupped his hands.

Liu Ping organized his words, coughed lightly and said: "That - forget about what happened just now, I actually want to say that there are quite a few of these young people who have the material to practice."

"That's right," Liang Rui agreed, "The girl I just selected actually has water spirit roots in her body, so she is very suitable to come with me. We can discuss the others. I have decided on her."

Liu Ping frowned and said, "If you really want to recruit a disciple, I won't interfere. But once your talisman enters the soul of a mortal, she will become your slave. How can she practice with you?"

The young man said seriously: "Fellow Taoist, you may not understand. Your master must know that the resources consumed by every practitioner are astronomical. Why should I spend so many resources to help such a stranger?" ? If she has nothing to contribute to me, why should I teach her Taoism?"

Liu Ping said: "Your master accepted you back then——"

"That's because my talent is outstanding, far beyond that of ordinary cultivation disciples, and I deserve the sect's key training. Anyone who was my master would treat me like this." Liang Rui said.

"So your cultivation today is the result of your own efforts?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course!" Liang Rui said.

Liu Ping was silent for a long time and then said: "Why not be kind to others? If that girl becomes your slave, even if she has achieved success in her practice, her Taoist heart will have been destroyed."

Liang Rui's expression changed and he said sternly: "I am a disciple of the seven sects. Which sect are you from? Are you specifically trying to get in trouble with me?"

Liu Ping opened his mouth, closed it again, opened his mouth again, and suddenly shook his head and said, "It's better to die."

As soon as the words fell, the sword flashed.

I saw a human head rushing into the air, rolling in the blood mist, and then fell under the high platform.

Liu Ping made a secret at random.

The man's head suddenly opened his eyes, lightly jumped onto the high platform, and rolled in front of him.

"Fellow Taoist, you are right, I should really be kind to others."

The head said in a flattering tone.