Infernal Artist

The handprints are all over the sky, dotted with stars, emitting a faint light, like a silent sea.

One after another figures emerged from the handprints.

Every silhouette is equivalent to Liu Ping's life.

"I'll challenge your sword skills!"

In the void, a tall man jumped out and raised his long knife high.

The figure immediately rushed towards the burly man.

"Well done, I'll let you know today -"

As the burly man spoke, the long knife struck the figure with all its strength.

Unexpectedly, the figure drew out a light knife and slashed it casually, knocking the long knife away from the burly man's hand.

The sword flashed again.

The burly man flew into the void and was never seen again.

A line of burning small words then appeared:

"The person who stands at the pinnacle of swordsmanship is defeated by you, and no one can question your swordsmanship anymore."

"In this martial arts scripture, the 'sword technique' part has been recognized."

Liu Ping nodded slightly.

"I want to ask, are these people I defeated dead? Because I saw that the blow just now was quite cruel."

He said to Huangquan Machine.

"No, when they fail, they will return to their original world of six realms, but they will continue to pay attention here - until all challenges are over." Huangquan said machine.

"Where do these people come from?" Liu Ping asked.

"They are the best in each of the six realms of reincarnation. They are qualified to pay attention to this matter immediately." Huang Quan said machine-wise.

"Tsk, tsk, they are a bunch of rubbish. I have to find a way to teach them a lesson."

Liu Ping had a fierce look on his face.

When the old Taoist saw him like this, he knew that his character was influenced by another force.

"Alas..." The old Taoist sighed.

A line of "..." also appeared on the screen of Huang Quan's machine.

suddenly.

Liu Ping raised his hand again and formed a new handprint.

This mudra suddenly turned into a light shape, flew high into the sky, and was at the top of all the mudra.

Huang Quanji asked in confusion: "What is that? New fighting skills? Or magic?"

"Is this the lesson you want to teach them?" asked the old Taoist.

"No, this is what I want to say to every challenger." Liu Ping said.

The next second.

Only a scream was heard.

A woman who challenged archery was shot in the shoulder by an arrow and was instantly defeated.

The top of the sky.

The new hand seal immediately emitted light, fell in front of the woman, and transformed into a human form.

"You win, my archery skills are not as good as yours." The woman gritted her teeth and said.

"I didn't win." Liu Ping's voice sounded from the humanoid.

He put his hand on the woman's eyebrows and said: "I will now teach you my archery skills. By the way, I would like to say-"

"Maybe you know that there are many things in the world that stand in front of us, monsters, disasters, wars and so on."

"I'm a loser, defeated many times by some kind of monster that treats humans as food."

"Listen, everyone."

"If you can help, if you'd like—"

"Please surpass me."

His voice spread far and wide and was heard by many powerful people.

"The enemy is too powerful. I bet that as long as it discovers your world, it will also eat everyone there - I have experienced this too many times, so..."

"I'm very eager for you to surpass me. This proves that there are more people besides me doing the same thing as me."

"Yes, fate defeats us, but we stand up again. One day, we will make it look good."

The woman listened blankly, her eyes gradually becoming sharper.

She took a step forward and gently touched her forehead to the figure's fingertips.

"Don't regret it. After I learn your skills, I will definitely be able to surpass you." She said softly.

"Beyond me, then what?" Liu Ping asked.

"I want to see what kind of monster is giving you such a headache - I will solve it with you!" the woman said.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to that day." Liu Ping smiled.

This scene was seen by all the strong men in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Then.

The surrounding void gradually became lively.

People keep jumping out and want to challenge this martial art.

But--

No matter what weapons or spells they used——

No one can win.

time flies.

One minute.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

There are fewer and fewer challengers.

Until this time, no one has defeated the figure condensed in the handprint.

Liu Ping just watched from the side, occasionally showing alternating expressions.

——In the wandering of life and death, in countless worlds, every time he opened his eyes, he tried desperately to defeat the nightmare.

He learned a lot.

In many fields, he stands at the top.

But until he arrived in the six realms of reincarnation in his last life, he didn't find a way to defeat the nightmare.

Now.

All combat skills are condensed into dharma seals, and all dharma seals form a martial arts scripture.

Mankong's handprints emitted an increasingly stronger light.

Maybe someone can surpass this martial arts scripture in the future?

I hope so.

That means there is more hope for humanity than just being on its own.

Liu Ping thought silently in his heart.

suddenly.

The Huangquan machine made a soft voice:

"The number of challengers has returned to zero."

"The martial law has been established."

"Please give this martial arts a name."

Liu Ping thought for a while and said: "It should have been called 'Guizang's Most Excellent Martial Arts Sutra'. As long as you read, recite and practice it, you will gradually be transformed, because it carries the seeds of the power of the Six Paths and the Great Desolate, and it also contains everything I have." Martial arts wisdom and strength.”

Huang Quanji said happily: "There is no dispute. This martial arts scripture comes from the essence of your past many lives. It is enough to guide all living beings to practice, and can be used to calm the influence of the two forces on the body."

As soon as he finished speaking, lines of burning small characters suddenly popped up in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

"Congratulations."

"The 'Guizang Most Excellent Martial Arts Sutra' has been successfully established."

"All sentient beings in the future will benefit greatly from the existence of this sutra and will no longer suffer from the suffering of the six paths of birth and death."

"With this merit, you can obtain the title of Saint."

"Your title: 'Twilight Embrace' is completing an otherworldly evolution."

"You have lost this title."

"You have obtained the title of Saint: Pre-Tide Icon."

"Explanation of the name: You are the person who stands at the forefront of the tide of the times. You have insight into the coming disaster and are the first to fight against it. You are the leader, guide, mentor, and icon of all sentient beings. Because of your If you work hard, more people will stand up and fight the nightmare until they die."

"Effect: All sentient beings feel friendly when seeing you."

All the small words disappeared in a flash.

The card book opened automatically, and two cards flew out from it, floating in front of Liu Ping.

One is "Nightmare Embrace·Blood Skeleton" and the other is "Fire Bearer".

The blood skeleton is the necessary disguise for humans to walk in the nightmare world, and the "fire bearer" is the certificate to enter the hidden place of the human race.

He saw the blood skeleton looking at him from the card, and said excitedly: "You succeeded! You are qualified to enter that place! Let's go back to the nightmare world!"

In the void, a voice suddenly sounded:

"No!"

Only a vague figure appeared quietly.

When Liu Ping heard this voice, he immediately thought about it.

This is the new chronicler!

Blood Skeleton looked at him and said loudly: "Historical recorder? His history can be fixed, and then he should go back with us immediately -"

"No!" the historian interrupted.

"Why not?" Blood Skeleton asked.

"Because the Lord of Nightmares will only be fooled once. If he goes back to the past era, once he is discovered by the Lord of Nightmares again, there will be no chance of survival." The historical recorder said.

"What should we do?" Blood Skull became anxious.

"There is a way," Liu Ping said, "I can travel in time."

"No, you can no longer travel through time, because in addition to the Lord of Nightmares, the Lord of the Manor who controls the strange and strange is also looking for you. His sight has been cast into the long river of time. Once you show up, he will immediately find you. You." said the historian.

"According to this, I can't travel through time for the time being." Liu Ping said.

The historical recorder raised a finger and said: "You still have one last chance to travel through time. It was reserved long ago."

"What time?" Liu Ping asked.

"I know you have a 'Day and Night Parade'. In fact, there is a card in it. You must destroy the 'Day and Night Parade' to get that card." The historical recorder said.

Liu Ping looked at the card book.

I saw the "Day and Night Parade" popping up automatically.

The voice of the Lord of Time sounded from the card:

"Very good. It seems that you are not dead, and the historical recorder is also there. This means that the history of the founding of the Martial Arts has been fixed."

"I have fixed everything just now and can no longer change it." The historical recorder said.

"Then let's begin. I have prepared a safe moment - judging from the current situation, it is the only safe moment." The voice of the Lord of Time sounded from the card.

"Are you sure this is a safe moment? If something goes wrong, all efforts will be in vain." The old Taoist suddenly interjected.

"Make sure it's safe - he has already seen the Holy Spirit. What needs to be done most now is to go back to that moment to find the Holy Spirit." The Lord of Time said.

"That's fine. He has worked so hard to get to this point, and we can't help him with anything else. Don't mess up such a thing." The old Taoist said with a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I've confirmed it repeatedly." The voice of the Lord of Time sounded again.

The tone of the two was very familiar, even like old friends.

Following their words, flames suddenly burst out from the "Day and Night Parade".

The entire card burned up, but a black card emerged.

The historical recorder seemed to sense something and immediately urged:

"Liu Ping, you can leave now, hurry up, otherwise things will change!"

"What happened?" asked the old man.

"Someone is rewriting other histories. He must leave immediately. Then I will immediately fix everything at this moment to prevent it from changing." The historical recorder said.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!" Blood Skeleton urged.

Liu Ping gritted his teeth and turned to look at Lao Dao.

"Master...you know, right?" he asked.

"Of course, I am your master. You are growing, and I am also working hard - in fact, everyone is working hard, because the enemy is indeed too powerful." The old Taoist said with a grin.

Liu Ping said: "Then what is your identity?"

The old Taoist said solemnly: "At this moment of separation, I won't hide anything from you -"

"I was originally the Great Emperor of Jiutian Xuangan. I was worried about the suffering of all sentient beings in the lower realms, so I joined the mortal world and experienced many tribulations. Now that you have successfully completed the martial arts scriptures, I have also achieved success and will soon return to the heaven. From then on, I will take charge of the heavenly palace and shock the six realms. !”

The corner of Liu Ping's mouth twitched and he murmured: "You lied again..."