Purgatory Artist

　　 Liuping didn't stay here much, but instead looked for a secluded cave, folded his legs and closed his eyes.

　　 Practice.

　　 Practice is the foundation of everything.

　　Only the abundant spiritual power like the sea can support oneself to release all kinds of powerful secret arts and help oneself explore the secrets of the deep underground.

　　 Spiritual power is transported and circulated among the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, rushing through the checkpoints, making the whole body more transparent and more able to connect with heaven and earth spiritually.

　　 When Liu Ping opened his eyes, it was noon.

　　 I saw a line of small characters staying in the void:

　　 "You can break through at any time."

　　 Liuping stood up and stretched.

　　—After changing his life, the natural aptitude of this body is many times stronger than his original body.

　　 This time the practice is over, the obstacles in the Qi refining period are all swept away, but it consumes a little more spiritual power.

　　 When the spiritual power recovered almost, he hurried back to Darkmist Town to promote and build a foundation.

　　 After all, this is the world of death, not safe.

　　 Then, the only thing you can do now is—

　　 Liuping closed his eyes and said to himself: "Let me think about how the old man designed this underground shelter..."

　　 Various past situations are constantly present in his mind.

　　 Somehow, Liu Ping suddenly remembered that scene.

　　 Back then.

　　 Before the decisive battle between the human race and the demons, Master planned to start designing underground shelters.

　　 "Let me see, tusk, old man, there is a problem with the design of your layers." He touched the jade slip and said.

　　 "What's the problem?" the master asked.

　　 "Lack of aesthetics, and not very friendly to those dual monks, they have no space to get along with each other in private," he said.

　　 "Fuck-your kid has reached the realm of divine illumination, hurry up and repair me to the perfect state, and then ascend to go!" the master said.

　　 "Roll away, anyway, I never want to ascend." I said so.

　　 "Why?" the master asked.

　　 "You once said to me that the sacred state is the culmination of practice. After arriving at this state, the practice is at its peak, and I can do whatever I like."

　　 "Yes, that's what I said."

"Hmph, I have been diligent in cultivating for several years, and after so many hardships, I finally became a monk of the Divine Illumination Realm, but you said that once the Divine Illumination Realm is broken, I can fly to the Upper Realm. , Luanxing, Guiyuan, Mingshen, Jiankong, Yuxun, Empty Wheel, Three Thousand World, Four Pillars Holy Land, Night Sky, Free Uranus, Xumi Mountain Lord, Galaxy Sage, Unpredictable Realms, etc. , As the realm improves, one must climb into countless higher-level heavenly worlds."

　　 "—old man, you don’t have to tell me earlier, do you know how damaging this is?"

　　Master's face stagnated.

　　 After a while, he froze and said: "The higher the realm, the stronger the strength. The cultivators of my generation respect being strong. If you don't ascend, what else can the cultivator do?"

　　 I didn’t buy it myself: “There are countless outside worlds. Once I’m gone, I will only continue to move towards a stronger world. It’s hard to turn back—what if I can’t come back?”

　　 "Come back? Waiting for you to become an unparalleled master, what are you still thinking about in our low-level spiritual world? There is no need at all!" Master persuaded.

　　 "No, I can't forget this." Said himself.

　　 "Why?" the master asked.

　　 "Because there is my past here."

　　 I continued to say at the time: "Master, I have found a way to help our entire world rise to the upper level. Others are ascending solo, we are the world soaring, and we can survive all the misery."

　　The master has a complex complexion and whispered softly: "You are a foolish dream... and it's not a right way..."

　　 "I don't ascend, I will do this specifically next, Master doesn't have to worry about anything." He said.

　　The memories fade away.

　　 I have all recalled the jade slips that I saw at the time that built the underground refuge.

　　 Liuping opened his eyes, a little dazed.

　　Master has been persuading himself to ascend.

　　 Is it because he already knew that everything was too late?

　　 In this way, the master finally realized that there was no other way, so he had to use the **** pill to change his life.

　　 I finally woke up.

　　 But times have changed.

The world of 　　 has also become the world of death.

　　 Even the method previously envisaged, now I am afraid it has become a dream bubble, and it is impossible to realize it at all.

　　 Liu Ping took a few breaths in silence, and whispered, "Daoyou Hong, Daoyou Zhao, when I finish building the foundation, I will see what you left on the 39th floor underground."

　　 He walked out of the cave, and was about to fly off along the road when he came, but suddenly stopped.

　　 In the void, a small burning line appeared:

"Notice."

　　 "The 39th floor underground is very likely to hide the secrets of the current world. We need to explore one or two."

　　 Liuping finished reading it, and said in surprise: "You want to explore again?"

　　 The last time he actively explored the sequence was when he just woke up.

　　 Another burning line appeared:

　　 "This sequence is about to start the second exploration."

　　 "Please go to the 39th floor underground to observe the secrets left by the corpse refiner, so that we can better grasp the current situation."

　　 "—You can go, will you turn it on after you go?" Liu Ping asked with interest.

　　A line of small characters appeared quickly:

"Notice."

　　 "In order not to be discovered, but also for world peace, and to make you and me safer, this sequence will not open."

　　 "Even if you start this sequence in some unexpected way, this sequence will not be forced to open."

　　 "This sequence will close."

　　 Liuping showed helplessness.

　　 This thing has always been like this, since when I first discovered it in the past.

　　 "...Okay, do whatever you like."

　　 Liuping sighed, took out a few spiritual stones and held them, quickly replenishing the lost spiritual power.

　　A line of small characters popped up again:

　　 "Although this sequence will not open, if you go to explore the secrets with this sequence, this sequence will give you some help while ensuring your own safety."

　　 Liuping said: "Just like last time?"

　　 The last time he caught the living dead and let the sequence analyze, the sequence rewarded himself with an extraordinary ability: a person without a role.

　　 So, what about this time?

　　 A line of small characters appeared in the air:

　　 "You have become a ‘a person without a role’. This is just the beginning. If you can search for more secrets, you will get the corresponding role and unlock more extraordinary abilities."

　　 "Part of the scene? Explore the secrets to get part of the scene?" Liu Ping couldn't help but said.

　　 "This is the case, this sequence will evaluate the secrets you have explored and give the corresponding drama points."

　　 "When you get enough drama,'a person without a role' will begin to evolve and become an even more incredible mysterious force."

　　 Liuping thought for a while, then said: "Deal!"

　　 half a quarter of an hour later.

　　 With his memory, he found a way to the lower level.

　　 Various institutions, law formations, and secret paths along the way are all set up by the Gua Sage, and with Liu Ping's current strength, it is naturally impossible to untie it.

　　 But at the beginning of the construction of this place, the situation of accommodating ordinary people was also considered, so there are extremely secret tunnels on the first few floors, which can lead directly to the next floor.

　　 There are some places that are extremely difficult to walk. As long as there is a slight difference, the traps will be activated immediately.

　　 If people who don’t know various designs come to walk this secret path, they will definitely die.

　　 These designs are useless to Liuping.

　　 He untied them one by one and drove straight in.

　　 About an hour later.

　　 Liuping finally reached a cliff.

　　 The road of mortals, here is the end.

　　 If you want to continue walking down, you must be a cultivator, and have the corresponding tokens and tactics, in order to avoid the heavy killings and arrive below.

　　 Liuping looked down the cliff and dropped a stone.

　　 The stone flew down, and the void suddenly lit up with endless auras, condensed into billions of sharp threads, and rushed forward and twisted gently—

　　 In an instant, the stone turned into powder.

　　 Liuping sighed, sat down on the edge of the cliff, thinking about how to do it.

　　 Actually, there are several paths for practitioners to lead to the lower level.

　　 And the bottom of this cliff is just forty floors, and going back one floor is thirty-nine floors.

　　This cliff—

　　 is actually a trap.

　　 There are not only the spiritual thread cutting just now, but also dozens of methods of obliteration.

　　 If someone leaps out and wants to reach below in one breath, then he will definitely find that he not only has to face overwhelming attacks, but also is forbidden to use all flying techniques.

　　—Only the spirit creature is immune to all kinds of attacks and keeps falling.

　　 This is a cost consideration, which comes from my own advice to Master.

　　 "Master, the trap here is not so perfect."

　　 "Oh? What problem did you find again?"

"As the saying goes, killing and stealing treasure are a complete set of actions. After this cliff kills the invading enemy, it is best to design a combined magic circle to identify items with spiritual power and keep them intact. So that we can still use it to sell money."

　　 "Huh, you kid only has money in his eyes, and the old man doesn't care about the broken copper and iron."

　　—Then Master designed a combined magic circle to identify items with spiritual power and let them fall intact.

　　 is a thing of the past.

　　 Liuping put away his thoughts and sighed: "Spiritual objects...I don't have many, there is only one that can cross this road..."

　　 He stood up, stretched out his hand towards the cliff, and said silently:

　　 "Open the piggy bank."