Purgatory Artist

　　 Liu Ping watched the lines of small prints disappear in the air extremely speechless.

　　 This unreliable guy!

　　 He walked into the camp of Taiwei Palace, was about to sit down on the futon, and suddenly his heart moved.

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　　 That monk of the **** of transformation—

　　 Elder Wang.

　　 Before he left with the cultivators of Yuan Ying, he once said: "...I dare to bet with you, this time is our great opportunity, let's go!"

　　He is betting.

　　 But his name is "Gambling Ghost".

　　—Gambling ghosts.

　　 Ten bets and nine loses.

　　 If he loses the bet, what will happen?

　　 Liuping felt a coolness inexplicably on his back.

　　 The monks of Taiwei Palace are not there.

　　 There is a monster of Jin Dan stage in the camp, and he has found himself.

　　 If Elder Wang loses the bet—

　　 Liu Ping took a few breaths in silence, and slowly drew a card from his arms.

　　The comeback card from the bartender!

　　 He stared at the card, hesitating in his heart.

　　 Jin Dan monster.

　　 I can't beat it currently.

but…

　　 After finally coming in, he also gained the status of a disciple of Taiwei Palace. Could it be that he just left?

　　—Xie Dongliu has awakened, and has the title of "Death Scholar", is a powerful combat practitioner.

　　 Do you want to stay and wait for him, and then go back to Taiwei Palace?

　　 Besides, once he comes back, he will surely bring back information about the large-scale fall of the sky.

　　 Liuping couldn't sit down anymore, turned and opened the curtain, passing through the camps of various schools, and walking along the path towards Fangshi.

　　 He quickened his pace and quickly walked into the market.

　　 The fall in the sky just now was too shocking. At this time, the monks in the city had almost no intention of doing business. They stood together in twos and threes, communicating with each other with their spiritual thoughts.

　　 Liuping quickly walked to a stall.

　　 "Give me twenty large bundles of blank talisman, plus a low-grade talisman that can be used during the foundation period," he said.

　　 "The talisman is very expensive, boy, just rely on you to be poor—"

　　 The monk who guarded the stall just said a few words and caught a glimpse of the long row of storage bags around his waist.

　　 The monk smiled and said, "Chenghui two hundred Lingshi."

　　 Liuping paid the money and turned around and left.

　　 He quickly came to the other stall, glanced away, and said, "Excuse me, how do you sell it this time?"

　　 The stall owner is a lanky man who is as tall as a bamboo pole, his hands are in his sleeves, and he doesn't respond to Liu Ping's words.

　　 Liuping noticed something was wrong, and looked at the man repair.

　　 I saw Nan Xiu's face turned pale, with broad bean-sized cold sweat on his forehead, his body trembling constantly, and he looked at the distance behind Liu Ping in despair.

　　 "That...what is that!"

　　 he shouted wildly, almost out of control.

　　 At this time, the people around were yelled by him, they stopped what they were doing and all looked towards the sky outside the camp.

　　 Liu Ping was dumbfounded, and slowly turned around following everyone's gaze.

　　—But he saw nothing.

　　 The lead cloud in the sky seemed to open for a moment, but quickly closed, making it impossible to see what was behind the cloud.

　　 Someone came over, bowed to the lanky monk, and asked, "Daoyou Zhang, what did you see just now?"

　　 The thin and tall monk was pale and sweaty. He tremblingly pointed his finger at the sky, unable to speak for a long time.

　　 Everyone looked together.

　　 I saw the sky densely covered with dark clouds, like a tightly covered curtain, without revealing the slightest clue.

　　 A deafening voice came from deep in the clouds:

　　 "I got the news, it seems that there is an adult here."

　　 "Now make an emergency notice."

　　 "The world below is the private property of Ms. Pain. If any distinguished adult is playing here, please don't continue to spoil the story of the world, please come out and meet immediately."

　　 Liuping's heart beats.

　　 Based on these words, the other party seemed to think that the collapse of the plot was caused by a certain "adult".

　　 But this is obviously caused by myself.

　　The so-called "adult"...

　　 Could it be that the last time he deceived the wolf monster's body from that monster, what he said made the other party believe it was true?

　　 It is precisely because of this that the other party will say that name.

　　—Ms. Pain.

　　 Everything here belongs to Ms. Pain.

　　Ms. Pain...Private property...

　　 Liuping seemed to flash a flash of lightning in his heart.

　　 He remembered the words of Wang Cheng:

　　 "Maliciously destroying private property is an extremely bad crime in the entire world. I advise you not to do that..."

　　 Liu Ping was silent and looked around.

　　 I saw the practitioners all looked dazed, as if they hadn't heard those words at all.

very good.

　　—Our world has become your private property?

　　—Have you ever asked our opinion?

　　 suppressing the ups and downs, Liu Ping turned around and left.

　　 When the crowd surrounded the thin and tall monk, he had already pulled away, pressing his hands on his face all the way, slightly changing his appearance, and then quickly walked to a corner.

　　 There are people setting up a stall here.

　　 He hurriedly clasped his fists at the stall owner and said: "I heard your name early, your hat is very delicately refined, I want to buy a batch, and please make a price."

　　 The monk was hooking his neck and looking into the crowd. After hearing Liu Ping's words, he turned his head back, smiled and rubbed his hands and said, "It's easy to say, but I don't know how much you are going to want?"

　　 "All." Liuping said.

　　—The monks in Taiwei Palace are not there now.

　　 Something seemed to happen again in the sky, and monsters also appeared in the camp.

　　 Liuping can't care about any influence anymore.

　　 "What? How much do you want?" The monk opened his eyes in disbelief.

　　 "I said-the hidden hat you refined, there is no one left, I want as much as there is."

　　 Liuping said as he opened his sleeves, revealing a dozen small and delicate storage bags tied around his waist.

　　...

　　In the camp.

　　 Liuping squatted on the ground, with two stacks of talisman in front of him.

　　 A stack of Demon Burst Charms, a stack of Blank Charms.

　　 He looked at the two stacks of talisman, his face showed nostalgia:

　　 "I haven't done such a meticulous job in a long time...but I'll prepare early..."

　　 He picked up the talisman pen, turned a blank talisman over, and quickly painted a series of mysterious spiritual patterns on the back.

　　 Although he hasn't done this for a long time, his movements are still skillful, and he has completed the outline of the lines with almost no lag.

　　 Close the pen.

　　 picked up the talisman and took a closer look, only to see that two spirit patterns had been drawn on its back.

　　 One, the suction pattern, is specially used to glue other talisman;

　　 Both, convergence lines, specifically converge all spiritual power fluctuations on other talisman.

　　With these two spiritual patterns—

　　 Liuping picked up a magic bursting talisman and gently placed it behind the blank talisman.

　　 Something strange happened.

　　 I only saw the back of the blank talisman, the spirit absorption pattern flashed, and the magic bursting talisman was sucked in and glued together.

　　 All the spiritual power fluctuations on the Demon Breaking Talisman disappeared suddenly.

　　 The two symbols are glued into a single symbol, and its front is blank, showing its identity as a blank symbol.

　　—Spiritual absorption pattern and convergence pattern also played a role!

　　 Liuping let out a breath.

A talisman like 　　, no matter who looks at it, it will only be regarded as a blank talisman with almost no threat.

　　 No one will be intimidated by such a charm.

　　 It is very suitable for surprising wins.

　　 "How many spirit stones did the person who asked me to study this talisman produced? I can't remember it..."

　　 Liu Ping murmured, but kept on hand, turning all the remaining Demon Breaking Talisman into blank Talisman.

　　 This is a very wealthy second-generation disciple of Zongmen Fu who commissioned his own research and development. His cultivation level is not high, but he always wants to shame others—

　　 So this talisman is called Yinren talisman.

　　 With such a large pile of "Yin Ren Talisman" in his hands, Liu Ping feels a lot more stable.

　　 This is his unique craft.

　　Except for him, no one in the history of spiritual practice has ever thought of making such a talisman, and no one has ever created such a talisman.

　　 But this is just the beginning.

　　 After a short break, Liu Ping looked at him with a solemn expression and began to make today's most important talisman.

　　 He hovered and sat, holding a talisman pen, and began to draw a talisman.

　　His hands are very steady, and each stroke outlines extremely flexible patterns, which brings together the spiritual power of the surroundings.

　　 No matter what sound comes from outside, it can't affect his drawing of this talisman. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　—Even if the sky falls, it cannot affect the trend of the pen.

　　 After dozens of breaths.

　　 Liuping finally started to close the pen slowly.

　　 Spiritual energy gathered from all around, forming a special magic wave along the winding magic pattern on the talisman.

　　 This extremely complicated talisman was finally drawn.

　　 Liuping wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed tiredly.

　　 Drawing this talisman with the strength of the foundation-building period is actually a bit reluctant. If he hadn't stood at the pinnacle of the six arts early, and had a deep understanding of the talisman, it would be impossible to complete this talisman.

　　 This is the Borrowing Talisman.

　　 Borrowing magic talisman allows practitioners to use spiritual stones to call five times their own spiritual power to manipulate the magic circle.

　　—Can only control the magic circle.

　　 It can be said that this is a very unpopular talisman.

　　 But for Liu Ping at this moment, it is a very precious and practical symbol.

　　 Liuping sat on the spot and adjusted his breath quietly, recovering his physical exhaustion.

　　 after a while.

　　 When he confirmed that his state had returned to the peak, he patted his storage bag and found out the small array he had bought before.

　　 "Start."

　　 Liuping gave a soft sigh, and quickly connected his hands on the formation.

　　 There was a buzzing sound from the array disc, and the barrier that exuded a misty white light began to be released.

　　Small hidden circle, success!

　　 "Tens of thousands of spirit stones...in exchange for the control of all war formations in the Western Wilderness Camp...not a loss."

　　 The willow plane was dignified, and he stretched out his arm and patted, opening all ten storage bags.

　　 Wow! Wow! Wow!

　　 Lingshi piled up like no money, and piled up into a hill in the circle.