Purgatory Artist

The mountain road damaged by the flood has been reorganized.

The collapsed houses in the village were quickly rebuilt.

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

Liu Ping personally went down to cultivate the land, spent some spiritual energy, and set up an aura array to ripen all the grains planted this year.

——The food problem has also been solved.

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

"It is, it is, thank you two immortal masters for their rescue. We are grateful to the whole village."

A group of villagers knelt on the ground.

The veteran looked around, seeing that the matter was over, he said impatiently:

"Okay, let's go."

The master and apprentice shook their bodies, and flew away from the mountain. After a while, they moved away from the village.

The two of them were silent in the mountains and forests.

"Listen to what they say."

Lao Dao took out a talisman and squeezed a trick casually.

Suddenly the voices of the people in the village came from the jade slip.

"Master, did you put an eavesdropping talisman?"

Liu Ping said in surprise.

"Yes," said Old Dao, squinting his eyes, "see what this group of people are going to do next when they are full."

The two listened attentively.

The voices of the villagers resounded in the talisman.

"It's great, it's not a problem to have a good year this winter."

"Thanks to the two fairy masters."

"Let's go, go back and prepare, the crops are about to be harvested."

Everyone was talking verbally, as if they were ready to get tools and harvest crops.

Suddenly, a male voice rang:

"Wait a minute! Don't leave."

This is the leading villager, known as Brother Zhang.

"Brother Zhang? What's the matter?" someone asked.

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

"Yes, that's it." The others echoed.

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

"What do you mean?" someone asked again.

"Everyone knows that in this big mountain, the girl from Wang's Village, Shui Ling, and Liu's Village are producing mineral deposits. Now is the time when we are doing something-a golden opportunity! Brothers!" Zhang Ge said.

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

The veteran eyeballs swept over and said slowly: "Little devil, don't forget, you have to accumulate merit."

Liu Ping squinted, raised his hand and gestured towards the sky a few times, and said, "I want to accumulate merits, but I'm still used to doing some murderous business as expected."

He trot two steps and threw the fire stick abruptly.

Hearing a "swish" sound, the burning stick instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed into the sky and disappeared.

In the sound transmission note, the Dao known as Brother Zhang:

"You guys, it's enough to have something to eat? You learned some martial arts from me, but you are so courageous?"

No one was talking around for a while.

Brother Zhang smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Even the two immortals are not moved by me, come here—"

puff!

A muffled noise.

Then came the panicked voices of everyone.

Lao Dao put down Fulu and asked, "Where are you aiming?"

"The throat." Liu Ping smiled.

"The treatment is not good, tusk, it seems that you want to be a good person is still unrealistic." Old Dao shook his head and said.

"The human heart is unpredictable, and it is neither to save nor to save it-merit is really a troublesome thing." Liu Ping said with a headache.

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

He put down the gourd and said: "Today you can save these villagers, but your strength is the foundation. There are countless creatures in the vast world. You don't have the ability to save, so you should improve your strength first."

"What the master said is." Liu Ping nodded.

Back then, he could just ascend, but he kept suppressing the realm and didn't ascend.

This time, one must raise the cultivation base to a higher level.

——For things like the human mind, when one's cultivation level is higher, there may be new ways to do it.

At first, because of the dark drama, Liu Ping once thought that the practice side was nothing more than that.

But in the end it was discovered that the Lord of Nightmare didn't dare to instigate the Six Paths of Reincarnation...

This prompted him to turn his attention to the power of the practice side again.

Practice! Practice!

Only by standing at the highest point of the human world can you know more of the six secrets.

He was thinking deeply about the future, but the old way raised his hand and counted it aside.

"Let's go, let's go deep into the mountains. I've counted it. There are wild bees three hundred miles away. Let's get some honey and eat some wild fruits. We will deal with it tonight." Old Tao said.

"Yes, Master." Liu Ping said.

The two cleared up a bit and set off again.

Across a mountain.

Cross two small rivers.

The two walked slowly on the rugged road in the mountains.

"Boy."

"Master, you said."

"We have to reflect on why we encountered the death catastrophe last time, because when you acted with me, you forgot to count."

"what do you mean?"

"In the future, we will divide the work, I will count the gains and losses, and you will be the bad luck."

"Master is too slippery. You can count the gains and losses. It takes a lot of energy to count bad luck."

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

The old Dao suddenly straightened his expression and continued: "You are the embryo of a demon at first sight, and there will definitely be a **** storm in the future. If you are not proficient in bad luck, you won't know how to die."

Liu Ping couldn't take it anymore.

Master is still very accurate in seeing people. He knew what he was like when he was only five years old.

"Yes, Master."

Liu Ping had no choice but to raise his hand and count.

"Master, I'm done."

"how?"

"We are in trouble."

"Huh? What?"

Suddenly a stream of light flew from outside the sky and landed impartially on the mountain road opposite the two of them.

Guanghua dispersed, but it was a male repairman holding a spear.

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

"Are you the masters of the hexagram technique who figured out the difficulty of the head of the White Mountain Sect?"

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

"It can't be wrong," the male Xiu took out a jade slip, swept through it, nodded and said, "It's you."

Lao Dao and Liu Ping looked at each other.

"The **** of the Baishan Sect, Lao Tzu helped them, but they changed hands and sold them. Next time, let them die directly." Old Dao yelled.

The male Xiu smiled slightly and said, "You two don't need to panic, I am Ye Chaohai, the chief disciple of the Xiaoxiang school."

Xiaoxiang School?

This is one of the seven schools.

"What are you looking for us for?" Old Tao asked.

"I would like to invite you to visit my sect, and help my master to calculate his tribulations by the way." The male monk said.

"Sorry, we really have something to do, we have a chance in the future, we must come to visit." Old Tao said with his hands.

The male Xiu's eyes were cold, he looked down at the spear in his hand, and said softly: "That's not good, since I became the chief disciple, no one has ever rejected me."

A wave of spiritual power radiated from him, blowing like a violent wind on the clothes of the master and apprentice.

"Later Yuan Ying!" The old Dao said solemnly.

"Yes, I am the cultivation base of the late Yuan Ying. One of you has the aftermath of the catastrophe. It seems that the injury is unhealed, and the other is just a child—"

The male Xiu said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go with you, but there are some things to be clear." The old Dao said with a flattering smile.

"What's up?"

"How about the treatment when we went there? Do you have any spiritual stones to earn? You are a big disciple, don't those who invite you in the past have even the slightest benefit?" said the old Tao.

The male cultivator was taken aback, then he thought for a moment and said, "It makes sense. Since I brought it to the master to count the catastrophe, then I can't lose my face-rest assured, I will arrange this matter. You only need to do your own part. Within."

He released a flying boat and said, "Come on, don't let me use any means."

The old Tao turned his head and looked behind him.

"Okay, Master." Liu Ping said.

He held a heavy formation in his hand.

Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a surge of spiritual power erupted on the array, spreading out in all directions.

The male Xiu and his flying boat disappeared suddenly.

"Damn it, it's a phantom array, wait for me to go out—"

As soon as the male Xiu's voice came out, he was immediately wrapped in the magic circle, and no more was leaked.

Triple Phantom Array!

This array is dedicated to the monks of Yuan Ying and below, and it is the most suitable array in the current situation.

"Go, we must go immediately while he is trapped here!"

The old Dao took Liu Ping and hurriedly seized the way and fled.

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

"If you don't run at this time, what else can you say?" the old Tao asked.

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

Liu Ping stretched out his hand, drew a short knife from behind the old Dao, and blew a breath at the blade.

The old man said with a serious look: "You can think clearly, I am badly injured and unable to shoot, and you only have the foundation stage. How can you kill him? Be careful to be shot to death by a trick!"

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

"Have you thought about it? What does this mean? There is a great realm between you and him, **** him?"

"Of course it's using hexagrams, I haven't killed people so cautiously in a long time."

"Your merit--"

"Hey, don't mention it, I will think of a way later, this person actually wants to hijack us, I won't kill him, Dao's heart is unhappy."

"How can Daoxin feel upset, you little devil is talking nonsense again!"

Liu Ping grinned, muttering something silently, dragging a short knife with one hand, his figure flashed into the phantom formation.

The old way stood still and his expression changed.

"It's still this virtue..."

He whispered.

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