Purgatory Artist

Psychedelic realm.

Liu Ping tied the dagger around his waist and quickly pinched the position with one hand.

He is a little upset now.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

Whether it is a practitioner or an ordinary person, it is a life full of desires, and it is easy for certain thoughts and desires to be intertwined to do things that hurt the world.

How can we accumulate merit from such a world?

suddenly.

His hand paused.

-Calculated, that monk Yuan Ying is fifteen steps in front of him on the left.

This magic circle is the strongest magic circle under the transformation of gods, and the opponent can't figure out where he is.

Liu Ping felt a little, and quickly squeezed the formula with one hand.

Lines of burning small print suddenly popped out:

"You have discovered that the defensive technique on the opponent's body is: the fire of the five elements, the magic shield of the upper descending."

"You started to crack this shield."

"Based on previous knowledge reserves, you have 31 ways to crack this shield."

"Because you only have the post-foundation stage, there are only three suitable secret methods to crack this shield."

"You have chosen one of them."

"you-"

Before the small print was finished, Liu Ping suddenly drew a short knife from his waist and stabbed it forward.

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

flutter!

There was a muffled sound.

The short knife slashed across the man, cutting off his headband and half of his shoulder, spraying a mist of blood in his chest.

It's not over yet—

Liu Ping threw the knife, continued pinching with one hand, and quickly shouted, "The lamp is up!"

A layer of phantom appeared on the male Xiu, floating on his handprints, and gradually turned into a sparkling flame.

Mystery·Lamp technique!

This is Liu Ping's original method, which can prevent those who are killed from sounding any alarm, and even the spirit lamp art on the body will be blinded.

The so-called soul lamp technique is often a means planted by the martial arts for its own disciples. Once the disciple is dead, the soul lamp of the sect is immediately extinguished, and the sect immediately sends a master to check the situation.

The light technique can hold the soul.

This technique will make the monks show the illusion that they are still alive, thereby deceiving the soul lamp on the monks.

After all, this is a trick of deception.

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

He tossed the soul fire lightly, and shouted: "Soul flag, get up!"

That little soul fire floated out and landed on the head of the male monk.

The head opened his eyes, showing a dazed look.

"I'm dead?"

He asked.

"Yeah, you stay on Yangguan Avenue, and you have to threaten us. In fact, I also hate killing. Out of helplessness this time, please forgive me." Liu Ping said.

Compared to those martial artists in the realm of ten thousand worlds, the spirit of the practitioner is stronger, and he can barely maintain his wisdom in the art of the soul flag, so Liu Ping said a few more words.

The expression on the male monk's face changed, and he suddenly said, "It's wrong to go down. Please let me go and reincarnate."

"Reincarnation? No, as soon as your soul is gone, the soul lamp will go out-better stay for a while." Liu Ping shook his head.

"When can you let me go?" The head asked.

"Wait for me to become number one in the world." Liu Ping said.

He changed his tactics and used his spiritual power again.

Surgery!

From now on, the soul of the monk who lives in the head of the man has completely become his servant, can no longer resist his orders, and can't conceal everything.

Liu Ping took out the formation and fiddled with it at will.

In an instant, all illusions disappeared and vanished.

The veteran came slowly and threw a ball of flames casually.

The flame directly hit the headless corpse of the male monk, and immediately burned it to ashes, leaving only a heavy-looking storage bag.

"Oh, hard! Hard! Hard!"

The old Tao grabbed the storage bag in his hand and sighed.

"What did the master say?" Liu Ping asked.

"Not to mention mortals, even the cultivators are a group of lustful generations. They always think about fighting skills and make a name for themselves. If you find any chance and relic, you will kill the corpse. Heads are rolling—"

The old Dao shook his head and said, "It's really hard 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."

"You kid, have you ever tried to persuade people to be good? Only by persuading people to be good can you have merit!" said the old Taoist politely.

Liu Ping said: "Then I will try."

"Your soul flags are all made out, now can you persuade people to do good?" Old Dao stared.

"Old man, didn't you say that if you want to enter the world of spiritual practice, you must first learn to make soul flags?" Liu Ping said.

"I was scaring you, who knows you really learned it!"

"Don't throw the pot here-where did you hide the storage bag? The spirit stone in it was taken out to divide me half."

"...Boy, you're only five years old, what's the use of asking for spirit stones."

"I killed the people. Are you embarrassed to sit down and collect money?"

The master and apprentice were arguing, and the head suddenly jumped in front of Liu Pingping and said: "Report to the master, I have a junior who is responsible for picking me up."

The master and apprentice paused at the same time.

"What about people?" Liu Ping asked.

"In the west village, I said I was hungry. Go and eat something. When my side is over, come back with me." Human head said.

"Eat?" The old way sneered.

"Actually, there are a few handsome girls in that village." The head said blankly.

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

He tied the dagger around his waist and tied the formation behind him, raising his foot and rushing towards the Xishan Road.

"Remember, if you want merit, you have to persuade people to be good, don't chop off people's heads to make soul flags, understand?"

The old Taoist shouted from behind.

"I see." Liu Ping said impatiently.

When he was in a vertical position, he quickly dived into the mountains and forests. After a few ups and downs, no one could be seen.

The old way and the head were left in place.

The old Dao muttered, "What is your cultivation level?"

"Build the foundation." The head said blankly.

"Oh-the cultivation base is so low, it seems that there is nothing to worry about, I just hope that he can really persuade people to be kind." The old Dao sighed.

"What the master does is right." The man said blankly.

"..." The old way.

…

When Liu Ping came to the village, the village was already full of people.

"Everyone, the immortal master is selecting disciples, hurry! Hurry!"

"Have your kid sent it?"

"Sent! Our daughters have also sent them, and we will show them to the fairy master. Maybe there is a fairy destiny, so let's ascend to the sky in one step!"

"Go! Go and see!"

The villagers rushed towards the drying valley in the middle of the village.

Liu Ping mixed in and walked all the way to the drying rice field, only to see that the platform had been set up, and a serious young man sat on it.

Layers of auras continued to emerge behind him, looking like a **** descending to the earth.

Rows after rows of boys and girls stood under the high platform, looking perturbed, allowing him to observe and choose carefully.

For a while.

The young man opened his mouth and said:

"Second row, fifth, with some qualifications, you can follow me to cultivate immortals."

Everyone looked.

I saw that it was a beautiful girl.

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

-It is a talisman.

"Take this talisman, follow me to practice, and be immortal, are you willing?" the young man asked proudly.

"Yes! Yes!" The girl knelt down with excitement.

The villagers around were stirred up and congratulated the girl's parents.

The parents were also beaming, and their faces were red.

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

As an immortal master, I don’t mention how useful I am. Even at home, I can get help. At least I will often get some panacea to cure illness and prolong the life. There are too many benefits.

Under the eyes of everyone, the girl stretched out her hand to pick up the talisman.

suddenly.

A small hand stretched out, squeezed the talisman in his hand first, and rubbed it at will.

Liuping!

Fu Lu burned to death in his hands at a rapid speed.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in the void:

"Your etheric 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 on the blind child in front of him were almost equal to him.

This child... who should be only five or six years old, has actually built a foundation?

The anger in the young man's heart disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face: "The child below, who are you, and why do you badly accept my apprenticeship?"

Liu Ping jumped onto the stage and waved to everyone below: "It's all gone."

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, the young man waved his hand down, "I heard it. They are all gone. I'll talk about the apprenticeship later."

People didn't dare not obey the order of the fairy master, so they had to take their children and quickly left the Shaiguchang.

"Liang Rui, the fifth-generation disciple of the Xia Xiaoxiang School, has not yet asked the name of Zun's surname. By the way, Zun's teacher must be nearby, right?"

The young man smiled and arched his hands.

Liu Ping organized the language and coughed lightly, "That—just forget it, I actually want to say that among these young people there are quite a few materials for practice."

"That's right," Liang Rui agreed, "The girl I just selected has water spirit roots in her body. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is very suitable for me to go with me. We can discuss other people, she and I are To be set."

Liu Ping frowned and said: "You really want to accept a disciple, and I won't be able to intervene, but once your talisman enters the mortal soul, she will become your slave. How can you practice?"

The young man said earnestly: "Friends of Taoism, you may not understand. Your master must know that the resources consumed by every practitioner are astronomical. Why should I use so many resources to help such a non-relative person? ? If she has nothing to contribute to me, why should I preach her Taoism?"

Liu Ping said, "Your master took you back then—"

"That's because I have excellent talents, far beyond the average practice disciple. I deserve to be trained by the sect. Anyone who becomes my master will treat me like this." Liang Rui said.

"So your cultivation base today is the result of your own hard work?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course!" Liang Rui said.

Liu Ping remained silent for a long time, and said, "Why don't you be kind to others? If the girl becomes your slave, even if you have achieved success in practice, Dao Xin will have long been ruined."

Liang Rui's expression changed, and he sternly said: "I am a disciple of the Seven Martial Arts School, what kind of school is your Excellency? Are you specifically having trouble with me?"

Liu Ping opened his mouth, closed it, opened his mouth again, and suddenly shook his head: "Go and die."

When the voice fell, the sword lighted up.

I saw a human head rushing into the air, tumbling unceasingly in the blood mist, and then falling under the high platform.

Liu Ping casually squeezed a trick.

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

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

The head said in a flattering tone.

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