Purgatory Artist

Liuping stood in a dusty street.

Here is a mountain gate for practitioners. There are several high mountains straight into the blue clouds. There are pavilions and practice houses, cave houses, workshops, and a wide square enough for practitioners to fight.

However, there seems to have been a major earthquake.

Everything is skewed.

-Liuping didn't even see anything intact.

The pavilion is old and dilapidated.

The streets are overgrown with weeds.

There are bones everywhere.

"Odd...what exactly is this place?"

Liu Ping said softly.

There was silence all around.

He seemed to be the only person in the entire world, except for the rustling noise he made when he walked, there was no other sound.

Liu Ping walked slowly on the street, his expression getting more and more solemn.

The world of practice is my hometown.

I cultivated here, fought, met monks of all sects, traveled all over the world, and became so familiar with it, just like my own body.

—I never imagined that there are secrets behind this world that I don’t know.

From the beginning of using hexagrams to calculate the **** of sentient beings, everything seems to be different.

It's like something triggered.

Liu Ping walked to a skeleton, squatted down, and picked up a rotten battle axe.

The axe has completely lost its spirituality, and even the magic circle runes etched on the axe body have become mottled and completely useless.

Liu Ping rubbed the runes carefully, his face gradually showing shock.

"Some deviations from our system...but more concise, beautiful and powerful than ours..."

He gently put down his battle axe and picked up another dagger.

The dagger suddenly emitted a breezy blue light, which instantly penetrated the sky, cutting the void into two parts.

Click.

When the dagger released that blow, it broke instantly.

"Such power has surpassed the upper limit of our world's strength-when is this a relic on earth?"

Liu Ping muttered to himself, a confused look appeared on his face.

For the first time in his life, he felt the difficulty of practicing in the world.

Liu Ping continued on, and finally walked the entire long street and arrived at a pagoda temple at the end of the road.

I saw four characters written on the plaque of the pagoda temple:

"Wind and rain saint."

saint-

Is this the place where the saint once lived?

Since there is a saint sitting here, why does the whole world fall in such a way, and even the corpses are everywhere?

Liu Ping stepped into the Pagoda Temple, released his spiritual thoughts and continued to observe the surroundings.

I saw bones of mountains piled up in the entire Pagoda Temple, dusty and lonely, and a human figure was carved on the high platform in the middle.

That is a woman.

Liu Ping looked at the statue of the woman carefully with divine thoughts, and questions kept popping up in his heart.

pity-

Nothing can withstand the baptism of the years, and one after another lost his spirituality and effectiveness, leaving Liu Ping unable to obtain any valuable clues.

There is only one way.

Liu Ping took out a few copper coins from his arms, and swiftly overlapped them on his fingers.

-If something is undecided, ask God's way.

What's more, the whole thing was caused by my own fortune-telling.

Ding!

A few copper coins were thrown away by him, and they clanged and fell on the ground, jumping, and then all stood upright on the ground.

Liu Ping was a little speechless.

Everything here is obscured by some kind of power!

Even the secret of heaven is hidden, making it impossible to see the truth of the past years.

An electric light suddenly flashed through Liu Ping's mind.

wrong!

-its not right!

He squatted down and put his hands on the ground.

When I entered this world, I felt a little bit about the changes in space.

This world is obviously connected to the world of practice.

It can even be said that they are one twin.

So at that moment in the future, when Ms. Pain pulls the world of practice to Eternal Night and obtains her soul from it, does she know that there is such a secret world behind the world of practice?

Does she know?

If she knew—

How much does she know? What are you plotting from it?

Liu Ping was thinking, suddenly a flash of light flashed from the statue.

Soon after, the statue lit up.

A female voice rang:

"Welcome, latecomer."

"Who is your excellency?" Liu Ping arched his hands.

"I am a ray of spiritual thoughts of the ascetics of the past era. The name of the real body is wind and rain, and is called a saint by the practitioners of the world." The voice echoed on the statue.

"So you are the saint of wind and rain." Liu Ping said.

The statue said: "Young man, if you can enter this place, you must have seen through a certain secret of the six reincarnations and escaped the mortal situation before you have a chance to arrive here..."

"Senior, I was thinking of a way to create a martial arts scripture. I wanted to benefit sentient beings, but I found that sentient beings are passionate and suffer from it, so I noticed something wrong." Liu Ping said.

The statue did not speak.

Pieces of spiritual light emerged in the tower temple, revealing everything Liu Ping had experienced in the past.

"Very well, you came very well."

The statue finally said.

A strange ball of light suddenly appeared above its head.

I saw that the outside of the light group was a layer of holy white, but in the depths of the white light, there was a ray of black light that moved wildly.

This strand of black light continued to struggle, hitting the white light, and wanted to rush out of the white light.

The statue opened the mouth and said: "I have seen your past life, and you are worthy of a strong-willed existence-in your life, you have been fighting an invincible opponent, just to save mankind."

"And you also discovered this place, and even got the approval of..."

"What do you want to say?" Liu Ping asked strangely.

The light ball slowly flew down and floated in front of the willow plane.

"You have obtained this qualification. This is a vision of the past era. We never wanted to realize it because it was crazy, but your strength gave me hope for the first time—"

The statue continued: "All beings have a strong desire and uncertain temperament, and they are affected by the fighting between these two forces."

In the light cluster, black and white two colors continue to flash.

"What are they?" Liu Ping asked.

"Don't say-but you can try to use them-you need to balance their power so that they don't fight anymore." said the statue.

"I will try." Liu Ping said happily.

"I want to remind you that if you do not succeed, you will fall into complete destruction with this place." The statue said.

"What if I succeed?" Liu Ping asked.

"Then you can start to create Wujing, and it will definitely benefit all living beings." The statue said.

"Has no one tried it before?" Liu Ping asked again.

"No one has discovered this, and can't trigger the power of the world, you are the first." The statue said.

"Will there be anyone after me?"

"There will be no other people-this is the only seal. If you fail, everything here will end, and the world must fall into eternal destruction."

"So this is an attempt."

"You can understand it this way. It is the only one. If it fails, there will be no new attempts."

Liu Ping nodded.

He stretched out his hand and caught the light ball.

Lines of burning small print suddenly appeared in the void:

"You have received two power seeds: ??? and ???

"These two forces have fought for countless years in the era of the positive era, and they will finally have another victory or defeat in the distant future."

"You have an opportunity to touch them."

"Notice!"

"You are the first person to perceive the secrets of the world on the back of the six realms of reincarnation."

"Your life and death will soon usher in the answer. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

The light ball fell into Liu Ping's hands.

He stood there and sensed silently, only to find that he was nothing strange.

"What will happen? Why don't I feel anything?"

Liu Ping asked.

The statue said: "They take effect slowly, and they won't kill you right away."

"You will try to conquer them, or be blown up by their power."

"I am here waiting for your success or failure to determine whether the world exists or is destroyed."

"—Go!"

The voice fell.

Everything around suddenly disappeared.

Liu Ping found that he had returned to the world of spiritual practice, standing in the midst of dense thunder and lightning.

The demon turned his head fiercely, and suddenly saw him.

"Ah...Where did you go just now?"

The demon roared, staring at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping couldn't imagine it, so he had to draw out the Baina knife and said, "Come on, it seems that there is no way to survive."

After speaking, he suddenly felt something in his body that was constantly pouring up.

There seemed to be dense small limbs appearing in the whole body, holding himself in place, unable to move.

"eat you!"

The demon pounced forward.

The sky full of thunder light also found the target, and fell towards Liu Ping one after another.

Between sparkling flints.

A line of burning small characters appeared:

"??? The power of the force began to take effect."

boom! !

The strong wind pressure blew the thunder light out.

A black paw stretched out his hand from the spray mist, and suddenly strangled the demon's throat.

"Gluck giggled giggled-you say-ate me?"

There was a strange sound in the fog.

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