purgatory artist

Chapter 19 The Immortal Touches My Top

Streamers of light fell from the sky and landed on the small town.

——Several young cultivators in white clothes looked about in their early twenties. They were imposing and full of ambition, holding various weapons, standing in the center of the town and looking around.

"Let's go, these mortals are repairing houses, the dust is so big, it's meaningless." A female cultivator said, holding her nose.

"Fairy Li said to go, so let's go." A male cultivator said.

"Yes, what's the point here? Senior sister wants to change places to play, so let's change places." No.2 male cultivator said.

"Let's go." No.3 male cultivator said.

"It's really meaningless here, let's go!" No.4 male cultivator said.

A few people rose into the sky and went away in an instant.

Liu Ping watched them disappear into the clouds in the sky, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The worst weapons in these people's hands are treasures.

As far as weapons are concerned, the practice world is divided into Li, Bao, Ling, Dharma, and Tao.

Dao weapons are the strongest, and sharp weapons are the worst.

To be able to fly, one needs at least a Golden Core cultivation base.

The division of realms of practice, from low to high, is refining qi, building foundations, golden pills, nascent souls, transforming gods, conferring saints, and divine illumination.

Once the god shines, you can fly.

Right now, practitioners who are able to show off their treasures in their early twenties, and whose cultivation is at least at the Golden Core level, are almost all sect disciples.

In other words, these people are not small.

That nun seems to have quite a status in the sect, otherwise why do you obey her?
Maybe they are all after her?

The bartender came up, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "These practitioners don't look down on our town, it's okay, we're safe."

Liu Ping smiled and said nothing.

Since those practitioners can come here, it has already explained the problem.

One drink and one peck, is it a pre-determination.

For practitioners, is there any thing that has no cause and effect?

Liu Ping suddenly discovered that these outsiders had no idea what a cultivator was.

An ordinary person often seeks wealth, a partner, or peace in his heart. If he gets what he wants, he will be satisfied. Even if he doesn't get what he wants, he will just sigh in disappointment and continue to live.

Practitioners are not like this.

They want to transcend all misery and become eternal.

How dare they seek longevity!
——So they are the most lustful group of people in the world.

Such people, do you think they would waste their time in a secular town?
At this time, someone entered the restaurant, sat down at a table, and shouted, "Little Er, come here."

Liu Ping stepped forward with the menu and asked with a smile, "Guest officer, what would you like to eat?"

Those people ordered food.

Liu Ping remembered silently, and went to the back kitchen to report the name of the dish.

The dishes came quickly.

Those people drank and ate food.

After a while.

Several young people walked into the restaurant.

Liu Ping stepped forward as usual, and asked with a smile: "What would you like to eat?"

Those people looked at the menu and ordered.

Liu Ping was about to leave, but was held back by one of them.

"Xiao Er, I have something to ask." The man lowered his voice.

"Please tell me." Liu Ping said.

"Which girl is the most beautiful in the brothel opposite you?" The man lowered his voice again.

Liu Ping was startled.

Not far from him, the bartender's eyes froze.

Oops.

Liu Ping has just entered Dark Mist Town, and he is not familiar with this set, nor does he know anything about brothels, how can he recommend girls to these people?
"Guest officer, you are asking the wrong question." Liu Ping said with a smile.

"What's wrong?" the man raised his eyebrows.

"There is a saying that different eyes see different flowers. From the perspective of the younger ones, every girl in the brothel is very beautiful, but your vision is much higher than that of the younger ones. Maybe in your eyes, those girls are all vulgar and vulgar. Powder." Liu Ping said.

He winked at the bartender.

--do not come.

The bartender was still a little hesitant after listening to his explanation.

"Wonderful, makes sense!" The man clapped his hands and laughed.

The people next to me also laughed.

One nodded and said, "That's right, in our eyes, most of the women here are vulgar fans."

"That's worth a drink."

"Come."

Several people raised their glasses together.

Liu Ping lowered his eyes, and glanced at the few people without any trace.

...Very well, these people came here in disguise.

And it concealed the fluctuation of spiritual power on his body.

But with this level of cover-up, how could Liu Ping be deceived?
He felt it a little bit, and he knew it in his heart.

"This level of breath-holding formula... can not only cover up the fluctuations of spiritual power, but also reveal the divine light on people's bodies, making people look handsome and handsome despite being ordinary people... This kind of shameless Why are the road numbers so familiar..."

"Huh? This seems to be the Yushu Linfeng version of the breath-holding formula that I compiled. I remember that it was very popular back then, and many people supported the genuine subscription."

"However, a few years later, pirated jade slips became rampant. I had to make a lot of improvements on the basis of this one, and put it out for sale again..."

Liu Ping thought about it secretly, put his hands in his sleeves, and quietly made a trick.

Quietly.

The spiritual perception in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly changed mysteriously.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he saw through the method of holding back the breath of the people at the wine table, and noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power on these people.

...Looking at the fluctuations of their spiritual power, it seems to match one by one with the few young practitioners who flew here before.

It was them!
Good thing the bartender didn't come—

The bartender had a nonchalant expression on his face, he must have thought these were ordinary people.

Practitioners are arrogant and arrogant. If they are shouted at by ordinary people, even if they don't say it on the face, they will feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

When the time comes to fight, the bartender will have to decide whether he is dead or not. If the bartender's various skills different from those in the practice world are exposed, the whole town will be in trouble.

——After all, these practitioners are not casual cultivators at first glance.

They have sects.

In the practice world, sects are such an organization——

Brother, no, come on, brother.
Brother, no, master, come on,
Master can't do it, go elder,

The elders can't do it, head in charge,

The master is not good enough?
Let's go together.

——This kind of thing has far exceeded the so-called E-level, and it is not something that Dark Mist Town can afford.

Liu Ping sighed silently, thinking of countermeasures quickly in his mind.

These things are slow to say, but in fact they only take a breath.

Several people had just finished drinking the glass of wine and put the glass back on the table.

Liu Ping poured wine for several people, then stood beside him holding the jug in his hand.

One person said: "It's really hard to study every day. I have long wanted to go to the brothel to listen to the music. The beauty is by the side, so I can relax."

Another person agreed: "That's right, the road is long and long. If you don't know how to combine work and rest, you may break the string one day."

Another person held the chopsticks and said: "Come here, eat vegetables, eat vegetables, eat those things every day, taste bitter in your mouth, how can you enjoy these meals!"

——These people are real, and their temperaments are not bad.

It shouldn't cause any trouble.

As Liu Ping thought about it, a smile appeared on his face: "Guest officers, if you have nothing to do, I'll go down and get busy first."

At the beginning, the man took out a silver ingot from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said, "You are clever, just wait here, and I will reward you a lot!"

Liu Ping glanced at the silver ingot.

Money stuff is really boring, I don't like money at all.

If you don't take out a mountain of Lingshi, I don't even bother to look at you.

But now that people are in the world of death, there will be danger at any time, and it is still not possible to directly negotiate the price.

——It is important to save your life.

"Thank you, sir!"

Liu Ping stuffed the silver ingot into his bosom and said happily.

He picked up the wine jug, filled it up for several practitioners one by one, and gave the bartender a wink by the way.

What a fine bartender, he was about to come over to have a look, but when he saw Liu Ping's eyes, he gave a smack, and immediately turned around and walked back to the counter, fiddled with the abacus in his hand, and never planned to come over again.

at the same time.

Another street in the town.

In a certain mansion.

The leader of the night watchmen paused, and said in a low voice: "It's broken, the bartender sent a message, saying that Liu Ping seems to have found something troublesome."

"What should I do?" Old K whispered.

"Don't act rashly, bring the energy conservation displacer." The leader said.

Several people immediately took out a small device, opened it, and handed it to the leader.

The leader put the device in his pocket and flipped the switch.

hum-

In the next second, the magic power on his body was transformed into spiritual power, and then appeared outside, exuding the unique spiritual power fluctuations of practitioners.

—he became a monk!
"According to the standards of the practice world, I'm about the level of the Nascent Soul stage. Only by me coming forward can I control the situation."

The leader said solemnly, put on his Taoist robe, opened the door and went out.

in the restaurant.

"Don't be happy for now, this money is nothing, if the uncle has something to ask you, if you answer well, the uncle will reward you!" the man said.

"Please tell me." Liu Ping said.

"Shop waiter, you can work as waiter in the largest restaurant in this town, you must have met many heroes and know a lot of arty things." The man said.

Liu Ping couldn't help nodding his head as the words sounded pleasing to the ear.

In fact, as a shop boy like him, it is true that he has met many local ruffians and knows many vulgar things.

——Why do you support me?
"Xiaoer, tell me, if we people enter the brothel, how can we look like veterans of Huacong, so as not to be looked down upon?" The man asked in a low voice.

At the wine table, several other monks drank and ate food. They looked indifferent, but their ears were all pricked up.

Liu Ping was taken aback when he heard this.

what.

It turned out to be a group of chicks.

That's right, they were a group of teenagers.

——It’s the first time I come out to play, I’m nervous, apprehensive and shy, right?

anyway.

You are really good enough, you are dead, and you still want to visit brothels.

Worthy of being a cultivator.

"Hahaha, sir, you are asking the right person. This matter is easy to handle, but it needs money." Liu Ping laughed.

"Don't worry about money, let's talk about it." The man said.

Liu Pingdao: "You guys order a few more dishes and fill up two jugs of wine. I'll go to the brothel and invite a few girls to come over and sing for fun. You chat while you drink. After the girls get to know you well, the rest is up to you." Not easy?"

"What about the rest?" the man asked blankly.

"The girl will take you there. When you enter the brothel, don't pay attention to anyone. The girl will take you directly to her room." Liu Ping said.

"Wonderful!" The man said happily.

Several other people also showed their original expressions.

The man flipped his hands and placed a bag of silver ingots on the table.

"You take the money, go and return quickly," the man said.

"it is good."

Liu Ping took the silver bag and said with a smile.

He walked all the way out of the restaurant and met the bartender head-on.

The bartender looked at him with a puzzled look on his face.

——Obviously he is the waiter in the shop, why did he become a tortoise?

Liu Ping gave him a disdainful look.

——I can't even tell that the other party is a practitioner. If I don't save the situation, I don't know what will happen.

He crossed the street and walked into the brothel opposite.

(End of this chapter)