purgatory artist

Chapter 234 Everything Interrupted

Liu Ping floated in the darkness, looking towards the Divine Pillar of Eternal Night.

I saw a majestic and magnificent statue on the eternal night pillar.

It has four faces, facing four directions of darkness.

——But the gray mist kept churning in the darkness, making it difficult for people to see the statue's appearance and body clearly.

Lines of burning small characters quickly surfaced:
"You concluded a mysterious power contract with this ancient existence, and obtained the aura from it: 40-meter summoning."

"You've reached level 10."

"Now, you have to communicate with it and express your wishes."

"—this is your chance to choose the direction of development."

Liu Ping felt it carefully.

suddenly.

An unparalleled consciousness appeared in his mind.

This consciousness did not make any sound, nor did it have any words, but the moment it appeared, Liu Ping knew naturally that the other party was telling him something.

"Holy and prison, although they look a bit weird, they are two different paths..."

"You can't have both..."

Everything goes away.

A forking road appeared in the darkness.

On the road on the left, there are countless statues lined up with majestic faces, solemn expressions, and holy light emerging from their bodies.

The road on the right is full of cages and iron locks. Countless strong men are trapped in the cages, groaning in pain.

"Holy, or jailed...you need to make a choice."

Liu Ping glanced at it, shook his head and said, "This is their way, not mine. In the future, I will find a way to combine them to form a brand new way."

In the middle of the forked road, another road appeared.

Fog completely shrouded the road, making it impossible to see everything on the road.

"Paths can be made, but what is your will?"

"Light, or darkness."

"You need to make a choice."

Liu Ping couldn't help but said, "There are also such differences in roads?"

That vast consciousness did not answer.

But on that brand new road, a round of blazing holy lights emerged, like the sun.

Under the road, the black mist churned endlessly, and countless screams and wailing sounded from it, making people feel creepy.

Obviously, this is what has been answered.

Then.

Light
or dark?

Liu Ping couldn't help sighing, opened his mouth to speak, but swallowed the words back.

……

then.

In a bustling city.

An old man and a young man were squatting on the flower bed by the side of the road, each holding a large bowl of noodles, and they were eating happily.

"Disciple, you have completed your practice, there is only one thing." The old man said.

"What?" the boy asked.

"Are you going to follow the righteous way or the evil ways?" the old man asked.

"This is an old-fashioned question. Master, you have been in the world of cultivation all your life. Can you come up with something new?" the young man said impatiently.

The old man took a sip of the noodle soup, wiped his blushing sweat and said, "Stinky boy, this is a fundamental problem for any monk, how can there be any change?"

The young man didn't answer, but asked instead: "We made a calculation before, the big family in this city surnamed Qian has been doing good deeds all his life, but today he died, master, have you figured out what's going on?"

"Of course, don't underestimate the old man," said the old man, "Qian Dashan accidentally obtained a book of magic skills and practiced on the Tao. Today, the schools of the righteous way will send people to kill him to prevent him from becoming a demon body. .”

"That's it?" the boy said disdainfully.

"What else?" asked the old man.

"That exercise was quietly placed in Qianfu's study by a disciple of several decent schools nearby."

The boy finished the last bite of noodles, and continued: "I didn't calculate until the fifth hexagram. Look at how secretive they are."

"Then—have you figured out what to do?" the old man asked.

"I've seen some magic skills, I'll borrow them later and have a look, and help him deduce a way to lead to seclusion!"

After the boy finished speaking, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and laughed loudly:

"What Taishang and Jiuyou, what righteous way and evil spirits are all just a cover for this world—"

"Whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary person, no one can escape the law of the jungle."

"You're weak, you're defenseless, and you have something good about you, that's someone else's prey."

"I'm going to slaughter these decent families in a while!"

The boy waved his sleeves, turned around and strode away.

The old man hastily put down the bowls and chopsticks, rushed forward and tugged at his clothes, saying:
"Slow! Tumen is too much, pass!"

"Old man, are you teaching me how to do things?" the boy said disdainfully.

"There must be some innocent ones," said the old man.

"The mass burial mound behind the mountain, for 200 years, tens of thousands of innocent souls withered bones, not innocent, not innocent, hahahaha."

The young man laughed wildly, soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man stood silently on the spot, sighed, walked back to the flower bed, and said loudly: "Boss, let's have another bowl, add more spicy peppers, and add an egg!"

"This fairy...can you write a name for our shop?"

"You are free, I will ask."

"Speak well, please."

……

Liu Ping shook his head, suppressed the memories, and said after deliberation:

"I don't think it's ok to walk both ways at the same time... I also think that darkness and light can coexist."

"Why is that so?" asked the huge consciousness.

"Because no one said no, has anyone said that?" Liu Ping asked.

The huge body of consciousness fell silent.

Liu Ping said: "Of course——if it really embarrasses you, then I will go another way. In short, I will not limit myself to death."

suddenly.

He sensed something.

——Countless bricks and stones were quickly piled up into steps at the forked intersection in front of him, forming an upward road.

"Is there really another way to go? I like this kind of unexpected surprise."

Liu Ping took a step forward and climbed up the steps step by step.

below him.

The forked road gradually dissipated.

—he was walking on a new path that was hidden and never explored.

The surrounding scene gradually disappeared.

the other side.

Machine City.

In front of a rectangular table.

The man in the black robe exhaled a puff of smoke ring, sat quietly on the seat, and said to others:

"That's how it happened. The Boxer I sent out was killed by the opponent."

A man laughed and said: "Fist Demon is dead? Interesting, he is one of the best players in your 'Evil Shadow' team, and he died like this. It seems that the people who challenged our three teams this time have two brushes."

"It's for a restricted area pass, right?" the half-skull mask asked.

"Yes." The man said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Evil ghost, I am very happy to see you 'Evil Shadow' deflated." The man wearing half a skull mask laughed.

"However, such things as restricted area passes are our common interests. It seems a bit inappropriate for you to patronize and be happy." The evil ghost said blankly.

The man wearing a half-skull mask stood up, and said with a smile: "What a big deal, and they called us here for a meeting—bring the Fist Demon's death card, and I'll settle the matter."

"Ming Qiang," the evil ghost said with a grin, "I always thought you were not qualified to be the head of the 'Enlightenment' team, but today, it seems that you are still vigorous and resolute in handling things."

He puts a card on the table.

On the card, there was a portrait of a gray and white figure, which was the dead Boxer.

The man wearing a half-skull mask picked up the card and sniffed it, closed his eyes and said, "Ah, I roughly know the location of the prey, someone will cover my breath, so that the Mechanic Master won't notice that I'm doing something bad. "

"Let me do it."

The evil ghost stood up, walked to the man slowly, held a gray card book and said:

"Soul cover."

The invisible wind blows quietly.

"Okay, watch me kill those troublesome boys."

The man known as Ming Qiang kicked open the window and looked out into the deep darkness.

He stared at the darkness silently, as if he was looking at something.

"In the depths of the snow mountain—they have already reached the snow field. Do they want to enter that frozen kingdom? It's ridiculous, there is no place to enter at all."

A sniper rifle stands on the windowsill.

The man drew out a card and installed it on the sniper rifle.

Bang!
A black scope appeared on the sniper rifle.

The man was holding the gun, squinting at the scope, and said softly, "I saw them. On the edge of the cliff, that boy was playing the flute for his partner."

"It's so romantic, go to hell."

Bah!
A line of fire pierced through the void like a frightened bird, and disappeared instantly.

"Desperate mandarin ducks, let's die together."

Bah!
Another shot!
Thousands of miles away.

Liu Ping closed his eyes, still maintaining the posture of playing the flute.

suddenly.

Lilith jumped out of his hair and screamed, "This direction—I smell death!"

In the blink of an eye, the two flying insects stopped flapping their wings.

They jumped down and landed on Liu Ping.

"not enough!"

Lilith shouted with all her strength: "Come out, big bug!"

boom--

A giant worm emerged, blocking the edge of the cliff beside Liu Ping.

—and then the bullet came.

In an instant, half of the giant bug disappeared.

The first flying insect raised its carapace—

Snapped!
Its whole body exploded.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the third flying insect also exploded.

A thick book with a black cover continued to block Liu Ping——

Boom!
A dull sound.

Liu Ping and his book were sent flying, and fell rapidly towards the cliff.

blocked!
Lilith breathed a sigh of relief.

She grabbed the card book with one hand, pulled Liu Ping's eyelids with the other hand, and said loudly: "Liu Ping! Liu Ping! Wake up!"

Liu Ping's eyelids moved.

A ray of light emerged from his feet.

This radiance quickly connected into a blazing rune aura——

The halo danced in the air for a week, and lightly landed on top of Liu Ping's head.

But he still didn't wake up.

Therefore, I did not see the urgent reminder line by line:
"You canceled the show."

"Attention, the prisoner has broken away from your 'show-stealer'."

"It's about to wake up."

"Repeat, it's about to wake up!!!"

at the same time.

on the cliff.

The look of listening on Hua Qingkong's face gradually disappeared.

She raised her head slowly and looked around.

"here is--"

Suddenly, a flash of lightning traveled through the sky, struck from an extremely distant place, and hit her directly on the head.

Snapped!
Hua Qingkong was beaten and slightly raised her head.

"Who, when I just woke up, tried to kill me in such an incompetent way?"

"It's... stupid..."

A streak of crimson light gushed out from around her, turning into a huge amount of blood mist and rushing into the sky.

Thousands of miles away.

Machine City.

in the conference room.

By the window, a man with a sniper rifle fired two bullets in a row.

"How is it, is it over?"

the evil spirit asked.

The members of the three major teams present all looked at the man.

The man was silent.

Careful people found that his hands had begun to shake.

On his scope—

Hua Qingkong met his gaze all of a sudden.

She smiled at him.

next moment.

She is gone.

(End of this chapter)