purgatory artist

Chapter 45 Swords and Techniques
Liu Ping looked at these small characters, and the expression on his face gradually became vivid.

"So that's how it is... because I'm rich, so you gave me such a skill, right?"

In the void in front of his eyes, lines of burning small characters stayed there:

"Congratulations."

"You have obtained a new mysterious side technique—"

"Acting Department Ability: Beginner."

"Explanation: You can designate the enemy as a first-time performer. The designated enemy will be like the first time participating in the performance. It is extremely easy to enter the state of forgetting words or making failed actions. The above two options are up to you."

"Activating this skill requires a large amount of currency."

"-Money has nothing to do with art, but our art needs to burn money."

Liu Ping stood there and pondered.

This skill is quite useful. In many moments in the battle, it can sometimes be used to bully others.

Well, very well, it suits me.

He turned his head and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped at the same place, and said: "This metal ball was originally Tianwaitian's demon-subduing pestle, and it contained extremely powerful power to subdue demons and eliminate demons. If you don't use it, I will take it away. "

A line of small characters appeared:
"up to you."

Liu Ping nodded, and put the metal ball into the storage bag.

It was almost the end of the afternoon by this time, and it was getting dark.

——You have to hurry up, or you will be in trouble when the monster comes later!
Liu Pingfei rushed into the barracks, went straight to find a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge of guarding the camp, and pressed his hand on his storage bag.

I saw Liu Ping pressing the storage bag with one hand, and using the other hand to play the formula, changing continuously.

In just three or two breaths, the storage bag suddenly made a "pop" sound.

——The ban on the storage bag has been opened!
"Anyway, you have already lost yourself, why don't you contribute a little bit to me so that I can save you in the future."

Liu Ping was not polite, took all the materials and spirit stones, and turned to another Nascent Soul cultivator.

It still only took a few breaths, and the restriction on the opponent's storage bag was broken.

"Very good, I have some basic materials, and Wanxue Lengmu! It just happens to be used as a knife handle."

Liu Ping said with satisfaction.

Next, he specifically looked for practitioners with high cultivation levels, opened their storage bags, searched for spirit stones, and looked for materials.

It took about a quarter of an hour.

The spirit stone has been greatly supplemented, and the materials are almost barely enough.

Liu Ping rushed into the weapons shop, lit the furnace, threw various materials into it, and finally threw in the metal ball that was transformed from the Demon Subduing Pestle.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in the void:
"With your current strength, you can't give full play to your original refining method: forging the sword."

"Do you still want to forge a knife?"

Liu Ping said without hesitation: "This is the best opportunity, let's make a handle first!"

A majestic spiritual power emanated from Liu Ping's body.

He closed his eyes to feel the breath, and sighed: "All the spiritual power will be used up in one go."

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture.

boom--

The fire in the furnace rushed out and turned into a golden fire snake, flying around the weapons store for a week.

All kinds of weapons displayed on the wall and on the shelves flew up one after another, and were swallowed by the fire snake one by one.

The Fire Snake looked for weapons above the treasure level to devour, then flew to Liu Ping, and spit lumps of shiny metal liquid into the furnace.

After a few breaths, there were no more weapons in the entire weapon shop.

Not reconciled, the Fire Snake flew out of the armory and wandered back and forth in the barracks, sucking up the practitioners' weapons one by one into the air, and devouring them.

About half an hour.

The flame snake flew back and crashed into the furnace.

Liu Ping's hand formula changed, and he shouted: "Ascend to the Supreme, fall to the Jiuyou, this is an unpredictable technique, let me concentrate!"

stab-

Smoke rose from the furnace.

A blood-red sharp edge flew up from the furnace, gently suspended in mid-air.

But Liu Ping frowned, and murmured: "With that Demon Subduing Pestle, the Supreme Art is more powerful, and the Nine Netherness is obviously insufficient. This kind of weapon will be broken sooner or later. It would be great if I can add some materials of evil spirits and heretics... ..."

He suddenly remembered something and took out the monster's eyeballs.

"go with!"

The eyeballs fell into the furnace and were burned by the fire of the magic spell, and a sharp black light suddenly appeared.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Liu Ping waved the magic formula to attract the black light and blend it into the bloody edge.

He took a few steps back and held the formula with both hands.

I saw layers of crystal-clear frost emerging from the void, freezing the sharpness in it.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The frost melted into water and poured into the furnace, extinguishing the flames.

And that bloody sharpness gradually faded, and finally turned into a gray and dull long knife.

"There are too few materials, and my strength is not enough. This time I barely forged a basic handle..."

Liu Ping said to himself.

He took a few steps forward, stretched out his finger and flicked lightly on the spine of the knife.

Click!

The gray shell on the outside of the long knife was slightly cracked, revealing the color of snow inside.

He stretched out his hand, held the long knife and waved it lightly.

I saw that the long knife was as white as daylight, breaking through the outer gray shell, causing bursts of dust to fall to the ground.

This is a long knife with a width of three fingers. The blade is as straight as a line, but there is a high angle at the end of the blade.

Liu Ping didn't move his knife.

He seemed to be integrated with the knife, and the sharpness of the whole knife gradually emerged.

When he swung the long knife lightly, a cold snowy light and a dark shadow appeared in the direction of the blade at the same time, which seemed full of monsters.

In the void, a line of small burning characters floated and appeared:

"This is the first knife you forged after waking up. It is your exclusive weapon. Please name it."

"The blade is like snow, so it's called Xueying." Liu Ping said.

The burning small characters spread out quickly, showing the corresponding explanation:

"You forged the long knife: Snow Shadow."

"Because the blade is engraved with unique spirit patterns of Yinjue, you can use it to release formations and runes, and even various other secret techniques."

"A collection of all kinds of ingenuity, the top of the crowd, this knife cannot be distinguished by the traditional level of practice."

Liu Ping put the knife away and calculated the time.

It was nearly dusk.

I don't know if Karadu has detected anything. In short, we must rush back to Dark Mist Town before dark.

Liu Ping took out the green card.

- A return card from Karadu.

He threw the card high and read: "Return."

The card immediately turned into a green glow, covering him, leading him into the void and disappearing.

……

Western Wilderness Camp.

After half an hour.

Everything gradually returned to normal.

The practitioners began to get busy again.

At this time, a woman slowly walked out of the tent in Tianyin Pavilion, all the way to the edge of the camp.

The woman looked around, as if looking for something.

But nothing is gained.

She thought about it, and closed her eyes for a moment.

Just listen to her talking to herself:
"It's interesting, to be attacked by a cultivator's war array... Such a method would not be any adult..."

The woman snorted softly and ran in the direction of Fangshi.

A quarter of an hour later.

The tent of Tianyin Pavilion.

A gust of fragrant wind accompanied by the melodious sound of ding ding dong dong, that graceful figure walked in.

"Sister Lianxue, what are you looking at?" a woman asked.

"It's strange, why are so many people wearing bamboo hats?" the woman asked.

The woman laughed before and said, "I heard that someone sent it secretly, and it doesn't require money."

Lianxue was silent for a while.

I went to Fangshi to find information just now.

In Kefang City, many practitioners put on bamboo hats and hurriedly walked on the road.

This kind of bamboo hat is the masterpiece of the craftsman. It can avoid the detection of eyes and spiritual thoughts, cover the face and cultivation, cover the breath fluctuations caused by actions, and even the tone of speech can be changed. It is quite popular among practitioners.

Because refining is not easy, the price of bamboo hats is naturally high.

In the past, only those powerful and wealthy practitioners were able to buy it.

but now……

Many people wear it.

——As long as you don't take the initiative to reveal your identity, no one will know who is hiding under the bamboo hat.

Lianxue walked around, but couldn't find anyone to talk to.

No clue at all.

In addition, with this bamboo hat, many things between practitioners have been changed.

The plots that would have happened when they met each other had been completely destroyed.

— This is a serious matter.

"Forget it, just let the judge clean up everything."

She walked for a while, stopped in place, and said with a cold face.

(End of this chapter)