purgatory artist

Chapter 461 Nightmare Is My Hometown

"We must report your matter." A martial artist said.

"Go." Liu Ping said.

All the martial artists turned around and left.

One of them couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Do you really think you can deal with the whole world by yourself?"

"I don't dare to be arrogant, but please cherish your own life." Liu Ping said.

The man was still about to say something, when he suddenly passed through the gate of the martial arts hall and saw thousands of heads piled up into a hill in the courtyard inside, he forgot what to say for a moment.

He turned his head and walked away silently with the other martial artists.

Liu Ping stood behind the door of the martial arts hall, and suddenly felt someone behind him holding his hand.

Chu Yunshang said softly:

"Li Chaoguang is the leader of the Martial League. He lost so much face yesterday, so he will definitely not let it go."

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover." Liu Ping said.

He looked into the void again.

I saw a line of small characters flashing continuously, as if reminding him to pay attention:
"There are still three days before the next outbreak of the tide of nightmares!"

Liu Ping fell into deep thought.

I have searched the souls of thousands of warriors myself, and I already know that nightmares will erupt in this world every once in a while.

——Usually this kind of matter is dealt with by the Wumeng.

But from the martial artists of the Glory family, I got some memories.

Nightmare tides are little more than some minor ripples, not really catastrophic.

It is used by the Glory family to eradicate dissidents and stabilize the ruling situation.

But now, his sequence has issued a reminder.

Could it be true this time?

Liu Ping glanced at the small print again.

Yes.

If there is no tide of nightmares, and the warriors can only use the power of the spirit superficially——

In such a world, why should I come here?

The past self has left a blank history here, it must be because there is some kind of significant event hidden in this history.

such as--

The wave of nightmares is coming!

"It should be fine right now, let's go back and continue fighting." Liu Ping said.

"Okay." Chu Yunshang said.

The two closed the door, returned to the martial arts hall, and started to compete again.

After trying dozens of tricks, Chu Yunshang suddenly said, "I'm going to use my spiritual power."

"Come." Liu Ping said.

Red lights suddenly appeared from behind Chu Yunshang, turned into a rain of fists, and kept hitting Liu Ping.

Liu Ping stood still, knocking back all the fist shadows with his hands like afterimages, and then pushed Chu Yunshang away with a light push with both fists.

Chu Yunshang turned around in the air and landed safely tens of meters away.

"It's amazing, I can take it all."

she sighed.

"Yunshang, is your spiritual skill inherited from your family?" Liu Ping asked.

"No, I figured it out myself." Chu Yunshang said.

"Didn't your family inherit the martial arts heritage of the Blood Heart School?" Liu Ping asked strangely.

Chu Yunshang smiled embarrassedly: "My father passed away a long time ago, I didn't learn anything, only Ling grew up with me."

"Didn't your family pass down any martial arts classics?" Liu Ping asked.

"There is but there is..."

Chu Yunshang walked aside, took out a book from the cabinet, and handed it to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping took a look and saw a line written on the cover of the book:

"The True Story of Blood Heart School Martial Arts."

Liu Ping suddenly looked serious, took the book with both hands, and asked seriously: "This is the martial arts passed down in your family, do you really allow me to read it?"

"Look." Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping put the secret book on the table, went to wash his hands, burned incense again, and then sat down at the table again.

He opened the secret book and saw that it read:

"daughter:"

"The name of the Blood Heart School is not bad. I have thought about it for a long time for my father."

"My father is a farmer, and getting the spirit is an extremely accidental thing. Because of this chance, my father was bitten by a dog."

"Because I haven't learned martial arts, after I get the spirit, I have to figure it out by myself."

"I've heard people say that when practicing martial arts, you have to find a big tree and fight against it more, and gradually you will know how to punch."

"Daughter, try more."

"The lintel of Guangyao depends on you."

"—the sick father."

Liu Ping was extremely speechless, closed the book and said, "It's gone?"

Chu Yunshang nodded and said: "The basic exercise of Blood Heart Flow that I showed you earlier is the martial arts knowledge I have summed up over the years."

"It was shot against a tree?"

"Yes."

Liu Ping couldn't help but sighed and said, "I've thought about it for a long time, with your talent, how could you be besieged to this extent? It turns out that there is no enlightened master."

"Except for those big families, in fact, many martial artists were discovered by themselves." Chu Yunshang said.

"The big family doesn't teach martial arts?"

"Profess, but if you learn from them, you must be loyal to them."

"Knowledge monopoly..."

"what?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect your situation to be like this." Liu Ping said.

"You are right, my knowledge is too little, so I have only figured out two magic skills so far." Chu Yunshang sighed.

Liu Ping couldn't help but fell into deep thought again.

From the memories of many martial artists, I confirmed what Chu Yunshang said.

Chu Yunshang is Zhao Chanyi——

She was born in a farming family, but she can create her own set of spiritual skills.

With such an amazing talent, he can only struggle silently in a situation where there is no inheritance of knowledge.

There are more warriors like her in the world.

This world... obviously has an excellent opportunity to study the nightmare and try its best to find a solution, but too much time is wasted.

Because those at the top only want to maintain their rule.

"Hi, Liu Ping." Chu Yunshang said.

"what?"

"Jiuyou...what the hell is it?"

"In our practice world, the Supreme Being is the righteous law that governs everything. As for the Nine Nethers—it is another road that I have walked out, and it is specially for those sentient beings who have nowhere to go—"

Liu Ping's voice suddenly stopped.

Yes.

Why don't I create a set of martial arts, which must surpass the knowledge barriers of all big families, so that everyone can have the opportunity to improve.

But it's hard...

Liu Ping paced slowly in the martial arts hall.

Although I have absorbed the memories of thousands of martial arts masters and obtained their true spiritual skills, it is not so easy to create a martial arts scripture that everyone can learn.

suddenly.

A line of small burning characters appeared in front of his eyes:

"Your seized original serial linker has been completely deconstructed."

Liu Ping was startled, remembering that when he fought against the man with the back hair, he seized a button from him.

At that time, Sequence asked the button to go, saying that it could get some information.

——Could it be that the sequence has gained something now?
"What have we gained?" Liu Ping asked.

Another two lines of burning small characters quickly jumped out:
"This sequence has been able to link with the original sequence, monitor the use of the sequence, and has remained hidden."

"Do you want to link to this original sequence?"

"Link!" Liu Ping said.

The voice fell.

A light screen suddenly appeared next to the Heroic Spirit's operation interface.

I saw another scene on the light screen——

Li Chaoguang suddenly appeared in the screen.

The leader of the martial arts alliance stood on a high platform, quickly operating the light screen with both hands, and said in his mouth:
"This wave of nightmares seems to be earlier than before, and it looks very menacing."

Behind him stood a row of respectable old men.

Relying on the memory of thousands of martial artists, Liu Ping quickly recognized that these people were all famous masters in the world, and they were big figures who held various powers.

Someone asked: "Has there been a wave of nightmares of this magnitude before?"

"No." Li Chaoguang shook his head.

"In other words, we don't know what will happen." An old man said.

"Through the sequence we built with countless spirits, we can already see that something seems to be approaching our world rapidly in the tide of nightmares." Li Chaoguang said.

Everyone was silent.

Someone whispered: "Is there really something in the depths of the nightmare?"

"It doesn't look wrong now, look!" Li Chaoguang said.

A small red dot appeared on the light screen in front of him.

The red dot moved quickly.

A cold metallic voice sounded:
"warn!"

"There are 47 seconds left, and the existence will descend on the Realm of Ten Thousand Realms."

Li Chaoguang immediately said: "Is there anything we can do?"

The metal voice said: "The only thing you can do is to choose the place where the existence will descend, so as to avoid large-scale casualties."

Li Chaoguang said without hesitation: "Immediately choose the place of arrival, the location: Dongcheng, Xuexinliu Martial Arts Hall."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the crowd behind him and said, "Who has an opinion?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Someone said: "I heard that that kid created what kind of Jiuyou, it's time to teach him a lesson, otherwise everyone will think that they can leave the Wumeng to deal with the nightmare, and it will shake our foundation."

Another person said: "That's right, let that existence come to the martial arts school of the Blood Heart school, no matter what it is."

"When all the dust settles, we will go forward to see what happened."

"That's settled then."

Li Chaoguang tapped on the light screen.

The indifferent metallic voice sounded again:

"The coordinates have been selected, the countdown is five seconds, and it is about to come."

"five,"

"Four,"

"three,"

"..."

Liu Ping's eyes flashed, and he said to Chu Yunshang: "Stay here and don't move, I'm going out to meet a friend."

"You have a friend here?" Chu Yunshang asked in surprise.

"Yes, it might be a little shy and doesn't like meeting strangers." Liu Ping said.

"Okay." Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping pushed the door and went out, standing still in the courtyard.

There was a sudden hum in the sky.

all of a sudden.

A monster covered with vertical pupils fell from the sky and landed in the courtyard of the martial arts hall.

Its shape is somewhat similar to that of a human being, and it exudes an indescribable twisting force.

Almost instantly, it saw Liu Ping.

"Ah, a mortal, I haven't seen fresh flesh and soul for a long time."

The monster said loudly.

Liu Ping put his fingers several inches away from his lips, and made a silent movement.

"We'd better not make too much noise-by the way, you are not allowed to use weird power."

he whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, lines of burning small characters suddenly appeared in the void:

"You have launched a weird-level acting skill: 'Super Popular Actor'."

"The other party is just a tiny clone of an existence, and doesn't have enough 'emergence' power to resist your scolding."

"The seal was successful!"

"The opponent will not be able to use the strange power!"

All fine print is gone in a flash.

The monster just opened its arms, as if it wanted to do something, but as soon as Liu Ping finished speaking, its body froze.

Liu Ping didn't move.

The monster dared not move.

what's going on!
How did you seal my power all of a sudden!

——When did humans become so fierce?
It kept its arms outstretched, and looked at Liu Ping in amazement with vertical pupils all over its body.

"...What are you looking at?" Liu Ping asked flatly.

"……"monster.

"I'll ask you one last time, what do you want to do?" Liu Ping drew out the Baina knife.

"I—I'm fine, my lord." The monster whispered.

"Then what are you trying to do with your arms open all the time? To attack me?" Liu asked.

The monster looked down at his raised arms, only to feel that death was getting closer and closer to him.

It suddenly felt blessed, and said loudly:
"Ah, honorable lord, I have come from far away to offer my beautiful singing voice."

"Listen to the song next—"

"Nightmare is my hometown."

(End of this chapter)