purgatory artist

Chapter 473 Despair and Hope

The sun slanted westward, and the autumn wind dyed the mountains and forests.

Long River Crescent.

Liu Ping stood by the river and looked into the distance, and said to himself: "If you have a show here with others, discussing the doctrine and drinking wine at the same time, it will have a special charm."

"You are going to die soon, why think so much."

The giant sneered in mid-air.

Its shape is so huge, but no one can see it.

Liu Ping sighed, "What a spoiled fellow."

Lines of burning small characters appeared in front of his eyes:
"You lost the technique of 'knowledge is as famous', in exchange for the hexagram technique you are good at."

"There is still a certain amount of time before the arrival of the historical recorder. If you can, please calculate the time, because this sequence cannot be used for hyperspace sensing, otherwise you will definitely be noticed by the Nightmare King opposite you."

Liu Ping glanced over, then stretched out his hand to flick the non-existent dust on his shoulders.

There is a particularity to this flick of the finger.

Only people who know the way know that a master of hexagrams like Liu Ping can figure out the heavenly stems and earthly branches with one flick of the finger, nine palaces and gossip with the second flick of the finger, and even your overnight meal with three flicks of the finger.

The six arts are the highest civilizational crystallization of the human world, and furthermore, the human world is the core world of the six reincarnations, because it produces all living things and nourishes all sentient beings.

The hexagram technique ranks first among the six arts.

In such a world system, hexagrams can occupy the highest position among all dharmas in the world, which shows that the sentient beings of the six realms recognize it.

Of course, fortune-telling also has many methods and specialties, and it is not possible to know everything by just pinching your fingers.

——Liu Ping is no exception.

So he smiled and said: "Brother, you sent me back, but you don't know what year and month it is."

The giant looked down at him and said in a joking tone: "Do you want to go to the future? No, the six reincarnations in the future are terrible. I won't let those people pay attention to what happened here."

"So we are in the past." Liu Ping said thoughtfully.

His fingers moved again.

The giant said: "Sad mortal, do you think I don't know? In the six worlds of reincarnation, if you die, you can go to reincarnation-but now I will seal your soul. When you die, your soul They will also perish together.”

"It's very reasonable, very reasonable." Liu Ping stroked his palm and smiled.

Rows of burning small characters kept popping up in front of his eyes. These small characters seemed to be crazy, and they kept brushing upwards, just to make room for new information:
"You launched a deduction."

"According to the prediction of the hexagram, you will die of frost and cold;"

"You said a word to the Nightmare Lord and started the deduction again."

"According to the prophecy of the hexagram, you will die in the fire and oil;"

"You moved your body and smiled at the Nightmare Lord, which made him very upset. At the same time, you started the deduction again."

"According to the predictions of the hexagrams, you will die from the body of thousands of blades;"

"You said the words that echoed it, and then launched the deduction."

"According to the predictions of the hexagram, you will die of severed heart veins and skinning."

"..."

Liu Ping stretched his waist, two knives were hung on his waist, and they jingled when the wind blew.

This nightmare master is really an old bastard.

Just in the matter of killing itself, it can come up with so many methods without repetition.

"By the way, aren't you curious about the secret I want to tell?" Liu Ping asked.

The giant hummed: "This is a deal. I allow you to die here, and you have to tell me the secret—if you don't tell me, I will torture you in every possible way."

Liu Ping said: "Listen well, the secret I want to tell is this:"

"It's a waste of time for you to focus on me, because the place where the soul originated is being destroyed by a monster climbing up from the Void God's Pillar, and it will absorb all the power there."

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back, and his fingers touched each other.

When there is hardness and softness, there is no blame for righteousness.

Good hexagram!
Liu Ping withdrew his hand, and silently deduced backwards in his heart.

The giant suddenly raised his head and looked towards the boundless void.

It seemed to be able to see something, and said in a tone full of killing intent: "It turned out to be true, what is that guy? He snatched those souls that belonged to me while I was having fun..."

After speaking, it seemed to move a bit, then stopped immediately, and looked towards Liu Ping.

——The matter here is not over yet.

"That's right, it's robbing those souls that belong to you." Liu Ping put his hands behind his back and moved gently.

I didn't lie to it.

The birthplace of the soul was indeed destroyed by the hands of the giant armor.

The old gods of Purgatory were also killed by it.

Therefore, the God Lord of Purgatory had to return to the divine pillar to rest and wait for the future.

This is what is happening in history!
The giant looked down and said, "Now it's time to send you on your way."

Liu Ping met its gaze and said with a smile, "I don't want to die yet, or rather, how do you think I should die?"

His fingers moved slightly.

——I will die from the strike of the sky thunder.

The giant said: "I want you to—"

Liu Ping interrupted him and said, "I am no longer a cultivator. After seeing countless civilizations, I think that one day, you will lose to humans."

Flick your fingers, bend your fingers, the sun has set, the night is rising, the clouds are like dogs, and the moon is shining.

Gua Cheng.

The giant laughed and said: "Sad mortal, you don't understand the gap between mortals and nightmares at all."

Liu Ping's slender fingers moved slowly.

This time, he will die from the rampage and alienation of his flesh and blood.

No.

It must be replaced.

"There is indeed a gap, but there is also hope. As long as we humans have hope, we will never give up. Sooner or later we will win." He said seriously.

hope...

The giant was silent for a while, and said, "I'm leaving, tell me now, when was the most desperate moment in your life?"

Liu Ping touched with both hands.

——New deduction results came out.

well.

This is it.

This is the only chance!
A gleam of light emerged from the giant's body, converging on Liu Ping's body.

Liu Ping was not able to resist this strange trick.

A light and shadow suddenly appeared on his body, condensing into a picture of the past——

a baby.

As a baby he was blind and born with one hand missing.

He was thrown into the water, helplessly waiting for death to come.

——This was the most desperate moment in Liu Ping's life!
The picture fades away.

The giant's tone was a bit more cheerful:
"I see. Is this the original you? Very well, I will let you experience that feeling again. It is called despair. I hope you will remember the taste of despair."

"At the end of your life, you understand that there will never be hope for humanity."

Thousands of tentacles sprouted from it, and the vertical pupils opened at the end of the tentacles, all looking at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping's hands behind his back suddenly loosened.

A line of small burning characters stayed in the void:
"You figured out the last hexagram."

"You haven't made any more changes, and next, you'll—"

Liu Ping didn't have time to finish it, and his whole body suddenly shrank continuously, and finally turned into a baby.

"Look, I brought you back to the moment that made you most desperate, but with some imperfections."

the giant hummed.

One of the baby's arms suddenly disappeared, and the eyes were covered with a layer of gray.

"A blind baby in one arm, drowned, this is your most desperate moment—"

"Now, I give you this death."

The voice fell.

thump!
Babies are thrown into the water.

Ripples appeared on the calm water surface, and the water waves spread out in all directions, gradually returning to calm.

The giant waited for a while floating in the sky.

Time goes by.

It saw the baby's eyes gradually close, without struggling.

suddenly.

The Giant felt a certain boredom.

As the king in the nightmare, he actually dealt with a human baby here.

Obviously there are very important things.

That huge armor that has climbed to the birthplace of the soul!
What exactly is it?
The giant raised his head, looked into the void and said, "It's over...it's time to go back to that divine pillar and see who dared to snatch those souls."

Take advantage of this time.

Andrea popped out of nowhere, sank to the bottom, and kissed the baby.

"Remember, remember why it killed you, remember everything it did here, you will understand later!"

She quickly sent a voice transmission.

The baby closed his eyes as if he knew nothing.

At this moment, the giant's voice sounded: "Holy Spirit... give up, none of you will have hope, I can guarantee this."

The giant reached out and grabbed Andrea who was hiding in the void.

It glanced at the baby at the bottom of the water again, and saw that the baby was suffering the last despair, and then—

The baby stopped breathing.

The giant nodded in satisfaction, and then it soared into the sky, piercing the sky of the world, and disappeared immediately.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

deep water.

The baby's eyes snapped open.

Although he couldn't see anything, blindness was very familiar to him.

He closed his mouth tightly, and his figure slowly rolled along the turbulent undercurrent, until at some point he broke away from the current and slowly landed on a relatively flat rock in the water.

Lines of burning small characters floated in the void:
"By constantly changing your behavior and language, you have given the other party countless thoughts to kill you."

"You know various outcomes through hexagrams, and choose one of them."

"Baby Drowning—"

"This is the only way to die that allows you to continue for a while. It is the most painful past for you, full of despair."

"You stopped any actions and determined this method of death."

"The deduction is over, and everything begins to come true."

"You are a baby."

"When you were suffering from suffocation, you activated the method of fetal suffocation."

"It's a natural way that babies learn naturally in the womb, so you can hold on for a while."

The baby closed his eyes, concentrating on the fetal breathing.

Andrea's voice echoed in his ears——

"You have to survive!"

"Survive and go to the future to see me, and only then can we gain that ray of hope to defeat it!"

"...live until the Chronicler arrives!"

The baby let go of his thoughts and continued to do fetal breathing.

He felt like he couldn't last much longer.

——Persevere!

For that ray of hope that never existed!

Time is passing, like the water that brushes over a baby.

His consciousness began to blur.

Last minute.

When the breath was completely cut off, suddenly lines of burning small characters popped up:
"someone is coming."

"He's spying on your past."

"Your past forms a picture, which is known by the other party and yourself."

A picture unfolds before the baby.

In the picture, a strange person stands.

--clown.

His face was painted pale, his eyes were deep black, he was wearing colorful costumes, and he stepped on a pair of pointed boots.

During the battle, he said to several opponents under the wall:
"It's really funny to say that when I was born, I was a one-armed blind man. I was thrown into the river by my family to feed the fish. I was obviously about to drown, but was picked up by a meddlesome old man, and then taught me all the skills—— —”

"This is the fate of today, to be able to meet you here."

The screen closes again.

Then a voice sounded:
"It's this moment, there's nothing wrong with it, it's finally here."

next moment.

For some reason, the baby always felt that something had happened.

The feeling of death gradually faded away, no longer tightening his throat like a shadow.

suddenly.

The baby felt itself held in both arms, and was picked up from the water in a jiffy.

He couldn't help opening his nose and mouth, breathing rapidly.

An old voice sounded in my ear:

"This child is so pitiful, he was thrown into the river. I don't know which family's adults are so cruel!"

"Let me see, blind in both eyes, one arm, lack of meridians—"

"Trouble, no one will support this."

"All living beings are suffering, there is no time to come out, there is no time to go out, once I save you, you will suffer all the suffering in the world."

A pair of eyes fell on the baby.

The baby only cares about breathing heavily, replenishing the oxygen that was missing before.

He couldn't see the other party, but he knew exactly what time this scene was and what was happening.

The voice sighed and said:
"The world is suffering so much, you still want to stay, no matter what, the old Taoist will save you today."

Under the blue moonlight, the old man held the baby in his arms and strode towards the distant village.

(End of this chapter)