purgatory artist

Chapter 476
An hour later.

There are no more idlers in the Eight Immortals Building.

Layers of practitioners floated in the air, enclosing the entire building. From time to time, practitioners received orders to search for information in various parts of the city.

In the building, several grand master chairs have already been set up, on which are sitting the masters of the sect.

Sitting in the middle are three middle-aged men in Taoist robes.

Their expressions were serious, and there was a vague killing intent on their faces.

"You said—that child slapped you a few times, and you'll be fine?"

The Taoist in the middle spoke.

The fortune-teller knelt on the ground and tremblingly said:

"Yes, Immortal Master, I am absolutely not lying, he really took a few shots, I was fine, and then—"

She peeked at the ground beside her.

Several corpses lay there.

Seemingly noticing her gaze, another Taoist asked:
"You said they charged you thirty Wen?"

"Yes."

"Where are these disciples under my sect?"

"20 taels of gold."

"20 taels of gold? It's worth asking them to heal your illness once, but how did the dispute end?"

Recalling that scene, the woman trembled all over.

"At the time, it was—really—"

Her face was pale, and she kept mumbling in her mouth, almost unable to speak.

—It was too scary.

When it was time, the child pulled out a fire stick from his waist.

When several monks saw it, they sneered and said, "With this thing, you want to fight us?"

"It's enough to think highly of you." The child laughed.

Then the child drew a fire stick in the air.

His shots were unremarkable, and even because his stature was much shorter than that of the fire stick, he looked somewhat clumsy when he swung the stick.

However, with just this random swipe, the monks didn't even hide——

The woman never figured out why those monks didn't hide.

Can't escape?

Or do you think there is no need to hide at all?
do not know.

But they all had their throats cut off by the fire stick, and their necks twisted and fell to the ground.

"Murder!"

Someone yelled.

The whole restaurant was in chaos, and everyone ran away crying and shouting, and the building was empty after a while.

I also ran back with the maids and nurses, and finally went home to hide.

Unexpectedly, within an hour, an immortal master came to ask about the situation.

Right now, I am kneeling here, and I don't know what will happen to me.

Thinking of this, and remembering the smile on the corner of the blind child's mouth when he killed the man, the woman trembled all over, her upper and lower teeth were fighting, and she couldn't utter a word in a daze.

The three monks looked at each other.

"I come."

A monk took two steps forward and put his hand on the woman's forehead.

Soul search!

One breath,
two breaths,

The monk sighed and said: "A few qi refining disciples actually provoked such a monster, they really don't know how to die."

A companion asked: "Who is it?"

"I don't know, I just know the kid's move - the old man can't hide from it."

"What did you say!"

The two companions said in horror.

……

Wilderness.

Two figures are running fast.

"Master, where are we going?" the child asked.

"Go back to the temple to pack up and run away." The old man said.

"Master, are you happy that the disciple used the method you taught to defeat the enemy today?" the child asked.

"Hmph! You gave them enough face, but they still came to kill us. The current practice world is really not as good as ours, alas." The old man said angrily.

"Your age?"

"Yeah, our time was much more peaceful."

"Won't you fight like this?"

"No, we usually wait for everyone to fight before fighting. Unlike this group of newcomers, only a few people dare to come up and kill, but you are killed instead—stupid!"

"Which side are you on, Master? By the way, Master, you are actually angry because you didn't eat enough?"

"That's right, I'll just say it straight! After all the dishes are served, I haven't even eaten a bite of that sweet and sour fish. You kill people with your hands. Is it a good thing to kill people? Don't you want to say a few more words? Wait for the old man Do I start after I'm full?"

"What master said is right, when will master teach me a few more tricks?"

"You have already comprehended to the pinnacle of that move, it's time to teach you something new, let's talk about it later when you settle down."

They suddenly stopped.

In front of them was the ruined temple where the two lived.

Tigers, wolves, bears, foxes, wild dogs, deer, birds and other animals lined up and waited quietly in front of the temple.

"You're young, so make friends." The old Taoist shook his head, and went straight into the temple to pack his things.

"What's the matter with you?" Liu Ping asked.

A deer slowly stepped forward and said, "We want to follow you and listen to teachings from time to time."

Liu Ping said with a smile: "I don't care about food here, the rest is up to you, come if you want."

All the beasts cheered suddenly.

The old Taoist waved his sleeves in the temple, packed up his things, and came out to see this scene.

He glanced at Liu Ping, and his face was wrinkled with a smile.

"Little ghost is clever. With so many birds and beasts walking together, he won't starve to death at any time. He can also kill and eat fresh food." He said via voice transmission.

Liu Ping said helplessly: "These are for cultivating Taoism, so you can't eat them."

"You really expect to bring a group of monsters together to be your team?" the old man asked in surprise.

"No, we can't always do some things ourselves in the future - we have to practice, how can we have so much time, they can help." Liu Ping said.

"Let them light a fire and cook later."

"Yes, Master."

The two of them moved and shuttled through the forest.

Those wild beasts actually followed up, and headed for a more remote place all the way.

"Master, I have something to ask."

Liu Ping asked while flying forward.

"What's the matter?" the old man asked.

"Have you ever heard that the world actually has spirits?" Liu Ping asked.

——I have never seen the magnificence and strangeness of the Ten Thousand Worlds before, let alone the existence of strangeness, so I have never asked such a topic.

Master is well versed in the knowledge of heaven and earth, and maybe he also knows something about this.

"Hahaha, of course the world has spirits." The old Taoist said with a smile.

Liu Ping cheered up, and quickly said: "Really? Can we see it?"

"See him... I'm afraid you won't be able to see him for a very long time." The old Taoist said with deep meaning.

"Is he not in this world?" Liu Ping asked.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation—there are six consecutive worlds. It is not an easy task for the spirit of such a world to grow up." The old Taoist said.

Liu Ping was shocked.

Yes.

Why didn't I think of it.

Sequence once said that the power of the spirit is a high-level power comparable to that of nightmares.

But what I saw in the Realm of Myriad Worlds was that the spirit had never been able to compete with the nightmare monster.

——Although spirits can expand the world, they also have various spiritual skills!

Is it because the strength of those spirits is not enough?
Liu Ping's thoughts flashed, and he asked, "Can we call the spirits of the six realms of reincarnation?"

"I'm afraid not, because our human world is also incomplete - this world is only a small part of the real human world." The old Taoist replied earnestly.

Liu Ping nodded slightly.

Yes.

In this parallel world, the six paths of reincarnation are incomplete.

"No way at all?" he asked.

"According to the lost ancient books, there is actually a way..."

"any solution?"

"Goodness!"

"Goodness?"

"Yes, doing everything that is conducive to the growth of the Six Paths of Samsara is merit. After enough merit, the Six Paths of Samsara will naturally give back."

"Will it still know what I want?"

"Nonsense, the so-called God's will in the dark, if you have enough merit, your fate will usher in a turning point, let alone some small wishes."

"Good deeds...then you can only do good deeds, not killing people."

"You little devil, don't think about killing people every day, merits can only be accumulated by saving sentient beings and doing good deeds."

"Don't kill...don't kill...tsk."

The two were talking, the dense forest came to an end, and a river came into view.

A figure stood in front of the river, blocking the way.

"Baishan sect, head, Qian Yuanhe."

The man signed up.

"So it's Daoist Qian," the old Taoist smiled and cupped his hands, "Your Majesty is here, what advice do you have?"

"I heard that you killed my disciples in the Eight Immortals Building." Qian Yuanhe said coldly.

The voice fell.

Practitioners gradually appeared in the surrounding woods one after another.

The old man and Liu Ping looked at each other.

"Didn't you count?" The two asked each other in unison.

"A serious matter like running away has already threatened Master's life. I thought Master would forget about it. Who knew that Master would be lazy even in such a matter." Liu Ping accused.

"You have the face to say that you are a teacher? You had to calculate before killing people just now, how can you escape without calculation?" the old man said angrily.

"Where have I ever been afraid of being chased and killed in my life? Let him do this kind of thing, and still need to count?" The five-year-old child said proudly, patting his chest.

"Enough!" shouted the head of Qian, "Have you figured out how to die?"

The two stopped.

The old Taoist grimaced and said: "The so-called enemies should be solved rather than tied, Master Qian, I have a lot of cultivation skills here, how about compensating you for a few copies, let's just let it go?"

"Cultivation compensation... is what it should be. If you really have good skills, it's okay to shake hands and make peace, but I have another request." Qian Yuanhe said.

"But it's okay to say, I can understand your feelings, as long as I can do it, I will be satisfied." The old Taoist said with a smile.

"Hand over the blind boy behind you. He killed my sect's disciple, and he just used it to pay for his life." Qian Yuanhe said.

The old Taoist's complexion gradually changed, and a vague power rose from his body.

His sleeve was suddenly tugged.

"Ok?"

"Master, I want merit, don't kill people."

"You boy—then what do you say?"

"Master has his own way, doesn't he?"

The power of the old Taoist fell back again, and he coughed lightly and said: "To be honest, our lineage is average in practice, but the hexagrams dare to be the best in the world, why don't I count the three hexagrams for your Baishan sect. The grievances between you and me are wiped out, how about it?"

"Number one in the world in hexagram skills? What a big tone." The head of Qian said with a sneer.

"If there are false words, you will definitely be struck to death by lightning in the next catastrophe." The old Taoist said with his hands clasped.

All the monks on the opposite side were in a commotion.

Dare to speak with Lei Jie, it seems that he does have some abilities.

Is hexagram technique number one in the world...

If there is such a means, it is enough to help the sect calculate many things, thus avoiding various disasters.

In contrast, the lives of a few registered disciples are not that important.

Head Qian pondered and said, "How do I know whether your hexagram technique is true or not?"

"It's very simple. This old man will try to calculate a divination for you, and you will naturally know the truth." The old Taoist said.

"Then you do the math, count me—you already know my name, I am 350 years old, and I have been practicing Taoism for 330 years." Head Qian said.

The old man counted silently.

Liu Ping was at the side, silently heaving a sigh of relief.

——It seems that they can't fight anymore, and they are fortune-telling for the other side, so they should help them.

There is nothing to say about Master's hexagram technique, it must be accurate.

So it's a foregone conclusion here.

Suddenly, Liu Ping noticed that Master's body was trembling slightly.

Ok?
what's the situation?
He looked towards his master, only to see that his face was strange, as if something was stuck in his throat.

strange!
Liu Ping silently pinched his fingers and made up his mind.

The old Taoist suddenly said: "Master Qian, I have already settled your business."

"How? Tell me what you want, I'll see if what you say is accurate." Sect Leader Qian said.

"you--"

"Master shut up!" Liu Ping shouted suddenly.

But it's too late.

The old Taoist said excitedly: "Your wife has been stealing people for 300 years, can I calculate this matter correctly?"

(End of this chapter)