purgatory artist

Chapter 477 Death Calamity
The old man's voice echoed in the long wind on the river bank.

The whole world fell into dead silence.

The news—the news—

So shocking.

The cultivators who were patrolling the sky froze in mid-air and didn't dare to fly forward at all.

The other practitioners froze in place, holding their breath.

How dare you breathe? If the voice of exhaling is louder and is taken as a teasing voice by the sect leader, then I will not be able to survive.

The mountain wind blows.

Only those bears, foxes, wild dogs and so on showed expressions of interest.

A doe quietly rolled her eyes, looked back and forth between the two bucks, and then quickly retracted her innocent and pure gaze.

If this scene continues to freeze for eternity, then maybe everyone will feel better.

But after all time will continue to move forward.

Liu Ping couldn't help but glanced at his master, and saw a cautious smile in his eyes.

——Master is an old Jianghu, I don’t know how many years he has been in the world, and he knows all kinds of taboos that are kept secret in the sect, how could he say such a thing today?
Liu Ping's heart skipped a beat.

Just now he only counted the most superficial layer of the past, and now he continued to count down.

suddenly.

An astonishing murderous aura burst out from the head of Qian.

"A charlatan."

He opened the mouth and said: "To insult my reputation is to insult the reputation of Baishan Sect. Today, you—"

Liu Ping interrupted suddenly: "You are not Baishan Sect Qian Yuanhe!"

Sect Leader Qian's face changed, and he shouted violently: "All fellow sects, come to me and kill these two—"

The old Taoist interrupted him and shouted loudly: "You are Qian Yuanhe's younger brother. Your elder brother was imprisoned by you in an underground secret room three hundred miles southeast of Baishan Zong's gate. People can see it when they go there.”

Head Qian was furious, pulled out his sword and said, "Come on, come on, and kill these two evil charlatans!"

"Wait!" Liu Ping flew up with his fingers, and then said: "Your cultivation is only at the foundation building stage, and you used a magic weapon to conceal your breath, which makes people unable to detect your cultivation level. If you are not convinced, let everyone Let's see how good your cultivation is!"

Everyone was stunned.

Those monks who were about to make a move also turned their heads in surprise and looked at the head of the sect.

When the matter of the head wife broke out, they could still kill without hesitation, but at this moment the nature of the whole matter has changed.

This matter has changed from a gossip to a major event concerning the entire sect.

The old man took out a dry bong from his sleeve, put it in his mouth and took a sip, exhaled the smoke and said:
"Your magic weapon that conceals your breath is the sword you carry with you. Once you lose it, your cultivation will be exposed immediately."

The monks looked at him, and then at the blind boy beside him.

This kind of old and young people can't even talk about fighting against a sect.

They didn't dare to talk nonsense here, otherwise they would die in an instant.

So--

Are they serious?

A gray-haired monk came out, fisted all the elders, and then fisted Sect Master Qian.

He opened the mouth and said: "Everyone, today there are demonic rumors to confuse the people, you must guard against them, otherwise rumors will spread around the sect in the future, and everyone will be alienated."

All the monks nodded in unison.

A middle-aged monk said: "The words of the elder Taishang are justified. I wonder if the elder has anything else to say?"

"After all, among the six arts, the technique of hexagrams is the highest, and only one person out of millions of people can see the way of heaven," said the elder elder, "these two people are scheming at every level, and we don't know the truth of every word and hexagram. But I have an idea—”

He glanced at Sect Leader Qian and said with a gentle smile: "If we go to verify other things, we may hurt the prestige of the Sect Leader and cause the sect to be disturbed by rumors. Now there is a convenient way——"

"How?" Head Qian asked.

The elder Taishang bowed his hands and saluted: "Master, we only need to check whether your saber is a magic weapon to conceal the breath, and then we can know whether what these two people said is true or not."

"That's right, these two dare to say that the sword you carry is a magic weapon to conceal your breath. If they are wrong, then the other hexagrams they calculated are naturally not credible." Another elder said.

Everyone nodded.

Head Qian looked around, swallowed, his expression gradually became tense.

He looked very hesitant.

——He is the head of the sect, and he was run over by two strangers to spread rumors. If he doesn't speak now, it's really hard for others to directly force him.

opposite.

Liu Ping observed this scene silently, suddenly raised the fire stick in his hand, and ran towards the head of Qian in a flash.

The old man took a puff of dry cigarette and said nothing.

The surrounding monks also saw it.

however--

Everyone remained silent strangely, no one made a sound, and no one stopped them.

The spiritual fluctuations in this kid actually have a foundation building period.

Really call it a genius.

But that's not the point.

The point is-

Although the Baishan sect is a small sect, Qian Yuanhe can become the head of the sect, and his cultivation base is a real Yuanying late stage.

With such strength, facing this blind child, it only takes one move to kill him.

So there is no need for anyone to make a move.

Right now, the situation is deadlocked, and everyone has no good solution.

Since the blind child dared to stand up, let him be responsible for his own life and death.

Everyone didn't say anything, but their hearts were clear.

I saw the child rushing forward lightly, clumsily raising the long fire stick——

"Come here! Kill him!"

Head Qian shouted.

No one moved.

The fire stick has gathered enough momentum, and it is about to poke at it——

Suddenly a woman in the crowd yelled:
"Husband, I will help you!"

She rushed out suddenly, holding a long knife in each hand, and slashed at the blind child's back.

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Madam head, no!" The elder Taishang exclaimed in shock.

when--

A soft sound.

I saw a dry tobacco pole supporting the two knives.

At some point, the old Taoist had already stood beside the blind child, grinning and said, "Why bother, what trouble!"

The blind child seemed to have known what would happen long ago, and his expression remained unchanged. The fire stick in his hand stabbed towards the throat of the head of Qian.

——The moment of life and death!
Head Qian had no choice but to raise his saber to meet the deadly fire stick.

"I lied to you, let go!"

The blind child said lazily, and the moves in his hands changed.

The fire stick twisted into a black shadow immediately, rubbing across the saber like a dexterous snake.

An extremely ingenious force was transmitted along the long sword to the hands of the head of Qian.

He couldn't hold his sword for a moment.

"No!"

Master Qian blurted out.

The long sword flew out whirling, and stuck into a tree tens of meters away with a "chuo".

All were motionless.

Between the lightning and the flint, countless spiritual thoughts swept towards Sect Leader Qian.

Foundation period.

The truth came out.

Dead silence.

The river was surging and the wind was blowing constantly.

The Supreme Elder sighed, walked out, clasped his fists and said, "The monster is in power, but my sect doesn't know about it. Thank you to the two hexagram masters who have seen the fate of the time and stopped this catastrophe for my sect."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, I just hope we can turn hostility into friendship." The old Taoist said with a smile.

"Those disciples in the Eight Immortals Tower have blind eyes, are greedy for worldly fame and fortune, and contradict someone like Your Excellency, they deserve to die." The elder Taishang said.

"We did a lot of calculations just now to find out where your head is imprisoned—hurry up to rescue him, he was poisoned by someone he trusted the most, and he needs to be detoxified regularly." Liu Ping said.

The Supreme Elder gestured behind him.

Hundreds of practitioners soared into the sky and headed towards the direction calculated by the two masters and apprentices.

"Since that's the case, you and I owe each other nothing, so let's say goodbye." The old man clasped his hands.

The Supreme Elder's eyes flickered, and he said:

"The scandal of the sect is not enough for outsiders, please don't spread it widely."

The old Taoist laughed and said, "Of course we fortune tellers don't talk nonsense."

The blind boy at the side threw a jade stone casually.

The elder Taishang picked it up, and saw a line of small characters written on the jade:
"Thirty-four years later, Qiongtai in Xishan, the catastrophe came, and we met each other with this jade."

The Supreme Elder suddenly wondered: "What does this mean?"

Liu Ping yawned, tied the firestick on his back again, and said casually: "I just calculated the date of your crossing the tribulation, and you are only [-]% sure of passing the level. When the time comes, use this jade to find me at the designated place, and I will give you Let’s do the math again and see how we can pass through smoothly.”

"34 years? I originally planned to pass the catastrophe in 30 years, why did it become 34 years?" asked the Supreme Elder.

"You have a great-great-grandson in 30 years' time. You were happy for a while, and you were really unsure, so you postponed it for four years." Liu Ping said.

The Supreme Elder thought silently in his heart.

——It seems to be true!
In the dark, it seems that there is a big hand that is leading everything in the direction that the blind child said.

Unpredictable.

Ask the hexagrams and peep alone.

At this moment, an irrepressible feeling of admiration suddenly arose in his heart.

The expression on the face of the Supreme Elder kept changing, and finally put the precious jade into the storage bag, and said solemnly:
"At that time, I will trouble the two of you."

"You're welcome, we are not free, you can get a [-]% discount with jade." Liu Ping said with a smile.

The old Taoist put away the dry pipe, cupped his hands and said: "There will be a period later."

The Supreme Elder cupped his hands and said: "There will be a period later!"

He glanced behind him.

Immediately, several monks stepped forward and detained "Master Qian" and the wife of the head.

"Hmph! Take them away!"

The Supreme Elder gave an order, flew up to the sky, and left first.

The remaining practitioners escorted the pair of mandarin ducks, followed them into the sky, and left here.

Lao Dao and Liu Ping watched their departure together.

After a while.

Until there are no more breath fluctuations in the sky, and no streamer can be seen——

The master and apprentice suddenly collapsed on the ground at the same time.

Liu Ping counted with his fingers first, then let out a sigh of relief, and murmured: "Master, our death calamity is over."

The old Taoist cursed loudly: "Mom, that old man wanted to kill us just now, for fear that we would say a scandal about his sect, a bunch of ungrateful bastards!"

Liu Ping sneered: "After all, his own life is more important - he is still waiting for us to save him 34 years later."

The old Taoist was still cursing, spitting and cursing, and the surrounding beasts quietly moved away a little.

"Stop swearing and help me accumulate virtue, okay? By the way, what happened to your injuries?" Liu Ping asked.

"It's hard for me to recover a bit. I blocked that girl's full blow for you just now, and now my whole body's meridians are shaking!" The old Taoist looked at those beasts while talking.

Deer blood is good.

Bear paws are also available.

You need to get some supplements to eat!

He silently calculated, his eyes gradually brightened.

"Don't think about it, I'll catch two fish and grill them for you." Liu Ping stood up and said.

"Okay, hurry up, I'm hungry." The old man said angrily.

(End of this chapter)