purgatory artist

Chapter 478 The So-called Saint

It was dark.

The sky is full of stars.

Under the moonlight, the villages in the distance are shining with fire.

Liu Ping and Lao Dao sat in the field beside the field ridge, lit a bonfire, and roasted a few fish until golden.

The old man ate a mouthful of fish and drank a sip of wine, looking quite happy.

Liu Ping is only five years old now. Although he is already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but now he wants to cultivate merits and virtues, it is not proper for him to drink alcohol at the age of five, so he can only drink the mountain spring water in the gourd silently.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"How do you say I need to accumulate merit quickly enough?"

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Of course, saving people is the fastest, but we don't know where people will die, so—take your time."

Liu Ping thought for a while and said, "If someone intentionally creates a catastrophe, and then he goes to save those affected, is there any merit?"

"Humph!" the old Taoist sneered, "The reincarnation of heaven, everything is obvious, you can't hide it from the sky, you must have real merit—do you think this kind of behavior of scoring points can hide it from the sky?"

"Master even knows such words as scoring points?" Liu Ping asked unexpectedly.

"Of course, there are civilizations everywhere in the heavens and worlds. Your master and I have dabbled in various human civilizations, so naturally we know more than you."

Said proudly.

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

Back in the day——

Because I resisted ascension, I never listened to Master's talk about the outer world, so I didn't know how much Master knew.

Now it seems that before the whole world fell into a dark drama, Master was able to detect it early and make arrangements for himself in time, and then he escaped successfully by himself——

Master still has a way of doing this.

"Then the only way is to accumulate merit honestly."

Liu Ping sighed, casually took out a few copper coins and scattered them on the ground.

The old Taoist glanced at the copper coins, and said calmly: "There are people looking for death thirty-eight thousand miles away, can you save them?"

Liu Ping also stared at the copper coin and said, "He's about to die in one breath—look, he's already dead, and I can't save him in time."

The old man put down the grilled fish, grabbed the copper coin and sprinkled it again.

The copper coins clanged and fell to the ground, reappearing with different faces facing up.

"Eighty-nine thousand miles away, there is a life-and-death duel, do you want to rescue them?"

"It's too late, the day lily is cold after flying over."

"Look, so it's not so easy to accumulate merit by saving people."

"Ugh……"

Liu Ping was a little distressed.

How can I accumulate enough merit?

Without merit, one cannot summon the spirits of the six realms, and one cannot create a set of martial arts that can defeat nightmares.

suddenly.

There was a sound of footsteps not far away.

The two masters and apprentices followed the prestige.

I saw a dozen strong men holding weapons turning down the mountain road, and they were about to run towards the village.

When they saw the bonfire here, they stopped immediately.

"What do you two do?"

The first one yelled.

"Fortune teller." Liu Ping said.

"What are you doing here?" the man continued to ask.

"We passed by here and rested here for a while." The old Taoist said with a smile.

The people on the opposite side looked at the two of them, and saw that the old and the young were thin, ragged and unarmed, so they couldn't help but relax.

"Hmph, there's no oil and water, and it's meaningless to kill, let's go."

Humanity takes the lead.

A skinny man behind him grabbed him and whispered, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, look at some copper coins spread out in front of them."

Brother Zhang, who took the lead, saw that there were five or six copper coins scattered around the campfire.

He slapped the skinny man on the head hard, and shouted: "Idiot! The owner of this village is the king of patrolling mountains, and he is engaged in a big business of killing people and stealing goods. Do you want to grab a few copper coins?"

"Yes, what Brother Zhang said is true." The skinny man said quickly.

Only then did Zhang Ge stop, and shouted to the pair of master and apprentice: "You two, hand over the copper coins, so that we don't have to grab them, understand?"

"Aren't you robbing?" Liu Ping murmured.

He calculated casually, looked at the dozen or so men holding weapons, and then glanced at the village in the distance.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly appeared:
"You have detected the intentions of these robbers."

"God has the virtue of good life. If you defeat them and save the village, you will gain certain merit."

Liu Ping readily stood up from the fire, and walked towards the dozen or so people, carrying the fire stick.

The robbers on the opposite side sensed his intentions and burst out laughing.

"Boy, what do you want to do with that stick?" Brother Zhang asked with folded arms.

"Kill you." The blind child laughed.

His pace is getting faster and faster.

suddenly.

Two more lines of small burning characters appeared:

"Notice!"

"Do not kill, otherwise the merit will be lost."

Liu Ping's hand stopped.

A man on the opposite side pulled out a knife and said, "This kid is disobedient, I'll send him to heaven."

He stabbed Liu Ping with his knife.

Liu Ping started a random fight, rushed into the crowd and swung the fire sticks back and forth, immediately beating the bandits upside down, lying on the ground crying and howling.

—No casualties.

"Huh? I always say that you are too murderous, but today is it a transformation?" the old man was surprised.

I saw Liu Ping holding the fire stick motionless, as if he had encountered some problem.

Do not kill these people.

After they recovered from their injuries, sooner or later they would rob and kill others again.

Kill these people.

It's not worthwhile to lose one's own merit.

What should I do?
He thought about it for a while, and shouted to the old Taoist: "Master, let me calculate the fate of these people. If they will kill people in the future, I will kill them. Is this not a demerit?"

The old Taoist took a sip of the wine from the gourd, sat in front of the fire and shook his fan, squinting his eyes and said: "Fate will change. Although you are counting like this now, who can guarantee that it will not change in the future?"

Liu Ping sighed, "I'm afraid of this."

"Let's not say that someone can repent and change his life, just say that you kill a person in advance because he may kill him in the future-this seems a bit untenable." The old man continued.

Liu Ping stuck the fire stick on the ground and looked at the robbers rolling all over the ground.

He scratched his head in distress and asked, "Brother Zhang, why do you want to be robbers? Don't lie, you know we are practitioners, and I will know as soon as you lie, and I will kill you."

Brother Zhang prostrated himself in front of him, kowtowed repeatedly and said:

"My dear master, there was a flood in my hometown, the fields were washed away, and the cattle and sheep were all dead. I really can't survive!"

Liu Ping sensed that this person was telling the truth.

"Master Immortal, the little one is telling the truth. If there is food to eat and land to grow, who wants to be a robber!"

Brother Zhang continued to kowtow.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Liu Ping's mind.

He said loudly, "Master, I'm a bit off the mark."

"Oh? Let's hear it?" The old Taoist replied while shaking his fan.

"The so-called good fighters have no great merit. We don't have to run around to save people. We just need to let everyone have enough food, a place to live, and a life to live. All living beings have their own places and lives, and they will naturally gain merit. "

Liu Ping said loudly.

The old Taoist clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This is a way - but how do you achieve this?"

At this moment, Liu Ping was able to understand everything with one thought, and he said casually:
"First unify the world, and then create a set of exercises that everyone can practice, regardless of their qualifications, anyone can practice, except for those who are not good or sincere."

"If you want to create a set of virtuous methods, that's not just for fun. Throughout the ages, almost only the extraordinary and holy people can do it." The old Taoist said.

Transcendence——

A flash of light flashed in Liu Ping's mind.

I came from the nightmare layer, first met the spirits in that blank history, and then fought with the nightmare creatures, and finally landed in this parallel world.

All of these are for the purpose of creating an extraordinary martial art.

Perhaps the so-called transcendence does not refer to the strength of the martial arts, but to the fact that it can benefit all sentient beings, so that all sentient beings can be freed from suffering!
Then.

The Realm of Saints——

It does not refer to how strong he is, but what kind of contribution he has made to the world and how he has educated all living beings.

Liu Ping stood still, feeling as if his whole body had been enlightened, and he completely understood the core of the so-called "Gui Zang's most victorious Wu Ji Jing".

Thinking of this, a line of burning small characters appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

"You have earned the title 'Embrace of Twilight'."

"You have realized the true meaning of a saint."

"Please complete the sage's journey and let 'Embrace of Twilight' evolve into a more powerful saint-level title."

All fine print is collected.

Liu Ping suddenly looked at Brother Zhang and said, "Go, take me to your village."

Brother Zhang hesitated: "Master Immortal, you want to..."

Liu Ping smiled and said: "We seldom do anything for ordinary people, so you should seize this opportunity. My master and I will use spells to help you eliminate all the disasters caused by the flood and make the crops grow food again." .”

"Really?" Brother Zhang said excitedly.

"Let's go. Practitioners generally don't farm land, but I just studied related technologies and came up with a set of special land farming secrets, which can be performed as long as the third level of Qi Refining is used." Liu Ping said.

"Excuse me, what is the secret technique?" Brother Zhang asked curiously.

"The name of that technique is: Who said that there are only exhausted cows in the world that have not plowed the land? I will show you today how powerful the technique is for the cows who can plow the land."

Liu Ping said seriously.

(End of this chapter)