purgatory artist

Chapter 479 Unpredictable People
The mountain roads damaged by the floods have been reconstructed.

The collapsed houses in the village were quickly rebuilt.

As a practitioner, if you want to do this kind of daily life well, you only need to release a few basic five-element spells.

Liu Ping went off to plow the land himself, spent some spiritual power, and arranged a spiritual circle to ripen all the grain grown this year.

——The food problem has also been solved.

"You don't have to be robbers this time." Liu Ping said to the villagers.

"That's right, that's right, thank you two immortal masters for saving us, the whole village is very grateful."

A group of villagers knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The old Taoist looked around and saw that the matter was over, so he said impatiently:

"Okay, let's go."

The master and apprentice shook their heads, and immediately flew away from the mountain, leaving the village in a short while.

The two hid in the mountains and forests, motionless.

"Listen to what they say."

The old Taoist took out a talisman and made a formula casually.

The voices of the people in the village suddenly came from the jade slip.

"Master, have you placed a wiretapping charm?"

Liu Ping said in surprise.

"That's right," the old man said with squinted eyes, "Look at what this group of people will do next when they have enough to eat."

The two listened attentively.

The voices of the group of villagers sounded in the talisman.

"It's so good that it won't be a problem to have a good year this winter."

"Thanks to the two immortal masters."

"Let's go, go back and prepare, the crops will be harvested soon."

Everyone talked in a hurry, as if they were all ready to get tools and harvest crops.

Suddenly, a male voice sounded:
"Wait a minute! Don't go."

This is the leading villager, known as Brother Zhang.

"Brother Zhang? What's wrong?" Someone asked.

"Brothers, think about it, we have food and drink now, but other villages can't compare with us." Brother Zhang said.

"Yes, that's right." The others echoed.

"If we are full of food and drink, and are strong and strong, which other village can stop us?" Brother Zhang said.

"What do you mean?" someone asked again.

"Everyone knows that in this big mountain, the girl Shuiling from Wangjia Village and Liujia Village produce mineral deposits. Now is the time for us to start a career—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Brothers!" Zhang Ge said.

Hearing this, Liu Ping stood up silently and pulled out the fire stick from his waist.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and said slowly: "Little devil, don't forget, you have to accumulate merit."

Liu Ping narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and gestured towards the sky a few times, and said, "I want to accumulate merit, but I'm still used to doing some murderous business."

He trotted for two steps and threw the fire stick abruptly.

With a sound of "shua", the fire stick instantly turned into an afterimage, rushed into the sky and disappeared.

In the sound transmission talisman, the one called Brother Zhang said:

"You guys, are you satisfied with what you have to eat? You have learned some martial arts from me, but you are so timid?"

No one spoke for a while.

Brother Zhang said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, even the two immortal masters were persuaded by me, come here—"

puff!
There was a muffled sound.

Then there was the sound of panic from the crowd.

The old Taoist put down the talisman and asked, "Where are you aiming at?"

"Throat." Liu Ping smiled.

"It's not curable, tsk, it seems that it is not realistic for you to want to be a good person." The old man shook his head and said.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, it doesn't matter if you save them, or you don't save them—merit is really a troublesome thing." Liu Ping said with a headache.

The old Taoist opened the gourd, took a sip of the wine, and said, "Otherwise, you think anyone can become a Bodhisattva? It's not that simple, kid!"

He put down the gourd and said: "Today you can save these villagers, but your strength is the foundation. There are countless creatures in the vast world, and you don't have the ability to save them, so you should improve your strength first."

"What Master said is true." Liu Ping nodded.

At that time, I was just able to ascend, but I kept suppressing my realm, so I didn't ascend.

This time, we must raise our cultivation to a higher level.

——For things like the human heart, when one's cultivation is higher, there may be some new methods at that time.

At first, because of the dark drama, Liu Ping once thought that the practice side was nothing more than that.

But in the end, it was discovered that the Lord of Nightmares didn't dare to make mistakes with the Six Paths of Reincarnation...

This prompted him to turn his attention to the strength of the practice side again.

Practice!Practice!
Only by standing at the highest point in the human world can we know more secrets of the Six Paths.

He thought deeply about the future, but the old Taoist raised his hand to make some calculations.

"Let's go, let's go to the deep mountains. I've counted. There are wild bees three hundred miles away. Let's go get some honey and eat some wild fruits. We'll deal with it tonight." The old man said.

"Yes, Master." Liu Ping said.

The two tidied up a bit and started on the road again.

cross a mountain.

Cross two small rivers.

The two walked slowly on the rugged path between the mountains.

"Little devil."

"Master, tell me."

"We have to reflect on why we encountered a death catastrophe last time. It was because when you acted with me, you forgot to calculate."

"what do you mean?"

"In the future, we will divide the work. I will count the gains and losses, and you will count the luck."

"Master is too cunning, you can count gains and losses casually, it takes a lot of energy to calculate bad luck."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is part of practice!"

The old Taoist suddenly corrected his expression, and continued: "You look like the embryo of a devil, and there will definitely be a bloodbath in the future. If you are not proficient in evil and auspicious hexagrams, you will not know how to die."

Liu Ping couldn't take it anymore.

Master is still very accurate in judging people. He already knows what kind of stuff he is when he is only five years old.

"Yes, Master."

Liu Ping had no choice but to raise his hand to make a calculation.

"Master, I'm done."

"how?"

"We are in trouble."

"Huh? What?"

Suddenly, a ray of light flew from the sky, and landed on the mountain road opposite the two of them impartially.

The brilliance dissipated, but it was a male cultivator holding a spear.

He looked at the old and the young in front of him, and asked:

"Are you the hexagram masters who figured out the difficulty of being the head of the Baishan sect?"

"No!" Lao Dao and Liu Ping said in unison.

"It's not wrong," the male cultivator took out a jade slip, scanned it with his divine sense, nodded and said, "It's you."

Lao Dao and Liu Ping looked at each other.

"The bastards of the Baishan sect, I helped them, but they sold them. Let them die next time." The old man cursed.

Nanxiu smiled slightly and said, "You two don't need to panic, I am Ye Chaohai, the chief disciple of Xiaoxiang Sect."

Xiaoxiang school?
This is one of the seven sects.

"What do you want us to do?" the old Taoist asked.

"I would like to invite you to our sect as guests, and help my master calculate his catastrophe." The male cultivator said.

"Sorry, we really have something to do, and we will definitely come and visit you when we have a chance in the future," said the old man, clasping his hands.

The male cultivator's eyes turned cold, he looked down at the spear in his hand, and said softly: "This is not good, since I became the chief disciple, no one has ever rejected me."

A wave of spiritual power emanated from him, blowing the clothes of the master and apprentice like a gust of wind.

"Late Nascent Soul!" The old Taoist said solemnly.

"Yes, I am a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator. One of you has the aftermath of the catastrophe. It seems that your injuries have not healed, and the other is just a child—"

The male cultivator said with a half-smile.

"Okay, we'll go with you, but there are some things that need to be clarified." The old man smiled flatteringly.

"what's up?"

"How are we treated when we go? Are there any spirit stones to earn? You are a big disciple. Isn't it even beneficial to invite people who go there?" the old Taoist said.

The male cultivator was startled, thought for a moment and said: "It also makes sense, since I brought it there for Master to count as a catastrophe, then you can't lose my face - don't worry, I will arrange this matter, you just have to do your part Just do what's inside."

He released a flying boat and said, "Come on, don't let me use tricks."

The old man turned his head and looked behind him.

"Okay, master." Liu Ping said.

He held a heavy array plate in his hand.

All of a sudden, a surge of spiritual power burst out from the array, spreading in all directions.

Nanxiu and his flying boat disappeared immediately.

"Damn it, it's a phantom array, wait for me to go out—"

As soon as the voice of the male cultivator came out, it was immediately wrapped in by the magic circle, and no longer leaked.

Triple Phantom Array!
This formation is dedicated to monks in the impoverished Nascent Soul and below, and it is the most suitable formation under the current situation.

"Go, while he is trapped here, we have to go immediately!"

The old Taoist pulled Liu Ping, and was about to flee in a hurry.

"Wait a minute, master!" Liu Ping said suddenly.

"If you don't run away at this time, what else can you say?" the old Taoist asked.

"Since he can find us once, he can find us countless times—"

Liu Ping stretched out his hand, pulled out a short knife from the old man's back, and blew on the blade.

The old man said seriously: "You can think clearly, the old man is seriously injured and can't make a move, and you only have the foundation building stage, how can you kill him? Be careful to be shot to death!"

Liu Ping said seriously: "I've already thought about it."

"Have you thought about it? What does this mean? There is a big realm between you and him, how to kill him?"

"Of course it's using hexagrams. It's been a long time since I killed someone so cautiously."

"Your merit—"

"Hey, don't mention it, we will think of a way later, this person actually wants to hijack us, I don't want to kill him, Dao is upset."

"How can Daoxin feel happy, you little devil is talking nonsense again!"

Liu Ping grinned, muttering something in his mouth, dragging a dagger in one hand, sneaking into the phantom array in a flash.

The old Taoist stood there and his expression changed for a while.

"It's still this virtue..."

he muttered softly.

(End of this chapter)