purgatory artist

Chapter 480 Be Kind to People
Psychedelic realm.

Liu Ping tied the dagger around his waist, and quickly calculated the position with one hand.

He's a little upset right now.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

Whether it is a practitioner or an ordinary person, they are all beings with burning desires, and it is easy to do outrageous things because of the intertwining of certain thoughts and desires.

How to accumulate merit from such a world?
suddenly.

His hands paused.

——I figured it out, the Nascent Soul cultivator was fifteen steps ahead and to the left of him.

This magic circle is the strongest fantasy magic circle under Huashen, and the opponent can't figure out where he is at all.

Liu Ping sensed it, and quickly squeezed the formula with one hand.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly jumped out:

"You found out that the opponent's defensive technique is: Fire of the Five Elements · Demon Shield that Falls Too Much."

"You start cracking the shield."

"According to previous knowledge reserves, you have 31 ways to crack this shield."

"Since you are only in the late stage of foundation establishment, there are only three suitable secret methods to crack this shield."

"You chose one."

"you--"

Before the small characters were displayed, Liu Ping suddenly drew out the dagger at his waist and stabbed forward.

The blade touched the void, cutting out bursts of water waves, as if drawing a long series of ripples in the flowing water.

flutter!
A muffled sound.

The short knife slashed across the man obliquely, cutting off his head and half of his shoulders, and a cloud of blood sprayed from his chest.

It's not over yet--

Liu Ping threw the saber away, and continued to make tactic with one hand, and quickly shouted: "Light up!"

A phantom emerged from the male cultivator's body, floating and landing on his handprints, and gradually turned into a flame that shone with spiritual light.

Mystery · Lamplighting Technique!
This is Liu Ping's original method, which can prevent those who have been killed from raising any alarms, and even the soul lamp technique on their bodies will be blinded.

The so-called soul lamp technique is often a method that the sect planted for its own disciples. Once the disciple died, the sect's soul lamp would be extinguished immediately, and the sect immediately sent experts to check the situation.

The technique of guiding the lamp can hold the soul.

This technique will make the monk show the illusion that he is still alive, thereby deceiving the soul lamp on the monk.

In the final analysis, this is an art of deception.

Liu Ping usually uses it in combination with another technique, which is——

He tossed the soul fire lightly, and shouted: "Soul banner, get up!"

That bit of soul fire fluttered out and landed on the head of the male monk.

The head opened its eyes, showing a dazed look.

"I am dead?"

he asked.

"That's right, you insisted on threatening us by refusing to go on the Yangguan Avenue. In fact, I also hate killing people very much. This time I had no choice but to forgive you." Liu Ping said.

Compared with those martial artists in the Realm of Ten Thousand Realms, practitioners still have stronger souls, and they can barely maintain their wits in the Soul Banner Technique, so Liu Ping said a few more words.

The expression on the male monk's face fluctuated, and he suddenly said: "It's not right, please sir, let me go to reincarnation."

"Reincarnation? No, as soon as your soul leaves, the soul lamp will go out—let's stay for a while longer." Liu Ping shook his head.

"When will you let me go?" asked the head.

"Wait until I become number one in the world." Liu Ping said.

He changed his hand formula and stimulated his spiritual power again.

Successful!

From now on, the soul of the monk living in the human head has completely become his servant, can no longer resist his orders, and cannot hide anything.

Liu Ping took out the array disk and fiddled with it casually.

In an instant, all the illusions disappeared and turned into nothing.

The old man walked slowly and threw a ball of flames casually.

The flame shot directly at the headless body of the male monk, and immediately burned it to ashes, leaving only a heavy-looking storage bag.

"Oh, it's hard! It's hard! It's hard!"

The old man grabbed the storage bag in his hand and sighed.

"What did Master say?" Liu Ping asked.

"Not to mention mortals, even cultivators are a group of people with burning desires. They usually think about fighting for nothing and becoming famous; if they find any chance and relics, they will kill corpses and blood. Heads rolling—”

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "If you want to save such a world in exchange for great merit, it's really hard as hell!"

Liu Ping said: "This is the only way, I still want to try."

"You little devil, have you ever tried to persuade people to be kind? Only by persuading people to be kind can there be merit!" The old Taoist said earnestly.

Liu Ping said: "Then I'll try."

"You've already made your soul banner, how can you still persuade people to be kind?" The old man stared.

"Old man, didn't you say that if you want to enter the world of cultivation, you must first learn how to make soul banners?" Liu Ping said.

"I was scaring you, who knew that you really learned it!"

"Don't blame me here - where did you hide that storage bag just now? Take out the spirit stone in it and share half with me."

"... Brat, you're only five years old, what's the use of having spirit stones."

"I killed the man, why don't you sit on the ground and collect money?"

The two masters and apprentices were arguing, when the head suddenly jumped in front of Liu Ping, and said, "Report to Master, I have a younger brother who will take care of me."

The master and apprentice stopped at the same time.

"Where are people?" Liu Ping asked.

"In the village on the west side, it is said that I am hungry, go to eat something, and go back with me when my side is over." Rentou said.

"Eat?" The old man sneered.

"Actually, there are some pretty girls in that village." Rentou said expressionlessly.

"I'll go and have a look." Liu Ping said.

He tied the dagger around his waist, tied the battle array behind his back, and ran towards the west mountain road.

"Remember, if you want merit, you have to persuade people to be good, and don't just chop off people's heads to make soul flags, understand?"

The old Taoist shouted loudly from behind.

"Got it." Liu Ping said impatiently.

He straightened his figure and quickly dived into the mountains and forests. After a few ups and downs, no one could be seen.

The old Taoist and the human head remained in place.

The old Taoist murmured, "What is your brother's cultivation?"

"Building the foundation." The head said expressionlessly.

"Oh——the cultivation base is so low, it seems that there is nothing to worry about, I just hope he can really persuade people to be kind." The old man sighed.

"Master is right in everything he does." Human Head said with no expression on his face.

"..." said the old man.

……

When Liu Ping came to the village, the village was already full of people.

"Everyone, the immortal master is selecting disciples, hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Has your kid sent it?"

"Give it away! Our daughter has also sent it to the fairy teacher. Maybe there is a fairy fate, so I will reach the sky in one step!"

"Go! Go and see!"

The villagers rushed towards the grain drying field in the center of the village.

Liu Ping was among them, walking all the way to the grain drying field, and saw that the table had been set up, and a young man with a serious expression was sitting on it.

Layers of auras continued to emerge from behind him, making him look like a fairy descending from the earth.

Row after row of young boys and girls stood under the high platform with apprehensive expressions, allowing him to observe and choose carefully.

For a while.

The young man said:

"The second row, the fifth one, has some aptitude, you can follow me to cultivate immortality."

The crowd looked.

I saw that it was a beautiful and delicate girl.

A flash of spiritual light flew out from the young man's hand and landed in front of the girl.

——but it was a talisman.

"Accept this talisman and practice with me, so that you can live forever, are you willing?" the young man asked proudly.

"Yes! Yes!" The girl knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.

The surrounding villagers were in a commotion, congratulating the girl's parents one after another.

The parents were also beaming with joy, their faces flushed red.

Who doesn't know that this is an opportunity to reach the sky in one step?

Being a fairy teacher, not to mention how useful I am, even my family can get support, at least I will often get some panacea, cure diseases and prolong life, there are too many benefits.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the girl reached out to pick up the talisman.

suddenly.

A small hand stretched out, first pinched the talisman in his hand, and rubbed it casually.

Liu Ping!

The talisman burned in his hand at a rapid speed.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in the void:
"The cinnabar talisman on your ether broke the opponent's slavery talisman."

"The battle will start at any time, please be careful."

The young man saw that his talisman was broken, and was about to get angry, but found that the spiritual power fluctuations of the blind child in front of him were almost equal to his own.

This child... who should be only five or six years old, has already established a foundation?
The anger in the young man's heart disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face: "Son below, who are you, why did you ruin my matter of accepting apprentices?"

Liu Ping jumped onto the stage, waved to the crowd below and said, "It's all gone."

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, the young man also waved his hand down and said: "Did you hear that, we're all gone, we'll talk about the apprenticeship later."

People dared not disobey the order of the immortal master, so they took their children and left the sun-drying field quickly.

"Liang Rui, a disciple of the fifth generation of the Xiaoxiang Sect, has not yet asked about his surname and name. By the way, the venerable master must be nearby, isn't he?"

The young man smiled and cupped his hands.

Liu Ping organized his words, and coughed lightly: "That—let's forget about what happened just now, I actually want to say that there are quite a few of these young people who are good at cultivation."

"That's right," Liang Rui agreed, "The girl I selected just now has water spirit roots in her body, she is very suitable to come with me, we can discuss other people, I will definitely decide on her."

Liu Ping frowned and said: "If you really want to recruit disciples, I won't interfere, but once your talisman enters the soul of a mortal, she will become your slave, so how can she practice with you?"

The young man said seriously: "Fellow Daoist, you may not understand, but your master must know that the resources consumed by each practitioner are astronomical. Why should I use so many resources to help such a person who is neither relative nor relative?" ? If she has nothing to contribute to me, why should I teach her the Tao?"

Liu Ping said: "Your master accepted you back then—"

"That's because I have outstanding talent, far surpassing ordinary cultivation disciples, and I deserve to receive the key training of the sect. Anyone who is my master would treat me like this," Liang Rui said.

"So your cultivation today is the result of your own hard work?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course!" Liang Rui said.

Liu Ping was silent for a long time, and then said: "Why don't you be kind to others? If that girl becomes your slave, even if she achieves some achievements in her cultivation, her Taoism will already be destroyed."

Liang Rui's complexion changed, and he said sharply: "I am a disciple of the Seven Great Schools, what school and school is your Excellency? Are you specifically trying to get in trouble with me?"

Liu Ping opened his mouth, closed it again, opened his mouth again, then shook his head suddenly and said, "Go to die."

The voice fell, and the knife lighted up.

A human head rushed into the air, rolled continuously in the blood mist, and then fell to the bottom of the high platform.

Liu Ping made a random trick.

The head suddenly opened its eyes, gently jumped onto the high platform, and rolled in front of him.

"Friend Daoist, you are right, I really should be kind to others."

The head said in a flattering tone.

(End of this chapter)