purgatory artist

Chapter 485 Six Paths Contract
"Hahaha, old man, don't worry, my uncle is not a schizophrenic." The voice rose.

"...Look at your arrogant look."

"Master is right. I'm very ashamed. I shouldn't talk to you in such an arrogant manner. I'm going to face the wall right away." The voice dropped.

"Wait! Actually, it's not necessary."

"Of course not! I will be number one in the world sooner or later. Facing the wall? Facing a ghost!" The voice rose again.

"...you come with me."

before the fire.

The old Taoist dragged Liu Ping to him, then broke off a branch and slowly drew something on the ground.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Liu Ping said in a respectful tone.

The old Taoist said: "A long time ago, the world of reincarnation of the six realms was a huge world, the king of billions of worlds, known as the prehistoric world."

"Then it was destroyed."

"The Great Desolation is divided into six worlds—"

The branches circled six circles on the ground, inside which were written "Human World", "Heaven", "Asura", "Evil Ghost", "Beast King", and "Yellow Spring".

Liu Ping squatted aside, with a disdainful expression: "Is this the six worlds?"

"Yes."

The old Taoist threw the branch aside, stared at Liu Ping and said, "The power of the six worlds is divided into two types, and it is these two powers that amplify your temperament."

"Master is right, I feel it too, but I still need to use their power to do something."

Liu Ping casually made another handprint.

The handprint turned into a light shape, flew into the air, and lined up neatly with other handprints.

——Wu Jing is constantly being created.

Ever since he obtained these two kinds of power, Liu Ping has been flooding with countless tricks in his mind.

After careful screening, he found that his memories of many past lives were constantly awakening, and all kinds of martial arts and sentiments were integrated into his thoughts, and he realized them into condensed handprints.

"Master, do you know what these two powers are in me?" Liu Ping asked.

"Well, instead of letting me tell you, you might as well go and see for yourself—after all, the time is coming." The old man looked up at the sky and said.

"Time?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, these two forces in your hands are bound to shake the six realms of reincarnation. They are the foundation of the six realms—look, it's coming!"

The old Taoist pointed to the sky.

Liu Ping looked up and saw a shooting star appeared in the sky.

The meteor quickly streaked across the sky, and fell silently in front of Liu Ping.

—but it is a square machine.

It looks like an old-fashioned TV set on the technology side. The screen on the surface is full of snowflakes due to poor signal, and there are bursts of noisy noise inside.

"Ah!" Liu Ping blurted out.

"What?" The old man stared at him, as if he was afraid that something might be wrong with his spirit.

"Nothing." Liu Ping said.

"Hmph, I was surprised, I really don't know what those two forces have made of you." The old man shook his head and said.

Liu Ping stared at the machine, gradually recalling a certain moment in the past.

Dark drama.

During the last decisive battle, he activated the magical skill of Huang Quan Dao: Wang Chuan.

The first thing that appeared was this machine.

It seems to be called-

Huangquan general affairs processor?

Just as Liu Ping was thinking, the noise from the machine finally disappeared.

A soft female voice sounded from the machine:

"Hello, I am the general manager of Huangquan affairs, and the number is 00000."

"Because your power is still in its infancy, only I can come to meet you, and the other five worlds will not appear in front of you for the time being."

"—That's right, I am the spirit of the Underworld."

After finishing speaking, there was a sudden printing sound from the machine, and then, a piece of A4 paper flew out and landed in front of Liu Ping.

Liu Ping picked up the paper and scanned it with his divine sense, only to see that it read:

"contract."

"A battle contract between the spirit of the underworld and a strange existence (human name: Liuping)."

"Party A: General Manager of Huangquan Affairs."

"Party B: Liu Ping."

"The two parties will conclude a joint combat contract in accordance with the following rules:"

"First, don't frame each other;"

"Second, the souls obtained from the battle are thrown into Huangquan, and contribute their respective strengths to build a prosperous world of Huangquan;"

"Third, the martial arts scriptures you created will resonate with the world of the six realms. All sentient beings of the six realms, whoever witnesses and recites them, can gain the knowledge of combat in your past lives and gradually become stronger;"

"Fourth, those who read and recite martial arts scriptures are not affected by the two forces and can maintain a normal mind;"

"fifth,……"

Liu Ping quickly read through the densely packed small print, looked up and said, "You want to sign a contract with me? Why?"

The machine said: "Because of the two powers in your body, one causes the birth of the six realms, and the other destroys the prehistoric world. When they converge on you, you neutralize them, which greatly benefits the sentient beings of the six realms. Unaffected by those two forces."

"This merit is boundless and incalculable."

"I sensed the merit of your move, so I came to help you."

Liu Ping suddenly said: "So that's the case."

"That's right, you can consider whether you want to sign this contract." The machine said.

Liu Ping glanced at the old Taoist.

"His character is affected by those two forces - how to solve this problem?" the old Taoist said.

The machine said: "It doesn't matter, as time goes by, he will become more and more familiar with those two powers, and as time goes by..."

"He recovered?" the old Taoist asked.

"No, he's just used to it—just kidding, in fact, he will slowly regain the initiative of his character." The machine said.

"Sign it, apprentice, what are you waiting for for such a good thing?" the old man urged.

Liu Ping looked at the contract in his hand, and suddenly asked: "Why is the spirit of Huang Quandao signing this contract with me, and the other five ways?"

"They won't come until you have gained more vast and vast merit," said the machine.

"Okay, I'll sign."

Liu Ping wrote his name on the contract.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly appeared, floating in the void:

"Congratulations."

"You have signed a battle contract with Huangquan Daoling, one of the six reincarnations."

"Please continue to obtain the approval of the other five dao spirits and sign a battle contract."

"This is the beginning of your fight against nightmares."

All fine print is collected.

The Huangquan machine made a voice again: "The martial arts you are creating contains those two kinds of power, so it can neutralize the influence of all sentient beings, but as a martial arts, it must be recognized by all the strong——"

"Hope you're doing well."

Liu Ping said: "What will happen?"

"Challenge." Huang Quanji said.

The voice fell, and the void shook slightly.

Among the handprints in the sky, one handprint gradually began to flicker non-stop.

Then a majestic voice sounded:
"The martial arts you created contains elemental boxing techniques, but I consider myself the No. 1 elemental boxing technique, and I want to compete with you to see who is more powerful."

A warrior came out of the void.

Two lines of small words floated above his head:
"The first responders of Wu Jing."

"——Defeat him and make him submit, so that the martial arts can continue to spread in all the worlds of reincarnation of the six realms."

Liu Ping was about to speak, but Huang Quanji had already asked: "In what life did you create that boxing technique?"

Liu Ping recalled briefly, and immediately recalled many past lives, one of which was that he fought the nightmare monster to the end with the elemental boxing technique.

"The Ninth World." He said.

A searchlight stretched out from the Huangquan machine and shone on the handprint.

I saw a figure flying out of the handprint and landed on the opposite side of the warrior.

"The challenge begins!"

announced the machine.

The martial artist said: "Look, the real elemental boxing method should be like this—"

Before the words were finished, the figure rushed forward, punching out the turbid river that filled the sky, enveloping the warrior in it, drifting up and down a few times, and then disappeared.

The figure spoke, but it was Liu Ping's voice:
"This elemental boxing method first attracts water, which also contains gold and wood, and produces poisonous elements in the human body, and then strips away life. It is called: Ganges Boxing."

"--you lose."

After the figure finished speaking, he stood still.

The handprint suddenly burst into bright light in the air.

A line of burning small characters also jumped out in front of Liu Ping's eyes:
"In your martial arts, the 'Elemental Boxing' part has been recognized."

Liu Ping was watching, and voices gradually sounded in the void:

"I want to challenge the sword skills, his sword skills don't seem to be very good, let me beat him;"

"This old man wants to challenge the method of shield warfare."

"It looks pretty good, but compared with my spear, hehe, you may not be able to beat me."

"I'm here to challenge your stick technique."

"..."

A sound rang out.

Huang Quan Machine explained: "When the Wu Jing was first established, the first batch of people who sensed it could challenge it. If the challenge was successful, the Wu Jing would not be recognized—let me help you."

The machine shot streams of light into the sky.

All the handprints hit by the light immediately turned into human figures and fell gently on the ground, waiting for the challenger to appear.

The old Taoist stood watching and said with emotion: "There has never been such a thing before..."

(End of this chapter)