purgatory artist

Chapter 486
The handprints are all over the sky, dotted with stars, emitting a shimmer, like a silent sea.

Figures emerged from the handprints.

Every figure is equivalent to Liu Ping's life.

"I'm here to challenge your sword skills!"

In the void, a burly man jumped out and raised his long knife high.

The figure immediately rushed towards the burly man.

"Well done, I'll let you know today—"

As the burly man said, the long knife had already slashed down on the figure with all its strength.

Unexpectedly, the figure drew out a light saber, and with a random slash, it sent flying the long saber in the burly man's hand.

The knife light flashed again.

The burly man flew into the void and was never seen again.

A line of small burning characters appeared:

"The person standing at the pinnacle of swordsmanship is defeated by you, and no one can question your swordsmanship anymore."

"In this martial arts classic, the 'sword technique' part has been recognized."

Liu Ping nodded slightly.

"I would like to ask, are these people who I defeated dead? Because I saw that the blow just now was quite ruthless."

He said to Huang Quan Machine.

"No, when they fail, they will return to their original six worlds, but they will continue to pay attention to this place-until all challenges are over." Huang Quanji said.

"Where do these people come from?" Liu Ping asked.

"They are the best in the six worlds of reincarnation, and they are qualified to pay attention to this matter at the first time." Huang Quanji said.

"Tsk tsk, a bunch of rubbish, I have to find a way to teach them a lesson."

Liu Ping showed a ferocious look on his face.

When the old Taoist saw him like this, he knew that his character was influenced by another force.

"Oh..." The old man sighed.

A line of "..." also appeared on the screen of Huang Quan's machine.

suddenly.

I saw Liu Ping raised his hand again, condensing into a new handprint.

This handprint immediately turned into a light shape, flew high into the sky, and was at the top of all the handprints.

Huang Quanji asked puzzledly, "What is that? A new combat technique? Or a technique?"

"Is this the lesson you want to teach them?" the old Taoist asked.

"No, it's what I want to say to every challenger." Liu Ping said.

next second.

Just heard a scream.

A woman who challenged archery was shot in the shoulder by an arrow and lost immediately.

The sky is on top.

The new handprint immediately emitted light, fell in front of the woman, and turned into a human form.

"You won, my archery is not as good as yours." The woman gritted her teeth and said.

"I didn't win." Liu Ping's voice sounded from the figure.

He put his hand on the woman's forehead, and said, "I'm going to pass on my archery skills to you now, and by the way, I want to say—"

"Maybe you know that there are many things in the world that stand in front of us, such as monsters, disasters, wars and so on."

"I'm a loser, beaten many times by some kind of monster that feeds on humans."

"Listen, everyone."

"If you can help, if you'd like—"

"Please surpass me."

His voice spread far and wide, and was heard by many strong men.

"The enemy is too powerful, I bet if it finds your world, it will also eat everyone there - I have experienced this too many times, so..."

"I'm so desperate for you to surpass me, it proves that there are more people doing the same than me."

"Yes, fate beat us, but we get back on our feet, and one day, we'll give it a good look."

The woman listened in a daze, her gaze gradually became sharper.

She took a step forward and gently touched the figure's fingertips with her forehead.

"Don't regret it. After I learn your skills, I will definitely surpass you." She said softly.

"Beyond me, then what?" Liu Ping asked.

"I want to see what kind of monster is causing you such a headache—I will solve it with you!" the woman said.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to that day." Liu Ping laughed.

This scene was seen by all the powerhouses of the Six Paths of Samsara.

then.

The surrounding void gradually became lively.

People kept jumping out, wanting to challenge this martial art.

but--

No matter what weapons they use, or what spells—

No one can win.

time flies.

1 minutes.

10 minutes.

Two 10 minutes.

There are fewer and fewer challengers.

Until this time, no one has defeated the figure condensed by the handprints.

Liu Ping just watched from the side, occasionally showing alternate expressions.

——In the wandering of life and death, in countless worlds, every time he opened his eyes, he worked desperately to overcome the nightmare.

He has learned a lot.

In many fields, he stands at the top.

But until he arrived in the six realms of reincarnation in his last life, he did not find a way to overcome the nightmare.

just now.

All the fighting skills are condensed into the French seal, and all the French seals constitute a martial arts scripture.

The handprints in the sky emitted more and more light.

Maybe in the future someone can surpass this martial arts?
I hope so.

That means there is more hope for humanity than just being alone.

Liu Ping thought silently in his heart.

suddenly.

Huang Quan Machine made a soft voice:

"The number of challengers is zero."

"Wu Jing has been established."

"Please give this martial arts a name."

Liu Ping thought for a while, and said: "It should be called 'Guizang's Most Victorious Wuji Sutra', as long as you read and practice, you will gradually be reborn, because it carries the seeds of power from the Six Paths and the Great Desolation, as well as all my own. Martial arts wisdom and strength."

Huang Quan Ji said happily: "There is no dispute. This martial arts comes from the essence of your past lives, which is enough to guide all living beings to practice, and can be used to calm the influence of the two forces on the body."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Ping suddenly jumped out in front of Liu Ping's eyes with lines of burning small characters:
"Congratulations."

"'Guizang Most Victorious Wuji Jing' has been established successfully."

"In the future, all sentient beings will benefit greatly from the existence of this sutra, and will no longer be tortured by the power of birth and death in the six realms."

"With this merit, you can obtain the title of saint."

"Your title: 'Embrace of Twilight' is completing an otherworldly evolution."

"You have lost this title."

"You have obtained the saint-level title: the icon before the tide."

"The name explains: You are the one who stands at the forefront of the wave of the times. You have insight into the coming disaster and are the first to fight against it. You are the leader, guide, mentor, and icon of all living beings. Because of your Work hard, and more people will stand up and fight against the nightmare until they die."

"Effect: All sentient beings feel kind to you when they see you."

All the fine print disappeared.

The card book opened automatically, and two cards flew out of it, floating in front of Liu Ping.

One is "Nightmare Embrace Blood Skull", and the other is "Fire Bearer".

The blood skull is a necessary disguise for human beings to walk in the nightmare world, and the "fire bearer" is the credential to enter the hiding place of the human race.

I saw the blood skeleton looking at him on the card, and said excitedly: "You succeeded! You have obtained the qualification to enter that place! Let's go back quickly and go to the nightmare world!"

In the void, a voice suddenly sounded:
"No!"

A vague figure appeared quietly.

When Liu Ping heard the voice, he immediately remembered.

This is the new recorder of history!
Blood Skull looked at him and said loudly: "Historical recorder? His history can be fixed, and then he should go back with us immediately—"

"No!" The historian interrupted it.

"Why not?" Blood Skull asked.

"Because the Nightmare Lord will only be fooled once. If he goes back to the past era, once he is discovered by the Nightmare Lord again, he will never have any chance of surviving." The historical recorder said.

"Then what should we do?" Blood Skull became anxious.

"There is a way," Liu Ping said, "I can travel in time."

"No, you can't travel in time anymore, because besides the Lord of Nightmares, the Manor Lord who controls the weirdness is also looking for you. His eyes have been cast on the long river of time. Once you show up, he will immediately find you. You." The historian said.

"According to this, I can't travel through time for the time being." Liu Ping said.

The historical recorder raised a finger and said, "You still have one last chance to travel through time, which was reserved a long time ago."

"What time?" Liu Ping asked.

"I know you have a 'Day and Night Parade', in fact there is a card in it, you must destroy the 'Day and Night Parade' to get that card." The historical recorder said.

Liu Ping looked at the book on the card.

I saw that "Day and Night Parade" popped up automatically.

The voice of the Lord of Time sounded from the card:
"Very well, it seems that you are not dead, and the historical recorder is there, which means that the history of the establishment of the martial arts has been fixed."

"I have fixed everything just now, and I can no longer change it." The historical recorder said.

"Then let's get started. I have prepared a safe moment——judging from the current situation, it is the only safe moment." The voice of the Lord of Time sounded from the card.

"Are you sure it's a safe time? If something goes wrong, all efforts will be in vain." The old man suddenly interjected.

"Make sure it's safe—he has already seen the Holy Spirit, and what he needs to do most now is to go back to that moment to find the Holy Spirit." The Lord of Time said.

"That's all right. He has worked so hard to get to this point, and we can't help him. Don't mess up this kind of thing." The old man said with a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I have repeatedly confirmed." The voice of the Lord of Time sounded again.

The tone of the two is very familiar, even like old friends.

Accompanied by their voices, flames burst out from the "Day and Night Parade".

The entire card was burned, but a black card emerged.

The historical recorder seemed to sense something, and immediately urged:
"Liu Ping, you can leave now, hurry up, or things will change if you are late!"

"What happened?" the old man asked.

"Someone is rewriting other history, he must leave immediately, and then I will immediately fix all the things at this moment, so as not to change." The history recorder said.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!" Blood Skull urged.

Liu Ping gritted his teeth and turned to look at the old man.

"Master...you know, right?" he asked.

"Of course, I'm your master. You are growing, and the old man is working hard—in fact, everyone is working hard, because the enemy is indeed too powerful." The old man grinned.

Liu Ping said: "Then what is your identity?"

The old Taoist said solemnly: "At this moment of parting, I won't hide it from you—"

"I was originally the Emperor of the Nine Heavens Xuangan. Because I was worried about the suffering of all beings in the lower realms, I devoted myself to the mortal world and experienced many disasters. Now that you have successfully completed the martial arts scriptures, I have also achieved consummation. I will soon return to the heavens. !"

The corner of Liu Ping's mouth twitched, and he murmured, "You're lying again..."

(End of this chapter)