Purgatory Artist

　　 Liuping closed his waist card and looked at the two women.

　　 I saw that their expressions were slightly stagnant, and they quickly returned to their original state.

　　 They also woke up!

　　 The two women looked at each other, each took out an object from the storage bag and presented it to Liu Ping.

　　 "Liu Ping, I think you have already built the foundation. This bottle of pill is refined by the sect, and it is suitable for your practice. Take it." A woman said.

　　 Another female said: "There is also this bundle of talisman, all of which are Demon Breaking Talisman, and each one can deal with the golden core monks. If five of them are used together, the Yuan Ying monks have to stay away for the time being."

　　 Male Xiu put down the roast chicken and drew out a piece of armor and said, "This is a battle armor for sword repair, so they can charge forward. The defense is quite good. You can use it."

　　 The armor suit flew over, scattered into various parts in the air, and rotated around Liu Ping a little, and then fitted him one after another.

　　 Liuping held a white jade bottle in his left hand, and in his right hand a bundle of talisman that exuded a little aura. He also had an extra piece of armor on his body.

　　——Taiwei Palace has nothing to say to his disciples.

　　 These are all introductory gifts.

　　 According to the rules of the spiritual world, the monk who accepts his disciple to get started can be regarded as the half-leader on the other party's spiritual path. Gifts represent closeness and appreciation, and it is also a kind of bonding.

　　 Liu Ping thought in his heart, and said: "Thank you three-I'm sorry, I don't know how to call it yet."

　　 The male repairer laughed and said: "I am Xie Dongliu, and you are not busy calling the elders and uncles. After you return to the sect, see who accepts you as a disciple, we will come back to the next generation."

　　 "Yes, if those who accept you as a disciple are those who are too elders, your seniority may be higher than us." Female monk.

　　 Liu Ping laughed, and was about to continue saying two words of thanks, but saw that the void in front of him suddenly turned into a red light.

　　 Lines of burning small characters appeared quickly:

"Notice."

　　 "The collapse of the story world is deepening, and the entire world of death is beginning to produce some profound changes."

　　 "Something never seen before has happened!"

　　 "This sequence must be reminded as follows:"

　　 "The step-by-step collapse of the plot caused some unknown situation."

　　 "The handling mechanism for this incident is being activated."

　　 "The tracker is coming, and the judge is ready."

　　 "Repeat it again, the tracker is approaching, and the judge is ready."

　　 "Remaining time: fifteen minutes."

　　 "The countdown begins."

　　 "15:00"

　　 "14:59"

　　 "14:58"

　　 "……"

　　 These small characters were displayed, and they were quickly retracted, leaving only the countdown number in that line.

　　 The next moment——

　　 A trembling voice resounded throughout the world:

　　 "Who is destroying the operation of the spiritual world? I will catch you and let you endure eternal torture!"

　　 Liu Ping looked at Xie Dongliu and the two sisters.

　　 I saw them as if they hadn't heard them, and they were still talking about themselves.

……What's happening here?

　　 Why can only oneself hear that voice!

　　 Liuping suppressed the stormy waves in his heart, and thought quickly.

　　 Follower!

　　 The last time the tracker appeared, it was the moment when he woke up from the tomb.

　　 This time, because of the collapse of the plot, another follower is coming.

　　-and there is one more judge!

　　 Liu Ping held his emotions, smiled and said to the three Yuanying monks: "Thank you for the three fellow monks, I will invite you to dinner when I return to the mountain in the future."

　　 "Do you know spiritual food?" a female nun asked.

　　 "Understand a little, so-so." Liu Ping said.

　　 Xie Dongliu patted Liu Ping on the shoulder, and laughed: "Haha, good, great, we can join hands in the future-there are too few people pursuing spiritual food in Taiwei Palace, this time we finally have another one."

　　 "Then we have to eat too." Another female nun laughed.

　　 The four people talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious. If it weren't for Liu Ping to know that things have changed, I'm afraid I would be able to blend in.

　　 suddenly.

　　 A flame flew over and fell in front of the two female sisters, turning it into a messenger.

　　 A woman received the messenger, and she finished reading it soon.

　　 "The frontline asks for support, we will leave immediately after a roll call."

　　 "Strange, isn't the frontline already armistice? What's the situation?"

　　 "I don't know, it's very tight, we have to leave immediately."

　　 The two women are leaving in a hurry.

　　 Before leaving, a woman pointed at Xie Dongliu: "You stay for two more days, then take him back to the sect. After all, staying here is not very safe."

　　 "I only stay for one day. If I can't receive other qualified newcomers, I will take Liu Ping back." Xie Dongliu said.

　　The other woman touched Liu Ping's head, and her eyes appeared worried: "There are some bad signs in my spiritual sense. You should return to the sect earlier."

　　 Has Liuping ever been touched by someone?

　　 He wanted to break free, but suddenly remembered that he was now a 19-year-old boy, and the other party was a senior of the sect, he didn't know he had lived for hundreds of years.

　　 Besides, the other party touched his head out of concern.

　　 He had to stand still, listening to Xie Dong's voice: "Sister, don't worry, we will leave tomorrow."

　　……

　　 "Hahaha, this is my secret method. In order to eat this roast chicken, I bought hundreds of recipes from others and developed it successfully on this basis."

　　 "Awesome! The wine smells good, too."

　　 "It's good, but you are only nineteen. This wine is too strong. Come and drink this rice stuffed rice."

　　 In the camp, Xie Dongliu sat on the ground without any image, holding half of a roast chicken, eating meat and drinking from a large bowl.

　　 Liuping held a glass of wine and stood beside him silently.

　　 Xie Dongliu hiccuped, took out a bed from the storage bag, lay on it, and yawned: "I am here, you don't have to worry about it, you can practice cultivation if there is nothing to do, or you can go around in the camp."

　　 "Okay." Liu Ping stood up and said.

　　 He has become accustomed to seeing things with his eyes, and then he left the camp, walked forward along the path at will, and found a small market in the camp.

　　In the world of spiritual practice, monks belong to different sects and they are good at different things. As long as they get together, everyone will want to exchange something with others, or buy them directly with spirit stones.

　　 Liuping walked quickly in Fangshi.

time is limited.

　　 The knife before has been broken.

　　 In order to deal with monsters, now I must get something to arm myself.

　　 In fact, if the double-barreled shotgun is equipped with sacred bullets, it can be considered a powerful weapon.

　　 But after all, it is a foreign object, which can only be used to save spiritual power. If you really want to display your own combat power, you have to rely on weapons on the side of cultivation.

　　 walked roughly in a circle, and Liu Ping stopped in front of a monk's stall.

　　 "How can I sell this knife?" Liu Ping asked.

The monk glanced at him, shook his head and said: "With your strength, you can't afford to spend so many spirit stones to buy this handle. Let's take a look at the few handles here. The few knives here are quite suitable for the base-building monks to try out the sword technique. ."

　　 The other party is right, this knife is more than enough for himself.

　　 A weapon more powerful than this knife can't be driven by his own spiritual power.

　　 Liuping looked and looked again, couldn't help but reach out and grasp the knife.

　　 He is a disciple of Gu Sheng, who is proficient in the six arts, and can choose the weapon that suits him at a glance.

　　 Although the knife in his hand is not a treasure, the spirit pattern etched on the blade is quite ingenious, and it can withstand the battle of the cultivators during the base-building period.

　　 In addition, what’s more important is that there is a thin dark blue to black line on the back of the knife, which looks like the color formed during quenching and tempering, but—

　　 Liuping touched it lightly with his hand, knowing it in his heart.

　　 This thread is an extremely special mineral material called Devouring Stone.

　　No one knows this mineral material.

　　 After all, the level of most crafting masters can't reach the pinnacle level. Even if a very small number of people reach this level, they generally stop moving forward.

　　 Therefore, the whole world does not know the use of this thing.

　　——Only Liu Ping knows.

　　 He is the number one person in the six arts in the world.

　　 He even took the name "Devil Swallowing Stone".

　　 The knife is not important.

　　 The important thing is to take down the knife, melt it, and separate the Devouring Stone.

　　 It is the key to forging a surgical knife.

　　 And the sword——

　　 is another weapon invented by Liuping himself, which can fit his own combat characteristics and help him exert his maximum combat effectiveness.

　　 "How many spirit stones do you have?" Liu Ping asked.

　　 Seeing that he didn't listen to advice at all, the man shook his head and said, "If you make this knife, why don't you give it to you."

　　 "So generous?"

　　 Liuping said unexpectedly.

　　 He held the long knife and pulled it randomly, and layers of aura suddenly appeared on the knife.

　　 The man was startled, and said with a smile: "Okay, it seems that you are indeed extraordinary, I underestimated you."

　　 "Give me this knife?" Liu Ping asked.

　　 "Chenghui Three Hundred Spirit Stones." The man stretched out three fingers.

"……can it be cheaper?"

　　 "Also, two hundred and ninety-eight."

　　 "Thank you very much, then."

　　 Liuping paid Lingshi, then turned and left with the knife.

　　 Such a knife, placed in the past, there are not tens of thousands of spiritual stones that can not be taken down, but now it only costs three hundred.

　　 Why have prices become so cheap?

　　 Liuping glanced at Void~www.novelmt.com~ There are still ten minutes.

　　 He walked to another stall, squatted down, and picked up a storage bag and weighed it.

　　 "How do you sell this storage bag?"

　　 "It's easy to say, one for ten spiritual stones."

　　 "Where is the largest capacity?"

　　 "That will be more expensive, one for twenty spiritual stones."

　　 Liuping bought all the storage bags, and then asked, "Why is it so cheap?"

　　 The cultivator got a piece of spirit stone, he was happy in his heart, and he naturally said, "After all, the spirit stone mines are constantly depleting, and I am going to the front line soon. It is best to change some spirit stones in my hand."

　　 "Really? Thanks a lot."

　　 Liuping turned his head and looked at a weapon shop.

　　 There should be a melting pot there.

　　——The weapon problem is still unresolved.

　　 He pondered, and walked towards the weapon shop.

　　……

　　 Liu Ping left Fang City silently.

　　 He returned to the camp in Taiwei Palace, sat down cross-legged, and began to adjust his breath and rest.

　　 This time in the market, I bought weapons, storage bags, and two formations, melted the Devouring Stones, and re-purchased a bunch of weapons used by the monks in the foundation period.

　　 is already considered okay, so I can’t buy more.

　　 Otherwise, where did the foundation-building monk come from so many spirit stones?

　　 In the void, the burning small print keeps sending out reminders:

　　 "03:04"

　　 "03:03"

　　 "03:02"

　　 "03:01"

　　 "Repeat it again."

　　 "The tracker is coming, and the judge is ready."

　　 "In addition, unprecedented things are happening in the world of spiritual practice, and we are about to observe their specific conditions."