"Purgatory Artist (

"Start?"

Liu Ping asked, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The goddess of heaven said solemnly: "The empowerment method of our heavenly devil clan is also called Rong Soul."

"Rong Soul? I have never heard of this." Liu Ping said.

"This method is to infuse the memory in my soul into you, so that you can directly understand the knowledge about the Yellow Springs Dao-even so, the knowledge of the Yellow Springs world is too much, and we may spend a lot of time."

"Remember? It's better to use this empowerment method than to tell directly."

"Good is good, but there are also shortcomings, because I am a demon, so when my soul connects with you, you will definitely trigger various demon realms in your heart. You must hold on."

"Is it my demon? Okay, got it."

Liu Ping closed his eyes and gradually entered a calm state.

The goddess kept walking around him, muttering words.

boom--

The sky was dim, and the thunder and anger billowed.

The robbery has officially begun.

I saw the twinkling thunderballs falling from the deep sky, turning into a flash of blue and white light, and slashing at Liu Ping.

The ghost with blue-faced fangs suddenly rose into the air, tearing the thunderball apart with a pair of sharp claws.

It floated in the air, and said loudly: "Everyone, needless to say, you all already know that the human race and the demons are gathering, and the whole world will be headed for final destruction."

"But you have all seen it, even the goddess are explaining the knowledge of Huangquan Dao for him."

"Although it feels a little outrageous, he is the heir of the sword, which has been proved by the speed of cultivation. If there is still a little hope in this world—"

"If we still have a chance to return to the world of six realms--"

"That's him!"

The ghost with blue-faced fangs took a deep breath and said loudly, "Come here, even if it is for ourselves, we must protect him!"

The ghosts roared in unison: "Protect him! Protect him!"

They formed an airtight circle, constantly resisting the thunder from the outside, while the goddess and Liu Ping were guarded by the ghosts.

The spell in the mouth of the goddess suddenly stopped.

I saw one after another colorful divine light radiating from her body, swaying in the wind like a peacock opening a screen.

"The empowerment is about to begin." The heavenly woman said.

"Come!" Liu Ping said with closed eyes.

The goddess stepped lightly, walked to his back and stopped, gently embraced him with her arms.

The divine light fell down, covering the two of them.

...

There is the sound of water flowing around.

Liu Ping suddenly opened his eyes and saw himself standing on a floating bridge.

Not far from him, an old man had just salvaged a baby from the water.

The old man sighed: "So, one-armed blind, no wonder no one wants you, you should follow the old man."

Liu Ping watched this scene earnestly, and didn't realize that shadows gradually appeared behind him.

Those dark shadows floated around him, whispering softly:

"Why abandon me?"

"Does the disabled deserve to die?"

"This world... are all cruel and vicious people. They have no reason to continue to live."

"Kill, kill, kill them all!"

Liu Ping smiled suddenly, shook his head and said, "Well, don't be naughty, I know you are the demon."

The dark shadows froze suddenly.

The next moment.

The floating bridge, the long river, the old man and the baby turned into light and shadow, and disappeared.

Between the sky and the earth, only a dark yellow light remained.

Immediately afterwards.

A black mountain peak beyond sight suddenly appeared.

It is so majestic and majestic, with a sense of ancient and vicissitudes, as if it has existed since the prehistoric times.

The voice of the celestial lady sounded: "The world of Huangquan, there is a big iron mountain surrounded by the sky, the mountain is connected to the sky, and the **** is connected to it, blocking the endless wind in the void, allowing the world of the dead to survive..."

Following the story of the goddess, countless knowledge related to Datiewei Mountain kept flashing in Liu Ping's mind.

At this moment, he seemed to be a goddess, tracing the knowledge of the past only through memory.

time flies.

He had already remembered all the knowledge related to Datiewei Mountain.

I don't know when, another black shadow emerged from behind him, beginning to change into various illusions.

The next moment.

Liu Ping opened his eyes unconsciously.

He found himself on a rugged mountain road.

Several teenagers in Taoist costumes surrounded the young self and laughed: "Looking at this monster, he obviously can't see it, and he has one hand missing. I really don't know how he learned Taoism!"

"But that's at most, look at—"

A young man suddenly kicked his feet and kicked his young self into the air.

"Hahaha, he doesn't know how to fight! He doesn't even know how to fight!" The boy laughed.

Countless black shadows hugged Liu Ping and said in his ear:

"These are inherently vicious."

"They take pleasure in bullying others, even if they have the qualifications to practice, they only become more destructive."

"Why? Why do you want to save such a person?"

"Let them die."

"Revenge, kill them all!"

Liu Ping watched with gusto, and didn't get angry at all. He just smiled and said, "Do you think I looked like a dog when I was kicked out?"

boom--

The shadows scattered directly.

The illusion in that memory turned into a stream of ash, disappearing into the void.

Liu Ping once again came to the dark mountain that opened up to the sky and the earth.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

A dimly yellow river, flowing from the sky, rolling towards the depths of the endless dark void between clouds and fog.

Tianxian's voice sounded again: "The river of reincarnation... Wangchuan."

"All the dead have to go through the Forgotten River before they can reincarnate again and go to the other five realms in the reincarnation."

A gust of wind blew Liu Ping's eyes slightly.

In his divine consciousness, forgetting the past of Sichuan and Dajiang, and the knowledge contained in it, constantly emerged.

He began to remember Wang Chuan's past.

time flies.

I don't know how long it has passed, and all the knowledge related to Wangchuan has been remembered.

At this time, the black shadow behind him became even more mammoth, almost turned into substance, overlapping him again.

The world has changed.

Liu Ping found himself in the wild with snow and wind.

A female nun stood in the wind and snow, looking shyly at the other herself.

"Liu Ping, I like you."

Female monasticism.

"But I'm a blind man, don't you dislike it?" He hesitated.

"What does it matter? Your Six Arts has already surpassed the monks of the same generation, and you are the most talented person. I like you like this." Female monk.

"That-okay," said himself.

Liu Ping watched as he stepped forward, trying to hold the other's hand.

Suddenly, dozens of practitioners came out in the snow, and they laughed together:

"He took it seriously."

"Hahaha, a guy like him, really thinks he can capture Fairy Zhang's heart."

"Look, look, he wants to hold Fairy Zhao's hand."

"Monster Liuping!"

"A person like this wants toads to eat swan meat?"

Liu Ping stood by, quietly looking at himself, who was at a loss, and the practitioners around him.

A boundless black shadow emerged from behind him and let out a babble:

"How ugly people are in their hearts."

"They take pleasure in calculating others, and promote themselves by mocking others."

"These guys have no meaning to live."

"They should die!"

Liu Ping groaned and didn't speak, just looking at himself back then.

Suddenly, Yana's voice sounded in his heart.

"Is this you from the past?" she asked.

"Yeah, this is the last life of me--in fact, I can't say the last life. I just took a pill of God Pill, suspended for a long time, and then my appearance changed." Liu Ping said.

Yana was silent for several breaths, and suddenly said, "I think you were more handsome in your last life."

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

"At that time you—even though your body was mutilated, but true emotions appeared on your face—and in our purgatory and eternal night, even those powerful and incomparable demon kings, throughout their lives, never Dare to show true emotions."

Yana lowered her voice and said, "You are very brave, Liu Ping~lightnovelpub.net~ Liu Ping smiled and said: "When you gave me the'Night God's Clothes of Nothingness', it seemed that you paid a lot. Cost, is it better now? "

Yana whispered: "It's better. I wanted to see how the inner demon tortured you, but I didn't see any pain in your heart."

Liu Ping said: "Pain because of the actions of others? No, they are always trapped in their own ugliness, sad and unknowing, and tortured forever. This is pain that they can't detect, but it's not mine, Yana."

boom--

All the dark shadows dispersed from behind him, turning into ashes.

The world is dim.

The surging river water comes from the sky and flows toward the depths of reincarnation.

There are floating corpses on the river, one by one, going away in different directions along different undercurrents.

Liuping stood on the river, holding his hands, waiting quietly.

The voice of the goddess echoed around again with a hint of anxiety: "Next I will tell you the knowledge of hell, but I can only talk about it here."

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

"We spent too much time, your catastrophe is about to end, and the war between the human race and the demons has begun, you must create a magical skill as soon as possible." Tiannv said.

"Okay, tell me the knowledge of hell." Liu Ping said.

The river moved away from both sides.

At the bottom of the river, a long road appeared in front of Liu Ping Ping.

Liu Ping felt that he was moving forward, passing a long distance, into the belly of the big iron encircled mountain, and then all the way down——

Countless painful screams and screams followed.

"Hell... there are eighteen layers, and it is the atonement place for all guilty beings." The voice of the heavenly immortal sounded.

As she narrated, one by one knowledge related to **** began to appear in Liu Ping's memory.