Purgatory Artist-Chapter 478: The human heart is unpredictable

The mountain path that was destroyed by the flood has been rebuilt.

The collapsed houses in the village were also quickly rebuilt.

As a cultivator, all they need to do in daily life is to use a few basic 5-Elemental spells.

Liu Ping personally went to plow the land, spent some spirit energy and set up a spirit formation to speed up the ripening of all the crops this year.

— — -the food problem has been solved.

"You don't need to be bandits anymore right?" Liu Ping asked the villagers.

"That's right, that's right, thank you Immortal Masters for saving us, our entire village is grateful"

A group of villagers knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The old Daoist looked left and right, seeing that the matter was over, he impatiently said:

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With a shake of their bodies, the master and disciple immediately flew out of the mountain. In a short while, they were far away from the village.

The two of them hid in the forest, silent and unmoving.

"Listen to what they're saying"

The old Daoist took out a talisman and formed a hand seal.

The voices of the villagers could be heard from the jade tag.

"Master, you placed a Eavesdropping Talisman?"

Liu Ping was surprised.

"That's right" the old Daoist squinted his eyes and said, "Let's see what these people will do now that they're full"

The two of them focused and listened.

The villagers' voices could be heard from the talisman.

"That's great, it won't be a problem to have a good year this winter"

"It's all thanks to the two Immortal Masters"

"Let's go back and prepare, we're about to harvest the crops"

Everyone was talking at once, as if they were about to get their tools and harvest the crops.

Suddenly, a male voice could be heard:

"Wait! Don't leave "

This was the leader of the villagers, called Brother Zhang.

"Brother Zhang? What's the matter? "someone asked.

"Brothers, think about it, we have food and water now, the other villages can't compare to us" Brother Zhang said.

"That's right, that's right" the others agreed.

"If we're all full and strong, which village can stop us?" Brother Zhang said.

"What do you mean?" someone else asked.

"Everyone knows that in this mountain, the Wang family village's girls are full of life, the Liu family village produces minerals, now is the time for us to do something — — a once in a lifetime opportunity! Brothers! "Brother Zhang said.

When Liu Ping heard this, he stood up silently and took out the fire stick from his waist.

The old Daoist glanced over and said slowly, "Kid, don't forget that you have to accumulate merit."

Liu Ping narrowed his eyes and gestured towards the sky. He said, "I want to accumulate merit, but I'm still used to killing people."

He took two steps forward and threw out the fire stick.

With a 'swish' sound, the fire stick instantly turned into an afterimage, and disappeared into the sky.

In the Voice-transmitting Talisman, the one called Brother Zhang said,

"You guys, are you satisfied with food? Why are you so timid after learning some martial arts from me? "

No one spoke for a while.

Brother Zhang smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Even the two immortal masters were persuaded by me and came —"

Puff!

A muffled sound rang out.

Then came the panicked voices of the crowd.

The old Daoist put down the talisman and asked, "Where are you aiming?"

"Throat." Liu Ping smiled.

"It can't be cured. Tsk, seems like it's not realistic for you to be a philanthropist." The old Daoist shook his head and said.

"People's hearts are hard to predict. I can't save them, but I can't not save them either — — merit is really troublesome." Liu Ping said with a headache.

The old Daoist opened the gourd and slowly drank a mouthful of wine. He said, "Otherwise, do you think anyone can become a Bodhisattva? It's not that simple, kid! "

He put down the gourd and said, "You can save these villagers today, but you're only at Foundation Establishment. You don't have the ability to save countless living beings in this world, so you should increase your strength first."

"Master is right." Liu Ping nodded.

Back then, he was just about to ascend, but he kept suppressing his realm and didn't.

This time, he had to increase his cultivation to a higher level.

— — When it comes to people's hearts, when his cultivation reaches a higher level, he might have a new way to deal with it.

In the beginning, because of the Dark Play, Liu Ping thought that the cultivation was nothing much.

But in the end, he realized that the Lord of Nightmares didn't dare to do anything to the Samsara.

This made him turn his attention to the power of cultivation again.

Cultivation!

Cultivation!

Only by standing at the peak of the human world would he know more secrets of the Samsara.

While he was thinking about the future, the old Daoist raised his hand and made some calculations.

"Let's go, we'll go deep into the mountains. I've calculated, there are wild bees 300 miles away, we'll go get some honey and eat some wild fruits, we'll be able to deal with them tonight." The old Taoist said.

"Yes, Master." Liu Ping said.

The two of them packed up and continued on their way.

They crossed a mountain.

They crossed two small rivers.

The two of them slowly walked on a rugged path in the mountains.

"Brat."

"Master, tell me."

"We need to reflect on why we met with death the last time. It's all because we forgot to do a divination while you were on the move with me."

"What do you mean?"

"From now on, we'll divide the work, I'll calculate the gains and losses, you'll calculate the misfortune."

"Master, you're too cunning, you can easily calculate gains and losses, but calculating misfortune takes a lot of effort."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is a part of cultivation!"

The old Daoist suddenly straightened his expression and continued, "You look like a demon at first glance, you'll definitely cause a bloodbath in the future. If you're not proficient in divination, you won't even know how you died."

Liu Ping couldn't take it anymore.

Master is quite good at judging people, he's only five years old and he already knows what kind of person I am.

"Yes, Master."

Liu Ping could only raise his hand and make a divination.

"Master, I'm done."

"How is it?"

"We're in trouble."

"Huh? What? "

Suddenly, a stream of light flew in from the sky and landed on the mountain path opposite the two of them.

The light dissipated, revealing a male cultivator holding a spear.

He sized up the old and young man in front of him and asked,

"Are you the divination experts who predicted the calamity of the White Mountain Sect Master?"

"No!" The old Daoist and Liu Ping said in unison.

"There's no mistake." The male cultivator took out a jade scroll and scanned it with his spiritual sense, nodded, and said, "It's you."

The old Daoist and Liu Ping looked at each other.

"Those bastards of the White Mountain Sect, I helped them but they sold me out. Next time, I'll just let them die." The old Daoist cursed.

The male cultivator smiled and said, "Don't panic, I'm the First Disciple of the Xiaoxiang Sect, Ye Chaohai."

Xiaoxiang Sect?

That's one of the seven major sects.

"Why are you looking for us?" The old Daoist asked.

"I'd like to invite you to my sect as guests and help my Master calculate his Heavenly Tribulation." The male cultivator said.

"Sorry, we really have something to do. If there's a chance in the future, we'll definitely pay you a visit." The old Daoist cupped his hands and said.

The male cultivator's gaze turned cold. He looked down at the spear in his hand and said softly, "That's not very good. Ever since I became the First Disciple, no one has ever rejected me."

A wave of spiritual energy was emitted from his body, blowing the sleeves of the master and disciple like a gust of wind.

"Late-stage Rejuvenation Soul!" The old Daoist said solemnly.

"Yes, I'm at the Late-stage Rejuvenation Realm. One of you has the aftermath of the Heavenly Tribulation, it seems like you haven't recovered from your injuries. The other is just a child ..."

The male cultivator smiled faintly.

"Alright, we'll go with you, but there's something we need to make clear." The old Daoist smiled flatteringly.

"What is it?"

"If we go, how will we be treated? Will we be able to earn spirit stones? You're the First Disciple, don't you get anything out of it? "the old Daoist asked.

The male cultivator was a bit surprised, thought for a bit and said: "That makes sense. Since I'm the one who brought you there to calculate Master's Heavenly Tribulation, you can't embarrass me. Don't worry, I'll take care of this, you only need to do your part."

He took out an airship and said: "Come on up, don't make me use any tricks."

The old Daoist turned around to look behind.

"Alright, Master" Liu Ping said.

He was holding a heavy formation plate in his hand.

All of a sudden, a burst of boiling spiritual energy erupted from the disk array and spread out in all directions.

The male cultivator and his airship disappeared.

"Damn it, it's an illusion formation. Wait for me to get out — —"

As soon as the male cultivator's voice came out, he was enveloped by the formation and couldn't be heard again.

Three-layered Illusionary Spirit Formation!

This formation is specially made to trap Rejuvenation realm cultivators and below, it's the most suitable formation for the current situation.

"Go, while he's still trapped here, we have to leave immediately!"

The old Daoist pulled Liu Ping and hurriedly tried to escape.

"Wait a minute, Master!" Liu Ping suddenly called out.

"If you're not running now, what else do you have to say?" the old Taoist asked.

"If he can find us once, he can find us countless times — —"

Liu Ping reached his hand out and pulled out a short blade from the old Daoist's back, blowing on the blade.

The old Taoist spoke with a serious expression: "You better think it through, I'm heavily injured and can't do anything. You're only a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, how are you going to kill him?

Be careful not to get killed in one hit! "

Liu Ping answered seriously: "I've already thought about it."

"You've already thought about it? What do you mean? There's a huge gap between the two of you. How are you going to kill him? "

"Of course I'm going to use divination, it's been a long time since I've killed someone so carefully."

"Your Merit — —"

"Hah, don't mention it, I'll think of something later. This person wanted to kidnap us, if I don't kill him, my Dao heart won't feel good."

"What Dao heart won't feel good about, you brat, you're spouting nonsense again!"

Liu Ping grinned and muttered something under his breath. Dragging the short blade with one hand, he entered the illusion formation in a flash.

The old Daoist stood on the spot, his expression changing.

"He's still the same ..."

He muttered softly.

(TN" HE KNOWS?!)