Purgatory Artist

Capital.

Jufu Building.

This building is hollow, and the elegant seats are surrounded by a high platform, which used to be used for singing and storytelling.

A man and a woman on the stage just finished their hands, each of them clasped their fists and backed away.

"Your golden wind claws are indeed very powerful, thank you for your mercy!" The woman closed her sword.

"Absolute praise, the noble school Qiushui sword technique is well-deserved!" the man said.

The woman sighed: "It's a pity that the last three styles of the Qiushui swordsmanship I sent have been lost. Otherwise, I can use three more moves. The outcome of this competition is unknown."

"That's the case. I have seen ancient books saying that the last three moves of the Qiu Shui sword can make Tianhe fall and turn it into an ice elemental sword. It is quite spectacular, but unfortunately it has been lost in the flames of war." The man also regretted.

The two got off the ring silently.

Liu Ping sat in the corner seat, closed his eyes and thought for a moment in a low voice:

"With the true meaning of this set of swordsmanship, all of its sword moves are paving the way for the last three styles, until all the elements are lowered, they can connect with each other and bloom in one fell swoop."

"It should be three tricks like this..."

He stretched out a finger and drew lightly under the table.

Soon.

Zhao Pinghe suddenly came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Liu, if someone wants to fight with you, we won't listen to any advice."

Liu Ping closed his fingers and looked up.

I saw a fat man holding a big knife in his arms, walking straight all the way, shouting: "What's the meaning of not being able to recruit? I don't believe it, just come at me if you have the ability."

Liu Ping stood up, clasped his fist and said, "Looking at Liu Ping in the next hundred spirits, what is your excellency?"

"Crazy knife gate, Guo Chong!" Fatty said.

Everyone gathered around and persuaded a few words to no avail.

Liu Ping smiled and said, "My unicorn slasher can't keep it coming out, but I have another style, named Feng Laiyi, who specializes in dodging and moving. If you can catch up with me, you win, how about?"

"Okay!" The fat man agreed.

"I really can't accept my move. It is very likely that the utensils in this building will be damaged. You will be responsible for losing money." Liu Ping said.

"Speaking of so much, how come we are like martial arts people." The fat man said with a smile.

"If you lose money, I will take action." Liu Ping insisted.

"Okay, I will pay for all damage! Come and fight with me and watch me break your swordsmanship!" cried the fat man.

"It's better to be respectful than fate." Liu Ping said.

The two of them stood upright and landed on the ring.

"Come on, I want to see how you get away!" The fat man put on an impulse, as if he was about to catch Liu Ping by the thousands at any time.

Liu Ping held the long knife and slowly pulled it out, and his whole body suddenly disappeared.

The fat man was startled.

Suddenly the whole ring turned into a sea of ​​flames, and a loud noise shattered all the porcelain in the restaurant.

"Stop it, Liu Ping!"

"Hurry up!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

The fat man paused, gritted his teeth and said, "But so, treat me—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

But seeing a blazing fire phoenix with a stature of several tens of meters emerge from the void, with a pair of blazing eyes, staring condescendingly at the fat man.

The entire restaurant began to burn.

Liu Ping's voice suddenly sounded from the fire and phoenix:

"Come chasing me-and remember to lose money to the restaurant, so you can't fall back on the bill."

boom! ! !

The fire phoenix soared into the air, rushed to the top of the restaurant, smashed into the big hole, and swayed above it with the wind.

The fat man was about to take a leap, and stopped his movements again.

——The fire phoenix soared above Qing Ming, leaving only a long, dragging flame.

Such a skill is already magical, how can it catch up?

There was silence in the restaurant.

The shopkeeper suddenly ran out, crying: "Everyone, fight the fire, fight the fire!"

Everyone woke up like a dream, and quickly summoned the water of the five elements to put out the fire.

Several young leaders leaped onto the ring and surrounded the fat man and said, "I just agreed, you have to pay for the loss of this restaurant!"

The fat man looked around and saw that the entire restaurant was almost on fire.

He had a soft foot, sat on the ground, and whispered:

"No matter how you can't hold it...it won't be like this..."

Zhao Pinghe snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "If it was the Kirin cut just now, you are already dead, stop talking nonsense, and get the money!"

Chengdong.

Xiangyun Taoist Temple.

Liu Ping collected the flames of the colorful phoenix, floated down lightly, and walked into the Guanmen.

Two disciples stepped forward to say hello:

"Little Master, you are back."

"Little Master, the head is waiting for you."

Liu Ping nodded and said, "Okay, I will go now."

"Wait a minute, little uncle."

"Um?"

"When do you have time, can you advise us, we feel that the Five Elements always go wrong."

Liu Ping looked at the two worshiping expressions and smiled: "Okay, I will come to discuss with you when I have time."

The two disciples were taken aback, and continued to say: "You don't dare to learn from each other, you just have to take a look at it for us."

"well."

Liu Ping turned around and walked towards the inside of the temple. He crossed several halls and side halls along the stone road, crossed a bridge, and walked along the zigzag corridor on the lake until he reached the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Master, I'm back."

Liu Ping clasped his fists in salute.

In the pavilion, the head of Bailing Temple Li Qianyang was discussing with several elders. At this time, the matter was finished, the elders stood up and left.

"Liu Ping, come and sit down." Li Ganyang said.

"Yes."

Liu Ping walked over and sat on the chair next to Master. He first poured a cup of tea for Master, then poured himself a bowl of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Have you seen young talents from all sects?" Li Ganyang said.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"Are there any discussions?" Li Qianyang asked with concern.

"Zhang Pinghe said that I couldn't stop fighting, and when I pulled out the sword, there was flames and violent fires. When the elder brothers and sisters saw the situation, they taught me to watch them and were not allowed to end." Liu Ping said truthfully.

Li Qianyang laughed.

After a while, he stroked his palm and said: "Since the decline of the five elements in the past, there are only three classes left in the division of general strength: influx, master, and master."

"With your talent for the resonance of the five elements, the power of flame is enough to be regarded as the top level of a master, and even close to the side of the master; but you have only recently started, and the mind and moves have not yet entered the flow, you can only be regarded as a beginner, just like a child. Controlling the fire horse, naturally no one dares to discuss with you."

Liu Ping sighed and said, "I practice Qilin Slash a hundred times a day, and I have grown quite a bit now, but they don't believe it when I say it."

"How is the second style of the Spirit Calling Technique?" Li Ganyang asked.

"Feng Laiyi? I flew into the sky as soon as I acted out, and it took only half an hour to fall down. The brothers and sisters of all sects have seen it." Liu Ping said.

Feng Laiyi.

This style of spirit-calling sword technique will take the shape of a ready-made fire phoenix in flames, attaching it to the back of people, wandering around too empty at will, coming and going like wind and fire, and it can hurt people by calling it.

Li Qianyang laughed again, shook his head and said: "It's weird that they dare to learn from you!"

Liu Ping straightened his expression, clasped his fist and said, "Master, what do you think of what I said last time?"

Li Ganyang said: "You want to revive the genre for your friends. I have no opinion on this, but what are you going to do?"

"Pass on their boxing skills."

"How to accept disciples?"

"Everyone of the Li people can practice boxing, so everyone is healthy, healed from illness and weakened, farming is self-reliant, without fear of beasts, retreat from evil, and not be deceived."

Li Qianyang pondered: "We all martial arts groups must respect the disciples' character and talent, and dare to grant martial arts after all of them have passed the test-this is for fear that the wrong person will become a disaster."

Liu Ping said: "The fist beats the gate, only the **** fist is passed down. This fist is not very powerful and can only strengthen the body."

Li Ganyang said: "Rather than accepting disciples, it's better to do as you do. One can promote the fist and conquer the door, and the two can benefit the world. This is a great thing."

"——You can do it yourself, the needs of money and manpower come directly from the view."

Liu Ping said with joy: "Thank you, Master!"

Li Qianyang smiled and said: "In this way, your friend named Xu Sheng can also close his eyes under Jiuquan, and no one can say that you are innocent and unjust. This is also a good thing for you and the sect."

Liu Ping nodded, got up and saluted and left.

Li Qianyang sat for a while, and said in deep thought, "This matter is very promising, and my reputation for Bailingguan will be evident."

...

Liu Ping spent a whole day searching for a spot in the bustling streets.

The so-called money can make the ghosts go ahead.

Bailingguan supported him and used a lot of money, and the whole martial arts gym was quickly established.

Standing in the martial arts gym, Liu Ping, holding a pen, drew the **** fist shape one by one, and marked the method of movement on the side.

soon.

The entire **** boxing technique appeared on the wall of the martial arts hall.

The Bailingguan disciple, who has been following him, said: "Little Master, once your martial arts hall is built, I'm afraid it will cause a sensation in the entire capital."

"Why see?" Liu Ping said.

"Martial arts is extremely precious knowledge, and all schools and schools have always cherished themselves, and have never openly practiced it to ordinary people like this." The disciple said.

Liu Ping said: "High-level martial arts cannot be taught to people with poor temperament, otherwise it will definitely harm one party, but this **** boxing technique is not afraid."

He walked to the door of the martial arts hall, and wrote the three characters "Fist wins the door" on the door plaque.

Three big characters of dragons and phoenixes are settled.

Liu Ping took the pen and sighed: "Xu Sheng, what I promised you has been done."

"But I will promote your fist to win the martial arts~www.readwn.com~ not only for you, but also for the people of the world."

"From today, everyone can learn boxing!"

He held his hand towards the disciples who watched outside the door.

Suddenly.

Lines of burning small characters quickly appeared in the void:

"You have completed the boxing technique: Blood Surge, and publicized it widely."

"Task: The beginning of the water begins to gain progress, and the power of the law of water begins to awaken."

"The stronger the law of water, the stronger you are, just like the law of fire."

"Notice:"

"You have obtained a manifestation of the law of water."

"Please continue to make up for all the lost knowledge and inheritance, so that it will focus on the whole system and teach all sentient beings in the world."

Liu Ping suddenly felt that there was something in his arms.

——It seems to be a book.