Liu Ping is burying people.

On the ground, the traces of being pressed by the Spirit Stone Mountain had already been dealt with by him.

The cultivators who had already died were buried in coffins by him one by one.

It's not tiring, it's just tedious.

But it can't be helped-

Liu Ping wanted to explain why he buried Wang Cheng.

A certain moment.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and relived the previous scene in his heart.

- It should be possible to hide it.

In addition to killing Wang Cheng, there are actually some strange things that I haven't had time to think about.

Hour.

Liu Ping couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Too much time has passed, but the dark dome has not changed in the slightest.

It should be the time of the year......

No.

There is something wrong with this world.

Liu Ping groaned and took out the string of copper coins from the storage bag.

Most of the cultivators hardly entered the world, so the various sects only prepared some worldly money and goods for the low-level disciples.

This string of copper coins is in line with Liu Ping's identity as a disciple of the Qi Refining Period of a small sect.

In addition to that-

In the world of cultivation, only hexagrams can use copper coins.

Liu Ping took out six copper coins and threw them out, and said in a low voice: "Ding Jia takes turns, and it will come out at four o'clock." ”

Jingle Bell!

The six copper coins slammed into each other, and then they all stood on the ground!

Liu Ping's eyelids jumped.

It can't be, why can't it be calculated?

Although he only has the cultivation of the peak of qi refining at the moment, counting the hour is the simplest hexagram technique.

Liu Ping calmed down, took back the six copper coins with a move of his hand, took a deep breath, and shouted again: "Follow the shadow, the evil luck will appear!"

The copper coin was thrown out again.

They fall to the ground with a crisp sound, but they remain upright, not showing their sides.

Dead.

In the dark night, all six copper coins stood still.

"Receive. ”

Liu Ping said in a hoarse voice.

Six copper coins fell into his trembling hands and were haphazardly shoved back into his storage bag.

Two consecutive hexagram inquiries do not show results.

- Heavenly chaos.

Even the Master has never talked about such a thing, and it is completely beyond the scope of a cultivator's understanding.

At this moment, a spiritual light lit up on the teleportation circle.

Liu Ping turned his head to look and saw invisible fluctuations around the circle, like rippling ripples.

The fluctuations in the space dissipated, and a figure appeared on the circle.

It was the practitioner from before.

He looked around, saw that everything was safe and sound, and said in surprise: "Liu Daoyou, you buried all the dead Daoyou?"

Liu Ping's face was full of sincerity: "There are a few Taoist friends who have fought with me, I think about it, it is better to help them enter the ground with my own hands." ”

The practitioner remembered what he had seen in the barracks earlier.

Except for Liu Ping, everyone else died.

Seriously wounded people who come down from the battlefield and have the slightest chance of being rescued will not be sent here.

Unless the monk in charge of the treatment looks away.

But this is rare.

The cultivator couldn't help but sigh and said, "Liu Daoyou, you have a heart. ”

He stepped forward and buried the remaining corpses with Liu Ping.

- Wang Cheng's matter was naturally skipped.

When all the bodies were buried, the practitioner handed Liu Ping a token and a gourd.

"What is this?" asked Liu Ping.

"In the gourd is a healing medicine, as for the token - because your situation has been verified layer by layer, so Shangfeng gave this token, you have to take this token to the Western Wilderness camp, where several adults are seated, and they will have a new placement for you. "The cultivator said.

"A must go. He emphasized.

"I see, I see, thank you. Liu Ping said.

He opened the gourd and sniffed it, drank all the liquid in one gulp, and then took the token and looked at it carefully.

The token is engraved with a small spatial connection array, which is inlaid with six spirit stones to provide power to the array.

This token has two coordinates, one is the current burial place, and the other is the Western Wilderness Camp.

If Liu Ping holds the token and stands in the teleportation circle in the burial place, the teleportation circle will automatically connect with the token, activate another coordinate embedded in the token, and teleport him to the Western Wilderness camp.

Vice versa.

- Only, this token is a one-time thing.

Liu Ping looked at the token and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the teleportation circle.

Why is this teleportation circle so broken?

Does it really still work?

The cultivator bowed his hand to Liu Ping and said, "The task here has been completed, then, I have to leave as well." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Liu Ping.

"There seems to be something new on the front line, and all the second-line personnel have been transferred - my uncle and I are among them. "The cultivator said.

Liu Ping was stunned.

Wait a minute!

Who won the battle between the Terrans and the demons?

And the sky is always dark.

Covered by the heavenly machine.

Hexagrams that cannot be calculated.

The cultivator in front of him is only in the Qi refining period, and his strength is low, so he is in charge of the tomb here, and I am afraid that he doesn't know too many things.

Liu Ping's heart flashed, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait a minute, what time is it at this time?"

The cultivator sighed and said, "It's just over the hour, and it's already the hour. ”

Liu Ping slowly looked at the sky.

Hour......

It's not like it's a time at all.

The cultivator turned around and walked into the teleportation circle, turned his head to look at him deeply, and said:

"A word of advice to you, you'd better leave immediately, or later. ”

Liu Ping was stunned.

What does this mean?

I saw a flash of spiritual light, and the cultivator had been teleported away.

In the cemetery, there was no sound again, like the silent deep sea, falling into infinite silence.

"Got it, there will be a date later. ”

Liu Ping arched his hand towards the empty teleportation array, then looked at the token in his hand, stood in place and thought for a few breaths.

The heavenly machine is obscured, and it is impossible to calculate the bad luck.

The sect is extinct.

The master did not take the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill, and he must have fallen at this time.

In the past, I followed my master to walk the world, made friends from all walks of life, did countless vigorous things, and secretly saved a spirit stone every year, wanting to open the fake magic power of the sequence......

There are so many memories that I can't go back.

From then on, he was alone in heaven and earth.

Liu Ping was silent for a few breaths and suppressed his emotions.

- In any case, you must first report to the camp of the Western Wilderness.

Compared to the burial ground, the Western Wilderness Camp with many cultivators was obviously safer.

Besides, the token in his hand is a military order.

A Qi refining cultivator of his own small sect would be killed on the spot if he disobeyed the order during the war.

The mind has been decided.

Liu Ping took a big stride and soon came to the teleportation circle.

Suddenly—

The flickering character unfolded quickly, turning into lines of small print again:

"Warning!"

"The death of the tracker seems to have caused a chain reaction. ”

"The laws of time and space are starting to become unstable. ”

This sequence is determined as follows: "

"Something unknown is invading the current world. ”

Liu Pingqi said: "Chain reaction? What does this mean?"

He asked, but his movements became faster and faster, and he had already reached the teleportation circle in three or two steps.

The next moment-

There was a sound of sooting coming from the burial ground in the distance.

Liu Ping's whole body froze.

He slowly turned his head to look.

Distance.

Cemetery.

Wang Cheng crawled out of the ground, and the dirt and coffin that buried him were lifted aside.

A chill rose behind Liu Ping.

Suddenly, he remembered the monk's words:

"A word of advice to you, you'd better leave immediately, or later. ”

Does the other party know something?

By the way, when Wang Cheng appeared for the first time, the other party also happened to avoid it.

The more Liu Ping thought about it, the more weird he felt.

Counting up, Wang Cheng is already resurrected for the second time.

In the cultivation world, I have never heard of such a thing.

Even if it was himself, he took the Divine Pill when he was about to die, and then he was reborn, changed his past life, and started over.

In the whole world, there is only one pill of the Divine Pill.

Moreover, even if it was a divine pill, it would be impossible to save those corpses that had already been cold.

Is this what a tracker is called?

Sand...... Sand...... Sand......

In the distance, Wang Cheng walked towards Liu Ping step by step, and said in a low voice: "You killed Wang Cheng?"