I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1554

[Chapter 1481 The holy and holy slaves gather together to talk about affairs in the land of sin]

Chapter 1485 The holy and holy slaves gathered together and talked about the affairs in the land of sin

. They entered the Fugui Inn. After the extremely arrogant “Dao Qiongang” entertained the crowd, he followed the cheers and looked at the young man in black robes beside the wall.

He closed his sleeves and sat across from the square table.

Not to mention, this ride really shows off something different from the “Southern Territory Paralysis”.

Dao Qiongcang is so upright!

He sat under the window, and the golden glow of the setting sun shone in, making the entire Fugui Inn a little brighter.

Immediately there was a whisper at the door:

“I’m so impressed, this pretty face looks so high-end. I immediately understood what ‘Pengpi Shenghui’ means.

” “Shenghui” is a word like this?”

“What do you think, it

‘s a waste of money.” “Fuck! Honestly, what does ahzhapocai mean?!”

“It means helping you get rich.”

“Oh, that’s it…hehe “Thank you very much, brother. I’ll lend you some chicken salt, haha!”

at the table by the window.

Unlike the banter in the room, Tears Shuangxing’s vigilance was almost at its highest.

He never thought that in a dirty place like the Southern Territory, he would encounter these three bright and righteous people!

The spiritual thoughts swept over Gou Wuyue and Weifan one by one, and finally settled on the table.

With tears in his eyes, he spoke in a deep voice:

“Dao Qiongcang!”

Dao Qiongcang shook his head and laughed, making the sunset lose its color. He responded heavily:

“With tears in his eyes!”

Someone burst out laughing outside the door and covered his mouth. He scoffed, digging his toes into the ground:

“No, they exchanged names so seriously, I felt embarrassed watching an acquaintance act.”

“Me too…”

“Shut up, maybe he is from a theater troupe, Just watch.”

“Hahaha, that’s right.”

The two people in front of the square table were unmoved.

Dao Qiongcang could not bear the embarrassment and loneliness so much that he opened his mouth with tears:

“What do you mean?”

These words suddenly made everyone remember what happened just now, and it was obvious that he followed the word “no”. , the rebuttal was the old store manager’s personal “reasonable speculation”.

Dao Qiongcang spread his hands and said, “It’s not interesting. I’ve done the fortune telling for you. You shouldn’t be in the Southern Territory now. Yujing City is very suitable for you.” “Farewell to me,

you are no longer the master of the Dao Palace!” Someone outside the door pointed out. error.

Dao Qiongcang said “Oh”, turned around and waved with a smile: “Brother, you are right, it’s time for me to use “My Holy Spirit” now.” The

crowd at Fugui Inn suddenly burst into laughter again.

Tears couldn’t laugh, but the same sentence was still there: “What do you mean?”

“It probably means that the old shop owner’s speculation is indeed reasonable, and I also speculated like this. The murder of Lei’s family cannot be predicted today, decades later. Master Shou can really dig it out for you. If you miss it, you won’t be able to catch the fun.” Dao Qiongcang’s voice was indifferent.

“No, Dao Qiongcang, you are the brother of the master of Xuanji Palace. Which side are you on?” Someone outside the door looked unhappy. How can I act if this position is wrong?

“Yes, the Holy Slave and the Holy Temple are enemies. How can you sit together and chat, let’s start a fight!” ”

That’s right, let’s fight!”

A group of people started to make noises, but Wei Kuang couldn’t listen anymore. King of Hell Yan shook the ground and shouted:

“Shut up!”

The Fugui Inn was completely silent.

“There is something, this God of Death…”

“Don’t mess with him, don’t mess with him, he is really murderous.”

Dao Qiongcang could still turn around and joke:

“You said that this saint has been betrayed, let alone I am the master of the Holy Temple Hall, why do I still want to enmity with the Holy Slaves?” ”

Isn’t it more reasonable for me to cooperate with them, kill the Holy Mountain together, and take back my seat?”

In the dark, Gou Wuyue supported him. Well, Shen Chen closed her eyes.

He regretted it again and followed him…

“It makes sense.” ”

Good brother, you have some psychological understanding of Dao Qiongcang. Keep acting! If you perform well, you will be rewarded!”

Dao Qiongcang suddenly raised his voice, “Then Thank you in advance.”

“Hahaha, reward!” A bag of spiritual crystals was thrown directly outside the door.

Tears Shuangxing could hardly believe what was happening in the inn.

Dao Qiong Cangzhen bent down, picked up the bag of spiritual crystals, sat back in his chair, and poured himself a cup of tea to soothe his throat.

“You…”

He was a little speechless for a moment, and he choked for a while before he could speak: “How can you find my location?” ”

You said we were passing by and met by chance, do you believe it?”

Dao Qiongang drank the whole drink in one gulp, put down the teacup, and raised his finger He tapped lightly on the table and said, “We are destined to meet each other. I will tell you a fortune and give you face by selling Master Shou. This is reasonable and reasonable.” ”

Master Shou?” Someone outside the door was surprised.

“Of course!” Dao Qiongcang clasped his fists in the direction of the Holy Mountain in the Central Territory and said with emotion:

“They said that it was this saint who liberated the ghost beasts and greedy gods. I don’t know how much Xu Xiaoshou has been tortured now. How painful it is!”

“I cherish my life very much… No, I am afraid that Master Shou will bring all the saint slaves to me to fight for my life. As soon as I figure out that there is an opportunity here, I will rush over and make a good relationship.” ”

It’s not too late to make amends!”

This line is so powerful.

The people in the circle outside the door couldn’t help but take part in the plot. They felt that they had gone to the distant Jade City, and what they saw before them was the sky of the true way. It didn’t look like a pretense.

“Your troupe is pretty cool. What’s your name? Are you going to support them later?” someone shouted.

Upon hearing this, Dao Qiongcang quickly stood up, clasped his fists and bent down, saying, “We are members of the Tianji Divine Sect.”

When Wei Kuang saw this, he couldn’t help but look away.

Gou Wuyue buried her head in the depths of the darkness, almost ashamed to see anyone.

“Tianji Divine Sect?”

Not only the innkeepers were surprised.

With tears flowing down his face, he suddenly raised his bamboo hat and looked moved.

“Master Shou once had a battle with me in Qingyuan Mountain. He was a little behind, but there is something he said that is right…” Dao Qiongcang paused, then threw off his long sleeves and turned into an actor and sang. :

“The flesh and blood are weak, and the sky is soaring~~~”

The people outside the door trembled, and some people were shouted away by the voice, “Damn, it’s really ugly.”

“Are you serious?”

Unable to remain calm in tears, he stood up.

If Dao Qiongang did not come because of the dispute between Dao, it is very likely that he really came to form a good relationship.

“Don’t believe it?” Dao Qiongcang stopped teasing, turned around and pinched his fingers in front of Gou Wuyue.

Bang bang bang!

His fingertips quickly pinched out a bright golden light.

Finally, with a distant finger, the golden light leaped towards the direction of Jade Capital in the Central Region.

“Let me do the math for you again. You really shouldn’t be in the Southern Territory, whether it’s for the Seven Swordsmen or any other mission.” “At

this time, you should go to the Central Territory, and you must rush there non-stop.” ”

Otherwise, you should go to the Central Territory.” …” Dao Qiongcang paused, attracting everyone’s curiosity, and then he laughed out loud:

“The secret must not be revealed.”

Fugui Inn exploded again.

“Fuck! I can’t bear it!”

“Is it really installed for you? It’s also a secret of heaven. If you tell me the damn secret after “otherwise”, I will reward you again!”

Dao Qiongcang shook his head frequently this time, not for the five buckets of spiritual crystals. And bowed, “As I said, the secret must not be leaked, just don’t leak it.”

Everyone rolled up their sleeves.

Dao Qiongcang hurriedly changed his words: “But if you all join my Tianji Divine Sect, I can reveal a little bit of the secrets of Tianji… It will be just around the corner to be crowned a god and ancestor.”

Everyone was happy again.

“Preacher!”

“After a long time, it turns out that I am really here to preach. I am so angry. The Tianji Divine Sect has been very popular recently. Is there such a way of preaching?” “Not to mention,

there is something in this Dao Qiantian. That was just now “Pinch your fingers to divine calculations” is the real thing, right?”

“The descendant of Jinmen Shu?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know, flesh and blood are suffering, and the secret of heaven is soaring, it’s kind of interesting…” Someone seemed to be moved.

“Damn it! Don’t think that if you hang around me, I won’t recognize that you are also an actor. Get away!”

“Ouch…”

There was a commotion at the door.

The twins of tears swept through the pair of holy swordsmen again, but they fell into deep thought.

Dao Qiongtian will never travel thousands of miles away to amuse himself…

But!

“But there must be some reason for you to appear here. Who are you waiting for, Ba Zunzun?” Dao Qiongcang suddenly said.

Tears flowed like being woken up, reading minds?

He even copied the magic staff and was ready to go.

The Fugui Inn trembled with fear, the sword intent passed over everyone’s robes, and the doors and windows opened with a bang.

Suddenly Gou Wuyue stood up in the darkness, and the sudden desolation flowed like water waves, and finally disappeared without a trace.

“Huh?” The people in the inn didn’t know how serious it was, they just felt that the danger just now had been wiped away.

“What the hell?”

“A magical feeling…”

“Yes! They have some skills, two ancient sword cultivators…”

“No!” Someone suddenly shouted in shock, “This man with tears in his eyes is not a human being. Is it genuine?”

This sound seemed to wake up some holes in people’s thoughts, and suddenly another excited voice exploded in the distance:

“Here they come! It turns out they are from a theater troupe!”

“The Eight Masters are here. There are storytellers, these two have been very active recently. They have been shopping everywhere, and they all ended up here!”

The crowd at Fugui Inn seemed to be wiped away by a big hand.

Dao Qiongcang, Wei Kuang, and Gou Wuyue turned around and looked away with tears in their eyes. They also held his bamboo hat and pointed it in the direction outside the door.

“Buzz!”

The magic staff was suddenly startled.

Nulan’s voice was even buzzing.

This special effect is simply amazing. Just when everyone was feeling amazed, they looked back at the opening of the crowd in front of them, and heard a loud laugh from a distance: ”

Old slut, thirty years of being the master of the palace have sealed you. Now after liberation, we are ushering in “Have you gone through your adolescence?”

“Thirty miles away, I can smell the filthy smell on your body, which is more distinctive than your innate swordsmanship!”

The crowd suddenly made a noise.

When the eight lifelike and lifelike storytellers walked into the inn, everyone was shocked.

With tears streaming down his face, he lowered his head and drew his magic staff without coming out.

Dao Qiongcang’s eyes flickered, he smiled and groaned, silently waiting for the visitor from afar.

The one-armed Gou Wuyue holds Nulan’s voice in her hand – it turns out that this person is the best. His eyes are so complicated, with surprise, unwillingness, joy, and concentration…

He turned a former friend, On a different road today, the image of the sword fairy who once lost his arm due to a dispute over the avenue, but returned it because of the love of giving the sword, was vividly performed.

Almost everyone in the inn was in awe!

“Is this a missionary thing?”

“Okay, okay, Tianji Divine Sect… I remember this name. You guys have something.”

Bazunzi strode into the inn.

In front of Dao Qiongcang, he didn’t look as sickly as before.

After nodding at his mortal enemy with a smile, he took the lead to look at the pair of tears, threw out a jade talisman and said,

“Put down the others first.”

“Contact Xuan Wuji first, and then go to the central domain. There is no need to go through the cross-domain formation.” , remember to speed up the pace.”

“Dao Qiongcang is right, Jade City needs you now.”

She grabbed the jade talisman with tears in her eyes, as if she still couldn’t believe it.

But the Eight Masters have said so. Even if he doesn’t believe it, he can only believe that the sky is really helping him… like a dream!

“Farewell.”

When I thought about what happened in Jade City, it might be related to my sister, I burst into tears without saying a word and disappeared.

“Is this going too fast?”

The entire Fugui Inn surrounded him three times inside and three times outside.

It doesn’t matter that Tears left early, the ones who are left behind are the big names.

Gou Wuyue, Dao Qiongcang, and the Eight Masters. Counting them carefully, there are three of the ten seats here.

In addition, the teahouse storyteller has been famous for a long time, and the three emperors are not crazy.

No one knows where this drama will lead in the end, but the only thing that is certain is…

“The Tianji Divine Sect is a bit powerful!”

…

The Eight Masters left in tears, finally looking back.

Dao Qiongcang looked up and faced this familiar old friend.

The battle of the ten thrones seems like yesterday…

The battle of Void Island is vivid in my mind…

Over the years, all kinds of bloodshed, both overt and covert, have never ceased.

The former supreme leader of the Holy Temple met the leader of the overlord of the dark forces, the Holy Slave, in the Sinful Land of the Southern Territory. However, this was the first time the two sides met outside of the battlefield.

Behind each of them, there is the storyteller, Gou Wuyue, who looks rather resentful in comparison.

The God of Death, Wei Kuang, looked around, knowing that he had nothing to do with him, so he took the seat first.

The small wealthy inn, under the gazes of all the Taoists, seemed to have caused a huge flood that could swallow up the five regions.

Just when everyone felt that it was time for a fight…

several people in the field actually looked at each other and smiled.

“Sit!” Dao Qiongcang pointed to the tea table where Wei Feng was sitting. There were still a few empty seats there.

“No, no, no, Dao Palace Master, please go first.” Bazunzun also extended his hand.

“No, no, no, no, I am already the former master of the palace, and you are still the leader of the holy slaves.” Dao Qiongcang squeezed out a wry smile.

“Oh? Is there such a thing? Then…” The Eight Masters turned to look at Gou Wuyue, “Wuyue Sword Immortal should take the seat first!”

Gou Wuyue’s mouth twitched, he could no longer stand the hypocrisy of these people. , glanced at the storyteller, and said in a solemn voice:

“After Burning the Qin, there was a teahouse, and I chased you from the Central Region to the Eastern Region, from Qinglong County to the Eighth Palace…” ”

I never thought that I would be able to see you in the Southern Region.”

The storyteller Ning Honghong covered her mouth and smiled softly. She moved her waist and hips slightly. She was the second to take the seat. She smiled sweetly and said: ”

Brother Wuyue is no longer the master in white clothes. Don’t want to take him to Guizhe Holy Mountain. After feeding those jackals, tigers and leopards, people are scared to death.”

After a pause, the storyteller glanced at Gou Wuyue’s severed arm and exclaimed: “Hey! What’s going on? You’re such a swordsman, why? Is your arm broken?”

“Damn it!” Wei Kuang couldn’t bear it any longer and stood up, slapping the table and asking, “Can you speak properly!” The

storyteller glanced away, his long legs almost touching Wei Kuang’s chest. , looked around and saw no one in sight:

“Huh? Where is someone talking? Why is there no one there?”

Wei Fang suddenly became murderous, took out the King of Hell’s Banquet, and was about to chop it down.

Dao Qiongcang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, “It’s all in the past. You all are destined to gather here today. Let’s ignore the past and only talk about the future. How about it?” “Oh? The loyal

lackeys of the Holy Temple are finally going to fall into darkness?” Storyteller Smiling.

“Presumptuous!” Wei Kuang glared coldly and tightened his grip on the knife.

“Good sword.” The Eight Masters glanced away, and with a buzzing sound, the King of Hell’s Banquet trembled violently, and silver-white sword thoughts formed on it.

“The sword belongs to the sword, and the sword belongs to the sword. Now that the sword has been sealed, do you want to break the skill?” Gou Wuyue came over with a focused gaze, and Nu Lan unsheathed her sword with a sonorous sound.

“Oh, my sword.” The eight masters looked back, and the demon sword trembled, as if it was about to fly back.

“No, it’s my sword!” Gou Wuyue’s eyes were full of sword intent, and Nu Lan’s voice was filled with green light, which actually overturned the silver-white sword intent.

“Is there a breakthrough?” Ba Zunzhen’s eyes lit up and he glanced at Gou Wuyue one more time. “Did the Hua Chang Lantern irritate you?” “It’s

not just me. I’m afraid you can’t help it anymore, right?”

“No, no… …”

“We are all familiar with each other. It is better to meet after hearing for a long time. Today, I will give you a try on behalf of Yan Lao!” ”

Why is this short brother so irritable?”

“That’s enough! Speak to me!”

“If others don’t comply, Where?”

“Then die -”

Fugui Inn roared with murderous intent.

Suddenly, another sword thought exploded in all directions.

Then thousands of green mo swords flew out and turned into the Qinghe Sword World.

But all this was compressed and condensed in an instant, and was collected into the Yin and Yang Book of Life and Death…

The people outside the door were shocked.

“Holy shit… is this all true?!”

Dao Qiongcang couldn’t bear the chaos anymore. With a burst of holy power, the entire Fugui Inn exploded into pieces:

“That’s enough!”

“We’re all here to discuss cooperation!”

“Give me some face!”

“Bazun, give me some face too!”

Before Bazun could say anything, Dao Qiongang said that he was the first to perform the attack, and he said with a click of his tongue:

“Oh, what you said, So this is how it feels?”

Thank you [yckwan1] for the big reward for Yu Zhiwen!

Xiaoyu is caught in a dilemma and unable to speak, but I will add more to advance the rhythm of the plot.

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