I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1563

[Chapter 1490: A drink in front of Huayue Tower, test the three-foot sword in your chest]

“Down here, Feng Tingchen.”

“Ye Bansheng is coming here, and the Feng family is full of glory.”

When everyone drooped their clothes and handed over their hands, Feng Tingchen flew out from the sky to greet Half-sage. He was neither humble nor arrogant, making people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze.

There was no sharp aura of a swordsman in his whole body, and he looked like an ordinary old man.

Wearing a simple and simple blue and white sword robe, and matching the long white hair at the temples, it perfectly cultivates the tall man’s erectness and a somewhat free and uninhibited temperament.

“You’re welcome, Mr. Feng.”

Ye Xiaotian turned his eyes indifferently, and the first thing he saw was the sword on Feng Tingchen’s chest and waist.

Twenty-one famous swords, He Jian Tingchen.

The sword is more than three feet long, and the guard is engraved with the image of a red-crowned white crane spreading its wings. The whole body is dark and yellow, and it is otherworldly.

Just like Feng Tingchen, he is unknown and hidden from the world, but he still has a fighting spirit.

Raise your head slightly.

But I saw that the old man had extremely shallow eyebrows and wrinkles on his forehead.

His face was already in his twilight years, but his eyes were brighter and brighter than those of his youth.

“The ancient sword cultivators are all the same. They are polite on the surface, but their heart is as high as the sky…”

Ye Xiaotian cursed in his belly, his body slightly taller, keeping him at the same level as Feng Tingchen, but not beyond.

In terms of cultivation, he is a semi-saint, while Feng Tingchen is just a swordsman.

However, the latter’s combat power is unknown, and I want to see if he is in a state of returning to his true nature, no matter how much different it is from an ordinary semi-saint.

In terms of seniority, Feng Tingchen is extremely old, only one generation below Mei Siren and Yu Tu, and lower than other sword immortals of his generation, such as Gou Wuyue, Rao Yaoyao… who else is there? They’re all a generation older anyway!

Ye Xiaotian had heard of this man’s reputation when he was young. Now that he has come to see him as a saint, he doesn’t dare to act recklessly. He is not such a person.

“Time is very tight. I should have told you everything Mr. Siren should say.” Ye Xiaotian said straight to the point, “Where is the war supervisor of the Feng family? Just follow me to the Central Territory!” “Me.”

Feng Tingchen smiled and pointed at himself.

“You?” Ye Xiaotian was surprised. Isn’t this guy out of touch with the world? How could Xu Xiaoshou be able to blow him into a fight with Beibei?

“And Mr. Yang.” Feng Tingchen said, pointing back.

On the Feng Family Tingfeng Pavilion, another figure of an ancient sword cultivator jumped out.

This man has a thin figure and a towering forehead. With a sword on his back, he has the power to lift mountains.

Completely opposite to Feng Tingchen, his temperament is not restrained, but completely released, like an unsheathed sword.

“Old Yang, cherish the sheep.” Feng Tingchen introduced.

“I’ve met Ye Bansheng.” Yang Xizhi has a goat’s beard, his eyes are so sharp that they can pierce people, and his words are warm and sharp, and he seems to be a man who doesn’t want to be inferior to others.

Yang Xizhi was an old man of the generation of Guyu, Yutu and Meisi, a generation older than Feng Tingchen.

But it was only this year that he was selected as one of the Seven Swordsmen. The two elders in “Two Elders and One Smiling Liu Fuyu” refer to Elder Gu and Elder Yang.

“Second Sword Immortal?”

Ye Xiaotian looked with a half-smile.

For someone like Feng Tingchen, he would talk politely.

Ye Xiaotian likes to stimulate this kind of sharp-edged ancient sword cultivator.

Just like Xiao Qixiu who stimulated his youth, one sentence can bring out many reactions from these temperamental swordsmen.

“Yes.”

Yang Xizhi nodded heavily, without any displeasure or rebuttal. He admitted his ranking frankly, and seemed not to hear the slightest bit of sarcasm in Ye Xiaotian’s words.

Seeing that he took the lead, Ye Xiaotian was not embarrassed.

Gu Jianxiu was very unhappy. Who knew what they were really thinking about at this moment.

Feng Tingchen chuckled and interrupted casually:

“Ye Bansheng is really humorous.”

“However, the new list of Seven Sword Immortals has been initially determined, and the ranking is only temporary. The real results will be revealed when the list is announced. The strength of Mr. Yang is more than this.”

Ye Xiaotian turned around when he heard the sound, thinking that this guy dared to be taller than him when he first came out, and said:

“I have a question, I am curious…”

“This Seven Swords Immortal List is judged by your Feng Family in the Southern Region. , Mr. Yang is on good terms with Mr. Feng and also lives in Fengjia City. I heard that the two of you have a very good friendship, so he went to bed with enough rest.” ”

Then why the “two old men” in “Two Lao Yixiao” are not Yang Lao. Lao is in front, but Gu Lao is in front?”

Yang Xizhi was indifferent, and even moved his eyes to Feng Tingchen, as if he also wanted to hear his answer in front of outsiders.

Feng Tingchen was still chatting and laughing, never being silent or neglecting Ye Bansheng. He smiled and answered and asked:

“If Ye Bansheng wants to ask this…”

“I should answer seriously. According to the evaluation of the ‘Sword Tower’ Come to the queue, why don’t you joke about it to avoid suspicion?”

Ye Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and heard the hidden edge in his words.

Feng Tingchen was indeed not an ordinary person to be able to manage the Feng family in a chaotic place like the Southern Territory.

These words not only directly responded to the suspicion of the “Seven Swordsmen” by those who didn’t know much about it, but also insinuated Ye Xiaotian’s excessive jokes.

However, when he said it, he was so gentle that it was not difficult for people to accept it. At the same time, he kicked the ball back and let the questioner make his own answer and make his own comment based on the attitude of the response.

No targeting, no hostility.

But if you are here to cause trouble, the Feng family is not a good person. They dare to pick up your jokes and have the ability to refute your tit-for-tat!

“Haha…”

Ye Xiaotian laughed and led him away.

Of course he wasn’t here to cause trouble, he was just here to pick up people.

This question was purely out of curiosity, and at most it contained a bit of personal dissatisfaction – of course it was only limited to the height level, not directed at the Feng family.

Seeing Feng Tingchen’s attitude change, he walked down the stairs and skipped the topic:

“It’s just a joke.”

“Then I will take you and Yang Lao to the Central Territory right now? Are there others who want to accompany you? ”

Feng Tingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn’t want to make an enemy of a semi-sage with profound knowledge. He didn’t know how he got into trouble, and he came so violently.

It would be best if everyone could take a step back.

“I am old and can only supervise the battle.”

“The Feng family also has a young man who will accompany them to Yujing City to take charge of official affairs and handle some trivial matters.” ”

Ye Bansheng will take me and the other three, thank you for your hard work. Alright.”

After Feng Tingchen said this, he moved his hand downwards, but failed to attract anyone. His expression changed.

Ye Xiaotian was not in a hurry and cast a curious look.

Feng Tingchen looked back and smiled, turned around and shouted: “Drunk in the wind!”

“Ah, here it comes, here it comes…”

A young figure in white emerged from the Feng family’s mansion.

He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was very handsome, his face was a little red, and his hair was disheveled and wet.

The white shirt on her body was tied with a simple black belt, leaving most of her chest open, and the knot was tied crookedly. It was obvious that she came up in a hurry.

“I’m sorry, Ye Laoyang, Lao Fenglao… Oh no, my old master.”

The young man looked very frightened and apologized repeatedly: “I paid too much attention to Ye Bansheng’s arrival, so I went to take a shower and change clothes, so I was delayed. After a while, I punished myself three times…”

Snap!

As he spoke, he slapped himself, covered his face, and changed his words: “Slap yourself as a punishment, haha, haha.”

This slap was really hard!

The young man’s mouth was crooked, and there were four red marks on his cheeks.

Feng Tingchen could smell the smell of alcohol from a distance, and his face turned livid.

The semi-saint came in person and said not to neglect, not to neglect, but this guy actually went to drink!

How can you shower and change clothes out of respect? It’s just a matter of trying to wash away the smell of alcohol on your body, right?

After giving Ye Bansheng an apologetic look, Feng Tingchen lowered his gaze and moved it to the wine bag on the young man’s waist. Anger arose in his heart and he was about to take action.

“Buzz!”

He Jian Tingchen trembled slightly.

The young man’s hands seemed to be greased and extremely slippery, and he quickly sent the wine bag that he had almost forgotten to the space ring.

“Ah haha… burp.”

This awkward smile was intended to lighten the atmosphere, but he never wanted to laugh out loud and let out a wine burp.

Drunk in the wind, he covered his mouth with all his strength, and with a slightly grateful look in his nervous and excited eyes, he swept the famous sword on the waist of the old family master without leaving a trace. He inhaled wildly through his nose and tried to suck up the smell. At the same time, he said with great embarrassment. :

“Well, it’s getting late.”

“The big guys, please move out quickly. We can’t keep Mr. Siren waiting for too long, right?”

Feng Tingchen almost pulled out the famous sword.

Feng Zhongzui rushed up and hugged his thigh, and at the same time tightly covered He Jian Tingchen.

“Don’t…” he begged.

Feng Tingchen let out a long sigh, then turned around helplessly and said,

“Feng is ashamed that I made Ye Bansheng laugh.”

“This boy is the most talented person among the younger generation of our Feng family, but he is also the most naughty. He always misses the point.”

“If Ye Bansheng is neglected because of this, if Ye Bansheng says one sentence, I will replace him immediately. I will never take him to the Central Territory this time!” ”

Ah?” Feng Zhongzui panicked and held Feng Ting in one hand. Chen refused to leave his thigh, and wrapped his other hand around Ye Xiaotian’s. He burst into tears and said with tears streaming down his face:

“Senior Ye, give me a chance. I really, really, really want to go to the Central Region. I still have a promise… Well, give me a chance anyway!”

As he said this, he could still look back at Yang Xizhi, but it was a pity that he didn’t have a third hand, so he stretched out his legs and tried his best to hook his feet.

Yang Xizhi, who was watching the show while stroking his goatee, suddenly lost his expression and took half a step back.

Drunk in the wind, unable to attract anyone, he sniffed and swallowed, “Old Yang, please tell me something. This opportunity is really rare. I was wrong. I will never drink again…”

Ye Xiaotian He was really angry just now.

In the entire Southern Territory Sinland and the entire Fengjia City, everyone who saw Ye Bansheng coming would drop their clothes and hold their hands in hand as a sign of respect.

This young man smelled of alcohol and was extremely rude. Although his words were sincere, there was no trace of respect in his eyes.

He thought about taking the opportunity to get angry, beat up the Feng family, and then sell favors on the way.

But when he saw that young man dared to use Feng Tingchen’s thigh with one hand and his own thigh with the other, and could reach out his foot to hook Yang Xizhi…

Ye Xiaotian suddenly fell into a trance.

At a certain moment, he felt like he was back in Tiansang Ling Palace.

After returning to a certain idiot who destroyed the Tianxuan Sect, he held a bunch of world-suppressing treasures and dared to reach out and hook the fallen sealing ring under his nose…

like!

so similar!

In this situation, except that the characters don’t match up, the “bad” feeling is exactly the same.

Ye Xiaotian came back to consciousness quickly and waved his hand, saying it didn’t matter. He looked at the boy: “What’s your name?”

“Drunk in the wind!” The boy jumped up, wiped his nose, his eyes were bright, and he patted his chest. , boasting:

“My name is Feng Zhongzui, and I am the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Feng family. The next successor of He Jian Tingchen will of course be the next one, or the next one, or the next one. Patriarch of the Feng Family… Ouch!”

Feng Tingchen struck with his sword, causing a bruise on the back of the boy’s head. He grimaced in pain, and finally sighed, “It made Ye Bansheng laugh.” ”

It doesn’t matter…” Ye Xiaotian looked at the boy in concentration. Covering his head, crouching, crouching, grinning in pain, but still able to raise his eyes and look at the ground, the boy was clearly looking for something. He sighed for no reason, “You are

young and energetic, and some of your tempers are normal. ”

“It’s better than those people who are obviously not old, but pretend to be old-fashioned and have seen through the world and all kinds of life.” ”

Well, he reminds me of a guy…”

“Oh? Who is it?” Feng Tingchen Looking back, it turns out that among the younger generation in the clan, what he likes the most is also Drunken in the Wind, unpretentious, with no eyes for gods and Buddhas, and a natural-born ancient swordsman.

Ye Xiaotian shook his head and did not answer, thinking that you would see him soon.

“Can you leave?” He returned to the topic.

“Okay.” Feng Tingchen nodded, and all the people accompanying him had arrived. Ye Bansheng didn’t mind that Feng Zhongzui was the best.

“Then let’s go!” Ye Xiaotian turned his head and looked at Mr. Yang, who nodded to express that he had no objection.

He looked at Feng Zhongzui again…

The young man was still lowering his body, not paying attention to the big guys around him, and was still looking down at the ground with his head bent.

“Do you have anything else?” Ye Xiaotian’s lips curled up.

“Oh, no! No! Let’s go and leave him alone.” Feng Zhongzui immediately realized that several big guys were waiting for him, and he felt very frightened.

Ye Xiaotian smiled and didn’t ask any more questions. He twirled the space secret formation under his feet and said, “Transportation across domains, you three, be careful.”

Buzz!

The secret formation diagram goes as quickly as it comes.

The entire Fengjia City raised their eyes and looked at the four figures in the sky. Not long after they stopped, they all turned into light and were about to disappear.

At this moment, when the teleportation was about to be completed…

Feng Zhongzui, who had not yet given up searching, suddenly fixed his gaze on the huge preaching mirror on the first viewing platform.

He jumped up high, with ecstasy in his eyes. He held it in front of his mouth with one hand, grabbed the wine bag with the other and shook it wildly. He roared out in the most hysterical way: “Wahahaha

, Xiao Wanfeng, I found you!”

“Stay there and take a good look at your heroic figure, Brother Feng, and me in front of the preaching mirror. Don’t fall in love with me later!” ”

When I come back, don’t forget to make a promise. …Have a drink in front of Huayue Tower and try the three-foot sword in your chest! You will definitely become famous! Then I will be…” ”

Uh-huh, don’t mention your ears! It hurts!”

The vision of cross-domain space transmission disappeared, and high in the sky No one was seen on it.

The well-trained Fengjia City suddenly erupted into heated discussions that had been suppressed for a long time:

“The secret of space! Ye Bansheng is so strong. He directly led the old family master to complete the teleportation all by himself. It’s amazing.”

“Unexpectedly, In this battle between Master Shou and Bei Sword Immortal, my old family master actually wanted to supervise the battle personally, and Mr. Yang also went out. Then why don’t all the Sword Immortals in front of the preaching mirror be there?” “I heard

there is Mr. Si Ren! I I’m so excited. I’ve admired Mr. Siren for a long time. I heard that he is still holding the Taicheng Sword, which is the sword of Mr. Yutu. If you calculate it, Mr. Yutu is also present!” “Master

Shou seems to be blocked. At the gate of Jingdu, you can finally see the frontal battlefield. I’m so looking forward to it…”

The first viewing platform is in front of the Mother Mirror of the Preaching Mirror.

Not only the big names are talking here, there are also some people who pay attention to the details.

At the last moment, Feng Zhongzui had been staring at this place and shouting…

“Speaking of which, who has Mr. Zui made friends with recently, Xiao Wanfeng? Never heard of him, he is also an ancient sword cultivator?”

“Young Master Zui makes a friend every day. , Zeng was drunk in Huayue Tower for three months and never returned. If you count him as a friend, he has friends from all over the world, haha!” ”

He is also a wonderful person. I drank with him. I am really not a compliment. He has a beautiful chest. There are hills and valleys, and mountains and rivers for raising swords. If he had been born a few years earlier, there is no way he would have been able to be among the Seven Swordsmen of this year!” “It’s hard to say

, it’s hard to say, he is too young, but he said that Xiao Wanfeng will become famous, I can It’s rare to hear Mr. Zui give such a high evaluation, and still in front of Ye Bansheng, the old family master, and everyone in Fengjia City!” ”

Who is Xiao Wanfeng? Stand for a moment!”

Look around Everyone held their swords and looked around, but they couldn’t find the rightful owner.

Indeed, as far as Fengjia City is concerned as the “Drunken Young Master” who is famous in the southeast and northwest, Xiao Wanfeng is simply unknown.

Among the major ancient sword cultivating forces nearby, there seems to be no big family with the surname “Xiao”.

But soon, everyone’s focus turned back from the shouts before the wind drunkenly walked away, and returned to the preaching mirror.

Because this huge mother mirror quickly lit up as Ye Bansheng disappeared!

At first, there was a rustling sound, accompanied by blurry picture particles, shadowy and shadowy, floating high in the sky above everyone’s heads like a mirage.

Immediately afterwards, the scenery inside took shape, transforming into a magnificent and prosperous city, with snow falling all over the sky and osmanthus shadows in the wind.

The scent seems to have spread from the Central Region to Fengjiacheng, the first viewing platform in the Southern Region.

“Look!”

“It’s Jade Capital City!”

“What a big city!”

Everyone’s eyes suddenly froze, their faces filled with heat, staring closely at the preaching mirror, witnessing the emergence of a figure on it.

Xiao Wanfeng turned and looked around.

Unlike everyone present, he was still slightly absent-minded and still immersed in the drunken shouts just now.

“I will definitely become famous?”

At that time, he, Xiao Wanfeng, just happened to pass by Huayue Tower. He was stunned by the girls dressed up in gorgeous clothes, and then he jumped down from the three-story building because of the drunken man. He was arrested and forced to drink.

But it was just a drink. The drunken man chatted here and there, chatting happily, and finally he was able to hold his hand and make a promise of “a drink, a sword in the chest”.

He was even so sure that he could succeed.

He even knew…

“Young master Xu knows me, Mr. Zui knows me, but I don’t know me.”

Xiao Wanfeng looked at the preaching mirror, and the familiar yet unfamiliar figure of the nine-tailed young man in black finally emerged.

That got the crowd cheering!

The world seems to be isolated from itself, and the cheers are gradually fading away.

Xiao Wanfeng was still in a daze, and his hand slowly touched his chest, where the sword intent was so hot that he almost felt like gushing out.

“Xuan Cang, can I really do this?”

[End of This Chapter.]