I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1584

[Chapter 1511: The hidden name of Meiyu corresponds to the time, and the eight gates of planting grains become life and death.]

The world comes into view again.

Xu Xiaoshou saw shocked faces.

They looked at themselves and the kendo board at their feet. Their faces and eyes were overflowing with disbelief, eagerness, and a touch of jealousy.

Whether it’s Mei Siren, Feng Tingchen, Liu Fuyu, Guyu…

Bang!

Xu Xiaoshou slapped his face fiercely: “Wake up!”

Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and everyone either blinked their eyes wildly or slapped them secretly.

The secret formation diagram under Xu Xiaoshou’s feet was put back, but the reality told everyone that it was no illusion just now.

“Is it over?” Mei Siren came back to his senses in a daze.

“It’s over.” Xu Xiaoshou looked over with a smile.

“Have you gained a little bit?” On one side, Gu Yu said solemnly.

“I gained a little bit.”

Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at the player who was supposed to be the third one to challenge him. He was still an old player. He said with a smile:

“The person I am now is no better than I was then. It’s me.”

“I know what Mr. Gu wants to say, but at this time…” He paused, “Mr. Gu should also know what I want to say.”

Gu Yu’s face was extremely serious, Hearing the sound, he remained silent.

How could he not see that Xu Xiaoshou had not only gained a little, but also gained a lot? Moreover, his current level of swordsmanship had most likely risen to more than one level, and he might even have surpassed him!

Such monsters are no better than ordinary people. They should be understood to be on the same level as the Eight Deities, beings who can transcend eras and ignore the time gap.

But…

retreat?

After thinking about this, Gu Yu lost his mind.

The secluded cave flashed through his mind, which delayed him for an era; he

flashed back to the pastoral life that he had abandoned when he climbed Guizhe Holy Mountain, and the dreams he planted when he was young were only in the fields when he grew old. Will never be able to bloom vivid flowers;

it has flashed past the semi-holy person in the Holy Palace. Only by possessing it, can I have the slightest possibility to catch up with the footsteps of others;

flashed past…

flashed past Too much too much.

Finally, the scene froze and flashed to the young man in front of him.

Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and this is the case. If I don’t fight, fight, or fight, how can I reach the final state of ancient swordsmanship?

If you retreat this time, you will not only avoid its sharp edge, you will also avoid the ancient sword cultivator’s indomitable path, and you will avoid the rest of your life!

So…

should we still avoid it?

Gu Yu suddenly smiled with relief.

The answer was actually given when he took the initiative to seek an opportunity at Guizhe Holy Mountain.

“Xu Xiaoyou, give it a try.”

Gu Yu said, slowly raising his sword.

At this moment, everyone could feel the condensed sword intent around them.

The sword intention was very light and shallow, with a feeling of being aloof from the world, floating lightly in the wind and snow, like mist rising.

After careful consideration, there is a deep edge inside, but it is not that the swordsmanship is hidden but not used, but it seems…

contradictory?

Xu Xiaoshou frowned.

This was the first time he felt such a weird sword intent.

Guyu does give people the feeling that he does not fight, but at this moment he wants to fight again. People are like swords. At this moment when his sword is unsheathed, people feel that he is “out of place”!

For no reason, Xu Xiaoshou felt a throbbing feeling of wind and snow. He frowned and glanced at Mr. Siren, asking for instructions in his eyes.

“Alas…”

Mei Siren let out a long sigh, without even responding, waving his paper fan and walked away from the battlefield.

This time he walked so decisively that Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t even see clearly what was on his paper fan.

No intervention?

Also, at this point, every old man has his own choice.

Now that Gu Yu has spoken, it means that he has thought about everything, including achieving passion or accepting failure.

No matter how much outsiders say or persuade…

it’s useless!

“Come again?” Feng Zhongzui outside the field just grabbed the preaching mirror and pointed it at the upcoming battlefield. Ignoring the cold gaze of the old family master, he said excitedly:

“The third battle of the Seven Swordsmen… Master Shou… After enlightenment, will you fight the number one swordsman in the first ranking?”

“Two old men smiled at Liu Fuyu, and Hua came to the north to welcome him. This is the last one, and he will fight the strongest one!” ”

It is worth mentioning that he The strongest at that time may not necessarily be the highest at this moment, because we all saw Master Shou’s epiphany just now… almost all of his secret formations of swordsmanship lit up!” ”

Then, is it true or false, is it a mule or a horse? We’ll find out in the first battle!”

It must be said that Feng Zhongzui is very good at finding these gimmicks.

Not only did these words make the spectators in the five realms look excited and hungry, but even Yang Xizhi’s face next to him didn’t look very good.

It was as if the Second Sword Immortal was nothing…

“It’s called ‘Mei Ziyu’, a second-grade spiritual sword.”

There was a rather lamentable voice in the field. The image of the missionary mirror was enlarged in time, and the voice was also enlarged:

” A long, long time ago, it was already a second-grade spiritual sword.” ”

I have traveled through countless mountains and rivers with me, and fought countless people, including the Yutu and Meisi people you are familiar with…”

But Seeing Gu Yu’s fingers gently stroking the sword body, Mei Ziyu trembled slightly and hummed spiritually.

Compared with the four fierce swords, Emperor Sword Duzun, Yan Mang, Hu, etc., it is quite quiet.

Xu Xiaoshou looked along.

This sword is apricot-colored, three feet long and three fingers wide. There are gray spots on the sword, like raindrops, and the sword is covered with a layer of mist, which is extremely mysterious.

“What a sword.”

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but praise.

The quality of a sword depends not only on its grade, but also on its aura.

Although Mei Ziyu is of the second grade, I think it just lacks the nourishment of fame. But Fan Guyu didn’t have that retreat in the last era. Come to think of it… After thinking for a while,

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to understand why this old man didn’t seem to be fighting for it, but at this moment he was It’s time to get excited.

Seven Sword Immortals, fight for the name!

“Ugh——”

Xu Xiaoshou also pulled out the Tibetan Ku, and the third level beat the second level. This is the best battle to become famous!

Watching the luck of the swordsmanship, the sword finger stroked, Zangku screamed strangely, and the sword began to twist like a blood-thirsty maggot.

Full of spirituality.

and spiritual perversion.

Not at the same level at all.

Looking at some of the curled blades and damages on the Zangku Sword, Xu Xiaoshou laughed and said with the same sadness:

“It’s called Zangku. When I was young, it was just a ninth-grade spiritual sword…”

Feng Zhongzui His eyes suddenly lit up, and he realized that Master Shou was about to tell the story about him and the sword.

This is huge news. No matter how everyone digs it up before, it can’t be as true as the person involved himself telling it!

If he fights against the Sword Immortal three times in a row, Master Shou will become famous all over the world.

His earliest sword, which concealed the secret of suffering, was sure to make waves once it was passed down to the world.

As a result, the preaching mirror gave up on the First Sword Immortal Gu Lao and aimed at Master Meng and his black sword. It was so fine that even the pits on the sword were magnified.

Xu Xiaoshou was aroused by Gu Lao’s words, and he said with some emotion:

“When I was in the Spiritual Palace, I had not yet awakened, and my talent was indeed eclipsed by that of others. Even Baiyun Youyou, the first form of the Baiyun Sword Technique, had mastered it three times. Years of fruitlessness.”

“And of all the assets I have, this ninth-grade spiritual sword is the most valuable. It is called “Hiding Suffering”, which means everything in the past. If it is hidden away, maybe there will be a peaceful future. A good result?”

As he spoke, Xu Xiaoshou’s mood sank and he sank into the boring, closed and lightless white ward.

He was silent for a few breaths and then said:

“I am also in seclusion.”

“I am fighting for supremacy in a small outer courtyard.”

“I told myself that there is only one last chance left. If I don’t succeed, I will be benevolent!”

“Actually, I failed…”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled, raised his head, looked at Mei Ziyu, glanced at Gu Lao, and finally his eyes returned to Zangku.

Zangku seemed to feel his master’s low mood, he didn’t dare to shake it so much, and made a comforting sound.

He suddenly straightened up and then curled up, releasing the sharp sword energy, about to pierce into the master’s heart and get intimate.

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the broken sword, shook his head and laughed:

“I died once.”

“Or more than once.”

“But who in this world has not died several times?”

He looked at Mr. Gu: ” Fate has brought us to where we are today, so we no longer have to cling to the past. Letting go is easier, right?”

Feng Zhong was stunned for a moment.

Mei Si was stunned.

All the spectators in the five regions were stunned, feeling that there seemed to be a lot in Master Shou’s words, but no one knew why.

Guyu pondered and looked at Zangku. He didn’t expect that this sword, which was so short in age, had so many stories.

But in the end, she only mentioned Mei Ziyu and said firmly:

“Yes, little friend Xu, it is indeed easier to let go.” ”

But if I suffer, life will be a life-threatening situation. At the end of the day, why not give it a try and see if I can break free from this shackles?” Where are the restraints?”

“It’s just like you said…” Gu Yu looked determined, raised the sword in his hand and said,

“If you don’t succeed, you will become a benevolent person?”

Therefore, everyone lives under strict rules. Do you want to escape the trapped beast but can’t?

Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the day. Without saying a word, he also raised his sword and touched it with Gu Lao’s.

Oops…

the invisible sword intent swings away.

On the battlefield, two fervent voices came out that had nothing to do with themselves but only the name of the sword:

“Mei Ziyu, please fight!”

“Zangku, please fight!”

The spectators in front of the preaching mirror were instantly excited.

Feng Zhongzui grabbed the mirror and said excitedly:

“In the third battle of the Seven Sword Immortals, you are not fighting for the Sword Immortal self, but you are fighting for the name of these two swords?”

Not only he saw it, At this moment, the ancient sword cultivators around the battlefield all understood the plans of Gu Yu and Xu Xiaoshou:

it doesn’t matter what the outcome is. After this battle, Mei Ziyu and Zang Ku will definitely become famous!

After Gu Lao touched the sword, he took the lead to distance himself, but did not take action immediately. Instead, he laughed loudly and said: ”

Xu Xiaoyou, Gu knows that you have gained something, so you won’t be too embarrassed.”

“My whole life. He has fought countless battles and lived in seclusion; he gained enlightenment during the war and gained insights in the countryside, and he also realized a set of swordsmanship and several realms…”

Gu Yu snorted his smile, and his expression returned to solemnity:

“I only came out three times. Sword, please give me your advice!” ”

If you can catch these three swords, Gu will be willing to help you reach the top of the Seven Swords Fairy, and you can use them at will in the future.” ”

If you can’t, retreat after the war. How about returning the Jade Capital City and promising not to come near this place for at least a month?”

After hearing this, Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of joking: “I don’t take advice seriously, but Mr. Gu… I’m going to lose a lot if I bet like this. .”

“Hahahaha!”

Gu Yu raised his head and laughed, but then shook his head: “No, you won’t lose. Even if you gain a little, you will gain a lot from fighting with Gu!” ”

Okay! !”

Xu Xiaoshou immediately responded in a loud voice, not bothering to engage in intrigue anymore and raised the price.

He wanted to see what kind of ability this so-called old man had. He dared to talk like this after he had shown the true secrets of swordsmanship, and boasted that he could gain more.

“Bring your horses over here!”

The battle is about to break out.

The preaching mirror expanded in a flash, covering the entire battlefield.

By the way, he also gave reactions to Mei Siren, Feng Tingchen, Liu Fuyu and other ancient sword cultivators who were watching the battle at the corner below.

At the same time, Feng Zhongzui was talking very fast, and he would first explain a few words to the ignorant:

“Master Shou, I won’t go into it.”

“Lao Guyu, Guyu, why is he at the top of the first list of Seven Sword Immortals this year? “The First Sword Immortal”?”

“Lao Gu entered Taoism with the Nine Swordsmanship when he was young, and later practiced other swordsmanship. Huan Wanqing has his own talents, and Mo Wuxin is very accomplished. The only regret is that he is not good at the ghost swordsmanship. ”

Lao Gu is too senior. He is superior to superior…anyway, he was a man from many eras ago. He can discuss illusions with Mr. Yu Tu, discuss the mind with Mr. Si Ren, and talk with Mr. Yang Xi, Mr. Yang and Feng Tingchen.” The master of my old family… finally ended up with the love swordsmanship and became the master of swordsmanship.” ”

It can be said that he is the most standard ancient swordsman, impartial, neutral and peaceful, and he is the purest swordsman except Liu Fuyu and Liu Jianxian. The road to the shadow of Shengulou!”

“And now!”

Feng Zhongzui looked at Gu Lao’s starting hand gesture, which seemed to be a formation of nine swords, and shouted: “I’ll make a blind guess at his first sword, which should be the most famous “Zhonggu Eight Swords”!” Brush

.

The wind and snow stopped.

The climate on the battlefield has actually turned slightly warmer, giving the impression that the cold is about to end and spring is coming.

Wait…

it’s not an illusion!

It’s really getting warmer, and even the climate has changed?

Xu Xiaoshou held his breath, feeling the wind and snow melting around him, and the dead branches turning green. Finally, he couldn’t help but glance at the old swordsman opposite.

“Go!”

But seeing Guyu throw up the plum rain, the spiritual sword shook, splitting into eight phantoms, and slowly turned down.

Buzz…

The sword roared immediately.

All kinds of weather images come out of Guyu like waves, including the dawn of spring rain, the scorching heat in the forest, the silence of autumn in the autumn, and the glaciers in the cold winter.

The weather changes in the four seasons, and soon returns to the two phases, resulting in the reversal of yin and yang, and the chaos of day and night.

Eventually, the sky becomes clear and the earth becomes turbid again, converging into one qi, transforming into chaos for thousands of miles.

“Love Swordsmanship, Red Dust Sword, and Weather Appearance!”

When Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be feeling something, Zui Zhong in the distance exclaimed, and then he shouted loudly: ”

Everyone must have heard of Sword Master Rao. The appearance of all living beings, Mr. Siren’s appearance of teacher and student.”

“Youdao is the way of the world of mortals, and all living beings are supreme, but in fact, how can the appearance be superior or inferior? It is just the shadow of the sword god Gulou who cultivates the appearance of the world of mortals, and the appearance reaches the heart of the human heart. I regard the mortal world as my respect.”

“However, apart from the mortal world, the way of teacher and student can also unite thousands of beliefs and rely on the original mind; Gu Lao’s celestial sign is based on the heaven and earth, taken from chaos.” ”

Let me see. Come on, people in heaven and earth also have grades, but there is no difference in appearance. It only depends on how the ancient sword cultivator uses it. What do you guys think?”

These words fell into the ears of the five realm spiritual refiners, but they didn’t mean anything.

However, to the ears of the ancient sword cultivators around him, it was undoubtedly an unprecedented theory!

Feng Tingchen’s face tightened, and he was about to speak up to teach this young man who spoke so openly, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt that Feng Zhongzui’s words had some truth to them.

Mei Siren looked at the lawless boy in surprise. Before that, even he himself thought that the teacher-student appearance was not as good as the human appearance, and that he was a minor one…

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but look back and glanced at Feng Zhongzui. .

Guyu laughed even louder when he heard the sound, and said with great pride:

“You’re right, there are no high or low figures, but there are gods and Buddhas under my eyes. They have been very transparent in ancient times, and they rarely carry Qing people. Xu Xiaoyou, my first sword is the ‘seed’ “The Eight Gate Sword of the Valley”! ”

“Taking the order of “spring is born and summer is long, autumn is harvested and winter is stored”, “Yin comes in Yang order, muddy well is clear”, the time illusion rank is nine, and it is also used in the “climate phase” of the love swordsmanship, If necessary, use “Feiyun Ping” as a guide, and let’s see how you can break my sword!” With

a final sound, the spirit sword Mei Ziyu, carrying the images of the eight weather conditions around him, flew across time and space, suppressing thousands of miles, and suddenly enveloped Xu Xiaoshou. In the sword formation where contradictions arise and changes arise.

Guyu’s eyes turned cold, his sword intent burst out, he only had a fight, and he opened his mouth and yelled:

“The eight branches of the seed will change, the sword will be born, and evil will appear!” (End of this chapter)

[End of This Chapter.]