I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1588

[Chapter 1515: Ending this world of mortals, one sword once opened the mysterious door]

“Chichichi!”

Demonic energy all over the sky suddenly spewed out from an unknown place, dyeing everything black.

The plum rain turned black, and the landscape scrolls of the Second World turned black.

Even Fei Yun Ping and the Gui Yiji Sword, which was accumulating power, turned black.

“What’s going on?” Feng Zhongzui was stunned. He was shocked dozens of times a day.

The ancient sword cultivators around him and the spectators in front of the preaching mirror also had no idea what was going on.

He was obviously fighting well, but how could he become like this in the blink of an eye?

Master Shou didn’t resist much either!

He just used the Wrath of the Great Silver God in a normal way, and then took a sword to the second world…

Could it be said that Master Shou’s second world, one sword destroyed Gu Lao’s Meiziyutianjie+second world? +Feiyun Pian+Gui Yiji Sword?

–absurd!

“It’s a bit familiar…” Du Dumei Siren frowned, leaning on his chin with his paper fan, looking at the surging demonic energy and lost in thought.

“Hiss…” He took another breath, but still couldn’t remember where this obsessive energy was familiar.

boom!

The battle was violently shaken.

The second world belonging to Gu Lao completely collapsed.

Meizi Yutianjie was subsequently interrupted, and the Guiyiji Sword not only shattered, but the majestic energy even backfired on its owner.

From high in the sky, a figure wrapped in black demonic energy quickly fell down. His face was completely dazed, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn’t help mumbling something.

He hit the ground with a bang, sending out a lot of smoke and dust.

If it weren’t for Fei Yun Ping’s passive protection, I’m afraid this fall would have broken the leg of this old, fragile ancient sword cultivator.

“This? Mr. Gu suddenly went crazy and was knocked out of the state of heavenly relief?” Feng Zhongzui exclaimed in disbelief, “What did Master Shou do?” No one knew what happened in

Master Shou’s second world just now No one even dared to think about what could happen in the second world at that moment, which made Gu Lao, who was so determined to seek the truth, self-defeating.

Yes, it is self-defeating!

It seemed that Shou Ye’s Great Silver God’s Wrath had little effect, and Gu Lao’s Gui Yi Ji Sword, which combined the three realms into one, was broken.

The failure could only be due to this reason…

Mr. Gu himself had a serious problem!

Master Meng found this problem and sprinkled a pinch of salt on the wound – he is the best at doing this kind of thing!

Feng Zhongzui hurriedly pointed the preaching mirror at Gu Lao, wanting to see if he could come out of his obsession and continue fighting.

After all, only two swords have passed since the three swords he told Master Shou…

But after the magnification of the preaching mirror, only this devilish and stumbling voice can be heard:

“True meaning, yes “The true meaning…”

“There is a true meaning in this… I have forgotten to say it…”

The disheveled hair, the old appearance, the dull eyes filled with self-doubt, and the “First Sword Immortal” who was so high-spirited before the war. ”, completely different from each other!

The spectators in the preaching mirror felt their scalps go numb when they saw it. As their minds turned, they followed Feng Zhongzui’s thoughts and saw another person who was magnified after the screen moved – Master Shou!

Master Shou looked at the old man in front of him with complicated eyes, with a bit of compassion on his face, and sighed sadly.

Everyone’s thoughts are going crazy again.

“Sure enough, he is the one who did it. If you fight Master Shou, losing is the best outcome.” ”

Old men like this are the easiest to make him collapse and go crazy. Master Shou specializes in manipulating people’s mentality!”

” So, what happened, it was clear that Mr. Gu had the upper hand just now…”

Regarding Mr. Gu’s ending, Xu Xiaoshou had somewhat predicted it in advance.

First of all, Guyu is not a contentious person. His way lies in the mountains and rivers, in the countryside, not on the battlefield.

But in order to go further, he gave up his past life of seclusion and went to the Holy Hall to seek the status of a semi-saint.

But where is the true Tao hidden in the semi-holy person?

Even if he obtains the status of a semi-saint and deviates from his original intention, is it really possible for him to lead to sainthood?

It can be said that from the moment Guyu decided to climb the Guizhe Holy Mountain, his path started to go wrong.

But if you don’t set out, you will be deep in the countryside, and you can’t see any hope anymore, so you can only choose to set off.

——This is so contradictory!

A person who is based on such a self-contradictory moment, his Taoist heart is extremely fragile.

Naturally, Xu Xiaoshou’s sword to the second world became the last straw that broke the camel’s back before it even started to exert force.

And the last poem he borrowed from Gong Huo actually gave Guyu another choice at the fork in the road:

either give up searching for the true meaning, return to the original path, continue to work hard, and maybe make a breakthrough in the future.

Either grasp the true meaning I gave you and you can understand it at this moment, break through the confusion, and become a saint immediately.

Isn’t it a semi-holy person? Xu Xiaoshou can really afford it!

But judging from Guyu’s ending, he had no choice between the two, and he was confused again.

Can be foreseen!

Not everyone is a Quilehan or an acquaintance of the Eight Masters, and their heart toward the Tao is so clear and firm.

If Gu Yu could really grasp the artistic conception of Tao Sheng from another world at that moment, then there is a high probability that he would not have been entangled before and ended up contradicting himself.

Talent determines the upper limit.

Character determines success or failure.

All I can say is that this is how it is meant to be.

And this may be the life of most people…

Xu Xiaoshou withdrew his gaze from the other ancient sword cultivators who also showed pity on their faces, and landed on the face of the obsessed Mr. Gu.

He had no intention of making a fatal move, and even used the Heart Sword Technique, and the demon swallowed up Gu Lao’s demonic energy from the air.

After repressing and forcibly calming down the old man, Mr. Gu, who fell into a daze, finally found a ray of clarity at Yilingtai.

“True meaning…”

He muttered to himself for the last time, closed his eyes, and recalled everything in his mind that he had just lost control of.

He didn’t say anything, but in an instant, he seemed to have aged dozens of years.

“Lao Gu, I accept the concession.”

Xu Xiaoshou hugged Zang Ku and performed an ancient ceremony.

Although the victory in the battle came very suddenly, and the final harvest was not as high as expected, it was still rewarding.

At least Gu Lao’s superb second realm, which was constructed by integrating the three realms into one, could be easily broken by 80% of the level achieved by relying on his swordsmanship.

If it were anyone else, he would have been trapped for a long time, or even unable to escape at all.

After breaking the sword, Xu Xiaoshou not only saw it, but also learned it.

Moreover, he is also a man without inner demon restrictions, his understanding of the three second realms is higher, and the level of the Sword of Heaven’s Liberation can also be even higher than that of the ultimate version of Gu Lao!

As for Mr. Gu after the war…

if this old swordsman can survive his inner demons, he will have another chance to become a saint, and he will be able to improve his ancient swordsmanship.

Based on his knowledge of swordsmanship that combines the three realms just now, he is probably among the best among the ancient sword masters.

But it’s all based on assumptions.

Just like in theory, his Guiyiji Sword that combines three realms into one can kill the Holy Emperor… In fact, Xu Xiaoshou can find a flaw to break the sword, so how can the Holy Emperor give his sword time to charge?

“Alas!”

Feng Zhongzui, who was watching the battle, felt a little regretful.

The third battle of Sword Immortal ended with such a cliff-like turn, which was indeed a bit disturbing.

But he also knew that Mr. Gu had no strength to fight anymore, so the missionary mirror couldn’t keep staring at the image of the old man in despair.

Gu Jianxiu is a good-looking person.

Unexpectedly, before the mirror was removed, Gu Yu put his hands on the ground and stood up shakily.

He stretched out his hand:

“No!”

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Do you still want to fight?

The Meisi people dodge into the battlefield, “You don’t want your life?”

“Help me…” Gu Yu lowered his voice and muttered, then stood proudly with the support of the Meisi people, “I said three swords, it is three swords. .”

“Are you sick?” Mei Siren almost threw the man in his hand out. In your state, how can you think of a third sword? Why don’t you go to heaven!

“Xu Xiaoshou may not even be able to beat me now.” Mei Siren also whispered.

“You don’t have to step down for me.” Gu Yu frowned.

“I’m not joking!”

Gu Yu glanced at the serious look on his old friend’s face, lowered his head, and finally raised his head to look at Xu Xiaoshou:

“It’s just a gentleman’s words, a horse cannot be chased, as I said , you will learn something…”

Snap!

Meisi people just threw it away.

Before Gu Lao could finish his words, he stumbled two and a half steps to the side, finally tripped himself and fell to the ground with a thud.

Feng Zhongzui’s preaching mirror “didn’t have time” to move, and “accidentally” broadcast the scene.

Xu Xiaoshou was even more silent, and after a while he said: “Old Gu, there is really no need to continue fighting…”

The old man’s biggest flaw has been discovered by himself.

If you fight further, you don’t even need to open the second world. Xu Xiaoshou can take him away with his heart sword technique.

As for learning…

there is no experience value left in the old swordsman.

But a stubborn donkey is a stubborn donkey, and he never listens to advice, “No! I said three swords, it is three swords!” ”

But even if there are thirty more swords, you are no match for me.”

Old Guyu’s face turned red, this The words were obviously a bit heartbreaking, but he still said stubbornly: “I didn’t say I had to use this third sword against you!”

“Oh?”

Xu Xiaoshou was curious now.

If you don’t do it to yourself, then who should you do it to?

He glanced around at the many ancient sword cultivators, and finally settled on Mr. Si Ren, falling into deep thought.

Yes, it seems that ancient sword cultivators must retaliate…

“On myself.” Gu Yu’s face became a little sad, “Of course, on the world.”

What does this mean?

This time, not only Xu Xiaoshou, but everyone was unable to react.

Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror and intuitively sensed that something was wrong. He didn’t dare to make any mistakes and kept Gu Lao locked on to record the scene.

Mei Siren suddenly left and came back with a calm expression on his face. He just grabbed Gu Yu’s hand and said seriously: “You can’t beat Xu Xiaoshou!” ”

Actually, I had a premonition…” Gu Yu smiled in relief.

“You can’t do it!”

“No, Siren, you don’t know what I want to do.” ”

Others don’t know you, but I don’t know you yet? Do you want to die?” Meisiren’s eyes were full of anger.

But the stubborn donkey was still the same stubborn donkey. Gu Yu shook his head again, squinted at the unpredictable sky, and murmured softly: “If you hear the truth in

the morning, you will die in the evening.”

…

In front of the preaching mirror of the Eastern Sword Burial Tomb, Su Qianqian, who was holding the Demonic Sword Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord, suddenly lost focus and his brain became empty.

She had always looked at this Mr. Gu and felt that he looked familiar. Ever since he chose to fight Brother Xiaoshou, her temperament had been inexplicably familiar.

But I still can’t remember where the familiarity lies, after all, the two have never met before.

Until now!

Until this sound comes out!

Recalling his previous challenge and looking at his sighing expression at this moment, Su Qianqian finally understood where that sense of familiarity came from.

Isn’t this exactly the behavior and expression that grandpa used to challenge the eight masters in the inheritance pearl that his third uncle gave him?

Exactly the same!

Even the words after the war are exactly the same!

For a moment, Su Qianqian’s eyes turned red. She didn’t know what Gu Lao wanted to do, but she seemed to be able to foresee the future.

In the eighth palace.

After digesting the spiritual swordsmanship, Xiao Qixiu’s eyes widened and he stared at the preaching mirror again.

This mirror is a true “preacher”. Xu Xiaoshou’s three battles alone can raise the level of ancient sword cultivators in the world by more than one level!

Southern Territory.

Xiao Wanfeng, Feng Xiaose and others stared at the mirror.

Gou Wuyue and Ba Zunzhen were also thoughtful, their eyes going back and forth between Mei Si and Gu Yu.

In the middle of the war.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the heroic and righteous aura coming out of Gu Lao’s body, tightened his sword, and said decisively:

“No fight!”

Gu Yu turned her head and looked.

Everyone looked at the preaching mirror.

Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands, let out a sigh, and said,

“I give up.”

At this moment, he also felt that the situation was not good, because he also thought of Su Qianqian.

The only difference is that Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had become the Eight Masters at that time, and Gu Yu was a ray of dead soul that was about to be born under his sword.

Xu Xiaoshou had gone from disapproving of the Eight Masters’ actions against the Su family to now recognizing the heroic spirit of the ancient sword cultivators of this era who sacrificed their lives for the name of Dao Ke.

Although recognition is recognition, it does not mean that he wants to be that kind of person and will “achieve” those people like the Eight Masters.

His sword only kills those who deserve to be killed.

Otherwise, Xu Xiaoshou will not make random jokes about “life” unless necessary.

Gu Yu seemed to know what this young man was thinking.

This time, he climbed up from the ground under his own power and stood firm.

With a call of his hand, he summoned Mei Ziyu, whose sword body was somewhat broken after Tianjie was broken.

He stroked the sword in his hand, his eyes swept across the faces of ancient sword cultivators, and finally settled on the preaching mirror. His voice became impassioned:

“I have a sword. I need to account for the past, be responsible for the choice, and be responsible for the future. It’s clear!”

“I have a sword, which can be used to cut off cowardice, indecisiveness, and discern one’s own heart!”

“I have a sword!” Gu Yu’s voice suddenly dropped, and he turned his head, looking at Xu Xiaoshou, and his tone became very low and very low. Low:

“I’m lost and can never go back.”

“I hope you can remember it well and remember it for me.”

After a pause, he looked back at the preaching mirror again, with nostalgia in his eyes, and shouted loudly:

“Remember him!”

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Guyu suddenly threw the sword in his hand upwards, and the awe-inspiring sword intent burst out from his eyes, and the sword and man became one in an instant.

Plum rain, the second heavenly solution!

“Pitter patter…”

The fluttering raindrops fell again, full of determination and decisiveness, without any hesitation before.

Xu Xiaoshou turned to Mr. Siren with stunned eyes.

The latter didn’t say anything, let out a long sigh, and left the battlefield.

No one knows better than the people of Meisi how big a change Gu Yu has made at this moment. He could have calmed down his sword, spared himself, and spared Gu Jian Dao.

But that’s how he’s been for the rest of his life.

No one can control a person’s choice for a peaceful life or a bright moment.

As a friend, my best wish at this moment is to come true.

The sudden change happened so fast that Xu Xiaoshou didn’t even react, let alone others.

Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror, not knowing what was going to be broadcast next, so he could only keep expanding and expanding the picture. He felt that it would be huge.

Suddenly, within the coverage area of the plum rain after the Tianjie…

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz!”

The sword energy surged wildly, and the auras belonging to the nine swordsmanships blended together, and finally merged together to create a Mysterious array diagram.

Another light up!

There is one more thing!

Come again!

“One, two, three, four…seven? Seven secret formations? Seven second realms?” Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror, his hands did not dare to shake, but his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets, “Gu Lao wants to What? Is he crazy?!”

he responded.

Respond to what the world expects.

It is no longer the repeated “flying clouds” or the poor “liuguang”, but a crisp and indomitable voice:

“Come into the world, never come out of the world!”

“Xu Xiaoshou, be careful… open the sword! The mysterious door!” (End of chapter)

[End of This Chapter.]