I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1625.0

[Chapter 1552: The Taoist Palace Master visits the ruins, and the Six Half Saints fish for bait (1/2)]

“Is Dazai Ji here?”

“Master Xinli, we haven’t arrived yet, but if we follow the signal we left, I believe they will find Siming Temple soon.”

“It’s still too slow, so I said there’s no need to split up. I’m definitely number one when it comes to treasure hunting.”

“It has to be Mr. Li!”

“Don’t flatter me, you know, I don’t do this.”

Despite Yue Gongli’s words, he was humming and satisfied.

Things have changed, and after an adventure, he is now in full control of the situation and is no longer afraid of Xu Xiaoshou’s various schemes.

Turning around, under the three-hundred-foot-deep chasm, one could see a huge plaque that had been unearthed, with four large characters carved on it:

“Si Ming Temple!”

Siming Temple, also known as Zhan Temple.

It is said that the slaying priest Ran Ming sat in this hall, commanding fate and fortune, and was so powerful that it lasted forever.

These things are naturally unknown to ordinary people, but Yue Gongli understands them.

As the successor of the Holy Emperor, he understands the meaning of the words “Priest Killer” better than anyone else.

It should be said that dyeing tea has left a legacy.

Among them, the one related to the power of killing gods can only be obtained after Yu ascends to the third realm and sees his true name.

But when it comes to Ran Ming’s external possessions…

Yue Gongli didn’t believe it from the beginning to the end. Only those who truly ascended to the third realm deserved everything, and others couldn’t even get a share of the soup.

He is not very eager for the power of God-Slaying. After all, he has obtained the third power of ancestral origin. Whether God-Slaying Officer Ran Ming really wants to pass on the inheritance is still open to question.

Although he entered the ruins of the gods out of passivity, what he wanted more than to do was to remove all the treasures lost by the priest Ran Ming.

for example……

“The God-Slaying Ax and the Demon-Splitting Axe, these are the two axes that have dominated the world since ancient times.”

“The Broken Jun Shield, one of the nine supreme artifacts, seems to have been lost by the Void Clan in the Siming Temple.”

“There are also various magical weapons, magical medicines, and magical tools. Those are things that can only be used by the ancestor gods. They can all be moved to my Han Palace Emperor Realm to decorate the facade…”

Yue Gongli is that adventurer with a great spirit of exploration, and he knows the past and whereabouts of all the treasures.

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the few thirty-two Taixu behind him who could follow up to the eighteenth level:

“Do you know that the Siming Temple was previously located in the ethereal thirty-third level of the divine realm?”

“In other words, its location is equivalent to the secret realms of the five Holy Emperors on the Holy Continent’s ladder.”

“Such a treasure land, I didn’t think I would end up in this god’s ruins at first, but the divine battle that everyone saw when I came here made me lose some ideas…”

A smile appeared on Yue Gongli’s face and he hummed:

“Ryan Ming not only wants to leave a legacy, but also hooks up with the Divine Realm Triangle to piece together this relic. The World Tree has also turned evil…”

“Then he is probably sincere, and the things he left behind are enough to make the ancestor tree covet.”

“In this case, the Siming Temple must have been moved by him!”

“Moreover, he may really be in danger of divine death. In such a situation, you are Ran Ming, what would you do?”

All the Taixu people behind him looked at each other in shock.

We are not even half-saints, how can we know what the ancestors are thinking?

“If I die and want to leave a legacy, all the good treasures will be gathered in one place. Isn’t it really too difficult to get them through trials?” A gray-haired old man said tentatively.

Snapped!

Yue Gongli snapped his fingers, looked over with admiration, pointed at the plaque of Siming Temple and said:

“You’re right, this is the cornucopia!”

“The most precious thing about the relics of God among the ten thrones is the rules.”

“For ordinary people like us, this is the most precious thing.”

Ordinary people…

Taixu around him was silent after hearing this, speechless.

We can say that we are ordinary people, but are you really?

“Master Li, you only found a plaque…” Someone said hesitantly.

Snapped!

Yue Gongli snapped his fingers again, a smile appeared on his face, and he said mysteriously:

“Do you know how to enter the Siming Temple?”

Suddenly, people around him were rustling, and their spiritual thoughts were wide open, exploring the ground again.

Not to mention the gate of the temple.

They were not able to find even a single brick or tile of the temple wall.

“No no no…”

Yue Gongli was amused by the actions of these old men and said with a smile:

“There is no Yin spirit in the Yin spirit coffin, and there is no worship of the gods. Who told you that the Siming Temple can only be a ‘temple’?”

As soon as these words came out, the people around him were stunned.

Soon, someone reacted, pointed to the huge plaque in front of him and said:

“The Temple of Siming, is this the thing?”

An enigmatic smile appeared on the corner of Yue Gongli’s lips. Just when he was about to explain, he felt so blessed that he shook his head and said:

“Secrets must not be revealed”

Everyone suddenly trembled.

After looking at each other, fear surged in their eyes, and expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, everyone looked ecstatic again, as if their brains had been eaten by dogs, their eyeballs were flying freely up and down, and everyone had a look of stupidity and retardation.

“No, you have misunderstood, I am not a coquettish old man…” Yuegong Li was paralyzed.

He just suddenly thought that there was no need to explain.

In this way, he can maintain his inscrutable image just like the sky.

Because the real situation is…

At that time in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, when the old Taoist man asked him to guard the God-Slaying Order, he did not completely believe that guy with dirty intentions.

Therefore, he made some moves on the order.

After entering the eighteenth heaven this time, he vaguely sensed that weak connection.

After searching for several days, I found the birthplace of this connection, the plaque hidden three hundred feet under the earth!

But in one sentence…

Everyone seems to have misunderstood something.

It’s me who’s mysterious!

It’s me, Yue Gongli!

Who are you thinking about in front of me?

I’m not his substitute!

useless……

At this time, everyone looked at Yue Gongli with three parts suspicion, three parts admiration, three parts nervousness, and one part desire.

It seemed that as long as he, Yue Gongli, spoke now:

“Yes, this palace is in the sky.”

These people can immediately follow him out of the Holy Mountain and throw themselves into the embrace of the sky.

After telling a joke, Yue Gongli couldn’t laugh anymore. He discovered a terrible fact:

Dao Qiongcang has been in power for thirty years, and working hard to govern is not the most terrifying thing, nor is it the most disgusting thing to replace the real person with a puppet of Tianji.

The truly terrifying thing is that he has completed the brainwashing of everyone on and off the Holy Mountain!

All it takes is a name…

No, all it takes is one sentence, one specious sentence. These people collectively feed their brains to the dogs and lose all their sense. They are no different from being mentally retarded!

“Grass!”

Yue Gongli cursed angrily.

Aren’t you afraid that I am pretending to be Xu Xiaoshou, so that I can be abducted so easily?

But……

Does it matter?

It doesn’t matter anymore!

The important thing is that if one day the real Dao Qiongtian comes, he also said such a thing to these people?

Yue Gongli was a little agitated for no reason. He had never been so agitated before when he faced the Diying Sacred Strain in the prototype of the Divine Court.

Copper coins only have two sides, front and back. If they are thrown upward and fall to the ground, there is a small chance that they will stand.

For ordinary people, probability is probably nothing more than the pros and cons, and the third party of variables.

In the heaven of Tao, it is either right or wrong!

The variables on the Holy Mountain are now under his control.

And now, he walked out of the Holy Mountain and walked to the five regions of the mainland…

“Master Li?”

“Master Li?”

“Master of the Dao Palace!”

Yue Gongli was suddenly awakened by the increasingly clear calling in his ears. He looked around and said, “Is Dao Qiongcang coming?”

Dozens of old guys suddenly looked at him in confusion, not knowing whether they were pretending to be stupid or hinting them not to talk nonsense in the future, lest they reveal the secret and be overheard by outsiders.

Yue Gongli glanced at the plaque in front of him, his Adam’s apple rolled, and he swallowed hard. He could no longer joke, and said numbly: “Have you found God?”

“Your Majesty… Mr. Li, I’m not here yet!” The man below seemed to have been given a shot of blood, and he spoke in a sultry tone.

I really am not Dao Qiongang… Yue Gongli almost slapped him away, and the corner of his mouth twitched and said:

“Then unless he also entered some secret places… No, it is more likely that he went directly to the 33rd heaven.”

Everyone nodded, not questioning at all why the God’s Relics hadn’t been closed and the trial hadn’t ended yet:

“Master Li is right!”

Yue Gongli opened his mouth, but was unable to ask any more questions. These people had obviously become puppets in human form.

He just numbly ordered:

“One, ignore Cao Erzhu.”

“Second, ask Dazai Ci to lead a group of semi-holy guards outside this plaque and wait for Xu Xiaoshou.”

“Third, after I enter the Temple of the Killing, contact me after half a cup of tea. After that, you will message me every half hour, but I will not message you back.”

“Four, let Hua Yuan end his solo actions and come in to see me… Don’t look at or talk to him during this process!”

Yue Gongli said, somewhat angrily:

“Fifth, the Holy Emperor is not Xu Xiaoshou, and the Eight Lords know not to eat Shenyi’s fish!”

Everyone pecked at the rice like chickens, indicating that they had remembered everything, every word was correct.

Yue Gongli opened his mouth when he saw this, then looked at the sky speechlessly, and finally almost shed tears.

Sure enough, they didn’t ask why they ignored Cao Erzhu, why Xu Xiaoshou came over, why I didn’t reply, and how could they let Hua Yuan come in to see them without dialogue and eye contact.

The most outrageous thing is…

The Holy Emperor is not Xu Xiaoshou. What does this mean? Do you really understand it?

Bazun knows not to eat fish from Shenyi. What exactly is he talking about? You are not curious at all?

I’m so damn curious myself!

I almost want to ask what this sentence means.

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