I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1629.0

[Chapter 1556 Double canonization in the eighteenth heaven, non-stop murderous intention (1/2)]

rumble……

The distant voice of the Holy Tribulation no longer attracts too much attention.

At the Siming Temple, many Taixu still abide by their duties and dare not leave the area around this plaque.

“It’s about time. It’s time for the summons. Come on, Xiao Gao.” Someone pointed at the time to remind.

“The emperor is not willing to accept it, the Eight-disgusted Divine Fish…Okay, I have sent the password, but Mr. Li still has no reply.”

“Oh, I don’t know if it’s a normal lack of response, or if it’s already dead…”

“Bah, be careful what you say, that’s Mr. Li.”

“Ah haha!” The old guy who said the wrong thing scratched his head and stiffly changed the subject, “You guys think, how did Half Saint Huayuan know how to go in? We didn’t even look or say anything.”

“That person is a Half-Saint. Are you trying to figure out the Half-Saint’s thoughts? Can you figure it out?”

“Half Saint…”

These words made quite a few people ponder. Some people sighed: “Actually, we are only half a step away, right?”

The scene was quiet for a moment, and all the old guys’ faces became darker.

How could it not be?

Isn’t there a half-step difference between Taixu and Half-Saint?

But that half step is a step that can never be reached in a person’s life – the status of a semi-saint!

When we were young, everyone still had dreams, thinking that if they gave it a try, no matter how hard it was, they could get a semi-saint through merit.

Now, in the blink of an eye, I realize that my years have been wasted, and I have been stuck in the realm of Taixu for dozens or hundreds of years without achieving anything.

Dreaming is like tying a stick to a donkey’s head to hang a carrot, and it will always be out of reach.

After being at ease, if you don’t think about changing and don’t dare to transcend, you will stay like that for the rest of your life.

“Stop feeling sentimental!”

Soon someone burst into laughter, pointing to Jie Yun in the distance and saying: “There is someone trying to be a saint again, and he is a Fire Saint… If you want, you can actually try like him.”

“Us? Where are we?” Others came to their senses one after another, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

The people here are all old men. They have even survived the sad spring and autumn years. How can it be so easy to fall in love with the scene again?

Now when they look at the Holy Cloud, what they see is no longer the opportunity they long for, but a huge risk of death!

The Relics of God have been open for some time, and even in the first heaven, people would be canonized from time to time.

At first, everyone was rushing forward, wanting to join in the fun, observe the canonization process, and learn more experience in case of emergencies.

I never thought that most of them were just wishful thinking people.

He didn’t even find the semi-saint status, so he looked for some treasures that he thought could be used as substitutes and started to overcome the tribulation.

The results of it?

Naturally, all of them were destroyed in ashes.

The Relics of God have been open for so long, and there is only one successful example of canonization.

At that time, there were actually fewer people watching, and that person was not a sainted person who had obtained the opportunity in the ruins, but a semi-saint person brought in from outside.

Holy slave, Cenjov!

“Including this time, I have seen twenty-eight cases of transcending tribulation, which means that the twenty-seventh Taixu wronged soul with wishful thinking is about to be born.”

“Oh, that’s wrong, even the soul will be destroyed.”

When everyone looked at the distant Holy Tribulation, the envy in their eyes was unbearable.

Someone took the step that I didn’t dare to take.

Even if the outcome is failure, this courage is always admirable, but at the same time, contradictoryly unwilling to see others succeed.

Therefore, envy and admiration will always turn into sour jealousy in the end.

“There are always people who dream big and fly up branches and become phoenixes.”

“It’s only when they fall and break their heads that they feel remorseful, but then there’s nothing they can do.”

Different views have also been put forward:

“I think the intensity of the fire tribulation seems to be a bit powerful. It seems that the person who has overcome the tribulation this time is not an ordinary Taixu?”

“Who can achieve Taixu, who can be ordinary? No matter how powerful he is in the Holy Tribulation, he can still fail to achieve the Supreme Holy Tribulation. I have personally seen a water ghost overcome the Tribulation!”

After blowing this breath, the Holy Tribulation became ugly. Everyone turned their eyes away, and someone smiled and said: “Then in your opinion, how does the Supreme Holy Tribulation of the Water Ghost compare with this?”

“How can there be any comparison? He is a semi-saint of profound truth!”

“He’s not weak at all. I think it’s many times stronger than other Taixu Crossing Holy Tribulation… This is the aura we sensed from such a distance. It should be stronger on the spot.”

“…”

“Sure enough, Mr. Tan has nothing to say. I’ll just say that there is something wrong with this holy calamity. There is indeed something.”

Everyone looked at Shengjie again, not to mention how strong he was.

It’s too far away to see clearly, but judging from the momentum, it’s really not something that ordinary people can summon.

“Old Tan, haven’t you seen the Water Ghost canonized? Let’s talk about it. How would you rate this calamity? A perfect score of ten.”

“I… indeed what you said, judging from the momentum, it seems to be no worse than the Supreme Holy Tribulation.”

“Ah? Are you serious? I was just joking!”

“But it depends on the situation.” Lao Qin quickly explained, “The water ghost was in the Sky City at that time, and the rules are not as good as the ruins of the gods here…”

“Yes, the level of God’s Relics is higher, and the Holy Tribulation is stronger. Even if this Fire Tribulation doesn’t look weak, it might be just average if placed in the Holy God Continent.”

Lao Qin looked worried: “Maybe…”

He suddenly felt that the smell of this fire-based holy calamity was a bit fierce and domineering, a bit familiar?

But before he could raise any questions, the ground trembled, and boundless holy power pressed down.

“Master Dazai is here!”

“There are still a lot of Half-Saints!”

Taixu, who was observing the most from the outside, let out a low voice, and everyone immediately knelt down to greet him.

Not even daring to raise his head, he shouted:

“Welcome all saints!”

…

“Congratulations to Master on your successful canonization!”

When the last wave of calamity rain fell, Xu Xiaoshou was the first to speak out in surprise, feeling the sense of rebirth spreading around him.

This is the first time he has seen someone going through a tribulation so calmly and self-disciplined, it’s quite new!

In the past, either the water ghost would overcome the tribulation and contain the sky, or Cen Qiaofu would rush into battle with fire and lightning.

For ordinary people, “tribulation” is a serious thing. There are too many things to prepare, and the process cannot even be disturbed.

If you are not careful, everything will turn into ashes.

But it seems that for the Holy Slave, overcoming the tribulation has always been a means, a way that allows people to defeat more with less, and it is the best chess strategy.

Even when the tribulation will be overcome, what tribulation will be overcome, and who will be restrained, all must be calculated clearly.

Because one person is missing, the Holy Slave will have no manpower to arrange it.

What hard days had he lived before this… Xu Xiaoshou wanted to cry and laugh a little. It turned out that not only himself, but also the Holy Slave was in a difficult situation.

Back to the present moment, when he moved, many Taixu and Half-Saints behind him realized something, and they all followed him to congratulate:

“Congratulations to Senior Wu Xiu!”

“It’s indeed gratifying.” Cenqiaofu said with a smile on his face and sincere congratulations.

“Very good. After being stuck for so many years after the battle with Gou Wuyue, you can finally take a step forward. From now on, there is no possibility of progress.” The water ghost’s smile no longer oozes out, and he feels a little more relieved.

Awakening from silence!

Rebirth from ruin!

When the last hint of disaster disappeared, Sang Lao sat cross-legged in the void, adjusting his breath, and streams of fire-type holy power surged out of his body.

His blackened and withered body began to repair.

His extremely old appearance also improved and became radiant.

Even the bald middle part of the head stubbornly grew many tiny hairs.

But that’s all. It seems that even sainthood cannot completely solve the problem of hair loss. It seems like irreversible damage.

“Has it changed so much?”

Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at Sang Lao rejuvenating himself.

Although it can’t be said that he has returned to his teenage appearance directly, he has also returned from an old man to a normal middle-aged appearance for his age.

Yes, middle age!

Compared to the long lifespan of a spiritual master, this has only just begun.

However, in his impression, Xu Xiaoshou always thought that Mr. Sang, like Cen Qiaofu and Mei Siren, was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

actually not.

Later, I learned that the four sons of the Holy Palace were of the same generation, and that Ye Xiaotian was even unable to catch up with the battle of the ten thrones because he was born a few years late.

He then realized that Mr. Sang was only in his fifties or sixties at most, not much older than the Eight Masters and Gods.

“Is it because he looked so old before because of his battle with Gou Wuyue?” Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at the water ghost.

“Yes, that’s totally wrong.” The water ghost said with a smile, “That battle accounts for 40%, and the rest is mostly done by Fenqin. After all, it’s too tiring.”

“Does even Taixu feel tired?” Xu Xiaoshou felt that no matter which world he was in, career seemed to be very exhausting?

“You have to know that he started doing this when he was a master.”

“Grandmaster? Didn’t he start burning the piano only after he was sentenced to the Holy Palace?”

In response to this, the water ghost smiled: “Nothing can be achieved overnight. He is not a ten-year-old man. He can only succeed as a matter of course.”

After a pause, the water ghost murmured to himself with a slight palpitation: “This is the fundamental reason why I only want to maintain the intelligence work in one city at most.”

So you just became a night owl and was only responsible for the intelligence work of Dongtenwang City, right?

Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes secretly, obviously he didn’t like the great elder on the first floor of the sky being so unwilling to make progress.

Well done Mr. Sang!

Mr. Sang is more dedicated.

You water ghost should learn more from Sang Lao, learn from his experience, and become a competent elder.

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