I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1746

[Chapter 1628: The miserable world is painful to the bone, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Please bring the sword.]

Chapter 1632: The miserable world is painful to the bone, and

the nightmare of the sword coming to haunt the evil spirits flashes by.

The remaining traces are very clear:

not only the scenes of the thirty-third heavenly battle, but also the first sight of the Dragon Halberd Giant, the first sight of the Eyes of the Heavenly Ancestor, the first sight of the three sky gods…

After the empty door opened wide, All fears and fears, small and serious, are magnified.

In this fictional world, the last thing Xu Xiaoshou saw was the empty hatred in the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower.

Very strong fear!

From Sui Yin’s perspective, Kong Yuhen was not the weak and boneless “jade-faced scholar” that he usually saw.

On the contrary, he stands on the long river of time, with the great road accompanying him and having no choice but to be left behind. He is knowledgeable about the past and the present, and knows the fate. His face is hazy, and his temperament is comparable to “the evil spirit on the throne of God”.

“Is this an idle hatred?”

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. Even he believed it was his ancestor.

In the second world of One Sword, when seeing such an image, it was almost impossible to hold back.

Not only the fear of Sui Yin was cut out.

Every bit of the past, including using the spare hatred as a crutch, lying and deceiving others, and other self-fear, were also cut out.

Fortunately, after all, separated by space and time, the “paraphrased” pictures still have impact, but the impact is controllable.

I’m killing all the evil spirits.

Are you still afraid of the false and empty hatred that you imagined?

……

“I determine the universe, and I change time and space.”

“Dreams fall and flowers bloom, and the great world comes.”

The sword-watching canon was turned over, and when the book of answers was fixed on the first page of the second realm of fantasy swordsmanship, the thought in my mind Everything is there.

Xu Xiaoshou likes this kind of ready-made “getting” too much.

He only needs to act as a practical sword and will not make any mistakes.

For the rest, whether it’s the process of drawing a sword, the way to carry a sword, or even the “Sword Ci”, the Eight Masters have included an article as a gift.

I love you.

Eight, I am so straightforward.

Your “Sword Viewing Manual” is very useful!

When Xu Xiaoshou read out loud the phantom swordsmanship poem titled “Sorrowful World”, Xu Xiaoshou felt more than just anger like the wind, which always accompanies me.

He discovered that good words and good swords complement each other and can help the sword wielder better enter the state of unity between nature and man.

It’s time!

Qian and Kun are determined, and everything in the heaven and earth moves in all directions.

The order of time and space changes, and the second world takes shape.

When the graceful red plum blossoms cast a layer of disillusionment on the eighteenth heaven like a veil, the spiritual world based on the “sorrow” of evil spirits bloomed layer by layer as beautifully as lotus petals. And open.

“Boom!”

The real world couldn’t hear the scream.

In the second world, there was a thunderbolt from the blue.

It is still structured in the environment of the ruins of the gods. Under the evil gaze, the four gods, the Eye of the Heavenly Ancestor, the dragon halberd giant, the three sky… and even the empty hatred that stands on the long river of time!

All the factors for which he had even a trace of fear appeared in the second world.

“How could this happen?!”

Sui Yin looked around with panic on his face.

As his thoughts fluctuated, his mind, immersed in the second world, could not control the magic he was maintaining in the real world.

“Rumble…”

The artifacts that protect the body fell out of control and fell to the ground.

The magic spells that were added to the body disappeared one after another.

The loss of the real world gave back to the second world an inexplicable coolness. His demonic energy became more and more intense, and his expression was full of uneasiness.

“Something’s wrong?”

But Xu Xiaoshou’s uneasiness is not the kind of “uneasiness” that should appear in the face of fear in the second world function introduction in the Book of Answers.

He should have been uneasy with the unknown, uneasy with being confused, uneasy with being at a loss, and uneasy with being unable to solve it.

“Now, why does it sound like he has seen through my illusory swordsmanship and is not worried that he will still be hit by the sword… uneasy?”

…

“Xu Xiaoshou!”

“Why pretend to be a ghost? This sword can’t hurt me as much as me, get out!”

When Sui Yin in the second world calmed down amid various nightmare images and shouted out his name, Xu Xiaoshou’s heart skipped a beat.

broken.

It is impossible for a person in the second world to remember his own name.

“Zui Yin, is there still calmness?”

Why?

This unscientific!

Oh no, this is too fantasy!

How could the sword of the Eight Masters be wrong?

Isn’t he known as the Eighth Sword Immortal, known as an unparalleled genius comparable to the sword god Gulouying?

Isn’t he the best at phantom swordsmanship? How could his sword fail in front of Sui Yin who was in such a weak mental state?

This can be listed as the “standard answer” for the first golden example of the second realm of the first phantom sword technique in the “Guanjian Canon”. Sui Yin, have you found a flaw?

“Don’t panic.”

“Xu Xiaoshou, don’t panic.”

“You don’t have to believe in yourself, you have to believe in Lao Ba… No, Xiao Ba.”

Xu Xiaoshou forced himself to calm down.

My own…oh, the sword of the Eight Masters, although it was found to have flaws, but I am in the real world, so it will be fine.

Between reality and the second world, there is still the shackles of the second realm of fantasy swordsmanship!

With the intention of the present moment, it will take time to break through.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the weak Sui Yin who began to try various methods to break the sword in the illusion world. He sneered and turned to the next page of the “Sword Viewing Code”.

“There has never been a genius like me in a hundred generations, and it will be hard for anyone to be as great as me in a thousand years. Even if there are flaws in the talents of the Eighth Sword Immortal, they should have been deliberately leaked to you.”

“This next page is full of words . It’s no longer magic swordsmanship, it’s just the ten ways you can die.”

“Wait for me!”

…

Su.

The ancient book turns to the next page.

The eight figures are skilled in writing and moving, and their powerful characters penetrate the back of the paper. Their sharp characters are presented with various profound meanings accompanied by phantom sword skills:

“Latercomers, do you think ‘fear’ is the true meaning of the second world?”

“Wrong! Big mistake! “

Xu Xiaoshou’s first two words made Xu Xiaoshou numb with curses, and his body was stiffer than a corpse that had been dead for three days.

What’s the meaning?

He felt like he had punctured the window paper, and flattened the broken paper with some trembling, but he felt like he was in the second world and was deceiving himself.

So, I can only read on with a little uneasiness, tension, and anxiety:

“Reality is the true meaning of the second world!”

“No one knows himself better than himself, and no one knows him better than his enemy.

“What the second world needs is not ‘shaping’, but ‘guidance’ – eliciting all the inner desires, whether true or false, good or bad, and letting them indulge in

themselves . ” At that time, I knew the truth but wanted to wake up but refused to wake up. I tried to get out of the trap but wanted to dream and go deeper into the dream. I was reincarnated in the struggle, and I was trapped in the dream again and again.

“This is the true meaning of ‘illusion’!” “

Truth…

guidance…

is! ” Xu Xiaoshou knows this!

Of course he knows. After all, he has mastered swordsmanship and kendo disk, and knows the basics like the back of his hand.

He even said that when he looked at the “Sorrowful World” sword just now, he felt that the sword was wrong.

But Bazun is well versed in the “Guanjian Canon”, which is the application of swordsmanship and a high-level programming language.

How could he be wrong?

How could he record wrong teaching in this book?

Even if he can no longer teach others, he won’t mislead others, right?

Xu Xiaoshou kept his mouth shut and had confidence in Ba Zunzhen. This was indeed the person who could give him his back at the critical moment.

But…

read on…

“Forget the previous counter-example!”

“I think by now your understanding of the error is obvious. Next, we will enter the ‘real’ teaching.”

…

World, Why is it gray?

Xu Xiaoshou felt as if someone had pressed the pause button, as if he had gone through an entire spiritual refining era.

A “Second World” strike from the “Guan Jian Canon” forced him to death on the spot, leaving him unable to think for five or six breaths.

Until the end…

Xu Xiaoshou’s hand holding the sword went limp as his mentality collapsed, and four swords almost fell to the ground.

Bazun knows that you are sick!

How can you be so out of context?

If you really can’t do it, don’t write a book, just find a class and take a class. Isn’t this “Guan Sword Classic” just a lie?

“It’s so deep that you can see it in your bones…”

Yes, this understanding of the mistake is really too deep.

This lesson is so profound that it can be remembered for a lifetime. I will give you my life!

“Boom -“

there was an explosion in my ears.

On the eighteenth level, countless crystal space fragments collapsed.

Xu Xiaoshou knew without thinking or even looking that the ghostly ghosts in the illusion were based on nightmares and could break through the illusion and walked out of the second world.

“Real…”

There are too many nightmares, which makes them unreal. This is natural.

Once a person awakens from the illusion, he realizes that everything is false and has no intention of sinking.

Being able to become an ancestral god, wouldn’t Sui Yin be able to break through the illusion?

Xu Xiaoshou is hated!

He not only hated that dog Zunzhen, but also hated himself – himself who had been brainwashed by Dao Qiongcang.

Mr. Sang once said: “Don’t believe anyone in this world.”

He is right!

No matter how strong others are, they cannot be trusted. This easily creates subjective assumptions.

At this moment, looking at the broken second world of Yijian and Sui Yin breaking free from the restraints, Xu Xiaoshou felt cold in the palms of his hands and feet.

At that time, in the Eighth Palace, the good-for-nothing Laoba used his mind sword technique to attack Gou Wuyue with a giant Buddha slash. Finally, it crossed time and space and struck him:

“With one of my swords, I will kill the Buddha in your heart. I wish you well.” “

…

” What are you doing!”

Dao Qiongang’s curse came as soon as the Lingxi Technique was activated.

He didn’t mention the movement in the starry sky at all, like a man with a spiritual heart who only placed all his hopes on others:

“After the second world, why don’t you move?” “

“Sword Viewing Code” No There should be records of many swords that the eight masters are familiar with. Even I know that I can create a stronger you in the illusion world and control a stronger sword.”

“In the current state of Xun Yin, you can even force it. The false ‘mysterious door’, kill him with the third level of prajna!”

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath:

“Shut up.”

Dao Qiongcang quickly shut up.

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t explain, there must be his own reasons. After all, he must have some concerns that he could consider.

I’m afraid that the Eight Masters can’t be invited at all…

He threw most of his mind back into the starry sky, gracefully took off the wise man’s skin, and then… threw off his arms and transformed into a vicious dog, with eyes that were about to split. Chasing the sword said:

“Wen Ting!”

“You are Wen Ting, right!”

“Stay! Come back to this palace! No! Do it! Run -“

…

“Jie ba ba ba…”

The ghost of Yin, akimbo Laugh wildly.

Compared with the first sword, Xu Xiaoshou’s second sword was nothing more than a trapped beast’s fight in his opinion, not even one ten thousandth of the power of the previous one.

To sum it up in one sentence:

That’s it?

Demonic energy surged out of his soul, and the contempt and arrogance in his evil eyes burst out undisguisedly.

He leaned over and came, with the corners of his lips cleft to his earlobes, he was as playful as an ant, and he said nonchalantly:

“Shen Yin is merciful and gives you the convenience of the three swords.”

“But if the sword is like this, I don’t think I need to do the three swords again…”

He pointed at the four swords: “This fierce sword can accompany you to death and never come back.”

As he spoke, Sui Yin’s three eyes changed, and the sky was filled with evil light and murderous aura surged.

The six arms of his soul body moved, and the power of his fingertips changed.

It was obvious that he could no longer hold back his impulse and wanted to kill people quickly, to show the shame that Xue had just dreamed of.

“Slow down!”

Xu Xiaoshou said quickly.

Misfortunes are where blessings depend, and blessings are where misfortunes lie.

I thought that after the second sword attack, my situation was over, but I never thought that the arrogant Sui Yin would say this. Doesn’t this mean that he is giving back a chance?

“Zui Yin has a promise, a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold.”

“We just agreed on the three swords. Now if I win one sword and you win one, I can barely tie with you, the ancestor god.”

“But Zui Yin is afraid. A draw, you think my third sword can really kill you, and you want to break the previous promise?”

Xu Xiaoshou was careful with his words, and while holding Chong Yin high, he did not hide the scorn in his words:

“Of course it’s natural. It’s okay, it’s just a verbal promise. I often act like a villain who breaks promises.”

“A promise is a promise, and a convention can only be a convention. There is no rule that promises must be kept.”

“Oh, that’s all. , I don’t want to say anything, I won’t resist, just stand here, come and cut my neck, my neck is long, it’s easy to cut.”

“I’ll lend you four swords.”

It

’s all done.

Before Xu Xiaoshou finished speaking, all the movements of Sui Yin’s fingertips stopped, and his face was uncertain.

“Tsk~”

After a long time, he first raised the corners of his mouth and let out a disdainful sneer, then put his six hands behind his waist, like a polite and upright gentleman.

He raised his head slightly and said with an arrogant look:

“Third sword, please!”

…

“The bright moonlight in front of the bed is probably frost on the ground~”

Dao Qiongtian, who was manipulating 30 million mad dogs to chase Wen Ting, shivered suddenly and lost his consciousness. Immediately retracted to the main body.

He found that Sui Yin was tightly controlled in the air, his face was hesitant, fearful, and confused, and he hesitated to speak.

The Taoist Palace Master is not as restrained as him.

He knew Xu Xiaoshou so well that he activated his psychic skills and cursed him angrily:

“What are you doing?”

“Xu Xiaoshou, don’t go crazy!”

“Look at what time it is now!”

What the hell ? when?

This is a critical time to save lives!

Whether I can succeed or not depends on this move – and this is already my best effort!

“You taste it.”

“You taste it carefully.”

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t even bother to repeat the telepathy skills many times. After finishing the sentence, he raised his sword in the sky and spoke a poem step by step. He raised his eyes or paused, looking up and down, full of emotion:

“Raise your head and look at the bright moon. ~”

“Oh, I lower my head and miss my hometown!”

…

“What are you doing!”

Dao Qiongtian almost collapsed.

Could it be that the second sword just failed to kill Sui Yin and was broken by force, and Xu Xiaoshou’s brain was shattered to the point of being damaged?

He tried to find a different signal from that homesick poem, so as to comfort his emotions that were about to lose control.

To no avail.

In addition to the fact that Xu Xiaoshou was very homesick and had a strong desire to return to the Holy Continent.

He couldn’t get any useful signals.

——On the contrary, I can see that this guy has a tendency to give up on himself. What’s going on? !

“Xu Xiaoshou, tell me what troubles you have, and tell the truth. I am now arranging backup in the starry sky.”

“I have been the Taoist palace master for thirty years, and I have the confidence to fight evil gods… Don’t do this, I I’ll be scared.”

Dao Qiongcang was so panicked for the first time because his sword became weak.

Rao Yaoyao never gave up until his death, why did you, Xu Xiaoshou, become soft in the face of battle?

The art of consonance is like a pool of stagnant water, motionless.

Dao Qiongcang didn’t get any more response. Xu Xiaoshou paused in mid-air for a few breaths, then raised his eyes and said,

“Ah!”

Xu Xiaoshou blurted out an emotional sigh to Gao Tian.

Dao Qiong Cang and Sui Yin are all shaken by the tiger body, the expression is condensed, and the five emotions in the heart are mixed.

Then I heard that the young man couldn’t lift the sword, and before he drew the sword, there was a second song:

“Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it’s a pity that I haven’t returned home in the middle of the spring~”

Good!

Sui Yin could not help but be immersed in that artistic conception.

I never thought that Xu Xiaoshou was also a person with a certain spiritual state. What about the following?

Dao Qiongcang also analyzed this poem in his mind.

It’s a bit short and can’t be parsed, so he is all ears to hear what’s going on.

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, as if there was something hindering him. After a long time, he hesitated and said uncertainly:

“Will you come back with the brush on the clothes anvil?”

“The following is, hiss… Oops…,… some forgetfulness. …It’s…”

Sui Yin was separated from his artistic conception by his soliloquy, his mood was shaken, and he was furious.

Dao Qiongtian wiped out the expectation that had just been in his heart.

There is no mistake, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly went crazy, and he did not try to summon the eight acquaintances with “poetry” after failing to summon them with “illusion”.

——He doesn’t have that kind of literary talent at all!

“If spring doesn’t come, what kind of woman will you pick up?”

“Do you know how to compose poetry? If you can’t, then don’t do it!”

Dao Qiongcang made a final struggle and scolded Xu Xiao with his spiritual skills, trying to wake up Xu Xiao. by.

He only saw Xu Xiaoshou touching his nose angrily, and then took out the Shi Zu Shadow Staff and said:

“Reverse!”

The situation changed.

This guy had “Don’t be afraid, I can do it all over again” written all over his face, and then chanted:

“Last night, I was dreaming about falling flowers in the pond, but it’s a pity that I haven’t returned home in the middle of the spring~”

“The water in the river is gone, and the moon has fallen in the river and is setting in the west~ “

…

“Wen Ting, save me!”

Thirty million evil dogs are running wildly in the starry sky.

He gave up on Xu Xiaoshou completely. This guy was completely uncontrollable. At the critical moment of cooperation with him, he would either lose the chain or lose the chain.

Bazunzun, I can only ask for it myself!

Capture Wen Ting, find the Sword Burial Tomb, and return to the Southern Territory. The Eight Masters should still be in the Southern Territory…

No! calm!

We have all returned to the Southern Territory, why should I invite the Eight Masters to come back?

Xu Xiaoshou, let him die beautifully while reciting poems and composing poems. Why come back and embarrass myself?

“Buzz!”

As his thoughts flashed through his mind, Thirty Million Grandmaster’s Sword Intentions froze in place.

The 30 million evil dog-like Tianji army all retreated, turned in the direction of the ruins of God, and trembled uncontrollably.

Dao Qiongcang was stunned.

Isn’t it?

Is this okay?

“Keng——”

The sound of the sword resounded in the starry sky.

Tens of millions of lightsabers came out of their hands and all flew towards the direction of the ruins of God.

“No!”

One of the Tianji puppets that was releasing the aura of the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword uncontrollably took out the Wrathful Immortal amidst the restrained sound.

“Come back!”

Dao Qiongcang tried to control the puppet of Tianji to take back the gift from his friend in the past.

Bang!

The Buddha’s sword shook.

The Tianji puppet exploded into powder.

The out-of-control Buddhist sword turned into a stream of light, roaring through the sea of stars, piercing and worshiping in a certain direction.

Dao Qiongcang is going crazy again.

Why are they all so out of tune, why are they all so outrageous…

Ancient Sword Cultivator!

One day, if you gain enlightenment, you will kill all the ancient sword cultivators in the world!

He controlled the 30 million Tianji army, and Wen Ting stopped pursuing him and headed back to the ruins of the gods.

“Buddha Sword, come back!!!”

“You are mine!”

…

He, what do you want to do?

I have to say that Xu Xiaoshou really got Sui Yin.

The third sword was delayed, and Xu Xiaoshou chanted no less than ten poems just while walking in the void.

or errors.

But when he picked up the Shadow Staff of Time and came back again, the artistic conception of every song was excellent.

But he just didn’t draw his sword!

What do you want?

Such an approach made even the evil spirit of arrogance feel extremely abnormal.

He understood it as an act of delaying time, and delaying time also had a purpose. What was Xu Xiaoshou waiting for?

Any help?

My consciousness subconsciously looked into the starry sky, and I woke up from a dream.

The restriction has been broken…

the army of secrets…

thousands of lightsabers…

the angry immortal has arrived…

“Let it go! Forbidden!”

Realizing that Xu Xiaoshou, who was reciting poetry on the surface but was doing tricks behind the scenes, turned out to be such a villain. , Sui Yin’s whole soul swelled as if it was about to explode.

“A gentleman’s promise?”

“What’s a promise?”

He raised his six arms high, with the humiliation of being deceived written all over his face. He could no longer care about the promise he just made and was about to kill him.

Who would have thought that at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou clenched his four swords, broke away from the state of reciting poems, and looked at him:

“Coming?”

Coming?

What’s coming?

Sui Yin is puzzled, so he takes action.

The heaven and earth trembled with a buzzing sound, and thousands of streams of light came from outside the starry sky, headed by a Buddha’s light that was dazzling.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes shone brightly, and his whole body was filled with aura. He raised his sword and transformed into the supreme being of heaven and earth. He let out a long roar in the air:

“Here comes the sword!”

[End of this Chapter.]