I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1766

[Chapter 1766]

[Chapter 1,648: A piece of paper with the words “Retreat” to persuade the temple, leaving behind the world to serve as a bow and arrow]

Chapter 1652: A piece of paper retreats to advise the temple, leaving the world behind as a bow and arrow,

“Move, move!”

“Put all your vigilance on me to the highest level. When Xu Xiaoshou returns, maybe just after I finish speaking After these words!”

“Speaking of which, why are the higher-ups suddenly so sure that Master Shou… uh, that guy Xu Xiaoshou is coming back soon?”

“Don’t ask if you shouldn’t! Guard your position! Everyone is here. I’ve been on the mountain for so long, don’t you know that these things can’t be discussed… I heard that Master Yue Gongli is back!”

“What? Is he still alive? Doesn’t it mean that the half-saint who accepted the invitation to go in is basically cold? ” Is it true?”

“He didn’t ask for a holy order to invite him in, and who is he? His last name is “Yue”! Wait, these are not things to discuss, shut up!”

“Okay, okay, but again. Speaking of which, if Lord Yue Gongli can come back and Xu Xiaoshou can come back, wouldn’t they have passed the examination of the God-killing Official Site… who will get the inheritance? ”

“I don’t know, the site has been completely lost in the second half, I hope. It’s Master Yue Gongli, he’s so strong. But I should be surprised if I don’t see Master Shou for a day. He has been at the ruins for more than half a month, so he won’t stand still, right?”

“Captain, don’t you mean Master Shou? Has he evolved again? When he moved to Yujing City, he was able to fight against the Semi-Saint alone. Now… can we trap him with this broken formation? ”

“Boy, you have to understand that there are things like formations. It is used to protect the weak like us, at least I think, it can’t trap those monsters!”

“Then if Master Shou comes out on the holy mountain…”

“It depends on whether the Great Emperor of Cangsheng can use the power of one person to trap those monsters! It’s overwhelming!”

Guizhe Holy Mountain is covered with many spiritual formations from the mountainside down.

The young people who participated in the battle were worried. For the first time, they discovered that being admitted to the Holy Mountain to work as an errand was not a guaranteed job. It turned out that there was also a risk of death.

The older generation are very worried and want to do whatever they have to do. Anyway, if the sky falls, the tall man will carry it. Even the emperors of the world cannot carry it…

They look towards the clouds on the top of the mountain from a distance.

There is a touch of gold at the highest point of the world, called the “Ladder to Heaven.” It is because of this ladder that the world is divided into upper and lower poles.

Even if the world is invincible, someone will come from heaven.

What are you panicking about?

The ones who should be panicking are those ungrateful saint slaves!

Black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the upper and lower parts are divided into two parts. On the other hand, the part of Guizhe Holy Mountain from the mountainside to the top of the mountain is very different from the one below – there are too few people.

If someone is high in the sky and has a bird’s eye view, he can see the upper part of Guizhe Holy Mountain, like a long-awaited arena, with an extremely solemn atmosphere.

The sporadic visitors were either old ladies with evil spirits and secret treasures in their possession.

Or, it was an old half-sage with an indifferent face who looked ordinary at first glance.

There are fewer people.

But it’s all the essence.

On the top of the highest mountain, the Shenghuan Palace has been rebuilt, but there is no one inside.

On the contrary, on the large platform with the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus rooted outside the temple, there were several figures of semi-saints pacing back and forth, worried.

…

“Report!”

Xi Yiyougui, the leader of the foreign department, entered the scene and quickly came to the wheelchair on the steps in front of the main hall. He respectfully presented a letter saying:

“Master Yue Gongli has gone up the ladder to heaven and returned to the emperor’s realm. He said yes I’m ill and can’t participate in the battle.”

“This is the latest information from the foreign department. He…he didn’t reveal much.”

This statement did not avoid everyone present.

After all, those who can stand on the highest platform at this moment are the masters who will fight against the Holy Slave next.

Either the old half-saints inside the Holy Temple, or the strong foreign aid invited from all over the five regions.

So strong.

Naturally, everyone has a temper.

“The majestic red-robed Taoist Master, one of the members of the ten-person council. If you are feeling ill, wouldn’t it be better if you took some pills, but you are so timid?”

A voice of anger sounded at the right time, expressing what most people present were thinking. .

Xi glanced out of the corner of his eye and recognized the identity of the speaker.

Qin Duan, the half-saint ancestor of the Siamese Qin family in the northern region.

A red lion-headed halberd, an ancient relic monument artifact, had a terrible reputation throughout the God of War three hundred years ago.

Foreigners know much more than outsiders.

The Qin family is also a large semi-saint family, with three semi-saint statuses passed down from generation to generation.

In addition to Qin Duan, there is also Qin Guan, who is also a semi-saint and ranks among the Twelve Saints of the Northern Territory.

Of course, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, not because of their internal discord, but because of the rules set by the Holy Temple:

Qin Duan is in charge, and Qin Guan naturally has to go to the far north of the Northern Territory to suppress the interdimensional rift.

“I heard that Qin Guan accepted the invitation to invite the Holy Order and entered the ruins. He has not returned yet…”

Xi boldly guessed that the Qin family may only have this one ancestor left, and a semi-saint who has no successor. .

All the tribes are watching him with eager eyes. No wonder Qin Duan wants to go to the Holy Mountain.

He probably also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat Xu Xiaoshou, gain great merit, regain his reputation as the “Ferocious Saint of the Northern Territory”, and suppress the wolves, tigers and leopards from all sides.

“Mr. Qin is right!”

Not long after Qin Duan finished speaking, another strong foreign aid with gray hair stepped forward, glanced at Fang Wenxin, Zhong Yuanzi and other silent internal members of the Holy Temple, and sneered disdainfully:

” The Holy Temple was in trouble just now. Yue Gongli came back with important information, but he didn’t even want to see me. He asked this… child to go and get information.” He looked at Xi, unable to remember this little devil. His name is not important:

“Be timid before fighting. Yue Gongli has given the Holy Temple a bad start. Where did Xu Xiaoshou come from?”

“Stop here and say something harsh, people He ran away first, but I was waiting for more than ten and a half saints. Could it be that they were all frightened?”

The child who was forced to lose his name flashed out of the corner of his eye, without any ripples, and emerged in his mind. Information about this second old guy.

The ancestor of the Half-Saint Qiu family in the Central Region, Qiu Gu, was born with a golden body and holy bones. He cultivated the way of “protection” and was known as “Invincible to ten thousand men and as solid as gold.”

I climbed the mountain ten days ago, and when I met him, I dared to ridicule the emperor for being too young. Maybe if he lost this battle, it would be because there was no one available in the Holy Temple.

After that, he unexpectedly managed to catch an arrow from the Emperor of Cangsheng without dying. After only three days of training, he became vigorous and vigorous. From then on, he became famous in the entire semi-holy circle, and was so popular that even the holy guard An was suppressed.

“He’s an old fox with some strength and knows how to create hot spots… No, old turtle, his defense is terrifyingly tough!”

Xi was a half-saint who didn’t dare to offend him, so he lowered his head silently without saying a word.

“Tch.”

Beibei, who was leaning on the Emperor’s Sword under the Nine Sacrifice Gui, rolled his eyes slightly and his mouth slightly deflated.

None of these old things can keep up with the times.

He doesn’t even understand the value of the latest generation of ten seats, and he doesn’t even know the qualifications of Xu Xiaoshou’s ten seats, so he just utters arrogant words.

If Xu Xiaoshou was really that weak, how could the Holy Temple go to war so violently?

From Beibei’s point of view, these two semi-holy wars are really going to go up. It is estimated that they will not be able to withstand Xu Xiao’s real move a month ago.

Not to mention that guy is coming back from the Ranming Ruins…

“You can’t get stronger, can you?”

Beibei couldn’t help but secretly gasped when he thought of that scary guy.

Just using ancient swordsmanship to compete, he can suppress himself effortlessly, and he can pick the next one without even taking a breath after the battle.

If he really had to transform into a hand-torn unicorn, who could withstand it?

A question that Bei Bei has not thought through so far is that Xu Xiaoshou’s information does not seem to show that he is of the Void Clan’s bloodline. How can that person become so hot in a single blow?

…

The semi-saints on the square were clearly divided into two factions.

One faction is the Holy Temple Temple faction headed by the afro-headed Zhong Yuanzi and the hunky-headed Fang Wenxin. They look listless and all of them look like useless dogs.

One faction is the foreign aid faction, headed by Qin Duan and Qiu Gu. They are both ancestors and giants. When they get together, they are full of energy and fighting spirit, comparable to the eight young masters.

Of course, there is another way to divide it:

one group has seen Xu Xiaoshou with his own eyes.

One group has only heard of Xu Xiaoshou.

Ai Cangsheng, the only person sitting on the steps but still higher than everyone else, turned a blind eye to the uproar of the foreign aid group below.

To him, these are not foreign aid, but just decorations for the hearts of all the holy temples from up and down An Sheng Mountain and even in the five regions.

After all, there are about a dozen Half-Saints on the Holy Mountain. Waiting for Xu Xiaoshou sounds much better than Xu Xiaoshou coming back to beat the several Semi-Saints he had beaten so hard before.

From beginning to end, there were only two people in this battle.

Xu Xiaoshou, and himself.

Ai Cangsheng was still sitting in the wheelchair, with his legs covered with black cloth and the evil sin bow casually placed on it.

With a “tsk”, he tore up the envelope Xi presented. The semi-saints in the square fell silent and all looked over.

The guards who were standing outside the square, watching with eyes, nose, nose and heart, only eavesdropping but not speaking out, suddenly raised their heads slightly, and their peripheral vision lit up.

Internal information on Ranming Ruins was cut off for more than half a month.

At first, Master Shou was still inside, and every time he killed one, he asked the people of the Holy Temple to come out and report the news, thus provoking the Emperor.

There was no news after that.

At this moment, who doesn’t want to know the first-hand news and brag to the brothers later?

If you don’t care about this when you are on duty in the Holy Mountain, how can you still care about those insignificant spiritual crystals?

Emperor Cangsheng is a very good person, and he doesn’t mind at all the peeping thoughts and holy thoughts of others, and he just turns over the folded paper.

There is a large character written in thick ink above, clearly from Yue Gongli, with a strong warning:

“Retreat!”

…

Retreat?

Regardless of whether it was Qin Guan, Qiu Gu, Fang Wenxin or Zhong Yuanzi, when they saw the word “retreat”, they all looked shocked.

Is Yue Gongli so anxious?

Xu Xiaoshou actually did this?

What on earth did they go through at the site of the God-killing Official, and the majestic red-robed Taoist Master wanted to give such a humiliating word of “retreat”?

“Hahahaha!”

Semi-Saint Qiu Gu laughed loudly, with a sarcastic look on his face: “How is this holy way? It turns out that Yue Gongli was scared to death…”

Boom!

Ai Cangsheng raised his eyes from the letter.

Everyone in the square felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer. Qiu Gu choked and his voice suddenly stopped.

No look of impatience.

He didn’t even take a second look at Qiu Gu.

From the calm face of Emperor Cangsheng, everyone read two words: Noisy.

“Yue Gongli, did I say anything more to you?” Ai Cangsheng looked at Xi.

Xi waited a moment.

Semi-Saint Qiu Gu looked embarrassed, but he did not dare to talk nonsense or say a word about the Great Emperor.

He then spoke:

“Yue Gongli said that those who can evacuate should try to evacuate.”

“If you really can’t, we must fight. Don’t choose the battlefield at Guizhe Holy Mountain. Fight elsewhere.”

Qin Duan raised his brows and stopped talking. .

Qiu Gu couldn’t hold back: “Who did he ask to evacuate? Who specifically?”

Xi Gong glanced at him respectfully. He didn’t want to say anything at first, but now he could only speak bluntly:

“Those who can evacuate should do their best to those who are half-saint and below. .”

…

Isn’t this nonsense!

The square suddenly exploded.

Even the guards around him couldn’t help but communicate secretly.

Half-Saint and below?

Okay, there is no need to go to the Holy Mountain. Can the Emperor of the People take everyone to live in Heting Mountain?

It sounds like, in Yue Gongli’s opinion, the tens of thousands of people on the mountain and down the mountain combined are not the only enemy of Xu Xiaoshou?

Qiu Gu opened his mouth, just about to spit out the fragrance.

After Xi paused, he added: “In addition to Cangsheng Emperor, there is also Yu Lao.”

What?

Good boy, do you really dare to tell me what you have to say?

Mr. Fang and Mr. Zhong looked at each other and said nothing.

The semi-saints from the foreign aid faction were all furious and could not contain themselves.

What do you think the other half-saints in the square are, miscellaneous soldiers? Salted fish?

“What does he mean, except for Emperor Cangsheng and Yu Lao, we and the other half-saints are all papery and can’t withstand Xu Xiaoshou’s sword?”

Qin Duan couldn’t suppress the anger in his heart, he just wanted to see the descendant of the Yuezhi. This breath is too loud and smelly!

Ai Cangsheng ignored it completely and only asked: “Where is Mr. Yu?”

Xi said: ” Mr. Yu is still looking for his great-granddaughter all over the world, but he can’t find it. I guess even if he is ordered to come back by force, he has no intention of joining the war.”

Qiu Gu said no more. I can’t stand it any longer.

What is this? Is this the Holy Temple? That’s it?

Without the Taoist Palace Master, a pile of loose sand cannot be used to describe you, just a pile of sand!

“Among the ten members of the council, one is taking care of himself to avoid the fight, and the other is talking about looking for his granddaughter…”

The former even used excuses.

The latter is so outrageous that you can’t even think of a serious excuse, right? It’s just a waste, right?

Qiu Gu tried his best to use euphemistic words so as not to offend these fellow semi-saints, but he could not suppress the contempt for them in his heart:

“How could a mere Xu Xiaoshou frighten you so much…”

Oops!

There is no wind or waves in the void.

There seemed to be something strange coming up. Qiu Gu stopped talking and looked puzzled: “Hey, where did I just talk about?”

Not only him, but also Qin Duan, Fang Wenxin, Zhong Yuanzi, etc. all had strange expressions on their faces and frowned bitterly. Thinking, as if forgetting something.

The secret exchanges in the square suddenly fell silent.

The things everyone was discussing seemed to have lost the focus of the matter, and the entire logic collapsed, unable to form a correct circuit.

Beibei rubbed his face and was talking to the Nine Sacrifice Divine Envoy aunt when he suddenly stopped.

Xi stood in front of the wheelchair, sorting out a lot of things in his mind, and suddenly stopped.

Ai Cangsheng also stopped.

What was different from the others was that his brows were slightly condensed and his eyes were filled with thoughts.

After the chain of thoughts in my mind was broken, a thought popped up:

“It’s here again.”

…

Yes, it’s here again!

This weird feeling of interruption has happened several times in the past month and a half.

Either they were in a meeting, or observing, or thinking…

It wasn’t because they touched some taboo, but everyone forgot something at the same time.

But because the “taboo” disappeared at a certain point, everyone passively forgot “it”.

Every time at this time, there is no abnormality in the Tao of the Holy Spirit Continent, as if “weirdness” does not happen on this continent.

After everyone is doubtful, they will naturally move on to the next topic.

For example, right now, everyone in the square quickly started discussing what to do next.

Or what to eat at night, or why everyone gathered here, or whether the fish always took the initiative to hide his great-granddaughter and then secretly fished…

Love the people and hold the sinful bow.

Under his eyes, the world is completely different.

The direction that I had been staring at for more than half a month, and I didn’t know why I was staring at it, shouldn’t have changed.

At this moment, there is a change.

Tao, change.

Forgetting, becoming.

Ai Cangsheng tightened his hands and murmured silently: “I’m here.”

…

“Holy God Continent, I’m back!”

When he returned to the mainland from the ruins of God, he returned to the top of the Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Xu Xiaoshou, who was left alone in the world, couldn’t help but roar.

He somewhat understood why Dao Qiongcang got angry as soon as he returned to the Southern Territory.

It turns out that the joy of returning home is this kind of joy. If you don’t vent it, it means you haven’t come back.

But obviously, this place is not a place where you can mess around.

With a sweep of perception, you can see the Guizhe Holy Mountain up and down the mountain at a glance.

The aunt in palace clothes under the nine sacrificial osmanthus tree, the imperial sword in white clothes Beibei, the explosive-headed old man Zhong on the left side of the steps, the blood shadow copper coin old man Fang, the miscellaneous soldier and half-sage on the right side of the steps, Xi on the steps, and the common emperor in the wheelchair … …

very good!

All without paying attention to themselves!

Dao Qiongtian is not there, and the Heavenly Secret Formation is not there, Xu Xiaoshou dares to come out in such a arrogant way.

Even with only independence from the world, without the disappearing technique, he stood openly and openly on the mountain in mid-air, letting the breeze touch him, and the space kissing him. Everyone’s eyes passed over him and ignored him.

“Locked, passive value, +1.”

Suddenly, Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair stared at him!

No, he was not staring at himself, but at the position he was in…

“As expected of the Tenth Seat!”

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes lit up, and he was not surprised but happy.

Being independent from the world is not a panacea, he has already proven this.

Just like the sky, Qingyuan Mountain can use some means to avoid the influence of independence and remember itself.

Ever since, Xu Xiaoshou probably had a standard.

Only those who can be alert and even aware of it after becoming independent from the world are called “masters”!

And looking at the entire Guizhe Holy Mountain, there are countless miscellaneous fish, and indeed there is only one who can be called a “master”!

Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair only stared at himself for half a breath, and suddenly picked up the evil sin bow on his leg.

Draw the bow and set the arrow, all in one go.

“Boom!!!”

[End of This Chapter.]