I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1773

[Chapter 1773]

[Chapter 1655: Burning the piano to make a cocoon is not self-binding, the butterfly flutters its wings and moves the rivers and mountains]

Chapter 1659 Burning the piano to create a cocoon is not self-binding, and the butterfly flutters its wings to move the rivers and mountains.

“So, this is your plan?”

“If he advances, you retreat, if he retreats, you advance, just to play and love the common people?”

Relics of God, While Sang Lao moved his fists and feet, he turned his head and looked at his beloved disciple in front of him hesitantly.

Thanks to Aitu Shou, I was born again.

A semi-saint of the reborn fire system, he gained enlightenment in the ruins of the gods at the beginning, and also mastered the sleeveless and red-scorched hands, a variant of the Dragon’s Melting Flame.

Mr. Sang is very satisfied with this life.

He stroked his new body, feeling that smooth touch again after a long absence.

This new body has fair skin, can be broken by blows, and is perfect with only one flaw left.

I touched my head and found that the bald patch was still not cured.

The excessive work at Fenqin in the past seemed to have caused not temporary physical damage, but permanent mental damage.

“What a pity…”

Mr. Sang just sighed.

Soon, he took back his mind and no longer indulged in his beautiful body.

Red and pink skull.

No matter how beautiful his skin is, once the sleeveless red-burnt hands or the sleeveless red-burnt body are opened, he will soon return to the withered body state before.

Sometimes, Mr. Sang also envied the second-generation Shen Nian of the Eight Masters of Sword Nian, Mei Siren Sword Elephant, and Wei Crazy Killing God Realm, which only hurt the inner body but did not hurt the skin.

But then I thought about it, and I realized that I had at least mastered the Divine Mind, and had a trump card that was as powerful as my ancestors.

And some people…

turned their heads and looked to one side, woke up but were still dying. Mr. Sang was very satisfied.

Some people can’t even learn to penetrate the spirit, and their physical bodies are even more fragile.

What’s wrong with the sleeveless and red-scorched hands that I realized have some side effects?

Already great!

…

“In my opinion, it’s more than just a joke, right?”

On one side, the water ghost opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and held a holy medicine in his trembling hands to slowly absorb the spiritual energy.

He didn’t dare to eat it directly. He only recovered from serious injuries, and even his body had just been repaired.

If you take a strong dose of a powerful medicine, you will most likely be unable to bear it and die from overexertion.

Looking at Xu Xiaoshou standing on the top of the holy mountain in the space mirror in front of him, and then looking back at the second real Xu Xiaoshou in front of him, the water ghost couldn’t help but ask:   ”

What on earth do you want to do?”

When people smile, they smile without saying a word.

I am now on the top of the Holy Mountain, respected by thousands of people. The one who came into the ruins of God is naturally him who was originally in the Southern Territory.

But if you wait a little longer, you can let me in, and when you go out, you will be able to love the people.

Seeing that Xu Xiaoshou’s expression was a little too conceited, the water ghost hesitated for a moment and decided to give some harsh advice:

“Even if it’s really a joke, you have to pay attention to your level. After all, you still love the common people. If you can’t hold it back, you will explode.” …”

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Sang shook his head and interrupted:

“Love for the common people will not break out.”

“So no matter what you want to do, as long as the Holy Mountain has not welcomed Mr. Yu back, step on him hard, no need to show mercy! ”

The water ghost was shocked and thought, is this really an objective suggestion? Isn’t it also mixed with some small emotions of wanting revenge?

Mr. Sang looked at his beloved disciple very seriously:

“I don’t take any personal emotions. I just know that if you are not stupid to love the common people, you can only have your teeth knocked out and blood swallowed.”

“Even if he is stupid and wants to explode… ”

Xu Xiaoshou, pay attention to the “little people” coming and going from the Holy Mountain. Dao Qiongcang doesn’t want to see you win. He only wants to see both sides suffer.”

“So he, or Yue Gongli, and Some people who suddenly wake up on the Holy Mountain will remind you to love the common people and be patient!”

“And you…”

After a pause, Mr. Sang showed a ruthless look on his face: “Xu Xiaoshou, you don’t have to worry about it. Just step on him as hard as you can, it’s a great opportunity, don’t show mercy!”

The water ghost was silent, he hadn’t thought of this yet.

Everyone is shocked, you old man Sang, when I came up with that plan, I felt dirty under the influence of the old slut.

Do you really not want to give me any kindness?

“I will.”

Jinren nodded, indicating that he would convey the master’s opinions to me.

The water ghost quickly put the matter aside.

It depends on Xu Xiaoshou himself and the help of Boss Fenqin.

The two of them have been able to make the overall situation and some details that may have been poorly thought out clear.

The “think tank” role he could play was minimal, so the water ghost simply turned to another angle and asked:

“Have you mastered the method of leaving the ruins of God elsewhere?”

Everyone saw that there was light in the eyes of the two men, and they understood this. Asked what the true meaning was, he could only shake his head and regretfully said:

“There is another way.”

“But this method is currently only available to me. If you want to go out, you have to rely on the guide to get back from where you came.”

Glancing at Cao Erzhu, who was still practicing, he said , “He does too.”

The water ghost opened his mouth, as if he wanted to find out what was going on, but Master Shou was not what he used to be, and he was also afraid of asking about some secrets.

Jin Ren was not that open-minded and took the initiative to explain: “Unless you all practice the secrets of origin, spirit, and intention.”

The water ghost’s head buzzed when he heard it, and he immediately gave up the unrealistic idea.

So is Xu Xiaoshou’s method of “faking death” to escape from the relics of God so difficult?

“Dao Qiongcang seems to have other ideas…”

Before he could finish his words, Jin Ren smiled and replied:

“What Dao Qiongcang was thinking at that time was to completely refine your souls into the kind of weapon spirits I described, and bring them with you. Get out.”

“I can do this now, don’t you think?”

The water ghost was speechless.

It turns into a weak weapon spirit and goes out, then breaks away from the restrictions of the “vessel” in the outside world, reshapes the physical body, and slowly returns to the realm of cultivation.

People are out.

It can be considered as surviving.

Dao Ji is half-wasted.

Maybe a hundred years can restore the semi-holy combat power, but I am afraid that there is no possibility of making any progress in this life, and a hundred years…

Compared with the overall situation, the day lily is cold!

Instead of doing this, it is better to stay at the ruins of God.

After Xu Xiaoshou has finished acting like a monster outside, he can restrain Ai Cangsheng elsewhere and the few people here can safely return the same way they came.

“Don’t think about it.”

Mr. Sang waved his hand and glanced at the water ghost with disgust, “You can think about things, but he will not think about it thoroughly? Don’t even look at whose disciple he is!”

The water ghost: “… ”

Okay, okay, you master and disciple, you are awesome.

For no reason, he kept talking about his incompetent son in his mind. It was so different!

…

“When the time comes, I will go out.”

After a period of silence in which “everyone has their own agenda,” Sang Lao suddenly looked at his apprentice and spoke in a deep voice.

The water ghost’s eyes moved from Cen Qiaofu who had not yet woken up. His face was gloomy and he was silent. He didn’t know whether it was because of Cen Qiaofu or because of Sang Lao’s words.

Go in to attract attention… Everyone probably knows what trick the Fenqin boss was thinking about just now, and he said helplessly: “Where to come out?”

“Dead Sea!”

“Let’s talk about it.”

Everyone waved his hands, not thinking about it . It’s too late to talk about the rest, because I can handle everything myself, so there’s no need.

He decided to take over with me, and he used his passive points and passive skills to accumulate a lot.

“Come back!”

Sang Lao’s decision was very firm. He shouted and called the traitor back. Then he looked at him and the water ghost and said calmly:

“If I delay returning to the Dead Sea, it will be equivalent to ‘containing’ and Doesn’t exist.”

“In this case, it is possible for Ai Cangsheng to choose to give it a try, suddenly pull you into the divine court, and quickly resolve the battle.”

Divine court?

Jin Ren’s eyes twitched as he thought of the Dark Divine Court, the Ranming Divine Court, and the Ruins of the Ancestor of the Arts.

But these are either prototypes of the divine court, or they are only barely activated, borrowing some of their power.

“Shenting!”

“And complete!”

Sang Lao said concisely, because he knew that Xu Xiaoshou understood the meaning of these two sentences, but he was not reassured after saying it, so he explained a few more words seriously:

“I don’t know the specifics.”

” But the Holy Continent is the territory of the five Holy Emperor families. The secret realms of the Five Holy Emperors can evolve into the Five Great Divine Courts when necessary. It is possible for Ai Cangsheng to borrow it. ”

“If you are forced to do so, you must be careful. “The Resurrection of the Tenth Ancestor” is the fundamental reason why Zui Yin only dares to swallow the half-saints in the ruins of God to accumulate strength, and does not dare to enter the Holy Continent.”

“In short, don’t let your guard down, knowing their trump card . There are many, many, very strong ones, that’s all.”

Jin Ren nodded.

He knows this.

He doesn’t have many trump cards and isn’t strong. He’s as crazy as the Eight Masters and as strong as the Holy Slave. He won’t be suppressed for that long.

The gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky, and it is not necessary to hibernate in the Holy Mountain for more than thirty years. Only now have they dared to go south and take advantage of the chaos to raise a Tianji Divine Sect.

Even if only half of the ten lords united, they could have overthrown the rule of the five holy emperor families – but this has not happened so far, which shows something.

This time I returned to the Holy Spirit Continent. Because I have experienced the evil spirit, I have been secretly guarding against these things.

And I don’t think that the Holy Emperors of the five great Holy Emperor families in the Holy Holy Continent, even if there are low-level Holy Emperors among them, will be weaker than the evil spirits of the Relics of God.

sᴛᴏ𝟻𝟻.ᴄᴏᴍ

is the exact opposite, or even worse, it’s possible!

This can be seen early in the Tianxuan Sect from the timid and rat-like behavior of the miscellaneous Holy Emperor Feng Yujin.

“The Tenth Ancestor has revived…”

Jinren murmured softly, looking at Old Man Sang uncertainly, wanting to know the extent of his recovery.

The evil kind?

Or, full recovery?

I have to say, it’s simply unimaginable!

Mr. Sang shrugged: “The price must be high.”

Therefore, the possibility of complete recovery cannot be ruled out… Although everyone was secretly shocked when they heard such a tactful answer, they said they could understand it.

Someone who was able to write the “Guan Sword Code” thirty years ago, could the Five Holy Emperors really be able to suppress his talent?

Ligers walk alone.

It must be a great “great terror” to force the Eight Lords to be the inevitable loners and want to set up the Holy Slaves. With the help of the power of Fenqin, Huacao Pavilion and other forces, they secretly united with the other ten people to spend three days. For more than ten years, I have been so shameless that I even wanted to snatch the famous sword from the hand of the little girl Su Qianqian. Do you want to go against the will and change your life?

“It’s not like that yet.”

Sang Lao smiled, feeling that Xu Xiaoshou’s worries were unfounded.

After all, this is the most extreme and worst situation, and none of the Eight Masters ever encountered it back then.

“If you want to return to the Dead Sea, you only have one chance.” Jin Ren returned to the topic.

“Yeah.”

Mr. Sang understood very clearly.

When the person returns, Ai Cangsheng is absolutely well prepared and there is no way he will be allowed to return to the ruins of God through the way of guidance.

By then, if Xu Xiaoshou failed to rush to rescue in time, he would basically be useless.

“But I still have to go back!”

Sang Lao naturally knows the easiest way to play chess, but it is obvious that his ambition is not that small:

“Holy slave, there will always be a decisive battle with Guizhe Holy Mountain.”

“The me before , I would never even dream that Dao Qiongcang would one day leave the Holy Mountain.”

“So, now this opportunity is… a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”

Mr. Sang said for a moment, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and came to the ruined battlefield of the God’s Relics. Pacing back, as if he had rehearsed the plan countless times in his mind for thirty years, he casually said the plan:

“If I return to the Dead Sea, the ladder to heaven will be broken, the Holy Emperor will emerge, the order of the five realms will collapse, and everyone will be in danger.

” ” When I return to the Dead Sea, ghosts and beasts appear. Chaos is coming, and changes occur all over the world. All parties support me.”

“When I return to the Dead Sea, the Eight Masters arrive. The Void Island descends, and the black and white veins come out.

“I return to the Dead Sea. Then the trees in the Holy Hall rose, the beasts of the Holy Xuanmen chanted, and the saints of all races spared no effort.”

“I returned to the Dead Sea…” Sang Lao stopped and laughed out loud: “Actually, it was me who entered the Dead Sea.”

“Eight years ago. This is the point where Zunxun and I break up. He feels that there is no need to do this. He can gradually break through from the outside and enter the secret realm of the five holy emperors. ”

“I feel that it is not enough to go against the will. You have to take root internally. , connected inside and outside, led by the turbulence of the Dead Sea, radiating to the situation of all races up and down the ladder. ”

So…

the arrow in the Eighth Palace entered the Dead Sea, and it followed the trend?

Even if there is no Eighth Palace, is there a way to enter the Dead Sea in the Ninth Palace or the Tenth Palace?

So…

after returning to the Dead Sea from the Relics of God, Mr. Sang will still make trouble in the Dead Sea. How can he make trouble?

After going around in circles, I thought I had jumped out of Shengnu’s plan. When I looked back, I was still in the planning of Bazunzhen and Old Man Sang?

“Hiss!”

Ju Ren’s eyes trembled.

I didn’t expect Mr. Sang to say this suddenly.

From his current perspective, how weak is Mr. Sang?

The semi-saint of profound meaning can be destroyed easily, and compared to the five great holy emperor families, he is as insignificant as an insect.

But a weak insect can make a cocoon and bind itself to the dead sea.

What I am thinking about now is to follow the trend of the relics of the gods and turn into butterflies, flap their wings, and set off a storm in the Holy God Continent?

Jin Ren suddenly looked at the water ghost.

However, he found that although the water ghost looked surprised, he clearly did not look surprised, as if he had expected it.

No, you are making me, the new second-in-command of the Saint Slaves, look like an outsider!

Jin Ren quickly asked: “What do you want to do?”

Sang Lao smiled and turned back: “We are on the same page.”

“… Shit! For such a big thing, no matter what, you have to tell me that I need to be involved in it. What can you order so that we can cooperate?” Everyone’s eyes widened and they were at a loss as they hurriedly turned their will to deal with this matter.

Sang Lao smiled without saying a word and sat down on the big rock.

He raised one leg, leaned on his elbows, crossed the fingers of his hands on his chest, and said slightly with the corners of his mouth:

“No need.”

“Everything changes, but it remains true to its origin.”

From Tiansang Ling Palace to the Relics of God…

From the Holy Slave Sleeveless to burn the harp and cook the crane…

Xu Xiaoshou has heard too many stories about old man Sang, from the storyteller, from the Eight Masters, from Aunt Xiang…

Until today, until this moment, he has never gone from being slightly bald. In this little old man, we can really see a bit of the determination and madness of the former master of the dark intelligence world.

Sang Lao pointed to the gray sky of the Relic of God:

“Shen Yin is a variable, you have put an end to the variable.”

He pointed to the space mirror summoned by Jinren, and pointed to the people rioting on the Guizhe Holy Mountain above:

“The sky of Dao is a variable . , you have also changed the variables.”

He pointed to the opposite side, to his beloved disciple, and to Xu Xiaoshou:

“You are even more of a variable, a completely unpredictable and uncontrollable variable.”

After a pause, Sang Lao lowered his head. He shook his head and smiled, his baldness reflected:

“But if there is no heart that is exposed to variables, Jinzhao’s fire will not be randomly selected in the five realms for decades, let alone choose you by chance when I return to the Spiritual Palace.”

“If you don’t have the heart to control variables, Jinzhao Tianfen is your final answer. I will never go to see the Eight Masters again because of you to ask for the other half’s ten-segment sword finger.”

Sang Lao raised his head and looked at it. Toward the gray sky.

After reshaping his body and losing the dark circles under his eyes, his eyes actually did not look as deep as before.

But the depth of the dark circles under his eyes was false. The depth in his eyes at this moment could hold the vastness of the galaxy:

“The Void Island has been laid out for hundreds of years, and this is what has happened…”

“If you don’t exist in the White Cave, I will go there in person… ” …”

“There is a water ghost plotting in Guyin Cliff, and the Four Divine Pillars are waiting for you…”

“There are still candidates in the Four Symbols Secret Realm. You are stronger than the Tears and Two Lines…”

Mr. Sang said many variables, but all of them Variables, even if something unexpected happens, can still be controlled.

——In fact, if there are no unexpected variables, they are not called variables!

As for this round, which was still under control, it was obvious that with Sang Lao’s gaze, Xu Xiaoshou realized…

that he was going to leave it to him.

“You spent one night as a disciple in Tiansang Ling Palace, and I told you about the Goose Lake and the Cage.” Mr. Sang recalled with his eyes.

“The layers of cages, nested together, are the five regions of the mainland that I want to tell you, the Holy Emperor of the Ladder to Heaven.”

“At that time, you threw rocks into the lake, which was shocking. I took it as a joke, but turned it into a beautiful vision. , I hope this is true.”

Sang Lao said with a smile, stroking his beard that had not yet grown, and said mockingly:

“My dream will come true one day?”

He was obviously very satisfied with this apprentice.

Even before, during, and after becoming a disciple, there were actually many things that were unsatisfactory.

But there is no absolute perfection in life, and Mr. Sang is very satisfied with how it has developed to this day.

“Now that everything is ready, even the sky can’t plot against you. Why should I be worried about you?”

Sang Lao looked back at the spatial mirror again and looked at Guizhe Holy Mountain:

“Whatever you want to do, just do it. ”

If you don’t worry, I won’t tell you this today.”

“When the time comes…”

Mr. Sang stood up from the big stone, clenched his fists, and did not open his sleeveless, red-scorched hands to show his strength. .

He also wanted to enjoy the beautiful body created by his beloved disciple.

“When the time is right, I will return to the Dead Sea, and I will enter the game with my own body.”

“All changes are like water flowing eastward, just let it take its course.”

“I will leave the rest to you.”

Xu Xiaoshou finished listening . I opened my mouth, with mixed feelings in my heart and a lot to say.

He originally thought that he would be invincible if he didn’t fight and just loved the common people.

You can also increase your passive value wildly, use your skills slowly and slowly, and grow stronger little by little.

I never thought that the trend was unstoppable!

The direction I was walking in was still the direction that the Holy Slave was following – the stone broke the sky in the lake and was still in the lake!

Mr. Sang, I want to do something even more raunchy in the middle…

Can you move?

You’re just a half-saint with profound secrets!

Do you really think you are a seasoned slut?

But without opening his mouth to dissuade Xu Xiaoshou, Xu Xiaoshou thought of the phrase “once in a thousand years” – it is true that if you don’t show off at this time, what if the old slut really intervenes and stands on the holy mountain…

Seeing that Xu Xiaoshou’s face was livid, Sang Lao said, Qing was uncertain, smiled and waved his hands:

“No need to be anxious, and there is no need to be in such a hurry.”

“I’m still here, the initiative is up to us.”

He pointed back to the holy mountain in the space mirror, raised his eyebrows, and said,

“You still have time. , just not much.”

[End of This Chapter.]