I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1838

[Chapter 1838]

[Chapter 1,718 The Dead Sea enlightens the mind and leads to good fortune.]

Chapter 1715: Enlightenment in the Dead Sea leads to the original mind, and good luck prevails.

“See the light of day again!”

Escape from the Dead Sea and return to the Holy Continent.

When his mouth and nose were filled with fresh air instead of the dirty water of the Dead Sea, Zhu Yiyi could not help but roar.

Cool!

So cool!

Every time he comes back after being imprisoned, he always feels like a “resurrection”.

But this time, it felt heavy.

Zhu Yiyi was born in the Southern Territory, with a strong internal organs, and he has experienced everything.

He has been a liar, a robber, a killer, a bounty hunter… he has done all kinds of dirty work as long as he can make a living.

He experienced many kinds of dungeons, water dungeons, and stone dungeons, and suffered many punishments.

Without exception, he could always escape intact with the Golden Gate stealing skills at his side.

If you can live in the light, who would want to live in a dark corner?

Therefore, since Xu Xiaoshou is recognized as the master on Void Island, Zhu Yiyi is really working hard.

He knew that his origin had nothing to do with absolute light, and he would never pass the selection of the Holy Temple.

Being a relative righteous person like the Holy Slave, with the Eighth Sword Immortal leading the way, is already the best and biggest opportunity that he can come into contact with.

He worked so hard that he had s*x with the Taoist Palace Master head-on!

Among the spiritual refiners from the Five Regions, especially those from the Southern Region, who doesn’t know what kind of person the Master of the Dao Palace is?

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a “god” in the mortal world.

This is exactly what happened…

Master Shou couldn’t defeat the Taoist Palace Master at all.

On Qingyuan Mountain, as expected, as soon as the master of the mysterious and mysterious Taoist Palace closed the net, he entered the Dead Sea in a daze.

After sitting in water jail so many times, Zhu Yiyi experienced what “despair” means for the first time.

All of his little thoughts could not escape the Taoist Palace Master’s calculations.

On the way to the Dead Sea by Xi, he struggled and tried to save himself, but all his tricks were seen through.

In the Dead Sea, the Forbidden Law was enchanted, and it became a complete waste.

Even those ghost beasts and spirit beasts that are usually looked down upon… they even still have the power of the physical body to use, but the soul refiner has no spirit, and the only difference from the corpse is that he can breathe.

Do you regret it?

If you say you don’t regret it, you must be lying to Master Shou.

But from an objective point of view, Zhu Yiyi doesn’t think he is wrong.

He knew that no matter how devoutly he repented, he could not do anything for the master of the Holy Temple.

Even if I try my best and exert all my strength to the extreme, I still can’t get into the familiar eyes of the Eight Saint Slaves.

Their subordinates are all moonless and sleeveless.

When you really get down to business, you play cards one by one, all with the prefix “Ten Seats”.

Zhu Yiyi?

What the hell!

Fighting for Master Shou was the best choice Zhu Yiyi had ever encountered in his life.

For two months at the Dead Sea, he was desperate, angry, struggling, exhausted, praying, cursing…

In the end, his mentality was completely calm.

He only thinks about two things every day, one is whether Master Shou is here, and the other is when will I die.

In two months, Zhu Yiyi had gone through the dirty life of his past more than 20,000 times in his mind, and Zhu Yiyi felt that he was only one and a half saints away from becoming a saint.

His Dao foundation comes from the ancestor of martial arts.

He is not as vain as Li Fugui who took drugs. He was Taixu through battle. After all kinds of life and death experiences, his Taoist foundation is as solid as a rock.

His mentality could have been regarded as a flaw…

But after two months of hard work, the rush of life suddenly slowed down, and Zhu Yiyi realized the truth.

“Life is life.”

“Death is life.”

“Those who steal from me will be stolen, and those who take from me will eventually return. This is true for others, and so is our Kinmen monks…”

Facing the wind.

Facing the bleak night.

Zhu Yiyi stood on the top of a messy mountain, opened his arms, and laughed heartily:

“Old man, I didn’t understand what you meant before. Is there anyone else who can steal from my Kinmen?”

“Now, I kind of understand.”

“Shut your eyes, even though you’ve already burped…”

Zhu Yiyi said and laughed loudly. He has never been a sentimental person, let alone immersed in the past too much. .

He is a pragmatic gambler.

The more you can live, the more you earn.

If there is such a good thing as a semi-saint falling from the sky occasionally, it is of course not because of any great efforts he has made, but just…

“Luck has gotten better!”

Zhu Yiyi grinned and said. The oarsman clapped his hand, and three copper plates came out on the back of his hand.

All positive.

He smiled, moved his right hand backwards, brought the copper plate to his thumb, and then flicked it upward.

“Zheng!”

Three copper plates flew up at different levels.

Zhu Yiyi bent one knee, half-sat on the void, placed the ankle of his left foot on his right thigh, and suddenly rolled up his trousers.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Three copper plates clattered onto the calf of the black wool pants. When I lowered my head, I saw…

it was still the front!

“Woohoo~”

Zhu Yiyi laughed and slapped the two copper plates behind his calf, and the first copper plate took off.

He grabbed it, took a breath, rubbed it with his fingertips, and shouted:

“Flower!”

The copper plate disappeared and turned into a coquettish blue rose tear.

He smiled and patted his calf again, and the second coin took off. He grabbed it and rubbed it again:

“Carrot!”

The coin disappeared.

A white radish that should have just been unearthed appeared in Zhu Yiyi’s hand.

It wasn’t over yet. Finally, his calf hit him upwards, and Zhu caught the copper plate as it flew up.

When he turned around, he opened his palm and said,

“Mirror!”

In his hand, a full-length mirror as tall as a person suddenly appeared, a mirror mirror.

Zhu Yiyi laughed.

He grabbed the preaching mirror and pointed it at himself, smoothed his bangs while looking in the mirror, put them next to him, and found a rock to sit down on.

He didn’t know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he looked to the horizon, the distant horizon.

The scorching eastern sun broke through the sea of clouds and sprinkled a touch of orange, which happened to hit Zhu Yiyi’s face.

Zhu Yiyi’s whole body shone.

He grabbed the mirror as if he were a good friend’s shoulder, and laughed proudly:

“Hey, I’m lucky today!”

…

“What is he doing?”

There were four spiritual refiners from all over the five regions. People from the domain couldn’t understand what Feng Zhongzui was doing at this moment.

Yes, the Mother Mirror of Mission still broadcasts the Dead Sea, but the picture is half-image.

The other half is that after Zhu Yiyi came out of the Dead Sea, another mirror was pointed at him from a distance.

And when the mirror image was wrong at the end, and that crooked face appeared, still stroking his bangs…

everyone knew that the preaching mirror pointed at Zhu Yiyi had been found.

“But, why?”

Most people are still confused and unable to understand everything Zhu Yiyi did after leaving the Dead Sea.

Like the wind.

No logic!

“Flowers, radishes, mirrors… do they have any meaning?”

“The bonus thief, according to the information, he knows this “Golden Gate Stealing Technique”. Is this what “stealing the sky and changing the day” means?”

“But is there any ‘meaning’ – —Locate on what he wants to steal and exchange it with copper coins to get a certain thing. He can’t be gambling, right

? “What are you shouting for?”

“That’s not gambling, what is he performing?”

“The performance is unpredictable. He even stole the mirror, which means he knows that there is a missionary mirror filming him. Go to the Dead Sea and wait for a while.” Look, my mental state is probably even crazier than him!”

“Crazy? How come it doesn’t feel like it…”

The four realms are still looking for Zhu Yiyi’s intention, and are even thinking about “flowers”, “carrots”, and “mirrors”. of profound meaning.

Little did they know that at that time, there was a certain area where enthusiastic cheers were being staged with Zhu Yiyi’s every move.

The sinful soil of the Southern Region!

Only people from the Southern Region understand Zhu Yiyi.

Only dead disciples, villains, and slumped corpses can understand everything Zhu Yiyi did after leaving the Dead Sea.

Just like the gentle countryside of Yujing, which reflects the luxurious style of the entire Central Territory, the Southern Territory has been in turmoil for years, and no one knows whether they woke up or were sent to another world after a sleep.

Therefore, they pay attention to doing what they think of and living in the present.

Zhu Yiyi is from Tainan Territory!

His character and behavior represent the ultimate in the free and uninhibited nature of Southern people!

“He’s just gambling, a big gamble!”

What’s the gamble?

Why bet?

What will happen after all this gambling?

This is a question that people from the other four realms will think about, and people like Master Shou and Dao Hall Master who think too much will think about it.

In the eyes of people from the Southern Territory, there are not so many problems.

People from the Southern Territories never think about this. They only know that at that time, if they want to do that, just do it, and that’s it!

When Zhu Yiyi used a copper plate, called “flower” and rubbed out flowers.

Represented by the Dead Apostles at the No. 1 viewing platform in Fengjia City, cheers erupted.

Everyone is celebrating, celebrating the right bet.

Maybe it’s for something else, no one knows, but it’s just a celebration.

When Zhu Yiyi called out the carrot again and stole the carrot, someone came on stage and performed a blood-escape race walking around the viewing platform for seven times.

Why blood escape?

Why race walking?

Why seven circles, not six circles, and not eight circles?

None of the Dead Apostles at the scene pursued these “whys”. They only knew that the scene became even more heated due to the seven laps of the Blood Escape Race.

They cheered one by one, staring at the Feng family who emerged from the mud unsullied.

Some dead disciples even threw shoes on the stage to express their respect for Zhu Yiyi who won two consecutive bets in the picture.

And when the last wave of calls came to the mirror, the scene was completely unbearable and completely exploded.

Is it possible to bet on a preaching mirror?

Among the instructions given to Zhu Yiyi by Master Shou from the Dead Sea is to find a missionary mirror after leaving the Dead Sea…

This kind of acquisition takes no effort at all. It appears when someone wants to win a third time after winning two consecutive bets. With a very small probability, it wouldn’t be too hearty!

“Flowers, radishes, mirrors…”

People who have lived in the sinful soil of the Southern Territory all their lives will not think that flowers represent dreams, radishes represent life, and mirrors may represent the road to the unknown, or the ability to see one’s true heart clearly. Tools with avenue.

They never think so much, they just know…

flowers are flowers.

A radish is a radish.

The most the mirror has is a name, it’s called the preaching mirror.

And the last sentence, “I am very lucky today,” is like sprinkling boiling oil on a fish that has been bloomed and steamed.

Whether it tastes good or not is another matter, but watching the oil boil in places other than the pot is particularly satisfying.

…

“I…”

“Where is my preaching mirror?”

Feng Xiaoshuang blankly grabbed the dirty copper coin in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.

Suddenly disappeared!

This copper coin suddenly appeared!

There were no signs, let alone any fluctuations in spiritual skills or ancient swordsmanship…

I had just received the order from my old family leader not long ago. After broadcasting the Five Decline of Heaven and Man from the Western Region, I had no time to rest, so I rushed to the Holy Mountain without stopping.

This Zhu Yin has not even started spreading yet. The preaching mirror is missing?

“That’s wrong.”

Feng Xiaoshuang quickly realized that the preaching mirror was most likely lost to Feng Zhongzui Mao, because at the end there was a faint sound coming from the picture in the mirror… Mirror?

Then I still have to meet him head-on?

Feng Xiaoshuang felt a little uneasy.

Taking photos of Mr. Shou is very simple, just bring someone with you. At least Mr. Shou won’t mess with his own people. This good job is done by that boy Feng Zhongzui.

Take a shot of Zhu Yiyi…

This is an evil cultivator from the Southern Territory, and his temperament is even more unstable.

My appearance is quite good, and my figure is even better. Could it be that he has a crush on me?

“Boom!”

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

Dark clouds gather in the distant sky, hinting that the Holy Tribulation is about to take shape.

…

“This is not the time.”

Not long after the sun rose over the sea of clouds, Zhu Yiyi’s mind became clear, and the Holy Tribulation actually came to the door on its own.

This is not a good time to survive the tribulation!

Master Shou’s mission has not been completed yet, and according to Master Shou’s previous instructions, where is the dog?

At this moment, a plump fairy came from the south with a sword. When he landed in front of him, he took a closer look…

his appearance was not bad!

She is definitely not a dog!

A smile broke out on Zhu Yiyi’s face, he turned away and said to the preaching mirror: “It seems that not only good luck is on my side, Uncle Zhu is also blessed with great luck!”

After Feng Xiaoshuang landed, her heart skipped a beat when she heard the sound. After taking a photo, he said with an unnatural expression:

“Hello, Senior Zhu, I am Preaching Mirror…”

Huh?

Feng Xiaoshuang was stunned.

Zhu Yiyi was also stunned.

The spectators in front of the Five Realm Mirror burst into laughter.

Feng Xiaoshuang is not from the younger generation, and there are many people in the southern region who know him.

Strictly speaking, she is of the Mesozoic generation, but she is not yet at the level and age of the Ten Lords.

He was Feng Xiaose’s peer who was also sentenced to leave the Feng family and join the Xuyue Gray Palace.

They are about the same age, neither above nor below, both at the same level as Xiao Kongtong and Zhu Yiyi.

The combat power is also pretty good.

At least Xiao Zi from the Feng family can show his face and won’t be too weak.

Logically speaking, she can be treated as a peer.

Calling “Senior Zhu” at this moment is probably giving face to Master Shou, his semi-saint status, and the holy calamity that just passed by in a flash.

“Hello, preaching mirror.”

Zhu Yiyi successfully took over the identity of the preaching mirror holder, turned the mirror and pointed it at the preaching mirror.

The woman who called herself Preaching Mirror turned red and said,

“No, I mean…”

Gu Jianxiu seemed to be unable to stand being photographed by Preaching Mirror.

She couldn’t even speak, and the movements of taking out the copper plate in her hand became extremely unnatural, or artificial:

“I mean, the preaching mirror is mine. Senior, you lost your copper plate, and it is here with me…”

” This is not my coin, what I lost is Lingque.” Zhu Yiyi is too familiar with teasing women from good families.

“Hmm.”

Feng Xiaoshuang twitched the corner of her mouth, with an expression on her face that she wanted to explode but didn’t dare. The missionary mirror was capturing it.

grace.

Be elegant.

If we want to have the demeanor of our Feng family, we can’t act like newborn calves like Feng Zhongzui and Feng Tiantian!

“Haha, is this it?” Feng Xiaoshuang actually found a piece of spiritual palace.

Zhu Yiyi didn’t answer, and put on a subtle smile on his face, “I also lost a wife, and she was carrying a spirit palace.”

“?”

Feng Xiaoshuang raised his eyebrows, and his whole body was filled with sword intent, and he suddenly He drew the sword from his waist.

“I’m giving you shame!”

She suddenly got angry and slashed at the preaching mirror with her big sword.

This scared not only Zhu Yiyi, but all the spectators in the five regions were shocked. This woman…

“Climb!”

The big sword touched the face directly from top to bottom.

At the same time as he raised his sword, the void behind Feng Xiaoshuang cracked.

The golden Ten Thousand Swords are generated, and the aura and coercion can temporarily suppress the enemy into confusion.

Absolute empire!

But how can Zhu Yiyi be a young and fledgling young man?

He has seen many big scenes, including Taoist palace masters, so how could he be impressed by this mere ancient swordsmanship?

“Zheng.”

He flicked the copper plate on his fingertips.

Feng Xiaoshuang struck down with his sword and his hand was empty.

She was originally holding a big sword in both hands, but suddenly she was holding a copper plate and threw herself towards Zhu Yiyi.

“You are too wild. Uncle Zhu doesn’t like it. Uncle Zhu likes people who are as gentle as water.”

The sword in his hand actually appeared in Zhu Yiyi’s hand.

This guy showed no mercy when he moved his hand, and pierced Feng Xiaoshuang’s chest with his sword.

“Poof!”

The preaching mirror was sprayed with blood.

This blood seemed to be smeared on the faces of everyone in the five regions, making everyone confused.

“What happened?”

“How come Feng Xiaoshuang’s sword appeared in… changing the day and night?”

This is so weird!

If we say that copper plates were exchanged for flowers, radishes, and mirrors in the past, everyone would not take it seriously and could not see the reason behind it.

Changing swords before a battle is even more deadly than taking fire from the bottom of the cauldron!

Zhu Yiyi raised his foot and gave Feng Xiaoshuang a violent kick. The sword guard pressed against Feng Xiaoshuang’s chest, almost pressing her out of shape.

The piercing force even kicked Feng Xiaoshuang hundreds of feet through the air. The sword that came out from his back smashed the huge rocks in the mountain in one stroke.

“Pfft!”

Feng Xiaoshuang was in agony and spurted out another mouthful of blood, but it was impossible for him to fall down due to this injury.

She suddenly pulled out the sword from her chest, her eyes turned bloodthirsty scarlet, “Okay, okay…”

It looked like a sleeping lion waking up.

The five regions did not expect to see Zhu Yiyi and Feng Xiaoshuang before fighting against their beloved dog, and they all looked forward to it.

Just then…

there was a snap, and Zhu Yiyi kicked him.

The front of the preaching mirror was pressed to the ground, and the screen went black.

“What’s going on?” The chain was lost again at the critical moment, and the spectators from the five domains screamed and stood up:

“Feng Zhongzui, what are you doing for food, your hands are shaking?”

“Where is my screen? I, Huayue Tower, want you to have a look. Let’s have a drink, what scene can’t I see?”

“It’s fallen, the mirror has fallen, help it, someone… Feng Zhongzui, come here and help me!”

…

“Zhu Yiyi, I’ll chop you up!”

Mixed in with the heated discussions in the five regions was Feng Xiaoshuang’s roar of the Hedong lion, accompanied by the sound of swords tearing through the wind.

Can’t see it!

The screen can’t be seen at all!

No one knew why the picture was suddenly blocked from viewing, and even the people in the Southern Territory had questions about why…

At this moment, there was a “clang” sound.

Everyone knows this sound, it is the sound of coins being thrown up, followed by Zhu Yiyi’s voice:

“Purple.”

Brush.

The five realms fell silent for an instant.

Everyone held their breath, and their eyes were as wide as bells.

“Ah——”

In the next breath, the sword clanged chaotically.

Feng Xiaoshuang’s frightened screams rang out.

At this time, the five regions were completely boiling. One by one, they rushed onto the stage desperately and shook the preaching mirror wildly, as if they wanted to shake the black screen away, or shake the wind drunk to death.

“Show me!”

“Is there anything I can’t see?”

“Zhu Yiyi, put up the mirror for me!”

“Ahhh, Zhu Yiyi, Senior Zhu, Master Zhu… you take the place of Feng You are the one who knows how to get drunk. I will give you a copper plate and we will support you as the king of preaching. Just show me!”

…

“Zhu Yiyi, I’ll kill you!”

in the black screen. , Feng Xiaoshuang’s heart-rending murderous intent could be clearly heard in the five realms.

At this moment, everyone wants to kill Zhu Yiyi even more than Feng Xiaoshuang!

Because after the “Zheng” sound, this guy’s faint voice sounded again:

“A set? I like the parts.”

Ah –

the scream coming from the preaching mirror is the reflection of everyone in the five regions at this moment.

Show me.

Zhu Yiyi, please, I want to see it.

…

Zheng!

“Your shoelaces are loose.”

…

Zheng!

“The same goes for the belt.”

…

Zheng!

“It’s the scent of roses, and…”

…

Zheng!

“It’s rolled.”

…

The copper plate didn’t “zheng” many times, but the five regions felt that a long spring and autumn had passed.

Where is Zhu Yiyi too weak?

His skills are unfathomable, okay!

In comparison, being drunk in the wind is nothing, and the things captured by the preaching mirror Master Zhu is stepping on are much better than what he can do seriously.

As the preaching mirror flickered, the picture became bright again.

In the distance, Feng Xiaoshuang, whose chest was stained with blood red, was huddled by the stone, holding a sword, with anger gushing out from his face.

“I have to get down to business and count the numbers. I’ll return the preaching mirror to you.”

As soon as the mirror flew away, the people of the Five Realms fell into Feng Xiaoshuang’s hands without hearing a word of disobedience.

Finished?

Is that all?

As for the war, there is still one less battle between you!

“You are not the Eighth Sword Immortal, nor the First Sword Immortal, but you belong to the era of ancient sword cultivators, which have long since declined.”

Lord Zhu in the mirror was condescending.

This sentence almost belittled the entire Feng family.

But even after such a sentence full of ridicule, Feng Xiaoshuang did not say more or even half a sentence, just trembling her hands slightly.

There is no more fighting.

Really no more.

Just now, what happened to them!

Master Zhu seemed to realize that something was wrong, and hesitated for a moment: “I was just joking…”

There was no response.

The mirror image trembled.

“You should be a person who can joke…” At this point, Zhu Yiyi thought of the big sword that suddenly exploded just now, “…right?”

Behind the mirror that the world cannot see, Zhu Yiyiyi Suddenly I saw the missionary mirror wiping the corners of my eyes.

ah?

This big girl…

No, I just loosened your shoelaces, belt, and smoothed two strands of your hair. Why are you crying!

Zhu Yiyi can’t even deal with it.

But he was determined not to apologize. He moved his eyes from side to side, looking up at the sky and starting to count:

“Ten.”

“Nine.”

“Eight.”

“Seven…”

[End of This Chapter.]