I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1839

[Chapter 1839]

[Chapter 1,718 This name has been raised for thirty years. This beast was born in the wilderness.]

Chapter 1716 This name has been raised for thirty years. This beast was born in the wilderness.

“Master Feng, take a look.”

Xu Xiaoshou was not in a hurry to go down to the Dead Sea.

Instead, he was drunk in the wind and showed his interest in the outside world.

Because he found that even if he didn’t cause trouble and only sent one Zhu Yiyi out, the increase in passive value actually increased instead of decreasing.

Strange!

The audience in Yujing City was numb to me, but became interested in the “newcomer” Zhu Yiyi?

Of course Xu Xiaoshou knew that he had just told Zhu Yiyi to look for a preaching mirror before going out, but in fact there was no need to look for it.

As long as there was a smarter person in the Feng family, they would have prepared the mirror at the Holy Mountain, waiting for Zhu Yiyi to come out.

Drunk in the wind on one side was quite frightened by the phrase “Feng Shao”.

He just trembled in his mouth and subconsciously wanted to reply “Young master Xu doesn’t dare”, but his thoughts wandered to which title was better, Mr. Shou or Mr. Xu.

The last half of the sentence was not spoken, but the picture in the mission mirror cut quickly, showing the scenery of Guizhe Holy Mountain.

“Not bad.”

Xu Xiaoshou could see it as soon as the Holy Tribulation came out.

Zhu Yiyi has a solid foundation, and there should be no major surprises in his canonization. It would be better if he was canonized at the Relic of the Gods.

In addition to the evaluation of mental enlightenment, as for Zhu Yiyi’s brilliant life after emerging from the Dead Sea…

“It’s very s*xy!”

Xu Xiaoshou was very happy to see it.

Zhu Yiyi can indeed cause trouble.

In fact, as long as you are born in the Southern Region, there seems to be a lot of s*xy work.

Xu Xiaoshou heard Li Fugui say that role-playing is still popular in the Southern Region.

But they did not restore the paper figures, but the ten thrones.

It is said that the Eight Masters are immortal and the Dao Qiongcang is the one who catches up from behind.

Of course, the most popular characters nowadays are the two characters “Emperor of the People” and “Master Shou”.

Interestingly, Auntie Xiang, the only female character among the ten characters, is more popular than the other male characters.

This is what surprised Xu Xiaoshou.

In his impression, it seems that it should be the other way around?

Of course, these things are small and a bit unreasonable.

But it is great to say that it is great. After all, everything that exists must have its reason.

To a certain extent, the role of “Master Shou” has come from behind and is almost on par with the Ten Lords, which naturally reflects some problems.

“Name!”

Yes, it’s still a name.

After winning the First Sword Immortal, although the process was effortless, the improvement brought by “name” became obvious.

At this moment, in the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou felt the subtle changes in himself all the time.

He can clearly sense it himself. Compared with the past, such as before the God’s Relics, or even Void Island and his previous self… he

is completely different!

Before, it was like a body sculpted from clay, like a sword hidden in its scabbard.

Even if I have the will to transcend, my feet feel like they are being tied up by water plants, and I cannot escape the state of drowning.

Now the sharp edge is revealed, and the sword removes the dust.

Even if it’s just a look in his eyes when he’s casually chatting and laughing, judging from the subconscious and reserved reactions of others, it’s different.

Completely different from before.

If you think about being self-effacing and saying that you are not a wolf, that is no longer self-effacing, but hypocrisy.

“The internalization of the name is transformed into thoughts.”

“The externalization of thoughts is manifested in the form of sword thoughts, placed in the eyes.”

“The eyes, for ancient swordsmen, are mostly the symbol of the ‘heart sword’ …”

Like the sharp eyes of the Eight Masters when they know me with the sword.

It’s also like the calm and confident look in Que Leihan’s eyes in the small town of Qingyuan Mountain.

The unique sword thought contained in the sea of qi has only been slashed head-on once in the past, and it could only hurt the red-clothed vigil at the Throne Realm.

Today is different from the past.

Under the nourishment of fame, even Xu Xiaoshou didn’t spend much time practicing sword watching.

In just these few days, the sword thought has grown so strong that it is even bigger than the sword thought in Bazun Shuliu’s body.

Of course, this does not mean that he has surpassed Lao Ba in the practice of sword reading, but it can also be understood as a symbol of “entering the palace”.

Shen Nian, this form of power that is said to be the most difficult to cultivate, only when Xu Xiaoshou really got started could he feel how ferocious it was.

Just relying on his own sword thought, at the “quality” level, he can already crush the power of the Dragon Ancestor in his body, comparable to the power of the Heavenly Ancestor.

Although in terms of “quantity”, it is still not as good as Tianzu’s inheritance.

But because he experienced this change personally, Xu Xiaoshou understood why it was said that the penetration of spiritual thoughts was a feat that spanned the ages.

I also understand why it is said that the Eight Masters combined the mind of the gods with the “name” to create the “sword mind”, thus achieving innovation in another sense.

“Names, endless streams!”

After the title of First Sword Immortal was confirmed, no matter whether he was fighting or causing trouble…

even at this moment, when Xu Xiaoshou looked around.

I am in the Dead Sea, and the protagonist in the missionary mirror is not myself, but Zhu Yiyi.

The nourishment of fame has never stopped.

That feeling of getting stronger every moment still continues.

Zhu Yiyi is still able to gain “fame” by doing things at the Guizhe Holy Mountain site!

Because everyone in the world knows that Zhu Yiyi is Shouye’s man.

The more powerful he behaves, the more roundabout ways he can help boost Shouye’s reputation.

“Since the nourishment of the name continues, it means that the Divine Mind… no, it is the Sword Mind. Once a person becomes famous, once he enters the palace, even if he leaves it uncultivated, the Sword Mind can automatically become stronger?”

“Nurture…”

“This is the ultimate concept of ‘raising’, and sword raising should be like this!”

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but think, “Then my current name, is it comparable to the one with a big mouth?”

Xiao Kongtong seems not to be obvious, In fact, he is the lord of Shenyue Immortal City, and has been known as “Eldest Brother” in the ancient sword cultivation circle for a long time.

It can be said that among the eight masters, if there is a second person who has the ability to practice swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly Xiao Kongtong.

In fact, it seems that only the three of us are famous for practicing swordsmanship… Xu Xiaoshou doesn’t think that his current reputation will be any less than that of Xiao Da Zui.

After all, Xiao Dazui is just the name of a small number of people in the ancient sword cultivating circle in the Sword God Heaven of the Eastern Region.

And his “No. 1 Sword Immortal” not only takes the name of this group of people, but “Master Shou” also takes the name of everyone in the five realms.

“Then, am I, the ‘First Sword Immortal’, comparable to Lao Ba’s ‘Eighth Sword Immortal’?”

At this point, Xu Xiaoshou’s thoughts stopped abruptly.

There was no need to say more about the answer of no. He even felt extremely scared when he thought about it.

Eight Masters!

This damn guy, he created Jian Nian, but he didn’t tell the world that the power of this thing can only be felt after entering the room.

——After becoming famous, you can become stronger even if you don’t practice!

When no one knew this, he used the name of “Eighth Sword Immortal” to eat up the entire Eastern Region Sword God’s belief.

Then, under the name of “Ten Sacred Seats”, it radiated across the five realms and truly made everyone, young and old, aware of it and admired it.

The Southern Region does not practice ancient swordsmanship and does not respect ancient swordsmanship.

The three words “Eight Masters” have occupied the top spot in the Southern Region role-playing rankings for a full thirty years and are unbeatable.

A leopard can be known by a glimpse of it, and autumn can be known by a fallen leaf.

Even on the ladder to heaven, I heard that the impressions of the geniuses of the lower world can only be summarized in three words: “Eight Masters”.

If you want to gain my reputation, you still need seven points of effort.

He truly developed the concept of “genius is just the threshold for meeting him”.

One can imagine how many names from the Five Domains he has digested over the years.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou’s scalp was numb!

The key is that the guy showed nothing. He has been an eight-fingered cripple for more than thirty years.

Even before the change in sword thoughts, Xu Xiaoshou, one of his own, had doubted whether relying on Lao Ba was a wrong decision?

Now, he had no doubts.

Only when one’s name is perfected and his sword readiness is flourishing can he receive such nourishment and such improvement.

Bazun understands that the phrase “I am here” is not conceited, but confidence.

Perhaps the ancestor gods are not yet comparable.

But he still has the confidence to kill the great Holy Emperors who regard the Holy Holy Continent as their back garden and the ladder to heaven?

“Steady, steady…”

Xu Xiaoshou was no longer in a hurry, and kept telling himself that he could slow down again.

While staring at the mission mirror, he watched Zhu Yiyi start counting after finishing.

While everyone was watching, he secretly took out four swords.

The Four Swords is still the Four Swords. It lives up to the name of the fierce sword and has extraordinary charm.

But at that time, even the divine sword Xuan Cang in Rao Yaoyao’s hand seemed to have lost consciousness after seeing the four swords, and he even wanted to compete with Fei Gaogao.

In the Dead Sea, when the fierce sword came out, it did not cause any trouble.

The Emperor Sword Duzun did not even make a sound of sword sound.

Or I dare not!

No one even paid much attention to the appearance of a sword in Master Shou’s hand, because Zhu Yiyi’s count on the frontal battlefield entered the final stage.

Only Beibei felt something, frowned and glanced sideways.

She only felt a little weird, but couldn’t read anything. She wrinkled her nose and let out a “hum”.

Xu Xiaoshou raised the corner of his lips and put away the sword.

He saw clearly the essential difference between the Imperial Sword and the Fierce Sword.

The former still seems to be obscured by dust. Even though it is shiny and bright, it is not bright.

The latter is nourished by the sword thought, and the sword body is flowing with light, and there are faint signs of the first of the five great artifacts of chaos in its momentum!

If we say that the compatibility between Beibei and Emperor Sword Duzun is infinitely close to 100%.

Then Xu Xiaoshou himself, plus Four Swords, plus Sword Thoughts, have exceeded the limit of 100%.

As for the “upper limit”?

Ancient sword cultivator has no upper limit in sight.

It is hard to imagine what kind of effect it would have if the Eight Masters of Swordsman returned and the Qingju Sword Tomb entered the world and the two merged into one.

“This is what you want to say to the world, is the bonus of ‘name’ and ‘sword mind’ to ancient sword cultivators, my dear…”

The Dead Sea is not rough, and Xu Xiao’s heart is turbulent under the pressure.

The king is in my hand. Unless I take out the second card on the ladder to heaven, who in this world can bear the crazy name of the eight masters who have been together for thirty years?

But before that, whether you can prove your way by loving the common people depends on the situation of the final battle.

It’s okay to fail.

The Eight Masters know the truth.

The sky is like a mantis stalking a cicada, followed by an oriole.

But Xu Xiaoshou doesn’t like the feeling of being a burden. He is also a normal person. He also wants to win and rely on his own strength!

“Zhu Yiyi, this first step is for you…”

…

“Three!”

The countdown enters the final stage.

The five regions are paying attention. At this moment, not many people are thinking about Zhu Yiyi’s previous tricks.

Even Feng Xiaoshuang held her breath and concentrated, forgetting the past, only feeling a lot of pressure.

She knows better than Zhu Yiyi who the “dog” is and how it will bite people.

Maybe as soon as the life countdown ends and the “boom” sound is heard, the arrow of the sinful bow can take away his life just by relying on the aftermath.

After all, Zhu Yiyi is not a master, and he cannot protect the safety of those around him.

A thief, what can anyone hope for?

“Two!”

Zhu Yiyi said without any pressure.

He didn’t even fully understand who the subject of the “dog” was, but he only had a rough idea.

But he has been in the Death Gate for a long time and has no idea about the war in the outside world.

He doesn’t know the relics of gods, the evil spirit, the palace master, the great emperor of the world, the five degenerations of heaven and man…

Naturally, he doesn’t know if he can withstand a “dog” biting someone.

unimportant.

You don’t even have to think about it.

Because Master Shou said that as long as he counted, nothing would happen.

Could what he said be wrong?

Then, after returning to the Xingjie several times and meeting that damn Li Fugui, he can be canonized as a saint, which is the top priority.

Zhu Yiyi couldn’t wait any longer and shouted out the last sound of the five domains focusing on each other:

“One.”

Click…

Feng Xiaoshuang stepped on the air and rolled a stone down the cliff.

The sudden sound frightened the spectators from the five regions to skip a beat, but Zhu Yiyi only glanced over with a frown.

“What are you doing?”

“You’re sweating profusely. Do you have a fever?”

Feng Xiaoshuang said bitterly. It’s really difficult to lift this mirror. I’m drunk in the wind. I wrongly blamed you. You were able to persevere during the Holy Mountain War. You’re already a man. .

…

“Aren’t you going to cum yet?”

In the Southern Territory, Zhong Yuanzi didn’t expect Ai Cangsheng to be so patient.

He couldn’t help it anymore and turned around to question the man in the wheelchair beside him, wanting to shoot an arrow for him.

Xu Xiaoshou is too crazy!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this “counting” is provocation!

He just dared to arrogantly seize the path of half-saint Pei Yuan in front of the world and dig out his status as a semi-saint, in order to prove that the path of the Holy Temple is wrong.

The people they called could not even hinder Xu Xiaoshou’s progress, let alone deter him.

What’s even more annoying is that after he did this, he asked Zhu Yiyi to bring out his personality and even Pei Yuan’s soul.

He was caught in the crosshairs of the Eye of the Great Way and the arrow of the Sinful Bow.

After counting to ten, I’m leaving. Will you stop me?

Don’t stop?

Coward!

The person you called here, in the end, you didn’t even save his soul, he’s a waste! Wasted dog!

bar?

Uh…

Zhong Yuanzi didn’t know what would happen.

But he also knew that if he stopped him, Xu Xiaoshou’s intention would be fulfilled.

He must have something big, and if it happens after “blocking”, it should be even more impactful than “not blocking”.

But…it

‘s too crazy!

I can’t stand this guy being so arrogant!

You should shoot him in the face so hard that if you can’t kill Xu Xiaoshou, why can’t you shoot a mere Zhu Yipin to pieces?

But Ai Cangsheng shook his head slowly, “The time has not come yet.”

Zhong Yuanzi clenched his fists. Seeing Ai Cangsheng was noncommittal, he said angrily:

“Are you afraid of falling into a trap?”

“If you are afraid of falling into a trap, it is his trap, he will He didn’t prepare anything, but in fact, I bet you that he was prepared and didn’t cum?”

Hearing this, Ai Cangsheng glanced at Mr. Zhong in surprise, as if he was surprised that the other person was actually enlightened.

Silent contempt is the most maddening thing.

Zhong Yuanzi is not good, do I look like a fool?

He finally opened his mouth: “This Zhu Yiyi has mastered the Golden Gate Stealing Technique. He can steal the sky and change the sun with one hand, and it is difficult to prevent gods and ghosts. If he is canonized, it will be a big trouble. Maybe even your sinful bow will be stolen. Can you let him go?”

Love ? Cang Sheng shook his head and said nothing.

Zhong Yuanzi was so angry that his head was spinning. After opening his lips and teeth, he also chose to remain silent.

OK OK.

You are ten.

No matter how bad it is, it still looks like a ten-seat statue.

Who am I, Zhong Yuanzi? I am nothing. How dare I get involved in the war between you?

I’m an ant, I don’t deserve it!

…

“The game is over.”

After counting ten, nothing happened.

Zhu Yiyi exclaimed, snapped his fingers, and grinned at the preaching mirror. He was a perfect flatterer:

“Master Shou is unpredictable, and master Shou is also a god who predicts things!”

“I told you it’s okay. “It’s nothing. I’m going home to be canonized. You should go and pay attention to Master Shou.”

“The next time we meet…”

His eyes moved from the preaching mirror to Feng Xiaoshuang next to the mirror. The person is heartbroken.

Finally, he stared back at the preaching mirror:

“Be careful!”

“The bonus thief can also steal hearts.”

Stealing hearts… Feng Xiaoshuang was stunned for a moment, her cheeks turned red, and when she saw the red one was about to leave, she hurriedly raised it. He gestured with his hand:

“Zhu…, you still have a useless tip bag!”

Zheng!

Zhu Yiyi flicked the copper plate, and each of the five regions heard a crisp sound.

What did he steal?

Up ahead, Zhu Yiyi paused, turned around, and scratched his head:

“Yeah, I forgot~”

“I still have a tip bag.”

Feng Xiaoshuang was stunned.

Can you forget this?

This is the most important thing, okay!

If you have forgotten, what is the meaning of holding this mirror here?

Zhu Yiyi didn’t care about anything else and quickly took out the tips bag given by Master Shou.

If nothing happens after counting, open the bag.

There was a clever trick in the kit, and after using it, nothing happened.

These are Master Shou’s exact words. Zhu Yiyi is not a wise general and does not like to think. He trusts Master Shou unconditionally.

After opening the black brocade bag, he took out a palm-sized note with some crooked words written on it.

So ugly!

This word was definitely not written by Master Shou!

If you don’t identify it carefully, if I’m not literate, you won’t even be able to see what’s written here with the Eye of the Avenue…

“Come here, come closer.”

Zhu Yiyi waved to the preaching mirror, because the note On the top are written the three characters “according to your thoughts”.

If you want to recite this, you must let the five realms hear it clearly.

The missionary mirror came over reluctantly carrying the missionary mirror.

Zhu Yiyi was not afraid of being spied on. When he saw someone approaching, he shook his head and read out the contents of the note:

“There is a beast, born in the ancient times, born in the unknown. It was originally an insect larvae, bound itself in a cocoon, and transformed into a human form.”

” Its clairvoyant eyes can see into the clothes, and its food and color are constantly ejaculating. It is wrapped in black cloth and likes to tie itself up. It is actually the nature of

the beast to be afraid of light. It often hides in the shade of mountains and dares not see the clear sky. ”

The way to tame it is to have the courage to tame it, and send it east and south. If you know it is gentle and gentle, it will not easily get angry. If you beat it and scold it, your heart will be strong.” “Ice.”

“This beast controls luck. It doesn’t come out on weekdays. If it comes out, it will shock the world. This beast protects the road. It doesn’t move on weekdays. If it moves, the ground will ring.”

“If you ask why this beast…”

Zhu Yiyi stopped. He raised his head in confusion and said to the preaching mirror:

“No, it’s gone at this point!”

“What did you write? It has no beginning or end!”

While cursing, Zhu Yiyi actually felt that the reading was catchy, but he didn’t have much education and could only barely read.

He couldn’t figure out what this thing described, so he looked at Feng Xiaoshuang and asked,

“Do you know what ‘this beast’ is?”

He turned his head and looked, oh, everyone in Feng Xiaoshuang was trembling.

I had a fever just now, but now I feel like I have chills. Are all ancient sword cultivators so yin and yang?

“Why are you still sweating…”

Zhu Yiyi folded the note in a daze and waited for a while, but nothing happened.

He put away his kit, shook his head, and shrugged.

“Inexplicable!”

He cursed again, raised his feet, and was about to go home and be canonized.

After thinking about it, he still felt something was wrong. Zhu Yiyi turned around and glanced at Feng Xiaoshuang, who was shaking like a sieve of chaff, and muttered:

“What kind of beast is this beast?”

“Is it the ‘dog’ that Mr. Shou said, but No, there’s no humanoid dog?”

[End of This Chapter.]