I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1847

[Chapter 1847]

[Chapter 1,722 Chapter 172: Giving birth to a baby and giving fruit to the ancestors of the tree]

“Is this the master of the Zhendao Palace?”

If it weren’t for the following few slanderous words, the spectators from the Five Realms would really doubt whether Aunt Xiang had tinkered with the sound pearl.

Just find someone to imitate your voice.

There is no picture anyway, so the cost of counterfeiting is not high.

However, as soon as one thinks of Aunt Xiang, she basically has no autonomy since she was controlled by the Taoist Palace Master.

If the Taoist Palace Master hadn’t intended for her to leave a voice, the voice bead would most likely not have appeared in the Dead Sea.

Therefore, everything that happens can only be true.

In other words, the Taoist Palace Master was lying about Aunt Xiang, but he was completely fake about Master Shou!

“Look, Master Shou’s face is a little green. This is the first time I’ve seen him with such an expression, haha!”

“You are really brave, Feng Zhongzui. If you dare to take a picture of Master Shou at this time, I’m afraid you’ll be crushed to death.” In the Dead Sea!”

“Green-faced Shou, so cute…”

Xu Xiaoshou was really not angry.

Everyone had his own way in the battle of Qingyuan Mountain. He tried his best at that time, and now he can be regarded as a light boat passing the Ten Thousand Mountains.

He glared at Feng Zhongzui.

Feng Zhongzui actually dared to steel himself, carrying the preaching mirror and refusing to retreat even half an inch.

Xu Xiao smiled bitterly as he was supported by his forehead: “It’s true that Dao Qiongtian is…”

Feng Zhongzui was stunned and curled his toes slightly. Doesn’t this match the reaction in his impression?

Master Shou actually hasn’t stopped yet!

He paused, stared at the preaching mirror, and blinked:

“Naughty.”

Aunt Xiang froze in place, clenching her fists and clenching her teeth.

Where did Xu Xiaoshou learn this? Is it really something he was born with? I really want to give him a punch!

Just like Xu Xiaoshou wanted to move her to challenge and love the common people.

Aunt Xiang couldn’t bear what Dao Qiongcang had done in the past. It was an influence that couldn’t be erased by just a voice bead.

But now there are really not many people left in the Five Realms who can deal with Dao Qiongang.

Aunt Xiang really wants to instigate a relationship between Xu Xiaoshou and Dao Qiongcang – it’s not that she really wants to oppose the two, as long as Xu Xiaoshou can give Dao Qiongcang a slap in the face and relieve people’s hatred, that’s it. .

She also couldn’t accept that after she entered the Dead Sea, Xu Dao and the two actually got along well.

If these two people get together, it will be too easy to deal with anyone in the world.

God was able to sell it to them no matter what, and even helped them count the money.

If it can be disassembled, it is naturally best to disassemble it.

And since the photo beads are useless, Aunt Xiang understands something.

Xu Xiaoshou had her own ideas. She did not dare to interfere too much in the overall situation, so she immediately chose to protect herself wisely:

“Xu Xiaoshou, the rest will be left to you. Auntie will leave first.”

She held Beibei’s hand. , regardless of Beibei’s opinion, after leaving the last word, the figures of the big one and the small one walked away, so cool and unrestrained.

“Let’s go now…”

Feng Zhongzui whispered softly, feeling envious.

With this move, we can escape from the intensifying whirlpool of the general trend. Who wouldn’t envy him?

If you could be reincarnated, if you could choose your gender.

Drunk in the wind, I also want to experience the life of Aunt Xiang. I think it must be a different kind of fun!

“If I had a god…”

The Holy Mountain Refuge Group quickly stopped fantasizing.

They do not have God as their backing. On the contrary, they have a moody enemy in front of them, Xu Xiaoshou.

He was kept by his side purely because of his semi-saint status, or because he was used to stop the arrows that could fall at any time if he loved the common people.

The Dead Sea is quiet.

Master Shou was also silent.

In silence, the preaching mirror no longer looked at Master Shou.

The camera turned sideways at some point, half showing the graceful figure walking away with her little tail, and half showing the envy and sadness of the saints of the Holy Mountain watching Aunt Xiang go away.

The Dead Sea is still.

The five realms also gradually calmed down.

Someone opened his mouth silently, his scalp numbing slightly.

The world is like a huge missionary mirror, half free and half prison.

…

“There is not much time left.”

Returned from Nanming, with an independent attitude, he stood on the top of the ruins of Guizhe Holy Mountain, the former holy land of the Central Region.

Jinren opened his hands, as if lying in cotton, lying in the soft void.

He seemed to have enlightenment.

The space disk slowly spun out from under him.

Little bits of bright pearl light seeped into the regular avenue, and the scenery of the five realms was instantly included in the perception.

The range of perception is actually limited.

The range of influence that the Super Dao Transformed Mind Dao Pan can exert is also limited.

But all this is based on the extreme compression of the world by the secret of space, “shrunk into an inch”.

Maybe it takes a little more time and effort.

The scope of both can be extended infinitely!

In a frontal battlefield with lightning and flint, this hand may not be used.

If he sits in the Tent of Heaven and the Tent of Heaven, he can almost see “everything” happening in various places in the five regions, just like everyone else.

The little hermit hides in the wild.

After seeing the hesitation in the sky of Nanming Dao, he quickly closed the curtain of heaven and found another hiding place after realizing that someone was staring at him.

Hidden away in the city.

He saw the eight acquaintances walking in the middle territory with the support of the storyteller, making sword seals with each step, making changes wherever they passed, and all of them bowed down.

On the east side.

In the mist-shrouded sword burial mound, the majestic Dongshan Mountain towers into the clouds, and the sisal stands on the top of the mountain, unchanged for thousands of years.

And inside the tomb, Sword Saint Wen, with his sleeves held high, danced in the sword-washing pool with a loud and resonant voice that stopped the moving clouds.

On the west side.

In the vast expanse of desert, dots of verdant green are dotted in it. Behind the ancient temple in the deep mountains and old forests, the Bodhi tree has lost its roots.

At the cross street corner, where the laws strictly reject the holy power, the mysteries of space enter lightly, and a tower hangs underground, like a Buddha hanging upside down.

The crowds in the south are chaotic and disorderly all year round.

The north is full of cracks and desolate mountains and rivers.

All things, as long as the mind has thoughts, can be seen through the eyes, and may or may not be seen through, but there are still one or two guesses.

Alone on this ladder to heaven…

everyone is lying on his back in the void, with his head hanging back. From an upside-down perspective, he can see the upside-down heaven and earth.

The ladder to heaven remains the same, unmoved by the world.

But he knew that under the calm lake of the Five Realms, there would be a storm on the ladder to heaven.

“There’s not much time left…”

With this voice, Jin Ren was not only lamenting the little life he had left, but also lamenting that the dark night was about to come.

If Yu Lao’s canonization of the Holy Emperor is blocked.

As soon as the chaotic war between the five Holy Emperor families ended, they turned their attention back to the Holy Continent.

Dao Qiongcang paid for a Holy Emperor status in vain.

When will the chaos begin and when will the chaos end? Now it all depends on one person.

Today’s chess game is played in various ways, whether the chess player loves the common people, the sky of Tao, the Eight Masters, or the visible or invisible Beihuai, Kong Yuhen…

the last piece, the last move, they all fall. There is only one choice left.

Jinren closed his eyes and threw himself into eternal sleep:

“Xu Xiaoshou, are you ready?”

…

Dead Sea.

Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes suddenly.

Heaven and earth, time and space, the past and the future, the great ways and all laws, cause and effect, death and life, everything belongs to oneself, everything is clear to the original mind!

He opened his eyes…

Xu Xiaoshou, who was in seclusion in the Tiansang Ling Palace, opened his eyes;

the eight saints covering their heads and faces by the lake opened their eyes;

the people who loved the common people in the eighth palace opened their eyes. Opened his eyes;

Yunlun Mountain made Rao Weizi’s Dao Qiongtian open his eyes; the

Four Divine Pillar Holy Emperors of Void Island opened his eyes, the Blood World Pearl Blood Disaster first introduced quietly opened his eyes, the Heavenly Ancestor in the Divine Court opened his eyes;

the Secret Realm of Four Symbols Beihuai Qilin opened his eyes, Qingyuan Mountain Kuilei Hanche opened his eyes with his spiritual thoughts, God’s relics Sui Yin opened his eyes;

Guizhe Holy Mountain’s ancestral trees both opened their eyes, everyone from all over the five regions opened their eyes, the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower was empty I hate opening the window and opening my eyes…

The vortex of time and space on the wooden sculpture is not the underworld, but the endless reincarnation of myself.

One thought lasts forever.

A moment of thought.

Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes suddenly!

At this glance, thoughts swept away, and the pure water of the Dead Sea, which was supposed to be a pool of stagnant water, was so shocked that it rippled again and again!

“Buzz…”

The sound of sword chants comes from a place without roots and a place of fame.

In this forbidden land of the Dead Sea where the ancient swordsmanship was banned by the Holy Emperor’s golden edict, the sword moved.

“Master Shou, let’s take the next step…”

Feng Zhongzui had just moved back the preaching mirror.

He was satisfied with his empty shot just now. This was the highest level of preaching in his life.

He was just about to ask, since he had rescued Aunt Xiang, Aunt Youxiang and Bei Jianxian were going to save the rest of the people one by one.

Then, should we and our group go straight to the second level of the Dead Sea to rescue Master Shou’s master, Saint Slave Wuxiu, Sang Qiye?

Turning around this time…

this preaching mirror can be moved back…

Boom!

As soon as he touched that look, Feng Zhongzui’s chest was hit like a hammer, thunder exploded in his mind, and he was thrown away bleeding.

What? !

What’s this? !

In a daze, Feng Zhongzui felt that he had gone through two reincarnations and experienced all kinds of lives, as if he was trying to find his own path from the world of mortals.

He even saw among the bright stars in the sky that the mysterious door that had been half-opened to Gu Lao’s divine light was now fully open for him.

“Pfft!”

Feng Zhongzui spat out another mouthful of counter-blood, and when he came back to consciousness, his face was filled with horror and joy. He shouted:

“Enlightenment!”

“Master Shou, he has enlightenment!”

Unlike before in the Jade City, Master Shou closed his eyes and crossed his legs, layer upon layer of mysteries emerging one after another.

That’s “quiet”!

That seemed a bit too fake.

The breakthrough was so fast that the world thought that Shouye only needed to press some switch, and the realm would rise on its own.

But now, it is too “moving”!

This is how a spiritual refiner should behave when he or she attains enlightenment in a normal sense.

But what is abnormal is that Master Shou’s enlightenment this time seems to be a bit too much. He has exceeded the average level of spiritual refiners in the world when they attain enlightenment.

He is like an extreme giant looking down from the sky, stepping from the vast and boundless land to a high-rise building.

Open your eyes and realize the truth!

Its power is so powerful that it can break through the world!

The entire sixth level of the Dead Sea, after this “name” opened his eyes.

It was like being boiled by the oven of heaven and earth. It was turbulent at first, then bubbled, and finally boiled.

“Tao!”

The people of the five realms were shocked to see it, Master Shou just raised his right hand and bent his palm.

The Dead Sea exploded with thunder. He didn’t seem to be holding nothingness in his hands. He seemed to have caught something, and he was holding it firmly!

“Look! This is… a sword, a sword elephant?”

“No, more than that, many, he has many!”

Behind Master Shou, the sword thought changed.

The ancient sword is transformed into the god Buddha who cultivates the swordsmanship of the mind, the sword image of Mr. Siren’s nine swordsmanship is transformed into the sword image; the

image of the sword god is transformed into the shadow of the lonely tower, the blessing of the power of the four divine pillars is transformed into the image, the sword of the mind is transformed into the image of heaven… …

“More! Not only the ancient swordsmanship, but also his way…”

“Giant, is that a giant? This is the ancient martial art he refined after integrating the techniques of the Void clan?”

Mainly with the magnificent image of the Heart Sword Technique , and on its right came from an unknown place, the ultimate giant that covered the sky and the sun.

The giant stepped forward step by step, crushing people’s hearts and gods. When he stood still behind Master Shou, he bent down on his waist.

That face!

That face that is so chaotic and unseen!

What was revealed at this moment was clearly Mr. Shou’s facial features, and it was himself!

“Ancient swordsmanship, ancient martial arts giant transformation…”

The five realms murmured in shock, and they all realized something. “There must be more, as well as Master Shou’s soul refining methods and various mysteries!”

The words trailed off.

On the left side of the image of swordsmanship in Xu Xiaoshou’s back, a divine dazzling light rises up, like a circle of images like the birth of a holy ancestor.

Body Dao Disk, Mind Dao Disk, Spirit Dao Disk, Sword Dao Disk, Space Dao Disk, Life Dao Disk…

There are more than ten mystical array diagrams, with different sizes and rays of light, rising up one after another.

If you look carefully, you can still see other details that are dimmed under all the brilliance:

light, water, metal, magic, molecules, time…

“What happened?”

“What on earth did he do?” What did you realize?”

In the Dead Sea, the Holy Mountain Refuge Group huddled together and retreated away in fear, not daring to get even closer.

In the Five Domains, everyone was dumbfounded, and their bodies and minds were completely dull.

“Master Shou has realized the truth. Is he about to be granted the title of Ancestral God? Why is the vision so terrifying?”

“Ancestral God? Isn’t that right? If we go step by step, he should now be able to survive the Nine Deaths Thunder Tribulation and be granted the title of Taixu Spirit Refiner… …”

“Ah? You call this Taixu?”

…

Boom!

At the ruins of Guizhe Holy Mountain, the sound of thunder and calamity exploded.

Feng Xiaoshuang was excited, picked up the preaching mirror and looked up, her pupils suddenly became larger.

After the end of Zhu Yiyi’s holy calamity, the originally sunny and sunny sky suddenly became overcast with clouds.

The tribulation thunder was billowing among them. Under the visual inspection, the thunder seemed to have an aura, which was only as strong as the nine-death thunder tribulation…

but it was so powerful!

“What kind of thunder is this?”

“Guizhe Holy Mountain, someone wants to be canonized as the Holy Emperor?”

Feng Xiaoshuang was filming and retreating, panicked and confused.

Her mission was over, and she didn’t even look at the scene over the Dead Sea for the time being, so she began to take a short rest.

Seeing this, she had to contact Feng Zhongzui quickly.

But before he could even say a word, the preaching mirror in his hand shook, which meant that the other side was connected.

The scene he is transmitting at this moment, the five realms can know, is a major event that surpasses Feng Zhongzui and Shou Ye!

“Hello everyone, I am Feng Xiaoshuang.”

“Maybe you don’t know, and you are still looking at the Dead Sea, but in my opinion, my place is more important now!”

“There is a great talent hidden in Guizhe Holy Mountain, and he wants to seal it. Holy Emperor! Yes, you heard it right, it’s the Holy Emperor!”

Feng Xiaoshuang was excited and said with a flushed face, “I’ve seen Holy Tribulation, but it’s not as powerful as the Zuyuan Emperor Tribulation! ”

boom!

A thunder exploded.

Feng Xiaoshuang was so frightened that she almost knocked down the preaching mirror that might trigger thunder.

After she stopped her actions forcefully, her words also stopped abruptly:

“That’s not right.”

After the “Ancestral Emperor Tribulation”, the sky cracked, but there was no fragment of time and space, and the stars were faintly visible!

In the starry sky, God bows down from the willow branches and worships from afar.

The light of reception connects this world to other worlds, bringing laws from nowhere.

When such great power appears in the Holy God Continent, it turns into a laurel holy mountain…or in other words, a calamity cloud above the Dead Sea!

The voice of the old master Feng Tingchen rang in his ears.

Feng Xiaoshuang’s beautiful eyes widened, her delicate body shook violently, and she exclaimed in disbelief:

“What?”

“This is the rule of the great road that Master Shou has taken over the relics of the gods. To survive the nine-death thunder tribulation in the Dead Sea, to seal the Great Void ?”

…

Feng Xiaoshuang’s words.

Spiritual refiners from all over the five regions were filled with emotions.

This amount of information is not only huge, but also crazy!

“Can the Dead Sea survive the tribulation?”

“The tribulation suffered by Shou Yedu must be transferred from the ruins of the gods?”

“A catastrophe with such great momentum is actually just a nine-death thunder tribulation, just to seal Taixu?

” Momentum never comes out of thin air.

But after a while, as the thunder tribulation evolved, everyone in the five regions suddenly saw that in the starry sky after the tribulation, in addition to the god worshiping willow, the shadow of the ancestral tree vaguely appeared.

“Dragon apricot?”

“That’s the dragon apricot, right?”

There is a golden dragon entrenched on the apricot tree, sending blessings from the air.

“Nine Sacrifice Gui!”

“Oh my God, the Nine Sacrifice Divine Envoy has also rebelled!”

A beautiful woman in palace clothes stood on top of the osmanthus tree, fluttering her sleeves and sending luck cinnamon.

“What is that?”

“Is there a fourth ancestral tree?”

Surprisingly, beside these three ancestral trees, there is a tree of darkness that goes hand in hand with it.

The tree seems to have no spirit, the spirit itself.

She is charming, graceful and graceful, just like a fallen tree mother.

Its crown must be hanging down, like a skirt or a hand, and at the tip are various human-faced infant Tao fruits, exuding an alluring fragrance that makes people pounce on them and eat them.

The spirits of Longxing couldn’t help but look at him sideways, their eyes shining brightly.

The god worships the willow tree and touches it with a willow branch.

In the Dead Sea, Master Meng reached out to the ruins of the God, and after being swallowed and transformed by the Dark Tree Mother, he created three perfect Tao fruits.

“The Infant-Destroying Sacred Strain!”

At this point, everyone suddenly realized that the ancestral tree in the Dark Forest of God’s Relics, which was later deduced to be the Infant-Destroying Sacred Strain…

was also obtained by Master Shou!

“What kind of luck is this?”

“What kind of power is this?”

“Just to survive the nine-death thunder tribulation, pay homage to the four ancestral trees, and even give Dao fruits to Di Ying?”

Three Dao fruits.

Three babies, Xu Xiaoshou.

He fell to the ground from the branches of the Holy Tree of Death. The scene turned and he entered the mouth of the Dead Sea Shouye. With his Adam’s apple rolling, his spirit merged into the sea of Qi.

“Boom!”

The Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation was completely formed.

The first lightning strike struck down and blasted into the Dead Sea. When it touched the first layer of the Dead Sea, it actually ignored the forbidden magic barrier and the power of the Holy Emperor’s golden edict.

Under the combined strength of the four great ancestral trees, this thunder had crossed the sea, crossed the six levels of the Dead Sea, and landed on Master Shou’s treasured body.

“…”

Like the spring breeze, like the first snow in winter.

Such a thunder struck the Holy Continent and landed on the sixth level of the Dead Sea. It only shook Master Shou’s black clothes and was completely digested.

Seeing this, the five regions were horrified.

“How stable is his Dao foundation!”

“This is too perverted. This is not human at all. No wonder he can resist half-saints, defeat holy emperors, and even defeat ghosts with his Dao-slaying posture… …”

“In my opinion, if Master Shou is Taixu, he should be the strongest Taixu in the world.”

“Well, listening to your words is like listening to a single sentence…”

The people in the five realms are excited. Some are easy to interpret, some are good to evaluate, some are envious and jealous, and there are also some who are serious about interpreting this calamity:

“Taixu is the best in spiritual refining.”

“More on, the Holy Realm . “It’s extraordinary.”

“I remember that after the Eighth Sword Immortal Sword was defeated, he once said something that affirmed the height of the path to spiritual refining in this era…”

I’m afraid not many people in the other four realms know this. .

But in the Eastern Region, it was about the Eighth Sword Immortal. After thinking about it, someone remembered something:

“Taixu, Taixu…” ”

The Supreme Master said one, all things return to the emptiness. The name comes to break the ancient, but the spirit of the present ” It’s not easy.”

“I remember that the Eighth Sword Immortal hated the fact that he didn’t follow the path of Taixu, and even more hated the fact that he didn’t have a holy body. He had to become famous with his sword, but later he seemed to have cultivated an acquired holy body?”

“Shou Ye is different. Ah, Master Shou has taken the path of being a master of all three disciplines. He can be said to have made up for the most regrettable shortcomings of the Eighth Sword Immortal back then!”

“Yes, the path of ancient sword cultivation has been ruined long ago.”

“But. The ancient sword cultivator and the way of refining souls are combined, and adding ancient martial arts… I can’t imagine what heights it will reach after being granted the title of Taixu by the master!”

South of the Central Territory, the number one person in the world is compared to! The Eight Sword Immortals and the Eight Masters also stopped at this time.

The storyteller is far away in the sky, he can see it, and he is responsible for explaining it.

“Brother…”

He didn’t say anything yet.

The Eight Masters, who could not see anything, listened to the sound of wind, thunder, and the sound of swords chanting in the Dead Sea.

His mind was still reverberating with the solemn advice he gave Xu Xiaoshou when he first entered the Throne Realm in Ancient and Modern Wangyou Tower.

Cultivating all three paths at the same time is the best path, but also the most difficult path!

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in a low voice:

“The Supreme Lord said that everything will return to nothing.”

“The name comes from ancient times, and the three ways are in harmony.”

“Xu Xiaoshou, you have become…” (this chapter over)

[End of This Chapter.]