I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1884

[Chapter 1761: Xu Zu turns into a shooting gun, and the world enjoys peace without me]

Drunk in the wind, my eyelids twitched rapidly.

As luck would have it, he, who was born in the Southern Region, had heard of the fame of this technique.

At this moment, while listening to the old patriarch’s voice, mixed with details, Feng Zhongzui said in surprise:
“Is it the ‘Guihun Tomb’ that I know about?”

“Before the founder of magic turned evil, he once offered sacrifices to the ancestor god’s destiny, trying to control the evil god that was about to evolve. After failing, his soul was shattered into thousands, and his will returned to the land of sin.”

“This technique helped the master of the technique find himself again. Although everyone knows the final outcome, he still turned evil…”

After a pause, Feng Zhongzui seemed to have connected something:
“But this is the soul reincarnation technique of Emperor Cangsheng!”

“With this, he can get a chance to start over again as if he had refined a semi-saint incarnation, and his power will not be weakened?”

“What? Not only that? It will get stronger?”

Feng Zhongzui was frightened by the old patriarch’s words as he spoke, and repeated:

“He can also obtain some of the power of the ancestor’s soul when it was split, and become a stronger person. Maybe…”

“Hmm? Maybe it can open, the magic type prison limit, the eighth stage of opening?”

Never stop until your words shock people.

What Feng Zhongzui said at the end clearly showed that even he himself didn’t know his true identity.

But what he didn’t know was that the Feng family had passed down the traditions from the Sword God era to the present day, and the records in the clan were more authentic.

In other words, the words in Feng Zhongzui’s words may represent a “prophecy”!
Ai Cangsheng will not only come back.

Ai Cangsheng, will he break through to the stronger eighth stage?
“At the seventh stage, he can only open his eyes for a moment and shoot one arrow…”

There is no shortage of smart people in the Five Realms.

Many people can draw a conclusion from the fact that the Great Emperor Cangsheng had six stages of evil patterns, but only opened the seventh stage for a moment, and then quickly returned to the sixth stage, and then there was a long series of seemingly peaceful “waiting periods” to wait for the Lord to deal with the rain of falling arrows:

The limit of Emperor Cangsheng is only level seven!

If he wanted to surpass it again, he might have to sacrifice his life, or even die right there!
And now…

Eight sections?

…

“This is the ‘technique’?”

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the dark cloud of souls in the southern region, and at the terrifying sphere on the evil and gloomy image, and the words of Dao Qiongcang at that time flashed through his mind.

Shuzhong, also known as the original seed or the original way, implies the most primitive and natural state of heaven and earth.

There are nine changes in this technique, divided into lower three changes, middle three changes, and upper three changes. If you love the common people, you should practice one change each.

One of the three lower transformations he practiced was called “Shooting Transformation”, which manifested itself as the evil bow and various archery techniques.

One of the three changes is called “Magic Prison”. Before this, Xu Xiaoshou didn’t understand what kind of power it represented. After fighting for this point, he roughly understood what this concept was.

“Seventh stage, it’s already very… well, a little difficult for me to deal with.”

“Judging from the qualitative change from the sixth stage to the seventh stage, if Ai Cangsheng really opens up to the eighth stage, I’m afraid even if I use all my skills, a draw would be considered good…”

In fact, Xu Xiaoshou had some guesses.

At my current level, if I can’t handle the eighth stage, the outcome will be a near miss, or even no chance of survival!
“And this is just the ‘Spell Prison’ in the middle three changes.”

“The old Taoist said that he has also cultivated one of the three transformations…”

Looking at the dark clouds, the evil spirit, and the magic.

Xu Xiaoshou was thinking that when Ai Cangsheng regained consciousness, he would have to use his upper three transformations.

He can’t accept any kind of confinement.

No matter how the upper three changes happened, Xu Xiaoshou didn’t want to experience them at all.

“We have to find a roundabout way…”

…

As the old saying goes!
Kill him when he is weak!
This fighter plane was snatched away by force, showing weakness to the enemy. It took so much effort to get it.

“Eight sections?”

“I can’t even let you advance to the eighth level, let alone give you the ‘upper three changes’!”

He raised his hand and pointed a finger in the air.

This finger was just lightly placed in the air, and the image in the Five Realms Transmission Mirror suddenly distorted.

Among the spectators from all over the place, some wearing star-patterned sorcerer robes or old men, old women, and children in plain clothes, all of them suddenly stiffened, subconsciously hunched their chests and necks, and entered a state of alert.

“Finger of Illusion (Charge value: 644.85%).”

When fighting with Ai Cangsheng, physical attacks are mostly used, with less influence from spiritual power.

But even though it is small, the quality is very high.

Chongyin, or the ancestor of magic, is the originator of guidance. The magic used by Ai Cangsheng carries some guidance to a certain extent.

But, not intentionally.

Xu Xiaoshou’s Dao disk was super Dao, and these fingers triggered a lot of power, but they couldn’t change his will, nor could they increase the power value of the Finger of Illusion much.

The Illusionary Finger with a power value of 644.85% is not as good as the passive punch just now, even the second punch is a little bit inferior.

But don’t forget!

The passive punch has 1000% charge value, and the power is overflowing.

And what was blown up were the six sections of evil patterns, which represented the love for the people in the toughest posture.

At this time, the soul is filled with dark clouds, evil spirits, and magical seeds. It is primitive and fragile. In addition, loving the common people will only make the body grow but not the spirit.

The damage that this 644.85% finger can bring to the soul is probably even greater than that of the passive fist.

“Buzz…”

The aura is rippling.

It seems to be able to penetrate far into the central and southern regions.

Obviously, he pointed from a distance.

Before the attack happened, more than five areas felt something was wrong.

Even the technique itself, and the voice within it that was brewing something unknown, seemed a little panicked.

Xu Xiaoshou won’t give me a chance!

He does not love the common people, so there is no need for him to enter the sage mode after one moment and seven stages.

The finger of disillusionment means to detonate, and that’s it!

“go!”

The body is dead, how can the spirit not follow?
The person is in the middle area, and Huanmie points out with one finger.

The five realms only saw the space mystery formation diagram under Master Shou’s feet turn.

In the Central and Southern regions, the vast ocean space was directly compressed into a thin piece of paper.

“Shrinking the domain into paper?”

This space compression stunned Feng Zhongzui and everyone else.

It was so extravagant that it consumed almost half of the energy of Infinite Silence. Its purpose, of course, was to allow the Finger of Illusion to reach the target in an instant.

Prevent future troubles!

Eliminate variables!

You have to give in order to gain.

What’s more, the infinite energy in this Wuliang Jizi was all absorbed from the common people just now.

“Where is the Great Emperor Cangsheng?”

Countless preaching mirrors in the Southern Territory were all aimed at the dark clouds above the void, at the evil spirit with its eyes closed and lifeless, and at the magic seeds.

No one knows where the Emperor of Cangsheng will come out.

No one knows whether the attack of the Lord will fail, whether Ai Cangsheng will turn defeat into victory, or will he die again and again?
…

“Boom boom!”

“Boom boom!”

“Knock, knock…”

Disillusionment comes with a finger, at the speed of light.

The five realms seemed to have undergone tremendous changes in that instant.

“Time, compressed?”

“Yes, Emperor Cangsheng has taken action!”

The sound of the heartbeat was clearly a sign that in that instant, it had gone through a long period of growth, forced to grow strong and mature.

Then the magic seed split, but what split out was not Ai Cangsheng, but an illusory and distorted soul of an infant.

The soul was born and fell into the evil spirit below.

“Huh…”

In the Sinful Land of the Southern Region, a contemptuous sneer suddenly rang out.

Haunted!

The one who wakes up is not the one who loves the people, but the evil one?

Just as this thought flashed through everyone’s mind, the evil Yin form turned into a physical entity, its three heads and six arms retracted into its body, and it suddenly solidified into the appearance of loving the common people.

“I’m back!”

The Emperor of the Common People is back!

The strength has returned in full, even more than before!

When the finger of disillusionment was approaching, when his eyelashes were trembling, Ai Cangsheng’s eyelids were twitching wildly, and the physiological tension and stimulation could clearly not be suppressed.

But in a split second, he was the first to arrive, the seal was formed, and his mouth was calm.

“The technique contains the spirit and transforms into the Void Ancestor!”

…

“The upper three changes…”

Dao Qiongcang was in the dark, and he watched with his lips slightly open, unable to close his mouth.

Ai Cangsheng was still panicking and couldn’t hold it back any longer, so he used the “Magic Seed to Contain the Spirit” in advance.

The strength of this technique lies in the word “Yun”, which is similar to the technique of hiding swords.

If he had a few more decades, with his natural talent of loving the common people, he might have been able to produce something that the ancestor of the technique could not produce back then – a destiny of his own!
Unfortunately…

This technique can only be used once in a lifetime.

If one can become the Ancestral God and use it, then one who loves the common people can abandon the semi-saint status, or even the Ancestral God fate, and replace it with the technique, and directly move onto another bright future.

If it fails, and it is only “one step away” before being used, the upper three changes will become the lowest point, and what is contained in the “art of containing the spirit” is not the “ancestor spirit” but the “essence, energy and spirit”.

It has become an ordinary cultivation technique.

No matter how ordinary it is, since it was created by the founder of this technique, it can’t be that ordinary.

“Xu Zu Hua, that’s enough.”

Dao Qiongcang chuckled, and from then on he crossed out the name Ai Cangsheng from the list of his lifelong enemies.

The ancestor god of the moment is named “Xu Zuhua”.

After becoming Xu Zu, he can certainly borrow the power of Shu Zu and Chong Yin, which is equivalent to a slightly weaker “Yike Zu Shen”.

Beating Xu Xiaoshou was enough.

Even if Xu Xiaoshou used that punch a hundred times and that finger a thousand times, it would be useless!
“How can a mortal imagine the true ancestor god?”

He paid a price for the status of a Saint Emperor, held back on the ladder, disrupted the Saint Emperor structure, controlled the daughter of the Yue clan, cracked the resentful Buddha, cleverly used Xuan Ji to attract the devil, seized the way of the Emperor of Love, and retreated to Shouye for another ten years…

How many birds with one stone?
Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes and smiled, his smile was calm, but crazy.

“What is ‘Heaven’s Secret’?”

“I! Am the secret of heaven!”

…

Buzz!
As soon as the three words “Xu Zu Hua” were uttered.

The dark green beam of light that came from Huanmie’s finger suddenly stopped in front of the magic seed, just a millimeter away.

“the least bit!”

“A hair’s breadth again!”

Drunk in the wind, I don’t know how to describe the shock and excitement I feel at that moment.

I have also suffered a little bit.

It was also a matter of millimeters. He went against the wind and shot himself towards the Eastern Region, turning defeat into victory.

Now, love for the common people is also like this!
What a big heart is this?

How could Shou Ye and Emperor Cangsheng dare to bet that they could hit the target every time, succeed every time, and get one step ahead of the opponent, and turn the tables from desperate situations under their techniques?

Disillusionment stopped with a single finger.

The trend of loving the people is inevitable.

When the words “The technique contains the spirit and transforms into the ancestor of the void” came out of his mouth, the ground under his feet was no longer covered, and the brilliant mystery array diagram was completely unfolded.

“The great way of magic!”

Feng Zhongzui couldn’t scream anymore. He actually felt like he was used to it. He felt extremely numb when he saw the mystery formation diagram again.

His eyes were dull and he analyzed:

“So for decades, no one has forced the Great Emperor Cangsheng to use magic. If it was just archery, he wouldn’t have to use the profound formation diagram at all?”

“Then we were not dazzled before. When Emperor Cangsheng performed the forbidden technique, he also borrowed the power of the mystery formation diagram, just like Master Shou…”

After a pause, the wind was drunk and there was bitterness in his mouth:

“So, the former head of the Spiritual Department, Yu Lingdi, is not the first in the world to have mastered the secret, or is he only the first below the Semi-Saint?”

“The Ten Venerables love all living beings so much, what about the others?”

“Where is the Dao Palace Master?”

“Where is the Eighth Sword Immortal?”

He is so bold in speaking and guessing.

He guessed that Dao Qiongcang’s heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to go up and slap the kid, tamper with his memory, and delete the three words “Dao Palace Master”.

But at this time, no one paid attention to what Feng Zhongzui said.

Because as the mystery array diagram under the feet of the Great Emperor Cangsheng unfolded, just looking at the complexity and brightness of its Dao patterns, it was even better than that of Shouye?
This was not important!
What was important was that when the mystery array diagram appeared.

Behind Ai Cangsheng, the image of the ancestor of magic appeared again, tall enough to cover the sky, with boundless majesty.

That image flashed by in less than half a breath.

It turned into flowing light and merged into the body of Love Common People.

“Bang!”

The air wave exploded.

Ai Cangsheng stood in the air with her long flowing hair flying up.

Purple evil patterns like earthworms began to crawl out from the surface and inside of its body again, and three heads and six arms leaped out.

He held a seal and a warrant in his arm, and acted arrogantly.

Its leader is so arrogant that he swallows up the universe, and his words are followed by laws.

“Prohibition·Spell Type Prison·Seventh Stage Unsealing!”

“Prohibition·Spell Type Prison·Eighth Stage Unsealing!”

“Prohibition·Spell Type Prison·Ninth Stage Unsealing!”

There were three sounds in succession, overlapping to form a terrifying sound.

The purple profound formation diagram under the feet of Emperor Cangsheng suddenly expanded, directly covering the sinful land of the southern region.

At that time, the entire southern continent seemed to be sinking slightly.

Xu Zuhua loves the common people and transforms into an ancestor god for a moment. He steps on the ancient war god platform and his power reaches the thirty-third heaven.

He stretched out his hand and beckoned.

The evil bow vibrated violently.

He broke away from the distant place, from the shocked and frightened Xu Xiaoshou, and fell into the evil hand behind Ai Cangsheng.

“Xu Xiaoshou…you have already lost this battle.”

The words of loving the people are here, but the meaning is not here.

As the ethereal sound faded, several hooking eyes lit up in various places in the Five Regions.

Their eyes are so huge, so obvious, and so manifest that they are laid bare before the missionary mirrors of every place.

“Look, who is this? Isn’t this the Eighth Sword Immortal?”

The first preaching mirror was transmitted from the coast of the Central Region to an eight-fingered disabled man wearing cloth and looking tired.

The second preaching mirror showed a picture of a burly old man with untidy beard who was living in the ruins of a blacksmith shop and soaking in a wine barrel in Changde Town, Qingyuan Mountain.

The third preaching mirror transmitted the message of the dead pagoda city, the cross street corner… Aunt Xiang? No, it was Aunt Xiang holding a bronze mirror, and there was a bald soul in the mirror!

After the fourth transmission mirror came out of the space crack in the northern region, the real body of the Taoist Palace Master, who was hiding in a deserted and uninhabited small world of another dimension, had a look of horror on his face.

The fifth preaching mirror… Lord Shou!
This is what the world can see, and what the world cannot see. On the ladder, the eye of hooking is also lit.

It locked onto a secret cave in the Han Palace Imperial Realm.

It locked onto Bei Huai, who was wearing white clothes and walking barefoot under the Great Huai Tree in the Wailing Emperor Realm.

It was suspended above the Qianshi Emperor Realm. After failing to find its target, it locked onto the entire Qianshi Emperor Realm!
“One moment…”

Ai Cangsheng’s body collapsed and his self was lost, but his consciousness was high and calm.

“Not a moment’s delay.”

“It only takes one arrow.”

In a moment, the ancestor god overturned this world!

Above the sinful land of the southern region, Ai Cangsheng held the evil sinning bow high in the air, with strange phenomena of falling stars appearing one after another behind him, and an endless stream of life was born.

On the Holy Land, prayers were heard, and what was sent down was actually a blessing:
“There is no me in this world, and I will enjoy peace.”