I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1899

[Chapter 1775 Ghost Buddha]

Looking around, isn’t this the environment of a blacksmith shop, except that it’s much more spacious than what I saw before?
No!

Erzhu lowered his head and spread out his hands to look at them.

My arms and legs became shorter, and my vision became lower. “Is this, shorter?”

Dang!
Through the wall, the sound of iron hammering struck my eardrums.

Cao Erzhu was startled when he heard the sound. He knew it was time to practice, and subconsciously ran over and pushed open the door.

“Sorry, Dad, I overslept…”

His voice suddenly paused.

How come my dad is so big and strong like a giant? When I stand I can only reach his waist.

He hadn’t washed or looked in the mirror yet, but thinking about the fact that he had just “become shorter”, Cao Erzhu’s thoughts were a little turbulent:

I, went back to the past?
Am I dreaming?

The old man in front of the blacksmith shop was shirtless, wearing only a cloak – it was early in the morning and still winter, and it was obvious that he had not started fighting yet and needed warmth.

Generally speaking, if you want to swing a hammer, you must take off the cloak, which will greatly hinder your movement.

“wrong.”

Cao Erzhu soon regained consciousness.

Dad didn’t get drunk. This happened only three or five times in the past twenty years?
At this level…

When I was thirteen?
“I, went back to thirteen?”

It seems like it was really a dream!
Cao Erzhu was thinking soberly.

The old man opposite him hadn’t spoken yet, but he could hear a sound coming out of his mouth that was inconsistent with his thoughts, and the tone was still very childish:

“It was mainly because I couldn’t sleep last night, so I flipped through the newspapers that had just arrived the day before yesterday… Oh, I didn’t light a candle, so I could read by opening the window, with moonlight… Well, I also have electricity.”

“What did you see that kept me awake?” When my dad was awake, he was terrifyingly sharp. Without even turning his head, he could see through his own childhood lies with the back of his head.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I turned over…” Xiao Erzhu said timidly.

“Um?”

The old man only spoke in a nasal voice, but the little guy couldn’t stand it anymore. He clenched his fists, wanting to shout but not daring to, and said in an effortfully calm tone:

“Ten thrones.”

Dad was silent.

Cao Erzhu then heard his childhood self say something that he did have some memory of:
“The story of the Ten Thrones has appeared in the tabloids again. This time it’s about… Kuilehan.”

After a pause, his tone became excited, as if something he had suspected for many years was finally confirmed, and he pointed with his little finger:
“Dad, you are Quirehan!”

The blacksmith shop suddenly became quiet.

I don’t know what the sober old father was thinking.

Cao Erzhu vaguely remembered the scene when he looked at his father at that time – it was so shocking!
His father was so tall, holding the hammer in one hand, and was silent for a long time, only looking up to glance at the door locked with an iron chain.

With a loud bang, the big iron gate was blown away by a heavy object and flew across the street, and the iron chain broke.

The strong wind and snow blew into the shop and penetrated into the bone marrow.

Xiao Erzhu’s enthusiasm was immediately extinguished. He was shivering because he was cold and he was also really scared.

“Who sold it to you?”

Dad was holding a hammer at the time, as if he was going to hit the man.

Xiao Erzhu didn’t dare to lie and blurted out: “I didn’t buy it, it was given to me by Grandpa Liu at the entrance of the village.”

When he dreamed of this, Cao Erzhu recalled it carefully.

That afternoon, he was assigned by his father to go hunting in Qingyuan Mountain.

After more than ten years, there was indeed no Grandpa Liu in the town. It seemed that there was no memory of his funeral.
“Hiss!”

He didn’t understand it when he was a child, but when he grew up and read the past from this dream perspective, Cao Erzhu felt that he understood something.

“Erzhu, come here.”

The dream continued. Coming to the past from a third-person perspective and recreating a vague memory, Cao Erzhu found it quite magical.

He felt that as long as he thought about it, he could immediately break free from the dream and wake up.

He was sinking soberly.

Xiao Erzhu then walked over with some fear.

The old man squatted down. He rarely had such a calm and gentle moment. He held the child’s head with his big hands and said:

“I want to tell you something today, while you are still sober.”

“Do you know why Dad came to this shop and threw your sister out to be raised?”

Xiao Erzhu shook his head.

Dad then took the sledgehammer, placed it on the ground, and placed it between the two of them.

It was a sledgehammer with a straight handle and a round head. Dad stretched out his hand to measure the straight handle of the sledgehammer and said:

“This is a road.”

Xiao Erzhu nodded, indicating that it was not difficult to understand.

“You are on the road, you can’t turn back, you either stop or move forward, and now, you are here.”

Dad’s fingers slid from the end of the straight handle of the sledgehammer all the way to the position in front of the hammer head.

“It was blocked by the hammer head…” Xiao Erzhu muttered softly.

The old man looked up and gave me a surprised look: “Yes, unless your fist is harder than the hammer, you can’t get through. If you can’t get through, you will die.”

“This is why my dad has been working in the shop for more than ten years…” Xiao Erzhu seemed to be thinking about something.

Dad put away the hammer.

His words are easy to understand.

What Xiao Erzhu and even Cao Erzhu still don’t quite understand is…

What is that hammer head?
Who is the person that scares my father so much?
My father did not continue the topic, but asked: “Erzhu, if one day you are taller than me, stronger than me, and have the opportunity to fight me, your father, would you dare to fight?”

Xiao Erzhu shook his head subconsciously: “I won’t hit my father.”

“Do you dare to fight?”

“I can’t beat him…”

“Do you dare to fight?”

“I don’t dare…”

The old man showed a disappointed expression, shook his head and turned to leave. The stubborn little Erzhu stepped forward and shouted:
“How dare you!”

“I dare you!”

“When the time comes, I will beat you up!”

Dad stopped and kicked his foot. The straight-handled round-headed hammer spun on the ground, and the hammer head stopped just beside his toes.

Xiao Erzhu looked down, puzzled, but did not step back until the old man in front of him opened his mouth and sneered, saying:
“If you were on the straight handle road, I would be the hammer, and one of you would die. I would not let you go, would you dare to fight?”

The stunned expression turned into a shocked expression.

Xiao Erzhu looked up in shock.

Cao Erzhu was also shocked and looked up.

In memory… He forgot whether this paragraph existed in his memory, and he even forgot how he answered it at that time.

Just when I was waiting for my childhood self to answer my questions and resolve my doubts.

“when–“

…

“Dad?”

Cao Erzhu jumped up from the bed, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.

The sound of iron hammering coming from the other side of the wall shattered his childhood and made his heart pound.

“Another nightmare…”

“It’s really not a good time to sleep lately.”

Cao Erzhu yawned, rolled up his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned over the quilt and got out of bed.

He took only half a step barefoot, pushed the door open, then bent down and walked out.

“Morning, Dad.”

In front of the forging table, the old man was still wearing his cloak, holding the sledgehammer and thinking about something, “Practice.”

The iron door was still chained.

Through the gaps, the howling wind outside could be heard.

Winter has just begun and snow has already fallen in the town, just like the scene in my dream.

“Hehe…” Cao Erzhu laughed out loud, scratched his head with his big hands, and felt extremely happy.

Half a year.

If you count carefully, seven or eight months have passed since the battle between Xiaoshou Ge and Ai Cangsheng, and winter has come to the Central Region again.

After that, I went back to the town and found that my father was alive again and had rebuilt the house.

magic!

After staying at home for half a year and doing ironwork every day, my father soon stopped drinking.

This is simply a peaceful and peaceful life. There is nothing happier in the world than this.

“only……”

He glanced at the window, looking at the broken corner of the sky, and looking at the ownerless holy power, sword thoughts, and soul shadows that flashed outside the window from time to time.

Cao Erzhu knew that his happy times were running out.

“Dad, let’s not practice today. I want to go out for a walk.” Erzhu said vaguely while washing his face and putting on his shoes.

Cao Yihan was stunned for a moment, as if he had never expected that his silly son would refuse, and immediately turned his head away.

Not only was he big and strong, he also had a broad face covered with flesh, and his eyes were fierce and murderous.

This is not a glare.

This is just the sobriety that comes with not drinking too much.

Even though Cao Erzhu knew all this and had tried to adapt for a long time, he still couldn’t adapt.

When I was rinsing my mouth, I felt like a thorn in my back, so I turned around and said, “Practice, I will make up for it the next day!”

“Having a nightmare again?” Very good, Dad was indeed not glaring at me, and his tone was calm.

“Yeah.” Erzhu nodded and hissed again, “But when I woke up, I seemed to have forgotten what I had dreamed about…”

“You’ve been very sleepy lately.”

“It seems so?” Erzhu tilted his head to think, but there was no result. His father said:

“Ghost Buddha can affect you.”

Boom!
A low heartbeat sound was heard outside the shop.

The sound is so powerful that it can penetrate through the flesh and blood and go straight into the heart, bone marrow and soul.

Cao Erzhu’s hair stood on end, and he shuddered as if the soles of his feet were tickled by a ghost.

After that, he said somewhat discouragedly:
“I will pay attention.”

Cao Yihan said no more, put down the hammer, waved his hand, and walked towards the wine cellar:
“Remember to be possessed by the God of Punishment before you go out, don’t be stubborn.”

“The power of the Ghost Buddha can affect you, which proves that the Ghost Buddha world is no longer suitable for spirit refiners below the level of Half Saint.”

“You can go live in Xingjie. By the way, tell Xu Xiaoshou a message. I will take a rest today. I will not teach Che Shen Nian. Let him go find Ba Zun An and hone his sword skills!”

The ‘famous sword technique’ created by the little shouge… Cao Erzhu’s eyes flashed with passion, he arched his body and clenched his fists:
“Okay!”

…

“Bang!”

As soon as the iron chain was untied, the iron gate was torn open by the strong wind.

Cao Erzhu narrowed his eyes, ducked down and walked out of the blacksmith shop amid the whistling snow, and closed the door behind him.

After half a year, the town is no longer the Changde Town with its simple folk customs.

Looking up, what makes people feel cold on the street is not the whistling cold wind, but the raging sword intent, holy power, and ghosts.

“Sigh——”

It’s just a brief moment of exposure.

A red-haired ghost as tall as a man pounced forward, with a single horn and big eyes, and claws three feet long like swords, grabbing at him with a shrill scream.

Cao Erzhu raised his hand and shocked it.

The red-haired evil ghost couldn’t even utter a scream and disappeared as it turned into smoke.

“Don’t come over here!”

Cao Erzhu roared loudly, and purple lightning swam around his body, full of positive yang energy, which was just enough to restrain these extremely yin ghosts.

In fact, the red-haired ghost just now is not that weak.

If someone else attacks this ghost, at least a master will not be able to withstand a normal blow, and some throne masters who are not good at the way of soul will probably be worn out to death.

It is indeed a punishment for the gods, a punishment for the heavens, and a punishment for ghosts, and it will take half a year…

“Why don’t you canonize me?”

Cao Erzhu clenched his fists, but still couldn’t understand. Wouldn’t it be better if he could just break free from the shackles?

After half a year, he was already at the same level as the little shou brother, both were stuck at the peak of the spiritual refining Taixu.

With no way forward and it difficult to change his fate in a short period of time, the little boy embarked on the path of “famous swordsmanship” for half a year.

Cao Erzhu couldn’t learn so much, let alone integrate it, so he just continued to follow his father and devoted himself to learning “Punishment of Gods”.

Learning never ends.

I’m afraid I’ll never be able to surpass my father’s level in my lifetime.

“call out!”

Just as he was thinking about this, a beam of ownerless holy power passed by him.

Just like a habit he had developed over the past few months, Cao Erzhu subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, opening his mouth to eat it.

“No, it will be contaminated…”

He quickly gave up this option, shouted “click”, and turned into urgent lightning, rushing to the destination of this trip – the place where the pollution source ghost Buddha was.

It is well known in the world of ghosts and Buddhas: ownerless holy power can be devoured freely, but if the ghost or Buddha’s voice can affect people, it is best not to eat it anymore, as it will be contaminated by the ghost or Buddha’s power.

What is the Ghost and Buddha Realm?
Half a year ago, Xiao Shou and his father worked together to reshape the ancient War God Platform, receive the remains of the gods, and use the Ghost and Buddha as the starting point to enclose nearly half of the land, lakes and seas in the Central Region to create a “War God Realm”.

The War God Realm is as vast as half a domain, with supreme rules and an upper limit that can transcend the Dao, which is a preparation before war.

People came one after another, but before they could begin to realize the truth, after just a few days, the ghosts and Buddhas began to move strangely, and they began to weave dreams accompanied by the strange heartbeat sound and spread the power of the ghosts and Buddhas. Soon the entire War God Realm was polluted.

Up to now, all those who could not escape from the War God Realm have turned into evil spirits, and the wild beasts in the wild mountains have been wiped out. Except for those in a high realm or who can transcend, no living creature who is not afraid of death dares to challenge the practice of the power of ghosts and Buddhas.

Naturally, the War God Realm was gradually renamed the Ghost Buddha Realm.

What is Ghost Buddha?

There is resentment but no sleeves, yes!

…

“Sizzle——”

In just a few breaths, Cao Erzhu had arrived at the ruins of Guizhe Holy Mountain from the small town of Qingyuan Mountain.

Look up to the horizon.

A crack appeared on the horizon, revealing half of the city wall of the Void Island.

Taking this point as the starting point, if you draw a long line into the sky, you will see a huge crack in the sky, shaped like a black rainbow bridge.

At the highest point in the middle of the Black Bridge crack, there sits a Buddha statue that is filled with evil and ghostly aura.

“Ghost Buddha!”

The ghost Buddha is sleeveless, and the holy slave is sleeveless.

Even though half a year has passed, its essence remains unchanged, but its appearance has completely changed.

At this moment, Wuxiu no longer inherited the dignified and majestic appearance he had after he showed resentment. Instead, his body was withered and rotten, and his limbs were oozing with pus and stinking.

Demonic energy emanated from his head and condensed into a demonic cloud in the sky that did not dissipate. No one knew what its purpose was.

Ghost energy overflowed from his body and turned into sword energy that spread in all directions. This was very easy to understand – if you touched it, you would be injured; if you were hit, you would be infected. If you were not careful, you would be directly assimilated into a fierce ghost by the sword energy!
Obviously, Wuxiu looked sleeveless, but it was no longer sleeveless.

Even if there is still resentful will of the Saint Emperor inside, it is afraid that it would have been completely infiltrated by the influence of unknown forces from all sides.

“What on earth are you going to hatch?”

Cao Erzhu was frightened by what he saw, and felt that if something unexpected happened to this ghost Buddha, something terrible would happen.

What about the one year we promised to protect the Holy Continent?

In just half a year, half of the Central Region was polluted.

Is it true that the entire Holy Spirit Continent will be buried with him when the one-year deadline comes?
“Hatch?”