I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1908

Chapter 1784 Chapter 178 Remaining Lights
Little Shitan Season?
What an old vest this is!
It must be the name that he casually said when he was fighting Gou Wuyue in the Eight Palaces?
“Uh…”
The corner of Xu Xiaoshou’s mouth twitched and he almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.
He was somewhat moved by the strange phenomena in Fengdu, such as the Yellow Springs Road and the Bridge on the Other Shore.
After all, no matter who had used the Ghost Sword Technique before, there would not be such a big noise.
What’s more, the person who walked down from the bridge was just an insignificant will, and he hadn’t even drawn his sword yet.
He collected his thoughts, not being affected by the Saint Emperor’s pressure, and said calmly:
“Hua Chang Deng?”
One stone can cause a thousand ripples!
After a moment of silence from the millions of viewers at Jinxing, the comments started to fly:
“Ghost Sword Immortal, Hua Changdeng?!”
“Among the seven sword immortals of the previous generation, who is the only one who defeated the Eight Lords?”
“No, brother, you can’t say that…Everyone said there was something fishy about the battle between the Eighth Sword Immortal and Hua Changdeng. How can you be so arbitrary and say that the Eighth Sword Immortal was defeated?”
“Everyone said that? Who said that?”
“That’s right! No matter the process, only the result matters. If you lose, you lose. Don’t bark, you dogs from the East!”
“Where the hell are you? Do you dare to show your position? I’m going to challenge you now!”
“Stop arguing, Hongniang, please come closer. We can’t see this person’s face clearly. Is Shouye trying to scare us?”
“…”
In the picture of Golden Apricot, the figure walking over the bridge on the other side is more solid, but one can only see the person holding a lantern in one hand and a sword at his waist.
If you look closely at his face, everything you see is blurry.
“I……”
How could Hongniang dare to get close? She was so miserable.
She was crawling on the ground at the moment. If Jin Xing’s picture was turned around, the Five Realms might know how miserable she was.
Although she was in a very awkward state, after receiving the master’s words “Hua Chang Deng”, the number of spectators on her golden apricot screen suddenly increased.
In just a few breaths, the number of people has exceeded three million!
“What should we do?”
“What should I do?”
The matchmaker was in a dilemma.
On the one hand, she wants to live. Who doesn’t want to live in this world?
The best option at the moment is to crush the jade talisman and escape from here while they are not paying attention to me. Forget about preaching!
On the other hand, if I don’t seize this God-given opportunity.
In the middle of the night, will you be beating your chest and stamping your feet in your dreams for the rest of your life?
Just bear with it!
I must hold it in!
Just pretend that I am a corpse, lying on the ground, without saying a word, and let everyone see for themselves… Hongniang gritted her teeth and chose to lie down like a corpse.
“What is Shouye? What is Huachangdeng?”
“I came here because I heard there’s a shouye I can see here?”
“The Drunken Lord has arrived. Everyone outside the palace should get out of the way. You are called Hongniang, right? The Drunken Lord is here to bring you an opportunity!”
“Here comes the drunkard!”
“…Here we are!”
Soon, a series of highly recognizable comments appeared on her forehead, and Hongniang knew that it was people from Feng Zhongzui who were coming.
Then you can’t leave.
This is enormous wealth.
Just one wave, as long as you survive, you can definitely push yourself to the position of the Supreme Preacher!
Hongniang trembled, in the face of danger and opportunity, she chose to seek wealth and honor in danger, and firmly maintained the golden apricot screen locked in front.
In the picture, Hua Changdeng was still blurry, but it could be seen that he was carefully examining Shou Ye’s face, and after a long moment he sighed:
“It has changed…”
“When I first met you in the Eighth Palace, you were still young, with a square face and beard, and you were just beginning to show your talent, but you had not yet risen to the top and had no such bearing.”
“From what I can see now, you have become a well-known figure. You remain calm even when facing a raging storm, and you are as energetic as a pearl even when in a dry lake… I heard that you have won the title of ‘the first swordsman’?”
Has Hua Changdeng met Shou Ye?
The spectators at Jinxing felt that there was a lot to come next.
Could it be that, half a year ago, Feng Zhongzui waited for so long but failed to see the battle between the Supreme Sword Immortal, and today, Hongniang’s chance encounter really could tell her about the battle between Shou Ye and Hua Changdeng?
“hiss……”
Xu Xiaoshou never thought that Hua Changdeng’s words could be so nice. This choked back all the dirty words in his mouth.
Give a peach, and get a plum in return?
That’s impossible. It’s good enough that he didn’t criticize him. Xu Xiaoshou was a civilized person for once, and said calmly:
“Today is different from the past.”
Hua Changdeng seemed to be laughing, but his laughter was very light.
After laughing, he turned his eyes and scanned the surrounding area, then raised the lantern slightly.
“laugh……”
In the place covered by ghosts, thousands of ghosts howled together and turned into green smoke floating in the sky.
Finally, all of them merged into the wick of the old bronze lamp in Hua Changdeng’s hand.
Everything returned to silence.
After hunting the ghosts, Hua Changdeng remained silent, leaving people wondering what his purpose was in appearing this time – was it really just to kill the evil spirits and ghosts around?
“Old Deng!”
Xu Xiaoshou was too lazy to mediate with him, so he spoke first: “The Eighth Master said that you are a righteous person, and I believe it for the time being. Since I have come at the right time, I have something to ask you.”
Lao Deng… It was the first time that Hua Changdeng heard someone call him like this. He laughed but didn’t mind:
“It’s quiet here between you and me, but you can talk.”
Hongniang’s face turned pale.
What do you mean, I’m not human?
Or, am I about to cease to be a human being?
The old man Li, also known as Li Fugui, who drove his carriage away from danger early, did not have such internal friction.
First of all, he is not within the scope of “here”.
Secondly, if there is any danger, I will protect myself.
“Ha ha……”
Xu Xiaoshou laughed out loud when he heard this, and his eyes glanced at Hongniang intentionally or unintentionally, or the golden apricot in her hand.
I told you to study ghost swordsmanship for thirty years!
Now you can’t keep up with the development of the human world.
What does “there are only you and me here” mean? This is my first public appearance in half a year, and there should be at least one million spectators, right?
He has never been one to beat around the bush, and this is especially true when facing ancient sword cultivators who are most likely to be straightforward.
Pointing to the surroundings, he asked bluntly,
“Over the past six months, the Ghost and Buddha Realm has been plagued by anomalies. The ghost-like nature of the world has become increasingly serious, and ghosts and resentful spirits have multiplied, making the Central Region uninhabitable. The people are living in misery, and even the spirit refiners are living in misery.”
“I just want to ask you, is this change caused by you?”
Upon hearing this, Hua Changdeng could only lower his head and sigh: “Yes, but not entirely.”
“Don’t play dumb!”
Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands, not wanting to guess any more. “If you can say it, then say it. If you can’t, get out of here. People who don’t know will think you are talking about the sky.”
Hua Changdeng choked: “The power of the God of Death is causing trouble, Fengdu has moved to the world, and the Holy Emperor wants to take action on the mainland, so naturally there will be a series of disasters.”
That’s very true.
Previously, the Saint Emperor had chased Ye Xiaotian, causing the space in various places in the five domains to be shattered.
If the Ancient War God Arena was not opened, Xu Xiaoshou would have fought with Ai Cangsheng, and the Five Realms would have fallen apart.
And what Hua Changdeng meant by this…
Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes:
“Do you have to take action?”
“There is a grudge that melted down the ladder to heaven, blocking the upper and lower worlds. Are you the only one who likes to be the first to come forward? Do you want to get into trouble?”
How could Hua Changdeng not hear the sarcasm in these words?
The resentment seemed to be just going up and down the ladder, but in fact, there was also the intervention of the ancestral gods in the five regions of the continent.
But some things cannot be explained in a few words.
He shook his head slowly and didn’t respond.
“Withered?”
Xu Xiaoshou didn’t know what Lao Deng was thinking. Seeing that he didn’t say anything, he changed the question:
“Old Yu climbed the ladder to heaven half a year ago. You came from the ladder. Do you know any news about him?”
Hua Changdeng raised his head and looked at each other.
Outsiders could not see his face, but Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes were as sharp as a torch.
This man looked to be in his forties, with a gaunt face and eyebrows longer than his eyes. Although his eyelids were slightly fluttering and a cold light was hidden in his eyes, he seemed to be in his twilight years but in fact he was a dangerous person!
Hua Changdeng paused, without saying anything, but just said:
“You are a smart man.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Xiaoshou had a bad feeling in his heart.
In fact, he didn’t want to ask this question. In fact, for the past six months, he had deliberately avoided thinking about the answer to this question.
But this question was not asked for himself, but because Xiaoyu had been worried for a long time. He immediately clasped his fists and said solemnly:
“I am a fool, I don’t know, please enlighten me, Ghost Sword Immortal.”
…
South Sea.
Yu Zhiwen was dressed in black, standing quietly on the rocks of an isolated island.
The waves were crashing, the isolated island was covered with sword marks, and there was no sign of life around. Yu Zhiwen held a sword in his hand, but it was powerless to let it fall.
She held the golden bead tightly, not for preaching, but to connect her mind and pay attention to what was happening in the world of ghosts and Buddhas.
There was no one on the island except Yu Zhiwen. There was only Liu Fuyu, who was wearing a plain robe and had a sword on his waist. Seeing that Yu’er beside him suddenly looked frightened, he asked:
“What’s wrong?”
Over the past six months, Xu Xiaoshou has devoted himself to improving his reputation.
Liu Fuyu had been waiting for him to go to the Sword Tower with him, but Xu Xiaoshou was not interested in the Sword Tower, and the previous battle ended in his failure.
She couldn’t force it, so the matter was delayed again and again.
Later, Yu Zhiwen entered the Xingjie and practiced sword outside the Shennong Medicine Garden. Liu Fuyu passed by and gave him some pointers.
Both of them are calm and quiet, and they get along surprisingly well.
In the following months, the exchanges became more frequent.
Although they are not as close as sisters who can talk about anything, they have a relationship where they are both teachers and friends through swordplay, and they will make appointments to go out and practice swordplay together.
This Yellowstone Island, located deep in the South Sea, has beautiful scenery and rugged rocks, but is largely untouched.
Over the past six months, this has been the best place for Yu and Liu to practice swordplay.
Today, Yu Zhiwen’s mind was not on the sword, but on the “palm apricot” – looking at the palm apricot too much, it was indeed the wrong sword!
Yu Zhiwen seemed to suppress his emotions and whispered: “Xu Xiaoshou, met Hua Jianxian…”
Hua Changdeng?
Liu Fuyu was stunned. He remembered that this was the only one among the seven swordsmen of the previous generation who was crowned as a Saint Emperor with ancient swordsmanship.
I have been in the Holy Land for so long, and I have heard the legends about this person, but I have never even seen his portrait.
“Let me see.”
She took Yu Zhiwen’s hand and sat down next to him.
Yu Zhiwen prodded Jin Xing and a picture popped up. She viewed it with her spiritual sense, while Liu Fuyu could see it with her n*ked eyes. There were two people standing on it, competing with each other.
Needless to say, Xu Xiaoshou still pretended to be serious.
Although the face of the person opposite could not be seen, his aloof and arrogant demeanor was like a cold moon in the sky, giving people a cold and indifferent feeling that no strangers should approach him.
“Is this?”
“Ask me about Grandpa Yu…”
Liu Fuyu was stunned for a moment, but quickly remembered.
Yu Zhiwen’s great-grandfather should be Yu Lao, the one who was crowned as the Holy Emperor and killed Yu Kunpeng who climbed up the ladder to heaven.
After that, life or death is uncertain.
Xu Xiaoshou had obviously finished asking.
Hua Changdeng’s answer seemed very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter:
“We must first stabilize the country before we can fight against foreign enemies.”
“My spirit can cross the power of resentment and come to the five realms. How can there continue to be chaos on the ladder?”
Yu Zhiwen’s body froze, as if he was petrified on the reef.
Liu Fuyu opened her lips but could only sigh. She gently held Xiaoyu’s hand, without saying anything.
Xu Xiaoshou remained silent.
He knew Xiaoyu might be watching at this time.
Now that the question had been asked, it was better to suffer a short pain than a long one, so he simply asked,
“Who did it?”
Hua Changdeng seemed surprised.
He raised his eyelids, looked at Xu Xiaoshou deeply, and read something.
Xu Xiaoshou did not stop: “I heard that the Holy Emperor Han Gong was in seclusion, the Holy Emperor Qian Shi was in seclusion, Bei Huai was out of control, and if he was not allowed to come out, he would have died. I have no intention or power…”
The more he spoke.
In the South Sea, Yu Zhiwen clenched his hands tighter.
Liu Fuyu had no choice but to fight back with the power of his sword. He was shocked that this seemingly fragile woman could actually burst out with such brutal strength.
This perfect couple are actually both savages?
“Yes…”
Hua Changdeng held the copper cup in his hand, lowered his brows and looked at the flickering candlelight inside, and interrupted Xu Xiaoshou’s words.
He raised his head and said word by word:
“I killed him.”
There was a loud bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the image of the Forgotten River behind him gathered again.
This time, there was no bridge to the other side. The turbid yellow water was seeping blood red, and it was as boundless as the Dead Sea.
Corpses were floating in the river, and there were evil spirits screaming and drowning in it.
Suddenly, there was a roar from heaven and earth, and there was a great movement under the Wangchuan River. Huge waves were raised, and a giant beast that covered the sky leaped out of the river.
In all the Five Regions, there were spirit masters watching this scene, and they could hear Hong Niang’s doubtful voice:
“Kun…”
Yes, it was the Kun beast!
But the Kun beast that jumped out from under the river and sea was covered with wounds and sword marks, and was almost cut into a skeleton.
There were holes and bloody holes all over the beast’s body, with blood oozing out like a yellow waterfall pouring down from the sky, which was terrifying to look at.
Kun’s chant was originally clear and bright, but now it is just desolate.
The giant beast Kun leaped into the air and transformed into a giant roc in the void, also as huge as the sky and the sun, but…
The Peng bird has broken wings and cannot soar into the sky;
its body has no feathers and is extremely ugly.
With another loud bang, Kunpeng could neither jump nor fly, and finally fell headfirst into the boundless water of Wangchuan.
Everything returns to peace.
…
“Pah.”
Yu Zhiwen cut off the picture of Jin Xing and stood up silently.
She stood on the rocks of Yellowstone Island, swaying as if she would fall down with a gust of wind.
The South Sea is vast and boundless, and anywhere could be home. The water drops that hit the shore and splashed on her face were cold, and she felt the chill for the first time.
“The sea is icy…”
The sea breeze remains the same, but things and people have changed.
Yu Zhiwen can’t be seen, and he has no home anywhere in the world.
In the world of ghosts and Buddhas, Hua Changdeng could slightly feel the temperature around him getting colder, but he remained indifferent.
Xu Xiaoshou was silent.
Instead, he drew his sword from his waist.
This sword is illusory. Although the blade is spotless, the body of the sword is full of pits and holes. Hua Changdeng passed by with his finger, his face was dull and his voice was low:
“Kun’s blood is used to sacrifice the sword, and Peng’s feathers are sharpened.”
“My body is cut by the sword, and my soul is imprisoned in the river of oblivion.”
“If he hadn’t met me and fought me, perhaps he would have had a place in the Five Great Saint Emperor Secret Realms.”
Xu Xiaoshou stared at him, and suddenly Ba Zun’an’s face flashed in his mind.
He discovered that those who had reached the end of the great path had one thing in common, whether it was Hua Changdeng or Ba Zun’an.
He later asked Ba Zun’an why he massacred the Su family that day and killed almost all the older generation of sword protectors in Su Qianqian’s family.
Ba Zun Antong had the same indifferent expression and replied:
“There is no blame in the struggle for the Tao, it is just to make it complete.”
My thoughts were startled and I looked at Hua Changdeng indifferently.
He put the sword back on his waist, holding the dim candlelight in his hand, with a normal expression, and said without any apology:
“When a person dies, it’s like a light goes out. If this person is very important to you… I’m sorry.” (End of this chapter)
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