I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1915

Chapter 1791: Killing

Mei was heartbroken outside the court.

In front of 17 million people, he couldn’t control his mouth and exposed other people’s bloody scars.

Hua Changdeng, who was hit by a sword in the field, was shattered to pieces.

The power of the name was too turbulent!
With the true injury effect of the sword of Mo Jianshu Wu Yu Wang Wei, his fragile will was slashed without mercy.

Even consciousness will be swept away and annihilated under the effects of Prajna-nothingness and Heaven-abandonment.

But Hua Changdeng was still Hua Changdeng after all. When the tide swept away everything and submerged everything, he took the initiative to break the three paths of body, spirit and mind of his will and turned himself into nothing.

“Nice sword!”

The soul sounds in the ghost and Buddha world were eerie, but after a wave of swords rose, a long and misty lamp descended from the nine heavens and ten earths, giving sincere praise.

At this moment, no matter whether it was Jin Xing, the lay spectator, or the insiders like Mei Siren and Yang Xizhi, all of them had surprise on their faces.

“The Ghost Sword Immortal is not dead?”

Hongniang no longer dared to continue the topic that Mr. Siren had just started.

Just in time, she turned her attention back to the battle situation, changed the subject and handed the step to the old swordsman.

“Ghost transformation…”

Mei Siren murmured.

In Jin Xing’s picture, countless questions of “What is ghostification” flashed through her mind, and Hongniang asked the same question.

Mei Siren’s face was solemn, he held the paper fan tightly and said,
“It’s nothing special, just the simplest ghost transformation.”

“Just like ordinary spirit refiners, when on the verge of death, they may choose to self-destruct in exchange for a trace of residual consciousness to escape and find a glimmer of hope for survival.”

“Hua Changdeng is different from the rest of us. He majors in the way of the soul, and even his perspective is that of the soul. He truly sees the world with the eyes of the soul.”

“And the so-called ‘ghost transformation’ means sacrificing all the strength of the body and mind in exchange for a chance for the soul to escape into nothingness.”

In other words…

Hongniang thought for a long time but couldn’t find a more tactful word to describe the Ghost Sword Immortal’s performance, which was a bit like escaping from his shell.

Shou Ye, on the other hand, was already laughing, and said bluntly:
“Still lingering on?”

Good scolding!

Jin Xing made the comment, and suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

Only I have the courage and strength to remain unmoved when facing the Ghost Sword Immortal despite repeated scoldings, right?

The stone tablet of Zhongyuan Realm trembled.

In the surrounding areas, the earth began to corrupt again, and then wisps of evil spirits permeated the air.

“This is……”

The spectators retreated in fear and soon understood what was going on.

It was as if Shou Ye was able to cleverly borrow the names of the Five Realms and turn them into his own uses.

Ghost Sword Immortal is a Saint Emperor, and the Holy Divine Continent is his backyard. In addition, he can even borrow the power of the God of Death from the Zhoutian Dao, so why can’t he borrow the power of the ghost?
“Swish, swish, swish…”

The ghostly mist was making a hissing sound.

Soon, pairs of soul eyes emitting a faint green glow condensed in the sky all around, looking extremely creepy.

And above the sky, the hazy figure of Hua Changdeng slowly emerged again.

Xu Xiaoshou remained unmoved.

Hua Changdeng didn’t move much either.

He transformed into a ghost body – this body certainly avoided the direct damage of Chao Qi’s sword, but in terms of strength, it was not even as good as the body of will just now.

“Not bad, you are very good, Xiao Shi Tan Ji…”

If I return, it is not for revenge.

It was nothing more than proving to others that it was really difficult for the young man in front of him to kill him with one sword.

From the very beginning, Hua Changdeng had no intention of getting entangled with this boy. His heart was as surging as the sea, and he would not regret losing even a ray of the Holy Emperor’s will.

At the very least, we have witnessed the rise of younger generations in sword arts, which is a great thing for the ancient sword cultivation world.

Hua Changdeng exclaimed with approval:

“The way of fame is above the sword mind.”

“After the Eight Great Masters, your talent in swordsmanship is unrivaled in this generation. The title of ‘First Swordsman’ is well deserved.”

“What a pity…”

He stared at the stone sword in the young man’s hand, then lowered his head and looked at his own ghost body, smiling silently.

Xu Xiaoshou was not discouraged at all, and seemed not to have heard the disdain behind Lao Deng’s words. He raised the corner of his lip and said,
“What a pity?”

“It’s a pity that my sword couldn’t kill you, Old Deng, and you managed to escape so easily?” He clapped his hands, as if to encourage the child to succeed on his own, and let out his first fart in his life.

Great… This spiritual wording made Hua Changdeng unable to tell whether it was a real mockery or sarcasm.

He looked over and saw the young man holding the sword in his hand, still motionless:
“I said a sword, and it means a sword.”

“And you, there is no escape, no avoidance!”

As soon as he finished speaking, all the spectators saw that a “swish” sound suddenly came from the body of Hua Changdeng’s ghost.

The layers of sword light tore through various parts of the ghost’s body.

No one knew where the sword light came from, but its destination was very clear. After tearing the body of the ghost apart, the two lights converged into one place.

Finally, it turned into…

“water?”

No!
It is not water!
It is the name that is like water!
The power of name is like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Even if Hua Changdeng abandoned his body and mind and escaped into the soul state he was most familiar with, the sword light transformed by his name and the damage caused by his name still followed him.

“this……”

The ghost’s body cracked apart with a hissing sound.

Hua Changdeng felt as if he was being tortured by slow slicing, and his whole body was in pain.

The power of the name was like water wrapping around his body, like a slow cut with a blunt knife, and he almost cried out in pain.

“How is this possible?”

Hua Changdeng was shocked.

What surprised him was not that this boy was so powerful.

Rather, he sensed something familiar in the power of the tarsal bone, a bit like his own…

The sword ghost’s intention ghost?
“Did you figure it out?”

Xu Xiaoshou held the sword, paced forward, and chuckled, “I have been cultivating my name for half a year, and I have not fallen behind in the development of other aspects of ancient swordsmanship…”

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Mei Siren who was standing on the hill behind him.

“He’s looking at me?”

Hongniang’s heartbeat quickened instantly.

She lightly pressed her slightly rising and falling chest and used her golden apricot to give the man a blow.

——The matchmaker can’t be the only one to enjoy the benefits, the brothers all have to eat well.

“bad thing!”

Mei Siren was the only one who felt his heart skip a beat when he saw this kid.

You fight, what does it mean when you suddenly turn around?
This guy never targets someone without a purpose, and nothing good ever happens when he targets him… Mei Siren didn’t even have the thought of understanding or being curious. He already had the idea of pinching out the Xingjie Jade Talisman and escaping on the spot.

“My teacher is right!”

Xu Xiaoshou’s words stopped him in his tracks.

The golden apricot in Hongniang’s hand also turned around, which meant that she was under the gaze of 17 million spectators.

“cough.”

Mei Siren quietly hid the Xingjie Jade Talisman, raised his chin slightly, took out a paper fan and waved it slowly, writing:
“Thank you, thank you.”

I haven’t said anything yet, and you’re praising me?
Xu Xiaoshou was amused, and pointed at Mr. Siren and said, “The old man also said that there are three kinds of sword ghosts: the clone ghost, the spirit ghost, and the mind ghost…”

Mei Siren slowly stopped waving the paper fan in his hand.

“This sword of the devil is indeed powerful. I have also seen it from the side. It’s the one that my teacher didn’t explain just now…”

Mei Siren’s face turned pale and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

“What he wants to say is that the sword energy left in Ba Zun’an’s body must have been slashed by your Yigui Sword, which is why it cannot be erased, right?”

After hearing this, Mei Siren was so furious that he wanted to speak out to refute:
I didn’t say that!

This is what you said. I have already stopped!
Xu Xiaoshou, you are so disrespectful to your elders that you even put the blame on your teacher. It is a waste of time to teach you the Heart Sword Art of Prajna…

He hasn’t spoken yet.

The ghost’s body was shining with a long lamp, and he looked in the direction of the finger.

Mei Siren seemed to have sensed something. He looked up from afar, and his face suddenly showed a hint of sorrow and melancholy.

“well……”

After all, Hua Changdeng is also his student, and Xu Xiaoshou is also his student.

It’s just because of their different backgrounds, different positions, and different paths that the two sides have come to such opposing sides today.

If you change the time and space, change the scene.

Perhaps the two of them, together with the Eight Lords, Wen Ting, Rao Yaoyao, and other younger generations of the ancient sword cultivation world, would gather together to discuss the Dao and swordsmanship…

Mei Siren sighed again, cutting off his chaotic thoughts.

His second world is too beautiful, and it is likely that it will never be realized, either now or in the future.

Hua Changdeng calmly withdrew his gaze.

Be it Xiao Shi Tan Ji or Mr. Si Ren, neither of them could make his mind fluctuate any more.

What he was concerned about at this moment was that this young man seemed to have understood a little bit of his sword-wielding skills.
What kind of amazing talent was this?

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not right…

Thirty years ago, I could only be considered to have a glimpse of the basics of the sword ghost art.

No matter how powerful the sword energy left in Ba Zun’an’s body is, the Dao rhyme is insufficient. There is no way this young man can deduce the subsequent cultivation method, right?
Xu Xiaoshou saw through his confusion at a glance and said with a smile:
“The technique of the evil Yin, the reversal of the phase, the prohibition of my disappearance technique, the independence of the world, has not been eliminated so far.”

“This is certainly unpleasant, but it also taught me that this body is immortal and the art is eternal.”

After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at his hands:
“My swordsmanship of love cultivates the two lives and the reincarnation. I use the past to determine my present self. I believe you can feel it when I strike out with this sword.”

“As long as the past self is immortal, the present self will not perish; as long as the present self is immortal, the Way of the Sword will live forever!”

The sound was like spring thunder, terrifying the heart and soul.

Whether it is the disdain for the evil spirits, or the confidence in the two worlds and reincarnation depending on time.

Including this boy’s interpretation and application of the way of name just now, all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts came one after another.

Hua Changdeng suddenly realized that perhaps he had underestimated this young man. He should be on par with himself, not a junior.
“Little Shi Tan Ji…”

“Sorry, that’s just my former name.” Xu Xiaoshou interrupted unceremoniously, “My real name is Xu Xiaoshou.”

Today, he no longer needs to use someone else’s alias or create his own identity to protect himself.

The Holy Emperor deserves to be killed.

The ancestral gods should be destroyed.

If gods stand in the way, kill gods; if Buddhas stand in the way, kill Buddhas; that’s all.

Xu Xiaoshou… Hua Changdeng murmured the name softly, his voice and expression distorted, but with blurred vision, he looked at the stone sword in Xu Xiaoshou’s hand.

Crowned with the name of the first sword immortal, carrying the sword power of the name.

If it were an ordinary sword, it would have been shattered into pieces the moment it was swung.

When Xu Xiaoshou used this stone sword, was it really as he had said before, that if the seal was not broken and the scabbard was not unsheathed, would he be injured like this?

“What is the name of this sword?” Hua Changdeng asked with pain.

Ying——

As if it finally had the opportunity to show itself, the stone sword twisted violently, and its spiritual power was so strong that it almost broke the seal itself.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled when he saw this, but did not curb Shi Jian’s excitement.

Instead, he raised the sword in his hand, in front of Hua Changdeng, in front of the spectators from the five regions, and called out softly:
“Zang Ku.”

What a good name…Hua Changdeng seemed to have something else to say.

The nameless power swept over and entangled, gradually wearing away his ghostly body. He no longer had the strength to utter a single word.

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand, no longer torturing the miserable Lao Deng, and said with a flick of his sleeves:
“Next time we meet, bring your ghost hunters and come and experience the bitter edge of my hands!”

“As for today, that’s it.”

He blinked his eyes and no longer gave Hua Changdeng the chance to make noise.

Xu Xiaoshou grasped the sword of Zangku fiercely, detonating the trickling power of fame through the air.

“boom!”

There was an explosion in the void.

The name is like water, like spring breeze and drizzle when slow, and like raging waves when wild. It suddenly collapsed inwards and crushed Hua Changdeng’s entire soul.

The Ghost Buddha Realm is built on the ancient war god platform.

The level of the Taoist rules and regulations here is extremely high, which can be said to be no less than the relics of gods, and even comparable to the residence of the ancestral gods in the heavenly realm.

After half a year of solidification, the space of the Ghost and Buddha Realm has become stable.

This place was built to prepare for the upcoming battle between the Holy Emperor and the Ancestral God.

Naturally, the collapsed space and the black hole created by the explosion caused by Xu Xiaoshou were not large.

This is not the power of name, it is insufficient power.

It was just a more familiar use of blasting, and the remaining will and soul of Hua Changdeng were not worthy of any bigger fanfare.

“call……”

Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief.

This explosion was a relief for Xiaoyu’s resentment after hearing about Mr. Yu’s death, and it also helped him vent his anger in advance.

Of course, it doesn’t end there.

No matter how the outside world was surprised and shocked at this time, Xu Xiaoshou did not leave after he blew up Hua Changdeng’s ghost.

He has his own goals.

He painstakingly searched for Hua Changdeng’s will for several days, and even had the opportunity to have a conversation and communicate with him. He found out that Hua Changdeng’s will was so powerful that it could cross the realm of ghosts and Buddhas.

How can we miss such a good opportunity?

The death of the remnant soul was just to vent his anger.

When the surrounding space solidified slightly, the power of the ghost was completely wiped out, as if it had completely disappeared from this world…

“call out!”

It is invisible to the n*ked eye and imperceptible to the spiritual mind.

From the place where Yu Huachangdeng had just died, a faint light flashed out, heading towards the direction of the ghost Buddha at the Guizhe ruins.

“Here it comes!”

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes suddenly lit up.

The last time, when he destroyed Hua Changdeng’s will in advance, the same situation happened.

But at that time he did not think much about it, nor did he stop it. He just watched the changes and came to the conclusion that Hua Changdeng’s will came from the ghost Buddha and would eventually return to the ghost Buddha.

“This means that no matter what the outcome is, whether the ghost is hunted or hunted, a portion of the power will be transferred to the ghost Buddha.”

“When the transformation of the Ghost Buddha Realm Fengdu is complete and the unknown power belonging to the Ghost Buddha has accumulated enough, Hua Changdeng will surely come in his true form.”

“If we were to respond to his moves, or theirs, at that time, we would be in a passive position…”

Along the way, I have been passive for so long, but it’s not entirely because I am a passive person.

That’s because he has no strength and has to be passive!
Now that his strength has improved and he has figured out Hua Changdeng’s conspiracy, how can Xu Xiaoshou let the opportunity slip away?
“Soul Light…”

Gaze far into the distance, towards the direction of the ghost Buddha.

What Xu Xiaoshou saw was no longer ghosts or Buddhas, but it seemed that he saw the ladder that went straight up to the sky in the void.

And above the Ladder to Heaven are the legendary secret realms of the Five Holy Emperors, which no one from the Five Realms can ever see in their lifetime.

“Now that you’re here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and waited.

He was not in a hurry, his mind was focused on that ray of soul light, following it across several realms.

When you see the soul light finally arrive in front of the Ghost Buddha, it will follow the other soul lights in the past and sink into the cinnabar between the Ghost Buddha’s eyebrows.

Xu Xiaoshou’s brows changed, he waited in awe, and suddenly raised two fingers.

“What is this?”

There were more than 17 million spectators in Jinxing, but they did not see the soul light. They only saw that after Shou Ye killed the Ghost Sword Immortal, he stayed in the same place for a while.

He waited and waited…

Suddenly he looked up at the sky, used the Evil Yin Hand Seal, and whispered the name of the spell that sounded familiar but was extremely scary when you thought about it carefully:

“Spell: Soul Tomb!” (End of this chapter)