I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1919

Chapter 1795 Teasing

Chapter 1795 Teasing
Hua Changdeng had never seen such a shameless ancient swordsman.

He originally intended to leave Xu Xiaoshou with a last word, but he never thought that this guy would take advantage of his soft heart and run away!
Before leaving, he even threw some dirty water on Qian Shi’s Dao Qiong Cang.

Hua Changdeng didn’t know how Xu Xiaoshou learned the “Thirty-Six Heavenly Secrets: The Great Divine Descent Technique”.

After performing this technique, Hua Changdeng was unable to detect where Xu Xiaoshou had escaped to in the first place.

“Guidance, forgetfulness, memory…”

The traces of these three paths coexist, and in the final analysis, they can be summarized as one word: “intention”.

But Hua Changdeng is not good at this “intention”.

He cultivated the sword ghost’s mind ghost and only cultivated the attack of mind, which was sufficient for frontal combat.

In terms of “cunning” and “sly”, it is indeed not as good as the little mouse that hides its head and shows its tail.

But it doesn’t matter if you can’t figure it out.

The only thing Hua Changdeng knew was that Dao Qiongcang would not be so blatant as to cause trouble in the Yunshan Imperial Territory and become his enemy.

Therefore, when looking at the entire Yunshan Imperial Realm, searching for anything unusual, he finally found a trace of ancient swordsmanship in the Yunshan Holy Temple.

Hua Changdeng knew that the little mouse must have mistaken his position and ran to the main hall.

He hurried back to the hall without stopping.

But after landing, not only did the elders behave strangely, but the word “again” was puzzling.

Even the entrance to the main hall gives people a special feeling…

“It’s empty, as if something is missing?”

Hua Changdeng didn’t pay much attention to it. After forcibly calling back the elders with his holy power, he got straight to the point and asked,
“Who cast the magic sword technique?”

Around the Yunshan Holy Temple, traces of illusion left by the illusion sword technique flow, and the level of sword technique is extremely high.

Others might not notice their arrival, but Hua Changdeng could see something at a glance and looked at the elders.

So weird!

Among these old guys, there are actually people who have secretly worked hard to cultivate the ancient sword technique to this level?
What is the purpose?
To make a big splash?
They are already past that age!
“Illusion Sword Technique…”

The elders who had gone back and forth were also confused by the words of the patriarch. Someone hesitated and said:

“No one is using the Phantom Sword Technique?”

No?

Hua Changdeng only believes in his own eyes.

He did not ask again, but just looked at everyone with a cold gaze.

The elders of the tribe were sweating profusely and felt as if they were being stared at by jackals.

It was obvious that no one was lying, but everyone felt that they were the one who was wrong and must have lied.

In the end, to Hua Changdeng’s surprise, the elders actually turned their attention to Hua Zhiyao, who was not the leader among the elders.

Hua Zhiyao also took a step forward, his face solemn, and bowed, saying:

“Master, there really is no one who can perform the magic sword technique. Weren’t we discussing the matter of the ancestral stone carving just now?”

Ancestral stone carvings?

Hua Changdeng was stunned for a moment.

The “we” Hua Zhiyao mentioned obviously refers to more than just the elders.

As he spoke, his hand was moving back and forth between himself and the elders of the tribe, and this “we” clearly included himself as well.

But……

“When did I talk to you about the ancestral stone carvings?”

Hua Changdeng glanced towards the main hall. The only thing he discussed with the elders was the distribution of the Wu Rao Emperor Realm in the hall before.

But halfway through the discussion, he went out to catch mice.

“Haha, is the Patriarch a little forgetful today?”

Hua Zhiyao seemed to be very close to him suddenly, and he even dared to laugh it off, as if he was blaming him for something wrong in a joking tone.

Yes!

Hua Zhiyao is just being sarcastic.

He condemned the head of the family for first forgetting his own name and now forgetting the stone carving of his ancestors, which was very naughty.

“count!”

Hua Zhiyao smiled and uttered only one word with a meaningful expression, trying to help the patriarch remember something he had not forgotten.

“…”

Hua Changdeng was silent.

His silence frightened the elders present.

Hua Zhiyao keenly sensed that something was wrong, his face twitched twice, and he pretended to be calm.

He forced a smile again, stretched out both hands, bowed and pointed to the place where the ancestral stone carving was previously located, and said with a grin:
“Master, look at this!”

Remember it, remember it quickly.

This happened just now, less than a quarter of an hour has passed. The master of the family is quite humorous today, haha…

Hua Changdeng looked on in silence.

He stared at her for a few seconds, his pupils trembled violently, and his face showed emotion.

He finally realized why he always felt the temple was so empty when he returned to it again.

There used to be a stone tablet beside the main hall gate, engraved with “The Way has no end, stop at the right time”, which was left by the ancestors of the Hua family.

But now, the stone tablet is gone!

All that was left was a stone seal the size of a millstone.

The stone marks were very clean, and the color was clearly different from the steps in the front yard of the temple, but one would only notice the difference if one paid close attention…

Hua Changdeng opened his mouth but no sound came out.

He looked at the imprint on the stone tablet, and then cast a look of disbelief at the elders.

The elders of the tribe all looked expectant, and dozens of their gazes were fixed on him, but they didn’t say anything. They just watched and waited.

It was as if they were all expecting themselves, the head of the family, to come up with some conclusion to some problem.

Hua Changdeng could not wait for an active explanation, so he could only look back at the imprint. This time he could no longer hold back and asked with some emotion:
“Where is the stone tablet?!”

All the elders looked at Yinhen again, their expressions were normal, and some even smiled.

Hua Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and asked,
“Yes, Patriarch, where is the stone tablet?”

——Who are you smiling at!
Hua Changdeng was so angry that he almost pulled out the ghost hunter. He used his sword to split Hua Zhiyao in front of him. He burst into murderous intent and shouted:

“I asked, where is the stele?”

With a loud bang, the Yunshan Temple exploded with thunder.

The elders were all shaken by the Saint Emperor’s aura and staggered back. Hua Zhiyao finally showed fear on his face and said in a trembling voice:

“Master, throw the stone tablet in!”

Hua Changdeng’s mind went blank for a moment, and he repeated unconsciously: “Throw it away?”

“Oh no, send it in!”

“Where to send it?”

“The fragments of time and space, master, what’s wrong with you?” Hua Zhiyao said so righteously!

What’s wrong with me?
I also want to ask, what’s wrong with you, Hua Zhiyao!
Hua Changdeng suppressed the urge to kill, knowing that something strange was stuck between them, and immediately suppressed his anger and asked: “Who told you to throw the ancestral stone carving… into the fragmented flow of time and space?”

“You!”

Then he saw Hua Zhiyao pointing at him as a matter of course, muttering something inaudibly, and finally drew the long sword at his waist, lightly slashed at the void, then picked up the air on the imprint of the stone tablet with both hands, and threw it into the air with a smile ~
“That’s it, do as you said, didn’t you say to catch the traitor?” Hua Zhiyao completely replicated everything just now, staring at the head of the family with some suspicion.

Fake?

Ahahaha, that’s not the case.

In the Yunshan Emperor Realm, who dares to pretend to be the head of the family…

“Well?”

Hua Zhiyao’s thoughts froze, his eyes widened, and cold sweat began to break out all over his body.

“Hmm?” Hua Changdeng said nothing, his lips were sealed, only a nasal sound came out.

With a bang, Hua Zhiyao’s whole body trembled, and his knees suddenly slammed heavily on the ground. He seemed to have been drained of blood. He fell to the ground, as pale as a corpse.

“No, no, it’s impossible…”

When Hua Changdeng raised his eyes and cast a cold gaze at the elders behind Hua Zhiyao, the elders realized something at the same time, and they lost their voices in fear and trembled with fear.

Bang, bang, bang!
Soon, more than a dozen elders knelt in front of the hall.

Until this moment, everyone in Yunshan Holy Temple, including Hua Changdeng, realized that “again”, that seemingly true “illusion sword technique”, and that “family head” who had returned…

It’s not like the master of the house has come back once before.

But the patriarch who came back before was a fake patriarch. If nothing unexpected happens, it was the little mouse that the patriarch was chasing!

“…”

Hua Changdeng was silent.

His silence was deafening.

At this moment, his chest was filled with the most murderous intent in the past thirty years, and he almost wanted to kill everyone in front of him with a single sword.

He has a thousand words to say.

He wanted to denounce, rage, and explode.

But he knew very well that the fault was not with these idiots, but with their inertia of thinking and Xu Xiaoshou’s unpredictable nature, and also with himself.

But why…

He had countless “whys” to ask.

Why can’t you see that it’s fake? Why did you throw away the ancestral stone carvings even though they said they would? Why can’t you wait a little longer…

No!
There is no reason!

Hua Changdeng held down the sword, took a long breath, suppressed the surging waves in his heart, and calmly looked at the group of old men kneeling on the ground in front of him.

He was silent for a long time before he spoke in a hoarse voice:
“Hua Zhiyao, go to the Punishment Hall to receive your punishment.”

Bang, bang, bang!
Hua Zhiyao, who realized it later, was kowtowing frantically.

He almost smashed his forehead, and the steps in front of the hall were covered with blood. He burst into tears and was choked with choking and couldn’t say a word, “I, I…”

An elder behind him cried and said something for Hua Zhiyao: “Master, he is the elder of the Punishment Hall.”

Hua Changdeng had a blank expression on his face: “You decide your own sentence, you convict yourself, you stamp your own seal, and you receive your own punishment.”

Bang, bang, bang!
Hua Zhiyao was still kowtowed, his heart seemed to hit his throat, and he still made incoherent sounds: “Oh, I…”

An elder of the tribe asked in a miserable voice:

“When will you confess your crime?”

Hua Changdeng tightened the sword in his hand:
“Now, immediately, right away.”

This is a capital crime!
How can you survive if you lose the ancestral stone carving?
Hua Zhiyao shed tears and blood, kowtowed, and drew the long sword from his waist, crossing it to his neck.

“No! No!”

A group of clan elders rushed forward, some trying to stop Hua Zhiyao, some trying to plead with Hua Changdeng, all of them in tears.

When a rabbit dies, the fox mourns.

Hua Zhiyao is gone today.

When the time comes to reckon, anyone who was present and did not deny throwing away the ancestral stone carvings will be guilty.

It’s not that the head of the family is not angry, it’s just that he didn’t have time to clean up everything – Hua Zhiyao cannot die!

But Hua Chang was as strong as a candle and said expressionlessly,
“Last words.”

Hua Zhiyao’s sword was across his neck, and the elders couldn’t hold it down. His neck was cut and bleeding.

At this moment, his lips were trembling, and his mind flashed through the prosperity and wealth of his life, and his thoughts became hazy and confused.

He is unconscious.

The so-called last words are nothing more than the things that one has sought but could not obtain throughout his life.

So before dying, in a trance, Hua Zhiyao somehow said:
“I have no last words, I just want to ask one question…”

“Master, can I still go to your house tomorrow at noon?”

The elders were startled, and then their faces showed great fear.

What are you talking about, Hua Zhiyao? Do you think you are not dying fast enough, or that the head of the family is not cruel enough?
Hua Changdeng was also startled, and suddenly he laughed out of anger.

At this moment, he could only admire Xu Xiaoshou’s guidance of the Tao.

“Bang!”

Hua Changdeng gave a flying kick.

Hua Zhiyao, who was crawling on the ground, realized that he had said something wrong. The sword in his hand was kicked directly into his neck, and the whole person was thrown into the air.

A streak of blood passed across the Tingdao Peak, and slammed into the fragmented flow of time and space thousands of miles away, without even being able to utter a wail.

No one dared to pick up Hua Zhiyao.

The atmosphere at the entrance of the hall dropped to freezing point. Everyone was trembling as if walking on thin ice.

Hua Changdeng closed his eyes solemnly: “Xu Xiaoshou, where did you go?”

Xu Xiaoshou?
Everyone then realized what the little mouse’s name was.

But for a moment, the elders really couldn’t remember who this dead rat was, who was the one that the elders of the Yunshan Holy Temple played with and applauded?
They just had some vague impression, where they had heard this name…

Not important!
I will collect this person’s information later!

Someone immediately responded, “Wurao Dijing! He asked for Hua Zhiyao’s identity token and must be fleeing to Wurao Dijing.”

Hua Zhiyao…

It’s Hua Zhiyao again…

Hua Zhiyao, his death is not a pity!

Hua Changdeng rarely had such a strong urge to kill. He even scattered Hua Zhiyao’s ashes with his own hands.

But after calming down, he knew that if he really killed Hua Zhiyao for this reason, Xu Xiaoshou would succeed.

only……

It is not possible to kill, but it is also not acceptable to forgive.

This dilemma is even worse than the pain suffered by the ghost and Buddha world caused by the rising tide of swords.

To put it bluntly, it’s even more uncomfortable than having someone smear shit on your mouth!

“Hey…”

Hua Changdeng’s fingers were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.

They tease my clouds and mountains and steal my ancestral stones.

If I don’t kill this boy, I won’t be worthy of being the Holy Emperor.

He had a cold face, said nothing, and rushed towards the direction of Wu Rao Emperor Realm with sword in hand.

“The head of the family…”

The clan elder Ben was still crawling on the ground behind him.

Seeing this, an old man subconsciously stood up and took out a gift book as if he wanted to say something.

Before he could even open his mouth, he was dragged back by the people around him, thrown heavily to the ground, and then nearly beaten to death by the elders.

“Just go first and fill in the gap later. What’s the point of paying attention to etiquette at this time? Are you trying to kill us?”

…

The imperial realm of Han Palace.

On the way up the mountain path to the front hall reception hall, a group of Han Gong clansmen were whispering:
“It seems that some big shot has come!”

“Yes, judging by his clothes, he should be someone from the Yunshan Emperor Realm, an elder or even a semi-saint!”

“His face is so dark, he doesn’t say a word, and his aura is so scary. Is something big going to happen?”

“I don’t know, but if they want to cause trouble, how dare the people from Yunshan come to my Han Palace Emperor Realm? Isn’t this just hitting a rock with an egg? Ridiculous, ridiculous!”

“Hehe, I think so too, but I guess he didn’t have any good intentions. He didn’t even bother to greet Elder Yuegong Kui. He didn’t even say a word. I heard that he directly asked to see the head of the family!”

“What? So bold? What is his identity? What is his position as the head of the family? Which head of the family does he want to see, the old head or the young head of the family?”

“I heard it was the old patriarch…”

“What the hell is he dreaming about! A mere elder! It would be better if the Holy Emperor Yunshan came in person!”

“I don’t know…”

The reception hall of Han Palace Imperial Realm did welcome an uninvited guest today.

Yue Gongkui was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was very polite. He accompanied the envoy from the foot of the mountain to the reception room at the top, but he was unable to find out even a little bit about the purpose of the Yunshan envoy’s visit.

“Go, go, go, all of you go away.”

He waved his hand to dismiss the maid in the reception room, leaving only the messenger and himself. After personally pouring hot tea for the other party, he sighed and said:

“Brother Zhiyao, you and I are old friends.”

“You have a gloomy face all the way here. Could it be that I, Yue Gongkui, have treated you unfairly? Just give me some information. What is the attitude of your Yunshan side?”

“After all, we were friends when we were kids, and we climbed trees together to rob bird nests. But when we walked from the foot of the mountain to the top, he didn’t even glance at me. If you didn’t know, you would think we were strangers. Today we met by chance, and this is the first time we’ve seen each other! Haha, haha…”

“Come, Brother Zhiyao, have some tea first, have some tea…”

Hua Zhiyao’s face was as dark as ink, and he didn’t even look at the tea.

He took out a jade identity card with the word “Xing” engraved on one side and the pattern of “Yunshan” on the other side, and slammed it heavily on the mahogany table. He shouted loudly with his holy power surging.

At that time, everyone in the reception hall, at the top and the bottom of the mountain, heard this voice that contained a hint of anger:
“I am Hua Zhiyao, an elder of the Criminal Hall of the Yunshan Emperor Realm. Today, I am entrusted by the head of my clan to visit the Holy Emperor of Han Palace.”

“The head of the family said that I will only wait for a moment. If the Holy Emperor of Han Palace does not come to see me in person within a quarter of an hour, I will immediately return to Yunshan.”

“As for Han Gong, you will bear the consequences at your own risk!”

Thanks to the leader of the alliance [Xu Xiaoshou] for the three rewards of 10,000 yuan to Dao Qiongcang, Mei Siren and Hua Changdeng. Congratulations on joining the alliance!

I will ask for more monthly tickets at the end of the month. Thank you!
(End of this chapter)