I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1934

Chapter 1810 Chapter 186 Turtle Boy

He did not choose to kill the grandfather and grandson of the Rao family.

Wu Rao’s destruction has nothing to do with me.

If we really want to investigate, it is the fault of the five great Saint Emperor families, and even Dao Qiongcang alone.

Regardless of Rao Keke’s talent, or the old man’s strength, whether the two of them have anything else to hide…

Once you enter Qianshi, all your plans are limited to the sky, and you cannot escape from this cage.

There is no possibility of a comeback.

Even if they still have some hope in their hearts, that hope is too illusory and is given by others.

“Qianshi Emperor Realm…”

“Forget it, let’s keep going.”

Everyone left the forest and lake and walked into the depths of the mist.

When he arrived in Qianshi, he felt that everything he encountered along the way was very unreal, just like the fog covering the lake, full of mystery.

He first killed an old man who was chopping wood.

Because I felt that it was Dao Qiongcang’s Tianji Puppet, but after killing it, I felt that it was not the case.

In fact, judging from the old man’s life pattern, he is a living person.

What a pity, no one can afford to gamble.

After the chance encounter with Wu Rao and the other two, everyone felt that what Qianshi had encountered was not an illusion.

As for other Saint Emperor families, they must be annihilated without mercy and their entire clan must be exterminated.

Now that these major forces have decided to take action, it is impossible for them to cut the grass completely and leave Wu Rao with a spark of hope for a comeback.

It is indeed possible that Emperor Qianshi has something in reserve.

Dao Qiongcang’s style is to never do things to the extreme, but to take one step at a time and act cautiously. Any change can be regarded as beneficial.

In the Qianshi Emperor Realm, perhaps the habits are also like this.

“But do those two Wurao really exist?”

Everyone was lost in the fog, and it felt like they had forgotten something important. They only remembered to move forward.

He could no longer distinguish between Qian Shi’s falsehood and reality, and only felt that if he were to come here, he might be able to see through it.

But he is only half of the will of a second true body, and his abilities are too limited.

Not to mention the Saint Emperor Qianshi, even Dao Qiongcang could play tricks on me at this moment.

“Perhaps entering Qianshi was a wrong decision from the very beginning?”

You’re here now.

This is the only way people can comfort themselves and collect more information.

Even if the information is wrong, it’s good enough that I have obtained it. I will leave the rest to me to judge.

Not long.

When we walked out of the fog, the scenery changed and we arrived at a mudflat.

Not far away is the sea, which is boundless.

The muddy and sandy mudflats beneath your feet sparkled in the starlight, making you dizzy and feel as if your soul is about to sink into it.

“Um?”

Everyone woke up again.

I am here to pollute Daoqiongcang’s memory imprint.

How come after walking for so long, every time I want to unfold the Dao of Intentions, something unexpected happens?
“Something’s wrong…”

“The Way of Memory, tampered with my memory?”

He stopped, but was no longer obsessed with weaving the mark of the sky.

He felt that from the moment he stepped into the Qianshi Emperor realm, he had entered a “vicious circle” and might have been locked in by the Qianshi Saint Emperor.

The rest are just going around in circles, doing useless work.

Everyone pondered in the muddy yellow beach, and finally laughed at himself, and said loudly to the empty surroundings:

“Come out, Dao Qianshi, there’s no need to play hide and seek anymore, I give up.”

The sound floated on the mudflats, but did not cause any echo or ripples.

Jinren thought about it, raised his sword, and pointed it at his own forehead, deciding to commit suicide.

He really lost.

He walked along the way, but all he found was incomprehensible.

Qianshi Emperor Realm is indeed a place that can nurture a riddle-maker like Dao Qiongcang. Its existence itself is a “riddle”!
The sword light is fierce.

But when he was about to stab the target between the eyebrows, he stopped moving involuntarily as his eyes were attracted by a huge creature far off in the sea.

“This is?”

That looks like a gigantic…turtle?

Even though it was far away and half of it was sunk in the mud, it still looked as tall as a three-story attic.

Everyone has good eyesight.

He could also see that there was a small human figure sitting on top of this turtle-like offshore creature.

He turned his back to the stars.

When everyone saw it and him, a childish voice sounded in the distance, saying something extremely mysterious:

“Mysterious knocks on the longevity mark on the old turtle’s back.”

“The stars weave thousands of paths, and destiny falls on the middle.”

The ethereal child’s voice disappears, and everyone’s eyes blur, and they find that everything has changed.

He didn’t know how he crossed the mudflat, came to the near sea, and came to the old turtle.

This turtle-like creature was so huge!
It turned out to be more than three stories high. It was as tall as the sky. In front of it, I was as insignificant as mud and sand.

“sea turtle?”

The old turtle lowered his eyes, and the stars intertwined before his eyes.

It is like something from outer space. Only when people can understand the mystery and push open the supreme door can they see it.

But after everyone blinked, they realized that it was obviously very small.

It is only as tall as a normal person, and although it is huge, it is not out of reach.

From a close distance, everyone could tell that this old turtle must have gone through a long life and was quite old.

It has a shell on its back like a turtle, with star warts on the shell, which contains unknown power. There are also crisscrossing lines on the back of the shell, which seem to be imprinted with the great Dao and all laws.

But its shell is different from that of an ordinary turtle. It is covered with a layer of soft skin, which makes the star warts and the pattern look very blurry.

There is a clear separation between the turtle’s shell and its flesh.

The shell and flesh of this old turtle are completely grown together under the connection of the soft skin. There are gaps, but they are not obvious.

After thinking for a long time, I can only describe it like this:

“It’s like the mist on the lake, mysterious yet hiding the truth.”

He felt that he could not get to the essence, like scratching an itch through a shoe, and finally he suddenly realized:
“The truth is blocked!”

Old turtle…

And the boy riding a turtle upside down…

Everyone’s heart was already in turmoil, and they determined the essence of the facts:

Holy Emperor Qianshi!

Either this old turtle is Dao Qianshi, or this child riding the turtle upside down is him!

Although it is very different from the image of the Holy Emperor Qianshi in people’s minds, everyone finds it understandable.

Dao Qiong Cang is so coquettish.

What does it matter if Dao Qian was originally a boy or not even a human being but a turtle?

He looked at the old turtle.

The old turtle was bored, with his eyes as big as copper lamps drooping, and felt drowsy.

Obviously, those few words of “Taoism” did not come from its mouth. Everyone looked at the little boy who was riding on the old turtle’s shell with his back to them.

He was only wearing a star robe, sitting with his back hunched, his hands supported in front of his head so that he could not be seen, gazing at the starry sky.

When I tried so hard to look up, I could only see the back of his head which was very full and smooth – without any hair.

“Big brother, everyone is seeking the truth and immortality, why are you so depressed and want to commit suicide?” The boy riding the turtle upside down spoke, with deep confusion in his words.

Everyone took a deep breath, too lazy to beat around the bush with these Dao Riddlers, and just followed the principle of making the best of things.

Now that we’ve met and can’t avoid each other, let’s talk!

He clasped his fists and said sternly, “Junior Xu Xiaoshou greets Saint Emperor Qianshi.”

“Hmm…” The little boy shook his head. “Big brother, how can you be sure that I am the Qianshi Saint Emperor?”

Those with the surname Tao are troublesome!
Everyone hates these riddlers the most.

When you meet, just meet nicely. When you talk, just talk nicely. Why do you have to beat around the bush in every sentence?

But he just didn’t want to, not that he couldn’t. When he heard the voice, he laughed and flattered her:

“Mysterious knocks on the longevity, the old turtle’s back has longevity lines, the stars weave thousands of paths, and destiny falls on the middle balance… How can someone who can have such a tone and such a heart be an ordinary person?”

“Although this Qianshi Emperor Realm is vast and has many talented people, if you are not a Saint Emperor, who can be a Saint Emperor?”

The little boy still had his back to him, his voice full of childishness, as if he was asking a question very seriously: “Can’t I be Dao Qiong Cang?”

Everyone laughed loudly and picked up a grain of sand from the ground: “Dao Qiongcang has many tricks, but he is not as good as sand. Qianshi Saint Emperor’s talent and wisdom cover the sky, he can be a star in the sky, how can you two be compared?”

“Hmm…” The little boy shook his head again: “Except for Saint Emperor Qianshi and Daoqiongcang, can’t I be anyone else?”

Everyone was stunned. What other strong person could there be in the Qianshi Emperor Realm?
Dao Xuanji?
Just a funny girl.

Everyone continued to flatter him: “I have long heard of the great name of the Holy Emperor Qianshi. It is well-known in my ears. After meeting him today, I find that his reputation is indeed well-deserved…”

After a long string of polite remarks, he finally expressed his true thoughts: “But does Saint Emperor Qianshi intend to turn his back on me like this and not show his true appearance to others?”

The little boy on the turtle’s back laughed, still focusing on gazing at the stars: “If you want to see me, why don’t you walk behind the turtle under my seat and come to see me on your own initiative?”

“Well……”

Even though everyone was very smart, they were all choked.

You guys are really Daoist!
He was not angry, but was about to go around this huge Dao turtle as tall as a person, go behind it, and meet the damned little brat.

“That’s all.”

The little boy on the turtle’s back waved his hand, moved his butt, turned around and looked down, smiling:

“who I am?”

Everyone stopped and looked over.

When he saw the boy’s face clearly, his pupils trembled, and he took three steps back in fear, losing his voice in horror:

“A-Ajie?!”

This bald little boy with red lips, white teeth, round eyes and a straight nose, isn’t he the Tianji puppet Ajie that I dug out from the ground at the Killing Corner of Tianxuan Gate in Tiansang Ling Palace?

At this moment, everyone’s face turned green.

Too many images and too much information flashed through his mind, but he could not organize and construct a complete logic.

What he originally knew was that Ah Jie was a defective product of the first generation of Tianji puppet developed by Daoqiongcang, and Tianji Divine Envoy No. 2 was ranked behind it.

Later the truth of the matter changed. It turned out that Ajie was born with intelligence. Dao Qiongcang was therefore sanctioned by the five holy emperor families, who believed that he was in cahoots with Bei Huai. Dao Qiongcang had no choice but to abandon Ajie.

Just throw it on the Void Island!
Elder Sang brought Ah Jie back to the Tiansang Palace… Wait, why did Elder Sang do this? How dare he?
It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter…

Afterwards, Ah Jie was buried in the Tianxuan Sect. Since he was not allowed to show his body to others, he became a great treasure to protect the sect, for Elder Qiao to study the art of heavenly secrets when he moved there.

But Elder Qiao is not practicing the art of divination.

He is the fourth son of the Holy Palace. He has an extraordinary ambition and attempts to re-prove the art of formations and surpass the art of celestial secrets.

Later, Elder Qiao was canonized, and as expected, he did not need the status of a semi-saint, so he took that step.

But something went wrong along the way. It has been more than half a year, and he still hasn’t been canonized successfully…hiss?

Thinking of this, everyone’s brain is about to explode, and be overwhelmed by the huge amount of information.

But thoughts are still diverging, diverging endlessly.

He thought again of the first generation of Tianji puppets. Now that they had all developed intelligence, in the minds of the heads of the major Saint Emperor families, Dao Qiongcang had already fallen into the wrong path of Beihuai.

Bei Huaidu suffered such “control” and was suppressed in the Wailing Emperor Realm for his entire life, and they refused to let him out.

Why was Dao Qiongcang able to transcend, not only was he fine, but he also went to the Holy Continent to live freely and became the Lord of the Dao Palace?

No one really doubts that since he can create the first intelligent Tianji puppet, he will definitely behave himself and not mess around.
The entire Tao Department is not real.

Half of the people who held important positions in Guizhe Holy Mountain disappeared after Daoqiongcang retired.

These things, these clues, the five great Saint Emperor families have not found any abnormalities in the past thirty years?
Even if there is really nothing!
What about Saint Emperor Qianshi himself?
His family has a Dao Qiong Cang, and the first generation of Tianji puppet Ajie has the face of Saint Emperor Qianshi. What kind of sinister intentions does this have?

Just let Dao Qiong Cang go like this?
Can you really be so magnanimous?
But if you say that the Saint Emperor Qianshi turned a blind eye to what Dao Qiong Cang did throughout his life, Dao Qiong Cang is clearly a “traitor to the Dao family”!
He doesn’t want to take over the stall of the Emperor Qianshi Realm at all.

What he wanted was to start from scratch, to be deified with the secrets of heaven, to surpass the Holy Emperor, and to be deified and called the ancestor.

Saint Emperor Qianshi couldn’t see all this, and he allowed a traitor to painstakingly plan for thirty years?
“Ah…”

Everyone let out a roaring groan from their throat.

His head felt like it was about to explode, his thoughts were in a mess and he couldn’t make a coherent thread.

“suicide!”

“You can only commit suicide!”

“It’s impossible to stay in this Qianshi Emperor Realm. We can’t even have a conversation. There’s something wrong with the Qianshi Saint Emperor. This guy has bad intentions!”

The little boy on the turtle’s back watched him struggling with a smile.

Jinren was already determined to kill himself, and without a second thought, he raised his sword again and stabbed at his forehead.

At the same time, a horrified thought came to the master:
“Don’t enter Qianshi!”

The Dao clan members have more ideas and tricks than the hundreds of billions of people in the five regions of the continent combined.

The water of Qianshi was even more turbid than the chaos that was mixed into everything after the five great Saint Emperor families exploded together.

What evil spirits, what holy demons, what medicine ghosts…all can be shaken by my power.

Saint Emperor Qianshi and Dao Qiongcang, hitting these things is like punching cotton, they have no idea who is going to bear the force and get hit in the end.

“Bang!”

The little boy on the turtle’s back watched the man commit suicide with a smile on his face, but did not try to stop him.

After everyone pointed a finger at him, watermelon juice exploded from his head, and his entire body and soul were destroyed, without even a trace of consciousness left, for fear of being caught.

“Oh, why can’t you think it through?”

The little boy looked regretful, holding his chin with his hand and sighing softly. Finally, he looked at the empty space under the turtle and asked:

“Xu Xiaoshou, what exactly is death?”

“Or to put it another way, if the body, spirit and mind are completely destroyed, is it really ‘death’?”

Before everyone dies, they finish their short yet brilliant life.

He closed his eyes and committed suicide. He knew that after this move, he would be dead for sure and not even a trace would be left.

He will fall back into darkness.

When the deity is in need, she will give birth and then return.

Although I will no longer be the same person I am now, but as long as one is alive… or as long as one is alive, there is no need to be so serious.

It’s all me!
Just think like this.

But when everyone opened their eyes, they found that they were born by me in the Holy Continent.

He looked at the huge old turtle in front of him, which was as tall as a man, and at “Ajie” who was looking at him with his chin on his hand on the turtle’s back…

He is numb.

He lowered his head and looked at himself.

My existence is illusory, without body, soul, or consciousness, yet it seems that all three exist at the same time?
This is a very special kind of “living”, but as for what this state is, everyone’s brain has short-circuited and cannot think about it.

“My Lord, kill me! Blow me up!”

Everyone’s heart was howling madly. Although he couldn’t commit suicide, the original body had no backup plan. He always controlled the life and death of his second true body with just a thought.

“Don’t struggle. The connection between the incarnation and the original body has been ‘tampered’ a long time ago. Haven’t you discovered it yet?”

“Well, when you entered my divine palace?”

There was no response from the deity, as if the connection had been completely severed with his own death. However, the little boy on the turtle’s back looked over and said something terrifying:
“Your name is ‘Jinren’?”

His hands hung limply, his whole body seemed drained of strength, and he remained silent.

The little boy on the turtle’s back seemed to have no ill intentions. He was still discussing “death” and said to himself:

“I think there are three ways to die.” He held up three crystal white fingers.

Everyone is indifferent.

Seeing that he didn’t respond, the little boy continued:

“There are three kinds of death for a person. The first is the disappearance of the three paths of body, spirit and mind. The second is the erasure of the meaning of existence at the funeral. The third is the oblivion of the world.”

“so……”

When he said this, everyone’s eyes were shocked and their bodies shuddered slightly.

The little boy stood up from the old turtle’s back, stretched his waist, and yawned:
“So everyone, if there is one person who remembers our names, does it mean that we are ‘eternal’?”

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