I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1941

Chapter 1817 Xuan Cang

Chapter 1817: Xuan Cang,
compared to the twenty-one famous swords, there are only five of the five great artifacts of chaos!

Compared to Cheng Xie, the sword wielder of the Double Needles of the Hidden Blade who is only slightly known in the ancient sword cultivation circle, Rao Yaoyao, the previous sword wielder of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, is famous all over the world!

Although this is still not enough to make the Hidden Blade Double Needle’s status, it is weaker than the Divine Sword Xuan Cang. After all, both the Divine Sword and the Hidden Blade are famous swords, and there is no difference in quality.

But having said that, everyone has a ruler in their heart.

The popularity of the Divine Sword Xuan Cang is much higher than the other famous swords that are ranked lower among the twenty-one famous swords.

only……

“Didn’t the Xuancang Divine Sword get lost after the death of Sword Saint Rao? I heard that the Palace Master has been searching for it for half a year but couldn’t find any trace of it.”

“Rao Yaoyao will never be recognized by Xuan Cang in her entire life, am I right? She only holds it for a short period of time, borrowing it from this young man…”

“Who is he? A sword immortal? The appearance of a sword immortal? He is too young, is he less than sixteen years old? Did he get Xuan Cang? Did he get him, or did he get Xuan Cang’s recognition?”

Criticisms arose in every tavern.

Everyone’s eyes fell on the young man that Cheng Xie was staring at, and most of them were looking at the long sword behind him.

“Then, is that the Divine Sword Xuan Cang?”

The sword was wrapped in a sealing belt, so its entirety could not be seen. Only the hilt was left.

Not many people have even had the good fortune to see what the Xuan Cang Divine Sword looks like, so who can recognize the hilt when it’s left?

Cheng Xie recognized it.

He had been eyeing the young man for a while.

After communicating with Zuoyou Taixu and confirming that this was not the incarnation of a semi-saint, nor a young man transformed by a master for evil purposes, he came forward.

Cheng Xie stared at the young man with a complicated look on his face.

On the one hand, his Cheng family had suffered from the holy slaves for a long time.

Just to guard the double needles of the hidden sword, a huge amount of resources must be spent every year, and three semi-saint warriors must be hired to cooperate with the semi-saint ancestor of the Cheng family to take charge of the family.

He knew too well the truth that “a man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure”, and he could completely empathize with the fear of being targeted by jackals, tigers and leopards.

But on the other hand, compared to the pain that the young man felt after putting himself in his shoes, Cheng Xie could not tolerate himself doing nothing after seeing Xuan Cang.

This is the Divine Sword Xuan Cang!
But who is this young man?

Cheng Xie racked his brains but could not come to a conclusion. He racked his brains but could not figure out what this person’s name was.

There are many famous people in the ancient sword cultivation circle, but there is no place for this young man with a bone age of seventeen. Why did he get Xuan Cang?

Even Yaoyao couldn’t protect Xuan Cang, and she couldn’t sleep at night when she went out with the two needles. How could he walk around the city with the magic sword?

Cheng Xie even spent a long time searching to see if there were any Taixu or Half-Saint guards behind this young man, but the answer was none.

envious?

envy?

Hate?
Cheng Xie asked himself, but he could not find an intuitive expression for his complicated emotions at the moment. The only thing he thought about and knew was, in the end, just two words:
“Unworthy!”

Among the five great artifacts of chaos, the Four Swords belong to Shou Ye, the Taicheng Sword belongs to Mr. Si Ren, and the Emperor Sword belongs to Bei Jianxian. They are all at the level of sword immortals, which is reasonable and will not arouse envy.

Even the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, when it appeared in the world last time, the names that were related to it were:
The Eight Lords, the Resentful Buddha, and the Master of the Taoist Temple.

All of them are famous and powerful!
But now, this nameless weakling has no such person in the battle of sword immortals, and his past record is not impressive – or even non-existent!

How could he be worthy of holding the Xuancang Divine Sword?

What’s the difference between this and a toad eating swan meat, or a fairy being desecrated by a tramp?
How can an ancient sword cultivator just sit back and watch such a thing?
Cheng Xie had strict family education and was well-educated, so he could hold back his resentment. He just released a little sword intent and suppressed the commotion around him.

He did not give anyone the chance to take advantage of the chaos to kill the young man and seize the Xuan Cang sword. He looked around intently, and after forcing back those who were ready to make a move, he pretended to be calm, clasped his hands, and asked,
“Sir, what is your name?”

Xiao Wanfeng only felt the pressure coming from all directions, roaring at him with overwhelming force – it was not a feeling of fear, but helplessness.

He is a quiet person.

Practicing sword skills is done silently, and walking is done alone.

The last time he received so much attention was when he was forced by Xu Shao to go onto the Tianluo Arena stage and was forced to take first place.

This was the most ostentatious thing he had ever done in his life.

But to gain Xuan Cang’s approval, he would surely attract the attention of people from all over the Five Regions. Xiao Wanfeng had already made these mental preparations.

He sighed loudly, showing no fear. He only cursed Xuan Cang in his heart, then clasped his fists in return and said calmly,
“The first building in the sky is Xiao Wanfeng.”

At the end of The Relics of God, he encountered the Taoist master in Fengjia City in the Southern Region, but was rescued by Xu Shao and was given the Jade Talisman of Xingjie.

Xiao Wanfeng knew that he could not avoid his relationship with the First Floor in the Sky.

But it’s okay. Even if I continue to be a tea server, it’s better than being secretly monitored by the Taoist master all the time.

He did not object to his identity being known to outsiders. After all, he had been recognized by Xuan Cang and had nothing to fear in this world.

Who would have thought that as soon as these words were spoken, everyone around fell silent.

Most of the people present didn’t know who Xiao Wanfeng was, and the remaining ones just thought it was a pseudonym made up out of thin air.

But “The First Building in the Sky” is really well-known!
Cheng Xie’s momentum could not help but stagnate, and his eyebrows raised high: “The First Building in the Sky?”

He expressed doubt.

This is a bit too coincidental.

He had just found this person and wanted to stir up trouble, but the person opposite him was the force run by Shouye, the second-in-command of the Holy Slave.

Now when a person is in danger, he would try to pull the banner and use the tiger skin to link himself to Shouye?
How could such a person exist in the first floor of heaven?

Xiao Wanfeng laughed when he saw this, thinking that he took himself too seriously. He was too lazy to explain, so he clasped his fists again and replied,
“Mortal, Xiao Wanfeng.”

This is so “ordinary”!

He first brought up the title of “The Number One Building in the Sky” to scare people away, and then he claimed that he was a nobody.

It was nothing more than a retreat in order to advance, forcing everyone to be afraid and not dare to attack him – the mind of a seventeen-year-old boy was still too immature, and his methods were even more immature.

Cheng Xie, who is nearly thirty years old, has seen a lot of things in the clan and is too lazy to care about these things. He just lowers his opinion of the young man in his heart.

He stared at the sword behind the young man with burning eyes and asked, “Divine Sword Xuan Cang, after the battle between Master Shou and Sword Saint Rao, his intelligence was greatly damaged and he entered a deep state of obscurity?”

He asked very tactfully, but anyone with a careful mind would easily understand what Cheng Xie meant.

Xuan Cang must be blind to like you!

That must be because his intelligence was greatly damaged, and he could not recognize the person holding the sword. By chance, you, Xiao Wanfeng, got it, or saved it once, so he was forced to recognize the master, right?
Only this explanation can make people feel a little relieved because the heavenly sword was stuck in the dung of the mortal world.

“well.”

Xiao Wanfeng sighed helplessly again.

Although he is still young, he has a lot of experience in the world.

As a mortal, I have been wandering since childhood, traveling all over the mountains and rivers of the five regions. Even with a pure heart, I have some understanding of the ways of the world.

People’s prejudices are as big as mountains.

Cheng Xie was not asking a question, he was already certain of this view. Perhaps only Shou Ye could explain it to him?
But how could Shou Ye explain it to a mere Cheng Xie?
It was a bargain for Cheng Xie to have Yijianxiao in the past – at least he became famous after his death, after all, he died under the sword of the famous sword Cangku.

“If you think so, then think so.” Xiao Wanfeng was speechless.

Cheng Xie could hardly hide his anger, but before he could get angry, Xiao Wanfeng took the initiative and said, “How can you prove that the sword on my back is Xuancang Divine Sword?”

While speaking, he grabbed Xuan Cang with his backhand, signaling him not to continue messing around.

The final battle with the Sword Immortal is coming up, and he, Xiao Wanfeng, is really not the protagonist of Fusang, so there is no need for him to steal the limelight.

The feeling of being stared at, Xiao Wanfeng felt uncomfortable just by recalling the look in the Taoist Palace Master’s eyes.

“Buzz!”

But just as he finished speaking, Cheng Xie did not move, and the sound of swords rang out from the west gate of Fusang City.

The snow is flying like a web, floating in the sky.

When the sword sings, everything is subdued.

Xiao Wanfeng’s face changed and he thought to himself that something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw Xuan Cang behind him, ignoring his attempts to stop him, and soared into the air, immediately attracting hundreds of gazes.

“Don’t do it!”

Xiao Wanfeng’s face turned green.

Xuan Cang turned a blind eye and the sword shook.

The sealing belt wrapped around it suddenly shattered.

At that time, divine light descended from the sky and a magic sword appeared from the dust. All the ancient sword practitioners in Fusang City were attracted by its sword spirit and stared in shock. All those who wore swords drew their swords and bowed down in the air.

The sword spirit is melodious across thousands of miles.

When a stone falls into the lake of one’s heart, ripples appear in the minds of all those around it.

Even two white swords as thin as fingers flew out from Cheng Xie’s sleeves, floating above the head, with sword light shining brightly, to fight against the enemy.

“boom!”

Xuan Cang pulled it up into the air and it rose another three feet.

The sword power roared down, and all the spirit swords, including Xiao Qixiu’s sword, could not withstand the pressure and fell to the ground.

Only the two needles of the sleeve sword were trembling, still resisting and able to climb upwards.

“boom!

Xuan Cang raised his head again, seeming to be very determined.

At this moment, the golden dragon of luck accumulated in the Holy Temple for thousands of years coiled around the sword, and the absolute reputation it had cultivated since the chaotic era broke out.

Snap!

The double needles of the hidden sword finally couldn’t withstand the pressure and fell back into Cheng Xie’s hands.

It has been lonely for too long, and the person holding the sword has never been famous in every generation. The famous sword has been too obscure. Even if its essence is good, it is weaker than Xuan Cang in today’s era, and this is indisputable.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz—”

The divine sword Xuan Cang soared proudly in the air. Seeing that there was no other sword around that could match its own, it chanted continuously, feeling extremely happy.

Xiao Wanfeng: “…”

He roughly knew what the situation was, and he was speechless.

Cheng Xie caught the double needles of the hidden sword, his face dark as charcoal. He was the current hidden sword holder of the Cheng family, and with the power of the double needles,
he couldn’t catch Xuan Cang! Xuan Cang even completely abandoned Xiao Wanfeng. Just relying on the reputation of the previous sword holder Rao Yaoyao, he could suppress Cheng Xie and the double needles!
The three-foot-long sword was blue and white.

Carved dragons and lying phoenixes, surrounded by auspicious clouds.

After breaking free from his restraints and revealing his brilliance, Xuan Cang is now the only protagonist in Fusang City.

The taverns everywhere were like small boats in the deep sea, shaking and about to collapse under the pressure of the sword intent.

Everyone looked at the sword, confused, and their gazes moved away, feeling lost. When their gazes returned to Xiao Wanfeng, they didn’t know what to say.

Xiao Wanfeng stroked his forehead with one hand, feeling really powerless this time: “Okay, it’s the Divine Sword Xuan Cang, my sword.”

“shameful!”

Cheng Xie cursed loudly, and his whole body was filled with sword energy, so he was able to fight back.

He didn’t know who he was scolding, maybe himself, maybe the double needles of his hidden sword, in the end he only pointed at Xiao Wanfeng, his eyes slightly red:

“What use are you to? What use are you to!”

“The Divine Sword Xuan Cang has achieved this with just the power of one sword. What’s the use of you holding the sword?”

Xiao Wanfeng’s eyes suddenly widened.

What kind of unprovoked disaster was this?
He was dumbfounded by the scolding, and said in disbelief: “I didn’t even need to do anything, you were suppressed by Xuan Cang’s sword, why are you scolding me?”

Xiao Wan almost threw out the question “Are you angry out of shame?”, but after noticing the gazes of the people around him, he swallowed the words back.

He aroused public anger!

He realized belatedly that this sentence was no different from pointing at everyone around the tavern and yelling, “Everyone here is garbage.”

“Xuan Cang!”

Thinking of this, Xiao Wanfeng raised his head angrily, knowing who was behind this, and clenched his fists.

Cheng Xie’s nose was about to smoke.

You are just a mere accessory, but you really think you are the master of Xuan Cang, scolding the sword like this?
“Hand over Xuan Cang and get out of Fusang City. I won’t kill you.” Cheng Xie suppressed his anger, but his eyes were burning as he looked at Xuan Cang.

Xiao Wanfeng had a headache. He pointed at the dazzling sword above his head and said, “It is playing tricks on you. Don’t fall into its trap. It wants to provoke your anger and fight with me…”

“Shut up!” Cheng Xie couldn’t stand it anymore.

Who are you to fight with you? Are you worthy?
And Xuan Cang is playing tricks in the middle? Is Xuan Cang some kind of enchanting swordsman who can only make a sound?
It is a divine sword!

Sacred and inviolable!
“How can you tolerate the repeated desecration of the divine sword?” Cheng Xie put his hands back into his sleeves, his sword hidden, his eyes blazing with anger.

“I won’t fight you.” Xiao Wanfeng knew what he was going to do, and hurriedly pushed out Shou Ye and Sheng Nu as shields. “You are a member of the Cheng family, you should know that it is not easy to protect the sword. If Shou Ren… Shou Jian instigates you to go against me, what is the difference between this and Sheng Nu’s attempt to take the famous sword from you?”

“have!”

Cheng Xie strode forward with a strong fighting spirit.

Before he could even finish his words, he saw the Xuancang Divine Sword in the sky approaching him from a distance, as if trying to please him…

Xuan Cang, do you like me?

He immediately became even more arrogant and louder: “If the Holy Slave takes my sword, I am not as skilled as him, but I am willing to do so, because he is one of the Eight Lords, and you…”

“I?”

Xiao Wanfeng is still a human being, and humans have emotions. After being ignored so many times, it would be a lie to say that he is not angry. His voice sank, “What’s wrong with me?”

Cheng Xie sneered, his eyes flashing with ferocity, his aura overwhelming and heart-wrenching: “How can you compare me with you?”

Okay!
Then fight!
Even Xiao Wanfeng, who is very well-mannered, couldn’t stand it anymore.

However, the Xuan Cang in the air shook violently again, and the buzzing sound continued. It highly praised the indomitable spirit of Cheng Xie, the ancient swordsman, and despised Xiao Wanfeng’s repeated retreats, and even had a tendency to “surrender to the enemy.”

Xiao Wanfeng: “…”

He couldn’t hold it in any longer, so he stretched out his hand, but he didn’t aim at Cheng Xie, but at the Heavenly Sword: “Stop playing around, get down here!”

“Woo——”

Xuan Cang let out a mournful whine and fell uncontrollably, then was caught by Xiao Wanfeng.

Everyone around the tavern was shocked and couldn’t believe it.

What’s the difference between this and a goddess from heaven falling down to earth and being grabbed by a dirty homeless man sleeping on the street?

“court death!”

Cheng Xie’s eyes were red with anger when he saw Xuan Cang, who was showing goodwill to him, being held like this. He raised his sleeves and was ready to attack.

Xiao Wanfeng held the magic sword Xuan Cang in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Cheng Xie who was about to approach him:

“You are the one seeking death!”

The cold light flashed across the Fusang tree, and Cheng Xie felt cold all over.

His hair stood on end, and for a moment he even had the urge to die.

This Xiao Wanfeng… no, the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, can the mere pointing of the sword be able to put such great pressure on people?

Nice sword!

How could such a good sword fall into the hands of Xiao Wanfeng? This is like a pearl covered in dust!

“How dare you?!”

Cheng Xie was stunned. He was actually stunned. The Cheng family lost all face.

The two Taixu elders behind him slammed the table and stood up, and amidst the flying wood chips, they lifted up the dignity of the Cheng family again.

The two great Taixu flew into the air and stretched out their hands together, ready to attack Xiao Wanfeng.

“Old bastard!”

Xiao Wanfeng was so angry that he exploded.

He cursed not only Taixu of the Cheng family, but also Xuan Cang, who was still flirting with Cheng Xie and seducing the Cheng family to take action until this time.

These outsiders have too strong a filter for the Xuancang Divine Sword. It is not sacred and inviolable at all.

If anyone knows a little bit about what happened between Xuan Cang and You Sifei Gaogao during the night battle in Dongtianwang City, they should understand that the sword is a good sword, but also a cheap one!
However, the explanation is unclear, and the strong enemy is pressing in from outside.

If Xiao Wanfeng didn’t take action, he would really die. He had no way to retreat, so he simply did as Xuan Cang and Cheng Xie wanted.

“roll!”

A loud shout.

The Xuan Cang divine sword slashed forward.

The golden dragon of luck soared into the sky, roaring and making long noises. There was a sudden sound of smoke and dust stirring up. The two Taixu were startled and feared Xuancang’s reputation. They all stopped and looked defensive.

“Have you started?”

Everyone in the tavern stepped back a little, looking expectant.

When the dust and fog gradually cleared away, these people could see clearly that Xiao Wanfeng did not take the initiative to attack, but slashed in front of him with his sword, creating a three-inch gully about ten feet long between him and the Cheng family.

“Those who cross the line…”

Xiao Wanfeng’s anger only lasted for a moment and soon subsided. He was not a servant and could not say such arrogant words.

“Woo woo…”

But Xuan Cang twisted his hand, as if crying, and acted as if the previous slash was forced upon him.

Cheng Xie was so angry that his eyes were red with anger, Taixu’s face was distorted as he was humiliated, and the people in the tavern were even more unhappy as they were made fun of.

The vicious tiger is coming again.

Xiao Wanfeng, who was almost discouraged, finally couldn’t hold back any longer, and with his sword intent bursting out, he shouted:

“Those who cross the line will die!”