I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1947

Chapter 1823 Chess Strategy

In Lingyu Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou was staring at the Fusang battlefield while sensing it, and at the same time he turned his attention back to look at the eight figures beside him.

The understanding of worldly affairs is still continuing.

He barely adapted to the rhythm of this memory overwhelm.

After the Yi Dao Disk became a super Dao, his mental strength was tempered to be extremely powerful.

At this point, Xu Xiaoshou was able to bear the memories while dissociating himself, extracting himself from the “memory crush”.

There must be something wrong with everyone.

Of course, this is not the good situation I imagined.

People didn’t die, but kept going through these life scenes that didn’t belong to them. The only possibility was that after entering Qianshi, they were murdered by the Qianshi Saint Emperor.

Does Emperor Qianshi have good intentions or bad intentions?

Xu Xiaoshou had no way of knowing the inside story, and after receiving Guizu’s advice, he no longer wanted to go to Qianshi, so he could only choose to accept his fate.

In short, the current situation is relatively “good”, and the only one who is suffering should be Jinren…

“Then let’s just hold on!”

Putting the matter aside for the moment, Xu Xiaoshou took out the Scythe of Death.

While dealing with the various aspects of the world, he pondered the relationship between so many lives and “reincarnation”.

He was overwhelmed by the memories and felt something.

He was thinking, if these life scenes were interpreted as the infinite reincarnations of the same person in the same time and space, then the “gift” of Saint Emperor Qianshi and the “reincarnation” perception in the Ghost Ancestor’s Scythe of Death seemed to be connected together?

“Coincidence?”

Of course, Xu Xiaoshou would not abandon himself because of this. He would truly put himself into the story and regard himself as the protagonist in all worldly perceptions, in order to practice reincarnation.

He asked the eight masters about the way of “reincarnation” and the various ways to practice and precautions of the “reincarnation certificate”.

Unfortunately, the Eight Masters always had answers to his questions.

Now, whenever someone asks a question, the only thing Lao Ba, a rookie, can answer is:

“You, give it a try?”

With the double power of the Scythe of Death and Saint Emperor Qianshi coming, Xu Xiaoshou had two doubts about himself.

Or rather, this puzzle has already existed, but now he is qualified to take a peek.

That was his biggest secret, and he would never tell it to anyone else.

First, he still doesn’t know how he came to the Holy Land after his death in his previous life. This is the inexplicable “time travel”?
Now, can “guidance” and “reincarnation” be the answers that are closer to reality?

Second, he still doesn’t know what the essence of the existence of the passive system is.

But looking at all the major Dao disks that he had cultivated, almost all of them were related to the Ten Ancestors and their powers. Was this also a coincidence?

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t know.

He felt as if he had reached out and touched the membrane that concealed the secret that he had not been able to see or perceive before.

He can’t pierce it.

But he believed that being deified could reveal his greatest secret.

Stroking the gorgeous scythe of death in his hand, Xu Xiaoshou was still hesitating whether to use it to comprehend the “Disk of Reincarnation”.

But Ghost Ancestor said that the next time they met, maybe he would no longer be himself – what if he could see him once he had an epiphany?
Xu Xiaoshou suppressed his impulse for the time being and planned to digest the Red Dust Dao first.

He returned to the matter of Fusang and asked Xiang Bazun:
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you tell me the fundamental reason why the Holy Slave has been collecting famous swords over the years?”

There aren’t many people in Lingyu Mountain right now.

Old Yang had already said goodbye. After all, he was not a member of the Holy Slave or the First Floor in Heaven, and he had no intention of getting involved in these two whirlpools.

The rest, Li Fugui and Mei Siren, are all our own people.

When Xu Xiaoshou asked questions, he didn’t have many reservations.

Li Fugui was very excited. It was the first time that he touched upon such a secret at the highest level. This was the highest meeting between the Chief of the First Tower in Heaven and the Chief of the Holy Slaves.

He asked for instructions symbolically.

Shou Ye waved his hand to signal him not to leave, so Li Fugui sat down with peace of mind, covered his ears and began to listen carefully.

“The fate of the ancestor god.”

The Eight Masters didn’t say much.

After hearing these few words, Li Fugui’s ears moved and his face showed strange expression.

The twenty-first famous sword involves the fate of the ancestor god?

He glanced at Mr. Mito and saw that he looked confused. Then he looked back at Shouye, who was also confused:

“Speak clearly.”

Only Shou Ye would dare to speak to Lord Ba Zun’an like this, but the latter was not angry at all, and spoke in a tone like a peer… Li Fugui felt more and more that Shou Ye was a very important person to Lord Ba Zun’an!

The Eighth Statue stood in the center of the barren stone circle of Lingyu Mountain, his whole body still emitting sword energy. In a calm tone, he told Li Fugui a secret that was earth-shattering to his ears:

“I’ve been to the Sword Tower.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes suddenly widened.

Ba Zun An looked at him, but shook his head:

“But not in the way you think.”

“I was once in a state of unconscious enlightenment, wandering in the outer world, and was attracted by the traces of an ancient sword.”

“All sword practitioners in this world are weaker than me – and among the ancient sword practitioners, I know the sword intent of the great swordsman Hua Weiyang, and I have seen the sword intent of the divine sword Feng Wuhen inherited by the Sword Pavilion. The only one who can still attract me and I don’t know is the sword god Gu Louying.”

It involves the Sword God… Li Fugui swallowed hard.

He glanced at Mr. Siren cautiously and saw that he looked calm. He actually agreed with Ba Zun’an’s words and thought that he was also number one!

Li Fugui suddenly felt that he had entered the wrong circle.

What they were talking about was the past and present, and what they were discussing was the ancestral gods. And how could a mere Li Fugui like me be able to sit in on it?

He glanced at Shou Ye, who didn’t say anything but was also listening attentively.

Such mysterious things as traveling to the otherworldly world are not believable at all when coming from other people’s mouths, but Li Fugui felt it was natural when Lord Ba Zun’an said so.

“My heart is set on a crane and I will go to pursue the sword will of the Sword God.”

“After traveling through time and space, I finally saw a solitary building in an unknown place.”

“The solitary building has no moon, no shadow, nothing at all. It is left with only vicissitudes, loneliness, and rejection of people.”

“I refused to leave, so I went to the building and knocked on the door and invited him in.”

Xu Xiaoshou was so attracted by this mysterious and bizarre story that he forgot about everything about Fusang and even his own problem.

Ba Zun’an looked nostalgic, and his memory seemed to be blurred.

He paused for a long time before he could recall something and continued:

“Not long after, the door of the solitary building opened slightly, and an octogenarian walked out from the darkness, holding the hand of a little girl of about three or four years old.”

“The old man asked me my name, and I told him the truth. He also asked me the purpose of my visit, and I told him everything. He was an ancient swordsman whose cultivation was not inferior to mine, but he seemed very polite. He invited me into the building.”

“I refused.”

You really are worthy of being me… Xu Xiaoshou thought that if it were him, he would have to go in and have a cup of tea and come out only after satisfying his curiosity.

Before Ba Zun’an finished his story, he had already taken Liu Fuyu’s invitation to heart.

Maybe if I get a chance, I’ll have to go to the Sword Tower for a visit.

It’s not the kind of feeling of traveling through time and space, but the kind of feeling of being there in person!

Li Fugui was also pondering, his thoughts were wandering and he was not on the main topic.

The old man was the guardian of the Sword Tower of the generation of Lord Ba Zun An, so was the little girl he was holding Liu Fuyu?
Li Fugui wanted to speak but stopped, but did not dare to ask.

There was no room for him to interrupt here, it was already good enough that he could just listen in.

“And then?”

It was also the first time that Mei Siren heard Ba Zun’an talk about these things. He waved his paper fan so fast that the ink words on it were about to fall out:

Don’t keep us in suspense!

Ba Zun’an continued to release sword thoughts, controlling the number of ghosts generated in the ghost and Buddha world, and at the same time using this to infer the time of Hua Changdeng’s arrival.

He pondered for a moment, but his eyes became more confused:

“The old man set up a tea table outside the building and talked to me for a long time. Maybe it was because no one had been to the Sword Tower for tens of thousands of years, so he was very enthusiastic.”

“But I don’t remember clearly what we talked about. I only know that I learned about the Ten Ancestors and the whereabouts of the Sword Ancestor’s ‘Ancestor God Fate’ at the Sword Tower.”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded unconsciously. Is it related to the famous sword twenty-one?

He remembered that there was a legend about the famous swords, that after collecting all of them, one could summon a god… er, a miracle?
In short, if someone could really collect twenty-one famous swords, something “big” would happen.

But there is no record of what this major event was.

Because from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to do it.

“If all the twenty-one famous swords are collected and all the heavenly solutions are mastered, perhaps the ‘ancestral god destiny’ left by the sword ancestor can be summoned, but I can’t remember the details.”

“After that, I gave the order to the Holy Slave to ‘gather swords’. It was considered a leisurely move. The one who was responsible for the implementation was Xiao Kongtong.”

Li Fugui was shocked when he heard this.

The fate of the ancestor god is also a chess piece. He is worthy of being the Eight Lords.

“It seems that you have no intention of making a contract with the Sword Ancestor God. Why do you want to collect these twenty-one famous swords?” Mei Siren frowned.

Ba Zun An looked at the old man and said,
“I want to take a look.”

Several people were silent.

The eight masters took a look, and it must be more than just a simple look.

It is probably just that he wanted to get a glimpse of the whole process of the path to becoming the Sword God from the fate of the Ancestral God, and then take its essence, discard the dross, and make use of it for his own benefit.

Since Old Eight also wants to follow the path from two to one and from one to zero, it is impossible for him to follow the old path of the Sword God and be deified and called the Ancestor according to the fate of the Ancestral God.

His ambitions have not diminished since he was young, and he is even more outrageous and arrogant!
“Apart from these?”

Xu Xiaoshou was not only curious about the famous sword Twenty-One and the fate of the ancestor god.

I was more interested in the “matter of the Ten Ancestors” mentioned by Ba Zun’an: “Can you tell me about the Ghost Ancestor?”

Ba Zun’an lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the Scythe of Death in his hand, and chuckled, “For me, there is no good or evil, good or bad. I can’t give you the answer to your question, but I want to ask you another question.”

Xu Xiaoshou raised his chin and said, “You can talk about it.”

“The Ten Ancestors’ Road, have you taken the wrong path?”

Ba Zun said this, and the three people present fell silent again.

He did not seem to expect Xu Xiaoshou’s answer, and continued, “What do you think the holy demon, the medicine ghost, and the magic ghost are still persisting in?”

Troublemaker?
Like me, muddying the waters?
In the past, Xu Xiaoshou would have said this jokingly, but this time he really thought about it and said,
“Their journey has not yet ended, and they are still continuing?”

Ba Zun’an shook his head noncommittally: “I don’t know.”

You ignorant old man! Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes and was about to speak.

Ba Zun An said: “The answers to all questions will surface when you are canonized as a god and called the ancestor – this is what the old man said to me at that time, and now I am giving it to you as well.”

Sure enough, when the road comes to the end, you still have to rely on yourself.

But after listening to the Eight Masters’ words, it is clear that everything the Holy Demon, Medicine Ghost, and Magic Evil have done is still a struggle for the “Tao” that they have not yet completed.

That is to say…

After this, will they all take action? !
Xu Xiaoshou had a headache and changed the subject: “Hua Changdeng, how are you going to solve this?”

“I’ll take care of it.”

“Hmm?” Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, “What do you mean?”

Ba Zun An still did not give a direct answer: “You know that Dao Qiong Cang is so wise that he is almost a demon, why doesn’t he dare to surface? Cao Yi Han is extremely talented, why doesn’t he dare to take that step for a long time?”

“Why?”

“Because they are all like me, either good at the game or good at fighting, but they have only made achievements in one of their own ways.”

This wording is too modest, it’s more like reaching the pinnacle, Li Fugui thought to himself.

Ba Zun An said, pointing to Mei Siren: “Mr. Siren is good at teaching swordsmanship.”

He pointed at Li Fugui, whose mind seemed to be wandering, and said, “This guy… is good at making plans. If he were not limited by his fighting ability, he might be able to compete with Dao Qiongcang…”

Li Fugui immediately came back to his senses, flattered, stood up and was about to say “I dare not”.

“One, two.” Ba Zun’an added.

…That’s enough!

Li Fugui had not expected that in the eyes of the Eight Lords, he could actually be comparable to one or two of the Dao Palace Masters. This was indeed a great honor!

Ba Zun An continued, “Wu Xiu and Shui Gui are also good at planning, which is not my specialty. Without them, Saint Slave would not have come this far.”

“How much water a barrel can hold depends on its shortest part. We are born with limited capacity, but you are different.”

He looked at Xu Xiaoshou steadily: “You are proficient in all ways, have extraordinary strategies, are not inferior to Shen Yi in terms of fighting, and are not inferior to the sky in terms of scheming. You are more suitable than me to deal with the final situation.”

“What do you mean?” It was the first time that Xu Xiaoshou didn’t flatter Ba Zun’an to the sky, and he felt pressured.

Ba Zun An smiled and said, “So I said, leave the Hua Changdeng to me, but you have to investigate and carefully deal with all the plans, plots, and back-up plans of the major ancestral gods that follow closely behind them one by one.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils trembled. What the hell are you talking about, Lao Ba?
“What about you?”

He doesn’t want to face it all alone.

If the Eight Lords could use this sword to kill Hua Changdeng, it would be the best choice to deal with the next ancestor god.

“Don’t take it for granted, Xu Xiaoshou.”

Ba Zun An smiled helplessly, pointed at the rock on the ground, and as he used his sword to sketch out the nineteen-way chessboard, it was quickly carved out.

“In a game of chess, if a ‘variable’ that you, the chess player, are paying attention to appears and it is rampant and rampant, what would you do?”

Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself, isn’t that me?
My past self only did this one thing.

But now, he was the chess player mentioned by Ba Zunnan, so he naturally had to use the chess player’s thinking method and said without hesitation:
“Make a game, and choose it.”

I choose myself?
After Xu Xiaoshou finished speaking, he still didn’t understand what Ba Zun’an meant.

But the latter stared at the chessboard for a long time, wondering what he was thinking about, and finally laughed:
“Xu Xiaoshou, you are still too young.”

“In the game of deification, the only variable targeted for decades has been me. So when I draw my sword, I will attract their attention.” Ba Zun’an looked serious.

At this point, Mei Siren and Li Fugui’s faces turned pale in an instant.

There was no fool present. Xu Xiaoshou’s face also changed after hearing this: “Will you die?”

“What do you think?”

“Then what do you mean?” Xu Xiaoshou really hates keeping people in suspense.

“The chess piece that is chosen will no longer be noticed, and our young chess piece, which is far more talented than me and has not received their attention yet, will be able to smoothly take over the plate of the Holy Slave and start to make plans.” The Eight Lords said.

“Me?” Xu Xiaoshou widened his eyes and pointed at himself. He never thought that he was so important in the eyes of Ba Zunan.

Ba Zunnan flicked his sleeves, gently shattered the chessboard, and looked at the young man in front of him with a smile. He stared at him for a long time, and when he saw the creepy feeling in his heart, he said:

“Shou Ye, who else can I choose but you?”