I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1956

Chapter 1832 Hiding Suffering
What is time?
When the time disk spun out from under his butt, Xu Xiaoshou felt himself being pulled out.
As if his soul had left his body, he could overlook the entire first floor of the Gujin Wangyou Tower from a God’s perspective.
Mr. Siren was sitting on the tea table pouring tea, Ba Zun’an was leaning against the wooden door in silence, Kong Yuhen quietly walked down the wooden stairs, but lingered at the entrance and did not come over.
They look at their own bodies, and they watch them from above.
“I am time…”
A sense of enlightenment came to my mind, and the sound of gurgling water came to my ears.
In the distance, outside the Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower, a winding and illusory river broke through the wall without any hindrance, starting from under my feet and spreading to the distance behind me. It was like looking at flowers in the fog, and it was not real at all.
not enough.
It’s not enough.
Just keep on going!
Xu Xiaoshou did not let the enlightenment escape from him. He continued to exchange the Dao seeds, planted them in the Dao fields, and fed the fruits to the Dao disk of time to keep the state going.
“Time Plate (12%).”
“Time Dao Pan (13%).”
“Time Plate (14%).”
“…”
Very little progress has been made.
Just like time, beating at a fixed and slow frequency.
Xu Xiao was surprised to find that the cost of the Mang Time Dao Plate was even much higher than that of the sword Dao Plate and magic Dao Plate.
Previously, the maximum was ten Dao seeds, which is equivalent to one million passive values. Large disks such as the Sword Dao disk and the Magic Dao disk could increase the progress by 1%.
Every time the Time Dao Disk is upgraded, he needs to click a hundred times, which is tens of millions of passive points.
So, from 11% to 90%, 800 million passive value?
800 million?
“It doesn’t matter. I have exactly 1 billion passive points. Why did I save them for so long? Isn’t it just for emergencies?”
There is a reason why you have high hopes.
The kendo disk and the magic disk have never let me down.
The same is true for the Time Wheel. The intention seems to be higher, and every sublimation brings extremely clear enlightenment.
“…”
“Time Dao Pan (29%).”
“Time Plate (30%).”
When the progress reached 30%, the fog covering the long river of time faded away, and Xu Xiaoshou stepped in.
Wow!
The cool water reached my ankles.
This sound not only entered Xu Xiaoshou’s ears, but also moved the three people in the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrow Tower. They also saw the river.
“The long river of time has revealed…”
Kong Yuhen stared at the young man’s enlightenment in a trance. As expected, Mei Si’s hand on the tea table trembled and the teacup almost fell out of his hand.
He was really shocked.
Sit down, and there it is?
If Kui Leihan had not died yet, he would have thought that Xu Xiaoshou was Kui Leihan’s reincarnation. Whether he could realize the truth or not was a matter of a thought.
“time……”
The murmur was not loud, echoing in the quiet attic of the Gujin Wangyou Tower.
Xu Xiaoshou waded through the water, stepped forward, and traced back to the past along the long river of time.
The first thing that catches your eye is the lush flowers and green grass growing by the river, giving you a sense of prosperity.
Passing the large rocks that had been washed by the stream for years, he seemed to have realized something. He stopped for a moment and saw the old and new things on the rocks in the riverbed between the high and shallow water.
There is moss on the stone, and the bottom is smooth and shiny, the boundary is very clear.
Wow!
Take one more step forward, and the scene changes.
The flowers and plants have withered, the stone moss has disappeared, pavilions and towers have been built, and the structure of a magnificent courtyard, only the ochre-yellow stone before our eyes remains the same, unchanged from ancient times.
“time……”
“What is time?”
Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have gained something.
Time is both prosperity and decline, and also constancy.
He was not intoxicated by it and soon came to his senses, returning to his senses from the dead grass and river stones.
When he looked forward, he found that he had returned to the outer courtyard of Tiansang Palace without knowing when, and saw the courtyard that he had purchased at a huge price before he went into seclusion.
“This is him…”
“It’s me too…”
He saw his immature self, alone taking care of the flowers and plants in the courtyard, saying goodbye to every living and dead thing he had carefully given a name. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction, resolutely opened the courtyard protection formation, and locked the door.
If you don’t succeed, you’ll die!
Xu Xiaoshou knew the result.
I also knew that at this time, mosquitoes should have been trapped in the room.
He deliberately passed through the body of his past self who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, like a ghost.
This “connection” was established and severed for a long time, and the room became dark, but the truth behind the bed was never revealed.
He put it down, stepped forward, and was about to leave.
Suddenly feeling something, he turned around and saw “himself” waking up slowly.
“I was born…”
With such a thought flashing through his mind, Xu Xiaoshou was stunned by himself.
The self that was reborn on the bed was very thin, not as tall as he is now, and had freckles on his face, which he thought was nice at the time.
He opened his eyes and frowned slightly. He didn’t feel any pain at all. He just cursed “Damn it” under his breath and looked up at the dim environment around him.
This is an environment that Xu Xiaoshou is familiar with now, but it was something that made him feel unfamiliar and frightened at that time.
He stopped walking, became slightly interested, and once again looked around this new place with “himself”.
What I saw was the ceiling with spider webs hanging diagonally, the small wooden table covered with dust, the burnt-out candle ends, and the spiritual black sword…
“Hmm~”
The creature beside the bed moved and made a humming sound, as if saying hello to me and welcoming me back.
Xu Xiaoshou smiled, walked over to grab Zang Ku, but he couldn’t hold the illusory Zang Ku, and the scene around him changed.
…
Bang!
As the old blacksmith struck the black sword with his last hammer, the black sword on the forging table emitted a melodious sound.
But soon, the spiritual light disappeared and the sword body also dimmed.
The old blacksmith, with a sturdy upper body and an even thicker right arm, picked up the black sword that had just been quenched and taken the first step in its life – “birth” – with dissatisfaction, frowned and muttered to himself:
“It’s a ninth-grade spiritual sword, with many flaws, but it can be sold for a good price. I just don’t know which unlucky guy it will be with, and which trial ground it will fall into, tsk.”
Crunch——
The wooden door was pushed open and the old blacksmith turned his head.
Then a young boy rushed in with a big package on his back, shouting, “Old Li, give me a tenth-grade spiritual sword. I have saved up enough spiritual crystals.”
“Xu Xiaoshou?”
When he heard his own name here, Xu Xiaoshou’s heart was slightly touched and he couldn’t help but smile.
Is this Zang Ku’s past?
The long river of time is really interesting, he continues to read.
“The battle for hegemony is about to begin. All the good tenth-grade spirit swords have been snatched up. The remaining ones are old and recycled. They are basically third- or fourth-hand goods. The blades are slightly bent, but they can still be used. Do you want one?”
“I want a brand new one, not second-hand goods. I have plenty of spiritual crystals!”
“Then take a look at this, a newly minted ninth-grade spiritual sword?”
“Old Li, just kill me. I can’t afford the ninth-grade one. Stop it!”
“Tsk.” The old blacksmith looked the boy up and down, then quickly thought of something and changed the subject, “Three years?”
The young man’s face darkened: “Old Li, what do you mean!”
“Ha ha ha, kid, if you come last in the competition again this year, you’ll be kicked out of the Spirit Palace, right? Why don’t you think about going out early, becoming a deacon, and living the rest of your life in peace?”
“Old Li, I think you are insulting my Tao!”
road……
Xu Xiaoshou touched his chin.
Whatever the young and frivolous people say and mention are all words that are worthy of sighs for those who have returned from half their lives.
The old blacksmith looked like he had a story. He sneered when he heard the voice, but a hint of sadness flashed across his weathered eyes.
He was silent for a long time, then took the initiative to speak: “It’s all yours, plus 500 spirit crystals, I’ll sell it to you for 2,500.”
“Just kill me, it’s so expensive and I don’t have any spirit crystals!” The young man waved his hands.
“Just add five hundred! With the money from the tenth-grade spiritual sword, I can buy a ninth-grade spiritual sword, a top-quality one that has just been made. What I’m selling is the friendship we’ve had for the past three years!”
“Huh? Three years, five hundred spirit crystals?” The young man raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, “Our friendship isn’t worth much, and these three years aren’t worth much either!”
time……
What is time?
Seeing this, Xu Xiaoshou gained something more.
For ordinary people in this world, time is money and spiritual crystal.
Time can be measured by price.
Time is full of the smell of money, but it does not have a derogatory meaning because of this. It is given actual “value”.
Time can bring the fragrance of food and the smell of fireworks, but in the world of spirits it is also the growth of new life and the beginning of the struggle for the Tao.
Snap…
The young man was very impatient. He opened the package and found a lot of money bags inside. He poured all the money onto the table, and it was full
of spirit crystals. “The total is two thousand and one, all spirit crystals, and some bills. Please count them.”
“This extra spiritual crystal represents our three years of friendship. It’s all I have. Sell it if you want!”
Old Li was so angry that he picked up a spirit crystal on the table without counting the money. His mouth was wide open enough for an egg to fit in:
“In my eyes, friendship is worth five hundred spirit crystals, and yours is only worth this one?” He slammed the spirit crystal on the table, his face full of anger, as if he was humiliated.
After much persuasion, the young man had spent three years in the outer courtyard and became the senior brother of the outer courtyard. He was not afraid of the stage and pointed at the spirit crystal and said,
“Is this a ‘spiritual crystal’?”
He clenched his fist and shouted: “To me, this is called ‘all’, this is called ‘giving it all’, this is called ‘going all in’!”
Go for broke… The old blacksmith crossed his arms and tilted his head, as if he had heard something. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the young man sideways, without saying a word for a long time.
“Will you sell it?” The young man slammed his hands on the table and leaned forward.
“Sell it. You’ve come to this point and you’re still willing to ‘give away everything’~” the old blacksmith said sarcastically, “Tsk! How can I not sell it?”
The young man didn’t care about the tone. He smiled, reached out his hand, patted the old blacksmith on the shoulder to show his gratitude, and then took the black sword.
“What’s it called?”
“It’s just been baked and has no name yet. You’re the new owner, so give it a name.”
“It’s very black. How about calling it ‘Black Dog’?”
“Xu! Xiao! Shou!” The old blacksmith was furious. “Put down the sword!”
“Hey, stop, it was just a joke, uncle…”
The young man held his precious black sword and retreated to the door.
His smile finally faded, the corners of his lips twitched a few times, and his face became more bitter. He lowered his head and looked at the black sword in his hand, which was as weak as himself, and murmured in a creeping voice:
“Let’s call you ‘Cangku’…”
“Zang Ku?” The old blacksmith rolled up his trouser legs. Hearing such an artistic name, he felt satisfied and put down his iron boots. “What does it mean?”
“Hide all the suffering, and you will finally see the sunrise…”
“Wow, a cultured person!”
The boy declined and waved goodbye.
He came in a hurry and left very quickly, as if he was afraid that Old Li would go back on his word.
The blacksmith shop returned to silence.
The old blacksmith did not continue forging iron. He bent down, put on his iron boots again, and staggered to the door on his prosthetic limbs.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the youth running in the distance.
He knew that youth would eventually pass away, just like the sun setting in the west. The sun might rise again tomorrow, but how could he get through the long night?
Old Li took out the big pipe from his waist, stomped on the iron limb of his left leg to shake off the numbness and phantom pain, lit the pipe, and took a deep breath.
He blew out a smoke ring and let the evening breeze blow it into wrinkles. In a trance, he seemed to see the young man who had attained enlightenment, coming back in fine clothes and on a horse, to tell him the good news.
“Good luck.”
After Old Li finished talking to himself, he laughed, put away his sentimentality, turned back to the shop and was about to close it.
Da da da…
The sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance.
“Thank you for your good words!”
——It turned out that it was not a hallucination. This guy came back again. What did he want to do?
Old Li panicked and felt that something was wrong. He was about to lock the door, but unexpectedly, the youth walked very fast and blocked the door. A laughing face came in.
“Uncle Li, you just said that the Tibetan bitterness was just released not long ago?”
“Don’t call me Uncle Li, I’m disgusted…Xu Xiaoshou, what do you want to do! If you have to fart, just fart!”
“You are so distant, Old Li. I heard that there is a science in forging weapons, called ‘blood refining’. Why don’t you melt my blood and give it to Zang Ku to temper it with fire? His spiritual power is not enough now, but what if after the blood refining is completed, a sword spirit is born directly?”
“Sword spirit?!” the old blacksmith screamed, “Xu Xiaoshou, what are you dreaming about? A ninth-grade spirit sword, you still want to give birth to a sword spirit?”
“just in case!”
“What the hell, this Zang Ku’s surname is Li, he doesn’t believe in Cao, do you think I, Li, am a god in heaven?”
“Uncle Li~~~”
“Don’t call me Uncle Li!”
“Hmm~~Uncle Li~~Others may not know you, but I know you, Uncle Li~~the big boss from the inner courtyard~~the master Uncle Li~~”
“Ugh! I’m about to throw up the food I ate the night before! Blood refining is a waste of energy, I don’t have that much energy to play house with you!”
“Uncle Li, just one blood refining session, just once~”
“Don’t pull my legs! Don’t pull my pants…what are you doing!” Old Li’s face suddenly looked terrified.
“Hey? Uncle Li, why are you wearing pink underwear? And there’s a cute little lamb~”
“Xu! Xiao! Shou!”
“Hehe, if I don’t want to do the blood refining, then I won’t do it. I’m going to find Elder Qiao now. Hehe, little lamb~”
“Xu! Xiao! Shou! Come back here!”
“oh.”
The young man stood at attention and respectfully handed over the black sword Zangku, his face full of gratitude, “Uncle Li asked me to come back, is there something important?”
The old blacksmith grabbed the black sword and poked the boy’s forehead with his fingers until it swelled. He knocked him to the ground and said angrily,
“With your mean look and your saucy aura, you don’t even need to give birth to a sword spirit after refining it with bitter blood. You just need more spirituality. This sword is useless.”
The young man stood up with a smile, dusted off his butt, and followed into the shop happily:
“Thank you, Uncle Li! Thank you, Uncle Li!”
“Thank you Uncle Li for hiding the bitter blood refining for my family for free!”
“Oh, I said the wrong thing. It should be ‘our family’. This is our common treasure, hehe…”
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