I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1975

Chapter 1851 New Way

“The Ghost Sword Immortal was beaten back!”

Even though they only retreated half a step, the spectators in Lingyu Mountain were excited.

This is the Holy Emperor, and he came in person. Not to mention the ghost hunters and the intention ghosts came out together, but he was still pushed back half a step.

The most important thing is that Yigui blocked it from a distance, but it was just a lonely thing.

After the Hundred Ghosts Altar was set up, it did not have the effect of isolating attacks from beginning to end.

All defenses were rendered useless by the eight masters who were familiar with the ancient sword techniques, mixing true and false.

——And got slapped in the face!
“Is this a foreshadowing?”

“The Ghost Sword Immortal fought against the Eighth Sword Immortal. Although they fought in the air in the first round, he retreated half a step! What happened next?”

“I don’t think so! Ghost Sword Immortal was just careless. I didn’t expect that Ba Zun An would dare to take such a risk in the end. He just relied on the fact that he was using Xiao Kongtong’s body. He couldn’t hurt himself, right?”

“If we really face each other, not to mention that his Ten-segment Sword Finger has already been worn out and has no substantial damage, the Ghost Sword Immortal’s counterattack will definitely be enough to make the Eight Lords suffer!”

“But I don’t think there is a ‘what if’. Half a step is still a step, and winning half a chip is still a chip… Oh, it’s also a win.”

“Haha, then I think Ba Zun An has three losses. He has not dared to reveal his true form so far, which is the first loss. He has successfully provoked the Ghost Sword Immortal’s anger, which is the second loss. With these two losses, he has already lost three times!”

“Okay, okay, you win, you don’t lose, and your whole family has no uncle!”

“I’m just talking about the facts. Why are you idiots getting so angry?”

“I’m worried about your mother!”

“…”

There were many people watching the battle at Lingyu Mountain.

There are different opinions on this round of confrontation.

It seemed that the Eight Zun An and Xiao Kongtong had combined to win half a step, but it was only half a step, and it was difficult to reach the myth created by the “Eighth Sword Immortal” back then.

The higher the expectations, the greater the gap.

What most people want to see is if the Eighth Sword Immortal really shows up, defeats the strong with his weak and kills the Holy Emperor with one sword, that would be amazing!

The reality seems very bleak.

If winning by half a step is also a victory, it will inevitably remind people of the battle in the past, in which Ba Zunan ended up in a miserable defeat.

A crushing defeat is still a defeat. After a defeat, it is difficult to come back and win!
The myth itself has long been tainted. It has not been able to live up to people’s wishes and meet high expectations. This is itself a problem with the myth.

“If the young Ba Zun’an is using the magic sword technique, then the old Ba Zun’an himself looks very weak. Could it be that he really doesn’t dare to show up to fight?”

“Over at the time rift, Kuilehan’s performance was just mediocre, with loud thunder but little rain. Didn’t he kill any gods?”

“The three great ancestral gods seem to have retreated and stopped fighting, just like Emperor Hua Sheng. They don’t seem to be afraid, but more like… ready to strike?”

Some people, based on Hua Changdeng’s overall performance after he descended into the five domains and the battle situation that caused a rift in time and space, have begun to waver in their stance and take sides again.

Being slapped in the face or taking a half step back is insignificant.

From the overall perspective, Shengnu’s performance after Hua Changdeng’s arrival was indeed like adding fuel to the fire.

What others say and what they think cannot influence the outcome of the battle.

The hot tears in Hua Changdeng’s eyes had already dried, leaving only a slightly red nose. He was aware of Xiao Kongtong’s gaze, but he didn’t care.

He is not a person who is fussy about details, and he will not complain about himself for taking a step back.

After taking half a step, he simply took another half step back.

Then he touched his nose, chuckled, called for the bronze lamp, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the two broken souls flew out.

One sword and one soul, the extra ones are considered bonus.

Even if the opponent is no longer Xiao Kongtong, I have never agreed to the agreement. Since you, the Eighth Lord, have shown up, why not give you some face?
“Squeak…”

It was ridiculous that after the battle of Kongtong, he was like a wooden stake, with only the sword energy interweaving throughout his body, controlling his body and preventing it from falling to the ground.

He had no strength left to move.

Mei Siren hurried forward to pick up the remaining soul and couldn’t help sighing.

Unexpectedly, Li Fugui was still a human being before entering the building, but after leaving the building, Li Fugui was gone, leaving only some fragments of his soul.

“You’ve regressed.”

It was Hua Changdeng who was retreating, but Hua Changdeng stared at the shattered Xiao Kongtong. After taking back the Hundred Ghosts Altar, he spoke again:
“You were lucky enough to win by half a move, but you gave up your trump card. This is not like you.”

“And if this is really all you have left, I’m disappointed.”

Xiao Kongtong’s lips moved for a long time before he could respond – this time everyone could hear clearly that it was indeed not him, but Ba Zun’an’s voice:

“I’m in the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower.”

Of course Hua Changdeng saw it, not only in the magic sword technique, but also in Li Fugui’s soul memory.

He didn’t care about these. The only thing he was paying attention to at the moment was the young Ba Zun An who only appeared for a moment and was both real and fake at the last moment:

“What is that?”

If that is true, its power is derived from the sword thought and is far superior to the sword thought. It gives people enough sense of threat, and the Eight Zun An may still be able to fight.

If that was an illusion, just a risky adventure in fantasy swordplay, Hua Changdeng’s burning desire to fight again after thirty years would become dull.

“Sword me.”

The eight masters were concise and to the point, but they did not want to provide any unnecessary explanations.

Hua Changdeng savored these two words carefully, and felt like laughing. Was “Sword Me” created to deal with his “Sword Ghost”?
Even the name was so targeted!
But Ba Zun’an was quite smart. He knew that with the strength of his sword thoughts, he could not take on one of the three swords of the Sword Ghost after his Great Formation.

only……

What path do I take with this sword?

Although Ba Zun’an was extremely gifted and had a first-rate ability in understanding the Dao, and was often able to surpass his teachers, that was all.

Legends are told to ordinary people.

From Hua Changdeng’s perspective, the Eight Zun An were just average.

His swordsmanship is on the path to becoming the Sword God Gu Louying.

His sword thought stood on the shoulders of Kuilehan, the God of Punishment.

Many geniuses in this world have the ability to “take the essence and discard the dross”, but when it comes to “creating something out of nothing and breaking new ground”, most people actually end up walking in the mud.

Apart from Kui Leihan and myself, Hua Changdeng could hardly find a third true genius in the Five Realms!
What was the intention of Jianwo, what form of presentation was it, what path was it integrated into, was it a hodgepodge or a combination of the strengths of hundreds of schools, was it an innovation or something out of nothing…

These are all still question marks.

To be able to make one of them shine is already a gifted talent, and to say that all of them have reached the highest level is as difficult as ascending to heaven!
After all, “three breaths of innateness, three years of swordsmanship”, there will always be a few who can be produced in a hundred generations.

But as for those who take the new path, haven’t you seen that some of the Ten Ancestors have walked for millions of years and still could hardly take even a single step!

“Since you’re here, why don’t you show up?”

Hua Changdeng didn’t want to wait. He wanted to see Jian Wo right away to see if he was just bluffing or if he was serious.

Ba Zun’an did not take the challenge head-on.

Hua Changdeng was so anxious that he obviously had other thoughts, which were not unrelated to the Third Patriarch’s plan.

He had been waiting for thirty years, so he was not in a hurry at all. Among all the things in the world, none was as important as Xu Xiaoshou.

“I’m in the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower. If you can come in, I’ll fight with you. If you can’t come in, just wait.”

After saying this, we will not continue to argue.

The sword thoughts on Xiao Kongtong’s body stopped interweaving, and he vomited blood and fell down, twitching on the ground. His injuries were extremely serious.

Gone, gone?
He came so suddenly, and left so casually, without considering any variables, and without taking everyone into consideration…

“What if he is not the Eighth Sword Immortal?”

Everyone looked at Emperor Hua Sheng, unsure of how he would respond.

Should he continue to kill people and force Ba Zun’an to show up again, or should he just wait patiently if he can’t get in, as the latter said?

Hua Changdeng frowned and stared at Xiao Kongtong’s remains for a long time.

His ears moved slightly, as if he had received some sound transmission, but he just shook his head slightly and finally looked at Mei Siren.

Even though he had just fought a war with Xiao Kongtong in the past, he was still paying attention to the current situation in Lingyu Mountain and knew that Mei Siren came out of the Gujin Wangyou Tower.

“I’ll give you one hour.”

Hua Changdeng took a deep breath and then spoke. This was a concession after taking a half step back, and it also reflected his expectation and respect for “Sword Wo”.

Swish!
Everyone’s eyes turned to Mr. Mito.

Mei Siren looked at his former student, now the Holy Emperor, opened his mouth, then raised his brows without saying anything.

“In fact, I don’t have the ability to pass on the message…”

“Just like you can’t enter the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower, so can I.”

Of course, such cheap words would never come out of my mouth.

In front of thousands of people on Lingyu Mountain, Mei Siren swung out a new paper fan and fanned it gently, making the ink characters fly and the snowflakes flutter – it was so cold in the icy and snowy weather!
“Great, great.”

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Was this a mockery?
Mei Shiren immediately realized something. Without even lowering his head, he remained calm and composed but secretly turned his fan to one side:
“Okay, okay.”

…

“Mr. Ba Zun’an won.”

The Forget-Sorrow Tower of ancient and modern times, only regret remains. I have already been given the door of the second side, and I can still say a few good words.

Just now, Ba Zun An just said to open the window.

The windows of the Ancient and Modern Forget-Sorrows Tower can of course be opened.

The eight masters knew what was going on, and of course they didn’t intend to look at the scenery outside the window, but to rush to the battlefield to ease the situation.

I can understand the remaining regret.

Since I had the advantage of being able to meet with the person in person, I could naturally provide him with this convenience, so I did as I was told.

After a fight, he narrowly won, but it was still a win.

Kong Yuhen would not pour cold water on Hua Changdeng, but he also wanted to hear Ba Zun’an’s personal evaluation of Hua Changdeng.

“It’s just a lucky coincidence.”

Ba Zun’an didn’t take this victory to heart. “I haven’t seen him for many years, but he still acts like the heir of Yunshan. If he had shown his true colors earlier, there wouldn’t be so many problems. I should have retreated.”

“Mr. Ba Zun’an’s sword I…” Kong Yuhen made a slight test.

“You want to try it?”

Seeing the man on the other side looking like he was smiling, Kong Yuhen immediately shook his head and changed the subject:
“It can be considered as a fight in advance. Mr. Ba Zun’an, are you sure about the situation that will follow?”

This is of course not a question about the situation, but essentially a question about Hua Changdeng. However, the war has not really started yet, so who knows if there are any variables?
A fifty-fifty split?

Gamble?
Ba Zun An never said such meaningless words. He stared at Kong Yu and laughed hatefully: “You have the right to turn back at any time. If you want to stand, then stand. I don’t care. But how about Xu Xiaoshou?”

Of course I didn’t mean that… Kong Yuhen didn’t ask any more questions, as it was indeed easy to be misunderstood. After his thoughts turned to another side, he muttered to himself:
“Calculating the time, it should be about the same time.”

…

“Passive system…”

Xu Xiaoshou, lying on the hospital bed, holding the Source of Time and Space in his hand, stared at the red interface in front of him and the Gate of Reincarnation, not daring to think too much about it.

The unknown is the thunder, and you never know when it will explode.

Since Shi Zu gave him the bead that could trace back everything, he had to explore what needed to be explored and take the risks that needed to be taken.

Some secrets have been hidden until today, and it’s time to reveal the truth.

“bring it on!”

Holding the golden bead in his hand and moving his paralyzed body, Xu Xiaoshou aimed the source of time and space at the red interface of the passive system.

It is divided into several large passive skill sections, each of which lists many passive skill names.

But at this moment, they are not the protagonists.

The essence of a passive system is this!
“Buzz.”

As soon as the golden bead was imprinted on the red interface, the power of time and space within it flowed on its own, transforming into swirling golden clouds and mist, which slowly poured into the interface.

Fluctuation, confusion…

As a result, the entire ward space began to distort.

Xu Xiaoshou was nervous and expectant, watching the red interface representing the passive system wrinkle little by little and collapse towards the center.

He was very suspicious that after the Source of Time and Space destroyed the passive system, all his passive skills would also disappear into thin air.

But he is determined!

If what is given can be taken away at any time, everything is meaningless.

So starting from scratch and starting over from now on can be considered a blessing in disguise.

——At least I woke up early!
“In this case, I will change my name to Master Xu. I will start taking the initiative!”

“Hmm, that doesn’t sound good. Great Ancestor Xu? Ancestor Xu? Just deify him and call him the Ancestor.”

“It’s weird, I’m so self-deceiving, ah, so annoying, it’s not as good as ‘Xu Gusheng’…”

The retroactive power of the source of time and space was still continuing, and golden clouds filled the entire ward, making people terrified.

Xu Xiaoshou was having all sorts of wild thoughts, but he didn’t want everything to develop in the most extreme direction.

But when he took this step, he also made the worst plan: if all his life’s skills were gone, the only thing that would accompany him was the Way of Fame!
This was the realization that he had cultivated on his own.

He was not Xu Xiaoshou, the third-level spiritualist who had only cultivated a sword in the white clouds in the three years of the outer courtyard. He was Xu Tianjiao, who could combine all his insights and walk out of the new path in half a year!
Along the way, he had already proved that his comprehension was actually quite good, and he also cultivated the confidence to cultivate the Tao again.

The name is born out of sword thoughts, rooted in the world, starting from “cognition” and achieving enlightenment through “passivity”, but it is not like a castle in the air like a passive system, but has a down-to-earth sense of security.

“No matter how bad things get, I can still get back to the top with my fame!”

“When the time comes, I will take back everything that belongs to me and everything that doesn’t belong to me, and I will also find out whether that ‘Famous Ancestor’ is real or fake!”

Xu Xiaoshou twisted his mouth evilly and clenched his fist viciously, as if this could scare away the unknown fear.

In fact, he also knew that he didn’t have much time left.

It is easy to cultivate a reputation, but under the pressure from Hua Changdeng and the Three Ancestors, I am afraid no one will give me time to grow again.

“time……”

When Xu Xiaoshou thought about the fact that he was still in the long river of time and would need a lot of time to practice Taoism, he felt a splitting headache.

But suddenly, in the cold golden cloud that filled the ward, a low call came from somewhere:
“Meow~”

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

Greedy God!

He immediately looked around.

But after the God of Greed formed a contract with himself, it seemed that he could not come to the ward world behind the second door.

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart calmed down.

“Yes, I still have the God of Greed, and I still have the power of devouring…”

time?

The Devouring Body, growing again, doesn’t need time at all!
If you really want to push it, just start eating, eating, eating. I have the entire Xingjie, I have the four ancestral trees, I have all the resources from scratch to the ancestral gods, I have friends and family…

“I’m no longer penniless. What am I afraid of?”

The same white ward, but completely different life experiences. Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly smiled with relief.

At the same time, when his mind calmed down, the power of tracing back to the source of time and space in front of him ended.

“Here it comes!”

In mid-air, the red interface of the passive system disappeared.

Instead, there was a very simple-looking black turntable with a long, thin pointer on it that looked like it would break if you turned it.