I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1992

Chapter 1868 Delusion

Yu Zhiwen just stood there in silence.

At this point, I finally couldn’t help but interrupt.

She stepped past Liu Fuyu, took a step forward, and grabbed Yuegongnu’s sleeve. Her voice was very soft, but extremely serious:

“I can’t go.”

Whether it is returning to the Han Palace Imperial Realm from the long river of time, or going to Lingyu Mountain to see the Eight Lords for the so-called last time, it is not allowed!

Yu Zhiwen knew too well the terrifying intentions of this uncle-master.

Since she grew up, all her cognition and all the principles she learned, apart from those from Grandpa Yu and Dao Xuanji, came mostly from the Dao Department.

After all, she had spent the longest time in the Ministry.

She felt most deeply the subtle teachings and influence of the Taoist elders.

The so-called “senior Taoist” is actually just Dao Qiongcang.

If someone else were to use this teaching method, the students they taught would definitely be limited, and when they think about the current situation, they would inevitably be looking at the world from a narrow perspective, which is extremely one-sided.

But he is Dao Qiong Cang!

Dao Qiongcang knows everything from astronomy to geography. He divided the Dao into “Daoist elders” and the one he taught, Yu Zhiwen, also has experience in all Daos and has his own strengths.

Although the Ministry of Taoism is a shadow, the elders in the Ministry of Taoism are the source of nightmares that wake Yu Zhiwen up in the middle of the night.

On the other hand, if we regard the elders of the Daoist Church as different “I”s of Dao Qiong Cang, and put them all together, wouldn’t that be the real Dao Qiong Cang?
Yu Zhiwen tightly grasped Sister Yue’s sleeves, refusing to let her leave.

At this moment, what flashed through her mind was a sentence that the elders of the Taoist sect often said. She could almost repeat it exactly:

“The process is not important.”

“The process can be unclear, we just need to work backwards from the results to see who benefits in the end.”

After a pause, Yu Zhiwen’s tone became extremely firm:
“Dao Qiongcang went around in circles, either taking the initiative or letting Sister Yue take the initiative to speak, and finally making a choice between this ‘last meeting’ and ‘fighting to the death’.”

“I don’t know what the development of these two is, the only thing that is certain is that neither of them has a good outcome.”

“No matter which one we choose, the one who will benefit in the end will not be Sister Yue and Ba Zun’an, but only… him!”

In the back, Dao Qiongcang was surprised after hearing these words.

He stopped vomiting blood and looked at the eyes wrapped in black satin, which looked like a growing little fish, with complex emotions in his eyes.

There is irony, but also relief, which is very contradictory.

“But, Xiaoyu…” he began.

“Don’t call me little fish!”

“Okay, Miss Yu Zhiwen.” Dao Qiongcang was interrupted and grabbed his lower body with great seriousness. While putting himself together again, he said,
“I would like to ask Miss Zhiwen, besides ‘this’ and ‘that’, what is the third choice?”

“If you lose your eyes, you will see the situation more clearly, but you still cannot give people a better choice…”

He sneered: “I should have taught you that sometimes it is best to protect yourself. From now on, you will not be drawn into the whirlpool, nor will you get burned.”

“But what if I have a third choice?”

Yu Zhiwen turned his head coldly, and under the moonlight, he crossed the long river of time and stood against Dao Qiongcang, who was crawling on the other side of the river covered in blood.

Liu Fuyu stood with the sword in his hand, and could clearly feel the night at the seaside, which was even colder.

She was filled with murderous intent.

It is also her choice to rather die with honor than live in disgrace.

Unlike everyone else present, she did not have a second or third option – if everything was arranged by fate, she would die here tonight.

She will be buried in the South Sea, but the sword will reveal its mysterious power, and she will be escorted back to the tower and the seal will be restored.

There may be mistakes in this process.

But no matter whether it is Dao Qiongcang who takes action or the Demon Ancestor who takes action.

At least, with this one more variable, maybe it can disrupt their plans?

Yuegongnu also stopped in front of the long river of time, looking at the little girl in front of him, and then glanced at the sky above.

A junior, a senior.

One student, one teacher.

Before the “Tao”, under the “trend” of time rolling eastward, those who should have walked side by side stood on opposite sides.

How is this situation different from when we were young?

At that time, all the geniuses from the five holy emperor secret realms gathered together to practice sword skills and cultivate Taoism, enjoying themselves.

In the blink of an eye, they all grew to great heights and went their separate ways.

“Then I am all ears and waiting for Miss Zhiwen’s opinion.” Daoqiongcang on the ground stood up, his eyes penetrating the long river of time.

“Don’t bother with this person.” Yu Zhiwen was too lazy to argue with Dao Qiongcang, so he turned around and said seriously:
“Sister Yue, let’s go to Xingjie.”

“In the Crystal Palace of Xingjie, there is a poison pool with fish in it.”

“Xu Xiaoshou has made arrangements. Once all the fish in the pond are dead, no matter where he is, he will return immediately…”

She took a deep breath: “I may not be able to see through the situation and give you a third option that can be implemented. What happened here tonight, Xu Xiaoshou knows, he can!”

Yuegongnu has not responded yet.

Dao Qiongcang on the other side of the long river of time laughed out loud after hearing this: “Xu Xiaoshou, can he do it?”

Yu Zhiwen clenched his fists and almost tore Sister Yue’s sleeves, but she ignored him and did not respond.

“Xu Xiaoshou, you can’t!”

Dao Qiongcang spoke decisively, as if he understood Xu Xiaoshou better than Xu Xiaoshou did: “Miss Zhiwen, to this day, do you still think that Xu Xiaoshou will be the variable in my situation?”

Yu Zhiwen couldn’t help but look back: “Isn’t he?”

“Hahaha……”

“Love is the most important thing, and it can blind you to everything!”

“Yu Zhiwen, you trust Xu Xiaoshou too much, and the longer you stay with him, the more you become a liar.”

Dao Qiongcang stood up and walked over. Except for his torn and blood-stained clothes, all the injuries on his body had healed. Under the moonlight, he carried a cold and strange aura.

There was a sigh and disdain on his face. He stopped before the three women and said with a smile:

“That fish in the pond is long gone, right?”

Yu Zhiwen’s face was calm, not showing any emotion at all. He knew that Qiong Cang was watching Zhiwei, so he had to be on guard.

Dao Qiongcang flicked his sleeves and sneered:

“You can tell me so openly. I won’t be afraid that I will destroy the fish in the pond right now. The pond and the fish are all fake.”

“Of course, even if you have other means to forcibly recall Xu Xiaoshou from the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrow Tower, do you think I would care?”

As he spoke, the corners of his lips lifted up, as if he was smiling, his expression became extremely subtle, he looked up at the moonlight, and recalled:
“That day in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, I did not hesitate to mobilize Bei Huai’s thoughts and inhabit the body of Saint Emperor Qilin, in order to severely injure Xu Xiaoshou.”

“Then he captured Xiang Yaoyao in Yujing City, just to force Xu Xiao to show up after being injured and reveal his true identity.”

“You were involved in this whole process of ‘driving the pigs into the pen’.”

Yu Zhiwen’s heart trembled, not knowing what Qiongcang meant by mentioning these things, and then he heard him continue:
“From Yujing City to Qingyuan Mountain, you have experienced most of them. Even the Thirty-three Heavens Spinning Star Pattern Array that almost trapped Xu Xiaoshou was designed by you.”

“There’s a place you haven’t been to. Do you know where it is?”

Yu Zhiwen had no idea what Dao Qiongcang was talking about, but he became inexplicably nervous.

Suddenly, her palms felt warm, and she found that Sister Yue was holding her hand, and she felt at ease immediately.

“There is a small town at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, called Changde Town.”

“There is a Cao’s blacksmith shop in the town, and Cao Yihan, also known as Kuileihan of the Tenth Seat, lives in it.”

Dao Qiongcang said, spreading his hands with a presumptuous look on his face: “Of course you can’t go to this place. If you go there, your memory will be empty. Because you are a celestial sorcerer, you may find clues when you go there. There is a slight probability that you can see that the whole town is full of fake people, shaped like Taoists, all guarding Kuilehan’s hands and eyes for me.”

Yu Zhiwen’s delicate body trembled.

Daobu is her scar.

Dao Qiongcang, however, never had any sympathy for her, and his words were just like rubbing salt into her wounds.

“Back to ‘Driving the Pigs into the Circle’, to Qingyuan Mountain, this game has reached the closing stage. Have I failed?”

“Yes, I failed. I didn’t catch Xu Xiaoshou.”

“Xu Xiaoshou was so real that even if I forcibly landed in the Xingjie at the last moment, it was too late. His real body had already escaped from the Xingjie and was out of my sight.”

“And I had no choice but to feed the Greedy God flesh and blood, driving him crazy and wreaking havoc in Yujing, trying to add fuel to the fire and force him to show up again. After all, the only solution is to merge the two into one and become the host of the ghost beast.”

To this day, when Yu Zhiwen recalls this situation, she still feels a little scared, but she knows the outcome.

After Xu Xiaoshou returned, his serious injuries had healed. Even though he had become the host of a ghost beast, Dao Qiongcang had no chance of recovery.

She held Sister Yue’s hand tightly and muttered, “I lost more than I gained.”

Dao Qiongcang seemed to be very happy with the scolding. His expression became extremely bright and he changed the subject: “But did Xu Xiaoshou win?”

The cold wind howled and the waves roared.

The three girls tilted their heads, only to see Dao Qiongcang sneer,
“He didn’t win!”

“Do you know who was the only savior he thought of when he was in a panic after he and Long Xing escaped?”

“Where is the first place they would go, and where they actually go in the end?”

Yu Zhiwen’s thoughts suddenly became agitated.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck Liu Fuyu’s mind.

After Yuegong Nu was released from the Cold Prison, he had heard Daoqiongcang talk about many things in the Five Realms over the past six months. However, even though he had only learned a little, he did not have a deep understanding of the situation.

After listening to it now, she had the answer in her heart and murmured softly:
“Quilehan…”

Dao Qiongcang put away his smile, his face regained its calmness, picked up the Tianji Si Nan that he had dropped somewhere just now, and returned to his true self of holding the pearl in his hand:
“That’s right, Kui Leihan.”

“He went to the Tianji Town that you, Yu Zhiwen, had never been to.”

Dao Qiongcang looked at the long river of time, looked at the night sky of the Southern Ocean, and took in all the vastness. It could be said that he had mastered everything. He sighed:

“The real memory imprint is not the ‘logo’ that is put on the surface, or the ‘pattern’ that can be replaced, but the psychological hint I gave him in advance. When he was at the end of his rope, he thought he had found the ‘only thing’ that could save his life.”

“The result of ‘driving the pigs into the circle’ is that Xu Xiaoshou took the initiative to enter my encirclement with his injured body and mind, and even wanted to give me a dragon apricot as a gift.”

Dao Qiongcang turned his head, looked at Yu Zhiwen calmly, and said lightly:

“Xu Xiaoshou won.”

“But it wasn’t because he won, but because I felt enough was enough, so I let him go.”

He held the Tianji Si Nan in one hand and supported the void with the other hand, holding it in the air, with a proud look on his face:
“What is Tianji?”

“The secrets of heaven are not vague, nor are they absolutely uncertain.”

“When I have confirmed what I thought, when someone feels that he has won, he is no longer a variable in my chess game – Xu Xiaoshou is a fixed number!”

Dao Qiongcang stood behind the long river of time, his figure was hazy and disappeared in the foam of time. He was both close at hand and yet far away in the vastness.

He looked across the long river and cast a calm gaze:
“This is the last lesson I will teach you.”

“And with that said, does Miss Zhiwen understand?”

“Your so-called third choice, in my opinion, has never been worthy of the word ‘choice’. It is just a delusion that you deceive yourself and others.”

After these words were spoken, only deathly silence remained in the South Sea.

Yu Zhiwen’s face was pale as paper, and his hands were extremely cold.

Countless times when she felt that she had escaped from the clutches of the “Master of the Dao Palace” and could begin to try to break away from the torment brought by the shadow of the Dao Department – both in terms of real distance and on the spiritual level.

The sky is as vast as the sky and covers it with one hand.

He would stand up again and tell himself in a calm but instructive tone:
Old ginger is still spicy.

“Dao Qiongcang, I think you are looking for death!”

Even though Yuegong Nu didn’t know the whole story, he could feel the fear and shadow that the three words “Dao Qiong Cang” brought to people from the trembling in the little girl’s hands.

Has this guy really gone crazy from practicing Taoism? How can he be so inhumane?
She is just a child, how can she be taught in this way?

Regardless of whether it is the “Ministry of Taoism” or the current speech, what is the difference between this and forcing things to grow?

“Shut up, my Lord!”

Yuegong Nu turned around and attacked, waving his sleeves to summon the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword.

She crossed the long river of time and slashed at Dao Qiongcang’s broken mouth fiercely.

This time, it couldn’t happen.

Dao Qiongcang stretched out a pure white, flawless, crystal-clear jade-like hand from his blood-stained sleeves.

He simply put his fingers together and blocked it in mid-air.

“when–“

The Angry Immortal Buddha’s sword was like chopping off iron, making a loud bang like weapons clashing, shaking people’s eardrums.

Yuegong Nu was shocked and fell back, and the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword in his hand slipped out of his hand and flew far away.

Pah!
Dao Qiongcang stretched out his hand and grabbed the Buddha Sword Angry Immortal, pointing the sword at Yuegong Slave from a distance.

He took off all his childish disguises, pulled himself out of the boring drama he directed and performed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression became extremely cold:
“Moon Palace slaves, I gave you a choice, and I also gave you dignity.”

“Since there is a choice and dignity, whether there is only one choice or only one, just go to Lingyu Mountain obediently.”

“Do you think that whether it is starting a war, going to the Xingjie, or returning to the Hangong Imperial Realm, these roads really exist?”

As he spoke, he slashed in the air, and with a loud bang, the long river of time shattered, and the power of the golden talisman in Yuegongnu’s hand disappeared into thin air.

He turned the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, pointed it to the north, and said contemptuously:

“The road is under your feet.”

“Only one.”

“Go to Lingyu Mountain, I said!”

The night wind is bleak and the South Sea is cold.

Yuegongnu stared at Daoqiongcang with murderous intent in his eyes, but he felt powerless in his heart.

Yes, from the very beginning, none of these options existed.

Easy to talk to, Dao Qiongcang just wants to talk nicely.

When he doesn’t want to pretend anymore…

Just as Xiao Ba commented in the past: If
Dao Qiongcang is really given the opportunity to take off his disguise and truly exert his strength to push the situation forward, no one will be able to see left and right, no one will have a second choice, and no one will have the time and qualifications to speak.

The only thing we can do is to be like a blindfolded donkey, which only knows to move forward blindly, but does not know whether it is heading straight for the road or helping others to go around in circles and pull the mill.

“Ahaha! Look how serious everyone is. Are you scared by me?”

The dead silence was suddenly broken. Dao Qiongcang put down the Buddha Sword and Angry Immortal, shrank his neck, and took a few steps back:
“Sister Yue, I’m just joking, don’t take it seriously. In fact, A-li and I are always afraid of your whip.”

“And Xiaoyu…well, I’ll still call you that, it makes it seem like we’re still very close.”

Dao Qiongcang scratched the back of his head and spoke awkwardly. He didn’t look like an elder at all, but he still used the tone of an elder:

“My sister gets sick from time to time. She is not strong enough. The time she spends calculating the heavenly secrets is her life span. I feel like she doesn’t have much time left.”

“Xu Xiaoshou is also my friend, and Xiaoyu, you are also my nephew. On the wedding day, I will sit at the main table and serve as the witness for both of you.”

He waved his hands downwards, snorted, and said kindly: “Relax a little, everyone, relax a little.”

All three women were tense and no one could relax.

Who can relax?
Dao Qiongcang knew that he was under too much pressure, so he could only sigh silently. At last, he twitched his face and forced a fake smile, staring at Liu Fuyu:
“Liu Jianxian, you should relax a little too.”

“Although you just accepted my greeting, I don’t bear grudges. You will not die in this game.”

Yuegongnu’s face changed drastically.

Yu Zhiwen raised his head suddenly, as if he wanted to see through the disguise and see clearly what was inside Daoqiongcang’s completely black heart – he could see nothing.

“That’s right!”

Dao Qiongcang took the initiative to retreat a few steps, clapping his hands and saying, “You look like real people when you have some emotions and are a little angry. Otherwise, if someone doesn’t know, I would think that the three of you were Tianji puppets!”

He passed by the murderous Yuegong slave, the murderous Liu Fuyu, and the two insignificant women, and looked at Yu Zhiwen amiably:

“Little fish…”

After waiting for a while, seeing that Xiaoyu had no reaction, he said with emotion: “We have told you before, now that you have made a choice, then be firm in your thoughts and don’t be swayed by outsiders or external things!”

“I think Xu Xiaoshou is not a variable, but a constant. That’s what I think. It has nothing to do with you.” Dao Qiongcang turned his hand over, “If you think he is, then he is, that’s fine!”

Yu Zhiwen lowered his head solemnly.

In a trance, she felt like she was back in the Taoist school of her childhood, when the teacher was holding a blackboard stick and lecturing in the classroom.

At that time, she was surrounded by many companions, some respectful and reverent, some smiling and playful, they were so lifelike…

“Then I won’t say much to you. I just have two words from my heart.” Dao Qiongcang held his forehead helplessly when he saw her in this state.

There is only one genius in every generation. Indeed, except for Xu Xiaoshou, the rest of the young generation are mediocre, even though Yu Zhiwen personally trained them.

“look up!”

He drank it in one gulp.

Yu Zhiwen shuddered with fear, and when he looked up he saw darkness.

Fortunately, although Xu Xiaoshou was not around, Sister Yue and Sister Liu both shook hands with him.

Dao Qiongcang was too lazy to talk nonsense: “After going to Lingyu Mountain, you will meet Hua Changdeng. Hua Changdeng killed Yu Kunpeng with cruel means in Wurao Emperor Realm…”

“Beast!” Yuegong Nu shouted angrily.

“Well, I’m just stating a fact.” Dao Qiongcang opened his mouth, then changed the subject and pointed to the two women:
“If Ba Zun’an wants to kill Hua Changdeng, or if he can’t kill him, but Xu Xiaoshou leaves the building, he must kill Hua Changdeng.”

“And I said, Hua Changdeng can’t die, will you stop your Xiaoba and Xiaoshou?”

Yuegongnu and Yu Zhiwen were stunned.

Hua Changdeng can’t die, what does this mean?
Dao Qiongcang waved his hand, indicating that the two women didn’t need to answer: “It’s just a reminder. It doesn’t matter whether you take it to heart or not. You don’t have to answer or make a choice. After all, you probably won’t listen to me…”

He let it go, forced a kind smile, and took out a wooden box wrapped in black cloth from his arms. It was impossible to see what was inside.

He solemnly handed the black cloth wooden box to Yu Zhiwen and said:

“Your sister Yue said that I bet on three companies, and you think Xu Xiaoshou is still a variable. In fact, I think you are right, and I also hope that I am wrong.”

“If after this battle, Ba Zun’an and Xu Xiaoshou are dead, this black cloth wooden box will be meaningless. You can open it or throw it away if you want.”

The two women were different, but Dao Qiongcang turned a blind eye. He never cared about the reactions, choices, or answers of outsiders, nor did he want to listen to the answers of mediocre people:
“But if the Eight Zun An are eliminated and Xu Xiaoshou survives, the ancestral gods will be destroyed, and everything will be perfect.”

“Please pass this box to Xu Xiaoshou for me. Thank you.”

Dao Qiongcang bowed very sincerely. His attitude and his change were really scary.

Yu Zhiwen took the black cloth box with weak hands.

She was completely confused and had no idea which of Dao Qiongcang’s words were true and which were false, which were useful and which were nonsense.

In front of the Taoist master, she was as dull as a puppet.

Yuegongnu watched everything in silence, and after seeing Daoqiongcang retreat, he did not speak again, but just kept pointing to the north, pointing to Lingyu Mountain.

She was, of course, the guide.

But when I think about the fact that even in the “happy ending”, the damn Dao Qiongcang said that the Eight Lords were out…

Yuegongnu couldn’t help but want to speak.

Dao Qiongcang just raised his hand to signal for silence: “I know what you want to ask, don’t ask.”

“Dao Qiong Cang!” Yuegong Nu was furious and really wanted to chop someone.

Dao Qiongcang still provides people with a channel to vent their emotions.

He took out a copper coin, threw it up, held the coin in his palm, and looked at Yuegong Nu:

“An old game, guess the front and back, no prize if you guess right.”

The corners of his lips slightly raised, and he glanced at Yu Zhiwen, “She believes in variables, so you should believe in variables too, it’s good to be naive.”

Yuegongnu responded coldly.

This is indeed an old game. When Dao Qiongcang started to play the game of sorcery when he was a kid, he often played this. She opened her red lips and played along to the end:

“just.”

Dao Qiongcang spread out his hand and saw the reverse side of the coin.

A smile appeared on his face, and with a clang, he threw the coin up again, “Third chance is better than last chance. This is your last chance. Seize it, Sister Yue.”

“just!”

Dao Qiongcang spread out his hand and saw the reverse side of the coin.

With a snap, he crushed the copper coin, put his hands on the back of his head, turned around, shaking his head, and left with a long laugh:

“It’s time! It’s fate!”

“Come back!” Yue Gong Nu raised his voice, his anger suppressed in his voice, “For the third time, for the last time!”

Dao Qiongcang stopped and stepped on the sea water. Half of his body was already submerged in the water. He did not look back: “Those who gamble will lose.”

“The third time, the last time!” Yuegongnu repeated.

Dao Qiongcang turned around and took out another copper coin. He showed the three women the front and back of the coin and indicated that he had not tampered with it.

“positive and negative?”

Yuegong Nu hesitated for a long time, then said loudly:
“Rebel!”

Shining——

Dao Qiongcang flicked his fingers and threw the copper coin high forward, smiling: “Not sure anymore.”

Before the copper coin hit the ground, his figure turned into starlight and disappeared over the South Sea.

Buzz buzz buzz…

The fate that was thrown from high happened to fall on the small stone slab the size of a thumbnail in front of the three women, and it actually rotated upright without stopping for a long time.

It seems that fate has allowed the coin to spin for a century, indicating that everything is uncertain.

“Wow!”

But there is no century.

Just a few breaths later, the waves came and hit the copper coin. With a snap, the copper coin lay dead on the small stone slab.

The world is silent.

Yuegongnu looked down.

The copper coin of Daoqiongcang has an eight engraved on the front and the emblem of the holy slave on the back – a n*ked slave weeping with his knees hugged.

She has seen both sides of the “Holy Slave”.

This last one is a yellow copper coin lying on a small stone slab, with the seal character “Eight” on it!