I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2018

Chapter 1893 Wei Yang

The Great Sword Saint, Hua Weiyang!
At this moment, everyone in the Five Realms could tell that a very important person had arrived.

It is clearly a legend that only exists in the records of ancient books. Not only has the key been revealed, but no one can see it, which makes people even more itchy.

“How did the Flower Sword Saint come back to life?”

“Isn’t that a person who died a long, long time ago? When I read the history of swords, there were only a few words about him…”

“Does Shouye know him? Shouye’s connections are too wide!”

“The ancestral gods such as Demon Ancestor, Medicine Ancestor, and Suyin have all appeared in the Five Realms. Even if the Great Sword Saint is still alive, there is nothing to be surprised about, right?”

“Are the winds and clouds gathering? My head is buzzing. Forget it, I’ll just blink for now. 0.<"

“No, everyone. How can the Sword Ancestor be fake? What is the Lord Shou talking about? Why can’t I understand?”

“Come on, front row benches, melon seeds, no spirit crystals…”

Wu Yu gave Shou Ye a few words, which made him confused.

What you can see is not the real person, but what you cannot see is revealed.

The more I look at this game, the more confused I become. It is simply not something that ordinary people can understand.

At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, Liu Fuyu’s expression was slightly excited. That was the legendary figure hanging on the portrait in the Sword Tower, whom she had admired since she was a child!

What a pity, no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn’t see anyone.

Yu Zhiwen now knew what Xu Xiaoshou was talking about. He rubbed Wuji’s head and said in surprise,
“It’s the Flower Sword Saint, but why can’t I see him?”

“Hehe.”

“Oh, there’s no entity, just an avatar… then how can you see it… Oh, well, you’re stronger.”

“Chuck! Chuck?”

“Of course! Who wouldn’t want to see it? Do you have a solution?”

Yu Zhiwen was talking to Wuji, and soon his expression changed.

This is the great swordsman Hua Weiyang. Not only does she want to see it, but Sister Liu also wants to see it, and probably all the cultivators from the Five Realms also want to see it.

“Hehe.”

The black chicken stepped on its chest and raised its head, looking arrogantly, indicating that you just have to wait, and it will attack.

…

High in the sky, everyone’s momentum remains undiminished.

He had only recently learned about the spirit of the Demon Ancestor in the Sword Tower, so it was understandable that Hua Weiyang didn’t know about this.

After all, even if the Great Dao is in charge of guarding the five domains, it is impossible for it to keep an eye on every single event, big or small, happening in the five domains all day long.

Let alone Hua Weiyang.

Even at the peak of one’s powers, it feels like receiving information this way will either make one die of exhaustion or die of noise.

And after stopping Hua Weiyang with just one word, I believe that with her intelligence, she would not be unable to think of anything.

As expected, Hua Weiyang stopped bowing.

The Sword Master still seemed to be the Sword Master. Seeing this, he was helpless but did not say anything.

“Brother Weiyang, you finally came out. Instead of you worshipping the Sword Ancestor, why don’t the five regions worship you?”

“In my opinion, there is really no need for you to hide anything. You have protected this world for so long, you deserve the respect of all the cultivators in the five regions.”

As soon as Jinren finished speaking.

Hua Weiyang’s eyebrows were filled with surprise.

Just when he was about to stop him, he saw that guy put two fingers together and resolutely made a seal – that gesture was very similar to that of Suo Yin!

“wait……”

Hua Weiyang became anxious and stretched out her hand.

In the void, a magic array was unfolding, and the master shouted softly:
“Magic. Reversal of the Legacy. Forbidden!”

In the starry sky outside the time and space rift, Suoyin’s huge purple pupils suddenly shook violently, and a light of resentment burst out of his eyes.

Lingyu’s voice did not stop at this point. Instead, another sound started to repeat, merging together:
“Forbidden·Lost·Reversal·Spell!”

As the words were spoken, everyone looked up and saw a white figure slowly solidifying in the void.

He hastily withdrew his hand from the black hair on his forehead and hurriedly put it behind his waist. His facial expression suddenly changed from distorted and fierce to calm. He raised his chin slightly, looked into the void, and stood proudly beside the sea of swords.

As the wind and snow blew, peach petals fluttered in, carrying a deep, magnetic and granular sound to the five realms:
“This Saint, Hua Weiyang.”

Sword Master!

This is a true sword saint!
All sword saints in this era aim to reach the semi-saint realm of the soul refining path.

Only the nine disciples under the Sword Ancestor in the Sword God era are worthy of being called the Nine Sword Saints, and each of them is unique.

“Xu Xiaoshou, I know what you are going to do, but I am here only for my master and it is impossible for me to get involved in your overall situation…” Hua Weiyang gritted her teeth and transmitted the message.

He knew very well that Xu Xiaoshou was going to put him on the stove and force people to join the game.

“You are really overthinking it. How can I, Xu, be such a calculating person?”

Jinren smiled back and ignored Hua Weiyang. He turned around and looked towards the Five Regions, saying loudly:

“At the end of the Sword God Era, Flower Sword Saint had already reached the realm of Ancestral God, but he was plotted against by Medicine Ancestor. He would rather die in glory than live in disgrace, and finally chose to dissolve himself into a weapon and transform into the Great Dao to protect the Five Realms.”

“From now on, all cultivators in the Five Realms who reach the state of transcendence can be reminded by the Flower Sword Saint to be more careful and not follow in his footsteps.”

“The struggle for the Great Dao is blinded by greed and profit. The Ten Ancestors have no Dao and each is only after themselves. In my opinion, there are only two respectable people in the Five Realms.”

“One is the Great Emperor of the Common People.”

“The second one is Hua Weiyang!”

The five realms were stunned. In the top world, there are such conspiracies and selfless protection?

Hua Weiyang felt as if a thorn in her back was heard.

He said it so nicely, he just didn’t want to help Medicine Ancestor. How could he have thought so much at that time?

Later, he just thought that since everything has been transformed, he would remind as many people as possible, and he would not interfere with those who did not heed the warning.

Anyway, life and death are determined by fate. I am just looking after this world for my master in another way.

How could he be as great as Xu Xiaoshou said?
Hua Weiyang felt very uncomfortable, and felt more and more that Xu Xiaoshou was flattering her and forcing her into the game.

But when he subconsciously glanced to the side, he saw that there was more approval in the eyes of the Sword Master who was looking at him not far away.

“Master…”

Hua Weiyang was suddenly stunned and almost burst into tears again.

He was not a person who liked to cry. After so many years, how could he be easily moved?
However, what a person seeks in his life may not always be the great way.

Sometimes, what most people want is just a nod of approval from their loved ones.

No matter how old Hua Weiyang is, in front of his master, he still feels like a child who has not grown up.

Even though he had made great achievements, when he saw his master again, his first reaction was:

Still want to hide the wine bag around your waist.

I still want to smell whether there is any rouge scent on the sleeves.

I still want to look down to see if my collar is straightened…

He was beaten by his master when he was growing up. Even if he had mastered the art of swordplay, he rarely received any praise—let alone such a look of praise!
“How could this not be the master?”

With just one look, Hua Weiyang was shaken.

Maybe, Xu Xiaoshou is just putting himself on a pedestal and praising himself, but in essence he is still teasing himself?

He turned his head with angry eyes, only to see Xu Xiaoshou standing on the side with his hands raised high and his body bent:
“The dead land has light, and the cage has a narrow gap, all because outside the dawn, someone is carrying a heavy burden and moving forward.”

“This bow is not for others, but only for the guardians of the five regions. I am deeply grateful for the long night.”

Hua Weiyang had never seen Xu Xiaoshou with such a serious expression, so he was unable to react for a moment.

Is this a joke or is he just acting for fun?

He was stunned and bowed. A whisper came into his ear, which only he could hear:
“You don’t have to join the game, Brother Weiyang.”

“Leave the rest to me.”

Master is like this…

Xu Xiaoshou is like this…

Even though it was just acting, Hua Weiyang admitted defeat for being able to make people give their true heart to him. He also sent a voice message and sighed:

“Xu Xiaoshou, I really have nothing left. What do you want from me? Just tell me frankly.”

It’s really scary when he’s like this.

However, after he finished speaking, Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slightly, pointed to the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers in the five regions, and said with a smile:
“Brother Weiyang, you are wrong, you are not completely without anything.”

Hua Weiyang looked in the direction of his finger.

In all the Five Regions, whether it was the ancient sword cultivation clans in the Eastern Region, the major sects of the soul refiners in the Central Region, or the group of dead disciples and scattered cultivators in the Southern Region…

Everyone bowed their hands high, bowed their heads, and prostrated themselves respectfully. Voices of sincere gratitude rose one after another:
“Greetings to the Flower Sword Saint!”

“Thank you, Flower Sword Saint!”

“…”

The sound waves were like rain, falling all over the five regions, creating ripples in the heart lake, interacting and harmonizing with each other, causing the heaven and earth to lose their luster.

Hua Weiyang opened her mouth, unable to speak.

He looked at the scene of the five realms bowing down to him, and at this moment, he was completely distracted.

Some semi-saints who were still in seclusion took the initiative to come out. Even the battle of Hua Ba could not attract them. They came out only to bow to the distant place.

There was an unknown ascetic in the mountains. He put down the golden beads and the Buddha’s sight, stood up to wipe the dust, and then prostrated himself on the ground.

There was a mother who brought a little girl who was only a few years old. After putting the girl down in her arms, she bowed herself and asked others to bow as well:
“Mother, what are you bowing for…”

“Meet the Flower Sword Saint!”

“Greetings, mother, what are you talking about?”

“It doesn’t matter what you say, just kowtow first and take your father’s sword.”

Hua Weiyang’s body is indeed just an incarnation of thought.

He couldn’t be easily moved by emotion. When he saw his master again, he burst into tears, which was already a misstep. He never thought that when he saw the five realms bowing to him…

It is as if an electric current passes through the soles of your feet, through your heart, and goes straight to the top of your head.

Hua Weiyang’s pores dilated, she trembled slightly, and her scalp felt slightly numb.

“Why is it so…”

To him, all the living beings in the five realms are actually insignificant.

He has never really cared about the life and death of anyone, after all, they are all fleeting.

He has witnessed the vastness of the road and the immensity of life.

He knew that he was like a mayfly and a speck of dust, not as high and great as the ancestor gods, but not as empty and illusory as them.

In this world, mayflies and dust also have their place, which are indispensable but also insignificant.

“I just did my duty…”

Thinking this in her heart, Hua Weiyang felt tears in her eyes for some reason.

He had a sense of being alone in the world, but suddenly he was seen and respected in his wandering and uncertain life.

A kind of feeling where one does not know what this path means, but is not so confused as to give up, so after persisting out of boredom, at this moment one suddenly finds the meaning.

Worth it…

Hua Weiyang laughed silently.

He lowered his head, his eyelids twitching slightly, then he turned his face away, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Finally, he raised his head and looked at the Sword Ancestor.

The old man was no longer the critical person he had been in distant memories, as if when a man is about to die, his words are good, and when a man is already dead, the greatest good is the best:

“You did it.”

Hua Weiyang took a deep breath.

The old man who is always generous with his praise always makes people feel particularly sad, because he knows that everything is in the past.

People cannot live in the past.

Hua Weiyang turned her head and looked at the guy beside her. After a long pause, she said in a low voice:
“Xu Xiaoshou, thank you.”

…

“It lives up to its reputation.”

In the outer starry sky, the voice of the Demon Ancestor came from the coffin under the tower: “Humans are sharp-tongued and have sharp tongues. Today I have witnessed it.”

“Oh, you are just seeking fame and reputation.”

Medicine Ancestor sneered and did not comment further.

But she is just Hua Weiyang. She has not yet reached the state of being deified and called the ancestor of gods. She is always half a step away.

The overall situation is like this. One more Hua Weiyang won’t make much difference, and one less Hua Weiyang won’t make much difference. So what if he is tied up in Xu Xiaoshou’s chariot?

Take it all!

“Momentum…”

Suiyin no longer had the energy to care about Xu Xiaoshou stealing his magic.

He always had a bad feeling. Although everything was under control, there was a small thorn in the plate who was always fiddling with some strange things.

This time, it was “trend”!
Under the general trend, the right time, right place, and right people all tilted step by step towards the direction controlled by Xu Xiaoshou.

Does this matter?

It doesn’t matter. In front of the absolute power of the Ancestral God, all of these are illusions.

Fame, however, is illusory!

Xu Xiaoshou can make use of his reputation, and Ba Zun’an can also make use of his reputation.

Is there a connection…Sui Yin threw the question to Ling Xi Shu, wanting to see what the one who knew Xu Xiaoshou better thought:
“What do you think?”

“If possible, kill Xu Xiaoshou first, then the overall situation will not change, and we don’t have to consider his weird tricks.”

Suiyin smiled, it seemed that Qiongcang was already paranoid and was afraid of Xu Xiaoshou’s strange tricks.

“I don’t think so.”

“Oh? What do you think, Master Chongyin?”

“Let him do it. If he can kill one of the medicine demons, even if it’s just a minor injury, what’s the harm in me giving him a helping hand?”

“Well, it’s a good idea! Great!”

…

“I seem to have forgotten a lot, and I am also confused…”

After Hua Weiyang appeared, Sword Master behaved more like a real person.

He is more vivid and more down-to-earth.

Although he said he had forgotten and was confused, he clearly remembered some things.

The Sword Master opened his hands, the scripture disappeared, and in its place, a brilliant object appeared.

“The fate of the ancestral god!”

Ba Zun’an, Hua Changdeng, and Gou Wu Yue all moved their eyes.

Even though many Semi-Saints in the Five Realms had never seen him before, they knew the answer from the unusual aura at a glance.

When the Ancestral God’s fate was revealed, Sword Ancestor stared at the item in his hand and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he spoke:
“What night is it today?”

The tears that Hua Weiyang had just held back immediately welled up again and she took a step forward: “Old man…”

As soon as he said this, he immediately realized that this was in front of the Five Realms.

With a blink of her eyes, tears splashed, Hua Weiyang’s face was calm, and she spoke in a low and magnetic voice:

“Master, you have been placed in the cycle of reincarnation.”

The Sword Master seemed to be thinking.

This answer, which sounded like sad news, failed to move Him. It was as if He already had the answer when the question was asked.

After a while, he smiled in relief and turned his gaze towards the eight masters:

“Since you have called me here, I will give you this true creation.”

As he threw it, the Ancestral God’s destiny drew an arc in the sky, attracting everyone’s hot gaze.

“Rob!”

This thought flashed through the minds of countless people.

As long as I can get this thing, I have a chance to become the ancestor god, but my life is more important…

To seize the fate of the ancestor god from the hands of the Eight Lords is like snatching food from a tiger’s mouth.

“Wait a minute.”

Hua Changdeng took a step forward.

The void was buzzing with a roar, and under the feet of the Sword Master, a sea of swords spread out, and the ghost hunter suddenly disappeared.

Hua Changdeng holds a ghost hunting knife in his hand.

Time seemed to be reset, and the fate of the Ancestral God did not fall into the hands of the Eight Lords, but reappeared in the palm of the Sword Ancestor.

All eyes were on this person.

Hua Changdeng is certainly not Xu Xiaoshou, so he would not say “It was not the eight masters who summoned me, but the ancient sword practitioners like me who summoned me, so I also have a share in the fate of this ancestor god.”

He stared at Jian Zu, then glanced at Hua Weiyang and said in a broken voice:

“The dead are gone.”

“The Sword Ancestor’s legacy is something that all sword practitioners must take seriously.”

“But this ancestor god’s fate cannot fall into the hands of the Eight Lords. There are too many variables.”

He stared at Hua Weiyang, and said in a tone that clearly spoke like an old acquaintance: “You know what I’m talking about.”

Hua Changdeng would certainly not use the ancestral god’s fate.

He firmly believed that even if Ba Zun’an took it, he would not use it.

But it doesn’t matter whether Hua Ba and the other two use it or not. Some people behind them want to use it. Even if they use it up, their height will not reach that of the Demon Ancestor and the Medicine Ancestor. After all, they are still ancestral gods.

The Sword Ancestor can bestow the fate of the Ancestral God.

But no matter which side it is given to, the seemingly stable balance will no longer be stable.

Hua Weiyang had already begun to sigh in her heart.

Xu Xiaoshou, oh Xu Xiaoshou, when you turned my body over, did you ever think about how I could stay out of it?

He was about to speak.

A voice came from my ear: “Brother Weiyang, if you don’t want to take the lead, then don’t take the lead. I said… leave the rest to me.”

Hua Weiyang was slightly startled, and without tilting her head, she sent a voice message to Xu Xiaoshou: “What’s going on with my master?”

He felt like he had become that fence-sitter who didn’t know why.

On the one hand, he was unwilling to believe that his master’s last wish had been thwarted, and on the other hand, he knew that Xu Xiaoshou and he were actually on the same side.

But what Hua Changdeng said makes sense. Who can guarantee that if Ba Xu really achieves enlightenment, he will not become the next medicine demon?

Jinren sent a message: “Something happened in the Sword Tower. You should know better than me what could have happened to the Sword Tower.”

Hua Weiyang closed her eyes heavily.

That means the Master is no longer the Master, and contains some of the will of the Demon Ancestor’s spirit?

This old man has spent his entire life fighting against the Holy Demon, but in the end…

Hua Weiyang wanted to withdraw.

His feet felt like they were filled with lead, and even dissolving this incarnation was difficult for him.

“Be at ease.”

Everyone patted him on the shoulder. They really didn’t understand why this guy became like a different person after seeing his master.

In the world of flowers, he appears to be omnipotent and extremely powerful.

“Brother Hua wants it?”

While the two of them were chatting privately, the eight masters in front had already glanced over with a smile: “If you want, this ancestor god’s fate belongs to you, I don’t care.”

Hua Changdeng has the ghost hunter in his hand, and he will not let go this time, but for the fate of the ancestor god…

He shook his head, his will firm: “You also know that this ancestor god’s fate cannot fall into my hands.”

Behind him is the medicine ghost Bei Huai, all of them are powerful enemies.

It would be fine if you could use the ancestor god’s destiny yourself, but would you keep it and wait for it to aid the enemy?

“What should we do then?”

Seeing that they were stuck in a stalemate, Jinren had no choice but to step past Hua Weiyang and step into the front battlefield, with a helpless expression on his face:

“Disdain the left and be wary of the right.”

“He who shrinks back from fear is not a real man.”

“Since no one wants it, I’ll just accept it reluctantly!”

Then he looked at Jian Zu and raised his eyebrows: “Old man, leave the things to me and I will keep them.” (End of this chapter)