I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Yeah."

"Xu Xiaoshou got into meditation quite quickly. His talent is really good...well, he has a talent for meditation."

On the old mottled long street, Xiao Kongtong was still circling around Xu Xiaoshou, who was cross-legged in meditation, rubbing his chin as if looking at a precious species, and said carefully.

How rare, Xu Xiaoshou who has calmed down!

Every time I saw him in the past, this kid was either making trouble or on the way to make trouble. How could he sit quietly like this?

And only at this time can you see Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation talent.

No, in just a quarter of an hour, this kid has already completed the state of meditation with no distracting thoughts, and looking at his rising momentum...

Now Gods and Buddhas, there is a show!

Laughing Kongtong taught tens of thousands of swordsmen who wanted to become ancient sword cultivators in Sanyue Fairy City.

There are many people like Xu Xiaoshou who quickly enter into meditation, and there are also faster ones than him.

But after entering meditation, it can be said that in just a quarter of an hour, the momentum of inner visualization is exposed, the original intention of self is found, and it is displayed outside the spiritual world, which can be counted on the fingers of one's fingers!

This kind of talent, even if it is not as exaggerated as Mr. Siren said, can cultivate the gods and Buddhas in one go. As long as you find the feeling, and step by step, it is only a matter of time.

Well, the time... the length varies, it all depends on the savvy!

Some people find the feeling, as short as three months, as long as a year, and those with excellent talents can already reach the first level within this period of time.

However, some people spend their whole life, even when they are about to die, spending decades of time to continue this feeling and cultivate the current gods and Buddhas. "Xu Xiaoshou, how long will it take?" Xiao Kongtong thought curiously.

He remembered that the teacher's record seemed to be about half an hour, while his own record was six hours.

But these are not comparable, after all, he and the teacher only started to practice Heart Sword Art when other sword arts were almost mastered.

With the accumulation of previous cognition and aura, it is very easy to find and manifest the "meaning" in a short period of time.

certainly,

This "easy" statement is based on Xiao Kongtong's own genre and comparing it with the Meisi people's genre.

If you compare Xiao Kongtong with the people from Shenyue Xiancheng...

Everyone is practicing the same school, and they all practice the "heart swordsmanship" when they have made some achievements in other swordsmanship. Compared with the most talented genius pointed out by Xiao Kongtong, the latter also spent nearly half a year.

Totally incomparable!

But even so, that's genius!

Xiu Yuanke...Xiao Kongxiang remembered this name, he can be said to be very strong, except for himself and his teacher, Gu Jianxiu is an unrivaled genius.

"Mr. Siren, how long did it take you to practice heart swordsmanship before you realized something?" Thinking about it, Xiao Kongtong couldn't help being curious and asked.

He didn't directly say that he has cultivated into the current gods and Buddhas, because Mr. Siren's school is different from his own. As long as he finds the feeling and realizes some prototypes, he is considered successful.

In the follow-up, you can continue to polish through the improvement of your swordsmanship.

"Seven days."

Mei Siren replied indifferently, he didn't find this question abrupt, he was happy to answer questions for all kinds of juniors, maybe this was the shortcoming of him thinking that he was a good teacher.

"Seven days, you should have learned the heart sword technique for the first time, and you can realize the embryonic form of the heart sword technique in seven days, which can be said to be too strong." Xiao Kongtong sighed sincerely.

He was thinking that if he was the self he was when he was a child, his first practice was Xinjianshu, and he might not know if he would be able to produce results in seven years.

The Meisi people smiled when they heard the sound, looked away from Xu Xiaoshou, held the paper fan and looked at Xiao Kongtong, and said: "What the seven days cultivated is not the embryonic form of the heart sword technique, but the chaotic form of the current gods and Buddhas." .”

"Huh?" Laughing Kongtong froze, this is too scary!

"How old were you back then?" He couldn't help asking, wanting to compare.

"Around twelve or thirteen years old?" Mei Siren recalled it from afar, but couldn't remember clearly.

Laughing Kongtong was silent for a while, and then again after a long time

Q: "Is that the first time you held a sword?"

"no."

Mei Siren's words comforted Xiao Kongtong's heart.

As a result, after a pause, he heard the old sword fairy in front of him continue: "That's holding the sword... three days later."

Laugh Kongtong:? ? ?

three days?

How is this different from holding a sword for the first time?

Meisi gave a little blow to the mentality of this young man, and said with a smile:

"The old man just happens to be more talented in heart swordsmanship. Others are very difficult to practice, and it took decades of effort."

"Don't say that at your age, the old man doesn't have much combat power. If you really want to compare it with the evildoer like your master, it is even more incomparable."

"Three-breath congenital, three-year sword fairy...... This, is a peerless evildoer that even Yu Tu feels ashamed of!"

That's right!

For this point, Xiao Kongtong deeply agrees.

In fact, according to conventional theory, mastering the first level of one of the nine swordsmanship already has the qualifications to become a "sword fairy".

As long as that person grows up and has the most basic combat power to cut Dao against Taixu, he can take the seat of the Seven Swords Immortal.

But the battle for the title of "Seven Sword Immortals" has been more and more complicated since the last sword repair era.

Later, it became the first level that only mastered a certain swordsmanship, and was not even qualified to challenge the previous generation of Seven Swords Immortals.

But teachers are different...

Xiao Kongtong has a deep understanding of the "horror" of his teacher. That person really mastered the eight major swordsmanship except Tibetan swordsmanship in only three years from the first day of holding a sword.

The "proficient" here refers to the first level.

But even so, it can be said that the combination of various realms to challenge ordinary sword immortals can be said to be as easy as pie.

Not to mention that the Eight Masters of that period not only mastered the first level, but also mastered the second level in some swordsmanship. It can be said that the combat power is several times that of ordinary swordsmen!

"It's a pity, it's too easy to break..."

Mei Siren's thoughts also drifted away.

The eight masters in their youth were very familiar with the mind and nature of the ancient sword cultivator, and they were unrestrained and unruly.

But because of this, it is difficult to continue to be "free" after showing such talent.

He was like a sharp sword that never turned back until it hit the south wall. In the end, under the interference of external forces, the sword almost broke like Qing Ju, and he did not die in the end, but was forced to return to its sheath.

This return is decades.

However, the three-thousand swordsmanship encompasses everything, and when misfortune comes, blessings depend on it, and when blessings come, misfortunes lie on it.

"Hidden swordsmanship, you started to practice seriously after your teacher restrained his sharpness, right?" Mei Siren looked at Xiao Kongtong, meaning.

"Not quite sure..."

Xiao Kongtong didn't dare to say it, because he didn't dare to talk about the teacher behind his back.

But it is very clear in my heart that the teacher's current state can be said to be the absolute perfection beyond the Dzogchen.

The unsheathed sword hosts the murderer, and the sheathed sword hosts the ceremony.

The gentleman's sword in the weapon, first courtesy and then soldiers!

The teacher has cultivated both "fierce" and "proprietary" to the extreme, from being unrestrained in his youth to being restrained and sharp now.

In this realm where Yin and Yang can be perfectly harmonized, how amazing will it be when you want to use the sword again? Laughing Kongtong dare not imagine.

"Sometimes, I really envy these true geniuses, who dare to break through and fight... Even if it is a setback, in their eyes, as long as they don't die, they can be used as a springboard to another realm and quickly find a breakthrough." Mei Siren With a sad expression, he knocked on the fan with emotion.

Xiao Kongtong could only nod his head to express his approval, and he didn't dare to talk too much on this topic, for fear that his mouth would be loose and Mr. Siren would ask him for some information about the teacher.

"Isn't Xu Xiaoshou the same?"

He turned his eyes, looked at the young man who was sitting cross-legged, and said with a smile:

"I always think that the teacher puts too much pressure on him. What Xu Xiaoshou is facing in his current state has always been a role that he shouldn't face now."

"But sometimes, I think, Xu Xiaoshou can still complete the work under such a great pressure.

Beautiful reconciliation, smoothly solve so many troubles. "

"Perhaps, his potential has not been squeezed to the limit."

Pausing, laughing Kongtong suddenly shivered, gritted his teeth and said:

"But when I think about it again, I feel that this is too cruel. After all, Xu Xiaoshou is only a young generation, and he should not be involved in the war of the older generation at all."

"There are some situations he faces that even I find it difficult to intervene in them..."

Meisi couldn't help laughing, but she could fully understand the "Eighth Sword Immortal"'s thoughts, and said softly: "It's true that you shouldn't put such a lot of pressure on me, but this old man thinks, maybe your teacher is just looking at Xu Xiaoshou. Reached the shadow of his youth."

Laughing Kongtong was slightly startled, and then seemed to realize something.

Indeed, Xu Xiaoshou's talent is very strong, perhaps even inferior to himself.

The teacher's arrangement for him is to follow his path when he was young, using the greatest pressure to force a person to grow at the fastest speed.

Because Xu Xiaoshou entered the game too early, if he can't grow up quickly, he will soon become an abandoned child in the hands of big shots.

Abandoned sons return home, the only word is death.

"Buzz!"

While chatting, Xu Xiaoshou, who was meditating cross-legged beside him, trembled, pouring out like a wave.

The surging sword intent began to wreak havoc on the ancient long street, and Xu Xiaoshou, like an ancient sleeping lion awakened, suddenly floated up into the air, his eyes were clearly closed, but it gave people a kind of "wake up", "return" ", "Crazy" feeling!

"The poor and lonely are nourished in the heart, and the outer body is as decadent as old wood..."

Laughing Kongtong stepped back a little, feeling that his spiritual world had been slightly affected.

In Xu Xiaoshou, who had just learned Xinjianshu, he actually saw the shadow of the "Qiangqi" part in the teacher's description of Xinjianshu, and felt a little incredible.

"This kid is really under a lot of pressure. His 'self' is a bit fierce and scary."

Smiling without leaving any trace, he turned his attention to the ferocious sword elephant behind Mr. Siren.

Perhaps, the old sword fairy saw that Xu Xiaoshou's "self" might not be weaker than him, so he was moved and wanted to teach swordsmanship?

"It's really fierce, but I don't know how long he can maintain this state, and whether he can find his true self at once." Mei Siren took the lead slightly, and his eyes were even more satisfied.

With the sword elephant on his back, his footsteps remained motionless, unaffected by Xu Xiaoshou's will.

"I see Xuan..."

Laughing Kongtong hesitated to open his mouth, and made a comparison in his heart.

Since they belong to the same genre, we can only use Mr. Siren for comparison.

And this old sword fairy held the sword for three days, and then used seven days to realize the chaotic form of the gods and Buddhas in front of him, adding up... ten days!

How long has it been since Xu Xiaoshou made his fortune?

half a year?

Let's count him holding the sword for half a year!

But he used to walk wild ways, so it is not possible that now with the guidance of Mr. Siren, he can realize the gods and Buddhas in just a few quarters of an hour by himself?

That talent is much more terrifying than myself and the teacher!

Like Mr. Siren, he was struggling to realize the chaotic form of a god and Buddha, and then he would spend more than half a year to polish it and cultivate it into his own god and Buddha... Xiao Kongtong quickly gave judge.

"Crack!"

However, Xu Xiaoshou, who closed his eyes and crossed his legs, seemed unreasonable in his aura, and was climbing at a terrifying speed!

Soon, the sounds of the surrounding long streets can be heard endlessly.

Affected by the sword intent, the ancient tall tower in the distance began to crack and then collapse.

"Rumble——"

A loud sound came, and the stone sword in Meisi's hand was lifted. The phantom sword technique quickly constructed a simple and rough illusory world, and put the surrounding visions into this false time and space, so that the blasting sound would not affect the world. His beloved disciple Xu Xiaoshou.

"This imposing manner has climbed a bit too scary. What did he encounter in the spiritual world? How much pressure does he have?"

Xiao Kongtong felt the increasing coercion, the pores of his body began to tighten, and his whole body became serious, very vigilant.

Grandmaster Xu Xiaoshou, how could he have such an aura?

How hard was his "self" being suppressed to rebound so hard?

Meisi's eyes also changed from admiration and satisfaction to dignified and worried, and he said slightly harshly:

"Eight Masters, it's really too much!"

"Not everyone belongs to him. What Xu Xiaoshou endured in the spiritual world is probably much more difficult than we imagined. Afterwards, the old man must ask him for an explanation."

Smiling Kongtong silently raised his eyes and gave the old sword fairy a look, trembling, not daring to answer.

He could only try to change the subject: "Mr. Siren, heart swordsmanship is the most important thing to refine the heart. I am worried that Xu Xiaoshou's momentum will rise so fast. Not only is it not a good thing, but it may be dangerous."

"You said 'inner demons?'" Mei Si kept her eyes peeled, always paying attention to Xu Xiaoshou's changes.

"Almost..." Smiling Kongtong shrunk his head weakly, "I mean, if he forcibly crushes the semi-saint he has faced before in the spiritual world, and experience that 'cool feeling', I'm afraid It will be thankless, and in the end it will be harmed, and some extra distracting thoughts will be generated, which will affect his progress in the cultivation of Xinjianshu."

He chooses his words carefully.

Even so, these words clearly offended the Meisi people.

"The demon is the demon, why bother to be tactful? But, this is impossible!" Mei Siren glanced away, then quickly withdrew his gaze, paying attention to Xu Xiaoshou's state.

Smiling Kongtong was paralyzed by the sight of the sword elephant following him, and said in panic:

"Yes, what you always said is very reasonable!"

"Xu Xiaoshou's talent is outstanding, his heart is extraordinary, it is impossible for him to breed demons, unless he is influenced by external forces..."

As soon as he stopped talking, he laughed.

There is Mr. Siren and myself here, who is not afraid of death and dares to disturb Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation?

Look at Mr. Siren's mentality of protecting the calf just now, so the skin has been peeled off?

At this time, when the aura climbed to the extreme, even the virtual world of phantom swordsmanship constructed by the Meisi people was affected, and it began to shake and collapse...

Xu Xiaoshou's body suddenly trembled violently, and when he was supposed to be completely immersed in the spiritual world without showing any emotion, his face suddenly became more nervous than the naked eye.

After that, faint black air began to overflow from between his seven orifices.

"This?" Xiao Kongtong's pupils shrank.

no?

I have a crow's mouth?

For the first time, Mei Siren swept over with an angry face as expected, obviously he didn't say a word, but Xiao Kongtong felt that the old sword fairy said everything, he almost dug a crack in the ground and buried himself.

"Don't have an accident, you must never have an accident, if you have an accident, I will have an accident..." Xiao Kongtong secretly meowed at Mr. Siren, put his hands together, and began to pray.

But what are you afraid of, what are you getting more and more!

As far as he could see, after the initial abnormality, Xu Xiaoshou was shaken all over his body in just a short while, and the sword energy in his body was scattered, as if he had gone the wrong way.

——Sang Lao, who is like the arrow of the evil bow, is completely in a state of madness!

"You crow's mouth!" Mei Siren finally couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to strike with the stone sword in his hand.

"It's not my fault..." Xiao Kongtong jumped up in fright and was about to leave.

At this moment, both of them obviously realized something, they turned their eyes together in disbelief, and looked at somewhere in the distance—it wasn't the crow's mouth, but someone really interfered, which affected Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation state!

Do not!

This seems to be a crow's mouth too!

"Who did it?"

Xiao Kongtong subconsciously wanted to make up for his crow's mouth, set out to find someone, and took that person out and beat him to death.

But in the next second, he quickly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right...

solidification! Surprised! appalling!

The majestic Eldest Senior Brother Sanyue Xiancheng, at this moment, Xiao Kongtong felt that he was mired in the mud, and it was difficult to even move, let alone arrest someone.

Trying to turn his head to the side with difficulty, Xiao Kongtong tried to move......

because he feels

He felt that the Mr. Siren next to him had changed, he was no longer that gentle old senior, he seemed to have suddenly mutated and changed into a different person.

If you don't act, it's too late!

The terrifying suffocating feeling emanating from the side is like the endless volcano in the embers of fire being mercilessly poured in by the gods with the Dinghaishen needle, and then stirred countless times desperately.

predictable........

In the next second, there will be a world-killing volcano erupting!

Turning his head desperately, Xiao Kongtong finally turned around successfully and looked in Mr. Siren's direction.

At this time, there was the sound of thunder exploding in the ear, as if it wanted to completely shatter a person's mental body and soul body, crazy and terrifying.

"Who?!"

Laughing Kongtong was so frightened that his heart went into cardiac arrest.

As far as the eye can see, it looks like the extremely serious and gloomy face of Old Sword Immortal Mei, flushed from exertion, and even the blue veins on his neck are clearly visible.

The Meisi people stared at the direction in the distance.

He clenched his teeth, furious, opened his mouth again, and the god Buddha was forced out with a smile, but he didn't dare to move rashly, only dared to cover his ears.

Sure enough, the suppressed and deep voice suddenly squeezed out from between the teeth of the old sword fairy, which was extremely frightening.

"Who is looking for death!!!"

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Chapter 1071 Who is looking for death?!

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