I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"despair!"

In the ancient forest, Xiao Kongtong stopped abruptly, looked up in disbelief, and tightly clenched the sack on his shoulders.

He seemed to have sensed something, and his whole body began to tremble with excitement.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Xiaotian was in front, he turned his head for no reason.

Eldest senior brother Sanyue Xiancheng is not leaving, he dare not go to the sanctuary to face the saint alone.

"look by youself……"

Laughing Kongtong did not explain, trembling fingers forward.

Ye Xiaotian looked along, didn't notice anything at first, but suddenly his legs trembled, almost kneeling down on the spot.

I saw the sanctuary that sealed off one side of the world suddenly collapsed in the distance, a little red plum blossomed, and then Endless Mo Jian turned into Qinghe Sword Realm, shattering the holy light that fell from the sky.

In the next second, after the holy light, a holy statue stood out of thin air, and the holy light turned into the hand of the saint!

Losing the semi-holy coercion of the sanctuary blockade, Ye Xiaotian still felt his scalp tingling and his heart beating faster even though he was far away.

"Half Saint, have you shot with all your strength?"

Ye Xiaotian was shocked, he was thinking that with such power, the senior brother of Shenyue Xiancheng behind him, can he really have the confidence to resist ten breaths?

In the whole world, only a half-sage can beat a half-sage!

The real Seven Swords Fairy is here, facing this level of holy prestige, it's hard enough! Not to mention Xiao Kongtong, a rising star who hasn't even got the title of Seven Sword Immortal?

But in the next second, when Ye Xiaotian was in despair, in front of the holy statue, there was a statue without holy power, but the strength of will was stronger than the coercion of a saint... a monster? Stand up!

At the same time as he stood up, he didn't see any movement of this monster, the hand of the cutting saint that fell from the sky was directly crushed!

"fertile……?"

Ye Xiaotian was stunned, looking at the scene in the distance in disbelief.

That holy martial art was shattered by a phantom?

no power,

Without Shengwei, it is just a virtual image, right? An imaginary image that can be condensed from too much emptiness!

But this virtual image...

Why is it not only true, but also more real than a holy image?

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Xiaotian stared blankly at the person behind him. He couldn't understand, but he was greatly shocked. He could only think that it had something to do with Gu Jianxiu from the sharp sword intent all over the monster's body.

"This is the first level of 'Heart Sword Technique', under the eyes of gods and Buddhas." Xiao Kongtong swallowed his saliva and responded with difficulty.

"The current God and Buddha?" Ye Xiaotian continued to be dumbfounded.

He had heard of this before, even when he was spying on the battle in the eight palaces that day, he had seen the eight masters use it, it was this style, beheading seven hundred white clothes, shattering Gou Wuyue's will to keep people.

But at that time, even if it was the eight gods, the "image" visualized by the gods and Buddhas was far less than the "monster" that appeared in the distance at this moment, it was shocking!

"Whose god and Buddha is this?" Ye Xiaotian became nervous, if it's a friend, it's fine, if it's an enemy...

He didn't dare to think about it.

If there was such a monster among the enemies, he felt that Xu Xiaoshou would not need to be rescued, and he could just run away while there was still time, maybe he could save half of his life.

"It's not an enemy..." Xiao Kongtong knew what Ye Xiaotian was thinking, and said a little excitedly, "This is Mr. Myren's current god!"

Mr. Myself?

Ye Xiaotian couldn't react to this title for a while.

But soon, he thought of a title—Seven Sword Immortals, Meijiren.

"Is it that old senior of your ancient sword cultivator?"

"Yes, that's him!"

Laughing Kongtong clenched the turbulent sack on his shoulders and said excitedly:

"The teacher once said that in terms of will, even he may not be able to compare with his own husband."

"Because Mr. Jiren is practicing the way of enlightenment. As a teacher, he learns the new by reviewing the past. It can be said that Mr. Jiren is making progress all the time."

"He has really achieved the goal of 'going across the world with a broad mind and cultivating the way of swords alone'."

"Have you seen, Mr. Jiren's 'mind image', this is his real body..."

Xiao Kongtong pointed at the monster in the distance, talking about swords, his eyes were bright.

"There are nine colorful and illusory clothes, and the body is full of mortals to see the decay of love. The ghost resists the building and worships thousands of times, and the Qingwuer sword is carried in the palm of the hand. Poorness and silence are nourished in the heart, and the outer body is as decayed as an old tree. The four seas are filled with knowledge and I mean, how can I teach others to know the truth?"

At this very moment, the dignified elder brother of Sanyue Xiancheng pulled up Ye Xiaotian's sleeves, as excited as a child seeing his favorite toy, incoherent.

"That's it! That's what the teacher said! Ye Xiaotian, did you see it? Did you see it?!"

"..."

Ye Xiaotian was stunned for a while, only to feel that a crow floated by in the sky and squeezed out six drops of feces.

"I saw it." He took Kongtong's hand away without leaving a trace, "But, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

"Rotten wood! Stupid!" Laughing Kongtong cursed, "You layman, I'm playing the piano to a cow, I'm so mad!"

At this moment, he wished he could pull those people from Shenyue Immortal City over, and open their eyes to what is meant by a real "God and Buddha"!

"Nine Great Swordsmanship, are you blind? You have never eaten pork, so you must have seen pigs run away!" Laughing Kongtong was so angry that he even forgot to respect his teacher.

Ye Xiaotian didn't care, the strong are respected, he really can't beat Xiao Kongtong at this stage.

After a superficial explanation, he glanced at the monster in the distance again, and finally realized the meaning of the strange words that Kongtong just laughed at.

Not to mention, he knows the nine great swordsmanship.

Looking at it this way now, we can really find traces on that monster.

"What do you mean, Mr. Jiren's 'image' includes the nine great swordsmanship?" Ye Xiaotian couldn't help swallowing, a little in disbelief.

"Exactly!" Smiling Kongtong nodded heavily, "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it, Mr. Jiren has also mastered the nine swordsmanship, this is definitely the ability he has nurtured over the years, he understands them all! "

Ye Xiaotian's scalp felt numb for a moment.

Doesn't this mean that Mei Jiren and Ba Zunfan are at the same level?

"Mr. Myself... how is it compared to your teacher?" Ye Xiaotian asked.

Xiao Kongtong suppressed his excitement and frowned, not knowing what to say.

"You can't even compare with your teacher?" Ye Xiaotian was shocked when he saw this, so after all, the eight masters are just a junior, can't compare with the hardcore senior?

"Kendo, that's not how it compares..." Xiao Kongtong said after deliberation.

"Then what about just the 'Gods and Buddhas'?" Ye Xiaotian thought about what he saw from the eight statues in the eight palaces, compared with the current one, and felt that he already had the answer.

Smiling, Kongtong thought sideways, and said for a long time: "Based on your cognition, it is naturally the teacher's 'God Buddha', which cannot compare to my own husband's."

Ye Xiaotian raised his brows: "What do you mean by 'according to my knowledge'?"

Xiao Kongtong laughed, and said confidently: "Because you don't know, and the world doesn't know either... Teacher's Heart Sword Art is not ordinary Heart Sword Art at all!"

"How to say?"

"The twenty-one famous sword, have you heard of it?"

"Hmm~"

"The famous sword Tianjie, have you heard of it?"

"Hmm~"

Laughing Kongtong lowered his voice, he didn't want to say it at first, but he couldn't get used to people underestimating his teacher, so he said in a low voice: "Teacher's 'Looking Buddha' can change by watching people, and can also 'understand'!"

Ye Xiaotian:? ? ?

Laughing at Kongtong's inconspicuous language, he put the back of his left hand on his right lip and said without turning his head: "Famous swords have multiple heavenly solutions, no matter how ignorant you are, you should have heard of it, right?"

Ye Xiaotian's eyeballs popped out, this damn...

What do you mean?

What else do you want to say?

Smiling, the corners of Kongtong's lips curled up, and he said cheerfully, "Teacher's 'God of the Eyes' can solve three stages of heaven, I have seen it with my own eyes!"

Ye Xiaotian:!

!

"You are joking?"

"Oh, why did I lie to you? This is a secret, you must not spread it." Xiao Kongtong felt that his mouth was wide open again, and immediately tied the chain on his mouth, and decided to keep silent.

Ye Xiaotian felt his head explode.

He recalled the masked man who broke his arm in Tiansang Linggong.

I thought that the profound meaning of space was complete, no matter how strong the eight masters are, they can try to pass it now, right?

But now...

"Huh~"

Ye Xiaotian let out a long sigh of relief, tried to relax himself, only felt that what Sang Lao said was right, Zang Nian lived in Tiansang Ling Palace, the situation really became smaller.

He still didn't believe in evil, so he tried his best to ask finally: "Are all of you ancient sword cultivators so perverted? Are all gods and Buddhas capable of understanding?"

"No, no, no..." Smiling Kongtong immediately waved his hands, "In the whole world, there are only two people who can do it."

"Oh?" Ye Xiaotian's mind was balanced a lot, but soon began to tremble again, looked up and down the guy in front of him, and said suspiciously, "So you can block the half-holy ten breath, that's why?"

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Kongtong smiled a little flattered, but quickly shook his head, "You misunderstood, I'm not so strong yet, I can't even compare with my husband, let alone grasp the divine solution of the current gods and Buddhas?"

"Then the other person?" Ye Xiaotian was startled, and then looked at the monster in the distance, thinking, "It's so terrifying, can it evolve again?"

"Not Mr. Myself."

Laughing Kongtong didn't hold back any more, he said firmly, "The head of the Seven Sword Immortals, Mr. Yutu!"

Ye Xiaotian was silent.

He suddenly felt powerless.

There are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. It is really not just talk.

It turns out that the consummation of the profound meaning of space does not mean that it can directly defeat and kill Taixu.

As far as we know so far, there are so many Taixus who can defeat the Half-Saint, and my mere Space Profound Truth is not worthy of lifting shoes.

"Have you been hit?" Laughing Kongtong looked at him.

"A little bit, I should have been more than that..." Ye Xiaotian rarely confessed that he really felt that he had wasted too much time. If there was no such thing as Void Island, he might waste more time in the future.

Smiling, Kongtong patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, senior, what you have mastered, every step forward will be a qualitative leap, if you can achieve Taixu and tear up the semi-sage, isn't it all right?"

Ye Xiaotian rolled his eyes, why do these words sound weird, are you mocking me?

"Let's go, Mr. Jiren must be Xu Xiaoshou's backer left by the teacher. With him here, we may not need to make a move, just hold the line." Xiao Kongtong stepped forward.

The stone giant was about to catch up again. If it wasn't for the flood of holy power here, which made them afraid, the two of them wouldn't have time to stop and chat right now.

"Press the formation..."

Ye Xiaotian followed along, but smiled wryly in his heart.

Mr. Jiren is so strong, the two of them... Bah! What is he doing, it's a joke to go.

"Don't be depressed!" Xiao Kongtong's smile was still bright, "'My generation of sword cultivators, I will go forward indomitably', this sentence is given to you, not just for fun."

"Furthermore..." He paused, "Isn't there still me here?"

Pointing at his own face, he smiled and said, "With Mister Jiren here, we may not have to take action, but the price of my action is too high. If I don't do it, I will be able to calm down the semi-sage. What do you think?" He winked.

Ye Xiaotian: "..."

Eat with your face!

Sometimes he really thinks, are the eight masters so magical? It's a person with such a face that can be a single man, and ten thousand people can't open it?

This is true for Xu Xiaoshou, and it is also true for Xiao Kongtong.

"I still have a question..." Ye Xiaotian stopped suddenly as he looked at the figure in front of him who stopped talking and walked away with a sack on his shoulders.

"Say." Laughing Kongtong stopped and looked sideways.

Ye Xiaotian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and pushed his mouth forward. After all, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked: "The front is in such a mess, and you have seen it... Now, how tall are you left?"

After laughing Kongtong stunned, he smiled again, grinning with big white teeth on his dirty face, and responded as before.

"Ten breaths are said, ten breaths... I'm not lying."

After saying that, step forward and never look back.

Ye Xiaotian finally closed his eyes heavily.

He had expected that this question might irritate himself, but he couldn't help it.

Because after seeing the monster in the distance, he only felt that the time he could hold on was probably even worse than Teng Shanhai.

Not at all!

It's ridiculous that Kongtong still responds like this!

"Ten breaths of laughter?" Ye Xiaotian shook his head and sighed, and suddenly laughed, "You really hit me mercilessly, all the time, all the time!"

...

battlefield.

Broken, crumbling, messy... These are the pronouns for the current battlefield.

The holy statue confronted the current gods and Buddhas, and before they could make a move, shock waves visible to the naked eye exploded in the void layer by layer, flooding thousands of miles away.

The earth shattered and the space collapsed, just like the end of the world.

Xu Xiaoshou is still struggling.

When he saw that Jiang Buyi's hand of the saint was thundering loudly and raining lightly, and was directly crushed by his master's move, he realized that something was wrong.

"My structure is small, and my vision is also narrow. I actually use the ordinary Taixu I have dealt with before to measure this battle between Mr. Myren and the semi-sacred Jiang Buyi."

"In this world, if Taixu wants to fight a half-sage, there are indeed some ways."

"And below the semi-saint, it is not only by drinking the holy blood that you can fight against the holy power..."

Xu Xiaoshou hid far away, looking at Mr. Jiren, who had completely crushed the semi-sage Jiang Buyi after smashing the hand of the tailor, and felt that he had realized something, but it seemed that he had not realized anything.

"Is it an illusion?"

"Mr. Jiren's intentions are too strong. He obviously has no holy power, but he feels that he can crush the semi-saint to death in a second?"

"No matter how strong Keyi is, what's the use? The objective facts are in front of you, Jiang Buyi is a proper semi-holy! If I can kill with willpower, I can stand a little longer, can't I also destroy the semi-holy?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, he knew that there was no upper limit to his anger.

But he still feels that his "will" is a little different from the "will" shown by Mr. Jiren at this moment.

"What is it?"

"I seem to have learned this kind of thing before, but why... can't remember?"

Before he could get an answer from himself, Jiang Buyi, who was in the midst of the battle, spoke out.

"I see……"

After he came to a sudden, he looked at the gods and Buddhas who were vicious behind Mei Jiren, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"I originally thought that the eight masters were the leaders in the way of swordsmanship, and they could combine with refining spirits to get out of the shackles of the previous era."

"I never thought of your own way, compared to it, it's not too much!"

Jiang Buyi looked at the glimmer of swordsmanship gathered around the gods and Buddhas in front of him, took a deep breath, and there was a strong jealousy in his eyes:

"The body and the mind, the mind and the breath, turning the intangible into tangible, changing abstraction into concrete, imagined from fantasy, in this world..."

"Unexpectedly, the old guy can keep up with the trend of the times. In this regard, it seems that this saint is very backward."

With a fixed gaze, Jiang Buyi raised his eyes and asked:

"The ability to resist the holy power without losing the wind... If this saint's prediction is good, this is your Meiji's 'True Spiritual Mind', right?"

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