I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Mutually……

What?

Come to 'Shou Ye' again?

The hole card of the eight masters, is it me again? !

Xu Xiaoshou almost spat out a mouthful of blood, stood there until his face turned purple, and finally turned around holding his fan and left.

"You play, I will not accompany you."

"Hey, don't!" Aunt Xiang hurriedly stood up, "You don't want your 'Peerless Genius' anymore?"

"As long as I don't wade into the muddy water, why do I need so many people? Now the configuration of the first floor in the sky is enough."

"Then what about your master, did you make thorough preparations for killing the holy mountain?"

Click.

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the doorknob and stopped in his tracks.

This door is so heavy that even the "strong" who is comparable to the Holy Body can't push it open.

I have to say, Aunt Xiang's words pierced Xu Xiaoshou's heart.

In the old days, "When I am on the throne, I dare to go up to the holy mountain with my sword", now it seems that it is a joke!

It is far from enough to rely on the strength of one person.

The hall of the Holy Spirit is too huge, and even the eight gods need foreign help before they dare to blow the horn of attack.

Even if I go up with all my passive skills, my state is fully ignited, my limit is explosive, and I can't fight two or three semi-sages to death, I can't be a ten-seat-level semi-sage, like Jiang Buyi.

What about the rest?

If the five great families of saint emperors are really going to be mobilized, there are at least five saint emperors on the surface alone, right?

And the council of ten people gathered together casually, and they could gather ten half-sages who far surpassed Jiang Buyi.

Behind them, there are also the semi-holy families who have always been in the position of the Holy God Hall from the beginning to the end. Even if the quality is Jiang Buyi, the quantity is enough.

The third patriarch of the white veins and the black dragon, the devil emperor, add a seal to Yujin, and barely make up five holy emperor cards.

The five crippled saint emperors, each of which is in a bad state, can be counted even if they are rounded up, and they can stand up to the enemy saint emperors.

The rest of the "Jiang Buyi" in the Temple of the Holy God will be digested by Meisiren, Yu Mo and other cutting-edge combat forces.

Ba Zunfan also converted him into a holy emperor, but he can't end easily, he has to keep an eye on the variables on the other side, right?

Otherwise, wouldn't he have become Dao Qiongcang on the Void Island who can be manipulated by anyone?

Are these enough?

Still not enough, far from enough!

No matter what, Xu Xiaoshou can launch a general attack if he doesn't have all the pieces together, killing the super combat power of the holy mountain.

The Guizhe Holy Mountain, which hangs outside Yujing City and floats in the sky, is so small and yet so huge.

Just by looking at it, little by little, a little by little, one becomes overwhelmed.

But maybe this "Kirin" can be held down, and the delicately balanced balance is like adding a weight to one's own side, which can tilt slightly...

Xu Xiaoshou turned around and said seriously: "Let's talk about the details, castles in the air, accidents are too easy."

Aunt Xiang turned her worry into a smile, and suddenly understood the importance of sleeveless in this young man's heart:

"It's best if you are willing to talk, but don't put too much pressure on it."

"The Eight Masters and the water ghost are full of praise for you. They say that you have completed at least half of the tasks that should have been in the water ghost's operation on Void Island."

"And when you finished these things, the Four Divine Pillars hadn't been opened yet, so you relied entirely on your own ability."

Aunt Xiang patted her huge chest and solemnly assured:

"Perhaps it sounds to you that the Bazun said they believed in you and asked you to be the master, because they wanted to tease you and make fun of you."

"But I've known him for so long, I've never heard him praise anyone like this, even if it's a joke... oh, except Shenyi."

After a pause, Aunt Xiang shook her head and corrected herself: "No, it should be said that he never jokes, even if it sounds like it."

"Praised, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshouben almost smiled, and replied "Really?" After seeing the information board, he quickly regained consciousness as if pouring cold water.

"Stop bragging." He went back to the table and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, "When will you act?"

"Just for a few days, I'm ready anytime." Aunt Xiang was clearly prepared, "What about you?"

"I can't, I have to prepare."

Xu Xiaoshou had just received the Heavenly Ancestor's inheritance, and was rushed to Yougui Pavilion like a duck on a shelf.

As a result, many of the spoils he won after the first battle on Void Island have not yet been digested.

The holy medicine, dragon apricot, and dragon blood of Miracle Forest, all kinds of treasures, people, insights, and even the biggest passive value...

It's not working yet!

He desperately needs a small enclosed space right now.

Before he entered, he was Xu Xiaoshou, and after he came out, he could become Xu Xiaoshou, and his combat power more than doubled in ancient books.

"Then Auntie will give you time to prepare well. By the way, do you need something to vent?" Aunt Xiang asked.

"A vent?"

"For example, Ah Yao."

"...No need!"

"Oh, so it's not this kind of preparation." Aunt Xiang thoughtfully, staring at the slightly embarrassed sick man, said with a smile:

"I'm not teasing you, Auntie has already hired you for the person on the first floor in the sky, so you don't need to think about it."

"They will enter the city one after another in a few days, and when the time comes, they will meet you in secret. Tell me who you need."

"You are very dangerous recently, pay attention, even if you have a good disguise."

Xu Xiaoshou was surprised, my people can be invited in advance, you have prepared a bit too much!

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you are now the master, the second in command of the holy slave, and your status is even higher than that of me, a holy slave. It's my aunt's responsibility to take care of these trivial matters for you. Everything is for your convenience~"

"Well……"

"Okay, that's it. You don't have to think about the action, I will plan it. The old Taoist Saobao is very busy recently, and maybe the worst outcome we expected will not happen. Tell your aunt when you are ready."

"good."

So cool!

This kind of feeling that someone takes care of the trivial but has to pay attention to the small things is so cool, and finally there is no need for one person to cover everything.

But having said that, when will my Li Fugui arrive? It is impossible for Aunt Xiang to dig it up and say...

The first floor in the sky also needs such a character who can endure hardships...

"This room is reserved for you, don't worry, it's absolutely safe." Aunt Xiang acted vigorously, and after finalizing the matter, she got up and was about to leave:

"Again, if you need anything, just talk to Auntie, don't be shy."

"Attention, anything is fine, including Ah Yao~"

"Suggested, passive value, +1."

Why can't you leave Ah Yao with three sentences...Xu Xiaoshou's head was getting bigger, and he was about to wave his hands to chase people away, when he remembered something:

"By the way, don't leave yet, tell me about old man Sang, what did you mention, Fenqin?"

Xu Xiaoshou's impression of Sang Lao still stays in front of the Eight Palaces, and stays on those things that seem to be nothing, but when I think about it now, they are very contradictory:

The vice-principal of Tiansang Linggong, who resigned as the dean because of beating the students of the Linggong Palace, was able to force back the night attack of the masked eight gods for the students of the Linggong Palace.

Knowing that he is the second-in-command of the Holy Slave, his strength feels very mismatched, even Taixu can barely reach - the gods behind him are also ten seats, and Cenqiaofu is the legendary Taixu who was killed overnight!

But if you want to say that Sang is old and weak, he improved the second generation of Che Shennian and created the Sleeveless Chijiao Hand. He is also one of the four sons of the Holy Palace, with amazing talent, and has an ambiguous relationship with Jin Zhao.

It was later learned that Sang Lao's strength fluctuated because of the damage to his foundation in the battle with Gou Wuyue, but even Gou Wuyue couldn't do it, how did he become the second in command of the holy slave?

This Mrs. Sang is contradictory.

But if you ask him, he won't say, and he can't ask now; ask Ba Zun Fan, but Ba Zun Fan doesn't bother to answer.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the only person who could give him the answer was this Aunt Xiang who was also a half-slave in the previous era.

"You mean Fenqin?" Aunt Xiang looked back.

"Yes, this is the name of his power in the Central Territory?" Xu Xiaoshou broke his head and couldn't figure out why Sang Lao could come up with the word "Fenqin", but he took it for granted.

After all, burning the piano is a rude thing in itself, and it really suits him very well.

"You don't know anything?"

"Basically don't know."

"Good guy, Ba Zunyou is really lazy..." Aunt Xiang came back to pace, sat down and said, "Then Auntie, let me explain to you."

Xu Xiaoshou showed a respectful expression.

"In your Eastern Territory, Saint Slave Sleeveless may be famous."

"But in Zhongyu, about sixteen or seventeen years ago, at that time, it wasn't the 'sleeveless' who were famous, but the 'five evil men'."

Five evil men... Xu Xiaoshou chewed on this word, feeling that he might have interpreted "Fenqin" a little too much, maybe what Sang wanted was the literal meaning of rudeness.

"There are three mountains in the central region, and the four mausoleums of Guizhe and Heting Mountain."

"You should know the first two. Although the latter one is not as famous as before, it was also listed as one of the three mountains sixteen or seventeen years ago."

"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou played the role of an audience very well.

"Heting Mountain was originally the third highest mountain in the central region, a land of exquisite beauty. All parties and factions wanted to fight for it. In the end, they fought back and forth without success, so it became a famous mountain without an owner."

"There are many casual cultivators on the mountain, each of them is extremely powerful, and Taixu has them. They don't like to join the sect, so they often gather on the top of the mountain to discuss Taoism and compete in martial arts, and each strives to improve his cultivation."

"On a certain day decades ago, I don't remember the exact time. Anyway, the five guys went up the mountain and beat everyone up."

"Uh." Xu Xiaoshou felt that such inexplicable things could indeed be done by Sang Lao.

"Those five guys are extremely powerful, but each has a weird temper."

"They can't get used to the people on the mountain who are arty, drinking and composing poems, and the cultivators are too late to compete in martial arts. They look like soft eggs, so what they do is deadly."

"The people on the mountain were crippled and dead, and finally scattered like birds and beasts... Oh, it's worth mentioning that, at that time, your master and the eight masters were already at odds with each other."

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful.

This refers to the people on the mountain, and the eight gods are scolding, right?

"The reputation of the 'Five Fiends' spread quickly. No one knows the real names of these five people, they are only called by their code names."

"One is 'burning the qin and boiling the crane', the other is 'washing the feet in the clear spring', and there are three more, 'Rising the building with the mountain behind', 'sipping tea with the flowers' and 'drinking the way under the pine'."

It is true that there are enough disturbing and rude ones, as expected of you, old man Sang...Xu Xiaoshou wanted to laugh a little: "What happened next?"

"Heting Mountain belongs to everyone, how could it be occupied by the five gangsters like this?"

"For fame, for war, or for the mountain, in short, time and time again, a large number of masters gathered outside, including sects, families, and descendants of Taixu forces, and began to attack the mountain."

Aunt Xiang shook her head and sighed, tsk tsk in surprise:

"No one can beat the Five Guys, not at all!"

"The gang of Taoists and Taixu have changed from being elegant to being vile and vulgar. They have used all kinds of wheel battles, group battles, and attrition wars, but they are still beaten to the brim and fled in despair."

"The reputation of the five guys has been greatly shaken. This time, they are so rampant that they are going to challenge the heroes of the world. As long as they dare to climb the mountain and can defeat them, they can join the winner's sect!"

"However, after several years, no one has succeeded. The five evil men have completely spread their names to the Five Regions, and Heting Mountain has a real master... At its peak, the name of Heting is no worse than the other two mountains."

"Some people say that the Shaqing Five are only a half-sage away from a half-sage. When the opportunity comes, they can go there at any time. At that time, there will be a holy place for casual cultivators no less than Guizhe Sacred Mountain and Siling Mountain!"

"The hall of the Holy Spirit was alarmed and wanted to recruit, but was beaten away by the five gangsters."

Can it still be like this?

Xu Xiao was startled, how dare he?

Aunt Xiang read his thoughts, and said with a smile: "The five evildoers only show affection and do not cause trouble. It is impossible for the Temple of the Holy Spirit to make great efforts to exterminate them. Heting Mountain is also a mountain without an owner."

That's it... Xu Xiaoshou felt that there should be a "but", and said: "Let's start turning!"

Aunt Xiang rolled her eyes, but didn't say much, took the wine glass from Xu Xiaoshou, and continued:

"At that time, Old Gou was still in his prime, full of vigor and vigor."

"Become the Seven Sword Immortals, join the Hall of the Holy God, take down the position of the ruler in white clothes as an outsider, and wipe out almost all the dark forces in the Central Territory."

"He is very crazy, once he was comparable to the eight masters, but at that time he was not crazy, who is crazy?"

old dog...

Is this Aunt Xiang's nickname for Gou Wuyue? Sure enough, everyone is the same.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded and did not speak, and continued to listen. He vaguely remembered that Sang Lao's Dao Foundation was damaged because of the battle with Gou Wuyue.

"Baiyi is responsible for eliminating the dark forces in the mainland... At that time, there were no holy slaves, or the holy slaves were completely hidden under the water, and no one knew about it."

"The old dog is targeting another organization. No one knows its name or what it is doing."

"However, the gray zone and the dark zone in the central region have all been eradicated, and it seems that all the big and small things that happened after that will always be manipulated by an invisible hand, and eventually lead to a situation that is very unfavorable to the Holy Spirit Hall. "

"If the Temple of the Holy Spirit is the Lord of Light on the mainland, then this invisible hand that took root in the Central Territory, took back all the gray wings, and sucked the blood of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, is the Lord of Darkness. "

"This is the hand and this force that Lao Gou focused on. After many attempts and hard work, he worked hard to get the name of the hand."

"People in the dark world call it 'sleeveless'!"

Here it comes...Xu Xiaoshou didn't expect Old Man Sang to have such a past, and to integrate the dark world of Central Region?

"In order to catch Wuxiu, Lao Gou put down all other things and devoted himself to this."

"He arrested people, interrogated them, and tracked them down, but time and time again, he wasted money, money, and things. He was punished by the Temple of the Holy Spirit, and the image of the ruler in white began to plummet."

"But he has completely become the dog of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, or he has gone completely crazy for this invisible opponent, and he is still chasing him, refusing to give up."

It's understandable for sword repairers...Xu Xiaoshou could imagine Gu Jianxiu's feelings after facing an invisible opponent but failed repeatedly. Gou Wuyue was definitely not reconciled, let alone give up.

"Wuxiu has repeatedly played tricks on the old dog, but as long as this nail is there, he will be hindered everywhere, bumping into walls repeatedly, and the risk of action will increase again and again, and the cost will increase again and again."

"If things go on like this, it's only a matter of time before being found out. After realizing this, Wuxie found an opportunity to sell a flaw."

"These two people who are full of sinful fate have met!"

Xu Xiaoshou was moved, but did not interrupt, and Aunt Xiang went on to say:

"The war was on the verge of breaking out, but there was no result."

"The ambush set by Wuxiu can't trap the high-spirited sword fairy. If Laogou breaks through in front of the battle, if he doesn't have a semi-holy personality, he can be canonized immediately."

"He has disabled one person! Mark it for you!"

Aunt Xiang paused and said:

"Wuxiu too knows how to deal with Gu Jianxiu. He started from his Dao heart, started from Lao Gou's 'No Desire to Make a Sword' by half a step, and retreated while fighting, temporarily avoiding the edge."

"But with a few words, he said that the Temple of the Holy Spirit has become the biggest shackle that traps freedom, and it is also the root that Lao Gou can't break through."

"Wu Xiu couldn't kill Lao Gou, and Lao Gou couldn't keep Wu Xiu. The war ended, and the two became each other's demons."

Aunt Xiang sighed a little, put her hands in her hands, and looked at her eyes: "Both of them are geniuses, they are evenly matched, they really match each other!"

Uh, did you focus on the wrong thing...Xu Xiaoshou asked:

"and after?"