I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Osmanthus folds the holy mountain.

Streams of light flew from everywhere and landed at the foot of the mountain, all kinds of colors.

One by one, they suppressed the fluctuations of their spiritual energy, jumped on the rocks, and climbed the mountain at high speed.

Among them, there are mountain guards, Guixiu masters, people in white clothes, people in red clothes, people from the six tribes, and holy guards...

The Guizhe Holy Mountain hanging upside down in the sky is like countless fleas, jumping to the peak quickly, it is really spectacular.

"Quick! Quick!"

"I heard that today is a big deal. I haven't seen the holy mountain so lively for a long time."

"Speaking of what happened, the old man was just called back from the Southern Region..."

"Senior in red? You have guarded the space of another dimension all year round. I don't know if it's normal. I heard that the people above are about to change their blood."

"Oh? Big change, how big is it?"

"It's almost equivalent to reshuffle the cards!"

"ah?"

"No, no, senior in red, don't listen to his nonsense. The version that the boy heard is that the chief of the Taoist Palace resigned, and he wants to change the palace master!"

"Hiss! Such a big thing? Are you sure?"

"Why can so many people be called to witness today? How many years has there been no grand event in the holy mountain? It is not easy to come this time."

"It seems that the Six Departments are going to be replaced. Our chief executive has disappeared... It's been a long time since we disappeared, and many actions can't be carried out normally. This time we must formally appoint acting chief executives."

"Heh, it's all right, you can be reappointed. The first head of our Spirit Department fought on Void Island. I heard that he didn't die, but because of his father, he hasn't come back yet. This has become the whole city. The laughing stock of the Holy Mountain."

"Hahaha, Yu Lingdi is really ridiculous. I don't know if the future development of the Lingbu will be affected. The Great Demon King is not only alive, but also joins the Holy Slave. I never expected it."

"Hey, have you heard that after the Battle of Sky City, there is only one survivor left in the first part of the Six Parts, and that is Wang Dahammer! Some people say that he got the news in advance and didn't participate in it, so he saved his life."

"No way, how did I hear that he was lucky enough to be in charge of the affairs outside the Yunlun Mountains, so he wasn't caught in the Guyin Cliff?"

"Hush, the survivors are climbing over there, you are too loud..."

Amidst the noisy discussion by his ears, the short, hunchbacked old man Wang Dachui climbed the mountain in silence.

He originally liked to joke, had a quick temper, and often quarreled with Teng Shanhai when nothing happened.

But the current silence has been with Wang Dachui for more than a month.

Maybe others are still not sure, but as the head of the six films, the exact information he got was that all his former companions were gone.

Without exception!

Yi, Teng Shanhai, and Ye Xiao died in battle...

Yu Lingdi is missing...

Situ Yong died.

These are just six, not counting the half saints who fell in that battle from the top of the Holy Spirit Hall.

Comrades outside the front line can still joke while climbing, but Wang Dachui can no longer laugh.

These war damage orders were taken out and said it was nothing, just a few people, to the Holy Mountain, it was nothing.

However, Wang Dachui knew that this was the heaviest loss for the Holy Spirit Hall in recent decades.

Even he could tell that this big change in the top management was definitely not normal.

That was Dao Qiongcang preparing for the next battle, and he was the first son of the situation of life and death.

The rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building!

It is conceivable how dangerous it will be next.

"winter!"

Carrying a sledgehammer, he jumped to the top of the holy mountain.

Looking around, more than half of the people in white clothes, red clothes, and six departments have assembled, arranged in an orderly manner, and chatting and laughing happily.

All of you here are top-notch individuals, each with their own arrogance.

When the ten-member discussion group was not out, they continued to point out the country and talk about it, up to the top ten seats, down to the new Seven Swords Immortals, commenting on their heads and feet, how pleasant it is!

Wang Dachui withdrew his gaze and lowered his waist.

He recalled the scene when he first entered the East Heavenly King City at night.

When the teleportation channel opened, Ye Xiao, Yi, Teng Shanhai, Situ Yongren, and Rao Yaoyao all filed out, each in high spirits.

The Seven Swords Immortals led the first seat of the six films to support the war in the Eastern Region. Who didn't go home with the mentality of playing and going home?

—all dead!

If it wasn't for being on Guyinya at that time, I took the task of Rao Yaoyao, turned my head and went out to search for "Yellow Spring".

Perhaps today, I will also become one of the protagonists in their discussion stories.

"Laugh……"

Wang Dachui didn't care about the ridicule of the survivors around him.

He already knew how powerful his opponent was, and these people were still in the dark, not yet sober.

Today they can still laugh, and tomorrow they go to the front line, hoping to be happy and at ease.

"The first seat?"

"I've seen the first seat!"

"See the first seat!

"

Only the team belonging to the body department saw their first boss arrive, saluted solemnly, and greeted the only boss who showed up in advance of the six departments.

The surrounding discussions became less loud, but not too small.

The members of the other five divisions who have lost their respective heads have no leader, and their spirits and spirits are like a mess of sand.

But there is still light in their eyes.

It's just that the light doesn't point to the sky, but only to guess the identity of the new head.

Some people joked that "I can go up too", guessing that they will be lucky in the future, and the first position will hit themselves?

What's more, they planned the meals after the holy mountain event, and reminisced about the long-lost Zhongyu beauty.

The warm wind is intoxicating, and the cinnamon is crispy to the bone.

Yujing is still prosperous, and Yashi is still full of lips.

Wang Dachui was one of them before. After scanning around this time, he silently looked away and looked at the majestic Shenghuan Hall on the jade steps.

"Dao Qiongcang, how do you rely on these people to defeat the Saint Slave?"

...

The shadow of the sun slanted to the west, and everyone gathered together.

In Shenghuan Hall, accompanied by the sound of "squeak", the laurel wood wheelchair was greeted, and five figures stepped out.

"coming!"

"The ten-member council! This is the first time I've been to the holy mountain, and it's the first time I've seen you... Well, why are there only six figures?"

"Palace Master Dao! The leader is Palace Master Dao. Sure enough, he is immortal and powerful, with amazing talent and appearance!"

"Emperor Cangsheng is here, so is the Evil Sin Bow?"

"And Killing God is not crazy... Hey, I haven't seen this man for a long time."

"Lord Jiu Ji is so beautiful!"

"Kunpeng Divine Envoy Yulao! And Elemental Envoy Zhong Yuanzi! It's been a long time since I saw this..."

"What about the rest?"

Until the six figures settled down one by one on the jade steps, everyone couldn't wait for the four people behind, each of them was suspicious.

It was Rao Yaoyao. Someone heard that she was beheaded by the new generation of holy slaves in the Yunlun Mountains, but they still didn't believe it.

These rumors can only be listened to when Shengshan officially announces his obituary.

"Everyone!"

Dressed in black and white, the majestic Dao Qiongcang held Tianji Siman in his hand, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers withered on the holy mountain square, and everyone stopped smiling.

There was a sense of mourning in the air.

Everyone's hearts sank, and they didn't dare to smile anymore, realizing that this grand event might not be about the appointment of a new official who is in full swing, but the keynote should be sadness?

Osmanthus fills the east of the Guizhu holy mountain, and floats into the dim screen candle field.

Under the skinny broken willow, there is an ancient table that has been in ashes for many years, a dim lamp that flickers on and off, and a pockmarked ghost sword.

The shadow of the flickering candle reflected a figure in the lake who was no longer paralyzed under Broken Liuxia, but was slowly getting up.

He was like an old man, his movements were as slow as a turtle's speed, but he finally got up, and finally leaned all his strength on the broken willow.

Hua Changdeng slowly turned his head, expressionless, looking in the direction of Shenghuan Hall.

During the whole process, he didn't make a sound.

The ghost hunter on the ancient table was slightly shocked, but there was a faint cry of a sparrow, as if celebrating something.

Hua Changdeng didn't care, and noticed something after looking sideways, the corner of his lips slightly lifted, slowly raised his hand, and touched it lightly.

"How many years..."

God worships on the willow, and finally spits out new green.

...

"This is an apology."

"I, Dao Qiongcang, will announce one thing to you with my most sincere apologies and deepest sorrow:"

"In the battle between the city of the sky and the holy slave, the result is not as rumored that both losers. The truth is that we, the Temple of the Holy Spirit, lost everything!"

"We paid a heavy price for this."

"Among the six heads, Yi, Ye Xiao, and Teng Shanhai died, Situ Yong, the acting head of the Dao Department, was killed, and Yu Lingdi, the head of the Ling Department, disappeared, and there has been no news of it."

"In the ten-member council, the three emperors, Yan Wushi Shengyun, Tianji God Envoy No. 2 Shengyun, and the red-clothed ruler Rao Yaoyao Shengyun."

"In addition to this, the red-clothed, white-clothed, and holy guards who were transferred from various places to the Eastern Heavenly King City in the Eastern Territory to perform tasks in the Yunlun Mountains before the battle, died over a thousand and injured over ten thousand."

"Due to the counterattack of the dark forces in the First World War, countless comrades who guarded the five regions of the Holy Spirit Continent died, and countless!"

"Among them, there are young talents, some mature elders, some who are ready to fight, some who are about to retire, some who are alone, some who are married and start a business, some who are waiting for their lovers, and some whose parents are looking forward to..."

"because I!"

"Because of my dereliction of duty, they all died."

Dao Qiongcang closed his eyes heavily, bowed slowly, and bowed to the distant sky:

"sorry……"

Osmanthus folded the holy mountain, and there was no sound.

Everyone was struck by lightning, and couldn't believe the content of this apology-everything!

Although they are elites, they are only middle and high-level people. They only guard a certain place and live in a corner.

They heard a lot of gossip, but it was different.

The head of the Dao Department's Chuan Chuan Department is gone, and the head of the Anbu's Spirit Transfer Department is gone...

Within the six volumes, each has its own story, some say that Rao Yaoyao is gone, some say that Yan Wuse is gone...

It was passed around, and no one believed it.

I never thought about climbing the mountain today, and the opening speech of the Taoist Palace Master is all gone!

At a certain moment, the atmosphere on Guizhe Sacred Mountain was extremely suppressed, and it was about to explode like thunder.

But under the gaze of the saints on the high jade steps, there was no commotion.

Everyone finally realized.

During the war, all these information were suppressed in order not to shake the morale of the army.

If the information had exploded at that time, I am afraid that there would be no need for a fight, and everyone would be shocked.

But……

how could be?

This exaggerated death rate simply refreshed the history of Guizhe Holy Mountain!

Everyone's emotions fluctuated wildly, and finally the low-pitched discussion ended, all eyes were closed, and the Taoist Hall Master who fell back on the jade steps urgently needed an explanation.

After Dao Qiongcang bowed, he straightened up and sighed:

"We underestimated our opponents."

"We thought it was normal as usual, just a street mouse, everyone can hit it."

"But this time it's different, it's fundamentally different."

Dao Qiongcang took a breath:

"In the Central Territory, they are the 'Fenqin' of sixteen years ago, the blood leeches rooted under the holy mountain, and the kings of the underground world. Fortunately, they were pulled out by the white clothes."

"After being removed, the remaining tumors did not die. They infiltrated the various sect forces, hid themselves, and bred a 'tea house' again. Fortunately, the tea house was also removed by Baiyi a few years ago."

"But these are in the middle domain, where we have the most powerful power, what about the other four remote domains?"

Dao Qiong's eyes were a bit heavy:

"In the Eastern Territory, they are the Celestial City of the Moon, and they are the most concentrated force of Gu Jianxiu. We only discovered this cancer after the first battle in the Sky City. However, the general attack was launched a month ago, and it has not been eradicated so far."

"In the Southern Territory, they are sinful ghosts and beasts. They collude with various forces, reject justice, support darkness, and win over the semi-saints. The highest among them is the Holy Emperor!"

"In the Northern Territory, they infiltrated the Heavenly Alliance that resists the space of different dimensions. They have mastered the hometown of Qidu forbidden flower fragrance. Based on this, it is difficult for us to even step into the exploration, let alone launch an attack."

"In the Western Regions..."

Dao Qiongcang paused for a moment, his expression became darker:

"They have infiltrated the other four regions, and it is impossible for the Western Region to fall."

"But so far, we haven't even figured out what their incarnations are in the Western Regions."

"This is our enemy, Holy Slave!"

"This is the opponent we should pay attention to, the Eight Masters!"

On the top of the holy mountain, everyone's heart was shaken.

From burning the qin, to participating in the moon city, to the forces of ghosts and beasts, to the seven bans, and even to the unknown...

All the power that can penetrate, the eight masters have fully penetrated!

If he is not vigilant anymore, and continues to be a joke like before, will Sheng Yun be the norm in the future?

This time the enemy can even destroy Guizhe Sacred Mountain?

On the holy mountain, there was finally a sense of panic, and the three words "eight respected" turned into a kind of fear, lingering in the depths of everyone's mind.

The gentle township of Zhongyu, the tomb of idiots in Yujing.

No one is willing to give up the current prosperity, and no one is willing to accept a bloody battle that spans five domains.

But the war, unknowingly, sounded the horn...

Dao Qiongcang paused for a long time.

He didn't speak again until the panic reached its limit and seemed to ignite everything:

"Is Sheng Nu strong?"

"The holy slaves are very strong! Their first seat is the eight gods, and their peak combat power is pushing to the holy emperor."

"But are we weak?"

"We are not weak! The reason why the Battle of Sky City failed was only because of my leadership's negligence, which caused the general direction to go wrong, and my comrades died."

"For this reason, I have an inescapable responsibility."

"But we still have a council of ten people, and six departments, including red clothes, white clothes, holy guards, and the older generation, the Mesozoic generation, and the young who are about to wield their swords and have been hiding for many years..."

"We have the strongest shields and the sharpest spears. The comrades on the front line have fallen, and we have more and newer blood to replace them and take over their mission..."

"Fight!"

Dao Qiongcang's words directly emptied the gray haze on Guizhe Sacred Mountain.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!

"

In the excitement of the crowd, he shook his hand and stopped all the shouts.

"The enemy can kill us, but the enemy cannot defeat us."

"I will appoint a new generation of ten-member council, the head of the six divisions. This is my last order as the main hall master of the Holy Spirit Hall."

"I believe that they will surpass me, surpass me who has failed in my duty, and contribute the most absolute enthusiasm, passion, and even life of the new force to justice!"

"after this……"

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyes, and looked at Yuantian under the eyes of the saints who had a premonition that something was wrong and who were slightly shocked:

"For them, I must have an explanation!"

"I will step down as the head of the main hall of the Holy God Hall and be replaced by senior Zhong Yuanzi temporarily, and another election will be made later."

"And these, I will not participate in any more."

"Dead comrades, I can't save you, but this is my last apology, I'm sorry."

After Dao Qiongcang finished speaking, he bowed deeply again:

"The future of the Holy Spirit Hall is in your hands..."