I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

On this day, Yu Jingcheng remembered the fear of being dominated by giants decades ago.

The impact of "Divine Broken Fist" set off a turmoil in everyone's minds. The three-headed and six-armed monster in the sky was bathed in divine light, just like at that time, trying to smash Guizhe Holy Mountain with one punch.

"Buzz!"

The stone slabs of the long streets in the southeast, northwest, and north of Yujing City were crushed by the force, but the long-buried heavenly patterns were lit up beneath them.

The Kyoto formation is the first to trigger.

It tried to imprison the giant and isolate it from Guizhe Sacred Mountain.

However, the three-headed and six-armed monster punched in the air, wrapped in a destructive force of death, and even the Dao was shattered.

The large formation in Kyoto only blocked the time of ten breaths...

"Boom!"

If the sky explodes fireworks, dots of crystal light will shatter into pieces.

These shattered Kyoto arrays of light criss-crossed in mid-air, forming strands of cobweb-like energy, trying to bind and pull back the monster's fist.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the silk thread was easily torn off!

The monster's punch seemed extremely slow, but it was because of the distance,

In fact, its power steadily pushed towards the holy mountain of Guizhe.

All the guards on the holy mountain raised their heads, without exception, they felt that the world was gradually filled with a fist, and there was nothing else in sight.

"What's this……"

This thing came too unexpectedly!

Not long ago, the holy mountain just held a grand event, and the weather was sunny and sunny.

In a blink of an eye, someone hit the holy mountain?

For people who have lived on the holy mountain for a long time, isn't this more unbelievable than the sky falling?

"run--"

This extremely impactful fist of disaster temporarily made some people forget their duty to guard the mountain. It is a subconscious move to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

However, when they came back to their senses, they stopped, injected their own strength, and tried to activate the formation.

But staring at the fist tremblingly, everyone felt that they were waiting to die!

The holy mountain formation lit up instantly.

However, the giant moved, as if it had been expected, three heads protruded, five arms were stuck, and a gap in space was opened abruptly before the formation closed.

His destructive fist poked in from the huge gap.

"Shhhhhhhh..."

At the critical moment, the nine arrows held their tails and chased after the clouds!

It is too rare for the arrow of the evil bow to shoot nine arrows in a row!

The last time a similar situation happened, it was heard that a black dragon ran out from the Eastern Territory, and the Taoist Palace Master used the "Nine-Arrow Nail Array" to severely damage it.

This time, everyone looked up and saw that the arrows of the nine evil bows nailed the giant's three heads and five arms in an instant.

"It's done?"

Someone was pleasantly surprised, watching the giant being nailed backwards, feeling hopeful.

But the arrow of the remaining evil bow just touched the aftermath of the giant's fist, and it exploded with a bang.

"Totally unpinable!"

"Even Lord Cangsheng's sinful bow can't stop this punch?"

The goal of God and other Broken Fist is too clear.

——Crush as many creatures as possible in Shenghuan Hall and Guizhe Sacred Mountain encountered during the march!

But Ai Cangsheng broke with one arrow, and the remaining eight arrows were extraordinary.

It controlled the monster's body for a moment, and after that, the illusory but towering nine phases of laurel trees rose from the outer ring of Yujing City.

"Nine sacrifices to osmanthus!"

Nine osmanthus trees in different states rise from the sky, with intertwined forces.

In an instant, the entire city of Yujing seemed to be supported by the crown of the ancestral tree, glowing with the power of new life.

"Aw--"

The sound of dragon chant resounded from everywhere in the city.

At the right time, a lucky golden dragon gathered on the holy mountain, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the monster with three heads and six arms, except for that arm.

"laugh……"

After all, God's Broken Fist failed to land on Guizhe Sacred Mountain.

After all, that mountain is the center of the mainland, and there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are countless holy levels on it.

The arm and punch that lost the power supply of the body, like rootless duckweed, shattered under the sweeping light of the heavenly patterns of the holy mountain formation.

But everyone can see clearly.

It took less than half an hour for the energy on the fist to be digested by the holy mountain formation.

"call……"

At this point, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There are often people in Yujing City ostentatiously passing through the city, but such a scene of stepping on the giant city and bombing the holy mountain, counting the current one, has only happened twice in the past few decades.

Last time, he was the only reckless man among the ten seats. After being offended, he smuggled across the holy mountain alone, and almost went up the ladder recklessly. After being discovered, he was forced to flee in embarrassment by the saints, and had to hide in the city of the dead Buddha The god who continues life.

"This punch is a bit familiar..."

Some old people felt the aura fluctuations in Yujing City, as if they recalled something, but they couldn't be sure.

"But he's still locked up?"

"I heard that Lord Cangsheng is staring at him all the time, how could he come out?"

"Could it be that this time, it's his descendant?"

"After so many years, it is indeed possible that he has cultivated a little reckless man..."

Changle Street, inside the tea shop.

Xi turned pale, came to the table silently, and poured himself a cup of tea.

He was holding the teacup, and in the end he didn't drink it, but just dumped it on the ground.

"God also!"

At this point, Xi was able to confirm who the big bald man who had brought him a sense of oppression just now was.

Others may admit their mistakes, but it is impossible for him, the head of the different department, to admit his mistakes.

It is God!

That Shenyi, did he really come out from the corner of the cross street?

Otherwise, in the whole world, except for him who has no brains, even the eight masters don't have the guts to enter the holy mountain alone, right?

"However, if he is the real body, how could he be easily swallowed up by the Luck Golden Dragon?"

"It looks like a semi-holy incarnation, no, there is no fluctuation of holy power, but it looks like a..."

Xi thought for a long time, but couldn't find an appropriate adjective to describe Cai Shenyi's way of existence.

In the end, a "virtual image" popped up in his mind, and he was quickly rejected by shaking his head.

What a joke!

Looking at the completely shattered Changle Street and the corpses of his companions around him, Xi Jiujiu remained silent.

He recalled a conversation he had with his teacher when he was learning swords before:

"Teacher, at the same level, who can be said to have the strongest combat power on the mainland?"

"There is no strongest."

"and you?"

"I am not as good as the eight masters."

"Impossible! But I take it seriously. If you say so, then the Eight Masters are the strongest?"

"He can't talk about the 'most'."

"Ah? Who else can there be? Mr. Yutu? Although I haven't seen it before..."

"No, ten generations up and down are not as good as ten seats."

"That means the strongest comes from the ten seats, but not the ancient sword cultivator?"

"No, no one can afford the words 'the most powerful', but if you have to say it, there are three in a row."

"who?"

"Ling Cao, Sword Eight, and Martial God."

Xi was extremely surprised when he got this answer.

He still remembered that the teacher paused and then added, "Under the same realm, if all the restrictions are lifted."

These three people were all restricted, and each had their own reasons, which Xi knew.

He asked again: "The same realm, the restriction is lifted, who is the strongest among these three?"

I vaguely remember that the teacher thought for a long time at that time, and said faintly: "Not to mention all other conditions, whoever strikes first will be the strongest."

"Why?"

"Because all three of them have the ability to instantly kill the other two."

Xi didn't even think that there could be three such geniuses. After thinking hard, he discovered a characteristic and asked:

"There is another question, why doesn't the Holy Spirit Hall befriend these three people, they seem to be neutral, or opposite?"

At that time, the teacher just let out a laugh, and said something that still makes Xi Yizhi alarm:

"You think the Temple of the Holy Spirit doesn't want it? They can't do it, and they can't afford it."

"There is no absolute fairness in the world. The fairness in today's era is only fairness based on the majority of people, and the interests of a small number of people will inevitably be sacrificed."

"This is the model of the Holy Spirit Temple today. True geniuses will inevitably be forced to stand on the opposite side of them, such as the three mentioned just now."

"Look, there is prosperity in the short term, but there is no peace in the long term. When the sleeping lion opens its eyes, there will be disputes."

Xi came back to his senses, feeling that it might be the time for the "sleeping lion to open its eyes" mentioned by the teacher.

God also...

The gate of ghosts is closed, and the gods are called gods...

It's no wonder that Palace Master Dao said "no" three times in a row, making himself absolutely unable to resist that bald head.

If you dare to draw your sword at that moment, you will really die, right?

Xi Yan connected the combat communicator on his ear and contacted Dao Qiongcang, the leader of the Tianzu operation, who has the right to report directly.

"Master Dao, Shen Yi just asked me to tell..."

"I've heard it all. You should close the team first and keep your subordinates away from Changle Street. In addition, send additional people to find out the first-hand information about the City of the Dead Buddha. Don't miss any details."

Well?

If you look at it this way, the god hasn't come out yet?

He was still locked there, and the person who punched the holy mountain just now was just a... semi-holy incarnation?

Xi was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied "OK".

Fu thought about the action on Changle Street again, it would be too childish to cancel the action because of Shen Yi's punch, after all, that guy didn't really come out, so he asked again:

"This side of Changle Street, is that really the case?"

"Um."

Xi suddenly felt that the sword had been cut on the cotton.

Master Dao's "hmm" made him have a heart attack.

Xi hesitated for a while, unable to suppress his curiosity:

"Hallmaster, can I ask..."

"You better not be curious."

"..." Xi choked again, but the more he pressed, the more he rebounded, he still said, "Master, I still want to know, just now that is what the half-holy incarnation can do? Has the god reached that level? threshold?"

"You really want to know?"

"Um."

"Then ask one question at a time."

"Uh, Shenyi, is he already the Holy Emperor?"

"no."

"Then he is half holy..."

"no."

"Then... huh? He's not a half-holy? Then his half-holy incarnation just now..."

"That's a virtual image."

Xi rubbed his ears, and froze for a moment, as if petrified in the tea shop.

He vaguely understood why the Master Caidao said, "You'd better not be curious".

"There are still questions?"

"Yes... no, no, no..."

"You're so curious, I'll tell you a little more!" A joke came from the communicator.

"What, what?"

"Shen also cultivates ancient martial arts, while the phantom is the ability of a spiritual master."

"What do you mean?"

"Let me give you an example that you are familiar with. Ba Zun used alchemy to blow up the formation in Yujing City."

Snapped!

The teacup suddenly fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Xi felt that the voice from the combat communicator was suddenly so far away from him, so far away...

"Work hard, boy."

"You have a chance."

With a beep, the communicator ends.

The laughter of the Taoist Palace Master also disappeared, leaving only the young man in a mess in the evil wind of the tea shop.

...

"Aunt Xiang, I want to learn ancient martial arts! I really want to!"

In Yougui Pavilion, the light from the skylight shone on the sickly pale face of the second real body, making his eyes sparkle and piercing.

When the deity enters the apricot world, the second real body will perform a quick change of clothes, changing from the human form to the sick son Xu Gusheng's form.

Aunt Xiang just turned around and came back.

"Snapped."

The second avatar snapped its fingers, "Aunt Xiang, this is my sincerity, although it's only a little bit, but it's a token of my heart."

The sudden light on his face was gone.

Aunt Xiang raised her eyes, and found that the hole on the top of her head was healing, and the osmanthus wood gave birth by itself, which was clearly something only a wood attribute alchemist could do.

Under the inspiration, the footprints from Shenyi disappeared on the corridor between the private room and the opposite room, and the doors of the two rooms were repaired by themselves.

The spirit array in the room that was smashed by the virtual image god also healed immediately, and the sound insulation layer was automatically turned on, and the quality was still improved.

Even the collapsed walls on the first floor of Yougui Pavilion and the damaged pavilion protection array have all been restored.

The wood engineer and spirit array architect on the first floor suddenly froze in place, scratching their heads and looking at each other:

"what happened?"

Forget that this kid is still a celestial magician, but he is also a wood-type alchemist? After seeing this change in surprise, Aunt Xiang sat down first.

"Xu Gusheng, I know you're in a hurry, but..."

"No! This matter is urgent! God also despises me. He showed too little just now, and it is just a virtual image. I can't learn much."

In Xingjie, Xu Xiaoshou frowned, and put away the body plate under his feet.

The three discs of body, spirit, and mind are the basic three discs, which he has already figured out.

But through the virtual image, even if he has entered the state of harmony between man and nature, it is still difficult to see the changes in the internal power of the acupuncture points when Cai Shenyi performed the spell just now.

There are still traces to follow in the eight gates, and you can get a first glimpse of the door.

Qisu couldn't understand it at all, as if being turned away.

As for the Six Paths... It's like a miracle, somehow it can borrow so much power, Xu Xiaoshou feels that the world is crazy when he looks at it!

Gu Wu is such a miraculous technique, so with his passive skills, if he opens the berserk giant, he can open the eight gates, seven constellations, and six paths...

Nima!

If you don't see a mere virtual image, you can hit the holy mountain with one punch.

If I have achieved something in my studies, I can single-handedly challenge the semi-sage and the holy emperor, slap Sang Lao out of the dead sea, and let him go to the spiritual palace to take refuge, is it all right?

This is "the gate of hell, God calls God"?

So far, Xu Xiaoshou understands what it means to "God calls God" - there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames!

"Before the operation in the Four Elephant Secret Realm, I need to meet the ghost, that will help me a lot." The second avatar said seriously.

"That's easy to say." Aunt Xiang poured tea on her own, absent-mindedly, "Ghost Face has begged to see me, and said that he will come to the door in person in the near future, and apologize to you, Xu Gusheng."

oh?

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback.

That rough guy still understands this kind of sophistication?

That's great, the Guishen Gang really looks cuter and cuter!

"God also despises me too much. Bamen and Qisu, I can master them in a month at most, and then I can go to him."

The second real body laughed happily, and sat down after talking.

When there is only one master, people will have that kind of weird spiritual obsession, and feel that it is a very grand thing to have a master.

But when there are multiple masters... this kind of serious illness can be cured without treatment.

Master is the backer, naturally the more the better!

Master alchemy, master swordsmanship, master ancient martial arts... nothing wrong with it!

There is no perfect person in the world, if there is a master who is multi-tasking, it is not a problem to worship only one.

The problem is no.

Then it's not a problem for me to worship more masters!

"Aunt Xiang, tell me..."

The second real body thought excitedly, but was reminded by the deity in Xingjie, and quickly restrained his joy, looked at Aunt Xiang and said seriously:

"Is there any trouble for Aunt Xiang? Tell me, maybe I can help you solve it."

Aunt Xiang pushed the teacup away, really frowning.

She didn't want to say it at first, but when she saw that the person sitting in front of her was actually Xu Xiaoshou, she thought that this person had some supernatural powers, so she narrated her bitterness:

"Auntie is indeed a little troubled."

"You said that God also does this, how will the old Taoist Sao Bao respond?"

"If he sends more people to the corner of the cross street, or directly targets the ghost gang, or even me, Yougui Pavilion..."

The second real body laughed immediately: "Don't worry, Aunt Xiang, you may have contacted the Master of the Taoist Palace more times than me, but you definitely don't know him as deeply as I do."

"Oh?" Aunt Xiang raised her eyes, with a sneer on her lips, "You little devil, you have only met Lao Daoist Sao Bao before, you dare to speak nonsense in front of Auntie?"

Anyway, she Xiangyaoyao is also one of the ten seats, and she personally participated in that battle back then.

The parties and outsiders have completely different feelings.

Not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou is the youngest of the youngest, and his understanding of Dao Qiongcang is only one-sided.

The Second Avatar was also laughing.

What he was laughing at was that Aunt Xiang was concerned about chaos.

Although this woman is smart, she is obviously not strong enough to be regarded as an opponent by Dao Qiongcang, so she must have never confronted Dao Qiongkang head-on.

Otherwise, she should also know the weakness of Dao Qiongcang...

"As I expected, after Shenyi's punch, the Holy Spirit Hall will not put more pressure on him in the city of the dead Buddha, even here!"

The second real body pointed at his feet, and said heavily, "Even the Yougui Pavilion, the Ghost Gang, and even the entire Changle Street have relations with us, Dao Qiongcang will put it down temporarily."

"Why?" Aunt Xiang raised her eyebrows.

The second real body smiled, and shuddered a little, asking instead: "Aunt Xiang, do you know what smart people are most afraid of?"

"What are you most afraid of?"

"I'm most afraid of being reckless...cough cough!" The deity in Xingjie coughed, and the second real body also hurriedly coughed, "I'm most afraid of people like Shen Yi!"

Who wants to fight such a reckless man?

Those with brains, everyone knows the consequences of recklessness, so they will plan to decide on the void island and kill the saint at the end like the eight masters. The process is tortuous and the result is gratifying.

No brains, do things without considering the consequences!

If you pissed off someone, he would have the guts to rush to your base camp with all his might, and trade with you for more.

Who can afford it?

In today's tense situation, Dao Qiongcang must be terrified of being so rushed by Shen Yi's phantom.

Even if the virtual image is like this, if his body messes around at the corner of the cross street, what if...

Smart people are most afraid of this "what if"!

What if Aunt Xiang's fine hair is moved here, and the corner of the cross street happens to be unable to trap the beast due to some special accident?

This power forward dared to step on the holy mountain with his front foot, and not only the holy slave on his back foot, but also all the dark forces in the five regions dared to get involved.

After all, judging from the fighting power shown by Cai Shenyi just now...

He definitely has the ability to slay saints with a single attack! And it's so outrageous that it's just a virtual image!

Aunt Xiang is not a fool, she knows everything, and she no longer worries about it.

She looked over seriously, and mentioned the business just now:

"Xu Gusheng, if you want to learn ancient martial arts, Auntie will not stop you, and the ghost face will come to see you soon."

"Auntie also knows that you are very good...but even if it is as you said, you can finish the eight doors and seven places in a month, and then go to the corner of the cross street to find Shenyi."

"Auntie has only one piece of advice!"

She spoke so seriously that Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but hold his breath, "Please tell me, Aunt Xiang."

"Don't mess with Shenyi! Don't even think about fooling him! Treat him sincerely like Ba Zunyou, and you will get more." Aunt Xiang was almost heartbroken.

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "I will pay attention."

Aunt Xiang didn't know what terrible scene she thought of, her delicate body trembled, and she said, "Xu Gusheng, you have to know that what you felt face to face just now is not even one ten-thousandth of Shen Yi, and the last thing you saw His punch is not even one-thousandth of his."

One ten thousandth, one thousandth?

"Aunt Xiang is joking, right?" Xu Xiaoshou twitched his lips.

"I'm not joking." Aunt Xiang shook her head, "You've seen a lot of half-saints, right? You've even seen those who are colorless, divine envoys, and ten-member council."

"right."

"Not enough, not enough! Xu Gusheng, you have to know why some of them are so talented, and some of them have lived for so long, but their reputation is far less than that of the ten seats of that generation."

"Shenyi, are there more hidden?"

"Yes, Auntie is the person who knows him best." Aunt Xiang hesitated for a moment, but said:

"Based on your current vision, it is difficult for Auntie to describe to you what is the pinnacle of combat power."

"Imagination alone is not enough. People can't go beyond the limit of their own vision and get more."

"You have to see those people with your own eyes to understand this truth-some people are alive, it really brings despair."

"Who are they?" the Second Avatar asked.

Aunt Xiang pursed her lips, Tao Hua's eyes became a little more solemn, and she said in a deep voice:

"The young and frivolous Bazun, the Shenyi outside Futu City, Quileihan with his knees crossed and his eyes closed..."

"And, take off your shirt, but you can't find him anymore..."

It's too long to write, and it's too late to report...