I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Thinking of the terrifying power of "Sword Nian", Xu Xiaoshou was a little moved.

Such a powerful mental method is not a spiritual skill. You want me, Xu Xiaoshou, to practice it. Just say it, why bother.

Do you have to force it?

I'm not a fool, I still understand the value of this thing!

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it in his heart, and continued to recall the cultivation method of "Guan Jian Dian".

Just reading the introduction already made him feel excited.

However, it's okay not to look at the content behind it. When you look at it, Xu Xiaoshou's face is as black as coal.

"The practice of "Guide to the Sword", as the name suggests, is "Guanjian"!"

"Look at the sharpness of the sword, understand the true nature of the sword, understand the meaning of the sword, generate energy and spirit, transform the spirit into the sea, and create a pool of swords."

"The stronger the fate of the sword, the greater the probability of refining sword thoughts. Watching swords and refining thoughts, a famous sword is better."

Xu Xiaoshou realized the meaning of these few sentences just by looking at them.

To put it bluntly, the practice of "Guide to the Sword" is to watch the sword.

If you are looking at famous swords, you may not be able to say this sword thought, but it can be easier to practice.

But what made his face pale was not these few sentences, but a line of small characters buried in the last text:

"Looking at the sword, the thought of the sword enters the body, it is like cutting the flesh with a knife, it is extremely painful, so practice it carefully."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Seeing this sentence, he immediately understood why the uncle used such a forceful method to make him practice the "Sword Viewing Manual".

"Watching the sword hurts? How painful?"

It didn't say anything.

But judging from that uncle's performance, isn't this even scarier than "Jin Shining the Fire Seed"?

All of a sudden, Xu Xiaoshou retreated again.

He is good at everything, even pain relief, but he is just lazy.

With the "law of breathing" to practice slowly, who the hell wants to suffer from "burning the fire" every day?

Do you really think you are a masochist if you have the word "Shou" in your name?

"Om—"

However, as soon as he came up with this idea, the sword thought on his dantian trembled slightly, and it was about to start to swell.

Xu Xiaoshou almost peed.

"Just kidding, just kidding, I just said it casually, don't blow it up!"

"Speak up if you have something to say!"

Something magical happened.

This bastard really understood what he said from the heart, and returned to silence.

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou went limp all of a sudden.

"This is so..."

That damned uncle, he thought of everything!

What's going on? I haven't escaped Sang Lao's wolf's claws, but I fell into that dead uncle's tiger's pit again.

"Alas!"

Xu Xiaoshou felt the unfairness of fate.

This feeling of being arranged is extremely repulsive to him, but why, people are afraid of something,

What will come most.

I thought that leaving Tiansang Linggong would be a caged beast.

I never thought that the words of my apprentice Ye Sang would really come true.

This is to break open a piece of sky, a wider shackle, and immediately lock it again!

"Red dog, trash picker... When will this end?"

Xu Xiaoshou clenched his fists.

He wasn't going to give in.

Give him time, he firmly believes that he can break through the heavy shackles, but what he seems to lack the most is time.

"practice!"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't hesitate long before he made up his mind.

Not only does he have to practice the "Guide to the Sword", but he also plans to pick up Sang Lao's "Jinzhaotianyan·Baiyan" and "Longrongjie" again!

"Isn't it pain?"

"Fighting this wave is like seeing a rainbow after the storm!"

What really made him determined to accept the pain was actually not Lao Sang, nor that uncle, but the red dog!

"throne……"

Xu Xiaoshou's complexion was cloudy and uncertain.

He thought that the enemy of the throne was far away from him, but the appearance of the red dog really broke his inner luck.

Especially that guy's frightening vitality and fully explosive attack power...

It is completely unbearable for him at this stage.

If the uncle hadn't appeared, he might have been beheaded by the last half of the red dog!

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou no longer hesitated, sat down cross-legged, and took out "Zangku".

This is a spirit sword of the tenth rank.

Xu Xiaoshou actually had a higher-grade spirit sword from Cheng Xingchu, but he was useless.

Because in the introduction of "Guide to the Sword", the method of "Guanjian" can not only benefit oneself, but also the sword can also be cultivated through this ancient method, and gradually improve the rank.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know where the sword came from before.

He knows now.

The twenty-one famous sword in the mainland is, in essence, just the portable sword of some ancient and powerful swords.

In that era, not all swords of pure sword repairers were made of the best materials.

A sword of that level is of good quality at best, and cannot form a sympathetic relationship with its master.

The truly powerful existences are those inferior swords who have communicated with their masters since childhood and grew up together.

If the sword is psychic, it can also practice!

Xu Xiaoshou finally found a way to improve the quality of "Zangku" without spending money.

In fact, he was willing to spend money, and wanted to recast "Tibetan suffering" in the past.

But "Tibetan Ku" is already psychic, he is afraid that if it is recast, this guy's urine will no longer be turned into an ordinary spirit sword.

That is equivalent to obliterating the authenticity of this guy.

"Whether the sword seizes the house?"

Xu Xiaoshou still doesn't bother to do this kind of thing.

The appearance of "Guide to the Sword" perfectly solved this problem.

clang--

Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the black sword, threw the scabbard casually, and muttered in his mouth: "Little guy, I found a way to improve you, that is..."

"Dual Cultivation!"

Heijian bent his blade, seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously wanted to fly out and put on his own pants.

Xu Xiao was delighted.

This guy hasn't seen him for a long time, but how much is he psychic again?

He grabbed the bastard, gathered the power of his fingertips, and lightly stroked the blade.

The huge shock of "Tibetan bitterness" comes from the master's caress, which is unbearable to any spiritual sword.

It groaned happily, and the blade was straight and held high.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little distressed when he felt the bumps on his hands.

This black sword, following him all the way, has endured too much in the wordless pursuit.

Because the Devourer was severely taught by himself, and because he wanted to attract attention, he was bombed by Loleilei's Thunder Prison, and even with his mere tenth-grade resources, he had competed against many high-grade spiritual weapons...

This guy has endured too much pressure that he shouldn't have to bear at this stage of quality!

To be honest, it is really difficult to live up to now.

But even so, when Xu Xiaoshou touched her, it still climaxed immediately.

Such an existence, how can one not feel distressed, how can one not want to give it a name?

"Come on, practice!"

"After tonight, you are destined to grow."

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed "Zang Ku" and put it on his lap. According to the "Guan Jian" training method in "Guan Jian Dian", he used his eyesight and looked straight at it.

One breath.

Two breaths.

three breaths...

"Zang Ku" bent the sword shyly and curled up.

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned green, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Do you understand cultivation?!"

"Lie down for me, don't move around!"

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