I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

The innate cultivation base really provided Xu Xiaoshou with a super strong cover at this moment.

In the eyes of the top bosses, they will not pay attention to the figures below the grand master.

Do you dare to believe that this explosion can be caused by a mere innate talent?

No one believes it!

From the perspective of the lower end of the food chain, Xiantian is already a very strong existence.

This kind of people in the Zhang Mansion are usually under the command of the subordinates, or they exist like a small manager.

Some small rules can't restrain them at all.

For example, Xu Xiaoshou currently plays the doorman.

This is a slightly panicked guard, with scars left by blasting on his face, as well as black stains, mainly black stains...

Such stains concealed his face quite well.

And in the tense atmosphere where everyone was busy fighting the fire, no one would pay attention to this ordinary little guard.

"Hurry up, hurry to the direction of the East Court, hurry up and put out the fire, there are not enough people there!"

Xu Xiaoshou patted the buttocks of the servant who hurried past, and gave orders nervously.

This is already the sixteenth ass he has patted.

There are fewer and fewer people on this road that I don't know where it will lead, but the average strength of the servants is almost from the fourth or fifth level of spirit refining to the eighth or ninth level.

"It is estimated that the front is not easy!"

Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself.

For the Zhang family, there are not a lot of spiritual masters.

In the bottom layer, there are a lot of people in the first and second realms of refining spirits.

But the guy at the peak level of the day after tomorrow can already be regarded as the master of the Zhang family.

"East court area?"

A sound of surprise sounded.

The last guy who got his ass slapped was obviously not so easy to fool.

This is a big man, wearing a white robe and gloves, presumably he is a coach or something, and his strength is in the Ninth Realm of Spiritual Refinement.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" He didn't leave in a hurry, but asked instead.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't pay any attention to his intentions, panting to himself, pointing to the path ahead: "Main hall?"

The white-robed man frowned, so he didn't even know the location of the main hall, right?

This guy……

He hesitated for a moment, looked at the other person's face in a hurry, and didn't dare to delay, and replied: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"No!"

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand, swallowed his saliva, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I mean, is the Patriarch in the hall?"

He lectured: "You stupid brain, you can't even react to this? The elder's order!"

elder?

The man in white robe was startled immediately, his expression tightened, and he said, "Yes, the Patriarch is still in the hall, but the other elders have already rushed out to search..."

"How could I not know where the other elders are going?"

Xu Xiaoshou interrupted him directly,

Angrily said: "I just came here from the East Court!"

Now the man in white robe had nothing to say.

He looked at the mud on Xu Xiaoshou's body, did he dare to believe that this guy was the first blaster of the blast?

No wonder...

"Is there anything urgent?" He asked with concern.

Xu Xiaoshou was instantly amused, "The elder's order is for the Patriarch, do you dare to listen?"

"..."

The white-robed man was choked, his face turned purple, and he hurriedly replied, "Don't dare."

Xu Xiaoshou pointed at the back, and said angrily: "Don't dare, why don't you hurry to the East Court?"

"Do you really think those little guys in the first and second realms can last for a long time?"

"You are amazing at the Nine Realms, can you delay here?"

"The Zhang family is in trouble, are you strolling around here?"

This repeated scolding directly made the white-robed man break out in cold sweat.

He wanted to refute, but seeing that the other party had an innate aura, he shrank his neck and hurriedly backed away.

"I'm going over here!"

After saying that, people escaped in a flash.

Xu Xiaoshou watched the man leave, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Too many people."

Along the way, he also encountered a few who dared to refute, but without exception, he directly prevaricated them.

After all, I am an innate cultivation base, these guys still dare not resist.

After a series of vague questions, he also roughly locked the layout of the Zhang residence.

For example, I just learned that the front is the main hall, the north is the weapon storehouse, and the west side is a Buddhist scripture pavilion...

"Zhang Taiying is still in the hall?"

Now Xu Xiaoshou was afraid to move forward.

Originally, his idea was to send all the halls of the Zhang Mansion into the Yuan Mansion while there was no one there.

If there are some rare things, they can naturally be preserved.

And those useless ones can be thrown directly into the chaotic space.

The main reason is that if the main hall can be moved away, the facade of the Zhang family will basically be gone.

But if Zhang Taiying is still there, things will be difficult.

"After such a big incident, this guy can still sit still? Don't you want to go to your room to take a look at the ruins?"

"That's all."

With a helpless sigh, Xu Xiaoshou decided to change his target.

"The Sutra Pavilion?"

"But there are generally sweeping monks in this place!"

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little guilty.

But he has no idea about some of the hidden treasures here.

There seems to be no good place to go other than the Sutra Pavilion, which is generously marked and conspicuously treasured.

"No, if you want to do it, just do it with a big ticket!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked into the distance, locked the direction, and walked away.

...

Zhangjiazang Jingge.

This is a twelve-story tower.

On the top of the tower, an old man floated cross-legged in the void.

The essence of spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth is like a snake like a dragon, and a string of them is drawn into the old man's dantian like this.

Zhang Chongmou swallowed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but his spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire Zhang residence.

"strangeness."

With a low moan, he opened his closed eyes with doubts in them.

As soon as the explosion exploded, he immediately woke up from the half-dream state, and his spiritual thoughts instantly covered the entire Zhang Mansion.

However, even if it disappeared out of thin air.

That attacker completely evaporated from the world!

Even if he spread his spiritual thoughts a few miles out in the first place, he still couldn't find anyone.

Zhang Zhongmou stared at the invisible flame that was controlled by Zhang Duoyu, and finally used the power of the Dao rule to kill it, and fell into deep thought.

He had a vague sense of familiarity with this kind of flame.

"Tian Sang Ling Palace, Old Sang?"

Zhang Zhongmou vaguely remembered that when Tiansang Linggong was first built, the head of the inner courtyard seemed to have such a strange and domineering flame.

With such a flame, it directly burned some of the big bosses of the opposition forces in dozens of counties and cities around them to ashes.

The Zhang family did not confront Tiansang Linggong, and Zhang Zhongmou had never fought against Sang Lao.

Therefore, he is only hearing about these flames, and has no ability to judge them at all.

"But if it's Elder Sang, why did he attack the Zhang family?"

"There is no enmity between Tiansang Linggong and Zhang's residence!"

"Marking it up?"

"Hmm...it's impossible to put blame on it. How can such flames be cultivated by ordinary people?"

Zhang Zhongmou thought deeply, his spiritual thoughts had spread out layer by layer, already ten miles away, but he still couldn't detect any suspicious traces.

Not even the slightest trace of spatial fluctuations.

This meant that the sneak attacker didn't even use teleportation, and just disappeared under the nose of his throne.

"impossible!"

"There must be something that I have overlooked!"

Zhang Chongmou felt that he was on the tip of his horns.

He re-examined the Zhang residence, and suddenly his eyes shrank.

If the spirit cannot be swept out, does it mean that the sneak attacker is actually still hiding in the mansion?

"This……"

Zhang Chongmou was startled.

Who dares to be so bold?

And who has the strength to do such a blast, but also to hide it from the sky?

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