I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"I lost it!"

The shocking five words hit everyone's eardrums directly.

The whole place is fried.

This time, no matter if they were watching the play, those who looked upset, those who lost a step, or those who were still hesitant, they raised their eyes and looked for the first person who dared to be the first.

Xu Xiaoshou looked over in surprise as well.

He was really hopeless.

The concepts of ninety-eight and one thousand are different, and he is still very clear.

the same way.

One hundred million, this kind of slogan sounds like a dream, but Xu Xiaoshou actually shouted it to realize his dream.

I never thought that there are people in the world who can realize their dreams.

This person would actually appear in front of him, and even help him realize his dream?

However, his sight was fixed, and Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

The person who exited was a young man, neither tall nor thin, of medium build, with a cane in his hand, about a few years older than him.

On one side was a woman in white shirt who was half a head shorter than him.

Both of these two people have spiritual tools to prevent prying eyes, and their spiritual thoughts can't see why, even their faces are blurred.

But Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" brought a very familiar feeling.

His gaze was fixed on the man's crutches.

Even if this thing is changed again, beyond recognition.

As a real ancient sword cultivator, how could Xu Xiaoshou fail to find out that unique and eternal famous sword breath?

"Tears come together?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart tightened.

The famous sword recognizes the master.

What's more, the tears of tears that I saw at that time were able to rely on all kinds of treasures to force the existence of Ye Xiaotian, the giant of the Spirit Palace, with the cultivation base of Jianzong.

Such people,

It is impossible to change hands of the famous sword in such a short period of time.

Therefore, he must be a tearful pair belonging to the "Holy Slave"!

If so, who is this woman next to her?

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it with his toes, and he could guess it.

"Loreley!"

"These two guys..."

Xu Xiaoshou felt uncomfortable.

The difficulty of the White Cave is already scary enough, if these two guys also come to get involved, it will definitely make things worse!

Others can say that they are here for trials.

But the "Holy Slave" appears here, you have to say that these two people are here to experience themselves...

Ghost letter!

How about turning the White Grotto upside down and conforming to the personality of the "Holy Slave"?

On the other hand, the scene of tears tearing open the cracks in the void and taking Luo Leilei to escape.

So if they go in and complete the task, will there be no one to pick them up when they come out?

Xu Xiaoshou's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

At that time, it was Lei Shuangxing who came to pick up the undercover agent Loleilei.

Now that the White Cave is open, the two of them will be the two who perform the task? The guy who will appear at the end? Who else?

"Masked man!"

"Or Tzenchov!"

Xu Xiaoshou felt so tired, this f*cking White Cave hadn't started yet? Why did he already see the coming of the world war?

"Brother, are you serious?"

Who else? Xu Xiaoshou was determined that it would be impossible for him to ask this question.

After all, if you give the other party a way out, maybe your own 100 million will be in vain.

But the two lines of tears are different.

Xu Xiaoshou thought that if he could really reject 100 million yuan, and instead keep these two unstable factors out...

Seem? Not bad?

But another thought? If there is no Linglong Stone, can they not get in?

well!

No solution!

"really."

Tears and Shuangxing spoke directly without even the slightest hesitation.

As soon as the words fell, there was no movement? A golden light flew out from his cuff, pointing directly at Xu Xiaoshou's direction.

"Crack!"

Xu Xiaoshou clamped his fingers.

a card.

Xin Gugu brought his head up at the right time, but after shrinking his pupils, he suddenly retreated.

Seeing this, Mu Zixi couldn't help standing on tiptoe, and then paused.

"Cursed? Passive value, +1."

She had no choice but to hold Xu Xiaoshou's shoulders with Lingyuan gauntlets, and signaled him to lower his height. Only then did she see the content on the card.

With a heartbeat, Mu Zixi silently put his feet back and looked at Xin Gugu with shock in his eyes.

Nine figures!

"Envied? Passive value, +2."

"Mama?"

Ah Jie turned his head around at the back, stood on tiptoes, looked at the back of Xu Xiaoshou's head, and stood obediently again with his chest crossed.

It didn't understand what the two people beside them were looking at.

"Mama..."

Xu Xiaoshou pinched another card of Duojin Commercial Bank, and became anxious.

I thought it would be a happy mood to get 100 million.

Now, he is not happy at all.

But if you want to return this card...

Not at all.

Silently putting away the gold card, Xu Xiaoshou took out the two exquisite stones on his chest, lifted them up, and retracted them again.

"Brother, do you sell crutches?"

This sudden question made everyone startled.

Involuntarily, everyone's eyes were fixed on Lei Shuangxing's ordinary crutch.

The same is true for Lan Ling and Xin above the void.

It's different from the onlookers below who can't see why.

With just one glance, the two felt something was wrong.

But neither of them are sword cultivators, even if they noticed something was wrong, they couldn't see what it was at the first time.

"sword?"

Xin scratched his bald head.

He killed a lot of people, yet he actually felt a faint sword intent on this crutch for the first time.

It's ridiculous.

Crutches and swords, can that be the same thing?

Lan Ling suddenly looked dazed.

She was still a little puzzled at first, but the words of the letter really opened her mind.

"Famous sword!"

"If my guess is correct, the famous sword, draw the magic staff!"

Xin was stunned for a moment, then relieved.

"It seems... yes!"

"I have indeed heard the legend of the 'drawing wand'. It seems that this thing does not look like a sword, but a thin cone, which is extremely sharp."

"However, the scariest thing about this thing is not for stabbing, but for pumping."

"It is said that the last sword-bearer and the magic staff had a perfect fit. After Tianjie, even a staff can draw away the completely condensed power of Taixu!"

Xin pondered: "So, the crutch is just a shell, and the real mystery is inside?"

Lan Ling nodded.

Although she is just a guess.

But with his experience of seeing too many famous swords, it's okay if Xu Xiaoshou doesn't say anything.

This said, a note.

Even if there is only a trace of the aura emanating from the crutch, it can still be seen.

Lan Ling was a little surprised.

"How many times did you get this?"

"The two undisguised famous swords in front should be the people who buried the sword grave, so it's understandable."

"I haven't seen the Xuyue Gray Palace until now. They shouldn't come. If they do, they must be preparing to smuggle in."

"But this..."

Lan Ling frowned: "Which one owns the magic wand?"

Xin thought for a while, then hesitated and said: "The last sword-bearer, if I remember correctly, was the Taixu family in the central region, the Lei family?"

"Tear family?" Lan Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Xin nodded, uncertainly: "Ke Lei's family, it's not that they were destroyed..."

"Hush!"

Lan Ling instantly blocked the letter with Lingyuan.

Xin was stunned, and turned his head to look, but saw Lan Ling shaking his head slowly, saying nothing.

He was a little surprised.

It has long been heard that the change of the Lei family is a bit mysterious, otherwise the mainland would not have kept silent about this matter.

Lan Ling seems to know something?

The letter did not ask.

Now that they have done this, there are some things that really cannot be said.

"Maybe it has changed hands."

He speculated: "After all, a famous sword knows a person. If no one in that family can inherit it, it is understandable if the famous sword is passed on."

Lan Ling nodded, but didn't answer.

She didn't dare to discuss any more.

...

The grey-white face hidden under the cover-up spiritual tool with tears in two lines was very ferocious, like a ghost running out of the abyss, even the facial features were blurred.

Others couldn't see the expression, but Loleile, who was on the side, felt the brief silence.

Something is wrong.

Loreile frowned.

The two red clothes above her head seemed to be communicating with spiritual thoughts, but she couldn't hear anything.

But the masked straw man on the opposite side...

How did this guy see Brother Shuangxing's wand?

That was something sealed by the first seat, at least it would be exposed when encountering the pure sword cultivator's red clothes.

Theoretically speaking, before entering the White Cave, it would never attract attention.

But this guy, judging from the voice, is not very old, and his cultivation is definitely not the throne, the way of cutting, how can he be so keen?

Even if you are sharp...

"On purpose?"

Loleilei did not use his spiritual thoughts, but his eyes slightly looked at the two red clothes above.

"Is he reminding the two of you?"

Although I don't know why Brother Shuangxing suddenly became silent, isn't it because he was seen as a famous sword, and it's not a big deal.

But Loleilei still touched Tearful Shuangxing's arm slightly, indicating that something should be moving.

If you stop again, there is nothing, and everything has become something.

Tears flowed and ears moved slightly, and he came back to his senses.

"Not for sale."

His words were still flat, even without emotion.

"That's it, that's a pity."

Xu Xiaoshou sighed softly, and enviously said: "I think you are walking on crutches like this, you are a thief, next time I will get one too, ha ha."

"Cursed, passive value, +2."

"Despised, passive value, +1310."

"Being defamed, passive value, +2118."

No matter how the other party reacted, Xu Xiaoshou still threw the two exquisite stones in his hand.

If the purpose of the reminder is achieved, then it can be done.

At least Hong Yi knew that this guy had a famous sword, so he should have known it, and he was also a strong contender for "having four swords".

In the end, there will definitely be more attention paid to the two of them.

in this way.

On the one hand, it can suppress the unknown actions of these two people after entering the White Cave.

Secondly, relatively speaking, the attention on oneself will be less.

"Really not for sale?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Linglong Stone on the opposite side, feeling a little unsatisfied: "I have a lot of money."

"No matter how bad it is, if you want to exchange Linglong Stone, I still have..."

"Cursed, passive value, +2."

Lei Shuangxing led Luo Leilei, and went straight into the teleportation array without looking back.

"and also?"

The onlookers were suddenly shocked.

All three Linglong Stones were sold, and in this small area, the news of the battle at the gate of the Bagongli town was spread, and everyone knew that the "grass hat" organization in front of them was definitely a genuine Linglong Stone Sales counter.

"Six of these have been sold, what else?"

"Aren't you kidding me!"

"Suspected, passive value, +2480."

But no matter how suspicious they were in their hearts, the guys who were just annoyed that they didn't grab the Linglong Stone couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Expected, passive value, +2261."

"..."

Sure enough, the information bar frantically swiped the screen.

Xu Xiaoshou was not in a hurry.

After the restlessness in everyone's hearts subsided, they slowly took out two exquisite stones from their bosoms.

"Fuck!"

This time, even the letter in the void, the eyeballs flew directly.

Lan Ling was in the air, shaking her body suddenly, almost doubting her life.

Is this the Linglong Stone sent by Hong Yi?

Which guy sent it?

Could it be possible to leave the relationship?

Not to mention the people below.

"Amazing, passive value, +2666."

"Envied, passive value, +2410."

"Being hated, passive value, +2298."

"..."

"Everyone..."

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth with a smile, but before he could speak, a cold and beautiful voice came from above.

"I don't have time to trade with you, hurry up and enter the array, the teleportation array will be closed immediately!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked bitter, and raised his head: "Can't you wait a little longer?"

This time, even the people around looked over with hope.

One wants to sell, and a group of people want to buy.

The best of both worlds, how nice!

"no."

"..."

Lan Ling suddenly felt that she had become a sinner, and those resentful eyes almost dismembered her on the spot.

However, the rules are the rules, even if the masked grass hat man found ten exquisite stones at the moment, it is impossible to break the rules.

"Go in quickly!"

As she spoke, her gaze shifted to the other crowd.

"The rest, as long as they are spiritual formation masters above the level of grandmasters, they will immediately follow me and move their positions."

"Remember, you can go in too, but you are not eligible to leave the red-clothed team and walk around at will before the 'Thirty-six Heavens Sealed Wuzhen' is unsealed."

"Follow!"

After saying that, Lan Ling flew forward, and the attention of the guy below was immediately diverted.

In an instant, a large wave of unknown spiritual masters from all over the world followed, with the mentality of participating and being free if they were lucky enough to break through.

The letter stayed where it was, and picked up a talisman.

His eyes fell on Xu Xiaoshou.

The only thing missing is this guy who delays time.

"Let's go!"

Xu Xiaoshou waved helplessly.

it's over.

This wave of leeks can only be harvested here.

Move your feet.

The cold voice from above came down immediately.

"Two exquisite stones, you can only bring one more person!"

Xu Xiaoshou stopped in his tracks immediately, and looked back.

Indeed, he only brought Mu Zixi with him, that's right!

But such a terrifying truth cannot be said directly.

Without further ado, he threw four Linglong Stones indifferently, and disappeared into the mouth of the spirit array with everyone in the "Grass Hat" organization.

"Fuck, what did I just see?"

Although it was only for a moment, the four beads flew up, as if four rounds of scorching sun suddenly rose in front of them, it was so dazzling.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

"Four?"

"How much did he sell just now?"

"Three?"

"Yes, at the front gate of the town, we also sold three of them."

"That is to say, there are at least ten exquisite stones on this guy?"

"My mother..."

After a few bangs, those guys who were still stuck at the mouth of the spirit array, unable to get in, directly offered their knees feebly.

"What's the matter with this motherfucker, is there anyone so annoying?"

"One person, took ten places in the White Grotto?"

"Is this what people do?"

"Who is this guy?"

The audience was silent.

An inappropriate rebuttal sounded in the abrupt field.

"Actually, this guy is not the most disgusting."

"Do you know, I heard that in Tiansang County, Tiansang City, there seems to be a more terrifying freak."

"What's wrong?" Someone asked.

The man swallowed his saliva, and then he said uncertainly: "He got eighteen white cave places by himself!"

"hiss!"

Feeling the coolness of the air, Xin rolled his eyes directly to the sky, squeezed the formation talisman in his hand, and the teleportation spirit formation was instantly closed.

His figure disappeared in an instant.

"Eighteen white cave places?"

"Who are you bluffing!"

"The Eighth Sword Immortal didn't dare to be so awesome!"

...

There are trails in the ancient city, where snakes and insects avoid dead grass.

Three figures slowly walked out of an unknown abandoned city gate in the desert.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, you can faintly see the blood spots on the bodies of the three of them.

The leader was a masked man who was wrapped tightly, as if he was afraid of being frozen.

This person squinted his eyes even when he was walking, as if he had contracted a serious illness.

His eyes were turbid and yellow, like a dying person.

"I really didn't expect people to hide in this poor place!"

"And this sword, the name is really good enough."

"Crazy Carving Sword, cluck cluck..."

Immediately behind him was a man covering his mouth with an ancient book in one hand and chuckling, while holding a sword in the other hand and looking at him curiously...

man?

This person was wearing a long red gauze dress, and even his long and slender fingers were curved and knuckle, very delicate.

His makeup is very elegant, Liu Yejuan eyebrows, eyes like water.

Look down again, the breasts are tingling, and the figure is slim.

Even when talking, she looks like a lady of every family.

If it weren't for the protruding Adam's apple on the jade neck that is different from ordinary people and cannot be concealed, I am afraid that everyone will have a wrong gender perception of it.

"Storyteller, can you shut up for the old man, I feel frightened when I hear you talking."

"Why do you want to come back? Isn't Zhongyu fun? Do you have to come over and get involved?"

"It's enough to have this old man!"

On one side of him, screaming while enduring goosebumps all over his body, was an old man with a small ax pinned to his waist.

The old man looked very ordinary and had nothing to say.

The woodcutters who chop wood on the mountain all look like this.

"You woodcutter, what do you know?"

The man in the red skirt with the ancient book in his hand tilted his head slightly, gave the old man a look, and then said delicately:

"Aren't you worried about your brother's life?"

"If Gou Wuyue hadn't come to the Eastern Territory, would he have worked so hard and suffered like this?"

As he said, he got a little closer to the masked man, put his slender hand on it lightly, and then exhaled like blue: "Brother, do you think so?"

"Cough cough cough!"

The masked man coughed violently a few times, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.

The two people beside them immediately panicked.

The old man cursed angrily: "Storyteller, take your dirty hands away!"

The man in the red skirt became angry instantly, and pointed his finger at the old man, raising the decibel.

"What are you talking about, Tzenchov, you bastard!"

"Where is the house dirty?"

"After the murder just now, some of them have bathed. It's fine if my brother isn't with me. I don't mind it."

"You old man, don't wash it, but say that the house is dirty?"

Even when he was angry, his eyes were like autumn water, with tears in his eyes.

No matter how high the pitch was, the volume was not loud at all. Instead, it seemed as if he was being bullied, and he was about to pour it on the masked man.

"Brother, the old woodcutter bullies others..."

No matter how sick the masked man was, he stepped up a step.

Boom!

The man in the red dress who trusted his "brother" so much had no defense at all.

He was planning to lean on the latter with all his strength, but he was caught off guard and made a mistake, and he hit the ground directly.

Cenchov stared straight ahead, as if he hadn't seen this person at all, and stepped on his chest.

"Huh? What is it, a rock, so harsh?"

"you!"

The man in the red dress turned red with anger, and said out of breath, "You bastard, I'll fight you!"

After saying that, he opened the ancient book in his hand with one hand.

With a bang, the void exploded directly, and the surging aura of heaven and earth was instantly sucked dry.

In an instant, countless golden hieroglyphs gathered within the pages of the book.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a roar, the words blended together and turned into a dark dragon's head, passing through the boundaries of the pages, roaring towards Cenchov.

For a while, the sky and the earth were covered, and the setting sun faded into the night.

"A mere bug, dare to be rampant?"

Cenchov snorted coldly, not daring to hesitate, he took a few steps back and drew out the small ax pinned to his waist.

However, the moment he raised it high, the tens of thousands of feet of dragon head above the void exploded directly, turning into endless light spots and scattered.

Cenchov's old face didn't have time to be astonished.

There was only a sound of "poof", and the man in the red skirt who was still lying on the ground spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He pointed at the old man in front of him with the orchid in disbelief.

"You, you actually sneak attack?"

laugh!

Before the words were finished, the man in the red skirt split open at the heart of his clothes, and he suddenly clutched his chest.

"Brother help!"

The masked man was ahead, and even through the mask, his face could be seen twitching.

There was a glint of gloom in the eyes, which was replaced by helplessness.

"Stop messing around." He said weakly.

Cenchov shuddered and shivered, silently turned away from the ax, and walked away from the two of them.

"elder brother."

The man in the red skirt looked at the masked man looking back, his pretty face was bitter, and he covered his chest and burst into tears: "It hurts so much..."

"stand up."

"People can't get up."

"stand up!"

"People have to pull to get up."

He held out his hand.

The masked man took a deep breath, stepped forward, and shot slowly.

Only then did the man in the red dress smile through his tears, carefully avoiding his thumb, and took the masked man's hand.

The intoxicating temperature came, and the pores of his whole body dilated.

"Hmm~"

"stand up!"

"You have to pull to get up... oh!"

The masked man pulled suddenly, and the man in the red skirt almost felt that his wrist was not broken, even his breathing was severed.

"Brother, you," he said short of breath, and suddenly smiled sweetly, "It's really powerful."

Masked man: "..."

He left without looking back.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

The man in the red skirt picked up the ancient book and rubbed his painful wrist, "Hmph, damn!"

Seeing that he had no intention of stopping in front of him, he jogged over with his elbows on his chest.

"Brother, this place is far away from the White Grotto, do you want someone to carry you and fly?"

"No need."

"But, if you walk, it will take a long time!"

"Not urgent."

"People will be tired!"

"That's your business."

"Hmph! I'm ignoring you!"

The man in the red skirt put his hands on his hips and added, "I'll ignore you for a quarter of an hour!"

Before even a second came, seeing the masked man step by step, he was so distressed that he spoke again.

"Is brother's injury still not healed? He has fallen to the eighth realm of refining spirits."

"It's not good."

"I'll treat my brother later, it should be able to stop the decline, at least return to the innate, and we can fly together!" He jumped up happily.

"Need not."

The masked man shook his head: "Walking in this way, when we get to the White Cave, it's almost time to pick up people."

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