I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Strong?

Zhao Xidong almost didn't cry out.

In front of Senior Wuyue and such a group of white clothes who started as the throne, how can I, Zhao Xidong, He De, be called a strong one?

"Senior beat me!"

Zhao Xidong turned his head quickly, and said to Chang Yi with a sullen face.

"You're not a strong one, you..." Chang Yi pointed at the crack in the space, a little speechless.

Spatial properties?

"not him."

Gou Wuyue laughed, looked into the crack, and said, "Since we're here, why don't you come out and meet me?"

The three of them cast their eyes on the space crack at the same time.

A middle-aged figure with a long sword on his back came out of the crack, and as soon as he appeared, his sharp eyes aimed at the famous sword on Gou Wuyue's back.

All of a sudden, the tent was full of sword intent, and even the tables and chairs began to creak and shake.

Chang Yi's eyes instantly turned cold.

When Gou Wuyue waved his hand, he didn't move.

"I've seen the Moonless Sword Immortal." Xiao Qixiu calmed down his surging heart, and instead of bowing, he bowed.

Gou Wuyue nodded slightly, without stopping, and looked away.

Obviously, it is impossible for this sword cultivator to have the attribute of space.

So……

"Hee hop hop hop—"

Weird laughter came out from the crack, and one of the housewarmers said loudly while laughing: "Senior Wuyue, I have seen you for a long time, this visit, please forgive me if there is any inconvenience, hehehehe..."

Taste Wing's mouth twitched.

This laughter, what the hell are these people?

Still close?

You broke into the main tent of the Chinese army directly, Linmen?

"Gou Wuyue?"

Appearing immediately after the housewarming, was a floating white-haired Taoist boy. As soon as Fang appeared, his unceremonious voice fell.

Chang Yi frowned.

"throne?"

He immediately saw the cultivation of the white-haired Taoist boy.

The problem is, the mere throne doesn't even have Dao Slaying, and it's not even comparable to himself.

How dare this guy call Senior Wuyue by his full name?

"Let's put s... no vegetarian"

Less than half of the angry shout, Chang Yi felt that Tian Dao had kept his mouth shut, and his eyes flicked away in shock, only to realize that it was Senior Wu Yue who moved.

This person has a lot of background?

With a chill in his heart, he suddenly felt that he was the one who was presumptuous.

Indeed, people knew that Wuyue Sword Immortal was here in advance, and dared to open a space to teleport over, they must have a well-thought-out plan.

Either they have a great background, or they have extraordinary strength.

In this case, let Senior Wuyue handle it, why are you clamoring?

Live like a clown!

Associating to this point,

Chang Yi immediately took a few steps back, observing silently, not daring to speak out.

"It really is you..."

A smile appeared on Gou Wuyue's face, with the look of reminiscing old friends in his eyes, "Ye Xiaotian!"

Ye Xiaotian?

Seeing the reaction of Senior Wuyue, Chang Yi immediately realized that his guess was correct.

These people have a lot of background!

But Ye Xiaotian...why haven't I heard of it?

"Gou Wuyue!"

Ye Xiaotian fell to the ground steadily, the void behind him was stitched together, after he scolded heavily, he suddenly snorted.

"snort!"

Then, it floated up, half forehead higher than Gou Wuyue in front of him.

"Hahaha……"

Gou Wuyue laughed loudly, "You still look the same, your height doesn't grow, why is your hair so gray?"

Ye Xiaotian's eyes turned cold immediately.

Zhao Xidong was sandwiched between the two of them, and for a moment he felt like he was being attacked from both sides, and silent stabs of cold pierced through his body.

What, these two know each other?

He turned sideways slightly, avoiding the boundary line where the two confronted each other, and came to Chang Yi's side, a little confused.

Immediately, he subconsciously touched Changyi with his elbow, "Do they know each other?"

Chang Yi tilted his head and stared at him.

Zhao Xidong froze on the spot.

Fuck!

What did I just do!

This person did look like a servant running errands next to a big boss, but he was also dressed in white!

At least, it is also the throne...

No!

Being able to do things next to Wuyue Sword Immortal, wouldn't it be Zhan Dao?

How can I be so casual!

"Sorry, sorry..." Zhao Xidong almost buried himself without finding a crack in the ground.

This is more than presumptuous?

It's just too presumptuous!

Although Chang Yi said he was a little displeased, he was not such a fussy person.

Just like the group of people outside the camp who know that the war is coming, they can still joke about "Save Senior Wu Yue".

Under Gou Wuyue's leadership, this group of people can be said to be the most playful.

Zhao Xidong didn't treat him as an outsider, so he was naturally curious about the origin of this white-haired Taoist boy.

"Where are you from? Why are you here?" Turning his head and looking straight ahead, he asked through sound transmission.

Zhao Xidong was stunned for a moment, his lips did not move, but he replied through voice transmission.

"Tian Sang Ling Palace, come and pick me up."

"What's the matter, your boss, you know our boss?" Zhao Xidong was a little puzzled.

The little Tiansang Linggong should have nothing to do with the Zhongyu boss.

now...

know?

"..." Chang Yi was speechless for a while.

People from Tiansang Linggong?

Isn't this the Xiaoling Palace where the corners are, and I know Senior Wuyue?

The two said nothing more.

Because Gou Wuyue spoke again:

"It's been so many years, why hasn't your strength, Ye Xiaotian, improved a bit, and you're still in the... Dao realm?"

Ye Xiaotian's eyes turned cold, and he sneered and said, "The dao state is not bad, so many years have passed, why haven't you broken the void and become a saint, and you are still spinning around?"

"At least I've succeeded in slaying the Dao, and I've stepped into Taixu." Gou Wuyue smiled.

"Taixu, are you satisfied?" Ye Xiaotian sneered, "Back then, some of the ten lords and half-sages had succeeded, right? Your entry is really the slowest!"

Chang Yi listened in a daze behind.

This guy is too daring to say it!

Senior Wuyue had just lamented the realm of Wen Ting Sword Immortal.

This is right, isn't it adding fuel to the fire?

Unexpectedly, Gou Wuyue was not angry at all, she tossed her sleeve robe, and paced and said: "There are priorities, whether there is love or not, there are some things, not because I don't want to, but because I can't."

"In the final analysis, isn't it because you regret joining the Holy Spirit Hall and delay your own cultivation?" Ye Xiaotian said.

Chang Yi's feet felt a little weak when he heard from the side.

What is the origin of this short white-haired man, and why does he dare to say anything?

"Delays are natural. It's hard to have both in the world. Gaining and losing are both inevitable, but it's just a choice." Gou Wuyue sighed, not entangled in this.

He paused and walked behind Ye Xiaotian.

With his hands touching the cracks in the void without any traces, he couldn't even feel the slightest breath.

Gou Wuyue was a little surprised, and asked:

"Or the previous matter, how do you think about it?"

"The attribute of space is rare in the world, but at the same time, it is too difficult to cut Dao."

"Only by yourself, I'm afraid that if you boil your hair from white to black, it may not help."

"but!"

As Gou Wuyue said, she turned around and stared at the back of the white-haired Daoist boy, "As long as you agree, with resources and the power of a semi-sage, it's not difficult to cut Dao with space!"

"Heh." Ye Xiaotian sneered: "Don't worry, I won't join the Holy Spirit Hall."

click.

The two listening on the side instantly petrified.

Add, join the Temple of the Holy Spirit?

Zhao Xidong and Chang Yi turned their heads with difficulty, and their eyes met, all in disbelief.

The former marveled at when the dean could be targeted by the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Hall, and he could refuse such a temptation.

The latter was shocked by a mere throne, and was able to flatly deny Senior Wuyue's invitation.

"etc!"

"Spatial attributes?"

The more Chang Yi looked at the white-haired Taoist boy in front of him, the more familiar he felt.

Spatial properties are too rare.

Even the headquarters of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, which he is familiar with, can't find even half of it on the surface.

And Senior Wuyue would invite this white-haired Taoist boy to join with such kindness, I am afraid that even if it is secretly, the headquarters will not find anyone who can replace this position.

Trying to recall it, I really recalled something.

Although it's been too long.

But the competition for the top ten seats in the previous session was known as the most intense one in history.

Except for the few names that finally entered the mouth of bards, even those guys who were eliminated were not necessarily worse than ten seats.

"As for... space attributes?"

Taste thought of a person.

At that time, in the early stage of the competition for the ten thrones, there was really a guy who shocked everyone with his skills. He was a mere master at the peak, and he could only be regarded as a half-step throne if he died. battlefield.

It seems to rely on that shocking space attribute.

Indeed, some people have commented in this way, if those who play space can be born a few years earlier, how many years of experience will it take.

As long as you can comprehend the Dao realm in the early stage of the ten thrones, you can step into the throne.

Among the ten seats, there must be a place for it!

But what a pity.

Time is really the unit of everything that no one can surpass.

The blemishes of the half-step throne are indeed limitations, and "touching the way of heaven" and "manipulating the way of heaven" are indeed insurmountable hurdles like natural moats.

No one can step over!

The big waves washed away the fine sand.

But time is indeed the unit of everything...

When the time comes, the sand will form a tower.

Back then, that person had once again forcibly broken into the sight of the giant at the headquarters of the Temple of the Holy Spirit?

"So, that guy, is this guy? Is this white-haired Daoist...Ye Xiaotian?" Chang Yi felt that he couldn't run away in all likelihood.

This is a man lost to time?

Then it's no wonder that he dared to talk to Senior Wuyue like this, and even called him by his first name...

They are all from that era, maybe they have fought against each other?

At this moment, Chang Yi, who wanted to see through everything, suddenly felt how presumptuous he was before.

Should have thought of it.

Spatial attributes, will it be simple?

He shivered a little.

...

Ye Xiaotian's direct refusal made the atmosphere a little quieter.

Gou Wuyue pondered for a moment, then said: "Why don't you really think about it?"

"I don't want to take over your mess," Ye Xiaotian responded without even thinking about it, "Look at you, your edges and corners have been smoothed by reality, and you are so slow to break through your cultivation base."

"But you are not the same?" Gou Wuyue raised her hand, "What can a small Tiansang Linggong give you? You didn't even have a decent battle there. Now, you still have the pride of the past? Do you have the confidence to face the Dao directly?"

"A Tiansang Linggong is enough for me, I am satisfied." Ye Xiaotian did not respond positively.

"You are sticking to your feet!" Gou Wuyue shouted.

"Contentment and happiness."

"Closed doors!"

"Pleasant."

"Deceive yourself and others, sit in a well and watch the sky!"

"It's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail."

"you……"

Ye Xiaotian answered fluently.

Gou Wuyue was a little annoyed, and narrowed her eyes: "Are you mocking me?"

"Don't take your seat."

"Because of love, I have to do it!" Gou Wuyue's voice became cold for the first time.

"Then where did your sword come from?" Ye Xiaotian focused on the famous sword Nulan's voice on his back.

The scene froze immediately.

Housewarming hands trembled, never expecting things to develop like this.

He wants to be a peacemaker and mediate from it.

But Gou Wuyue suddenly drew his sword.

"Om—"

For a moment, the sword blew loudly and hissed to the sky, and the hall was shocked by the cold light. The camp of the Chinese army was divided into two, and the two sides exploded directly with a bang.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck, don't press me!"

"Hasty, my—"

Huddled together outside, the white-clothed eavesdroppers were so frightened that they retreated again and again.

It's okay to retreat, but how can there be time?

For a while, shoulders bumped into shoulders, feet stomped on feet, the crowd pushed and fell, and screams came and went.

The surprised eyes of the onlookers in the camp glanced over, the white clothes outside scattered in a rush, and the court was divided into three parties, and the scene was about to explode.

"Ye Xiaotian, do you want to die?" Gou Wuyue's eyes were extremely serious.

Chang Yi hadn't seen Senior Wuyue lose his temper in such a long time, and for a while he retreated like Zhao Xidong.

But on second thought.

wrong!

He was on Wuyue Sword Immortal's side, and he immediately stabilized his heels, stood upright, and golden rays of light bloomed from his fingertips.

Zhao Xidong was almost blinded by this flash of light.

"Light?" He was terrified, swallowing his saliva with difficulty.

Just kidding!

This follower, is so clingy?

This attribute is also very rare!

"Wuyue Sword Immortal, what a majesty!" Ye Xiaotian sneered, and said, "With the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal, are you using yourself to overwhelm people of an era?"

Gou Wuyue lowered her eyelids, but there was no movement.

With a sound of "buzz", the light of the spirit circle above the nine heavens fluctuated, and it actually directly enveloped this place.

In the next second, the people from Tiansang Ling Palace who were originally in the main tent were directly teleported tens of feet away, and then moved to the back of Gou Wuyue, avoiding the confrontation.

"Who moved the spirit array?"

The group of people in white who retreated to the rear were dumbfounded for a moment, and turned their eyes to the group of people who were engaged in the spiritual formation.

"No ah!"

The white-clothed people who were squeezed at the back panicked, "We didn't even touch it..."

"Then this?"

"Manipulated?!"

The scene was dead silent for a moment, before all the white clothes reacted and wanted to go to war.

A sudden, treacherous laugh broke the silence.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee..."

"Calm down, everyone, calm down, we're not here to fight."

"Xiao Tian!"

One of the housewarmers pressed Ye Xiaotian's shoulder, and found that his hand had directly passed through the opponent's body, and immediately cursed: "Stand lower!"

Ye Xiaotian remained motionless.

Hearing that weird laughter, Gou Wuyue twitched the corners of his mouth, he turned around slowly, and finally set his sights on this little-known guy who was always smiling.

"and who are you?"

"Hehehehe..." Qiaoqian smiled kindly twice to show his friendliness. He pressed his hand, "Put down, put down the swords, let's not fight, okay?"

Gou Wuyue was speechless, with a shake of his hand, the sound of the sword in the void shook the sky.

"Housewarming!" Elder Qiao quickly added a few words, "Housewarming is happy or not, we have no malicious intentions, calm down, senior Wuyue calm down and laugh..."