I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"I have a passive skill ()"!

"Discussed, passive value, +2."

"Worried, passive value, +3."

"Being watched, passive value, +782."

Xu Xiaoshou walked out of the space crack behind the three big bosses, Sheng Nu, and was almost not scared by the sudden number.

"782?"

At the same time, there are more than seven hundred people watching me?

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he hadn't seen this amount of "being watched" for a long time.

In the past, only the group arena, or the huge crowds on the eve of the opening of the Eight Palaces, could reach such a number.

but now……

"Perception" tried his best to sweep it away, and Xu Xiaoshou could instantly judge that there were only sixty or seventy people in white clothes surrounding him.

So, where are the remaining 700 pairs of eyes hidden?

For a moment, Xu Xiaoshou's heart felt numb.

"Yo, good battle!"

Cenchov jumped out of the space crack, stood in the void, pulled out the small ax pinned to his waist, and loosened his belt.

The rain in the sky straightened up with his figure, as if it was completely supported.

With a surging momentum rising steadily, his Dao-slashing aura also began to change step by step, climbing up to that horrifying realm little by little.

"It really is too empty..."

Gou Wuyue murmured silently, her gaze moved away from the unconscious masked man on Cenchov's back, and then fell on the young man behind the two.

Square face, beard, long hair...

No matter how you look at it, it is not like the person in the first-hand information sent by Yu Lingdi.

And the words that Vigil had just said echoed in his ears again.

"Then Xu Xiaoshou, in ten sentences,

If there are nine and a half sentences that are true, that's fine, and the remaining half sentences are best not to listen to! "

Gou Wuyue laughed.

Sure enough, if anyone had the deepest understanding of Xu Xiaoshou, it was the night watchman who had dealt with him several times in person.

"Holy slave?" Gou Wuyue looked away and asked loudly.

"Holy slave!" Cenchov nodded his head and said in a low voice.

"Om—"

The voice of the famous sword Nulan trembled suddenly, as if to open a new chapter in the battle.

Gou Wuyue clenched it tightly, her head never lowered, but she could already feel Mingjian's resentment.

It seems that there is still a festival between this sword and this person!

"Keng--"

The four swords in Xu Xiaoshou's hand were also shaken violently.

The sonorous sound instantly calmed the oncoming awe-inspiring sword intent, and the void was once again clean.

"Patter..."

Rain, falling again.

The silent confrontation seemed to have begun since the first meeting between the two sides.

...

"Where's Xu Xiaoshou?"

On the other side, the eyes of Qiaoqian were eagerly looking at the three people who jumped out of the crack and a comatose corpse... the first saint slave?

He didn't pay too much attention, but put his gaze behind them.

But after the appearance of the four holy slaves, the cracks in the space behind them began to repair.

This also means that the White Cave incident is completely over.

Everything is turned upside down!

"But... what about Xu Xiaoshou?"

I can't believe the housewarming.

If the result is really like this, then it cannot be found in Gou Wuyue's imprisoned space, and the White Cave has not been able to come out...

Xu Xiaoshou, where can I go?

he died?

"That young man..."

Ye Xiaotian stared at the young man with a square face and beard, his eyelids drooped, as if lost in thought.

"retreat."

In a short time, with a single move, he led the people around him and then dodged to the very rear, away from the battlefield.

"Ye Xiaotian!"

Immediately, the housewarming became impatient, "Xiao Shou is still here..."

"Don't be impatient."

Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand to stop Qiao Qian from talking too much, and said: "You go back first, I will go back as soon as I go."

"wait……"

Qiaoqian's eyes widened, and he wanted to stop him immediately, but the white-haired Taoist boy disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When it reappeared, it had already fallen into the middle of the confrontation between Baiyi and the holy slave.

"Gou Wuyue, before you started the war, you said that as long as I see the person I want to see, I can take them away." Ye Xiaotian first turned to look at Gou Wuyue and said.

"random."

Gou Wuyue stretched out her hand very generously, as if she didn't care what the Lord of the Spirit Palace would do next.

In fact, he was also very curious, the person from Tiansang Ling Palace that Ye Xiaotian wanted to take away would be the storyteller, Cen Qiaofu, and the chief slave?

Or, that Wen Ming who doesn't look like Xu Xiaoshou?

"Thank you."

Ye Xiaotian nodded, then cast his eyes on the young man with a square face and beard, and said calmly:

"I am the head of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Linggong. This trip is only to bring back the experienced disciples of the Linggong in the White Cave. All disciples of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Linggong can leave with me at this moment."

His eyes were burning, he paused, and added: "Nod, that's all."

After these words were settled, everyone in the audience couldn't help but fix their eyes on the young man again.

"Invited, passive value, +1."

"Worried, passive value, +4."

"Being watched, passive value, +782."

Dean...

Xu Xiaoshou's heart warmed.

With just this one sentence, he can be sure that the dean has never been subdued by the white clothes, nor is he using those little tricks to verify his identity.

Xu Xiaoshou never thought that after the thrilling battle in the White Cave.

Outside, there are still people waiting for him.

"It turns out that I'm not fighting alone..."

But, it's too late!

Xu Xiaoshou grinned.

He already understood that he was destined to come to this point from the midfielder of the "Fighting for Hegemony" in the outer court, and from the time he met Sang Lao.

The dean is indeed a typical example of a knife-mouthed bean curd heart.

But your appearance was more than one step late!

Old man Ruosang is not a holy slave, if he hadn't fed the seeds so early in advance, if...

"Ahem."

Xu Xiaoshou coughed lightly, interrupting his wild thoughts.

His face turned calm again, and he said calmly: "More seniors, but I, Tan Ji, am not a disciple of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Linggong. Perhaps, you have misunderstood the person."

Tan Ji?

Ye Xiaotian's heart twitched, this familiar tone...

He immediately became sure that this person was definitely Xu Xiaoshou!

Fang wanted to continue speaking, but he suddenly remembered something.

"A disciple of the inner court?"

Yes!

Just now, in my subconscious mind, I also thought that all the people who came to participate in the White Cave training this time were disciples of the inner court.

But Xu Xiaoshou didn't seem to be a disciple of the inner court.

In name, he is only the elder brother of the outer courtyard.

Although he has secretly become the personal heir of the vice president, he has no status, and he has never enjoyed the treatment of a disciple of the inner court.

Together with the quota to enter the White Cave, he fought for it himself.

"He, is he holding a grudge?"

This thought flashed across Ye Xiaotian's mind, and he immediately overturned it.

Xu Xiaoshou is not such a stingy person!

He spoke again and again: "All the inner and outer courts are regarded as their own. As long as you are a member of Tiansang Linggong, you only need to nod at this moment..."

After a pause, Ye Xiaotian glanced back at the storyteller and Cenchov who were watching on the side, and said, "No matter who comes, as the head of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace, I will take you away!"

Can the outer court do it too... Xu Xiaoshou felt a little funny.

He was indeed still remembering the revenge that day when he won the first prize in the "Struggle for Hegemony", but was unable to enter the inner courtyard.

But right now, there is so much to do.

If you don't want to, you really can't!

Shaking his head indifferently, Xu Xiaoshou didn't respond.

He will not go back with the dean.

Because of that, perhaps Bai Yi's target would be completely transferred to Tiansang Linggong.

Elder Sang was so secretive and scheming, didn't he just want to avoid bringing disaster to Tiansang Linggong?

Xu Xiaoshou thought he was not that great.

But he is not someone like Sang.

You will not use the same method to train your apprentices just because your master fed you the seeds.

Similarly, compare your heart with your heart.

He, Xu Xiaoshou, would not want to impose the fear and fear that he fell into an inexplicable situation on the entire Tiansang Ling Palace.

After all, there is still the first memory after I came to this world.

Besides the damned Wen Ming and Zhang Xinxiong who are already dead, it also has Elder Qiao, Referee Xiao, Referee Zhao who are looking forward to in the distance...

With Zhou Tiancan, Su Qianqian, Mu Zixi...

There is the Lingzang Pavilion that was almost burned down, and the Tianxuan Gate that was almost collapsed...

very many!

Recalling this, Xu Xiaoshou really wants to go back to his spiritual site to continue studying alchemy techniques, and then find a time to take off the alchemist badge that does not match his own strength, and then go to test for the spirit array teacher badge. To fulfill my collection addiction.

but……

"goodbye."

Saying softly in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou lightly shook his head, and took a small step back.

This step announced his decision.

"Crack."

Ye Xiaotian clenched his fist.

It was as if a crack had appeared in the void.

Between heaven and earth, there were no more raindrops, no shadows, only the white-haired Daoist boy and the square-faced youth remained.

"Xu Xiaoshou!" Ye Xiaotian shouted angrily.

"Being called, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback, and instantly realized that this was the realm of the throne of the dean.

It's just... won't they find out?

After scanning for a week, the rest of the people waited, as if they really disappeared?

Master Dean, are you so strong?

"I have something to say to you."

Ye Xiaotian paused, then said in a deep voice, "Alone."

Xu Xiaoshou had a sore nose for no reason.

In such a solitary environment, facing such a former elder, the thrilling memories of the White Cave flooded back and forth, and he almost shouted "I have it too".

But pursing his lips, Xu Xiaoshou didn't say anything.

"I……"

Ye Xiaotian also wanted to say a thousand words, but his lips and teeth parted, but they suddenly closed.

Then speak again:

"Old Sang..."

He paused, frowned, and changed his words:

"A ring..."

stopped.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, all silent.

There is no wind in the void, and even time has stopped.

It seems that at this moment, every matter, big or small, can be singled out and talked about.

Xu Xiaoshou is like this, and so is Ye Xiaotian.

He only felt those concerns in his heart, and desperately wanted to pop them out of his mouth in such a short moment, and then put them into the ears of the young man in front of him, so that he could listen and feel at ease.

But every subject of every sentence is so out of place and out of place at this time.

Ye Xiaotian seemed to have lost his ability to speak, struggling for a while, but couldn't utter half a complete sentence.

He could see Xu Xiaoshou's eyes that never changed under that change.

Those eyes are not deceiving.

Young people only have such experience, and they can't fool this white-haired Taoist boy who has been in the rivers and lakes for most of his life.

Who can't see that this guy, like old man Sang, intends to choose to fight everything alone in order not to bring disaster to Tiansang Linggong?

Who is so stupid? !

Ye Xiaotian let out a heavy sigh of relief, stretched his eyelids, no matter how dry his eyeballs were, he didn't dare to blink.

He floated a little higher, and reached out his hand to hang on Xu Xiaoshou's shoulder.

"Thanks for your hard work."

One sentence, three words.

Ye Xiaotian restrained all his emotions, "And...survive!"

despair.

Take it with one palm.

The scene in front of him blurred, the sound of pattering rain reappeared, and the tall and straight white clothes came into view again.

When Xu Xiaoshou came back to his senses, Ye Xiaotian had disappeared.

He hurriedly looked in the direction of Qiaoqian, and what he saw was Elder Qiao who was secretly wiping his nose and tears, and the four people in the Linggong Palace who had completely disappeared after the dean flicked his sleeve robe.

"Walk!"

With a burst of shouting, there was three points of unwillingness and seven points of helplessness.

The mourning flowers and weeds left all over the ground are swaying alone in the sound of wind and rain.

"Obviously there are so many people standing here..."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt that he could feel the temperature of the rain, that is, lonely cold!

...

"Your name is Tan Ji?"

Gou Wuyue didn't seem to care about the other people in Shengnu at all, and talked to Xu Xiaoshou on her own.

"Being asked, passive value, +1."

"Being watched, passive value, +782."

Xu Xiaoshou shook his body, ejected the rain that had soaked his clothes, and immediately regained his composure and calmed down.

Now is not the time to be sentimental.

A big battle is waiting in front of you!

A little carelessness, Chi Yu suffered a disaster and said...

He woke up and asked, "Is the name so important?"

"Yes." Gou Wuyue said with a smile.

"Well, I can solemnly tell you that my name is not Tan Ji!"

"oh?"

"Tan Ji, it's just my name..."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded solemnly: "My surname is Xiaoshi."

"Xiaoshi, Tan Ji?"

Gou Wuyue was stunned.

"Suspected, passive value, +1."

"Questioned, passive value, +782."

"Be ridiculed, passive value, +345."

"Being liked, passive value, +1."

"Cluck..."

The storyteller covered his mouth and laughed, and said for a long time: "Xiao Shi Tan Ji, you don't need to talk to them anymore, no matter how much you talk, will they let us go?"

"When asked, passive value, +1."

"Yes." Xu Xiaoshou nodded seriously.

This time, not only the storyteller, but everyone in the audience was shocked by his confidence.

He is so ordinary...

How dare you be so sure?

Could it be that this is a fool?

"Suspected, passive value, +780."

"Being defamed, passive value, +663."

Xu Xiaoshou ignored the storyteller, but raised his eyes to stare at the middle-aged man dressed as a swordsman in front of him with an extraordinary bearing.

Then, he bowed heavily.

After pondering for three full breaths, he got up, took a big breath, and said seriously:

"Presumably, senior is the one who was said to be able to kill the second son of the holy slave and run away, chase the seventh son of the holy slave to run across the two domains, and even cultivate disciples with excellent temperament and amazing potential. The evil forces, the official ruler of the Holy God Hall, the top ten powerhouses in the world who are among the Seven Sword Immortals, Gou Wuyue, Gou...ah bah, Senior Wuyue?" Xu Xiaoshou Full of respect.

Gou Wuyue: "..."

Bai Yi: "..."

Storyteller, Cenchov:? ? ?

"Suspected, passive value, +780."

"Be ridiculed, passive value, +423."

"Conjecture, passive value, +644."

What does he want to do?

At this moment, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and such questions popped up at the same time.

Even Wuyue Sword Immortal, who has always been calm and calm, is a little uneasy at this moment.

He didn't dare to fully respond for a while.

This name is too heavy, he almost didn't hear it all, and he didn't know what the young man in front of him wanted to play.

But the other party had a respectful expression on his face, if he didn't reply, it would be a bit out of style.

"what do you want to say?"

Gou Wuyue held down the famous sword that was about to move.

"This junior just wants to express his admiration for Senior Wuyue..."

Looking at the trembling hands of the other party, Xu Xiaoshou sped up his speech, saving the follow-up 10,000-word flattery, and came directly to the ending, "And you are humble and respectful, and you dare not speak without authorization, and meddle in the affairs of your seniors." Things."

"What's the meaning?"

"What's the matter?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, Gou Wuyue also frowned, puzzled.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled embarrassingly, rubbed his hands, and after scanning the audience for a week, said:

"In short, it's the battle of the big bosses above the throne level. The younger generation may really not be able to intervene. Can you let me choose to sit on the sidelines?"

He shrank his neck, a little timidly: "Which one of you wins, who shall I go with? The kind that walks obediently and never resists..."

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