I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"What is it?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became hot.

Who doesn't want to be a child, reaching for gifts every day when there is nothing to do?

Along the way, if you say that you don't envy other peers, you must be lying.

Xu Xiao has been beaten up by many people.

Every time those guys come up with some background, hole cards, or trump cards.

What Xu Xiaoshou can do is to hide a "passive fist" that needs to be accumulated for a long time, in case of emergency.

Obviously, there is also an old Sang behind him, a Taixu who can beat most of the world.

Obviously, behind Sang Lao is the Jinzhao demi-holy of the Holy Palace, Long Rongzhi.

Thinking about it in this way, Xu Xiaoshou's identity as the descendant of Taixu, or even the descendant of the semi-saint, can be true.

But what the reality shows is that Xu Xiaoshou can't say anything, can't do anything.

These layers of background cannot be brought to the table.

He couldn't be like others. After encountering a strong enemy, he said: "You dare to beat me? There is someone behind me!"

Then the enemy retreated...

impossible.

can't do it!

Even Xu Xiaoshou's identity as the descendant of the semi-sage on the first floor of the sky was fabricated by Xu Xiaoshou himself.

A fox pretends to be a fox.

These are useless when encountering a strong enemy.

but!

Xu Xiaoshou could feel the majestic energy inside the three pill bottles that Sang Lao had in front of him, and it could even be said to be terrifying.

This is the real hole card!

Xu Xiaoshou understood that this time, it was impossible for Sang Lao to prepare three more bottles of Yuan Ting Pill for him for no reason.

Because of this imaginary world constructed by the other party,

It is for his disciples to use to defeat the enemy after encountering Taixu or even a semi-saint.

At that moment Xu Xiaoshou looked at Sang Lao expectantly.

Sang Lao smiled, and no longer pretended to be a joke, but pointed to the first pill bottle and said: "This is a virtual image."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Virtual image?"

"right."

Sang Lao nodded and continued: "The process of making the virtual image is very difficult, and it even takes several years of Taixu's effort. Generally, even if the Taixu family is not the most valued disciple, they will not be bestowed by the elders."

This time, Xu Xiaoshou was sure that the virtual image that Sang Lao said was the virtual image he had seen before.

At the meeting in Tiansang City, Zhang Taiying's avatar of the concubine left a deep impression on him.

The opponent couldn't even move at that time.

But only relying on the protective power of the phantom image, Xu Xiaoshou and Xinggugu were two, one was a berserk giant, and the other turned into a ghost.

But in the end, even when he was almost exhausted, he couldn't break through its defense at all!

Until Ah Jie's kick ended everything...

But that was the only remaining power of virtual image protection under Zhang Taiying's uncontrollable control.

If the opponent can exert the attack power of the virtual image.

Xu Xiaoshou believed that even if Ah Jie was added in that battle, it might be difficult for him to win Zhang Taiying.

"Do you have a name?" At this moment Xu Xiaoshou came back to his senses and asked.

He remembered that virtual images had names, like Zhang Taiying's "Emperor Concubine Virtual Image", which sounded very domineering.

Shout before the battle.

The enemy's momentum will be weaker by three points.

Sang Lao shook his head: "This old man has never made a virtual image for anyone in his life. This is the first one, and he hasn't named it yet."

Xu Xiaoshou said: "Then you take one, I decided to accept this gift."

Old Sang's eyelids twitched.

This tone, as if the other party is bestowing something.

But don't care.

After deliberating, Elder Sang pondered and said, "Then call it 'Black Flame God'!"

"Black?" Xu Xiaoshou was slightly puzzled.

Jinzhao's veins are all white flames, why is it called "black".

But after thinking about it again, it seems that Sang Lao's famous stunt is not Bai Yan, but his own "sleeveless red burnt hands".

Xu Xiaoshou had seen those scorched black hands before in the Eight Palaces.

Absolutely hot!

Even the way of heaven can be burned, and it is simply invincible.

Now he understood why Sang Lao would name him "Black Flame God".

Grabbing the pill bottle, Xu Xiaoshou looked at the second one: "What about this?"

Sang Lao shook his head when he saw his apprentice's eagerness, but didn't say much, and pointed to the second single bottle on the ground: "This is a holy image."

"Huh?" Xu Xiaoshou's heart stopped beating immediately, his eyes were full of shock, "Holy? Did you make a slip of the tongue?"

The sense of oppression brought by the Tianqilin Jiangxian statue is still vivid.

If it wasn't for the two of Yama and Wang, they had already prepared, and even prepared quite a lot.

The two major slashing ways, even in front of the holy statue, the only thing they can do is to kneel down and obey the law.

Elder Sang, do you have icons too?

Seeming to see Xu Xiaoshou's doubts, Sang Lao smiled: "This is the holy image left by your ancestor, but the old man has already broken with him and doesn't want to use it, so I leave it to you."

"Are you crazy?!"

After Xu Xiaoshou was surprised, the first thing he thought of was not himself, but recalled the arrow from Ai Cangsheng in the Eight Palaces.

If at that time, Sang Lao opened the holy statue, would it be possible to resist the arrow of the evil bow of love for the common people?

No!

Not possible!

It should be totally fine...

"Snapped."

Sang Lao leaned over suddenly, and rewarded Xu Xiaoshou with a shudder again: "How did you talk!"

After waiting, Xu Xiaoshou looked at him half-sadly and half-inquiringly.

He sighed a long time, and said wistfully: "Xu Xiaoshou, you are indeed very smart, but some things are not as simple as you think."

"What do you mean?" Xu Xiaoshou was confused.

Elder Sang pointed to the top of his head, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said:

"The old man should have told you that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

"Some things, you think you want to break through three layers, but in fact it has five layers of meaning."

"Even with your current aptitude and ability, even if you can see the third floor, the old man can tell you that those three floors are just what others want you to see."

"What you can see with your ability will always be the tip of the iceberg in this world."

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep thought.

What does it mean?

If there is an icon, then choose the arrow...

Could this be Sang Lao's plan?

Sang Lao wanted to get into the prison of the Temple of the Holy Spirit?

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback by this idea, and immediately denied it.

impossible!

Because if Sang Lao wanted to, in those years earlier, when Gou Wuyue was dispatched, he could step down and go to jail.

Why bother, waiting for an arrow to love the common people?

Moreover, in prison, what do you want?

Those big torturers in the Temple of the Holy God?

Old Sang turned out to be...

"Snapped!"

While thinking about it, Sang Lao slapped Xu Xiaoshou again and woke him up, cursing angrily:

"Don't think about it, it's still the same sentence, before you don't have absolute strength, you should be serious and make a pawn!"

"There are many smart people in this world, one Dao Qiongcang is enough for you to drink more than one pot."

"Do you really think that your current abilities can be compared with those of the previous era?"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head when he heard the words: "I'm not so conceited..."

Old Sang immediately interrupted: "But what I am facing now, and what you will face in the future, are far more than just one Dao Qiongchuang!"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly raised his eyes, enlightened.

yes!

I am indeed just a junior, so I don't need to think so much.

But what Sang Lao and Ba Zun are fighting against is the pinnacle of this world.

Such characters, regardless of enemy or friend, if the layout can really be thought of by a junior like myself, can they still be called powerful?

"Xu Xiaoshou."

Sang Lao suddenly lowered his voice: "Remember, you can put your eyes above your peers for the time being, but if you want to surpass them, or even catch up with the people of the previous era, you must not only have peers in your eyes, Even, not only the previous generation!"

Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.

He recognized Sang Lao's voice-over.

What a terrible reality is this?

He, Xu Xiaoshou, was born in an era late, but wants to pursue the previous era.

But at the same time, people of the previous era will certainly not be able to stay where they are, but will only be struggling to catch up with the previous era.

Everyone seems to be "blindly" rushing towards a "goal".

It seems to have a purpose.

But I can't see where the target is.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that this "blindness" was right in his description.

As for "goal"...

Or it cannot be said to be a "goal", it should be said to be an "answer".

That "answer" that is hidden in the deepest part of the continent and that everyone is chasing but can't give.

Xu Xiaoshou once asked.

Most people can't give it.

Even Sang Lao never said it outright.

But the eight gods have known to him.

That "answer" is called "freedom".

Whether it is the absolute control of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, the "cage theory" mentioned by Sang Lao, or the "people from outside the sky" that Xu Xiaoshou vividly told about the eight statues in the White Cave...

Everything can be attributed to "for freedom".

It's just that the "freedom" that the Temple of the Holy Spirit wants to give to the mainland seems to be completely different from the "freedom" under the concept of Sang Lao and the eight gods.

"A very serious continent-level involution..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, and gave such a conclusion, sighing speechlessly.

At this time, Sang Lao's figure disappeared, and the world turned into a blur, as if everything was about to disappear.

Xu Xiao came back to his senses in shock: "What? The time is coming? Are you going to die again?"

"Snapped."

Sang Lao abruptly slapped his palm again angrily, "There's so much bullshit!"

This time he didn't talk nonsense anymore, but got back to the topic, pointed to the second pill bottle, and said:

"This holy image is called 'Nine Dragons Burning Ancestor'. With your current cultivation base, summoning is actually killing one thousand enemies and damaging yourself eight hundred, so..."

Old Sang spoke faster, and pointed to the third pill bottle, "This is a bottle of holy blood, which also came from your ancestor. Before summoning the holy image, take a drop first, it can save your life."

Xu Xiaoshou was greatly shocked, and asked in a horrified voice, "A bottle of holy blood?"

If he remembers correctly.

The unit of measurement for the holy blood seems to be... a drop?

"Um."

Elder Sang nodded, "A whole bottle of holy blood is full! The old man said that he broke with your master long ago, so he didn't use his things, but it is your master's blood after all, it is hard-won, you want Use it with caution, it will be gone after you use it up.”

"A bottle, how many drops?" Xu Xiaoshou swallowed.

"A dozen or so drops, I don't know, who would count this if they have nothing to do?"

"It's enough for you anyway!"

Elder Sang flicked his sleeves, paused, and added: "Oh, by the way, this is the holy blood specially made by your master, don't forget that he is also a good alchemist, so this holy blood has no other side effects of overbearing holy blood , even when you are dying, you can swallow and eat it as a healing holy medicine like 'God's Blessing'."

"Gulu~"

Xu Xiaoshou was really frightened.

This, this, this...

Jinzhao's ability to protect the calf's urine can be regarded as refreshing his cognition once again.

After grabbing the last two elixir bottles, Xu Xiaoshou asked curiously: "Master is so kind to you, why did you break with him?"

"Snapped."

Sang Lao slapped again, and then touched his hands with unsatisfied intentions, as if he would soon be out of touch, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

"Ooh."

Xu Xiaoshou scratched his head. In fact, based on his reaction, Sang Lao's little phantom couldn't capture him at all.

But he also surprisingly didn't want to hide, and his inner thoughts actually coincided with Sang Lao's.

After these few blows, I guess it will be difficult to get beaten again in the future.

"Is there anything else you want to entrust?" After thinking for a while, Xu Xiaoshou asked, "You can also write a will or something, if you have any unfulfilled wishes..."

"Snapped."

Sang Lao slapped him again.

Xu Xiaoshou held his head and smiled.

Seeing his apprentice giggling like this after taking pictures, Mr. Sang was actually happy and smiled.

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other and laughed in this illusory realm where no time passed. The scene should not be too weird.

Laughing and laughing, Xu Xiaoshou's voice suddenly stopped, his nose sore, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Sang Lao at this time really looks like he is in his twilight years.

His figure began to become illusory and shaky.

Even this void world began to have void cracks, which were gradually disintegrating.

"hey-hey……"

Xu Xiaoshou laughed dryly again.

He obviously had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.

"hey-hey……"

Old Sang was also smiling wickedly. This scene reminded him of the embarrassment of being shot into the nostrils by fire seeds when he was teaching Xu Xiaoshou alchemy in Lingzang Pavilion.

He didn't smile either.

After talking about the business, the two faced each other without saying a word, and both of them stopped talking.

This is Xu Xiaoshou's first apprenticeship.

He didn't have any relatives before, so he didn't know how to start a topic other than talking about business after seeing his relatives after a long time.

For example, how is your life in prison, whether people in the Temple of the Holy Spirit have abused you, how is the food, etc...

It was not the first time Sang Lao had taken in an apprentice, but Xu Xiaoshou was the only one who survived among the apprentices he took in.

He also didn't know how to talk about the topics he really wanted to talk about with his apprentices in this last meeting besides teaching alchemy and fighting.

For example, you haven't told the old man the story of the White Grotto. Now you should be in the East Heavenly King City. What's the specific situation? Outside the Linggong Palace, you have found a little girlfriend, etc...

With a bang, the world suddenly shattered.

At this time, Sang Lao and Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have thought of something at the same time, and said at the same time:

"By the way, your junior sister..."

"That's right, Mu Zixi, she..."

The two spoke at the same time, stopped at the same time, and smiled at each other.

Smile.

To laugh.

When the figure disappeared, Sang Lao waved his hand, as if he had fulfilled all his wishes, and said indifferently:

"Xu Xiaoshou, take good care of your junior sister. These three things are for you to protect your junior sister."

"Then, remember what the old man in the Eight Palaces told you last."

"If I die, on this continent, you don't need to be afraid of anyone in the world!"

"Something happened, ask Long Rongzhi to help you solve it!"

"besides……"

Obviously his lower body was gone, but the dead old man was speaking faster and faster. It seemed that he didn't start to speak until this time:

"And don't blindly worship the eight gods, the only person you can trust in this world is yourself."

"Don't give up alchemy, swordsmanship is rubbish, don't believe his nonsense."

"Jin Zhaotian Fen cultivates hard, it can become holy!"

"And, and..."

As the end approached, Sang Lao suddenly became more anxious.

"Damn old man!"

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou interrupted suddenly.

His nose was sour, his eyes were reddish, misty, he didn't expect to be moved by the old man's mouth at the last moment.

Then he pulled out Zangku and swore his will with this sword.

Surging white flames erupted all over his body, as if the flame god of Sang Lao was reborn.

Bai Yan spread along his right arm to Zangku, and then Xu Xiaoshou pointed his black sword against the sky, hissing and roaring at the old man who only had an illusory head image left:

"Damn old man, wait for me!"

"When I am on the throne, I will dare to go up to the holy mountain with my sword in hand, save you from the sea of ​​suffering, overturn that broken chess game, and teach that damned person to love the common people and start a new life!"

With a bang, the virtual world shattered.

Elder Sang's shadow completely disappeared.

But Xu Xiaoshou could clearly see Sang Lao Xuying, who was forced to speak from the end but held back because of his own words, put thousands of words into the last word, and then nodded with a smile.

"good."