I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Roar……"

Watching the old enemy lingering in demonic energy leave in a daze, Gou Wuyue's eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

He leaned on his sword to support his body as if he was exhausted, but finally he couldn't hold it anymore and could only sit down cross-legged.

The demeanor of the Moonless Sword Immortal in the past is long gone now.

Gou Wuyue is no longer fluttering in blue clothes, with a leucorrhea around her forehead, her temperament is refined.

His body was covered with bloody bandages, and the wounds all over his body were always in pain because he was often soaked in the dead sea.

This body injury was all created by Sheng Nu Wuxie!

Ancient sword cultivators are completely different from physical cultivators. They have high attack and low defense, and they don't have such good resilience.

Once the output cannot perfectly replace the defense, it will be full of injuries.

And in the Dead Sea, without spirit essence, elixir and other restorative things, Gu Jianxiu's physique is basically the same as that of ordinary people.

Sheng Nu Wuxiu was also cut by Gou Wuyue with sword wounds all over his body, but he often healed his injuries on his own after he went mad.

Gou Wuyue can't do it.

Every time he fights for half an hour, he will always be seized by the lunatic and leave wounds.

Over time, he has been completely broken, like an old man in his dying years, without the appearance of a sword fairy in the sky.

"well……"

Thinking of the old friends who were beaten into the enchantment of forbidden law just like him.

What he encountered was more and stronger ghosts and beasts than Sheng Nu Wuxiu, but he was able to come out intact.

Gou Wuyue couldn't help letting out a long sigh.

The contrast between the two poles is so stark, which is really embarrassing.

Thinking of Ba Zun Fan, he couldn't help but think of the battle in Ba Gong.

Thinking of the eight palaces, he couldn't help but think of the advice of the eight masters.

The "Great Buddha Slash" that day cut off not only Gou Wuyue's pride, but also the creed he had followed for half his life.

Looking up.

The dark and unwavering Dead Sea rewritten his state of mind at the moment just like the eight palaces rewritten his life trajectory that day.

"Heiyun deceives Tiansang, and the river flows westward."

"The Dao Gang is often absent, and the power is due to the servants."

"A broken wing is not a bird, but a sword is not an ordinary body."

"Bow in sincerity and fear? My Dao is too low..."

Closing her eyes, whispering silently, Gou Wuyue paused for a long time before sighing again.

The voice of Nu Lan in his hand seemed to empathize with the loneliness of the master's mood at the moment, and let out a low hum.

"Know..."

It's today.

Combined with Bazun's familiarity with what he did after Bagongli, recalling his announcement when he came back, and also exhorting himself, Gou Wuyue has a new understanding.

At that time, he thought that the Eight Venerable Masters still hadn't been caught in the pit, gained a bit of wisdom, and were still immersed in the glory of the past.

Now, he saw the unruly young man who had never been defeated again.

The situation is changing, the principles of Taoism are upside down, and the wings of flying birds are broken. It turns out that it was the demons who made the chaos, and the holy emperor sealed the sky.

I thought that the undefeated boy had already fallen.

But I never thought that the giant bowed down, not out of fear, but because the sky is low, and the straight waist will touch the head.

When he returned from the fall and straightened his back again, he was still the same sky-high one-foot-eight god, still the same!

"and I?"

Gou Wuyue asked themselves, shaking their heads and laughing.

Although Yi is unwilling to admit it, but in the eyes of the Eight Venerables, Gou Wuyue has indeed chosen to be enshrined by the Holy Emperor, follow the new rules, let go of his arrogance, and bow down as a servant.

"I thought that within the rules, as long as there is no desire or desire, you can do whatever you want and cultivate the Dao."

"It turns out that as long as you can't escape the restrictions, no matter how desireless and reckless you seem, you are still the golden bird in the cage, and your freedom is limited."

"perhaps you're right……"

Gou Wuyue let go of her arrogance after being tempered by the Dead Sea, and kept thinking about what she did before.

He was thinking about why he could use the "Sword of No Desire to Act Without Desire" when he was young, but he couldn't use a sword when he was old, and the more he lived, the more he passed.

What is "true without desire" and what is "true delusion"?

"Ah……"

Gou Wuyue, whose long hair was loose for a long time, let out a miserable laugh, shook her head and muttered to herself:

"Wen Ting, Wen Ting, you were frustrated 30 years earlier than me, and you also woke up 30 years earlier than me!"

Straightened up, glanced at the broken arm, Gou Wuyue's eyes no longer hesitated, and completely gave up on the Holy Spirit Hall.

He no longer had any hope.

Gu Jianxiu should not limit himself.

Any "doing nothing" under the rules is an excuse.

——I have put shackles on myself and faith, and I have to rely on others to kill the gods and Buddhas in my heart. How can I make another breakthrough?

The eight masters are the true temperament!

Lawlessness is the most vivid interpretation of the three words "Gu Jianxiu"!

No matter how dissatisfied, Gou Wuyue has to admit that he has lost more than one chip.

If you don't wake up again, there is no hope of getting close to that person in this life!

Well said sleeveless...

This lunatic spends half an hour of waking time every day, half of which comes to fight with himself, and half of it tells his understanding of the Dao during the battle, and asks Gou Wuyue to help remember.

Naturally, Gou Wuyue will not help Wuxie remember his understanding of the profound meaning of fire every time he wakes up, and then, at his request, tell him the various attempts he has made before the next time he wakes up.

But in the long run...

Heard new crazy ideas every time.

Gou Wuyue was receiving crazy influence every time, and naturally she was affected subtly.

What impressed him the most was a sentence that Wuxie would repeat every time he played against each other.

Every time he can't remember, every time he has to say it, it's like time is in a constant cycle, he always forgets and retells the profoundness before.

I can't remember sleeveless.

But Gou Wuyue remembered it while being repeated again and again.

"The Dead Sea is the shackles of ordinary people, but it can't trap the ideas of geniuses, and one day they will boil;"

"The Sacred Mountain of Gui Zhe is the greenhouse of geniuses, but it is your cage for Gou Wuyue, it is difficult to fill the heavenly sword cinnamon!"

——Do I want to just be silent?

The one-armed Gou Wuyue, who was already exhausted after the battle, suddenly clenched Nu Lan's voice, his eyes flashed, and he drew his sword.

He proudly raised his chest, staring into the distance.

There is no silence of the Dead Sea in his eyes, as if he saw the magnificent and raging ocean when he was young at that time.

"Sang Qiye, you are wrong, it should be..."

"One day it will be difficult to boil, but it will be full of heavenly sword and cinnamon!"

boom!

this day.

The dead sea suddenly played the holy thunder, waking up three thousand drowning people.

However, there was no follow-up after this one sound. Even if Gui sent people to investigate after breaking the holy mountain, they still couldn't find out the source of the accident.

...

There are two very special secret cities in the Holy Spirit Continent.

Like the secret place "Half Moon Bay" in the Southern Territory, they have their own special rules that are beyond the mainland.

One is the city of living Buddhas represented by "Pinghu".

There are Zhongzheng and peaceful rules of the way of heaven, which makes it easy for people to enter a stable and stable state of mind.

Therefore, the city of Shengfutu has become a holy place for alchemists, weapon refiners, spirit formation masters and other special professional spiritual masters, and it is the headquarters of the major associations.

Here, it is not only easier for the spiritual masters to realize the Tao.

The special profession alchemist also multiplied his skills, alchemy and weapon refining almost have the bonus of heaven, which is incomparable in the outside world.

On the contrary, it is naturally the City of Dead Buddhas.

The rules of heaven here are extremely chaotic, representing killing and blood, with thousands of miles of dry bones and millions of floating corpses.

Ordinary people here, affected by the rules of heaven and years of murderous intent, can easily become extreme and go crazy.

Countless unsettled elements who committed heinous crimes in the outside world fled to the city of the Dead Buddha to seek refuge.

As time passed, the city of the Dead Buddha became even more chaotic.

It is like a prison cauldron, filled with the most harmful blood medicine, refining one poison after another.

In ancient times, there has been a saying that "creation creates extreme realms, heaven and earth refine ovens, flat lakes compare to troubled times, and life and death are two stupas", which refers to the city of these two extreme secret realms.

When the Void Island Dao Qiongshang landed, when the ink rain poured down, chaos broke out in the city of the Dead Buddha at the same time.

Some unstable elements, driven by a big invisible hand, completely detonated the accumulated hatred before.

The entire city of the Dead Buddha was completely in chaos!

Enemies fight each other and draw their swords whenever they meet.

Even the passing dogs, because they were looked at more than once, kept barking and became fierce.

Not only spiritual masters, but also many special species on the Holy Land can be seen in the city of the Dead Buddha.

Aliens, half-dragon creatures, evil medicine demon cultivators, evil ghosts and beasts... and so on.

The city of the Dead Buddha is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and has everything.

When the chaos broke out, the bloody city seemed to be splashed with blood, and it went completely into madness.

The people who belonged to the Holy Spirit Hall were only guarding outside and did not dare to enter the city, because the city of dead Buddhas could not stay for long.

On weekdays, there is chaos.

But such chaos is rare.

Basically, it is only possible that someone in the corner of the intersection is fueling the flames and trying to escape.

Seeing this chaos, the Temple of the Holy Spirit quickly intervened.

However, after batch after batch of spiritual masters entered the city, it was like throwing a stone into the sea without seeing waves.

When the storm comes, the power of mortals will be against the sky after all.

"kill!"

"Death! I'll die for you!"

"Dogs from the Temple of the Holy Spirit, you are finally here, I have long wanted to taste your blood, quack quack!"

During the chaos and fighting, everyone held on to the last sliver of reason and did not dare to approach a certain place in the city.

That place is called "Cross Street Corner".

In this chaotic place, there is only one rule:

"Only those who climbed to the top in the City of Dead Buddhas are eligible to step into the corner of the cross street and enjoy the treatment of the ruler of the dark world."

But the cross street corner has the rules of the cross street corner, not everyone who enters can enjoy it.

It's just that those who can enter the cross street corner are all peaks in the city of dead Buddhas.

However, the Temple of the Holy Spirit has imposed a ban on the corner of the cross:

"Those who step into the corner of the cross street will never get out again for life, and those who violate it will be shot with arrows."

This arrow is naturally the "Guardian Arrow" that loves the common people and hates it.

The storm and chaos continued until it reached its climax.

Suddenly, a fighter near the corner of the cross street accidentally saw outside the gate of the East Street, as if he was about to step out.

It was a tall, burly, bare-chested, muscular bald man.

His face was like a knife and an axe, with tough lines.

If his gaze is achieved in the Nine Nether Hell, it will be icy cold.

He just stood out at the entrance of the East Street, and the people in the entire city of Dead Buddhas looked back one after another if they felt something.

The murderous intent all over the sky was suppressed, and the nine heavens were thundered, as if a catastrophe would be imposed.

"god……"

"God also!

! "

"The gate of ghosts, the gods are called gods! It's him! He wants to break through the gate again, and wants to rush out again?"

"Run quickly, as soon as God comes out, the dog's sinful bow and arrow will come, and he can't get out at all. Why did he bring us disaster again?"

"Stay away from this place! Stay away from God!"

Countless people fled from the wilderness, like avoiding the plague god.

The City of Dead Buddhas can only be honored by the corner of a cross street, and the corner of a cross street can only be honored by one person.

This statue is a god, and there is no outsider!

The bald-headed Hanshen just stopped at the gate at the corner of the cross street, and hasn't stepped out yet.

The sky was full of thunder and calamity, and it seemed that it was about to become a saint and break through.

But everyone has seen a lot about this scene, and knows that it is impossible, and Ai Cangsheng will follow soon.

"Buzz!"

Sure enough, the air vibrated.

A crack opened in the sky, the secret world was pierced by the holy power, and black and red rays of light flickered in.

"stop--"

But in an instant, an arrow piercing the sky pierced through the air, carrying the mournful voices of countless dead souls.

God has not even stepped half a step beyond the corner of the cross street.

The evil bow fell with a crash, and collided with his fist the size of a rolling stone.

punch.

"Boom!

"

The black and red light of evil came from the sky, but was blasted away in a shock wave, instantly shattering the withered ground outside the corner of the intersection.

It used to be a magnificent building.

But as early as Shen Yi and Ai Cangsheng clashed again and again, they were blasted into ruins.

At the beginning, some people built it and continued to live in it.

Later, as buildings collapsed again and again, no one dared to live near the corner of the cross street.

Maybe one day the gods will figure it out again, and the person in the dream will also be blasted to death by the storm.

"Too, too violent!"

"The power of a punch, why so much?"

"Is this the realm that physical skills can achieve? Even after watching it so many times, I still can't believe it. Can Shen Yi really not be affected by the power of the dog's sinful bow?"

"Fart! That's the 'Gate of Hell, the gods are called gods'! The Shura Dao in the "Six Dao" of the "Six Ways" cultivated by Boss Shenyi is the power of Shura. I have seen him fight, and his insanity is just one of him. It's just a battle state."

"'Six Ways'... I really want to learn it, but unfortunately there is only body forging in this world, leaving only its shape, without its spirit. If there is no spirit, it is the method of opening and piercing acupuncture points, and it is impossible to enter the profound meaning of body art."

"It's a pity, this inheritance is hard to find in the world, let alone the Six Paths, we can't learn from the Nine Palaces, Eight Gates, and Seven Places."

"I heard that there is an inheritance in the body part of the Temple of the Holy God. We can go and grab Wang Dahammer and force him to ask him the profound meaning of body art."

"Wang Sledgehammer? Heh! He has mastered the Nine Palaces and Eight Gates to death. If he can learn the Six Paths, why is he still just a first book?"

"Ahem, look at what you said, it seems that Wang Dahammer is very weak, you can beat it?"

"What did you say!"

"Heh, say you're useless, how dare you fuck me?"

"Fuck your mother! Let me die!"

boom!

Chaos broke out again.

When the smoke and dust outside the East Street at the corner of Shizijie cleared away, someone saw that God did not recede as usual.

He raised his head, although he did not take a step forward, he seemed to be staring at Ai Cangsheng through the air, full of murderous intent.

"horrible……"

Someone glanced at it a few times, but didn't dare to look again.

The battle of ten seats, which has lasted from decades ago to the present, is simply not something people at their level can watch.

"But why, Boss Shen Yi didn't leave today? He still wants to take the second arrow?" Some people were puzzled.

An old man leaned on the side and passed by, laughing and saying:

"Young man, don't you understand this?"

"'Hell's gate is closed, God calls God' actually doesn't want to come out at all, but every time he comes out, the dog lover has to concentrate on it, and can't pay attention to other places at all."

"Therefore, God also stops at the gate of the East Street, which means that something important will happen in the Holy Spirit Continent."

"You junior, you don't even understand chicken feathers!"

"What did you say?!"

"Lu Lao said that you have chicken feathers, haha... um!"

"Take a punch from me!"

Chaos broke out again.

Few people noticed that when Dongjie's fists and arrows collided, the chaotic forces temporarily covered the law of heaven for a moment.

Beyond the West Street at the corner of the cross street, there was a graceful figure.

"Who is this?"

When someone discovered this woman, they were still amazed by her appearance and figure.

This is a very bold woman!

In this bloody city, she did not hide her beauty.

On a goose-egg face with a little makeup applied, the eyes are like spring water filled with affection, and the red lips seem to be full of gorgeous waves, every frown and smile are breathtaking.

Her blue silk is like a waterfall, setting off a snow-white jade neck, and her body is only covered by a black silk veil, her fragrant shoulders are half exposed, and the waves are choppy. In the middle of the willow waist that you can grasp is the navel inlaid with rubies.

The tulle skirt with extremely high slits, accompanied by the woman's lotus steps, and the slender jade legs intertwined frequently, revealing the muscles that bully Frost and Snow.

The line of sight settled down to the bottom, on the toes that were as crystal as jade, shone with the luster of pink nail polish full of charming colors.

This soft little lamb came step by step, stepping on the beating hearts of the wolves with green eyes. It was so beautiful that people couldn't look away.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

"Gulu!"

It takes less than a few breaths.

Heavy panting and swallowing saliva resounded across the West Street.

Where have these villains in the bloody city seen such human characters? All of them had red eyes, almost out of control.

"Damn! You witch, how dare you dress up like this to seduce the old man, are you not afraid of getting angry?"

"I can't take it anymore, who is she? Bah! It doesn't matter who it is, I'm going to fuck her to death!"

"Barefoot, she is barefoot... oh I'm dead."

"Ugh, I can't hold it back!

! "

A group of hungry lunatics uttered vulgar and obscene words, completely lost control, and rushed forward.

But there are hundreds of people, including congenitals, masters, and thrones.

When I looked forward again, I could only smell the intoxicating aroma, and my spirit was in a daze, like falling into an illusion.

This illusion is too weak!

In an instant, they broke free and wanted to move on with red eyes.

However, behind the demon girl, at some point, there was an illusory figure.

It was a big bald man, a full head and a half taller than her, unbelievably burly.

The duo is like Beauty and the Beast.

It's just that this beast is so imitative, it's not a real person at all...

"Virtual image?"

Everyone was startled by the big bald man with a face like a lake, because his murderous aura was more terrifying than all the people in the city combined.

"etc!"

"Isn't this Boss Shenyi?"

"My God, does she have the virtual image of 'Gate of Hell, God Calls God'?"

"She, she is..."

"Aunt Xiang! She can only be Aunt Xiang!"

"Isn't Aunt Xiang and Boss Shenyi at the corner of the intersection? How did you come out? When did you come out? How could you get out? Love dogs..."

"Damn it, this is going to scare the old man to death!"

In an instant, the evil fires of the people around the West Street were all vented, and they felt cold all over their bodies.

After all, being able to escape to the city of the Dead Buddha shows that everyone is a person who cherishes his life.

Even if Shenyi is just a phantom, he doesn't even need to move his fingers to blow them up.

This time, who dares to provoke her?

"snort!"

The woman snorted softly, glanced across the West Street, and said with a sneer, "Just now, who said they wanted to fuck me?"

With a slap, all the people in West Street prostrated themselves, as if they had met a queen.

There was no sound.

No one dared to speak anymore.

"A bunch of trash!"

Xiang Yaoyao rolled his eyes to the sky, shook his head speechlessly, stepped forward, and walked away from the crowd of lunatics who surrendered.

Yes, she's off the corner.

God also did not accompany her, and failed to realize her beautiful wish of wandering around the world together after she became a saint.

Because, she has something to do.

Walking alone in such a chaotic city, Aunt Xiang didn't worry about her own safety at all.

Before she left, she only practiced "summoning" once, and she was able to roam the rivers and lakes.

Aunt Xiang knew that Ai Cangsheng would definitely see her come out, but she didn't even care about Ai Cangsheng.

In this world, there may be people who dare to fight with Shen Yi, and there are still many people.

But in the whole world, anyone with a little vision would not dare to touch her Xiang Yaoyao with a finger.

Whether it's love for the common people, or Dao Qiongcang...

Hitting the gods, at best, the end is death.

Mess with her Aunt Xiang, even if she only moved a single hair, the space mystery that disappeared after the battle of ten seats has no regrets, which is a lesson from the past.

The fragrant wind passed over the Futu City, and the woman who was a misfortune walked out of the tenth street.

The moment she stepped out of the city of Death Buddha, Aunt Xiang finally did not wait for the arrow of the evil bow.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled proudly.

This is the deterrent power of her man!

Breathing the sober air of the outside world, Aunt Xiang's beautiful eyes flowed, she raised her green fingers, frowned and thought:

"Well, I can't look for you, I can only go and see her little eight for her first..."

"By the way, there is also Xu Xiaoshou!"

"Oh, Saint Nushou... This young man's reputation has spread to the corner of the cross street, what an exaggeration!"