I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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Xi's move was very simple.

He could only twist his clasped palms together and fold them in front of his chest.

Just like a spiritual refiner expanding his realm, the aura around him merged into the world here.

When the small green sword shimmered in his eyes, his whole person almost turned into a translucent ghost.

For miles around, some undead souls were summoned.

Those are unconscious floating spirits, broken beast souls, unwillingness or resentment left behind after vegetation withered...

At night, the snow-capped mountains become extremely eerie.

The Yang world seems to lead to the underworld, and mortals who come here may be frightened to death.

The dense "spirits" contracted into the ghost sword and became the external extension of Xi Ru's arms and fingers.

It's the ears and it's the eyes.

"Backtracking."

Xi drank lightly.

Among the ghosts, the "spirits" gathered together and turned into a picture.

Soon, the picture recalled the scenes that the undead here had witnessed, from day to night.

Xi watched quietly.

The sky is waiting silently.

There is no one in the picture all day long, only the lonely snow keeps falling.

The single most active moment was when a feline beast came here in search of food and then left.

"No one has been here..."

After Xi saw everything, his heart sank.

He was extremely confident in the ghost swordsmanship, and the first thought that came to his mind was, "Master of the Dao Palace, could it be that you made a mistake in your judgment?"

"Is this one of the eighteen sword styles of ghost swordsmanship, the soul control trick?" Dao Qiongcang's focus didn't seem to be on the results of the retrieval.

"Yes." Xi opened his mouth and returned to the topic, "To report to the palace master, my subordinates have not found anyone."

"Gui Xie is a domain-type sword skill similar to the realm of spiritual refiners and unique to ghost sword cultivators?" Dao Qiongcang asked again.

Xi subconsciously said "uh", then remembered that it looked a bit like a goose, and hurriedly replied: "Yes."

"When you are a half-saint, is this similar to the spiritual refiner's sanctuary?"

"yes."

"It's a very clever idea. It's a bit similar to the Qinghe Sword World, but it's less offensive. It's a reconnaissance sword skill?"

"Yes and no." Xi shook his head seriously and closed his mouth before explaining.

Because the Dao Palace Master has become a problem baby, he is not given a chance to speak, "Even if he is offensive, he can't compare to Qinghe Sword World, right? After all, Mo Jianshu is known as the most offensive."

"Let's see who we compete with." Xi would not allow himself to lack confidence in ancient swordsmanship.

"How about compared with Gou Wuyue?"

"..."

Xi fell silent for a long time before muttering: "Moonless Sword Master..."

"Sword Immortal."

"Sword Immortal?" Xi Yi was startled, "Senior Wuyue, haven't you been canonized yet?"

Some time ago, news of the canonization of Sword Immortal Gou Wuyue spread all over the sky, up and down the Holy Mountain, and spread everywhere.

Although he was said to be the leader of a different department, Xi did not get the exact information.

However, after hearing more and more, he thought it was done.

But unlike outsiders, Xi also knew that with the change of position of the white-robed ruler, the information about the previous one was completely blocked.

What outsiders say is not accurate.

The Taoist Palace Master definitely knows the first-hand information, because it is the information he has blocked!

Dao Qiongcang asked: "What do you understand by 'holy'? Is it a realm or a unit of measurement of combat power?"

Xi felt that it was both ways and was in a dilemma.

Dao Qiongcang said:

"If it is a realm, then God is just Taixu, because his highest level of spirit refining only masters virtual images."

"Then according to normal theory, if you go to any semi-saint, the god will be beaten to the ground, right?"

After hearing this, Xi had the answer in his mind.

Saint is not a state, but a unit of measurement of combat power.

Dao Qiongcang said again:

"If 'holy' is a unit of measurement of combat power, then what is the significance of a semi-holy person?"

"All spiritual masters who have reached the peak level of Taixu, as long as they continue to practice higher, regardless of whether they have semi-saint status or not, they can fight beyond the level."

"Isn't the semi-saint status useless?"

Xi was stunned.

He felt like a wallflower and fell to the other side.

"Ask the Lord of the Dao Palace to clarify my doubts." He said solemnly, cupping his fists.

Dao Qiongcang held the secret of heaven in his mouth and said mysteriously: "There is no common sense in the world. It varies from person to person. For those who are abnormal, common sense is difficult to explain."

Xi is thoughtful.

His thoughts quickly spread out, and he thought of something, and said in surprise: "Is the Wuyue Sword Immortal a god-like person? He has never been a saint, but he has made a breakthrough and achieved semi-saint combat power?"

"Lei..." Dao Qiongcang laughed when he heard this, "Young man, your choice of words is very interesting."

Xi said "uh" again.

Dao Qiongcang said seriously:

"Ten thrones, seven swordsmen."

"Among the previous generation of geniuses, Gou Wuyue is the only one who has won a spot on both lists with his own efforts."

"I am not as good as him, the gods are not as good as him, and the Eight Masters are not as good as him, so why should he be like a human being?"

Xi heard the sound and was shocked.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems true?

But what shocked him was not that, but that he didn't expect the Dao Palace Master to have such a high evaluation of Wuyue Sword Immortal.

That being the case, why did the Holy Temple still treat him like this...

Xi didn't dare to think any more and said apologetically: "It's the junior's choice of words that is too reckless."

He changed the subject again, knowing how to spy on information:

"But people like the Taoist Palace Master, the Eighth Sword Immortal, and Shenyi all have new ways to practice."

"Wuyue Sword Immortal's Tao, if it is just Mo Jianju, cannot bring forth the old and bring forth the new, my subordinates believe that he will not receive such an evaluation from the Taoist Palace Master."

Dao Qiongcang smiled: "Your teacher will be very happy if you use your cleverness in ghost swordsmanship."

Xi shrank his head.

His words were truly disrespectful.

Disrespectful to the previous ruler in white.

He is also very disrespectful to the seniors of ancient swordsmanship.

But tonight, it seems that the Dao Palace Master is willing to hear himself say and ask this?

Dao Qiongcang turned around and nodded:

"But you are indeed right. Gou Wuyue is looking for a new path."

"If not, he doesn't need to join the Holy Temple. Maybe he could be canonized early."

"If it weren't for this, when he was in the Eighth Palace, he wouldn't have even tried to persuade him to turn back, but he would have gone back to the mountain with Wu Xiu to seek punishment."

"Before the coming of light, Lingyun trees and grasses were buried deep underground..."

Speaking of this, as if he thought of something, Dao Qiongcang's voice became much lower, as if he was talking to himself:

"If we really look back, won't all the decades of hard work be in vain?"

Xi's eyes became brighter: "So, Senior Wuyue succeeded in the end!?"

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyes, looked at the young man who was fascinated by the new path under the moonlight, and raised the corners of his lips:

"Rucheng."

"ah?"

Xi was dumbfounded.

No, no, no more exciting!

Dao Qiongcang stopped talking and looked at the moonlight, as if recalling that scene.

At that time, he appeared at the Dead Sea in time with his semi-holy status and was given another chance.

Gou Wuyue, who already had the Saint Sword Ming, but was suppressed by Death Sea or himself to break through, accepted the proposal:

He chose to leave the Dead Sea and continue to serve as the sword of the Holy Mountain, but from the bright side to the dark side.

There is only Dao Qiongtian left that can use him.

This naturally makes Dao Qiongcang extremely happy.

However, unexpectedly, Gou Wuyue rejected the semi-saint status, rejecting what outsiders saw as his only purpose of joining the Holy Temple and working diligently for decades.

"My heart is as high as the sky!"

Dao Qiongcang could easily see Gou Wuyue's thoughts.

But since then, has life become thinner than paper?

Gou Wuyue, whose arm was broken, seemed to have his life cut off by him.

Dao Qiongcang can no longer calculate his future, not even with fingers.

"Let's talk about ghost swordsmanship."

Dao Qiongcang didn't want to mention his exclusive sword anymore, and looked at Xi with an obvious and cheap admiration in his eyes:

"Your soul-controlling tricks have reached the state of transformation. They are completely natural. They are used with great proficiency and are extremely mysterious."

"A ghost like this, driven by a sword master like this, can it possibly defeat the Hungry Ghost Path of the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts?"

Xi Ou was flattered to receive such a big compliment, but he had no way to compare, so he could only say: "I don't know."

"What about the Holy Emperor? You should have some measure of the highest realm, right?"

"Holy Emperor..." Xi said with more admiration in his eyes, "When you reach that level, it's more than just soul-controlling tricks."

"Yes, that makes sense." Dao Qiongcang nodded in agreement, "Lord of Fengdu, have you successfully cultivated it?"

"Disaster……"

"Compared with the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts, Lord Fengdu, who do you think is stronger or weaker?" Dao Qiongcang was quite concerned about his subordinate's ancient sword cultivation state at this moment.

He laughed a little and answered simply: "It varies from person to person."

"how are you?"

"I can't." The bald man flashed in Xi's mind. At that time, he was helpless.

"How about Hua Chang Deng?" Dao Qiongcang's eyes were like lightning, and he pierced the window paper.

"Old... we can't talk the same thing." Xi pursed his lips and shook his head. He clearly understood the Taoist Palace Master's true thoughts, but he didn't hide it. He added, "There is a gap between heaven and earth!"

"Oh? What is heaven and what is earth?"

Xi gave the most certain answer and solemnly said:

"The Lord of Fengdu, the Lord of the underworld, is for control."

"The six paths of ancient martial arts are borrowed from heaven, from the human world, from hell, from Shura, hungry ghosts, and animals... They are mixed but not refined, and cannot be transcended."

His words reached this point and did not go any further.

Because there is no need to say it anymore.

Dao Qiongcang nodded slightly and pondered for a moment, but did not jump to any conclusion. He just said:

"The Six Paths are not the end of ancient martial arts. What you see is not one ten thousandth of what Shenyi is."

Under the snowy night, there are thousands of ghosts and ghosts, and their ridiculing eyes are like torches, showing no fear:

"Ghost swordsmanship, all-encompassing."

"I'm not qualified to comment yet, but if the Taoist Palace Master really wants to ask..."

"I can only say that my teacher has also only revealed the tip of the iceberg!"

Dao Qiongcang smiled with satisfaction.

I vomited a lot and I was relieved.

In the end, he did not close the words in the horizon, but in front of his eyes:

"This palace is looking forward to the day when you evaluate the ghost swordsmanship, the various ways of heaven and earth, and all the laws and phenomena."

"At that time, you and I will be on equal terms, because there is no way to advance."

Xi, shook his head slightly.

The Taoist Palace Master at the previous moment had a strange and aggressive attitude.

At this moment, the Dao Palace Master encouraged the younger generation to look forward to this.

Xi really couldn't understand, which one is the real Taoist Palace Master - the one who encompasses the whole world and can accommodate all things, or the one who is petty and petty?

"I don't dare." Xi bowed his head respectfully.

"Why don't you dare? Be brave, there is no one around here." Dao Qiongcang smiled.

"Well……"

"Gu Jian Xiu Mu Wushen Buddha, if you don't want to kill Hua Changdeng, you will never be able to surpass him." Dao Qiongcang's eyes were burning like flames, "Tell me, you really want to."

Xi became emboldened, puffed up his chest, and said loudly: "Yes, I really want to kill him. I have tolerated him for many years!"

"Who to kill? Tell me, you don't even dare to call him by his name!"

"Hua! Chang! Lamp!"

"Okay! So brave! What an incredible amount of courage!"

Dao Qiongcang laughed three times and applauded three times, then restrained all expressions, waved the music beads in his palm in front of the young man, and put them away solemnly:

"Tomorrow, I will tell Hua Changdeng for you."

Click!

Xi was like an ice sculpture, frozen on the spot.

"???"

…

"You said I was wrong?"

"Dao Qiong... Palace Master, you must be wrong! That evil cultivator from the Southern Region has never appeared here today!"

"you sure?"

"Hahaha, my subordinates have checked thirteen times and found no such person. I am absolutely sure!"

"Oh? What if you are wrong?"

"Wrong? Hahaha, what is right and what is wrong? This subordinate dares to use his head as a guarantee... Dao Palace Master, you have a plan, but today you are at your wits end! If I lose, I will give you this great head, What’s the harm?”

"Don't worry, even if you say something rude, I won't have the heart to kill you. You will have your teacher to deal with it."

"Hahaha! Hahaha... Wuwu, hahahaha..."

He laughed with tears and laughed wildly under the snowy night.

At this moment, how could he look any less humble than he did when he was at Guizhe Holy Mountain and in front of Shenghuan Hall?

It's like being snatched away!

Xi, is no longer that Xi.

From now on, he will not trust anyone in the world!

"It would be great to be like this earlier. What are you pretending to be..."

Dao Qiongcang was very satisfied with this and said that it was impossible to crush the music beads or give them to Xi.

He has been dealing with Gu Jianxiu for so many years, how could he not know that this crowd looks like a dog?

Behind the scenes, one is more showy than the other?

Forcibly releasing these sullen emotions, making people crazy and crazy, this is the little fun of Dao Qiongtian.

"Gui Xie, go back and watch it again." Dao Qiongcang simply ordered.

"Look at it three more times, and you still can't figure it out. Do you really think that I'm just a straw bag?" Xi sneered and looked away, "My suggestion is, it's better not to look at it!"

The great happiness in the sky is just short of a pat on the thigh.

In the past, how could Xi dare to look at himself like this?

What an ancient sword cultivator! So interesting!

"Now, you look a bit like the leader of the alien tribe... No, you are crazier than the alien, and crazier than your teacher."

"Crazy? I'm just discussing the matter. Don't think that because you are the master of the Dao Palace, you can ignore the efforts of your subordinates and play tricks on others at will."

"Don't worry, I said I won't kill you, so I won't kill you. Let's backtrack."

"hehe."

After all, Xi was just a subordinate, so he could only use the power of ghostly backtracking again, and then stared coldly at Dao Qiongcang with his arms crossed.

He just wanted to see how this mysterious master of the temple was different from himself, and how he could find some flaws in this unmistakable picture!

in the screen.

Snow is spreading all over the ground.

The branches of the evergreen trees on the forest mountain were full, and the leaves were rolled into a ball and knocked to the ground.

The wind is rustling.

When that beast that looks like a tiger or a leopard steps into the picture...

"stop."

Dao Qiongcang stretched out his hand and shouted stop.

Xi was startled, and the rewind screen stopped in time, and his eyes fell on the beast.

He had observed the beast several times, but found nothing. Could it be that he had overlooked something?

"Did you see it?" Dao Qiongcang pointed to the distance in the picture.

"What?"

"Leaves."

Leaves……?

Xi was stunned and looked at the daytime scene in the picture.

In the mountain forest, there are densely packed leaves. Which leaf is the Dao Palace Master referring to?

etc!

Xi's scalp suddenly became numb.

Could it be that he has watched the picture thirteen times, and the Dao Palace Master has also watched it thirteen times, but every time he watched it, he was so detailed that he didn't miss every leaf?

"here."

The sky uses starlight to focus on a certain leaf that is inconspicuous in the scene.

Xi followed him with his eyes.

The snow hugged the branches, knocking off the branches and scattering the fallen leaves.

This leaf has neither disappeared, nor accelerated its circulation, nor has there been any fluctuation of spiritual energy...

It just fell naturally, so why is it abnormal?

"laugh."

Xi sneered, feeling bad for no reason.

Dao Qiongcang continued: "If snow hits the branches normally and the leaves fall, the fracture will look like this."

He used celestial techniques to imitate the details of broken leaves - after the fracture was enlarged, it looked very rough!

"After this leaf fell, this is what happened."

Dao Qiongcang zoomed in on the scene at the break in Guixiao's retrospection - it was still rough!

"puff."

Xi Deng laughed immediately, with a mocking look on his lips, "Master of the Dao Palace, is there any difference?"

"There is no difference." Dao Qiongcang shook his head.

"Hahaha..." Xi felt like he was going crazy, wondering what Qiongcang was talking about. Is he kidding himself? Is he addicted to it?

"But what do you think of this place?"

Dao Qiongcang suddenly stepped forward and walked to the break of fallen leaves that corresponded to the real location in Guixi's retrospection screen.

This is very hard to find.

To find the anomaly of a "naturally fallen" leaf among the almost identical leaves, it is also necessary to correspond to the actual position...

Xi thinks he doesn't have the energy.

He stepped forward, looked up, and then his heart sank.

The broken leaves and branches that the Taoist Palace Master picked for him to take a closer look at were actually - extremely smooth!

It was as if it had been cut off by a sword, and it didn't have the rough appearance of Guixiao's retrospection.

That is to say:

The ghost swordsmanship deceived myself!

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Xi was shocked.

He was shocked that the ghost swordsmanship was deceived.

He was shocked that the evil cultivator from the Southern Territory had come here.

He was even more shocked that the Dao Palace Master was able to find the "abnormality" in the retrospective picture with no abnormality among thousands of leaves of the same shape, and matched it with reality to find the real "anomaly"!

"how did you do it?"

Xi was stunned.

He was convinced at the moment.

Is this the unpredictable sky?

Dao Qiongcang didn't answer, and the starlight on his fingertips pointed at other leaves in the retrospective picture, a total of thirty-seven leaves.

They correspond to thirty-seven points in the real world one by one, indicating that they should be looked at.

Xi didn't believe in the evil and went to check it out like crazy.

Without exception, those thirty-seven leaves were normal and rough at the break of the retrospective screen, but in reality they were abnormal and smooth!

"There is no such thing as unpredictable..."

Dao Qiongcang seemed to know what Xi was thinking at this moment, and said calmly: "What this palace did was just to follow the diagram and then use it, even if you have nothing to do and don't want to use it, but it may be the only useful method, but it is also the most thankless method. "

"You..." Xi couldn't believe it, "Did you really identify them one by one?"

Dao Qiongcang turned his eyes and twirled his fingers:

"Thirteen screen rewinds, thirteen opportunities to win, a total of thirty-eight loopholes left by the enemy for you..."

"You ignored it all."

After a pause, Dao Qiongcang said calmly:

"What I want to say is..."

"Today my head can be sent to you temporarily, but whether you want your life tomorrow depends on whether you still want to fight for it or not."

"Opportunities are fleeting."