I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Hot potato...

Xu Xiaoshou knew that Hua Yan took it for granted, his status as a saint slave was not so easy to wash.

The Holy Palace patron did not guarantee that he really said two things.

The point is, does that completely unfamiliar place really belong to his last "home"?

Xu Xiaoshou pondered.

Hua Sui looked hopeful and was still waiting.

"How to say?" she asked.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't respond, and after a long pause, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "I'll take it."

Putting everything aside, the little girl came from the middle area all the way, just to send this letter, she wouldn't be cheating anyone, and she won't die after receiving it.

Jinzhao Half-Holy is really harmful. If he is really standing in the team of the Holy Temple, the one who is here this time will not be such a stupid and cheating girl, but a law enforcer.

Besides, where is it necessary for a semi-sage to deal with a junior master?

Ten thousand steps back, Old Man Sang said that after he left, his next backer was Long Rongzhi.

If you don't even believe your own master, what else can you believe in this world?

"Letter, give it to me." Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand.

Hua Sui retracted his hand like a baby, weakly said: "You haven't said..."

Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes: "I am your Uncle Xu, all right!"

Must it be so obvious?

There are ears on the wall, you little girl, do you know?

After this sentence, Hua Su finally took off the last layer of defense, took a step forward, and smirked: "It would be so good earlier, Uncle Xu."

She smiled and handed the envelope over.

Xu Xiaoshou took it cautiously, and under Hua Yan's gaze, tore open the envelope and took out the folded letter paper.

A faint scent of medicine...

"Who wrote this letter?"

Xu Xiaoshou asked, opening the letter.

"I don't know." Hua Sheng shook his head, and tried to get a closer look. "It's not my master, it's my master, or it's written by Tai Shizu!"

You are not talking nonsense... Xu Xiaoshou secretly complained.

A piece of letter paper.

He looked around, but found that there was no word on it.

"This?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned, and turned the letter paper in the direction of Hua Chang to show her.

"No words?" Huazhen was also stunned, "I haven't read it, Master's mission, I dare not peek at it, and it's not the words I erased."

If it's really good at writing, can you erase it... Xu Xiaoshou was at a loss for words.

He frowned, as if thinking of something.

Hua Su was so stupid to come to the door directly, nodded and said, "It's her uncle", and she gave out the envelope.

The people in Jinzhao's line are not always as stupid as her. Wouldn't it be possible that Huazhen might find the wrong person?

So, what can be separated by two domains, as the only reliance, let the content of the letter paper be presented to the designated target to see?

"Jin Zhao Baiyan!"

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it for a while, and got such an answer.

He smiled and shook the letter paper.

"Pump!"

As soon as the white inflammation burned, the letter paper was burnt.

"You really are my Uncle Xu..." Huazhen was happy. No matter what happened before, when she really saw Jin Zhaobaiyan, she could be sure that the person in front of her was really her own Uncle Xu.

There are only four generations in Jinzhao's family, and there are only six people in total.

In addition, who can own Jinzhaobaiyan in the world?

"Why do you have a natural cultivation base, you have Chin Zhao Bai Yan instead of Jin Zhao Tian Yan?" Hua Su suddenly remembered something, with a look of surprise: "I practice in the Holy Palace and have a lot of resources. It’s just not long since I have cultivated Bai Yan, Uncle Xu is so amazing..."

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou has no time to answer Hua Yan's questions.

After Bai Yan burned the letter paper, a vague and mysterious energy burst into his mind using the power of Cinderlight as a medium.

"Xu Xiaoshou."

In my mind, accompanied by voices, black light rose gradually, gradually drawing out a figure.

This person wears a black shirt, black hair, and a fierce stern hidden under the high cheekbones. In the deep eye sockets, there are a pair of sharp eyes like eagles.

No eyebrows, dark circles, thin lips...

With just one glance, Xu Xiaoshou's first impression was extremely harsh, ruthless and unjust.

"You are……"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was pounding wildly. He looks like a villain, right?

So did you really send someone to find me to kill me, or...take it back and bury it alive?

Xu Xiaoshou really couldn't see the taste of "family" with this lowly affectionate face.

"My name is Mu Lin. Strictly speaking, you have to call me Master Uncle."

The figure of the man without eyebrows is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his voice does not seem to resemble his face. Not only does it have no meaning of coldness, but when he speaks, the warmth in the language washes away a lot of coldness all over his body.

"Uncle Pastor..."

Xu Xiaoshou understood who this person was.

Old Man Sang’s apprentice, and the second apprentice of Jinzhao Semi-Holy, is also the master of Huashan's line.

"Hello?" Xu Xiaoshou greeted him hesitantly, not knowing how to say hello.

Mu Lin obviously didn't have any greetings: "I don't have much time, just ask you, Sang Qiye was arrested, do you want to return to the Holy Palace?"

After a pause, he continued: "Your master has already been sentenced to the holy palace a long time ago, but his business has nothing to do with you. As long as you want to, you are another disciple under my name, just living outside. Forget it, there is no need to worry about anyone's pursuit of abilities such as the power of Jhinshine."

This is too domineering.

Mu Lin deliberately emphasized the three words "anyone".

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that "anyone" he was referring to may also include Semi-Holy.

Is it so fierce?

The performance of this browless hero completely meant not to look at the temple of the Holy Spirit!

But think about it, the Holy Palace and the Holy Temple are essentially equal in status, but their respective directions are different.

After asking, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated a little.

Anyone who is suddenly hit by such a huge pie will be a little difficult to choose for a while.

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

He knew that as soon as he had accepted it, what **** sacred slave missions, what royal city trials and holy palace trials, all skipped.

All of a sudden, he can walk to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering and ascend to the highest peak.

In the past, Xu Xiaoshou might really agree.

Come out of Tiansang Ling Palace, change the place directly, change the new environment, use the passive system to stalk another group of people's wool, there are big trees behind you can lean on, you are not afraid of offending anyone, isn't it fragrant?

But soon he calmed down.

The Holy Palace is just the Holy Palace.

The Holy Temple is only the Holy Temple.

To put it bluntly, the two are just bigger "cages".

The way to cultivate saints in the holy palace is really feasible, and this continent will not give birth to a Sang Qiye who defected to the holy palace, and an eight gods who want to crush the holy temple with the same status as the holy palace.

Xu Xiaoshou calmed down and asked sternly, "Leave aside your question for now, I want to know first, why did my master defect to the Holy Palace?"

Mu Lin smiled slightly, as if he had expected this young man to ask this, and responded: "He is too stupid."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Xiaoshou waited for a long time, but there was nothing to say. He was a little speechless, "That's it?"

"The position of the Holy Palace is aloof, located on the top of the mainland. He can enter the Holy Palace, and he still wants to defect out. Isn't it stupid? What else is there besides stupidity?" Mu Lin sneered.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He wants to go back for another person.

But this is Master Uncle. As a junior fellow, I should make a complaint about senior fellow. I still think I haven't heard anything!

"What you said is correct." Xu Xiaoshou agreed.

I never thought that after Mu Lin snorted coldly, she suddenly became stunned: "Stupid is really stupid. If you put yourself in the prison of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, can you really be detached?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart moved: "Uncle Pastor, does not seem to deny my Master's actions?"

Mu Lin stared at him with gloomy eyes and no emotions: "In this world, I am a spiritual refiner. Who doesn't want to be detached, but even Semi-Holy can't do it. He is a little too empty, and he can turn the sky upside down. No? I have no idea, I am brave, I am a fool!"

Xu Xiaoshou rebelled for a while, and whispered: "You are right, but in fact, I still don't want to return..."

"You also joined the saint slave?" Mu Lin interrupted.

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a while: "Yes."

"Idiot! Just like him!" Mu Lin yelled, and his voice became cold. "You can answer after you think about it. At this time, leaving the holy slave and returning to the holy palace is the best choice."

Xu Xiaoshou sighed and answered earnestly: "The sky seen from the Holy Palace is only a piece of sky after all."

Mu Lin didn't speak, squinting and staring.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his hairs were standing upright, but his thoughts became firmer, and he solemnly said: "It is not my choice to sit in a well and watch the sky. I will not return to the Holy Palace, at least not now."

"Ugh……"

Mu Lin sighed for a long time, and his figure became even more blurred: "I know his choice, it must be the same as him, with a temper! Not to mention, I understand your choice."

Xu Xiaoshou apologized: "More uncle pastors understand..."

Mu Lin's style is the same as his appearance. He wouldn't say a few more polite words at all. Seeing Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to return to the Holy Palace, the topic immediately changed, and then he interrupted: "The way you choose, you just understand it. , I'm leaving..." He said that his figure became more vague, as if he was about to dissipate.

"Okay." Xu Xiaoshou's spirits tightened and he made a respectful gesture.

Mu Lin waved his hand and spilled two pills.

"When we meet for the first time, there is nothing to give away, you and my nephew, before leaving, I will give you some self-defense things, I just hope you don't be like him, you can die too early."

Obviously it was a mental form, under Mu Lin's wave of sleeves, two auras settled.

As if they were in Old Sang's Taixu world, those two pill bottles placed things in Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual world with virtual existence.

"This is?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. Is that what Jinzhao always looks like? Give me a pill bottle?

Mu Lin pointed to the first pill bottle: "This is a bottle of holy blood, specially made, your master has nothing to do, so he said that you juniors should not have trouble, so I refined some more holy blood, this I brought a bottle, which should be enough for you... When I first wrote this letter, I had actually expected your answer."

He was still sighing.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

Another bottle of holy blood!

Are you crazy?

Jhinzhao's tradition...

Send holy blood? One get one full bottle?

"More, more uncle..." Xu Xiaoshou was dizzy, his head a little unconscious.

Mu Lin pointed to the second pill bottle: "This is my mark. Once you are about to encounter an accident, you can smash the pill bottle with your mind, and I will come out to help you testify to Jin’s identity. Remember that time, you just I don’t want to go back to the Holy Palace, I must go home."

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked again.

Family……

Mu Lin directly paved the back road for him.

In the event of an accident, switch from the status of a holy slave to a true descendant of Jhinzhao, and then wash your hands in the golden basin, and then become innocent with the forces of darkness?

"Is it feasible?" Xu Xiaoshou was somewhat skeptical.

He felt that his status as a holy slave, once he had reached the most extreme intersection and was caught by the Temple of the Holy Spirit, what was the use of Mu Lin when he came out?

Mu Lin was a little irritable: "Senior gives you a gift. Just hold it. If something goes wrong, smash the pill bottle and give the rest to your uncle and me. You don't need to do anything more than a junior, what nonsense!"

"Oh..."

Xu Xiaoshou was frightened.

He was somewhat flattered by this heavy love.

In his mind, after the last sentence of the Wumei hero, he didn't even say goodbye, and his figure was scattered, turning into a light spot and disappearing.

"God!"

Xu Xiaoshou took a long time to come back to his senses.

This is Jhin Zhaoyi pulse?

Just because there are only six people, there are too many resources, just give it a bottle of holy blood?

——The semi-saint forces are not so extravagant, right!

Xu Xiaoshou used to be a fake semi-holy heir, but after seeing Mu Lin, he felt that he should become the richest true and semi-holy heir.

Not only was his identity confirmed, he was also directly protected in the event of an accident.

Leaning against a big tree makes it easy to enjoy the cold. Xu Xiaoshou didn't have much experience before, but the more he understands it now, the more it feels a little impractical.

"How about it?"

In the lobby, Hua Suo waited forever. Seeing Xu Shibo's eyes regaining her gaze, she hurriedly asked, "What did the letter say?"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and didn't know how to start: "The letter paper has no content, but I saw an eyebrowless hero..."

"Priest ancestor!" Hua Yan's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "The Wumei hero, that is Master Mu Lin, who came to see you personally with the incarnation of spiritual mind? Talking to you? Are you nervous? I'm talking to you. Said, he is terrible. I usually don’t even dare to look up when I see Master Mu Lin. When I look at his face, I feel like I was bitten by a snake, and my heart flutters..."

Jian Zhaobaiyan, Master Mu Lin, etc. appeared, directly pushing Xu Xiaoshou into the ranks of "family" in Huazhen's mind~www.readwn.com~ She didn't hesitate to speak, and she talked endlessly.

Xu Xiaoshou's head is so big when he hears it, is this a stubborn talk?

He interrupted in time: "By the way, you are away from home, do you have any self-defense, such as holy blood?" He asked tentatively.

Hanamaki's big eyes flickered, and the excitement overflowed.

"There must be, Master Mu Lin has also given you the holy blood?"

"I'm telling you, that is the special holy blood made by Taishizu Jinzhao semi-holy. It has no sequelae. I only have one bottle. I don't want to use it on weekdays..."

"For self-defense, I have the forbidden technique and sacred martial arts of Jin Zhaoyi, as well as a large bathtub of sacred tools, and the sacred power developed by Taishizu, which can be used to smash people. There are also the imaginary image of the priest ancestor, and the icon of Taishizu, and there is..."

Huazheng threw his fingers, like a few Jiazhen, finally realized that he couldn't finish talking, and changed his words: "Master said, when you go out, don't take the initiative to bully people, but don't let others bully!"