I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Yunlun Mountains, above the fourth dragon vein.

Xu Xiaoshou finally ended his prostrate posture, and while patting the soil stained on his beloved little skirt, he stood up, looking at the treasured meteor shower in the distance with lingering fear.

Obviously the time is not long, he feels like he has been lying on the ground for a century!

"What a wonderful show..."

The luck golden dragon of the divine sword Xuancang, the heavenly array of the semi-holy way, the arrow of the evil bow of love for the common people across two domains, and the holy emperor Cannian and the black dragon dragon scale...

besides!

And the first saint slave who played with everything in the palm of his hand without even showing his face, the eight masters!

"too strong."

"The peak combat power in this world is a bit frighteningly strong."

Xu Xiaoshou was throbbing after watching the battle.

When he really encountered the peak battle, he was still in his infancy, and he didn't even have the qualifications to get involved in the battle.

I have never been bombarded to death by the aftermath of the battle, and thanks to the efforts of the two warring parties to control, they did not want to hurt innocent people.

"Drunk drinking the water of the world, wake up with the fairy Chacha..."

The faint singing of the Eight Masters after the war still lingered in his ears, Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a long time, but still did not recover from the state of trance.

He seemed to be able to understand why the eight masters had so many fans in the Sword God Heaven of the Eastern Region, and even in the five regions of the mainland.

This kind of person, this kind of free and unrestrained fighting posture, this kind of behavior style of "flick off the clothes when things are done, and hide the merits and fame"...

It's hard not to attract people!

"This is the first time since his 'fall' that he really announced his comeback to the world, and it was just a side shot."

"It's hard to imagine how rampant the Eight Masters at their peak were when they confronted others head-on in that glorious era..."

Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief, came back to his senses, and saw a dozen or so Xu Bang gang members around him, all of whom had stopped kneeling on the ground because of the holy power, patted their clothes and stood get up.

Everyone has not recovered from the battle on the sky just now.

Everyone is still reminiscing about that vague song made by someone after the war.

After a long time, there was a member of Xu Bang holding his sword with his hand, his face was excited, and he roared hysterically: "The Eighth Sword Immortal, this is definitely the Eighth Sword Immortal, this battle of saints is really He's in charge!"

Xu Xiaoshou turned his eyes and looked, without asking, he also knew that this guy must be one of the eight fanatical admirers.

The people on the side were also attracted by the sound and turned their heads.

But I heard that Xu Bang gang members were enthusiastic, dancing and saying: "It is said that when the Eighth Sword Immortal was young, with one sword, one poem, one sentence at a time, no one could rival him wherever he went! Such freehand, free and unrestrained poems , definitely did it by him, he is back!"

This guy was so excited that he wept with joy, and while he was talking, he began to sob while clutching his spirit sword:

"I knew it, I knew it, the Eighth Sword Immortal has never fallen, I have always believed that he is still alive!"

"Sure enough, he's back, he's really back!"

"Woo woo woo..."

Xu Xiaoshou looked silent, and couldn't understand why a dignified man, a dignified spiritual master, should be so enthusiastic about a person he had never met, and even cared about the other party's life and death.

There is obviously someone similar to Cunsi on the side. He was born in the Central Territory. He is an orthodox spiritual master. Looking at the guy in front of him, he covered his face and cried, and said with a smile: "Why is this? We spiritual masters have no gods and no gods in our hearts. Buddha, you only go to the holy path of Kangzhuang, why do you want to..."

"You know what a fart!"

The swordsman gang interrupted directly, holding up the saber in his hand, and said angrily: "When I was oppressed in the clan, when I was ridiculed for choosing the way of swordsmanship, when I practiced all night and wanted to give up..."

"It is precisely because of the phrase 'one sword comes from the east, one sword fairy' supports and encourages me."

"This is faith!"

"People like you who were born to grow up in a big family and a big power, don't understand anything, so what qualifications do you have to judge me?!" His eyes were rosy, and he was furious.

The orthodox spirit refiner was stunned, shrunk his head somewhat rebelliously, and said, "Sorry, I didn't know you had such a past..."

The mountain was suddenly quiet.

Xu Xiaoshou still watched silently, and suddenly had another interpretation of the influence of the Eighth Sword Immortal in the sword cultivation system, or in other words, among all the "disadvantaged groups" in this world.

Perhaps, people like the swordsman Gangzhong in front of them worship not only the three characters "Eight Masters", but also the kind of "Never give up, pursue freedom" behind these three characters. the spirit of.

"What's your name?" Xu Xiaoshou asked suddenly.

The swordsman who was still wiping away his tears was a little startled when he heard the sound, but he quickly reacted and replied, "Master Zhimu, my name is Li Yan."

"Li Yan..." Xu Xiaoshou murmured, walked over with a smile, tiptoed and patted him on the shoulder, "Li Yan, come on, maybe others don't believe you, but this girl believes in you, the power of faith, is infinite!"

Li Yan was stunned for a long while, his soul waved, his tears evaporated, he lowered his head and said, "Thank you..."

Xu Xiaoshou stopped looking at him, and turned to look back at the sky.

The meteor shower slid down and sprinkled the seeds of hope all over the sky. The hurried figure in red was still circling back and forth over the Yunlun Mountains, even if it couldn't form a formation, it kept intercepting it.

But there are always mistakes and omissions, which made these treasures fall into the trial land of Yunlun Mountains.

"How many Li Yans are there in this world?" Xu Xiaoshou thought wistfully, then shook his head, abandoned miscellaneous thoughts, and returned to the business.

The red clothes can't stop the eight gods from knowing the last wave of treasures.

Among them, there is the demon sword Wanbing Demon Lord who disappears into the invisible with the power of the holy emperor.

Unsurprisingly, there is also the legendary source of conferring sagehood, the "Holy Source Spar"—the original words from Ba Zunfan.

Since these treasures are likely to fall on the Yunlun Mountains, and they have no owners, the testers will definitely hunt for treasures frantically.

Then why do I have to guard this empty mountain alone and miss the opportunity?

"This wave of treasures can definitely delay a lot of time, making it impossible for Rao Yaoyao to disperse his energy and continue to pursue the murderer, and Hong Yi is also afraid that these treasures will fall into the hands of the dark forces, and he will make a big enemy for himself." , especially the 'Holy Origin Crystal'..." Xu Xiaoshou thought.

He didn't know why the "Holy Source Crystal" in the original words of Ba Zunfan had the prefix "Fengsheng Yuanyuan". Perhaps this thing can almost be equated with the "Fengsheng Daoji"?

Just because he doesn't understand doesn't mean he's not moved.

After all, this is the treasure that can be specially pointed out in the original words of the eight masters, and it is juxtaposed with the Demon Lord of the Demon Sword and Ten Thousand Soldiers.

And now...

Those who are destined, get it!

Xu Xiaoshou was about to order to go out to search for treasure, taking advantage of the chaotic situation, to stir up the muddy water again.

At this moment.

"drop."

Trial jade pendant made a sound.

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, took out the jade pendant, and saw the latest reminder:

"The battle of the nine dragon veins, the second task is announced."

"Look for treasures that contain holy power scattered all over the Yunlun Mountains, and submit them through the trial jade pendant. For each treasure you submit, you can get 100,000 points."

"Attachment: Submit the treasure 'Holy Source Crystal' to get 100 million points; submit the 'Magic Sword Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Soldiers' to get 100 million points."

The information is short and to the point.

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

this speed...

It is too fast!

The red-clothed manpower is not enough, so he directly regards "treasure hunting" as a part of the trial itself, and uses the trialists in the Yunlun Mountains to search for treasures for them?

But, can it be done?

On the side, Xu Bang helped everyone read the message, sneered, and said, "This is really shameless, and you still have 100,000 points? 100,000 points or a treasure that contains holy power, which is more important?"

"Yeah, but the last two rewards of 100 million points make my brain buzz. If I really want to find them, and I don't have the ability to protect those treasures, maybe, I will choose to submit them immediately. ..." Another said.

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes.

The members of Xu Gang couldn't see the clear whole process of the confrontation between the saints before, so these people don't know that "treasures containing holy power" are actually not "holy treasures", but just "spiritual tools and panacea covered with a layer of holy power." wait".

Therefore, after these people find the treasure and understand the truth, they may really have to choose to submit the treasure because of the speeding up of the trial process and the temptation of the "Trial Quota in the Holy Palace".

The strength is not enough, even if you get the treasure, there are generally only a few results after that:

One is being robbed.

The second is to hand it over to the clan later.

The third is to be discovered by law enforcement officials and forced to submit and exchange for points.

So, why not exchange it for the most needed points at the current stage as soon as you get the treasure, submit one, and immediately go to search for the next one?

Even if you have obtained the "Holy Origin Crystal" and "Magic Sword", let me ask the practitioners of the Yunlun Mountains, who can defend it?

Either it was robbed by smugglers, or it was constantly changing hands among the strong, and was finally discovered by law enforcement officers, and was forced to submit...

"Dirty!"

"This wave of 'treasure hunting' missions is really too dirty!"

Xu Xiaoshou could almost see the real intention of Hongyi's mission.

Because there is also a trial jade pendant on every normal trial, this thing may be the root cause of the monitoring of everyone in the cloud world.

As long as you go hunting for treasure, no matter how much you get, how much you hide, and the process, it will all fall into Rao Yaoyao's eyes.

"Good guy!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help feeling sorry for the heads of the high-level executives in red, how easy it is to come up with such a method that is almost close to "Yangmou" in such a short period of time?

In any case, since there is a task to try the jade pendant, and the treasure hunt has changed from a private nature at the beginning to a stately matter, it is impossible for Xu Xiaoshou to continue to sit on the empty mountain.

"Everyone, obey orders!"

He showed the aura of the Mu gang leader, and with a single blow, he made more than a dozen Xu gang gang members around him stand silently, shouting in unison: "Here!"

"Go down the mountain immediately, search for treasures that contain holy power, and submit them to this girl after you find them, and then record the credit according to the situation, in exchange for what you want most!" Xu Xiaoshou said loudly.

After a pause, he giggled and joked, "Of course, you can also choose to hide it privately, although it may attract the attention of law enforcement officers."

"Don't dare..."

"The lord is broken, we dare not let it go!"

Xu Bangbang immediately waved his hands again and again, and his speech became a little confused in fright.

They did have the idea of ​​hiding it, but now they were exposed, and they were a little scared, because the Mu gang leader is a "devil".

Xu Xiaoshou is too lazy to talk nonsense, he doesn't pay attention to the number of "treasures containing holy power", he is only interested in "Holy source spar" and "magic sword".

It can be predicted that in the search of all the testers in the Yunlun Mountains, within a few days... maybe even half a day, these big things will surface one by one.

"Set off!"

...

The core area, near the Ninth Dragon Vein.

Ye Xiaotian, who looks like a short young man with white hair, drifts slowly in the mountain road, like a ghost.

"Holy source spar..."

His eyes were sharp, with an expression of disbelief, and he unconsciously muttered the familiar term from the mouth of the eight masters.

Ye Xiaotian remembered his purpose of coming to Yunlun Mountains as a stowaway.

He also remembered that even though Sang Lao's letter had been smashed, there were a few neat and arty words in it:

"The night is coming, the dawn is not coming."

"Since the general trend, how can we talk about detachment?"

"My holy slave, your space."

"Jinzhao can't die, but he can't cut Dao."

"Yunlun Mountains, holy source spar."

The Yunlun Mountains, the Sacred Origin spar... the last sentence, the last word, is exactly the same as what the Eight Masters said!

"Old man Sang..."

Ye Xiaotian shook his head frequently, his eyes flickered, and he looked back at the sky, as if he saw the scene of the black dragon entrenched and the saints fighting just now.

He sighed, his heart full of shock:

"Old man Sang, old man Sang, how dare you join hands with these beings? They're afraid they can swallow your bones!"

"The Devil Emperor Black Dragon, the Eighth Sword Immortal... all of them, can they be the ones to be messed with?"

"This is directly fighting with the Temple of the Holy Spirit. How dare you get involved in these things!"

Ye Xiaotian subconsciously still used his impression of the Holy Palace Sang Qiye and the vice president of Tiansang Linggong to figure out his old friends.

However, after thinking about it, my old friend had a name that made people fearful.

"Second in command of the Holy Slave, sleeveless!"

So Ye Xiaotian fell silent.

Then think about the time when I got Sang Lao's paper letter, and then think about the news that the second in command of the Holy Slave was seized by the Temple of the Holy God during the Battle of the White Grotto...

By the time of the White Cave, Sang Lao had already disappeared.

As a result, the letter clearly had the words "Yunlun Mountains, Sacred Source Crystal" clearly written on it.

How far in advance must this be calculated?

In the end, it was really done for him!

Ye Xiaotian vaguely seemed to see the old man Sang laughing triumphantly in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he replaced the last rant in his heart.

"How dare you, dare to lead this kind of thing? If you want to die, don't play like this!"

However, when he came to the Yunlun Mountains and stepped into the center of this vortex, it was very difficult for Ye Xiaotian to escape.

Besides, this is Sang Lao's last entrustment. In all honesty, Ye Xiaotian doesn't want to take the initiative to get away.

"So, where is the Holy Origin spar?" Ye Xiaotian speculated.

He was thinking, since old man Sang is a holy slave without sleeves, and the first seat of the holy slave is suspected to be Bazunfan, and Bazunfan seems to be related to Void Island, the fight between the devil emperor Heilong and Dao Qiongcang should be his single-handed plan .

Well, as half of "one of us".

Old man Sang wanted to help him get the Holy Origin spar by himself, so he should have left some kind of clue, so that he could get the target faster among all stowaways, the kind that even Hong Yi couldn't react to.

clues...

Thinking about it, Ye Xiaotian fell into hesitation.

Have it?

absolutely not!

Apart from the words "Holy Origin Crystal" mentioned on Sang Lao's letter, he had no other clues.

"Damn old thing, the most important information is missing, are you trying to embarrass me?" Ye Xiaotian cursed in his heart.

He is a decent person, and his predecessor was a disciple of the Holy Palace. Even if he entered the Yunlun Mountains, he planned not to be exposed if he could.

If you really wanted to show off your spatial attributes and search the entire Yunlun Mountains, Rao Yaoyao would be able to raise his sword and land on his face in less than three breaths.

But don't look for it this way...

Once the time slows down, you may have to take the risk of being exposed later in order to win the "Holy Origin Crystal" that was discovered in advance by others.

"Damn it!"

Ye Xiaotian cursed again and gritted his teeth, feeling that no matter what, Sang Lao's last entrustment cannot be easily let go.

With a swipe of his hand in the void, the space turned into a mirror, and waves of light began to flow.

However, at this moment.

"call out."

A slight piercing sound interrupted Ye Xiaotian's movements.

Turning his head to look, there is a crystal clear fist-sized hexagonal spar flying towards him in the distance, emitting a faint holy light.

Ye Xiaotian:? ? ?

I don't need to look for it?

Find me yourself?

Soon, he recovered from his dazed state, because immediately after the hexagonal spar, there was an anxious cry belonging to humans:

"Stop him!"

"Damn it, this is a treasure of holy power, worth 100,000 points, brothers, go! Hey...is there someone in front?"

"Hey! That dwarf in front, help me stop this baby, don't submit it, I'll give you 50,000 points!"