I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Black earthy token. On the reverse side is a naked woman with her knees bowed and her limbs in shackles, which is the emblem of a very artistic holy slave.

On the front, it is surrounded by flame patterns, depicting a

The word "mulberry".

"Sang Lao's order?" Xu Xiaoshou pinched the token to look around, raised his eyes in doubt,

"What's the meaning?"

"A long time ago, your master was considered a half-brother from the Holy Slave because of disagreement with my ideas."

"This is the order he handed back to me before he left. It's just that I didn't agree with him to leave, and he hasn't left yet." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly burst into curiosity.

He knew some of the reasons for this, otherwise Sang Lao would not have returned to Tiansang Linggong. But it can be regarded as only peeking at its appearance, not seeing its details, so he asked: "So, what is your reason..."

"He thinks I'm still too extreme and too eager for success."

"To subvert the current continental structure and to overthrow the rule of the five great sage emperor families, this matter can only be done step by step, and cannot be acted rashly."

"We should wait another few decades until everything is fully prepared—the secret alliance will be successful, and the power of ghosts and beasts will not be backlashed, etc."

"Out of the mountain like this, the overall situation can be settled." Xu Xiaoshou nodded upon hearing this. Sang Lao's thoughts are not without reason. The eight gods are indeed reckless, and there is only one holy slave now, and they have declared war on the Holy God Hall before even forming an alliance with Xuyue Gray Palace.

It's hard to sing alone! This is definitely hard steel! Maybe Bazun thinks this is normal, but it can only be aimed at him personally.

Those around him, I believe everyone is under a lot of pressure. However, if the Inner Island Ghost Beast is released at this time, there will be situations where it cannot be controlled, or a small one will betray.

fatal! Forever! Xu Xiaoshou could imagine how much pain it would bring to the holy slave if he acted before or after, even if only one link was broken.

In the round of Void Island, the Temple of the Holy God can be said to have been completely defeated, and several half-saints have fallen, but has this hurt the foundation?

No! For the Temple of the Holy Spirit, this is not even a serious injury, and they still have many chances to come back.

However, with such a defeat, what if the holy slave suffers once? Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou was startled. There are not even a few half-saints among the real high-level saint slaves, and they are all supported by ghosts and beasts on the inner island, so they can't afford a single defeat.

And once defeated, with the pissing nature of the ghosts and beasts on the inner island, each of them will scatter like birds and beasts, returning to the world, seeking to be safe.

This is a loose alliance temporarily gathered under the name of one of the eight gods, and there are more people who succumb to force.

This organization seems to be powerful, and it is all supported by the eight masters and one person. He shook his body and everyone and the ghosts had to see if they were about to fall. He coughed and everyone had to think about whether they could end the battle and leave.

But he is the eight masters, he is too strong!

"What about you?" Xu Xiaoshou didn't have the so-called absolute favoritism and position, and only asked from the perspective of an outsider.

"What do you think about Sang Lao's concerns?" The eight gods sneered, and their lips and teeth parted: "Short-sighted." Hiss!

Xu Xiaoshou took a sharp breath, looked at the strange expressions of the people beside him, and said to himself, can you save some face for my old man Sang, he is still inside!

"I don't think his considerations may be biased..." Xu Xiaoshou thought about his words, wondering if I was short-sighted too?

"What ordinary people think is exactly the same." Ba Zun said calmly: "Of course he is right, what is wrong is that he underestimated his opponent." Xu Xiaoshou looked around the crowd again, and saw the anger in their eyes .

Good guy! He almost pointed his nose and scolded everyone present as rubbish!

"I would like to hear a good opinion." Xu Xiaoshou said with a strange yin and yang air.

"It's not high-level. Take you as an example. After leaving the Void Island, do you think you still have time to grow up?" Ba Zun glanced over.

"Uh..." The topic suddenly turned to himself, Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a while, and soon realized that he was in serious trouble.

He killed Rao Yaoyao himself. It's okay on the void island, the rules are limited. Once they really return to the Holy Spirit Continent, let alone set up the first floor in the sky to make troubles, whether they can have even a day's respite is a problem.

Saint Emperor Rao, will let him go? No way! Three members of the ten-member council of the Holy Spirit Hall have fallen, will they let go of their hatred?

No way! The eight masters gazed far and wide, and said leisurely: "Out of the void island, you are the world's number one bounty criminal, and countless troubles will follow."

"You are easier to catch than me, and you are only a throne realm. The record on Void Island is actually borrowed from external forces, and it is even more empty talk if it is spread, and it will be too long before you become a real semi-saint."

"Even if you can realize the Dao once and shorten your middle age, how long will it take...ten days, half a month?" Everyone was still immersed in it, worried, and suddenly stunned.

This is what the eight masters see

"Once enlightened"? From the Throne Dao Realm to Half-Saint, it takes half a month... In the middle, Dao Slashing, Nine Deadly Thunder Tribulation, and Taixu Realm, all omitted for you?

Even if there is no bottleneck in the breakthrough, if Xu Xiaoshou's rock-solid Dao foundation is used alone, if he wants to break through to the holy realm, he may not be able to make it through taking the holy medicine for half a month!

"It's not about whether you can realize the Tao in one day, so the time has to be extended later."

"According to your thinking, ten years is short, although I believe you don't have to." Ba Zun smiled and looked away: "So you think they will give you this time to grow and develop?" Xu Xiaoshou There was a moment of silence.

His current passive value is full, and he may not be able to get it. Fortunately, there is someone who is proficient in swordsmanship, and he can be regarded as a half-sage, but now his Dao foundation is damaged... Thinking about it this way, his head is a bit big.

After that, it's very troublesome!

"Don't take chances, the Temple of the Holy Spirit will send someone to deal with you next, at least half-holy ones."

"Because you have entered the eyes of Dao Qiongcang, others will look down on you, but he will not."

"It just so happens that with the help of your external pressure, Dao Qiongcang will either leave Guizhe Sacred Mountain, or integrate Guizhe Sacred Mountain." After Ba Zunwen warned, the topic changed: "Then, come back to the holy slave. "

"Those who are high above do regard the common people as humble dogs, but when you step on their feet and hurt them, these saints dressed as sheep will also strike with thunder."

"The holy slave has been hiding, so naturally he won't receive much attention, but once he shows up, it will hurt the fundamental interests of the five holy emperor's family and the Holy God Hall..."

"Even if there is only such a tendency, do you think they will give the holy slave time and opportunity?" Ba Zun understood this question and asked everyone present.

yes! Xu Xiaoshou beheaded several saints in the Holy God Hall, and almost lost control over there, and even the Holy Emperor was dispatched.

What the holy slaves want to move is their roots, how can they wait for decades in peace? How can I be fully prepared?

Only in wartime can you understand An Sheng! When Xu Xiaoshou saw everyone around them fall silent, he understood how powerful the brainwashing techniques of the Eight Masters were.

He is unaffected, and he can still come up with some thoughts of his own from this sophistry: "You never thought that everything you have now exists because of you alone-sacred slaves, ghosts, and beasts. Your other cards that I don't know about..."

"I know what you want to say." Bazun smiled half-smile,

"That's what the sleeveless, and all mortals of them, would think about."

"That's good. I have a question. Maybe others don't dare to ask." Xu Xiaoshou was too direct, and said, "What if you fall down?" Everyone's eyes immediately focused.

Even the water ghost couldn't help looking at Bazunfan, the down and out middle-aged man who was so weak that he seemed to die peacefully the next second with a cough.

Bazun shook his head slowly and said calmly: "I will not fall down."

"You are very confident." Xu Xiaoshou laughed.

"If I don't have self-confidence, no one in this world would dare to talk about self-confidence."

"Then have you ever thought about it, if you can't afford to be a holy slave, the world under the Holy God Palace will be relatively stable?" Everyone, especially the elderly, looked at Xu Xiaoshou in surprise when they heard the sound.

In fact, some people have had this kind of thinking, but it doesn't make much sense. If you think too much, you will only fall into self-denial.

Xu Xiaoshou had obviously grown up after the battle on Void Island, so he could think of this level... Mei Ji could not help speeding up his movements as he shook his fan.

Everyone's eyes turned to Ba Zunfan again, looking forward to the answer. Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be out of tune, sometimes he was sober in the world, and the question had depth.

Bazun still smiled. His muddy eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, lingering on Shui Gui, Mei Jiren, etc. for a long time, and said softly: "I don't want to be a holy slave, Mr. Jiren will not be canonized so far, of course he doesn't care this."

"I am not a holy slave, Yumo will not become a water ghost, and the first daimyo of the Lingbu will spread his name to the world, of course he doesn't care about that."

"I can't afford to be a holy slave. Cen Qiaofu will become an expert in the southern region, Ning Honghong will wander in the world of mortals, and Sang Qiye will hide in the spiritual palace. Of course, they don't care about that."

"I can't afford to be a holy slave, Gou Wuyue is still holy, God is also living on the corner of the cross street, Cao Yihan dreamed of dying and drunk, Wen Ting wiped his sword to practice Taoism, and Yuebei Huarao Dao is high in the clouds, of course they don't care about it. "The eyes of the eight masters fell back on Xu Xiaoshou, their tone was still flat, but their emotions were no longer single: "There are no holy slaves in this world, and mortals are still at ease, because the end is the same for them if there are holy slaves or not. Birth, old age, sickness and death."

"But there are no holy slaves in this world, and geniuses will never be able to show their talents. Of course, they will think that it is acceptable, because it has always been like this."

"But there is a cover on the top of the head, and the flowers can only bloom sideways, don't they?"

"But isn't this deformed?" The Eight Masters laughed for a long time, shook their heads and said again: "Others can bear it, but I can't bear it; others can avoid it, but I cannot avoid it."

"Jianxiu took a breath and acted against the Nine Heavens... I can't stand the darkness, so I have to stand up. I have something to say about it."

"If the sky does not give birth to me, the world will enjoy peace; if the sky gives birth to me, there will be no Chang'an for a long time." The eight masters said these words flatly, and the people beside them heard the sound like hearing thunder, and they were all moved.

If Xu Xiaoshou's thinking is indeed quite profound, then the concept of the Eight Masters shocked everyone.

He stood in a higher dimension, and he was awake all the time! Even Mei Ji was startled into a cold sweat, realizing that enough has been enough of being obedient, people will get used to it.

If there were no holy slaves, if there were no holy halls, if there were no families of the five great holy emperors... At his time, he would not have stopped too far. He waited so long to be canonized on the void island, right?

What is it that made me in my early years careless about whether I was a sword master or not, and lost my heart to be a swordsman?

The Mei people almost lost their original intention, but Ba Zun gave the answer at this moment: It's the time! A wrong era can only bloom wrong flowers.

If it is not fundamentally changed, the colorful flowers will be just a plaything in the greenhouse, without the fragrance of the wild. But man is also a beast, with blood and wildness, how can he really cut off his fangs and claws?

The water ghost was silent. He knew that this was the answer he was looking for, and it was also his original intention of cultivating Taoism.

But now, Ba Zunwen told Xu Xiaoshou his answer through a conversation with Xu Xiaoshou.

"Is this the battle for the Dao?" Xu Xiaoshou was also in a turbulent mood, but he saw the wounds on the Void Island.

Severed bones, a broken country...Ghosts and unwillingness are intertwined into the whistling wind, weakness and self-pity are turned into fruits packed with bitterness...the gods are fighting, and mortals suffer.

The Void Island is like this, after returning to the Holy Spirit Continent, how many storms will it cause when the battle for the Great Dao resumes?

Xu Xiaoshou tried not to think about these things that had nothing to do with him. Now he only pays attention to himself and the people around him.

But at this time, he was seduced by the words of the eight masters, and he was a little more confused and at a loss. Bazun looked at the young man, as if he saw himself before, and said with a smile: "I have also had the same confusion as you, or as long as I am human, and have human nature, I should have had such thoughts... ..."

"But Xu Xiaoshou, you are wrong." Xu Xiaoshou raised his head, his eyes puzzled.

"They are not innocent!"

"Man died for money, and birds died for food. Fate destined them to fall here. Even if they escaped here, they will not have a happy ending."

"Risks and opportunities coexist. This is their choice. It has nothing to do with you. Self-pity will not make you more sober, but will only bind your heart to yourself and breed demonic obstacles."

That's right, along the way, which person I have beheaded has no way to die? From Wen Chong, Feng Kong, Shao Yi, Zhang Xinxiong, Zhang Taiying, and even the entire Zhang family... from the killers of Red Dog, Shuangdai, Jinzu, Sanzhuxiang, Yi, Rao Yaoyao, and even the people who have been in a dead end. Teng Shanhai, Jiang Buyi, Yan Wuse, etc... Who has no way to die?

Everyone is fighting for their own interests, winners and losers, how can there be mercy?

"I understand." Xu Xiaoshou looked at the eight masters and understood a lot at the same time. He flipped up the Sang Lao Ling in his hand again, and suddenly realized why the eight masters talked so much with him.

This guy clearly hates trouble, and looks down on everyone, including himself...

"What does this mean?" Xu Xiaoshou raised the token.

"You guessed it."

"But that's your master's order. I'm just returning it to you for safekeeping. You should be able to protect it now." Bazun said, and took out another token from his arms.

This token is black, the back is still the emblem of the holy slave, and the front is changed, a

"Shou" word. The water ghost's expression changed. Kongtong raised his eyebrows with a smile. Mei Jiren's paper fan freezes, a little surprised.

Zhu Yiyi looked at the token, his eyes were already starting to glow. Eight masters know this

The "order" handed it over, and said with a smile: "Before this, you and I were just in a simple forced relationship. As far as the holy slave is concerned, you are still in the assessment stage."

"In the battle of Void Island, I saw your growth, and you have the ability to play chess alone."

"Of course, the first floor in the sky can go out independently, but it still needs the help of the holy slave, from all aspects."

"The vacancy left by the sleeveless departure also urgently needs to be filled... and I think you are now able to overcome all opinions and suppress all voices."

"Scared, passive value, +1." Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar black token, and looked at the eight masters in disbelief.

Ba Zun Fan still kept handing out the token, cleared his throat, and said in a rather weird tone with a serious face, "Now, I, Ba Zun Fan, formally invite you!"

"Master Shou, I have already cast your top chair, would you like to condescend to my holy slave and condescend to have one?"