I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"liquor?"

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

If he remembers correctly, the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal was the first person to put forward the concept of "drunken sword, sword chaos".

Before him, there was indeed a sword cultivator who drank alcohol but was also famous in the world for being able to hold a sword steadily.

But since the birth of the Eighth Sword Immortal, these people have all been compared.

The Eighth Sword Immortal never drinks alcohol.

Even after he put forward this concept, later on, sword cultivators rarely had anything to do with wine.

Whether it's an ancient sword cultivator or a spiritual sword cultivator...

But in Xu Xiaoshou's speculation, shouldn't the first saint slave in front of him be the Eighth Sword Immortal with a high probability?

How could he pick up the wine gourd?

"I guessed wrong?" Xu Xiaoshou's brain was lost, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all.

"How do you think about it?"

The masked man pouring wine with his head up didn't seem to care about his own image at all. When he drank the last drop of wine in the gourd, he threw the gourd back to Cenchov, wiped his mouth, and put down his mask again.

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts were pulled back, but he still couldn't give an answer for a while.

The masked man's words are indeed very reasonable.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't even find a point to refute.

After all, relative and absolute are views that he also agrees with.

But compromise, can it really be understood as a "choice"?

"It's hard for you to make a decision?" the masked man asked with a smile.

"Um."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

He could see the kindness of the people in front of him towards him.

Perhaps this is the prerequisite for his own potential.

But again, in terms of results, this is still a person who respects others very much.

Even, as the first seat of the holy slave.

It can be said that the respect that the masked man gave to Xu Xiaoshou, a junior, has reached an unimaginable level.

Until now, he was still asking Xu Xiaoshou for his opinion instead of forcing him.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't say a word.

The masked man spoke again.

"I won't force you, but this time, I won't let you go easily."

"You know, this is reality."

"If you really want to go on in the future, with your growth rate, you will still encounter such things in the future, all kinds of things, countless."

"I can let you go once, twice, three times, but others can also force you to make a choice when they meet you for the first time."

"This is the only way you must go."

"Goodwill and respect, I have already given you enough, but fate ends here..."

"For me personally, the time has come."

The masked man looked up at the sky behind Xu Xiaoshou, which was the place where the space of another dimension was located.

"Instead of forcing you to join another faction that you don't like, you might as well choose to go with me at this moment... Bah, walk side by side."

"At least I can still promise you..."

"What?" Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes.

The masked man is very serious: "I promise you that if the direction you see in the future does not match the choice at this moment, you can choose to leave at any time."

"Not only to leave me, but also not only to leave the holy slave."

"You can let go of everything at any time."

"Even if you have your own direction and feel that you can do better than me, I can join you, help you, and help you achieve your goals."

"My goal..." Xu Xiaoshou's expression became more bewildered.

"You don't know your goal yet, but I do."

The masked man seemed to be amused by his own words, and his tone was a little humorous: "In you, I can see the shadows of most people."

"Maybe when they were the same age as you, they still didn't understand what they wanted most."

"But after reaching a certain level, the direction must lead to the same goal!"

"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.

He didn't even know what he wanted.

Previously,

It is just sorting out a big concept.

And now, a guy who has only met him a few times, he said he knows what he thinks, is it credible?

The masked man didn't answer directly.

He first glanced at the storyteller, then turned his gaze back to Cenchov, and asked, "Do you know that there are people in this world who are better than you?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

"I believe you know."

The masked man nodded, and said again: "But you may not know, looking at the whole world, there are countless people of the same age who are similar to you, or even surpass you."

"Maybe most of these people will die halfway, because of arrogance, arrogance, high ambition, etc..."

"But you also need to understand that not every descendant of an aristocratic family or an outstanding young man has such a problem."

"The world is relative."

"While there are these mentally unhealthy guys, there are also people who are as confident, calm, and persistent as you."

Xu Xiaoshou looked embarrassed.

This sudden praise came as a bit of a shock.

The masked man seemed to be stating an objective fact, unmoved, and continued: "There are also countless such people."

"Then, there are so many people on the mainland who have the potential to grow into peak powerhouses, how much do you know about the powerhouses at that time?"

"Or to put it another way..."

"How many people do you know who can stand at the highest position in the world?"

Xu Xiaoshou was questioned.

According to what the masked man said, combined with his current experience.

If a small White Grotto can gather so many outstanding young people, even the swordsman Gu Qingyi, Lai Shuangxing, ghosts and beasts all appeared so many people.

Then in those places that I can't see, those places that are more dangerous than the White Cave, how many experiencers are there?

Among them, how many excellent ancient sword cultivators are there?

Can these people grow to the level of Seven Sword Immortals?

Xu Xiao couldn't understand.

But looking at the character, strength, and aptitude of such people...

If you really want to give an answer.

Xu Xiaoshou's tendency is "able".

If you want to add a precondition, it is just a "time issue".

But……

The Seven Sword Immortals, since ancient times, seem to have only seven.

The number is very small, and there has never been an extra one even for a period of time.

Even the Eighth Sword Immortal, who is so ancient and brilliant today, can only be counted as half, and still fails to break this iron law.

Why?

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth slightly, and the strong thirst for knowledge in his eyes was beyond words.

"Why?"

The masked man could roughly understand Xu Xiaoshou's inner thoughts, and helped him ask this question, but he didn't answer.

Then, he turned his eyes to the two people beside him again.

"Going back to the question just now, you seem to feel strange, suspicious, or even strongly opposed from the inner level about how I can know your goal along the way?"

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself that you really hit the spot.

I just dare not say it.

"But I can know your future!"

The masked man clanked and said, "Why?"

Xu Xiaoshou already felt something was wrong.

His gaze also fell on the storyteller and Cenchov on the side, trying to find the answer from the masked man's gaze.

But to no avail.

The two people on the other side still looked bored, and the only one who was interested was not the young man themselves.

On the contrary, it was more like being amazed that the masked man could talk so much.

"Why?"

Xu Xiaoshou finally asked a question, and he couldn't hold back anymore.

The masked man smiled and did not tact again, but responded positively: "Because of freedom!"

"?"

"I can see your insistence on freedom from your eyes and thinking, which is why I don't force you."

The masked man paused and said, "In this world, people like you, without exception, all yearn for freedom."

"But..."

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Above the nine heavens, the rain curtain is still pattering.

With the silence of the two, it was extremely ear-piercing.

The masked man pointed to the sky and asked, "Do you think the Holy Spirit Continent is beyond the White Cave?"

"Do you think that outside of the Holy Spirit Continent, you can really transcend?"

"wrong!"

"Did you see the rain?"

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

"That's not rain, that's a person!" the masked man shouted loudly.

Xu Xiaoshou's mind went blank for a moment.

A memory that didn't seem to belong to me suddenly appeared in my mind.

That was an unknown period of thinking about the information column after I escaped from the siege of the storyteller and the night watchman.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have time to think, so he looked inside directly.

"Being watched, passive value, +1."

"Watch?"

He finally paid attention to the problem again.

watch?

Who is watching?

rain?

people?

"That's a person?" Xu Xiaoshou stared wide-eyed, looking at the rain curtain above the nine heavens in disbelief.

"Strictly speaking, it doesn't count, it's just an ability."

The masked man smiled: "But you just need to know that no matter in the White Grotto or in the Holy Land, there are such a pair of eyes staring at you all the time."

"Whether you're eating, sleeping, or making a human..."

"He's always watching you."

"Never stop!"

Xu Xiaoshou's hairs suddenly started to rise, and he felt cold sweat directly wet his back, "Who is he?"

"who is he?"

The masked man threw the question to the two behind him.

The storyteller was stunned, "How do you know, that's how you tricked me here."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Cen Qiaofu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Who is he? How would this old man know? If it weren't for you, this old man would still be working at sunrise and resting at sunset in the deep mountains and old forests in the southern region. Wouldn't it be great?"

The masked man rolled his eyes slightly.

look back.

"Look, one Dao Zhan peak and one Taixu have not been able to give an answer to this question until now. One can imagine how strong 'he' is!"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He really wanted to give direct feedback on the masked man's trickery at this moment.

But deep down in his heart, he was really shocked by a "Taixu" that popped up suddenly.

Turning his head to look at the old man with some difficulty, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't believe it.

This image doesn't have an old guy, too, too empty?

Shouldn't this be someone who stands on top of the world, is a person who rides a crane and flies like a cloud?

Why is he standing behind the masked man, packing wine gourds for this guy?

"I……"

All kinds of words came to his lips, Xu Xiaoshou didn't know how to say them.

"I can tell you clearly that when the storyteller was in Zhongyu, he was really just a storyteller."

The masked man pointed at the man in the red dress, and said, "Just like you, he was a similar person when he was young, and he also yearned for freedom."

"But when he broke through to cutting the way, he suddenly gave up on mediocrity, went straight to open a storytelling studio, and became the so-called 'boss' among ordinary people."

"Why?"

Pointing at Cenchov again, the masked man said: "This man has probably lived for hundreds of years. As he said before, he has been cutting firewood in the deep mountains and old forests to make a living."

"When I was about to die, I suddenly had the idea to take a peek at the Great Thousand World, and then achieve the Dao of Slashing."

"But after a year, he returned to the old forest in the Southern Region, and picked up his old business again."

"Why?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

What kind of gods are these one by one?

"because of him'."

The masked man looked up at the rain curtain on the sky, and said, "Because of these eyes!"

Xu Xiaoshou was still a little confused, so he wanted to speak, and the masked man pressed his hand, indicating that he hadn't finished speaking, and said:

"Like them, those geniuses who have not been able to shock the world have a lot to offer."

"But each of them has sunk in a certain place, and they can't lift their heads at all."

"There are gods when you hold your head three feet high. When you grow to a certain level, maybe you will be able to understand this saying."

Xu Xiaoshou felt chills in his heart.

This is not a god, this is a devil!

The masked man clicked his tongue, feeling a little parched, and wanted to stretch his hand back.

Cenchov said immediately, "It's gone."

"Forehead……"

Now the masked man also realized that he had talked too much.

He said "hmm" and finally spoke.

"Tired, let's go back to the question just now!"

"them."

The masked man gestured to the two people beside him.

Then pointed his hand to the void: "And them."

Xu Xiaoshou understood that this was referring to those who were also willing to be mediocre.

"These people, for the question of 'who is he'...

The masked man looked up at Nine Heavens Rain Curtain, and said, "I can give you an explanation that they can't give."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

He's ready for one last worldview bombardment.

"'Freedom', and 'cage', this is the answer!" The masked man was passionate.

"?"

Xu Xiaoshou lowered the black line on his forehead, and tried to interpret: "'They' are 'freedom', and 'he' is a 'cage'?"

"good."

The masked man nodded.

"Just like the powerlessness you have encountered along the way, everyone who yearns for freedom must fight for it. Therefore, their experiences are similar to yours."

"Why?"

"Because we are born to play in the chess game of the high-ranking ones."

"When I thought I could break through the cage, I jumped into another bigger chess game, bumped into walls everywhere, and started again and again. In this case, the only result is frustration."

"Don't tell me you can break the cage!"

The masked man saw Xu Xiaoshou's inner thoughts at once, and said with a smile: "If you really want to talk, please tell him."

Xu Xiaoshou followed the direction of his fingers and saw the dark-faced Cenqiaofu, and immediately swallowed his words back.

This is too empty!

A peerless powerhouse who has reached the top of the world can't even give an explanation to a single question, and is still in the middle of a chess game.

I, can I...Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep doubts about himself.

"You can not."

The masked man said: "I used to think that I could do it, but I failed. The caged beast escaped. It's not as simple as you think."

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.

He felt that the masked man and thoughts, to a certain extent, perfectly matched Sang Lao's.

Are you sure you are someone from the same organization?

Matryoshka-like world view...

"I want to ask a question."

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for a long time, and said: "Sang Lao, the second in command of your holy slaves, is it the same?"

The masked man laughed. He saw the looseness in Wen Ming's eyes and said, "Otherwise, what do you think he is running all day long? Doing exercises?"

"wrong."

"Just like you, he is a person with his own thoughts, and he thinks that my way will not work, and I will not break the cage, so he is looking for his own way."

"The way is different, and we are temporarily separated, but the same goal by different routes, can you understand?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Can you understand?

He looked up at the sky, speechless for a moment.

...

The scene was quiet for a while.

"Swish..."

The masked man suddenly raised and lowered his hands, groping everywhere.

After a long time, he frowned.

"Where's the token?"

Cenchov looked disgusted behind him: "Throw it away when the space is broken!"

"Forehead……"

The masked man was ashamed, and stretched out his hand directly to the old man, "Token."

"That's my old man's own!" Tzenchov was angry.

"I don't want your piece," the masked man sighed, and said, "My piece."

"What?" The storyteller was startled on the spot, "Brother, you..."

"Stop."

The masked man immediately reached out his hand with a headache to stop him from continuing to speak, "It's just a token."

"That's..."

The storyteller was dumbfounded, and had an idea: "I'll help you get the piece from Luo girl!"

"Forget it."

The masked man waved his hand, took Zenchov and took out the purple token from the ring, and handed it to Wen Ming in front of him, "Do you want to join?"

Xu Xiaoshou's liver was trembling.

He felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar.

Tiansang Linggong, Goose Lake, the old man with grass hat, and that sentence...

"Eat the seeds?"

Fuck!

Why are they all such terrifying existences!

God, who will save me?

Xu Xiaoshou broke down, and said with tears: "Can I refuse?"

"Can."

The masked man patted the token in his hand with his backhand, and said, "I never force others, but think about it for yourself."

"Even if you refuse now, you will encounter things like this in the future, many, many."

"But they may not be as easy to talk to as I am."

Xu Xiaoshou was holding the token, his hands were shaking.

"It's still the same sentence, whenever you feel that your path is wrong, you can leave at any time. Now, I am just a 'tool', nothing more."

The masked man's last words seemed to give Xu Xiaoshou a strong reassurance.

Xu Xiaoshou looked down.

This is a purple token with a slight purple light.

On it, a naked woman with a graceful figure is carved, bowing her head and hugging her knees, weeping like tears, I feel pity for it.

And on his hands and feet, there are heavy shackles that stretch to the four sides of the token, as if connected to the world.

It's just like……

Embarrassed saint!

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he understood something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

With trembling fingers, he flipped the token over.

The back is clean and neat, with only one word engraved on it.

"eight!"

bang——

Xu Xiaoshou shook his hand, and the token fell directly to the ground.

The expressions of the three people in front changed at the same time.

Xu Xiao was frightened and immediately bent over to pick it up.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't want to refuse..."

"Then you agreed?" the masked man's eyes brightened.

Xu Xiaoshou froze on the spot.

He saw that the other party seemed to lose his composure due to excitement.

This alone is completely different from Sang Lao.

respect……

Xu Xiaoshou pondered for a moment, then asked: "Can I shake hands with you, I'm a little... flattered?"

The masked man narrowed his eyes, "Handshake?"

"No, no, if it's inconvenient, then there's no need for it at all." Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands quickly, and took a few steps back in fright.

"Convenient!"

The masked man suddenly smiled, and grabbed the black glove of his right hand with his left hand.

"If you just want to shake hands, I will respond to you with the greatest sincerity."

"But if you just want to see..."

He paused.

Inside the mask, there seemed to be the outline of the corners of the lips.

"It's okay."

With a swipe, the masked man took off his right glove and reached out to Xu Xiaoshou.

Xu Xiaoshou's whole body tensed up.

one two three four……

He closed his eyes deeply.

No thumbs up!

"What's wrong?"

The masked man smiled and said, "Haven't you seen Four Fingers?"

"without."

Xu Xiaoshou felt his voice trembling: "I just think you look like a friend I met."

"Oh, which one?"

"A sloppy uncle..."

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't move his mind, and it took him a long time to realize that it was really impolite to speak like this.

The masked man frowned.

He suddenly raised his hand and sniffed close with his nose, his brows tightened even more.

"Sorry, I haven't washed it for a few years, it's really a bit dirty, don't you mind?"

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at him and stretched out his hand again, suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry.

He raised his hand subconsciously, but retreated slightly, but he didn't dare to retreat too obviously.

"Snapped!"

The masked man took a step forward and grabbed it.

"Dirty is a bit dirty, but there is still a sense of ritual. It will be fine to wash it later. You are welcome to join, Wen Ming."

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what to say anymore.

He felt that with his mouth, under the oppression of the person in front of him, he couldn't do any tricks.

but!

so warm...

The guy's hand.

Calluses, roughness, and densely packed thin strip scars...

But!

so warm...

Holding him, it feels like holding the whole world.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was a little surging.

He knew he had been persuaded by the masked man.

Indeed, in this world like a chess game, the artillery chariots and horses are all being manipulated to move forward "recklessly" according to the specified rules.

But in the end, the only way to get out is to be eliminated.

And if you want to break the chess game and take the position of the chess player, relying on the strength of one person alone is too slim... not enough!

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know whether his "choice" was right or wrong.

But it is different from Hongyi, Ghost Beast, and Sang Lao.

At least with the masked man, he has felt respected many times, and his promise...

Can I quit?

trick?

Still, really? !

"If so..."

Xu Xiaoshou held the whole world in his hands, and his words were a little awkward, "If it is, I can't handle it anymore, can I really choose to quit?"

"You can handle it."

The masked man said happily: "Even if you can't bear it, there is me behind it. If you take a step back, quitting is also a choice. It is not shameful. Many people do this, just changing their way of life. "

so warm...

Xu Xiaoshou has never felt such a degree of warmth from any senior.

Even the vigil in the past was only a material gift.

On the spiritual level, he also wants to impose his thoughts on himself.

This is completely different!

"Thank you." Xu Xiao's voice sounded like a mosquito.

"What?" The masked man couldn't hear clearly for a while.

"I said……"

Xu Xiaoshou paused, looked up and saw the rain curtain above the nine heavens.

Well, it was actually a pair of eyes...

Look inside again.

"Being watched, passive value, +1."

He was relieved.

Give your hand a firm grip, then let go.

"I mean……"

"Holy Slave, I am Xu Xiaoshou, choose to join!"