I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Xin Gugu is old school.

Caramelized sugar is also old school.

The last task the two of them received was to go to the White Grotto to find Feng Yujin, which was also the last struggle of the old school.

But failed.

Feng Yujin never promised them to join the Xuyue Gray Palace, but was finally taken down by Xu Xiaoshou.

It was precisely because Caramel Candy saw Xu Xiaoshou's potential that he sent out Greedy God, and finally kept Xin Gugu by Xu Xiaoshou's side.

This is a very important move for the old school.

Maybe if you go well, you can turn the tide and the building from falling in the end.

But these are just backhands.

Back to reality, back to the present moment.

When the two seniors Wu Xia and Yue Xie of the old school really appeared in front of them, and they were going to be taken down by Hongyi without any reason, Xin Gugu couldn't hold back anymore.

This was his childhood belief.

Similarly, it is also the belief of most good-natured ghosts and beasts.

They don't deserve to be treated like this...

Senior Wu Xia is really a good person!

Xin Gugu knew everything.

He knows that war may bring peace, but the price is absolutely huge.

There must be another way to protect those ghost beast hosts who are unwilling to fight, and at the same time find true peace from the other side.

Senior Wu Xia was looking for this method, the conservative faction of Xuyue Gray Palace was looking for it, and Xin Gugu was also looking for it.

It is different from others.

Perhaps what others have found is a way.

But Xin Gu Gu had his eyes on someone.

"Momo!"

Anticipating this, Xin Gugu looked back,

With a serious expression, he said via voice transmission: "Senior Wu Xia can't die, I have to find Xu Xiaoshou, is there any way for you to contact him?"

"Usha?"

Mo Mo was startled, and immediately came back to his senses: "Xu Xiaoshou must be thinking of a way right now, why are you contacting him?"

"too slow!"

Xin Gugu is eager to save people, how can he wait any longer?

He then said via voice transmission: "Now that the enchantment is broken, we may be able to contact Xu Xiaoshou. I have something urgent, so I must find him immediately and make it clear immediately."

"No way..." Mo Mo shook his head, "The barrier is broken, but if you want to use communication beads, you may still be intercepted by white clothes, red clothes, etc., and Xu Xiaoshou's existence may be exposed, which is absolutely unwise."

Xin Gugu was dumbfounded.

Really helpless?

At this moment, Mo Mo had an idea, rolled his eyes, and seemed to think of something.

"Perhaps, there is really a way..."

"What way?" Xin Gugu was overjoyed.

Mo Mo remained silent, and turned to look at Liu Changqing.

This newly-promoted ghost beast's host body is completely useless in the situation here.

However, the Xuanji in his body dares to be called a magician of heavenly secrets that no one can match outside of the sky!

Maybe, something can be done?

...

Beicheng District, Tianqi Forest.

The figure in white was rustling, the first wave of support, several teams had already arrived.

There is no way, the fluctuation of the holy power is something that no one can underestimate.

Once the holy power is leaked, it's just an accident.

If this is really the prelude to the flames of war, and the flames of war may reach the layout of the white and red clothes, then the support is late, which is equivalent to no support!

However, even Bai Yi's speed is extremely fast.

When they arrived at Tianqi Forest, the battle was still over.

The flower fairy eyes of the underworld visitor are too strong.

If it wasn't for the final extinction of the half-sacred bloodline imprint, perhaps this wave of surprise attacks on the Jiang family, Bai Yi wouldn't even be able to detect that they had made a move.

Therefore, the people who rushed to the scene could only find Jiang Chaotian and the unconscious party Jiang Xian outside Tianqi Forest.

After a little understanding of the situation, Baiyi immediately dispatched to search for the culprit Hades, and the holy slave organization that made people even more palpitating.

Midtown.

Before the white clothes started to move, there were already three figures speeding fast under the night sky.

Xu Xiaoshou, one of the black hands behind the scenes, has already escaped from Tianqilin under the cover of the storyteller's yin and yang life and death? The power of space.

At this time, he couldn't help but sigh the power of space.

One-step ascension to the sky plus the disappearance technique can allow him to travel freely in any land without blocking the path of cutting.

But once the space is exiled, Xu Xiaoshou is helpless.

Storytellers are different.

This guy is the pinnacle of Dao Zhan.

Coupled with the power of space that comes and goes without a trace, even if it encounters ordinary Taixu, it can basically hide away.

In this world full of crises, sometimes a strong cultivation base is not of much use.

The means of escape is the standard that Xu Xiaoshou feels can measure a person's level of combat power.

"So, uncle, are you really going to go directly to the boss of Hades, Huang Quan?"

While flying, Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at the sloppy uncle carrying the sack.

The uncle followed him.

As for the reason...

After Xu Xiaoshou knew that he was going to the underworld of the king of hell, he just said: "I know where the boss of the king of hell is."

After that, the uncle followed up.

Not too much nonsense.

There is no heart of guard.

Xu Xiaoshou's self-feeling just said: "I want to sell you, can you count the money for me?"

The uncle said "Okay" solemnly, and started counting the money without any explanation.

When Xu Xiaoshou realized that there might be fraud and wanted to stop it.

The other party still refuses to let it go!

The uncle insisted on counting the money for him.

It's not enough if the number is too small, I have a sincere heart to help to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

thus.

These actions made Xu Xiaoshou a little uncomfortable.

"Um."

On the one hand, faced with similar questions seven or eight times on the way, the uncle stopped talking, just nodded in response, cherishing words like gold.

Xu Xiaoshou was flustered by him: "Are you really not afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

The uncle smiled: "Can you use me?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

"Is there really no other reason? I don't believe you don't know the situation in Nancheng District... You are helping me!" Xu Xiaoshou said again.

Uncle: "I'm not helping you, I just want to hurt Xuanjian."

Xu Xiaoshou: "What you do will help me by the way!"

Uncle: "Shouldn't you be happy about this?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He was stunned speechless.

yes!

I should really be happy to say that.

But……

How can there be such a good person in this world?

It is obvious that others are going to start taking advantage of you, and you still foolishly go up, isn't that extremely stupid?

But to say that Uncle is stupid...

Xu Xiaoshou disagreed.

He felt that there must be fraud in it, it was the kind of situation that he couldn't detect, and he couldn't get half of the context at all.

——very brilliant technique!

Xu Xiaoshou pondered for a while, rubbed his chin, and thought deeply while flying.

The uncle looked back and saw the young man's expression, he laughed uncontrollably and shook his head frequently.

The storyteller next to him was actually dumbfounded.

He has a deeper feeling about the strength of this sloppy uncle than Xu Xiaoshou.

The storyteller dares to say that his swordsmanship cultivation is not many people in this world can match it except for his elder brother and the Seven Sword Immortals.

But it is such a character, who has no name and no surname, and is willing to be used by others...

Go crazy!

The storyteller is already a little bit crazy, what kind of physique does Xu Xiaoshou have, why does he always look cute everywhere?

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou's thinking was fruitless, so he gave up thinking.

He turned around and asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "So, who are you, uncle, and why do you always help me?"

Tiansangcheng's "Sword Viewing Manual", Tianqilin's phantom swordsmanship...

Sometimes Xu Xiaoshou really doubted whether this sloppy uncle liked him, and then secretly followed him, and would shoot if he saw that he was in danger.

The uncle only replied indifferently: "I have said that, I am Ba Zun Fan."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He turned his head to look at the storyteller: "You...uh, are you sure that the first seat of our holy slaves is the Bazunfu?"

The storyteller also felt a little unconfident now, "Brother, should, should it be?"

"What do you mean should be!" Xu Xiaoshou's head hurts.

He can be sure that the masked person is the real Ba Zun Fan, and this sloppy uncle is a counterfeit, how could it be the real Ba Zun Fan?

"Don't lie to me!"

Turning his head, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the uncle.

"Really, you are such a big guy, why do you like to tease juniors so much?"

"'Guanjiandian' was given by you, and you have saved my life."

"So, there's really no need to lie to me."

Xu Xiaoshou said sincerely: "We are our own people!"

The storyteller was amazed: "Guanjian Canon, he gave it?"

"right!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back: "You may not believe it, but I didn't learn my sword sense from your brother, but from an ancient book called "Guan Jian Dian" that he gave me."

Now the storyteller was shocked.

"Impossible..." He murmured, "Guan Jian Dian belongs to my brother. He said that it was never left outside. How could it be in someone else's hands?"

The two looked at the uncle again at the same time.

"who are you!"

The uncle smiled: "Eight Masters know~"

This time, the three of them fell silent.

Xu Xiao was so angry that his teeth itched.

The storyteller observed carefully, but still couldn't see any flaws.

And uncle...

The uncle is still carrying his big sack, like a conscientious laborer, full of dust, wherever there is a lack of bricks and tiles, he will add bricks and tiles.

Sometimes late, but never absent.

"You are righteous..." Xu Xiaoshou complained silently in his heart, and didn't intend to ask more questions.

At this moment.

He suddenly moved his ears, and found that there were ripples in the void in front of him, and it began to change.

The uncle and the storyteller were vigilant at the same time, stopping their steps.

Ripples in the void converged and turned into a heavenly array map.

"Astronomy?"

The storyteller was taken aback.

At this moment, he even thought that Dao Qiongcang had found him, and then shot himself.

I wanted to gather strength to attack, but the uncle on one side immediately stopped, "Wait a minute, it's not that old-fashioned."

The storyteller was shocked.

Sophisticated...

The uncle knew what he was thinking, and knew that Dao Qiongcang's title could not be called directly, but there was no reverence in his words.

Who is this?

The map of the secret array changed, and within a short while, an illusory human head image appeared.

"Small machine?"

Xu Xiaoshou barely recognized this head.

"you know?"

The storyteller next to him was surprised.

He has never seen such a secret technique, such as sending a human head to talk through the air.

How long has Xu Xiaoshou been in Wangcheng, can he get to know such a magician?

"Um."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "A ghost beast."

"Fart ghost!"

The image of Xuanji in the Tianji Formation was furious and corrected: "I am your ancestor Wuji!"

"Xuanji?" The sloppy uncle also raised his eyebrows, "That Xuanji who was directly sent in by the old Taoist with the secret technique? Aren't you on the Void Island?"

Xuanji saw the appearance of the sloppy uncle in a blink of an eye, and suddenly the illusioned image shook violently, and the sound disappeared.

His mouth was open, as if to exclaim.

But half of the voice could not be transmitted, it was obvious that the manipulation of the Heavenly Secret Technique was not stable for a while.

Then, after a while, the picture began to stabilize.

"Who are you?!" Xuanji wondered.

"Eight respects." The uncle responded.

"You're not a goddamn Bazun, you scared Patriarch Wuji!" Xuanji was furious.

"Hehe." The uncle smiled.

Seeing that the two of them were about to chat, Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly interrupted: "Stop chatting, Xiaojiji, what are you looking for? There was an accident at the scene, or did you escape?"

Although Xuanji used the secret technique to communicate with himself, Xu Xiaoshou was very pleasantly surprised.

But when Mo Mo was forced to think of using Xuanji to communicate with himself, and maybe even need to hide from Liu Changqing's humanoid checkpoint, Xu Xiaoshou felt that there must be something big.

Right now, of course, business matters.

"Escape, it is impossible to escape, Rao Yaoyao is here..."

Xuanji sneered when he heard the words, and continued: "There is a kid named Xin who strongly urges you to come back quickly, saying that something big has happened and he wants you to save someone."

"Save people?" Xu Xiaoshou repeated.

"Or according to what you say, save a ghost beast."

"Ghost beast? Do I know it?"

"How do I know this? But this is a ghost beast of Taixu level, maybe we can do some tricks, work hard, and trick it." Xuanji started his suggestion.

Once a person boards a pirate ship, he will inevitably want to repair that dilapidated ship.

At least, you have to have the minimum sense of security while sitting, right?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard about Taixu-level ghosts and beasts, he knew that he definitely didn't recognize them.

But the person Xin Gugu wants to save probably has something to do with Xuyue Gray Palace.

He also wanted to inquire about the situation at the trade fair.

But at this moment, the sloppy uncle suddenly waved his hand and directly shattered the Heavenly Secret Formation.

"You are..."

Xu Xiaoshou looked back in doubt.

At this time, he saw the uncle and the storyteller looking at the ground at the same time.

On the ground, there was a short, hunchbacked old man trying his best to look up at the sky.

The direction they looked at was exactly where the three of them stood in the air.

"Wang Dahammer..."

The storyteller stared at this person and murmured, feeling a little headache.

"Who?" Xu Xiaoshou could feel that it was not easy for someone to come.

Moreover, this person has a serious target for the three of them.

"Leave first!"

At this time, before the storyteller had time to explain, the sloppy uncle waved his hand and said:

"Yan Wang's Huangquan, I won't look for it for now, I'll wait for this to be resolved, and then go to the trade fair you mentioned to have a look."

"Now, you guys go first, I'll be the last one."