I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1066

[Chapter 1003 Cao’s Blacksmith Shop]

Eastern Territory Burial Sword Tomb.

Dongshan, which is worshipped by thousands of swordsmen, is like a huge bladeless sword.

In the East Mountain, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal.

The singing was cadenced, as if someone was singing an opera, in high spirits.

Until the golden light scroll above the Nine Heavens converged, the domineering and extravagant Daoist voice disappeared after all, and the singing inside Dongshan also stopped.

“Baidai replaced me with the eight masters…

“Tsk tsk, after being depressed for so long, I finally got back some of the bohemian feeling I felt decades ago…

“I really miss it.”

Wen Ting, dressed in a costume, walked barefoot in the dark mountains. , the tone is full of nostalgia.

After a while, the low sobbing sound in the Sword Washing Pond in the distance attracted attention, Wen Ting listened carefully for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he walked quickly.

“Pada.”

One foot stepped into the sword washing pool, and the water splashed everywhere.

I found the source of the crying, it was a broken sword.

It stands to reason that the swords buried in the tomb are all swords without masters. The masters either fall or lose contact. Few soldiers with broken swords still maintain such a strong vitality after being abandoned.

But the broken sword in front of him was crying, and there were still water droplets on the sword.

I don’t know if it was the water from the Sword Washing Pond that splashed up, or if it was the Iron Sword that really shed tears, which is rare for thousands of years.

Wen Ting squatted down with a smile, looked at the trembling broken sword in front of him, stretched out his hand, and flicked it lightly.

“Buzz!”

Broken Sword struggled violently, unbearably humiliated.

Wen Ting sneered and said with a smile:

“Qingju na Qingju, why are you so stubborn?

“I asked you to find a new master and you didn’t listen, but now it’s alright, they are back, but you are abandoned and don’t want you anymore. I may stay with me in this dark Dongshan for the rest of my life…

“Hahaha, it’s funny, it’s funny!”

“Woooooo!”

Duanjian cried even more fiercely.

It really wants to pull it out and fly up to slash the human in front of it.

If the sword in the Sword Washing Pond has no owner, it will never come out, and it will definitely not see the light.

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

Wen Ting clicked his lips with a devilish smile on his face.

Seeing that Broken Sword cried even harder, he took out a jade bottle and collected the water droplets from Broken Sword’s body drop by drop.

“Cry more, cry more…

” Jian Lei, this is rare in a thousand years!

I don’t have much to collect, you’d better cry harder for me.

Klang Keng Keng – Broken

Sword

was unbearable to be humiliated, and a strong sword intent erupted. Even some rusted ancient swords in the Sword Washing Pond couldn’t hold it and shattered one after another.

“Can this hurt me?”

Wen Ting was indifferent, letting the

sword’s edge raging, like a breeze blowing his face, only agitating the ends of his hair and clothes.

He stretched out his hands and bent his fingers, and slammed the broken sword again

. Tears flowed from the sword.

Wen Ting laughed loudly, picking it up in a jade bottle while continuing to taunt.

“Good cry, good cry!

“I see how long you and I have been here… don’t recognize the master? In your whole life, you only have the word ‘crying’ left!

“Still waiting for the eight masters?

“Why don’t you go to heaven!”

…

Zhongyu, an ordinary blacksmith shop.

Under the iron-cast “Cao’s Blacksmith’s Shop” plaque, a big man with a naked upper body and a unicorn arm wandered anxiously, but did not dare to make a sound.

But obviously, he waited for a long time, and finally couldn’t help shouting at the blacksmith shop.

“Not yet?

“There are still more than 30 pigs waiting in my pig farm. You asked me to come and get a knife within the specified time limit, but I have been waiting for people for so long. Will I still kill this pig?

!

After a

sound

, the half-closed wooden door was opened, and the heat wave rushed towards his face. The big man couldn’t help but take a few steps back, feeling his face reddened.

Soon, the heavy footsteps of “dong dong dong” sounded, A figure like a little giant came out. The big man

is already tall enough.

He is eight feet long, and because of the reason he kills pigs all year round, his upper body is even stronger like an ox.

But after the wooden door in front of him shook, the big man only felt black on his head, The little giant who was barely able to squeeze out from the inside appeared.

The little giant was carrying a pocket-sized knife in his hand, which he pinched with just two fingers. When

he left the door, his waist was straight, and The height of the pig killer is more than three heads, and the lateral area of his body is as thick as a column, which is twice that of the pig killer!

“Big brother, big brother…” The

pig killer shrank his neck, rubbed his hands, and made a sound Weakened: “Is the knife ready?

I’m here to carry the knife, you’ve worked hard~”

“Here.

“The little giant sounded angrily, not impatient, just handed out the pig-killing knife in his hand, and squeezed back into the cramped blacksmith shop without looking back.

“Weird.

“The

pig-killing man muttered and waved his knife. He felt that the quality was really good. At the same time, he threw down the money and hurried away.

This “Cao’s Blacksmith’s Shop” is so famous among the neighbors!

The iron tools made by their father and son , that’s really top, the quality can’t be said, and the money is very cheap.

The only weird thing is…

that father and son are not good at words, and they both look like giants, they don’t look like mortals. I

heard that before At that time, someone saw that Cao Erzhu, the little giant just now, came back from the Qingyuan Mountain with a cow with one hand and a tiger with the other.

I also heard that someone saw the battle scene…

It’s the kind of extremely brutal, one punch and one skull is knocked out, it sounds very bloody and emotional.

This kind of person will definitely not need a knife to kill a pig, just tear it by hand.

Inside the blacksmith shop.

Cao Erzhu walked back to the front of the bellows, picked up a special big hammer, and while bombarded, he couldn’t help but reminisce about the vision of the sky that delayed his return of the knife.

“Baidai replaces me with eight respects, and I use my order to summon Shenguang…

” You’re really fucking literate, unlike me, who only babbles like a child.

“Well… this person is the eighth uncle that Dad said, right?” The

little giant had two eyeballs in his face, and his eyes were full of longing.

Twenty-six years old, at the age of vigorous blood.

Who wouldn’t be overwhelmed and yearn for it when they saw the holy miracle just now?

Cao Erzhu recalled his own life.

My mother died in childbirth, my sister was fed up with my father’s tantrums and ran away from home.

Sometimes, he just had enough of this mortal life.

Obviously he is very strong, but he can’t use any ability, just like a waste.

He also wanted to get out of the blacksmith shop, step into the mysterious realm, and fight with those immortal spirit refiners, but his father had always only allowed himself to fight with wild **** and never allowed himself to step into the spirit refining world.

“Baidai replaced me with the eight masters…”

Cao Erzhu was bombarding the iron embryo, while reciting the word, suddenly blood surged, and the seven orifices spurted hot air, only to feel an inexplicable force appearing, which made him feel the heart of resistance.

“Dad!”

He turned around, his hands kept moving, but he shouted and looked at the backyard that was closed to the top and couldn’t see the sun.

In the dark backyard, blue lightning flashed occasionally, outlining the outline of a more burly giant.

This giant was also topless, and still wore a big cloak in this small blacksmith shop that was provoked like the inside of a volcano.

He was carrying a huge wine barrel in his hand, and that alone, like a big stone pier, filled the entire backyard space.

The lightning flashes, the lighting time, the muscles of his forearm are vaguely visible, and the knot is so large that it can top the three heads of the man who took the knife and killed the pig!

“Hiccup–” The

heavy wine burp, accompanied by the strong smell of alcohol, and a nasal “um”, responded to Cao Erzhu’s call, and also pointed out that Dad is still awake now.

Cao Erzhu took a deep breath and said loudly,

“Father!

“I have mastered the punishment of the gods and the robbery. I have also mastered the six transformations of the mind, and I have also learned the last of your ‘Gentleman’s Hammering Technique’. The first and twelfth levels, the body of the throne can no longer be upgraded, and there is still the spiritual realm, and I am also in the realm of the throne…”

“Hiccup!

“A wine hiccup interrupted Cao Erzhu’s spellcasting, followed by a drowsy, raving, but thick thunderous voice, “Speak…the point, hiccup!”

”

Cao Erzhu shuddered and said weakly, “Dad, I, I want to go out.”

”

“Where are you going?”

”

“Go out, go out the door.”

”

“How far?”

”

It’s quite, quite far.”

”

How long will you be back?”

”

No, I don’t know…” There

was a bang.

The blacksmith shop exploded like a dull thunder, followed by two lightning bolts staggering and plundering: “Erzhu, what are you talking about?”

”

Cao Erzhu didn’t dare to meet his father’s gaze at all, turned his head and tapped the iron block, thinking of the arrogance of “Baidai replaces me with the eight masters”, and said with force: “I actually want to go to the outside world… Take a look~ ”

“You’re gone, who will support me?”

“In the darkness, a thick and thunderous voice sounded again.

Cao Erzhu stopped tapping and scratched his head with the big hammer that was pounding red. His eyes became more confused: “It seems like…”

“Hiccup!”

Another heavy burp, the backyard giant gurgles after drinking the barrel. , then threw it, and after wiping his mouth, he woke up a lot and said,

“It’s too dangerous outside. Have you been deceived by your eighth uncle? He just said that he was deceiving a child like you to die.

” How old are you? Even if you have mastered what you just said, do you know how dangerous the spirit refining world is outside?”

Cao Erzhu shrank his neck, his eyes full of curiosity: “How dangerous?

” He just scolded, but said earnestly:

“Your eighth uncle is innately capable of fighting grandmasters and Taixu can beat holy emperors, but he has been beaten down for decades. How dangerous do you think it is outside?

” You are such a genius!

And your eighth uncle, you still couldn’t beat me back then!

“Can you beat me? If you can’t, go out and deliver food?”

Cao Erzhu agreed.

He can’t even beat Dad with one hand, how can he beat those geniuses outside?

But according to the rumors, it seems like the genius of the eighth uncle, not so much?

The backyard giant in the cloak seemed to know the thoughts of his own baby, and snorted like thunder, causing the ceiling to roll with smoke and dust:

“What’s the use of listening to the bullshit of the neighbors?

“Your father, I am with your eighth uncle People of an era, you don’t listen to me, but listen to legends?

”

Cao Erzhu is ashamed, what my father said is very reasonable and very cultural. The

backyard giant seems to have completely dispelled the idea of his own children running away from home. After a while, he asked: “Have you mastered the profound meaning of the Thunder System?”

”

“Also, a little bit.”

“Cao Erzhu blushed with shame and shame.

“Humph!”

You don’t know the profound meaning, do you still want to go out?

”

Dad’s sarcastic voice is still as direct as ever:

“The outside world is full of profound meanings! I can easily give you eight examples of acquaintances and Yumo. Think about how terrible those people are?

” Let’s go, you go out to hang?

“I don’t even have a grasp of the profound meaning. How dare you mention that you want to go out? I don’t know how to write the word ‘death’!

”

“I see…”

“Don’t think about it when you go out, I don’t have any more wine here, let’s fetch it from the wine cellar.”

“Oh, alright.”

Cao Yihan fell into contemplation as he watched his baby go to the basement.

“Baidai replaces me with eight respects…

“Oh, crazy enough!

Is this announcing that you are coming back?

“I

turned over and wanted to stand up.

But as soon as I moved, the sea of sacred energy exploded like a thunderbolt, and he was about to wake up. The

surging power poured out from the limbs and bones, as if to break through the layers of shackles…

” fuck!

Cao Yihan cursed angrily ,

and went back to lying down. The more he thought about it, the

more angry he became. He tore off the iron ring around his neck. There were still nine tokens hanging on the iron ring, each with the word “forbidden” written on it.

As soon as he held his hand, he was about to crush it and let out his anger.

But in the end, Cao Yihan endured it.

“Nine of the bullshit bans on martial arts can’t suppress the semi-holy realm, Dao Qiongcang, you are a waste!

The backyard giant pointed at the ceiling and scolded:

“Sao Bao is old-fashioned, if I don’t move, then bring the wine!”

”

…

At the same time.

Because of a volume of the Holy Emperor’s golden edict, and because of the sentence “A hundred generations change my eight respects”.

Almost people from the previous era have heard this statement:

“I’m back!”

This time, he was no longer just speaking to the Holy Spirit Temple, nor was he just a vague figure, standing behind the battle of the saints, being the mastermind behind the scenes.

Instead, it was grand and solemn. The eight saint slaves were familiar with the five regions of the whole continent and solemnly declared:

“I’m back!”

If you talk about the last time the Yunlun Mountain Range Shengli sprayed treasure, it brought the world a disillusioned bubble-like image. , Many people think but do not dare to confirm whether Ba Zunyi has really recovered from the fallen state.

When the Holy Emperor Jin Zhao came out this time, no one would believe it!

The sword cultivators in the Eastern Region were rejoicing, but the half-sages in the Five Regions trembled…

and the creator, Ba Zunyi himself, was above the Guyin Cliff. The meteor fell and smashed straight back.

“Unfortunate.”

One second before, the water ghost was still immersed in the spirit and artistic conception created by the eight masters. The next second, he looked at the “Old Eight Sword Immortals” who had no image, and his mouth was crooked.

Too weak!

With a raised hand, the water flow caught the powerless Ba Zungan, preventing this guy from being smashed into pieces of meat and dying, the water ghost sighed deeply.

“Water, water…”

Ba Zungan seemed to be drained, and his voice was so weak that he had no strength after getting up.

Cenchov covered his face and handed the jug, without saying a word, as if he had no face to face the current state of the edict of the Holy Emperor Jin Zhao.

“Gulugulu~”

Ba Zun Jian took several sips of medicinal wine before he felt his weak body and regained some strength, and he finally no longer looked like a soft-footed shrimp.

“Rumble…”

There was a blasting sound in the air.

The eight statues raised their eyes, and the city of the sky, which fell from the sky, was falling towards this direction.

The ancient city is falling so fast, it is estimated that everyone here can be crushed to death in less time than half a stick of incense.

“Return to the Internet cafe.”

Ba Zunji turned his eyes and looked at the water ghost.

“You, you…” Before the

water ghost moved, an inappropriate voice appeared from the side.

The eight gods were stunned and looked sideways.

But seeing a one-armed lame old man who had been knocked back to his original shape by the breath of the Holy Emperor, his face was flushed with excitement at this time.

He ate all his fingers into his mouth, clamped his feet, and kept jumping up and down, like a little girl.

Seeing the idol, the old man’s old eyes were even bigger like bright light bulbs, sizzling with feverish light, and white gas began to come out of his scalp.

“You, you…” Xiu Yuanke was so excited that he couldn’t say a complete sentence.

“?” Ba Zunchen raised his brows.

“I, I, I…” Xiu Yuanke almost fainted on the spot.

“…”

Ba Zunjun took a long breath, then took a deep look at the stranger, then turned to look at Cenchov and the water ghost.

“Who is this stuttering?”

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