I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1459

[Chapter 1386: The new vitality screams in the imperial realm, and the hunting ghosts hold up lanterns when they stop.]

Chapter 1390 The new life screams in the emperor’s realm, and the stopped ghost hunter holds up a lantern

and mourns in the emperor’s realm.

It rains continuously all year round and the cold wind howls. There are only two seasons in a year, one is the cloudy season and the other is the rainy season.

The sky here is always dark.

The world is sheltered under a huge canopy of trees.

The few lights struggled to squeeze in through the dense branches and leaves.

Different from the other four holy emperor secret realms, the Ming Ming Emperor Realm gives people a cold and sentimental feeling.

Being here will always make people think too much, and if you don’t pay attention, you will sink into a sea of emotions.

Either sad or sad.

Anything more would be anger and panic.

To be able to find emotions like “joy” in this place, one must start as a semi-saint.

This is the Ming Ming Emperor Realm, the inheritance place of the Holy Emperor’s Northern Clan, a place where even the other four families are usually unwilling to set foot.

The Bei clan people occupy these secret realms of the Holy Emperor to practice, but their number is not large.

To say that it was passed down from one lineage is a bit too much. If it was passed down through ten lines, it can be summarized very accurately.

By the time of Bei Huai’s generation, there were no more than a hundred people with the real surname Bei in the entire imperial realm.

Moreover, most of these Bei clan people want to go out and do not like to stay in the realm of the Ming Ming Emperor.

Just like the New Seven Swordsmen Beibei, he grew up in the Yunshan Emperor of the Holy Emperor Hua Clan.

…

Da Shi Sophora japonica.

This is an old locust tree that is ten feet tall. It has lush dark green branches and a thick black trunk. It is very ordinary.

Apart from being old, it has no other characteristics worth mentioning. It seems to have returned to its original nature and disappeared among the trees.

The old locust tree has taken root here for trillions of years. After countless eras, its roots have penetrated into the entire Ming Ming Emperor Realm, and can carry this world at any time to walk in the fragmented flow of time and space.

Its crown projection is the source of the darkness that blocks the skylight, and is also a direct expression of Beihuai’s sentimental character.

After all, one thought of the Holy Emperor can affect the entire world.

To a large extent, Bei Huai took over the status of the Holy Emperor of the Bei clan and signed a contract with Da Shi Huai.

His inner reflection shows this mournful imperial state.

In front of the very tall old locust tree, there was squatting a young man in white clothes and bare feet. His face was like a crown jewel, and his eyes were looking at a young grass that had no light or shadow under the tree but stubbornly broke out of the ground.

“Life is so great…”

He murmured silently, his eyes as dead as a dry well, showing no trace of life.

But in the surrounding area, there are various and slightly noisy sounds and locust trees that are incompatible with the Ming Ming Emperor Realm.

“Hey~” He put his belly against the branch, folded himself in half and played with his feet, and then licked his fingernails to smell the smell. He showed a disgusted expression and continued to lick and smell, enjoying it endlessly.

“Hehe.” There was a plump little Beihuai who was sitting on a wooden horse under the tree and playing rocking music. He grabbed the two handles of the wooden horse and tilted it up and down, enjoying himself.

“Yohoo——” There was a Beihuai who was swinging on the swing. Under the push of another Beihuai who was working as a coolie behind him, he rolled around the branches and finally hit the Beihuai who was picking his feet, and they both fell down.

“Hahaha, fun, fun…”

“Oh, you’re looking for a beating, aren’t you!”

“Kill me! Ahhh, kill me, or I will kill you!”

Beihuai, who is disguised as a man, is okay? There is Bei Huai who is looking for trouble and stepping on people’s toes, and Bei Huai who is venting his energy and fighting…

Everything is there, everything is there.

Under the Great World Sophora japonica, in addition to the dazzling array of Northern Sophora japonica, there are also various huge corpses of ghosts and beasts.

They have been disposed of randomly, some have become nutrients for the locust tree, some still need to be studied, some still have the breath of life, and they are trembling.

The only one with empty eyes, the white-clothed Sophora japonica, who was looking at the grass, was actually the most normal one among all the strange-looking Sophora japonica trees.

Of course, it is also the most abnormal thing – he lacks the seven emotions and six desires that humans should have.

In fact, all the Northern Sophora japonica trees around are the incarnations of the Holy Emperor’s thoughts in white robes.

Different from other semi-saints and saint emperors, each incarnation of the saint emperor’s thoughts in Beihuai has their own unique character, will, and temper.

Some are arrogant, some are depressed, some are crazy, and some are playboys…

Bei Huai has been a sentimental person since he was a child, and he is also a person with a strong desire to explore.

Throughout his life, all his wild ideas were realized, and finally he came to the essential issue of “life”.

To this end, he made many research attempts, and also incorporated many “Northern Sophora japonica” as his own, and then separated them.

He still never got a satisfactory answer.

Life seems to be an endless research topic, and Beihuai’s interest has not diminished to this day.

Sitting under the tree, with his back against the Great Sophora japonica, Bei Huai, dressed in white and barefoot, curled up his knees, pulled out a roll of yellowed notes from his waist, and bit out a pen.

The cover of the notebook is very rough, or it can be said that there is no cover, but there are a few large characters written on the first page:

“Bei Huai’s Life Research Diary.”

There is also a small red flower on the lower left, which probably represents some naughty person. Drawn by Xiao Beihuai.

Halfway through the note, the young man picked up the pen and wrote down the words very quickly:

“In the year 13233 of the ancient Sophora japonica calendar, the weather was cloudy and breezy.”

“The air on the mountain is still fresh, and the breeze is mixed with raindrops, bringing with it the soil after yesterday’s rain. The fragrance of it makes people feel happy ()”

“The birth of life is always worth celebrating. I want to record it. Just today, Aya broke ground (o~o)” ”

Aya has a very high talent. I am very fond of it. She had great expectations, but when she was born, she only had the aura of a first-grade elixir, which made me a little disappointed (><)" "For

Aya's third reincarnation, I specially used the reverse of Jinling Dragon. One drop of scale blood, three grains of the World-Breaking Fruit Powder of the Three Worlds, and the source of longevity were watered for ninety-nine and eighty-one days… They were carefully cared for, and she was not allowed to suffer disaster, nor was she allowed to be ruined by the Northern Sophora japonicas… All the materials were used. A saint-level spiritual creature, after she was born, she only had a first-grade aura. Maybe my requirements for her were too high, and I should reflect on this… (==)"

Beihuai, who was dressed in white and barefoot, wrote very focused.

The last paragraph lasted three pages, detailing the process of "Aya's" third reincarnation.

When he was about to stop writing, a scream suddenly came from next to him:

"Ah? How can you eat her? She is so pitiful."

Bei Huai was stunned, glanced over, and found that he was playing on the wooden horse just now. The cheerful Beihuai was lying on Aya's grave.

And the corpse of Aya, the first-grade spiritual grass that had just broken through the ground, was swallowed up.

Bei Huai opened his mouth, his eyes showed a slight fluctuation, and soon the corners of his lips were slightly raised to both sides.

He continued to write in "Bei Huai's Life Research Diary":

"It's very interesting that the birth of Aya actually piqued Ale's interest – she was eaten!" "

The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive, this is the law of the forest. , I will not interfere too much, let alone punish them. Although A Le’s actions did make me angry, it was only a little while.” “It is worth mentioning that A Le is a fool. He didn’t do anything before

. He is interested in other living beings. He is a solitary character and only likes wooden horses."

"A Le, take half the remaining soul of the half-saint Jiang Buyi from Puxuan Jiang family in the northern region, supplement it with spiritual powder and body-rejuvenating pollen, and borrow the growth of ghost beasts. Born from the body of Yi – Chang Yi is a big snake, in the realm of Taixu."

"Perhaps because Chang Yi is too weak, A Le couldn't be born originally, so I added the powder of Sophora japonica to it. This process is of course It wiped out the spirituality of the Sophora japonica and prevented the increase in research variables and accidents." "

The accident happened anyway." "

After Ale was born, he only liked the wooden horses made of the branches of the Sophora japonica and the rocking music. He's completely uninterested and can't even speak."

"Today he ate Ah Ya, and my world has light. This means that Ah Ya must have a certain specialness…"

After writing this, Bei Huai stopped writing.

He grabbed twice behind him and pulled out another thick, yellowed notebook.

The first page is the book cover, with several large characters written on it:

"The Record Manual of Bei Huai."

Opening the "Record Manual", Bei Huai, who is barefoot in white clothes, quickly finished reading the information about "A Ya", "A Le", and even It is all relevant basic life information of "Long Legacy".

After comparing what he had in his memory and finding that there were no gaps, he checked, added, deleted, and improved the details.

When I just finished writing this, there was the sound of "ta da da" footsteps next to me.

Bei Huai looked up and saw little A Le, who was already chubby at only one month old, happily running back and forth around the wooden horse with his two short legs and his head in his arms.

This is so abnormal!

The "Record Book" says that A Le does not like running or even walking. He only likes wooden horses and cannot speak.

But now, little Ale is still cheering while running:

"My sage, the grass is growing!"

"My sage, the grass is growing!"

Bei Huai's eyes became dull little by little.

Ah Le, can you speak?

That's why there is only one sentence in this content, and…

He looked at the plump little Ale's head, and there was indeed a piece of green grass growing on it, which was exactly what he had just observed and was eaten…

"Aya?"

Bei Huai took a breath, bit the tip of his pen, and fell into deep thought for a long time.

"My sage has grass growing!"

"My sage has grass growing!"

Ah Le seemed to be trapped in an endless loop. His hands were too short to reach the grass on his head. He didn't know how he found out that he had grass growing. That's it. He held his head and ran back and forth around the wooden horse.

Bei Huai's thoughts were interrupted again and again, and he couldn't help but feel a little more irritated.

"Shut up!"

A Le seemed not to hear, still holding his head and running around the wooden horse.

"My sage, the grass has grown!"

"My sage, the grass has grown!"

Bei Huai stood up and kicked A Le away. At the same time, he threw the wooden horse far away, and ran away with a loud noise.

"My sage, the grass has grown…"

"The grass has grown…"

"The grass…"

Bei Huai flipped through the "Bei Huai's Record Manual" back and forth, and finally his eyes fell on "Bei Huai's Life Research Diary". He sighed helplessly:

"Get up."

The diary trembled, and the pages of the paper rustled and stretched, as if groaning while stretching.

"I have to change the latest content."

The diary stopped on the latest leaf.

The content above was deleted word by word, and it was deleted to the second line.

"Stop."

Beihuai settled down, and the diary lost its breath of life. There were only two sentences left on it:

"In the year 13233 of the ancient Sophora japonica, the weather was cloudy and

there was a breeze." "The air on the mountain is still fresh, and the breeze is mixed. The raindrops bring with it the fragrance of the soil after yesterday's rain, which makes people feel happy."

Bei Huai thought for a while, crossed out the last few words with a pen, and changed it to:

"This is too nonsense."

"It's really nonsense. "

I feel very complicated right now…"

He briefly recorded the birth of Ah Le, but the focus fell on Ah Le's words and strange behavior, as well as the fact that he grew Ah Ya after eating Ah Le. Shocking facts.

"…Is it 'parasitism', or 'symbiosis', or a brand new life form?" "

I don't know."

"I'm very confused now." "

There are many possible directions, I need one Once I try it, it will be time-consuming and labor-intensive, and they will most likely not agree, but I will persevere – exploring the unknown of life, this is where the fun lies."

Finally, put down the pen.

Bei Huai stared blankly at the projection of the tree crowns in the sky, and the distant but harsh voice was still in his ears:

"My sage, the grass is growing…"

"The grass is growing…"

The young man in white said again. He sighed:

"Life is so great…"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his head and frowned.

At the same time, Bei Huai was playing with his feet by pressing his belly against the branch, Bei Huai was swinging and pushing the swing, Bei Huai was fighting… and even Bei Huai was running back and forth around the wooden horse!

All Beihuai stopped their movements and cast their gazes attentively.

Tens of thousands of gazes came from far away, from near, and from all directions, which made people frightened, but Beihuai was used to it.

Da Shihuai was slightly shocked and then lowered a branch, as if asking.

"No problem."

The white-clad and barefooted Beihuai smiled, calming down the turbulent emotions of all the Beihuai people. He then rubbed the branches of the Great World Sophora japonica to comfort him and said,

"Aqi is injured."

"It is in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols . We were playing and encountered some situations."

A middle-aged, bald, potbellied Bei Huai came over.

When he walked in front of me, he didn't say anything. He pulled off his clothes innocently, revealing a belly that was rounder and smoother than Shi Dunzi.

There is no belly button and no hair on the belly. It is a convex mirror.

What was shown on the mirror was a picture of the Four Symbols Secret Realm. There were many strange people, animals, and some buildings that looked like doors… The picture could not be clearly seen at all!

"Ah Shou…"

Bei Huai, who was dressed in white and barefoot, stroked the belly of the convex mirror. He knew that Bei Huai had good intentions, but he could only persuade him helplessly:

"You… are much more rounded."

"The picture on your belly now. , I can no longer tell whether they are Sophora japonicas or normal humans."

"Go back and show me after you have successfully lost weight."

A Shou said "hum" and went back full of energy, but his clothes were torn apart. Once the button is buttoned, it cannot be buttoned back.

The more he pressed, the angrier he became, and he turned back angrily:

"You asked me to gain weight!"

"I just asked you to use your abilities. If the plane is expanded, you will naturally see more pictures…" "

I won't listen!" It's your fault!"

"…"

Beihuai sent A Shou away and welcomed A Mei.

A Mei winked and curled her long black tail into a circle.

Within the circle, the clouds and mist transformed, showing scenes of battles in Gongyang Mountain.

Finally, there was a scene where the Holy Emperor Qilin was torn in half, and the ultimate giant raised its head and roared.

Bei Huai's eyes immediately froze.

After a long time, there seemed to be a little more light shining in his eyes.

"This giant…"

From human form, it exploded into a golden giant form, and then into a bone giant form.

After combining with the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts, he can still have flesh and blood and transform into the most extreme form!

Bei Huai suddenly looked at A Mei.

Amy lowered her head shyly.

He looked at the other locust trees on the mountain.

Most of the other locust trees were normal. They shouted wildly and roared:

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge for Aqi!"

With a bang, the locust trees on the swing were taken off. The head split on the spot and transformed into a fish-headed cow python the size of a hundred feet, exuding a mixed aura.

He jumped at Bei Huai who was playing with his feet. After picking off his fingernails, he exploded into a huge one-legged body in the air… No, he also had a body, but his body was the size of a normal human being. The one-legged one was a thousand feet tall!

Beihuai fighting, playing chess, and buttoning his butthole… countless Beihuai, each mutated and transformed into the most realistic form.

Each of these Beihuai has only Taixu aura at its highest, and does not even have the status of a semi-saint.

However, his strength is the strongest, even surpassing that of ordinary half-saints!

"Get ready."

Beihuai, who was barefoot and white-clad, with a face like a jade, waved his hand, and was about to lead the grotesque army of Beihuai behind him and set off to find a new giant life form.

He had a hunch that if this research could be successful, it would be even more exciting than getting the Greedy God.

That person…

Beihuai steadied his steps, took out the "Beihuai's Record Book", and took the lead in writing on a brand new page the old name of the new Beihuai he was about to buy:

"Xu Xiaoshou."

He looked up again, Seeing A Mei who was squirming in front of her and hesitating to speak, she couldn't help but ponder and then asked:

"A Mei, do you like strong people?"

A Mei lowered her horned head, wrinkled the black snake tail, and rubbed the ground back and forth. , a hoarse voice with a hint of expectation came out from his mouth:

"Reproduction…reproduction…"

Beihuai took back the manual and was about to move.

There was a roar, and outside the mournful emperor's realm, a silver full moon slowly rose, with the shadow of a palace in it.

In the sky, eight ancient sealed characters appeared:

"Holy God Continent, Beihuai, stop!"

Beihuai paused and said seriously: "I have something urgent this time, and I promise not to hurt innocent people. "

There was another boom, and a phantom of the astrolabe reappeared outside the territory of the Ming Ming Emperor, and its upper path surged.

The eight ancient seal words appeared in the air again:

"Holy Holy Continent, Beihuai, stop!"

Beihuai's face showed neither sadness nor joy: "You are forcing me?"

There was another boom, and the projection of a towering mountain peak appeared.

This time it was not a shadow, but a figure carrying a sword.

"Holy God Continent, stop at Beihuai… This is not just talk."

"You should know how harmful you are."

The figure who looked like a candle in the wind had an extremely low aura, as if Coming from the Nine Netherworld.

The sword in his hand was pitted and pitted, as if it would break if touched.

"Hua Changdeng…"

Beihuai's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the ladder to the next world. His expression became more strange: "Did Dao Qiongang ask you to come? Are you about to break through?"

Hua Changdeng held the screen and held the candle on the ground. That broken lamp.

Under the swaying candlelight, the dark little sword condensed in his eyes, and the world he saw was no longer the empty and mournful imperial realm.

on the contrary!

The crown of the ugly and ferocious Sophora japonica tree turned out to be composed of endless ghosts and ghosts.

The tree must hang on to the broken, miserable, indescribable, and densely packed horrible evil spirits.

Those screams turned into howling wind.

A little bit of drizzle is rising, which is actually the bleeding of the soul.

This is not the human world, but a boundless purgatory of filth and depravity!

Hua Changdeng shook his head slightly, without any fear in his voice, and slowly raised the famous ghost-hunting sword in his hand:

"Hunting the lantern to hunt ghosts, the night is long." It

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