I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1965

Chapter 1841: Stillness and Movement

“Time Dao Pan (81%).”

“…”

The progress of the Dadao project is steadily increasing.

Just as expected, the Ancient and Modern Forget-Sorrow Tower is indeed a place of high laws.

This place is similar to the ruins of God. The mystery is not the limit and it is possible to reach the transcendence of Tao.

Xu Xiaoshou has already withdrawn from the Demon Ancestor’s time node.

He didn’t make a choice until the end, and the Demon Ancestor seemed to have known from the beginning that he didn’t intend to give an answer so quickly.

So in the end, all that is said is “don’t rush for the present.”

He acted extremely determined and confident in himself, as if once Xu Xiaoshou returned and saw the development of the situation on the mainland, he would be even more determined to abandon the Eight Lords and seek cooperation with him.

As for the secret of the best choice, and the last hint from the Demon Ancestor when he tapped his forehead with his fingertips and said the word “turntable”…

Walking along the long river of time, as the true meaning of time settles, Xu Xiaoshou’s feelings about the way of time become deeper and he suddenly feels confused.

He just felt that he was going to get lost here. There was only one thought flashing through his mind:
“Demon Ancestor, do you know the turntable in my mind…”

In fact, what is in Xu Xiaoshou’s mind is no longer a turntable, but a passive system interface.

But he knew very well how the passive system came into being.

He was forced to choose that because he broke the needle on the turntable.

The Demon Ancestor’s hint exposed his ignorance. He had no idea about the truth about the passive system and was still at the most primitive stage of “turntable”.

But at the same time, it also revealed His omniscience. The Demon Ancestor actually knew something about his greatest secret?
“How did He know that?”

“The fact that he knows this proves the existence of the ‘turntable’. He must be more than the only one who knows this. Maybe there are other ancestral gods who know this…”

Even on that side, the perception of the various aspects of the world is still seeping in.

The long river of time, from the White Cave to the East Heavenly King City, to the Void Island, and even to the subsequent Yujing City, the Four Symbols Secret Realm, and the Relics of the Gods.

All kinds of pasts, all kinds of pasts that do not belong to me, come one after another.

This vast amount of “experiences”, either his own or not, almost drowned Xu Xiaoshou in the long river of time.

Fortunately, the only thing that can anchor him is a string of steadily rising numbers.

“Time Dao Pan (88%).”

“Time Dao Pan (89%).”

“…”

At this point, Xu Xiaoshou has completed his life in the Five Realms and watched the flowers bloom and fall all over again.

He planted ninety-nine seeds in the Yundao field, but he held the last one in his hand and did not plant it for a long time.

“Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrow Tower…”

He traveled across the long river of time and arrived at the present moment in the real world, once again entering the ancient and modern Forget-Sorrow Tower.

He saw himself.

He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with demonic energy surging around him, his brows furrowed, as if he was trapped in some difficult dilemma.

“Of course it’s difficult. I can’t figure it out myself, let alone me…”

I am walking on the long river of time, looking at myself who has attained enlightenment in the Forget-Sorrow Tower of Ancient and Modern Times. I observe myself, and I am not myself.

It is so mysterious and magical that it can’t help but make people sigh.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood the meaning of empty regret. The way of time cannot be understood, and the deeper one understands it, the more lost one becomes.

He simply gave up thinking and turned his gaze back to the ancient and modern Forget-Sorrow Tower that made him feel extremely sad.

“Gugu…”

The boiling kettle had been left untouched for too long.

Curls of boiling white smoke float up from the spout of the kettle, without any fixed shape, just like time.

“Swish…”

Mr. Siren was sitting beside the tea table, fidgeting and fanning himself with a folding fan.

Ba Zun An was leaning against the door, calm and composed, his eyes fixed on himself, and he would occasionally look up to look out the window.

Kong Yuhen had already come down the wooden ladder and walked to the table on the left side of the attic. He half leaned there, unconsciously turning a sharp wood carving knife in his hand.

“I have nothing but hatred. Are you good at carpentry?”

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be thinking about something. He remembered that the last time he entered the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower, he clearly saw the Yellow Springs being carved with regret.

The wood carvings he made were extremely weird, with heads within heads, like nesting dolls in a time cage. One look at them made people feel as if even their souls were about to be sucked into the abyss.

“Huang Quan, was he sucked into the abyss?”

Xu Xiaoshou thought of this person again. He had never appeared in the Five Realms since then.

Huang Quan is not here.

The wood carving of Huang Quan is still there.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the wood carvings on the table and thought that these were probably Kong Yuhen’s masterpieces.

In addition to Huang Quan, there are ten wooden sculptures and other creatures that look familiar but cannot be named.

“Perhaps, they were also figures of that era who were comparable to the Ten Thrones.”

The wood carvings may have been placed for too long, and have never been wiped clean. Some of them have thick dust on their heads and shoulders, just like time.

“It seemed like there was no dust before…”

Muttering silently, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly became alert and saw that in addition to the wood carvings, there were also other wooden gadgets on the table.

There are combs, wooden clocks, pitching pots, wooden targets, turntables, and so on, and they all seem to be pastimes for killing time.

“Turntable!”

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils trembled violently.

When he got closer, he quickly grabbed the turntable.

But the turntable was just wooden in color, without the two major gold and red sections, nor were there any pointers that could be moved, and there were no words like “active system” or “passive system” engraved on it.

I put down the turntable, feeling lost.

Expectations and disappointments are like time.

“time……”

Xu Xiaoshou held the last Dao Seed in his hand. At this point, everything he saw and felt could be associated with time.

He was hesitant. Even though the Eight Lords had promised to protect him, he suddenly lost his initial courage to transform the Time Plate into a super-Taoist one.

“Time, what is it?”

He had lived his own life and seen countless lives of others, but he still hadn’t gotten the correct answer.

He cast his gaze out the window of the Gujin Wangyou Tower.

It was noon, there was no snow, and the sun was shining brightly.

In a trance, the sun was setting in the west and the mountains were dark.

“time……”

Xu Xiaoshou had another realization.

Time is movement, it is the white smoke boiling in the teapot.

Time is silence, it is the dust on the wood carvings on the table.

Time is the motionless sun at noon and the fast setting sun at dusk.

Time is the only unit to measure everything in the world, but time is defined by people, and time itself is nothingness.

It seems to exist?
And it seems not to exist?

“What is the end of time?”

Xu Xiaoshou once again became curious about this question.

He withdrew his gaze from the window, and after finishing his journey into the future, he turned his gaze to the end of the long river of time.

The fog is blocking his view, the road ahead is unknown, and Xu Xiaoshou cannot get an answer.

Is time a line segment with end points at both ends, or a straight line that can be extended infinitely, a circle that connects the beginning and the end, or a Möbius strip?

There is no answer.

Xu Xiaoshou let out a long sigh, stood on the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower, and turned on the Time Wheel at full power.

He tried to encompass the long river of time and glimpse its source and end.

But time has no source and is endless. The long river of time flows from behind and rushes away into the distance. He is as insignificant as the sand in the river and does not know what it means.

“Someone!”

In a trance, Xu Xiaoshou saw countless figures on the long river of time, and he concentrated his attention.

But it’s very blurry.

Those countless figures, like himself, and like Kong Yuhen, seemed to be standing at the source and the end… Shi Zu?
They all had their backs to him.

The truth about time cannot be glimpsed at all.

“Perhaps, this is the truth of time?”

Xu Xiaoshou felt bored. In the blink of an eye, all the figures in the long river of time disappeared, as if they had never been there, just like time.

Time, empty.

Time has no joy, and all sorrow and joy are gone, but people have it!
So what time leaves behind for people in the end is hesitation, and what is left is hatred?
“…”

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for an unknown length of time. After retreating from the long river of time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was sitting cross-legged in the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrows Tower to meditate, opened his eyes.

He retracted the demonic energy into his body, as if nothing had happened just now, and glanced at the eight statues beside the wooden door.

The three people from the Wangyou Tower, ancient and modern, all noticed it.

Mei Siren stood up in shock, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Kong Yuhen turned back from in front of the table and did not notice that the turntable on the table seemed to have been moved by something.

Ba Zun An withdrew his gaze from the dazzling and brilliant time mystery array diagram where Xu Xiaoshou was sitting, looked at the young man, and asked calmly:
“Are you ready?”

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath and nodded: “Yeah.”

“Xu Xiaoshou!”

Mei Siren stepped forward and wanted to say something, but in the end he just squatted down and clenched his fist towards him: “You can do it.”

“Xu Xiaoshou.”

Kong Yuhen also spoke. Xu Xiaoshou looked over and saw him ponder for a moment before whispering, “Face the time.”

Ba Zun An also stood up from the wooden door. Although he still had his arms crossed over his chest, there was a smile on his lips. He also said,
“Don’t worry, I’ll watch over you.”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded again and closed his eyes.

He no longer hesitated and planted the last Dao Seed in the Dao Field, immersing himself completely in the Dao of Time.

“Time disk (90%).”

Boom!
It was as if the self was falling apart, and the world was falling apart.

The ancient Forget-Sorrow Tower no longer exists, and chaos has come. After an unknown amount of time, countless dimensional cracks have opened up all over the world.

A small square platform appeared under his feet.

“This is……”

…

“Why hasn’t Master Shou come back yet?”

In Lingyu Mountain, Li Fugui was holding a golden apricot, and was extremely anxious.

The sky is falling!

No one had ever thought that the first thing to go wrong would be the Seven Forbidden Realm Crack.

According to the news, three monsters appeared there, suspected to be the highest semi-saint level, which is the level of the Ten Lords and Shouye.

Alliance leader Yan Sheng went to the battle in person, but was cut in half with one strike.

The Half-Saint of the Black Tower carried the banner and died in childbirth in public.

Those three monsters, one is a giant purple eye, one is an ancient locust tree, and one is a coffin under the tower. Others don’t know what these are, but doesn’t Li Fugui know?

How could he be a half-saint!
This is clearly the three great ancestral gods!
The news was not as reliable as what one saw with one’s own eyes. Li Fugui formed a picture of the golden apricot, and an excited voice suddenly came from it:

“Brothers, I am now in the crack of time and space. This is the frontline battlefield of the Northern Territory. You can see that what just flashed by was the sea of thunder that submerged the sky.”

“This is the strength of Quilehan!”

“This is the prestige of the head of the Ten Thrones!”

“Oh my god, you don’t know. Just now, the Saint Tribulation and the Ancestral Emperor Tribulation appeared at the same time. Kui Leihan squeezed his hand, and the Thunder Tribulation was also thunder. He grasped it directly in his hand and turned it into a Heaven-shaking Thunder Hammer…”

The preacher’s position was obviously at the very back, after all, saving his life was the most important thing.

The palm apricot picture almost encompassed the entire battlefield of the four-sided platform of the time rift.

Of course, the most eye-catching one is Kui Leihan, who wields a hammer, soars above the void and looks down upon the three monsters from outer space.

The battle is raging.

Outside the void, locust branches hang down, as if a god is fishing and teasing all living beings. However, when the branches reach out, the remaining force breaks the rules of the Tao and shatters the void.

The number of spectators exceeded one million early on, and this was just the beginning, and the number continued to increase over time.

After the introduction, everyone knew that it was this locust branch that pierced the Half-Saint of the Black Tower just now. The latter had no power to resist and died on the spot.

But in the picture, Kuilehan raised his cloak and stepped into the air to meet him.

He didn’t even use much strength, but just simply struck out with this hammer, and the locust tree branch that was filled with endless holy power and ancestral power was shattered on the spot.

“Is that all you can do, Bei Huai?”

In the dead silence of the battlefield, Kuilehan’s voice was deafening: “Is this all the progress you have made in decades? If you can’t show some real skills, go home and have your children!”

In one sentence, countless spectators on the Zhangxing Watch went wild, with comments floating on the screen one after another. Li Fugui immediately chose to close the comments.

The preacher also seemed to be going crazy, howling non-stop:
“Is this Kuilehan? He is a little too strong. What kind of hammer is this? The hammer of divine consciousness? I don’t understand!”

“He just mentioned ‘Northern Sophora’. Could this Sophora tree be the Great Sophora tree among the nine ancestral trees? Could one of these alien visitors be the Northern Sophora tree?”

“Ten thrones, Bei Huai!”

If Buddha has any grievances, the hell should be full; if the northern locust tree has no tears, the sky will also be sad… Li Fugui murmured in his heart, with a gloomy face.

There is resentment against the Buddha at the old site of Guizhe.

Now, Bei Huai appeared in the crack of time and space.

Even though Kuilehan is guarding the place, why does it feel like something is wrong?

“How can Bei Huai’s ability cause a person to become pregnant? How can he starve the Half-Saint of Black Tower to death? If he appeared, no one would be able to make a sound in the cracks of time and space. If there was any sound, it would only be crying…”

Li Fugui has done in-depth research on the information about the Ten Thrones.

The Sad Taixu of that year and the Sad Saint Emperor of today, he doesn’t need to come. Once the power leaks out, everyone’s emotions will be affected.

Don’t even mention that the preacher should be crying loudly.

It’s hard to say, we can even see the famous scene of the strong man Kuilehan crying!
“It’s more like what I described, the ability of the Holy Infant Plant in the God’s Relics, or in other words…”

“The other one of the three ancestors is the Medicine Ancestor?!”

It must be Da Shihuai.

Da Shihuai is also related to the ancestor of medicine.

Bei Huai must be closely related to the Medicine Ancestor among the Ten Ancestors… Li Fugui took note of this and would report it to his master later.

In the scene of the battlefield with time and space rifts, the locust branch broke, and a giant purple eye in the sky burst into a mysterious light.

Faintly, everyone seemed to be able to see an illusory skull platform being built, on which stood a tall man with three heads and six arms, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

“Sui Yin…”

Li Fugui’s pupils trembled violently. Is Suyin going to take action?

But at the same time, the coffin statue under the inverted pagoda glowed with a faint black light, and the movement of the evil spirit on the throne paused.

That image vanished into nothingness, as if it had never been there.

Even the branches of the Great Sophora japonica tree, which were exploring the time and space rifts and plane nodes like crazy, and occasionally able to drill in, were all retracted.

“Scary away!”

The preacher’s excited voice rang out, “The three strange… beings were scared away by the ten seated Kuilehan with one hammer! Kuilehan is so terrifying!”

Was he really scared away?
Li Fugui felt panic for no reason, thinking that this was the prelude to a storm. Suddenly, he felt something and looked towards the north.

“Woo——”

In a distant land, evil spirits are singing.

Accompanied by the sound of sword chanting, it originated from nowhere and resounded throughout the five regions.

At this moment, let alone Li Fugui from Lingyu Mountain who was nearby, the Sword Burial Tomb Sword Washing Pool, the Great Desert Flower World, Feng Family City Sword Pavilion, and the great ancient sword masters of Fusang…

In all parts of the Five Realms, spirit swords rang with the sound, flew into the sky, and looked toward the north in worship, as if welcoming the arrival of the Supreme.

“Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone…”

Li Fugui’s face turned pale, and he vaguely understood something.

He looked around but there was no one around. He wanted to ask for help and look for Master Wu Shou.

At the same time, the golden apricot in Li Fugui’s hand trembled, and the information from Guizhe’s subordinates jumped out.

Just two simple words, but they were like a bolt from the blue:

“Hua, Zhi.”