I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1971

Chapter 1847: Holes

“Hua Chang Deng!”

“The Ghost Sword Immortal who was once famous all over the world, now only has the ability to bully the weak?”

On Lingyu Mountain, when Zhu Yike and Li Fugui’s souls were successively captured and put into the lamp, the next person who stood out was Xiao Kongtong.

Everyone was surprised and looked at it with attention.

But at this moment, Xiao Kongtong had taken off the skin of the Eighth Sword Immortal and had also taken off the large sack that he always carried with him.

The sack was handed to Lei Shuangxing.

Xiao Kongtong, holding the illusory and transparent Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, stood alone against the invincible Holy Emperor with high morale.

“He’s crazy, how dare he come out? Even the Moonless Sword Immortal doesn’t want to fight!”

“Big Brother of Canyue Immortal City, second among the Seven Sword Immortals, and a disciple of the Eight Venerables… Yes, he has so many titles, but that’s Hua Changdeng, who suppressed him for a whole generation!”

“Isn’t this courting death? Why haven’t Shou Ye and the Eighth Sword Immortal shown up yet? Have they really become cowards, relying on their subordinates to hold the fort?”

“No! There is no limit to the ancient sword cultivators. If it is Xiao Kongtong, maybe he can do it…”

Some are nervous, some are looking forward to it.

Most of them are still there to watch the show, standing at a very long distance, waiting for a big collision between the two sides, yet afraid of being affected by the aftermath.

At this moment, everyone considered the current situation and realized something.

Hua Changdeng came from the Ghost Buddha, and the time cracks of the Seven Forbidden Realm in the Northern Territory brought down the three ancestral gods. Fortunately, Kui Leihan returned and was able to fight against them.

As for Shou Ye, Ba Zun’an and others, they have not shown up yet, so they must have been delayed by something.

Perhaps, this is the back-up plan of Hua Changdeng and others!

At this time, the person in charge did not come out, but his subordinates came one after another. In front of the Holy Emperor, they would be killed one by one in the second.

Everyone knows that the wise choice is to “wait”!
Xiao Kongtong still stood up, which shows that the situation of Ba and Xu is definitely not optimistic.

“Information came from the South Region that Lord Zhu seemed to have escaped and wanted to enter the Sword Pavilion to protect himself. Unfortunately, in the end, he was reversed by Emperor Hua using the Way of Time…”

“The time reversal across an entire domain is truly terrifying!”

“Zhu Yike is not weak, but even after using all his strength just now, he still couldn’t resist a single look from Emperor Hua Sheng. The gap between them is obvious.”

“He made his move, as if to protect another soul?”

“Is it Lord Li? This soul aura is so familiar. I had the honor to meet him in the Crystal Palace last time. It seems that Lord Li has this aura…”

“It’s over. Master Shou’s left and right arms are all gone. If Xiao Kongtong dies again, the Eighth Sword Immortal will be beheaded along with his apprentice. What’s next… hehe, there’s going to be something interesting to watch!”

“…”

There was a lot of discussion.

Xiao Kongtong is obviously not a clown, nor is he a show-off like Shouye.

Just standing in front of everyone, his sword energy continued to rise, until it was fully sharp and pierced the sky, as if he wanted to split Hua Changdeng in half with one sword.

“He’s serious…”

Everyone else was laughing. Among the four sword burial tombs on the hillside of Lingyu Mountain, Su Qianqian’s face was moved.

Just now, Xiao Kongtong handed the sack to Lei Shuangxing, and took off the double needles, the Shengjian and other famous swords in his sleeves, leaving only the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword that he had nurtured for a long time, and drew the sword out…

From this point, it can be seen that the senior brother of Canyue Immortal City has burned his boats.

He was determined to die for the Tao.

Some say that “If I can hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.”

“Is it worth it?”

Su Qianqian murmured silently.

She still didn’t quite understand such determination.

Looking at Xiao Kongtong, who was holding the sword with great vigor at this moment, she seemed to see the scene she saw at that time, all the sword guards in the Su Mansion, and even her grandfather.

Gu Qingyi noticed the mood swings of the junior sister and glanced at her: “Are you okay?”

Su Qianqian shook her head and pursed her lower lip: “Senior Brother, if the final outcome is death…” She was speechless.

Gu Qing only heard half of the sentence and knew what his junior sister was thinking.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes slightly confused: “I don’t know, maybe only at that moment…”

“Senior Brother, if that moment really comes, will you go?” Su Qianqian opened her eyes and looked at him.

Gu Qingyi shook his head silently and did not respond.

…

“Senior Hua!”

In the midst of the battle, Xiao Kongtong stared at the bronze lamp that had returned to Hua Changdeng’s hand and said loudly:

“Ancient sword cultivators are fearless and never look back to bully the weak, unless the latter takes the initiative to ask for a fight. This is an ancient etiquette. Is what I said correct?”

Hua Changdeng didn’t even raise his eyelids, but pointed his fingers at the candlelight in the copper lamp.

“Soul search.”

With a flick, the candle flame became a little brighter.

It seemed like another world inside, and there were extremely shrill but very low screams:

“Hiss—”

Lingyu was dead silent and snow was falling heavily.

Everyone shuddered and recognized the voice as Zhu Yike’s.

So after the soul is locked in the copper lamp and candle flame, it will not die, but will still be tortured by soul searching?
“Ghost Sword Immortal!”

Xiao Kongtong’s eyes were filled with anger, and his sword-holding hand was shaking slightly from exerting too much force. He shouted, “I respect you as a sword master, but you treat the challenge of a junior as nothing. Is this the courtesy of a master?”

No……

Hua Changdeng searched Zhu Yike’s soul, but found no trace of Ba Zun’an. This person really didn’t know.

He turned to Li Fugui, perhaps this person knew more.

“Soul search.”

He pointed again, and another scream was heard from inside the copper lamp.

This time everyone heard it clearly. It was the familiar voice of Lord Li. The Lord’s right-hand men and women were completely conquered.

“I know the whereabouts of Ba Zun’an!”

Xiao Kongtong couldn’t wait any longer and shouted, “Even if you search their souls and get the results, my teacher won’t come out, because they have nothing to do with this matter.”

“Only I will die!”

His voice became heavier: “If I die, it may make the teacher’s mood fluctuate a bit, and he will choose to come out of seclusion. It depends on whether you want to fight me or not.”

Ancient and modern Forget-your-worries Tower…

After Hua Changdeng searched Li Fugui’s soul, he narrowed his eyes slightly and went into that place.

This is not an easy place to enter. Even for him, he can only see and enter the Gujin Wangyou Tower with an invitation from Kong Yuhen.

He finally put down the copper lamp, raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

“Xiao Kongtong…”

Hua Changdeng murmured softly, he remembered the name.

The Cangyue Immortal City rose in the past thirty years, during the time when he imprisoned himself in the screen-lit room.

Originally, Hua Changdeng had no impression of this person.

But Dao Qiongcang had mentioned Cangyue Immortal City and this eldest senior brother several times when he entered Pingfengzhu Land, but…that was all.

“You are no match for me.”

Hua Changdeng shook his head at the man.

He just wanted to find the Eight Lords and didn’t want to start a war. He was too lazy to kill those who were irrelevant.

“But I have admired the three swords of Sword Ghost for a long time!”

Xiao Kongtong’s eyes were full of enthusiasm. It seemed that he was standing up for Zhu and Li, but in fact he was standing up for himself.

The path of ancient swordsmanship is the right path, and he has completed what he should do.

Only the sword-mind path taught by teacher Ba Zun’an can be regarded as a new approach that can provide inspiration to others.

In addition to that, there is Xu Xiaoshou’s mixed method that can be understood but cannot be learned.

And, Hua Changdeng’s Sword Ghost!
In the whole world, if he climbed all the peaks in Xiao Kongtong, there were still giant mountains ahead, and only these three were left.

Time waits for no one.

If I miss the Hua Chang Deng today, I don’t know when I will be able to find someone who is so much higher than me again.

“I have heard that the Ghost Sword Immortal practiced swordsmanship. He first started with the art of controlling souls, then became proficient in the soul, and finally returned to the way of the sword and realized the sword ghost.”

“The three swords of the Sword Ghost, the Body Ghost, the Spirit Ghost, and the Mind Ghost, have the characteristics of the three elements of man, earth, and heaven, and are in harmony with the Tao, and are profound.”

Xiao Kongtong raised his hands high and said, “I am not talented, but I also want to take a peek at the scenery behind the door. I wonder if Ghost Sword Immortal can fulfill my wish?”

Hua Changdeng stared at this person: “You have already been certified as a sword immortal.”

From the discussions of others, it can be heard that Xiao Kongtong is ranked second among the Seven Sword Immortals and is a pillar in the revival of the Five Realms Sword Art.

“Not bad!” Xiao Kongtong nodded.

“The road ahead is clear, why bother to seek death?” Hua Changdeng sighed, “If I draw my sword, you will surely die.”

“Hahaha!”

Xiao Kongtong raised his head and laughed loudly for three times, with a teasing look on his face: “Senior Hua overestimates himself and underestimates me. If nothing else, I can at least hold on for ten breaths.”

Ten breaths…

It sounds like a joke.

Ten breaths, so what? What can ten breaths solve?
A spirit refiner beside him laughed out loud, but seeing that all the ancient sword cultivators on the mountain had solemn expressions, they immediately covered their mouths and dared not mess around anymore.

Xiao Kongtong stood up with the sword in hand, and wiped the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword with both hands. The sword body emitted a silver light and was extremely sharp.

Sword Thoughts…

Only then did Hua Changdeng look at this man with a higher opinion.

Being able to cultivate sword consciousness, at least he is not boasting, but has some skills.

But, that’s it.

The laughing Kongtong sword shook, the Kongtong Wuxiang sword hummed, and the Lingyu Mountain was even more turbulent with wind and snow.

He turned around and looked around at the world, sweeping his eyes over Gou Wu Yue, Feng Ting Chen, the four sons of the Zangjian Tomb, Xiao Wanfeng and other ancient sword cultivators one by one, and then his eyebrows were raised, and he shouted with high spirits:

“Sword cultivators from all over the world have gathered in Lingyu. There are many talented people who have made it to the top, and there are countless rising stars. But I want to ask, apart from me, Xiao Kongtong, who dares to try my hand at ghost hunting?”

He turned around again, bowed again, and stared at the copper lamp in Hua Changdeng’s hand:

“Hua Jianxian, you are my senior, I won’t be polite to you.”

“If I can take one of your swords, you can release one of the irrelevant people in this lamp. If I can take two swords, I can release two.”

“If you can take three sword strikes, then no matter where my teacher is, no matter what you have planned, you can wait for him for an hour, and then the fourth sword, the fifth sword… and so on, until I fall to the ground and die. How do you think?”

After these words were spoken, the whole mountain was in an uproar.

Gou Wu Yue and Feng Ting Chen raised their brows.

Among the four men in the Sword Burial Tomb, Gu Qing, who spoke two or three, felt hot all over after hearing this, while one or four were even more silent.

Even Lei Shuangxing, who was watching from the side with a stick and a sword, felt his hands tremble, and he felt that the sack in his hands was more than three times heavier.

Xiao Kongtong actually took a step forward, not planning to come back alive.

The ancient sword cultivator fulfilled his ambition and achieved his goal. It was just as he said. Who else could have achieved this except Xiao Kongtong? !

Hua Changdeng had already understood this boy’s wish and nodded slightly:

“Satisfy you.”

…

“Buzz!”

As soon as Mei Siren stepped out of the space-time rift, the Taicheng Sword on his waist shook violently. He was shocked when he felt the sword intent all over the sky.

Looking up, he saw snow flying in all directions, and sword energy radiating in all directions, covering an area of thousands of miles, frightening the Lingyu ghost tide and making them retreat.

The sky was dark and it seemed as if I were in Fengdu.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky.

Xiao Kongtong raised his sword and bowed to the moon, soaring into the air, with sword energy emanating from his body.

Those who knew him knew that he was Xiao Kongtong, while those who didn’t thought he was the Eight Lords who radiated sword thoughts in Lingyu Mountain!
Not good…

Mei Siren looked at the many ancient sword cultivators who were retreating around the mountain, and spotted Feng Tingchen at first sight, and dodged over:

“what happened?”

“So and so…” Feng Tingchen turned around and saw that it was Old Mei. He told him what had just happened in a few words, still looking straight ahead, staring at the battlefield.

It’s too late!
Mei Siren secretly hated it.

Just by looking at the flames in Xiao Kongtong’s eyes, he knew that he could not stop this battle. This was seeking the truth.

And what Xiao Kongtong was asking about was actually the ghost hunter on Hua Changdeng’s waist opposite him. Wherever the sword pointed, the ghost hunter also started to chant!

…

“Time? Mirror flowers and water moon.”

“It’s life? It’s full of holes!”

With just two words of sword words, Xiao Kongtong’s whole body was suddenly radiating with energy, as if he had found the only point that could break through Hua Changdeng, and all the energy gathered together at the tip of the sword.

Time and fate…

Mei Siren’s expression changed.

The intention of this first sword is so high, can Xiao Kongtong withstand the backlash?

From the way of time through the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, it can be seen that Xiao Kongtong adheres to his expertise and still wants to make a difference in the second world of illusion swordsmanship.

But fate…

Hua Changdeng’s life is full of holes?

How did they find this flaw?
It was clear that Mei Siren had a glimpse of him. He was holding a copper lamp in his hand and wearing a long lantern for hunting ghosts on his waist. His body, spirit and mind were all protected by sword ghosts, like a copper wall with no holes to penetrate and no wounds to injure him.

But the situation is set and the sword has been drawn!

“The Second World: Kill the Youngsters!”

The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword stabbed forward in response, and Kongtong was fighting a desperate battle, leaving no way for himself to retreat.

As everyone saw, the eldest senior brother from Chanyue Immortal City turned into a blurry streak of light, rushed forward with the sword, and penetrated into Hua Changdeng’s body.

“Time and space jump…”

Xiao Wanfeng’s eyes suddenly widened, and the Xuan Cang in his hand also made a buzzing sound.

He saw the true time and space jump, which was no longer a trick used by the great ancient sword masters in the past to escape.

Senior Brother Xiao interpreted his original intention and tried to find Hua Changdeng’s flaw at a certain moment in the past, in order to cut off his true meaning and hurt his future?

“Can it be done?”

The gap between the enemy and us is as huge as heaven and earth.

This is like Taixu fighting the Holy Emperor. They had to face each other head-on and dart with their swords. There was no chance of winning at all.

“Only by taking the initiative…”

Only by taking the initiative and countering absolute attack with absolute attack can there be a slight possibility of success.

The ancient sword cultivators have high attack and low defense, and that is not just talk.

Xiao Kongtong drew his sword from the spot and penetrated the enemy with one move. His judgment before the battle was definitely not wrong.

It’s a risky move, just for a try. Failure is another matter. If it succeeds, let alone blocking a sword, the Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng might also be bleeding!

“Buzz…”

The momentum of Lingyu Mountain was drawn by the sword, and the flying snow also stopped in mid-air.

When the sword of the second world came out, all those who viewed and received the sword were guided by the magic sword technique and were all placed in the past world constructed by Xiaokongtong.

“The Way of Time!”

Mei Siren smelled this scent again and almost thought that he had not yet walked out of the Gujin Wangyou Tower. After he came to his senses, he felt infinite emotion.

Xiao Kongtong is also taking this step…

Whether an ancient swordsman has ambitions or not can be known by looking at whether he has the time and space to practice.

For someone like Mei Siren, who specializes in swordsmanship of the mind and has only mastered a little bit of the form of illusion swordsmanship, even if he wants to understand it, it will be difficult for him to comprehend time in the future.

Of course, there is an upper limit.

He is also old and has the will but not the strength.

Having seen more, heard more, and understood more about the higher-level ancestral gods, Mei Siren has already known that space and time do not need to be mastered, but they must be cultivated.

Because just like forgetting and guidance, all ancestors have been involved in the way of time and space, and the evil spirit can even influence the future from the past.

They all know how to do it, but you don’t. This is a dead end. No matter how hard you try, you can’t find a way out!
“Huh…”

After taking a long breath and letting go of this obsession, Mei Siren, like all the other spectators, entered the second world of Xiaokongtong.

Kill the Young!
The name of this sword clearly states its meaning.

After the illusory and blurry picture solidified, everyone came to an inverted mountain and then entered a dark and depressing place.

“This is……”

Among the spectators, there were people from the former Holy Temple who recognized this place at a glance.

“The laurel tree is on the holy mountain, and the screen is on the ground!”

The broken willow tree is still there, but under the stump there is an old table, a broken lamp and a broken sword.

Hua Changdeng looked younger than ever, looking only in his twenties.

However, he walked weakly into the room between the screen and the candlelight with his old steps, looking at his own reflection and feeling sorry for himself.

He drank more than ten cups of wine and became drunk to the point of blurry vision.

When everyone was guessing, he sighed deeply, grabbed the ghost hunter, and said to himself:

“This is not a fair victory, this is not a fair victory…”

“I won unfairly, so I shall be imprisoned for thirty years!” (End of this chapter)