I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2103

Chapter 1977

Bang.

The Xidao Xuan Ruler fell on the surface of the North Sea.

Before it sank, a purple-clothed girl of about twelve or thirteen years old appeared and bent down to pick up the ruler.

The arrogant Xuan Ruler took time and a lot of energy for even Han Zu to activate. It was one of the few things that remained unscathed after confronting the power of the Three Realms God.

It fell into the hands of the little girl and was surprisingly quiet.

It was as if it was born to be this girl’s weapon, and its aura was in harmony with it, and it was incomparably harmonious.

“Long time no see…”

The purple-clothed girl was not very old, but her delicate face was full of old-fashioned. She carefully looked at the precious ruler in her hand, and her eyes were actually a bit vicissitudes and sighs.

She also had other decorations on her body, such as exquisite pendant jade earrings, black glazed bells on her neck, and golden snake red lines on her fair wrists.

These were obviously not ordinary decorations. They all started at the level of the artifact of the Relic Mark Monument, and they all carried an ancient aura.

However, compared with the Xidao Xuanchi, it is not the same.

But if you look at the floating illusory cloud satin on her shoulders, waist, and back of arms, which is like a cloud condensed from mist and faintly blooming with seven-color rainbow, you can feel that it is a divine object of another level, not much inferior to the Xidao Xuanchi.

The little girl held the Xuanchi, and the cloud satin on her shoulders and back rose and fell. She looked up to the north, her eyes flashed, and she murmured:

“The Hunluo cloud satin has been re-refined, and the Xidao Xuanchi has also returned to its place. But the fetal mother coffin has been damaged again…”

After a pause, as if weighing the pros and cons, she shook her head slightly:

“It’s not a pity, at least this Shen Yi has been squandered…”

Swish!

The moment before, she was still above the North Sea.

When she turned around, her figure shattered.

When she appeared again, she had returned to the white dragon head on the square of the Holy Palace of Siling Mountain. She stretched out her little hand and patted the source crystal in front of her.

“Swish!”

The power of the source crystal, which was taller than her, was completely exhausted. After being drained, it weathered into wisps of gray smoke and disappeared.

The entire Siling Mountain was shrouded in the Holy Spirit Array that had also been re-refined. The magic energy flowed in all directions, lingering on everyone, but the outside world could not detect it.

The purple-clothed girl looked around the Siling Mountain, the corners of her mouth floated slightly, with a sense of relief and freedom, and gently flicked her sleeves:

“Wake up.”

Buzz!

After a thought, the magic energy of the entire Siling Mountain was instantly absorbed into the girl’s body.

Everyone was shocked, as if waking up from a dream, but they forgot what had happened before and continued to act according to what was going on before the memory was interrupted.

But no one noticed that the Holy Emperor White Dragon and the Holy Emperor Purple Pet on the Holy Palace Square had clearly undergone great changes.

“Master Zi Chong.”

Bai Long spoke carefully, his voice extremely respectful: “Next, we have to…”

As both of them are Saint Emperors, even though the Bai Long lineage is essentially inferior to the divine lineage, Saint Emperor Bai Long has never had to talk to Saint Emperor Zi Chong in this tone.

But at this time, Saint Emperor Bai Long was walking on thin ice, but Zi Chong seemed to be used to it, and said calmly:

“Wait.”

“Wait, what?” Bai Long waited carefully.

“Wait for Shennong’s Hundred Herbs Dao to be completed.” Zi Chong smiled, “If he still refuses to wake up, then this… Emperor, will make him never wake up!”

…

“The seeds of magic are ever-changing!”

In the ghost and Buddha world, within the seeds of life.

Suyin squeezed out the last bit of strength and completely abandoned the past and future self.

When throwing himself into the unknown, in the ever-changing magic, he finally saw his true self like the Eight Zun An.

Inaction?

Suyin will create a method of action in the place of inaction, which is stronger than the Eight Zun An!

In just a moment, Suyin broke the root and stem of the seed.

The infinite changes of the art of magic evolved in his mind. His aura became stronger and stronger, and pushed to the extreme step by step.

At the last moment, his form had thousands of changes. There

were human forms and animal forms, which turned into clouds and mists, and merged into trickles. When they were as powerful as towering mountains, and when they returned to a grain of rice, there was nothing that could not be assimilated and nothing that could not be touched.

“Hiss, gurgling…”

A small seed, calling itself the world, actually evolved a comprehensive art of magic that was as high as the sky.

Suyin was like a madman, and his thoughts were completely crazy.

In the end, he even sacrificed all the things of the art ancestor that could be used to identify himself in his self-cognition.

“Art ruins, sacrifice!”

This art ancestor’s divine court was one of the few that could match Suyin’s power after the transformation of the evil spirit.

In the past, Suyin could not let go completely because of the residual consciousness of the art ancestor, or the influence of safety thinking.

Now, the ever-changing me is the true me. The remnants of the ancestor of the art are obstacles and remnants. If you don’t get rid of them, you won’t get true knowledge and the great way.

So, what’s the point of keeping them?

“Boom!”

The art ruins exploded, and the myriad powers should have swept the entire ghost and Buddha world.

However, Suyin made a decisive move, following the ever-changing power of the art, perfectly controlling the power that exploded from the art ruins and accumulating it in the small seed.

As a result, there was no abnormality outside the seed.

Inside the seed, the space collapsed, and the Taoism transformed. It was like the opening of a chaotic world, with rosy clouds and floating purple air.

“Swallow, swallow, swallow!”

Suyin swallowed it in big mouthfuls, impatient. There

is no construction without destruction. When it comes to the time of making a desperate bet, can the dignified ancestor god still be affected by the lack of energy and weak state?

“Shuxu, it’s done!”

Once the state warmed up, he made another decisive move with his fingers.

Suyin laughed wildly, looking at the world inside the seed, and began to slowly build a new temple in accordance with the most perfect evolution direction of the art.

This completely abandoned the influence of the ancestor of magic.

The whole world was filled with strange evil spirits, with the most extreme, unscrupulous and unrivaled power of magic, and even began to change the way of life and reincarnation, and touched the power of the purity of the holy way and the madness of the devil.

“Hiss, gurgling…”

The power surged around him.

The evil spirit did not even let go of the new God’s Court to form a world.

Instead, he let it merge with himself. From then on, the self was the God’s Court, and the evil spirit was the Great Dao, representing the “art” of various Taoist methods in the heavens and the three thousand planes.

Suyin is the art, the only one!

“Isn’t it the new heavenly realm?”

“Such a thing can be easily obtained by Suyin, why should he borrow the power of others?”

Feeling the new changes in the power in his body, a sense of invincibility arises spontaneously, and opening the reverse forbidden reincarnation is no longer a fantasy.

At this moment, Suyin is even more confident, and dares to take away the life and reincarnation of the Medicine Ancestor when he returns to zero.

Let all of this be summarized in the “art” and transformed into one of the changes of the art.

“Faster, faster!”

“Tremble, Xu Xiaoshou, Dao Qiongcang…”

“If you take away some of the power of the Life Medicine Pool for this ancestor, how can I, who is ever-changing, be the enemy of the Medicine Ancestor who returns to zero? You chose the wrong person, Xu Xiaoshou!”

Suyin was completely crazy.

When the power was fed back from the Divine Court and gradually climbed to 30% or 40% of its peak state, He suddenly clenched his palm and had a crazy idea.

Buzz!

A glance.

Through the changes and connections between the life seeds and the magic seeds, Suyin looked at the mournful emperor realm again and saw the big world locust tree and the white sun.

“For the Dao Qiongcang, the way of life and reincarnation is perfect only when it returns to zero, so it needs to be zeroed before it can seize the Dao.”

“But for the magic Dao, it is only one of them. In this case, why does this ancestor have to wait for Shennong’s herbs to return to zero and be in a perfect state before taking action?”

“Hissing, ga-ga-ga–“

…

bang-bang-bang-bang!

The sword tower chain was completely broken by Shen Yi’s sticks.

The last blow hit the sword tower hard, piercing the space-time fragments and hitting it out of the Holy God Continent plane.

“Boom…”

Before the space closed quickly, the people of the Five Realms could also feel that the last lower sword tower was swollen suddenly.

There seemed to be a terrifying explosion sound inside, and there was also a faint roar that was heartbreaking but the content could no longer be heard.

There is no doubt that the nine-colored fire lotus exploded in the sword tower!

All the direct damage must have been eaten by the greedy Demon Ancestor alone, and only the aftermath spread…

even the closed protection of the sword tower, with a bang, almost shattered half of the northern region.

There is no protection from the Ancient War God Platform here, and there is no power to repair it.

For a moment, it was like a natural disaster. The people who were displaced nearby were unable to even make a wail under the aftermath of the explosion, and died in an instant.

“Amitabha.”

Shen Yi stopped the Overlord and sat cross-legged. A voice of repentance sounded in his mind.

Gold covered the entire world. He entered the spiritual space, shook his head slightly, and looked at the Youyuan Buddha on the golden lotus opposite:

“I have tried my best to control the battlefield within the ghost and Buddha world. It is impossible to fight against the Demon Ancestor without harming the innocent.”

Youyuan put his palms together, bowed his head and chanted silently, praying for the innocent.

The stronger the explosion of Shen Yi, the faster his power was consumed.

At this moment, he was like a candle in the wind, with only a tiny light left on his body, clearly running out of fuel.

After a moment, Youyuan raised his head and his figure disappeared.

“I have used up all my power, it’s time to say goodbye.”

“Yes.”

“The Nine-Colored Fire Lotus may seriously injure the Demon Ancestor’s body and spirit, but the fetal mother coffin is also in the sword tower, which can ensure that he will not die… I can’t defeat the Demon Ancestor with my power after all.”

“You tried your best.” “

The Xi Dao Xuan Ruler is one of the three weapons of the Holy Ancestor, and it is mainly used for combat. In fact, its combat power is far inferior to that of the Overlord. Remember to pick it up and hand it over to Dao Qiongcang or Xu Xiaoshou. They may have a way to deal with it.”

“I remember.”

“The Medicine Ancestor has returned to zero. He wants to use the evil Yin as a seed to plant a new heaven. There will be a new round of bloody storms. If possible… let’s save the evil Yin first. Exhaust all the variables and find that they are all evil numbers. Those who are in desperate situations will have many evil thoughts in their hearts.”

“Okay.”

“The inverted pagoda suppressed the body of the Demon Ancestor. Over the past thirty years, I have been assimilated with the demon’s thoughts. I roughly know that he intends to revive the Holy Ancestor and annex him. There are two variables. One is the source crystal of the Holy Mountain of Guizhe, which has been lost. You may want to go to the Holy Palace of Siling Mountain to check. The Demon Ancestor may have sacrificed the purple pet of the divine lineage to give birth to the Holy Ancestor.”

“If I can make it in time, I will go up the mountain to see what’s going on.”

The resentful Buddha opened his mouth and finally closed it.

It seemed that he had a lot more to say, but he thought of everything in this world. Even if he was gone, it was impossible for the gods to shoulder all the burdens.

After a pause, he spoke again:

“The inverted pagoda is a world of its own. I have helped you to connect with Xu Xiaoshou. This person is smart, selfish and sentimental, but he is also trustworthy.”

“You two can chat freely in the pagoda. If you have any confusion, you can ask this person later.”

After another pause,

Youyuan changed the subject: “If the Holy Slave is not successful in the end, and the chess master defeated the two ancestors of magic medicine, and Xu Xiaoshou martyred for fame, then you can ask Dao Qiongcang.”

“Dao Qiongcang has a heart for the great way, is versatile, has thousands of clones to cultivate the world, but is essentially a person who values love and righteousness. I once gave him the wrath fairy, and he will help you.”

Shenyi shook his head this time: “After all, I am not the same kind of person as that guy, so let’s not mention this.”

Youyuan was silent.

After a long silence, the faint light on his body almost disappeared.

Even the whole human figure was completely transparent, as if it would break into pieces if the wind blew.

Shen Yi couldn’t help but frown and said, “Many things are for the world. Do you have any last wishes? There are only you and me here, but you can talk about it.”

Youyuan Buddha looked slightly surprised, as if he had only considered himself.

However, after thinking for a moment, he just sighed and continued to speak:

“I was born with the fate of an ancestor god. I am not restricted or controlled by the devil. After I pass away, I will leave behind a golden relic, and the world will flock to it.”

“By then, if the world is peaceful, I think you will be able to prove your own way and become an ancestor. I beg you to send my relic back to the Western Buddhist Sect, to Brother Youxi, or his descendants, and they will have a proper way to deal with it.”

“If the war is still going on at that time, please don’t refuse. My relic can still help you. Amitabha.”

After saying the last sentence, Youyuan Buddha sat on the golden lotus platform, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

Shen Yi paused for a long time this time.

Only after he carefully memorized the figure in front of him whose face was clearly no longer visible did he say with a decisive voice:

“Okay.”

The resentful Buddha shattered into golden spots and faded away.

Shen Yi opened his eyes and could see clearly that the power that did not belong to him, which was formed by the interweaving of Buddha nature and willpower, turned into golden light and flew away with the wind.

He spread out his hands, and there was a golden relic on his palm, which was natural.

“Whoosh…”

The wind was still blowing.

The wind in the northern region was often mixed with snow, rustling.

On the devastated land after the war, only the Overlord stuck in the ground was left to accompany him, and everything seemed even more desolate.

Shen Yi tightly grasped the relic in his palm, raised his eyes and looked away, and in a trance, he seemed to be able to see the scene when they first met more than 30 years ago.

“Two donors, put it down…”

The handsome little monk, with a Buddhist string hanging on one hand, pressed himself down, and grabbed the scriptures with the other hand, and forced Cao Yihan apart.

He was sandwiched between the two burly men, looking up high, looking at the two men left and right, and stubbornly talking about the Buddhist teachings that were not audible at that time.

“What did he say at that time?”

Shen Yi was in deep thought, but his thinking was fruitless.

As he thought, the corners of his lips slightly lifted, and suddenly a snowstorm hit, but he was left with only disappointment.

He gave up thinking, lowered his head, and stared at the golden relic. He

was obviously practicing the “war” way of the ancient martial arts ancestor, but at this moment his mind relaxed, and he seemed to touch another word:

“As…”

Shen Yi was slightly startled, not knowing where the enlightenment came from.

He scratched his head subconsciously, but the movement was stagnant.

It was clear that the power brought by the resentment should have left with his sitting and passing away. When scratching his head, he could still feel a few points of pain.

“Hoo!”

The wind and snow were the same as before.

It seemed that nothing had changed, and it seemed that everything had changed.

Shen Yi turned over the inverted pagoda with his left hand, and held the relic with his right hand. He stood still and suddenly looked back.

He was looking at the Overlord.

But at this moment, I clearly saw a golden wish power flowing above the Overlord, and behind him, a vague and illusory figure appeared in the void.

He sat high on a golden lotus platform, holding a pagoda in one hand and twisting his fingers with the other. His eyebrows were red and his appearance was solemn. He chanted the old scriptures and talked about all the stubborn seekers of the Tao from ancient times to the present:

“All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles and shadows.”

“Like dew and lightning, you should view them in this way.” (End of this chapter)