I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2153

Chapter 2027 Chapter 222 Memory Traces

“Here is…”

Xu Xiaoshou felt like he had a dream.

In the dream, his head turned into a butt, and several tongues grew out of his chest. It was so ugly that he wanted to kill himself.

In the last glance of the dream, he looked back and saw Dao Qiongcang. There was no compassion or sympathy in the eyes of the old Taoist priest. There was only indifference as always. He was really a heartless man.

Wow!

But just at that glance, the dream changed.

Sitting on the sea of Yi Dao, even if his ability was suppressed in the Kingdom of Chi Fa, he also clearly felt that he had a wisp of something that seemed to be intentional or not intentional, or should be called “memory”, and it was taken away by Dao Qiongcang with this glance.

Then, he came to the black world in front of him.

“The long river of memory?”

In the dim world, there is no concept of heaven and earth, space, Taoism, etc., only a winding black river, flowing from one side to the other.

The gurgling water is eternal and exudes the taste of vicissitudes.

Looking from afar, one can see that at every bend along the river, there are one or more different figures standing.

They are so blurry that it is hard to tell their appearance from a distance, but some of their iconic features are unforgettable to Xu Xiaoshou even in his dreams.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

The devilish laughter sounded not far away, and as the light of the formation diagram took shape, the figure jumped three feet high:

“It’s done!”

“Isn’t this the Dao diagram?”

“The pattern of life, the secret of refining spirits, the Dao diagram or the Dao disk, when all are lit up and can verify the Dao of heaven and earth one by one, it represents perfection and has a foundation for returning to zero.”

Elder Qiao…

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded. He actually saw Qiao Qianzhi, the elder of the Lingshi Pavilion of Tiansang Linggong, or the head of the four sons of the Holy Palace, in this place.

He is doing research here?

Where is this?

He is not dead yet?

Questions popped up one by one. Xu Xiaoshou stepped closer and wanted to communicate with Elder Qiao, but found that he could see him, but Elder Qiao could not see him.

He reached out and touched and pinched Elder Qiao’s buttocks. Elder Qiao’s figure was blurred and he seemed not to notice.

He slapped Elder Qiao hard in the face. Elder Qiao was shocked. After looking around, he found that there seemed to be no one. He patted his chest and gasped.

“Damn…”

I am the one who saw a ghost!

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart was horrified. He felt that this was the work of the old Taoist priest. In short, it was related to memory.

The reason why he was an exception and could see and touch others here might be related to the perfection of the Tao.

Continue forward.

Along the long black river, walking to the next bend in the sound of gurgling water, he saw another familiar person!

He leaned on a piece of gravel on the river bank, his breath was bleak, looking at his own shadow, and he didn’t seem to notice the person coming.

“Hua Changdeng?” Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils shrank, “Aren’t you in the Supreme Slash…”

He shut up suddenly.

He went up and slapped Hua Changdeng in the face.

Hua Changdeng stood up and looked around. Seeing no one around, he sat back down again, frowning and thinking hard about something, as if he was still comprehending the sword ghost.

“Hiss.”

Xu Xiaoshou took a breath of cold air and faintly smelled how strong the slutty old Taoist was this time. Was he holding back a big one?

He continued to move forward.

At the next turn, as expected, he saw a familiar figure again.

He was handsome, with a pair of narrow and evil fox eyes. He was holding his cheek and staring at himself who was broken by the waves in the river. He had lost all his worries and was immersed in only one thing:

“Sister, are you okay? Do you miss Ali…”

Moon Fox!

You are not dead either?

No, it should be said that all the dead were “caught” by Dao Qiongcang into this special world?

“Memory…”

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked, and his mind flashed back to the dark time when everyone entered the Qianshi Emperor Realm.

At that time, under the control of Dao Peipei, everyone’s life was worse than death. He

couldn’t even commit suicide, or in other words, even if he succeeded in committing suicide, he couldn’t die.

Because from the perspective of Dao Peipei, the positioning of life and death, existence and immortality is like this:

“There are three deaths for people. The first death is the disappearance of the body, soul and mind. The second death is the erasure of the meaning of existence at the funeral. The third death is the oblivion of the world.”

“So, if there is one person who remembers our name, does it mean that we are ‘eternal’?”

Eternal life!

Combined with the concepts of “memory network” and “eternal memory” promoted by Dao Zu Yiji in his era.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that Dao Qiong Cang was successful!

Perhaps, he was taken to this world of “eternal memory” because of the last glance?

“Wow!”

The sound of Taoism rushed.

The long river of memory surged and rushed endlessly.

Xu Xiaoshou suppressed his shock and continued to move forward. Sure enough, he saw many familiar figures.

There is Yan Wu Se, there is Er Hao…

there is Rao Yao Yao, there is Ai Cang Sheng…

there is Yan Sheng, the leader of Tianmeng, there is Zhong Yuanzi, the elemental god, there is Yu Lao, the Kunpeng god…

there is Situ Yongren, there is Nangong Youshu, there is Dao Peipei, and there is Yi Ji, who looks very similar to Dao Qiongcang, but is more majestic and looks more like a superior!

In the Holy Land, in the broad world, they have merged into a part of Daozu, or have fallen early.

But here, they live alone, do not disturb each other, live with the long river of black memory, and still maintain the basic characteristics of thinking, acting and other living beings.

Before coming here, Xu Xiaoshou had no idea about this.

He firmly believed that the ancestors of Mo Yaosui should also be completely unaware of this mysterious world, otherwise Dao Qiongcang would have been besieged and killed by the joint forces.

Looking at Yu Lao, who was wearing straw sandals, with a long fishing rod hanging in the long river of memory, but squinting his eyes and dozing off, Xu Xiaoshou was shaken for a long time and could not come back to his senses.

Is this the world of great harmony?

A lonely and eternal world without many worries, without the smoke of war, without disputes and struggles?

Xu Xiaoshou stopped and did not move forward.

He put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly to the long river of black memory:

“Saucy Taoist priest, come out!”

The echo traveled far, but it did not attract even one person to look back, as if everyone was deaf.

“If you don’t come out, I will pee in your long river of memory!”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of wind in his ears, accompanied by a faint sigh:

“I knew that with the perfection of the Yi Dao, you should be able to maintain your own self, so I shouldn’t have dragged you in…”

Xu Xiaoshou turned his head abruptly.

The man beside him in a star-patterned cloud robe, who else could it be but Dao Qiongcang?

He pointed at his feet and asked:

“What is this?”

“Love. ” “

I said, what is this?”

“Great love.”

“You don’t understand human language, right? I ask, what is this?!”

“My Xu, can’t you feel it? This is the softest part of my Dao Qiongcang’s heart…”

Pah!

Before he finished a sentence.

Xu Xiaoshou stepped forward and slapped the old Taoist in the face.

“Um!” Dao Qiongcang covered his face, his eyes were stunned, and he stepped back, “Are you sick!”

Xu Xiaoshou did not speak, but still pointed at his feet.

Dao Qiongcang turned his head away, blushing a little, and muttered:

“Really can’t you see it?”

“This is the most fundamental difference between me and Sheng Xin and Shennong Baicao.”

“They practiced the way of ruthlessness. I have suffered all my life, but I have never been able to completely give up the people and things I have seen and experienced in this life, so I kept them in my memory. That’s why I said this is ‘love’, my Xu…”

Xu Xiaoshou was finally silenced.

Your love is a little deformed and a little perverted.

“Can they be resurrected?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Why?”

“Because I can’t beat Sheng Xin, so I dare not show up.”

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth, rolled his eyes, and continued to ask: “Can they contact each other?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Why?”

“It’s a truth that the ignorant people understand, and that all the emperors in the secular world understand. One person can’t do anything. When a group of people, especially a group of geniuses, get together, it’s easy for variables to occur and lead to loss of control.”

“Oh…”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded slightly, as if thinking about something, and pointed back to his feet, repeating the question at the beginning:

“What is this?”

“The back of the memory.”

“What is it?”

“The ancestral divine court, the black memory mark.”

“What?”

“Its characteristic is ‘non-existence’, but as long as I don’t die, it will always exist. Lord Shou, I really can’t say more, you have to respect other people’s privacy, others have told you even the softest secrets in their hearts, and you have controlled them…”

Dao Qiongcang refused to answer any more, staring straight at the opposite side.

He finally began to ask back: “Master Shou, are you really powerless?”

“Help me open a crack in Chifa Heavenly Kingdom.”

“I can’t do it.”

“Then die together.”

“No, I can be Sheng Xin’s dog. I am afraid of death, so I won’t die.”

“You are so fucking…”

Xu Xiaoshou was so angry that he swung a punch.

This time Dao Qiongcang was prepared and jumped away with a sound of “Ah hey”.

Xu Xiaoshou punched the air. The two looked at each other at that time, but lost their voices at the same time.

Dao Qiongcang won!

As early as when he saw Daozu Yiji in this black memory mark, Xu Xiaoshou was certain that Saobao Laodao defeated Yiji in the final inheritance.

He did it. After all, he was the most evil talent that had been produced through countless three generations and iterations.

He defeated Yiji’s possession.

Is it an illusion?

Is it a disguise?

Xu Xiaoshou has also confirmed it.

Ranyi Dao Yuanman looked at it at a glance. It was true and false. It was indeed the breath of Daozu Yiji.

Different from the four generations of Tianji puppets such as Yansheng and Daopeipei, Yiji’s level of Taoism is far higher than that of Huachangdeng, Yuegongli and other ancestors, and is fundamentally different from Daoqiongcang.

At the level of “intention”, they are two individuals who are completely opposite to Saobao Laodao. It is impossible to be a high-level Tianji puppet, or the incarnation of the ancestor god.

Daoqiongcang also brought him to this divine court, which represents the softest part of his heart. He can’t let go of himself. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he feels ashamed.

It’s hard to find a soulmate, or it’s not easy for a wolf to find his wolf.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have regained the feeling of chatting all night in Qingyuan Mountain, so he dared to be reckless and ask questions.

Unfortunately, Daoqiongcang has a strong perception and action at the memory level, but in terms of combat power, he is indeed far inferior to Shengxin, a Chifa Heavenly Kingdom.

“I have seen the Divine Court Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom when I was still Yi Ji, but it was not so strong.”

“Now with the blessing of the Sea of Gods and Demons, it is not difficult at all to suppress the Sea of Will and Dao of you, Master Shou.”

“Even if the Eight Lords come, as long as they are caught in the circle without any preparation, I am afraid they will be powerless to resist.”

“Therefore, even if I have the ability to break a crack, the Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom will be repaired quickly, and Sheng Xin can release it again. The price is just to consume more energy.”

Dao Qiongcang sighed from the bottom of his heart: “Master Shou, and this is just one of His trump cards. How do you break it?”

“What do you think?”

How could Xu Xiaoshou let go of this brain?

Dao Qiongcang shook his head, thought about it and shook his head again, “It can’t be broken.”

“No solution?”

“Yeah.”

“Then you are destined to be a dog, but what if Yaozu kills you and takes your Dao by force, what if Sheng Xin also wants to eat dog meat?”

“…”

Dao Qiongcang opened his mouth with an ugly look.

I can laugh at myself, but you really have a poisonous mouth, don’t you? How can you

beat around the bush and curse me like that? Before I could say anything, Xu Xiaoshou sneered, “Don’t say you have a way to make them hate dog meat. Instead of beating around the bush, why not speak your mind directly? Let’s get straight to the point and talk against the will of heaven.”

He patted his chest and stepped on the black under his feet: “Don’t forget, I am now standing on the softest part of your heart. I am in your softness, and I am also thinking about you.”

Dao Qiongcang’s old face rarely blushed, and he was a little embarrassed. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said:

“Eight Zun An.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s expression moved.

Still say you can’t break the Chifa Kingdom?

“Do you have a way to recall the Eight Zun An?”

“No.” Dao Qiongcang looked bitter, and after thinking for a long time, he finally sighed, “It’s Yuegong Nu.”

Eight-character order?

Xu Xiaoshou thought of something.

Dao Qiongcang shook his head again and again, “But it’s not feasible. Yuegong Nu has been led to Xingjie by you, and the ancestors of Mo Yaosui and others are paying attention to the Eight-character order. Once I touch her Eight-character order, whether I can summon back the Eight Zun An’s will is another matter, but the destruction of Xingjie will inevitably be advanced. This price, can you bear it, Master Shou?”

Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands and said nothing.

That expression seemed to have spoken, I have fallen to this state, do you think I can bear it?

“Moreover!”

Dao Qiongcang sighed repeatedly: “I am just guessing, first of all, recalling the Eight Zun An may not work, and secondly, the Eight Zun An must completely smash the Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom with one sword, at least making it unable to use the Divine Court for a short period of time. Only when these two conditions are fully met can we win… Only then can we win this round of Sheng Xin and face the possibility of His next few rounds.”

He raised his head and stared at Xu Xiaoshou: “Not to mention how difficult these two conditions are, who will withstand the furious and crazy Sheng Xin next?”

Does it mean, an absolute attack?

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head when he heard the voice, as if he had realized something.

Dao Qiongcang’s eyes lit up: “Master Shou, you have no way, right?”

Xu Xiaoshou did not answer, and they were rushing to ask questions, as if they were both questioners: “How can you be sure that the Eight Zun An can smash the Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom?”

“I’m not sure…”

Bang!

Xu Xiaoshou slapped him again, with lightning speed, as if he had planned it for a long time.

“You!”

“A liar should be slapped.”

Dao Qiongcang’s eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost enough to torture people to death. At the end, he looked around and saw that no one saw him, so he swallowed his anger again:

“I am just a guess…”

Xu Xiaoshou’s knuckles trembled, and Dao Qiongcang moved away like a spring, saying in surprise:

“Before!”

“After the battle of the Ten Thrones!”

“After all, I am also the sixth seat of the Holy Slave, and I have talked to the Eight Lords about some of my inner thoughts.”

After a pause, the old Taoist touched his nose, his eyes full of nostalgia:

“He said in a joking tone that he would write a book “Guan Jian Dian” to collect the essence of swordsmanship and create a sword that would shock the world.”

“But from the time he was enthroned as an ancestor to the time he left, even if he had a great dream and a sword bone that could shake the world, although they were strong, they were just average for the Eight Lords, and could not be considered “shocking”, let alone completely smashing the Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom.”

“So I was thinking that the Holy Land restricted his ability to perform at that time, and the Eight Zun An should have a stronger sword that he hadn’t released, but I don’t know what it is. If there is, it would make sense to recall the Eight Zun An, otherwise nothing can be discussed!”

Dao Qiongcang’s eyes were burning, which meant that he was not sure that the Eight Zun An had this sword, but that if there really was this sword, Xu Xiaoshou would definitely know it.

Do I know?

Xu Xiaoshou asked himself, and he was really confused.

Suddenly, when his thoughts fell on the “Sword Viewing Classic”. When he

met Hong Gou in Tiansang City in his early days of debut, he had to laugh and save him. After passing on the “Sword Viewing Classic”, the scene of the first time he opened this kind of sword book came to his mind.

It was the sword thought of the Eight Zun An in the book.

He did not move any swords, but used his body as a sheath, held one hand on his head, gathered thousands of sword thoughts, and slowly drew a sword on the top of his head.

In fact, the sword was not even able to be pulled out by one tenth, and it was not cut out in the end, but it shook the entire illusion world to pieces.

It was as if it was at full firepower. Under the hands of Ba Zun’an, who was now in a state of zero, one sword could not only split the Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom, but also the New Heavenly Realm in half.

The most important thing is that in the subsequent “Guan Jian Dian” full text, there is no such sword. There is only the concept of the fusion of various realms and the highest three realms.

At that time, Ba Zun’an had just written this book, and this sword only had a prototype and did not exist in the world. It is understandable.

But now He has perfected the Great Dao and returned to zero in one step.

If Dao Qiongcang’s speculation is true, Ba Zun’an really has a sword that can completely transcend the third realm of the sword, reach the fourth realm, and even the fifth realm of combat power, and can absolutely split the Shenting Chi Fa Heavenly Kingdom…

except for this sword, there is no other style.

Then what is such a sword called?

Thinking of this, the few words that Xiao Dazui left at the front of the page of the “Sword Viewing Classic” when he gave it to Xiao Dazui jumped out again:

“Do you want to learn the ‘Sword Worship’ you just saw?”

“Do you want to have the heroic spirit of coming from the east with a sword and leaning against the blue sky?”

“Do you want to reach the top of the world with your sword and cut off the infinite shackles from the magnificent heavenly way?”

The nonsense behind can be ignored.

But the sentence “Sword Worship”, the word “worship”…

combined with the “momentum” of Ba Zun’an, the current number one sword master, and the “Chanyue” fairy city of Xiao Dazui, Ba Zun’an’s famous disciple…

This sword really exists!

When Ba Zun’an preached to Xiao Kongtong, he even had a prototype of the concept, told him, and practiced it all his life!

“Yes…”

Sword I, is just the way.

There must be a sword that can interpret the way of Sword I to the extreme and convert it into the most extreme attack power.

If you don’t dream for a thousand years, it’s not the sword bone that will topple the world.

Who else can give up the sword worship?

“Sword Worship Technique…”

Xu Xiaoshou muttered absentmindedly.

“Yes! That’s it!”

Dao Qiongcang had never heard of “Sword Worship Technique”, but he could tell from Xu Xiaoshou’s suspicious expression that Xu Yi had this sword.

He immediately became interested, changing his helpless tone and said with hatred:

“Actually I don’t want to be a dog.”

“Actually, if possible, I can really call on the Eight Masters to kill with a sword.”

“But with his defense against me, it is very likely that the sword will not kill Chi Fa Tianguo, but me. Of course, it is not necessarily that he is performing the ‘Sword Worship Technique’.”

Dao Qiongcang was a little embarrassed, but he could only bite the bullet and continue: “So, Master Shou, you have to come forward.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s face darkened, and that expression was nothing more than saying:

I come forward to crush the Eight Characters Order?

My face has been replaced by my buttocks, and there is a tongue on my chest. I am like a clay Buddha crossing the river. How can I spare my hands to crush the Eight Characters Order?

And what if the will in the token is that whoever crushes it will die, and the Eight Zun An has no ability to think after coming out, and cuts me with a sword, what should I do?

There was silence for a long time by the long river of black memory.

Xu Xiaoshou finally thought about it, and suddenly spoke up and asked:

“Saucy old Taoist, you have been a swindler all your life. Have you ever thought about being a decent person?”

Hmm?

Dao Qiongcang’s heart was alarmed, and he retreated three steps to prevent being beaten, cheated, and deceived.

At the same time, he shook his head repeatedly. He admitted that he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and admitted that he lived a shabby life. This means that he cannot be locked, selected, or morally kidnapped.

Xu Xiaoshou still looked at him with a burning gaze, as if he had a preliminary plan, but he didn’t talk about the plan or rationality at all. He just clenched his fists, played the emotional card with boiling blood, and said with great interest:

“Or put it this way…”

“Dao Nitian, have you ever risked your life for a friend in your life?” (End of this chapter)