I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 815

[Chapter 778: Xing Shi and Asking for Guilty?]

Xiao Wanfeng: ?

?

?

At this moment, he felt that he was hallucinating.

In Xuan Cang Sword Spirit’s voice, there was a trace of uncontrollable anger and determination.

This is very much like when the children in the family were beaten by their peers when they were young, they went home and wanted to find their father to vent their anger…

Xiao Wanfeng thought of this, and hurriedly stopped, dripping with cold sweat.

“Xiao Wanfeng, Xiao Wanfeng, you really dare to think about it, and you are still looking for your father, do you think you have lived too long?” He angrily scolded himself in his heart.

The sword spirit of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword chose himself, which is something that one would not dare to dream of.

Xiao Wanfeng thought about the other party’s demands, and vaguely felt that he understood something.

That night, saint slave Xu Xiaoshou, as a sword-wielder with four swords, was the first to crush the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.

This is a very childish idea.

Whether this is the case, Xiao Wanfeng has reservations.

You can hear Xuan Cang Sword Spirit’s tone…

if it is!

It’s just what if…

Xiao Wanfeng thinks, if it is, the saint slave Xu Xiaoshou is too strong, how can he force Xuancang Divine Sword to such a point of starvation?

Feeling good about yourself is something everyone has.

But Xiao Wanfeng is more important than that, knowing how much he weighs. He is very self-aware.

One’s own aptitude, it’s just something that Mr. Siren can only take a look at, how could Xuancang Divine Sword choose him?

Besides, it is now on the back of the Seven Sword Immortal Rao Yaoyao.

Opposite it, there is an old senior, Mr. Siren, among the Seven Sword Immortals.

Isn’t it bad to choose these two people, do you have to choose me?

me, is that important?

Suddenly Xiao Wanfeng thought of what Xuancang Sword Spirit had said before, and

he asked urgently: “Senior, listen to you, except for Mr. Yu Tu and the Eighth Sword Immortal, in this era, no one can communicate with you. ”

Xuancang Sword Spirit: “Yes.”

Xiao Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and sure enough…

I still took it for granted, Xuancang Excalibur is hungry, so there is no such thing as “I am very special, I am the son of destiny” s story?

Xuan Cang Sword Spirit: “And you.”

Click.

Xiao Wanfeng petrified on the spot.

Soon he was released from the petrified state, the corners of his lips twitched a few times, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his fingers cramped.

All over the body, except for the hand holding the wooden sword, which remained stable, the rest of the body seemed to be convulsed and convulsed.

“Phew~”

After a long time, Xiao Wanfeng regained his composure and solemnly replied, “Senior, wait for me.” He

said more.

It is not like ordinary people who are excited to say: “Why wait for me to go to the holy mountain, you can’t recognize the master now?”

Xiao Wanfeng has always been a very assertive and self-aware person. .

It has been this way for decades.

He knew that Rao Jianxian still had a task at the moment.

The Xuancang Divine Sword was invited out of the Holy Spirit Palace, and it must have its mission.

In addition, at this time, he is really weak, and under the hidden sword, he has no fighting strength.

Xuan Cang Divine Sword was able to invite himself at this time, it was already a choice beyond the bottom line.

As Sword Spirit said, as the third invitee in this era.

Xiao Wanfeng didn’t think that he had the powerful cultivation level of the old man Yu Tu, and he was the former temple master of the Seven Swords Owlshou Holy Temple.

I also don’t think I have the aptitude as powerful as the eight masters, and can be a god of three-breath congenital and three-year sword immortal.

It took him more than ten years just to cultivate his own sword and realize the nine major swordsmanship.

Not a genius!

But I have perseverance.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Xuan Cang Divine Sword is attracted to me.

Xiao Wanfeng is not like Yu Tu and Ba Zunji, so he chooses to reject the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.

– Only a fool would do this!

He didn’t know the story between Divine Sword and the two.

But Mr. Yu Tu would refuse, it must be because it was unnecessary; Ba Zunjin would refuse because he already had the fierce sword and four swords.

Xiao Wanfeng didn’t think Xuancang Divine Sword also invited Yu Tu and Ba Zungan when they were young.

Otherwise, it is impossible for the two to refuse the temptation of this day.

But I’m different…

Rao Yaoyao invited the sword out of the Holy Spirit Hall, and went to the first floor of the sky with the sword to visit Mr. Siren.

At the same time, I wanted to work the night shift, which was a temporary intention.

All of this is a coincidence, and there is not even a half-point guide of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.

And it is precisely because of these coincidences that Xuan Cang Divine Sword can see itself.

Xiao Wanfeng rejected Mei Siren’s invitation to accept disciples because what Mr. Siren wanted was to walk his own way.

But the sword is different.

In this world, swordsmen and swords will always recognize and support each other.

Just like the eight masters of Qingju and Xu Xiaoshou with four swords, I

, Xiao Wanfengzhi… Thinking of this, Xiao Wanfeng’s lips slightly lifted, and he did not continue to think about it.

At this time, he even felt that the use of “zhi” between his name and the divine sword Xuan Cang was considered blasphemous.

but!

“It, recognized me…”

Xiao Wanfeng’s eyes were bright in the night, and he looked up at the city of the sky. He felt that he had seen Fengsheng Daoji in advance.

Xu Shao’s encouragement and Mr. Siren’s praise.

After all, there is no recognition from Divine Sword Xuan Cang that is more important.

Because of the first two, Xiao Wanfeng still regards it as the other party’s words of encouragement.

Only the Divine Sword Xuan Cang really felt that his own way had a height comparable to that of the eight masters and masters of Yu Tu.

On this road, I set off and walked a few steps without saying anything.

As long as the end of the road is unbearably cold, that’s what every swordsman wants.

The night wind is blowing, and the night is dim.

The blow made the young man rustling in tattered linen.

At the age of sixteen, he still has a confused understanding of the world.

“I, can I really do that?”

Xiao Wanfeng paused for a long time before reaching out and pinching his face and twisting it hard.

He felt his face start to heat up.

But not enough.

So he clenched his fists until his fingernails were embedded in his palm.

spread hands.

Yin Yin blood.

Xiao Wanfeng smiled.

“It hurts…”

…

half-empty.

The two Sword Immortals in high positions obviously did not know the secret communication between Xuan Cang Sword Spirit and Xiao Wanfeng.

After a brief chat, the two went straight to the topic.

“Rao Jianxian came here this time, shouldn’t it be a simple visit?” Mei Siren smiled: “Let’s be blunt, what is the Holy Spirit Temple looking for?”

Rao Yaoyao’s face was serious, and she didn’t hesitate, she said straight to the point: ” That night, Mr. Siren entered the arena, as if he wanted to help the saint slave Xu Xiaoshou?”

“Oh?” Yu Tu, are you standing here?” The

rhythm of these words was too fast, and they reached the top level at once, and the void became a little chilly on the spot.

Rao Yaoyao was a little startled when he heard it.

She didn’t rush to clear it, but after pondering for a while, she went down.

“Yes!” The

word settled.

Xu Xiaoshou, who was sleeping under the quilt in the training room, and Xiao Wanfeng, who was standing guard at the gate downstairs, all felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.

The two who were just chatting and laughing suddenly became tit for tat.

It seems that the issue of “position” is very sensitive.

Is the choice of the Meisi people enough to influence the layout of the high-rise?

The night sky was dead silent for a long time.

After staring at Rao Yaoyao for a short while, Mei Siren’s serious face melted away, and after a smile, it made people feel like a spring breeze.

He shook the folding fan again and sighed:

“Yu Tu is old!”

“The old man never stands with him. As for his position, I believe the Holy Spirit Temple knows better than outsiders.”

“And the holy slave .

Xu Xiaoshou, he is just one of my students.”

“Quality is better, but looking at the five continents in mainland China, the old man can’t count such students by himself.”

“If the student asks, the teacher will Answer, if so.”

Meisi replied calmly.

But Rao Yaoyao’s heart tightened, and she narrowed her eyes first, secretly guarding herself.

Then, she asked aloud: “Mr. Siren knows the position of the saint slave, why did he choose to approach him at such a critical moment? Don’t you think that your attitude towards the saint slave is a little… too close?”

“Too much .

Is it?”

Mei Si raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to penetrate the soul, and said solemnly: “Now, even if the old man takes one more step on the earth, does the Holy Spirit Temple have to ask?”

Rao Demon Empress

Taking a step back, with great power, he said decisively: “You said it yourself, you, take one more step!”

“How?” Mei Siren took a step forward.

Rao Yaoyao lowered his head: “This step is overstepping!”

“Hahaha…”

Mei Siren laughed, and the laughter stopped for a long time, and asked sideways: “Then, the Holy Spirit Temple will ban martial arts for the old man. Is the order? Or the ban on martial arts is not enough… the ban on foot?”

Rao Yaoyao’s pores exploded, as if being stared at by a liger, he was horrified.

“Don’t dare,” she replied.

“Don’t you dare?” Mei Siren shook his head and laughed, with a look of resentment in his eyes:

“More than a hundred years ago, you banned the old man from making tea with Yu Tu, saying that he had an affair with the dark forces. This old man admits that, Since then, I have cut off the relationship with Yu.”

“Fifty years ago, you and others forbade the old man to talk about swords with Feng Tingchen and the wind, and it was related to the power of ghosts and beasts. This is impossible to say, but the old man is also absolutely against him. Even if it’s a letter exchange.”

“Now, the teacher is preaching and dispelling doubts, and the old man takes a normal step, and he doesn’t even make a move. Just a few words of contact, do you think the old

man has surpassed?” Taking another step, Mei Siren With a calm voice, he pointed at the front of the folding fan in his hand, and shouted angrily, “Tell me, where is the ‘world’, what about ‘transcendence’?!”

Rao Yaoyao’s scalp was numb, and he retreated again and again, feeling a little dazed by such thunderous words.

She has never seen Mr. Siren, who has always been good-natured, behave like this, and his momentum is completely suppressed.

“I…”

“Have you touched the Holy Way?” Mei Siren threw a fan and immediately broke it.

“Never…”

“That Huachang lamp touched the Holy Way?” Mei Siren stepped forward again and stared at it.

This time, there is no need to respond, there is a thunderous sound above the nine heavens, and the world can’t see it, but the Shuangjianxian all raised their heads.

It is disrespectful to call the holy name directly!

Rao Yaoyao didn’t answer yes or no, but the answer was about to come out.

“Okay!” The

Meisi people didn’t care about this, and raised their eyes with an angry face: “Go back and tell Hua Changdeng, if this is his will, come and find the old man yourself, don’t nest in Guizhe Holy Mountain all day long, paralyzed in That screen is candle-lit, watch the movie and feel sorry for yourself!”

Rao Yaoyao was so frightened that her pretty face was pale, and her face was unbelievable.

Mr. Siren is crazy?

Calling the Holy Name directly for the first time may have been unintentional.

But the second time, he pointed at his nose and cursed, it was really a name-calling.

“Boom–” The

angry voice of thunder in the void followed, and Rao Yaoyao didn’t have time to stop Mei Siren’s crazy actions, when he saw the old gentleman put his fingers together and go a little higher.

“Bang!” A

blue-colored holy force rushed into the sky, blowing up Jieyun on the spot.

Rao Yaoyao’s eyes almost didn’t pop out.

“Holy power?”

Mr. Siren, have you come into contact with the holy way?

This sword pointed at the blue light, and she could see that it was not pure holy power, but also mixed with the power of the mortal world.

But you are one of the Seven Sword Immortals, as long as you have come into contact with the Holy Way, you have reached this threshold.

That means, it’s not far away!

It turned out that he dared to curse because he stepped into the door with half of his foot… Rao Yaoyao was suddenly stunned.

The Holy Tribulation was dispelled and did not condense again.

Hua Changdeng, as a junior, even if the first Mei Siren stepped into the threshold, no matter what, he received the guidance of “Mr. Siren” when he was young.

After the catastrophe of the Holy Way, although he was far away in the Central Territory, he had obviously noticed the movement here.

After learning a finger from the Meisi people, he stopped paying attention.

And the saints don’t plan to get involved in this matter, and the holy catastrophe is naturally impossible to form again.

The Meisi people have never come down since he took the dominant position in the conversation. At this time, his emotions have calmed down, and he has returned to a tranquil state again, and said softly:

“A word to you from the Holy Temple…”

“It’s too late, enough is enough. ”

Rao Yaoyao closed her eyes, knowing that her visit this time should be fruitless.

She came to Xingshi to ask her guilt.

As a result, the Meisi people were completely different from the impressions they remembered when they were young.

After some words, plus a finger of holy power revealed, that is, she is carrying the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, so what?

The old sword fairy is the old sword fairy.

Even if this is not his era, no matter what, time can leave marks on people, but it cannot erase the traces people leave on this world.

As a sword immortal in the last era, Meisi people can follow if they want to, but if they don’t want to follow, hard steel can also break half of the osmanthus tree in the holy mountain.

“Have you surpassed…”

Rao Yaoyao suddenly fell into reflection.

She felt that Mr. Siren was right.

It seems that people have never surpassed it, but over the past few hundred years, has the Holy Spirit Temple pushed too much towards neutral people?

Too much is too late, enough is enough…

“I have been taught.” Rao Yaoyao bowed.

The Meisi man spread out his folding fan, his hands moved quickly, the wind blew his beard, and he looked like a little old man who chose to suppress his temper after being out of breath.

“Little baby, go back, it’s not your fault! The old man is not losing his temper with you, you go to your boss to complain, oh, by the way…”

Said this with a wave of hands, the Meisi people seem to remember What, looking in the direction of the Central Territory, and said:

“The Guizhe Holy Mountain, I will go there in person after the old man, and let the older generation on your holy mountain come out to greet you.”

“What the sky, Hua Changdeng Ah, these juniors, don’t come out, look at the eyes!”

“You know what?”

Rao Yaoyao looked up at the old man in front of him dumbly after hearing this.

For a moment, she seemed to be back in her childhood.

The person in front of her was still an adult, and she was still a little girl who didn’t grow up.

And indeed.

When Lao Jianxian played with her temper and temper, she suddenly woke up, all the means of coercion prepared in advance were useless.

The status of others, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com is more than one step higher than you.

When a young man like me came here, apart from visiting the old man’s house and being educated, he didn’t even have the qualifications to say a word.

As for talking, fight back if you can’t say it… What are you

kidding?

!

The old sword immortals are called old sword immortals, can that be easily beaten by the younger generation?

“Let’s go, don’t disturb the old man again in the future.” Mei Siren waved his hand and motioned Rao Yaoyao to leave quickly as if chasing a sheep.

“Oh.” Rao Yaoyao shrank his head, turned and left.

“It’s a good little girl, how can she become an eyesore when she grows up, alas~” Mei Siren whispered to herself, full of melancholy.

“…”

Rao Yaoyao said nothing, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.