I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 818

[Chapter 780 It’s always been like this, right?]

“Is there an inside story?”

Xu Xiaoshou keenly sensed that something was amiss.

He had suspected earlier that Ba Zunji was so strong, how could it be so easily beheaded by Hua Changdeng with three swords.

When I heard the legend before, I thought it was unbelievable.

But the Meisi people also said the same, not only affirming the truth of the legend, but skipping the middle steps, and the last step is the result of Yu Tu killing Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Ba Zun Li and Hua Chang Deng are fighting, what’s the matter with Mr. Guang Yu Tu?

Moreover, even if the eight statues are really beheaded, the object of revenge should be Hua Changdeng, right?

How did you find the previous Hall Master of the Holy Spirit Hall?

Besides, Xu Xiaoshou felt that it was a fair duel.

Eight statues are not as skilled as others, and if they lose, they will lose. Shouldn’t Yu Tu pull down and bully the small?

So…

“During this decisive battle, what did the previous Hall Master of the Holy Spirit Temple do?” Xu Xiaoshou asked.

Mei Siren smiled without saying a word, avoiding the question: “Don’t you know him very well? It’s better to ask the client yourself, the old man is also an irrelevant person.”

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

He naturally knew The “he” in Mr. Siren’s words refers to the eight masters.

Now his identity as a saint slave is no longer a secret in front of the old sword fairy.

From this point of view, Mr. Siren does not seem to be very opposed to the position of the saint slave?

In other words, judging from the attitude of the Meisi people who wanted to come in to help that night, but couldn’t help, he seemed to be inclined to the position of the saint slave?

“The direction of the saint slave is correct?” Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help guessing.

But then he felt a headache again.

On the bright side, no matter how you say it, the Holy Slave is just a dark force, and the Holy Spirit Temple is the righteous organization.

The latter has maintained the stability of the mainland for no less than a thousand years.

However, there are too many people who I have come into contact with along the way, who have the heart to challenge the authority of the Holy Spirit Temple.

Can’t say the exact reason.

But it doesn’t mean that everyone is attracted by the personality charm of Ba Zunji, right?

Xu Xiaoshou pondered, and carefully asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: “If it is Mr. Siren, how would you view the position of the Holy Spirit Temple?”

He felt that the old monster Meisi, who had lived for hundreds of years, had witnessed It should be more thorough than the “elderly generation” of today’s era.

Therefore, to a large extent, the words of the Meisi people can represent the truth of history.

“Stance…”

Mei Siren murmured, a little embarrassed, but also a little emotional:

“You have to admit that for thousands of years, the existence of the Holy Spirit Temple is equivalent to the pillar of the world. The vast majority of people in the world have shed light.”

“This continent, because of the existence of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, has been stable for thousands of years.”

“When there is injustice in the world, the Temple of the Holy Spirit will send people to judge; When there is a crime in the dark, the white clothes will be dispatched immediately; when there are signs of strange forces in the world, the red clothes will resolutely come forward.”

“Everyone recognizes the Holy Spirit Temple.”

“If justice can use ‘quality’ and ‘quantity’ Lai Heng et al., the Holy Spirit Temple is that steel scale, it has achieved what ordinary forces can’t do, and for most people in the world, it is close to perfect… fair!”

Xu Xiaoshou said in his heart that this mandarin is not me want.

What I want is not the opinions of most people, but the opinions of you, Mr. Siren.

“What do you think?” he asked.

The Meisi person smiled and said: “Compared to the common people, do you think the old man’s opinion is more important?”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said: “You are also one of the common people.” The

Meisi person was slightly surprised, but did not say much. What, gave his own opinion: “The old man feels that the Holy Spirit Temple has achieved its ultimate, and it can be regarded as… very good.”

“Not bad?” Xu Xiaoshou pressed step by step: “So Mr. Siren thinks , similar to the saint slave, similar to Xuyue Gray Palace, is it actually wrong?”

Mei Si nodded and shook his head again.

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, not understanding what this meant.

“They’re not necessarily right, but they’re also right,” the Meisi people explained.

Xu Xiaoshou was even more confused.

What is this explanation?

It’s fine if you don’t say it, but it’s even more confusing when you say it.

Mei Siren smiled and shook his head: “Let’s not talk about this first, this old man will tell you a story.”

“Sir, please.” Xu Xiaoshou immediately sat upright.

The old sword immortal slowly opened his mouth and said eloquently: “The old man has lived for hundreds of years, and the five continents have basically passed through, including the refining world and the mundane world.”

“In the mundane world, there is such a strange The phenomenon.”

“The merchants do business, the farmers cultivate, the dynasty lasts for a hundred years, and the rise and fall have destiny.”

“The world is peaceful in prosperity, and the people are suffering in decline, and no matter when, people in the world live according to a certain rule and live in a given way. ”

The toiling peasants may have no harvest due to a natural disaster, and they will suffer for several years, but they must still contribute to the dynasty that has ensured their safety, even if they are already very poor.”

“The merchants either rely on primitive accumulation, or From his line of gold to wash his hands, from black to white, too many people use a certain amount of effort to fight hard.”

“The losers are wiped out in the dust of history, and the winners make a lot of money, start to realize commercial monopoly, and reach the pinnacle of life, even if their wisdom, status, means, strength… In fact, their wealth is not the same as their wealth. Not equivalent.”

“And these people only need to contribute to the dynasty that formulated such rules.”

“The rich discriminate against the poor, and the poor hate the rich, but within the rules, there are few disputes.”

“Dynasty , as the maker of the rules, in fact, a certain sense of fairness has been achieved.”

Speaking of which, the Meisi people froze.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to understand something, but he seemed to be still confused, “So what?”

Mei Si people continued: “Very few people realize that the maker of the rules has only achieved a certain meaning. fairness.”

“A small number of people who feel that they are still in injustice gathered together, so they waved their flags and shouted uprisings, whether they succeeded or lost.”

“The losers may wake up the dynasty and improve the rules, or they may be suppressed by force. Phantom, fall short.”

“Successful people may be able to uphold their original intentions and achieve a greater sense of fairness, or they may become kings, arrogant and extravagant, and then be overthrown by the next group of people.”

“Who do you think is right and who is wrong?”

Mei Siren suddenly asked back, like a blow to the head, which caught people off guard.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he could not answer.

What Lao Jianxian said actually showed all the answers.

At this point, he probably understood what dark forces such as Saint Slave and Xuyue Gray Palace represented in Mr. Siren’s story.

And what role does the Holy Spirit Temple play?

“The winner is right?” Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows.

“You are clever!” Meisi people laughed and scolded: “It is true that history is written by successful people, but when a dynasty has formulated near-perfect rules that can last thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, the next A person who wants to overthrow it, who can guarantee that he can do better?”

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

“So, in all the words this old man told you, there were only ‘maybe wrong’ and ‘maybe right’, but there was never a definite ‘right’ answer.” Leave time to think.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

It is true that the Meisi people are not like Ba Zunyi, who will give a no-or-no answer.

He is like a bystander of history, like an outsider, who has witnessed hundreds of years of history in the mainland, and will not make judgments easily.

And Ba Zunji is an authority. From his point of view, his answer is correct.

Xu Xiaoshou knocked on the tea table and said, “It is precisely because of injustice that some people revolt. They may not necessarily be able to do better, but it is not wrong to try bravely… So starting from this point, Saint Slaves, ghosts and beasts, have their own answers that are closer to perfection, and they are right!?” At the

end of the voice, the exclamation turned into a questioning tone.

The Meisi people took a sip of tea to moisten their throats, put down the tea cup, and said leisurely: “If the old man tells you, above the dynasty, there is the empire, and any insurgent army has only one way to be destroyed for thousands of years, and those who are destroyed, except for those who have been destroyed. With the name of a dark force, and then turbulent the stability of the mainland, they have indeed broken the rules and created more chaos, do you still think that they are right?”

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned: “So the holy slave is Wrong? Ba Zunji is a troublemaker, and he will definitely die!?”

Mei Siren smiled: “This old man never said that.”

Xu Xiaoshou felt a toothache: “That is to say, the Holy Spirit Temple is right? According to what Mr. said, they have indeed achieved a large degree of fairness. If someone else, they may not be able to do better than them. Okay, so… So I should actually join the Holy Spirit Temple to maintain the justice and order they have established for thousands of years?” The

Mei Siren smiled again and asked, “But it’s always been like this, right?”

Xu Xiao Shou’s head buzzed blankly.

He only felt that there was a thunderbolt hitting his mind, and he was overwhelmed.

It’s always been like this, right?

yes!

Maybe this is what the Eight Demons, Ghost Beasts, etc. think?

Indeed, no matter what else, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t agree with the practice of red clothes to the nine clans of ghosts and beasts.

Perhaps most of the ghosts and beasts are like the rebel army, which has caused chaos in the world and created turmoil.

But among them, are there really sincere thoughts for oneself, for the family, and even for a continent, who yearn for a fairer thought?

Clan…

Is it right?

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a long time.

He thought of the situation of ghosts and beasts.

Thinking of the battle between Ba Zun An and Hua Chang Deng, Yu Tu beheaded the previous Hall Master of the Holy Spirit Hall.

I thought of the fact that even under the light of the only righteous light for thousands of years, there are still those forces who are still living in the dark.

If it is really called “justice”, maybe there will be no injustice, and there will be no breeding of dark things, right?

Therefore, the so-called justice of the Holy Spirit Temple is only one-sided justice!

It is in Mr. Siren’s words, which I dare not agree with, it is undeniable, but it has to be accepted. Because it has existed for too long, it has become a system that regulates people’s lives… the so-called “correct” system!

“I seem to understand.” Xu Xiaoshou muttered to himself.

Before this night, he didn’t really know the positions of the major forces competing against each other.

But after talking with Mr. Siren, he came to his senses.

Perhaps what everyone is fighting for is the concession of the other party.

It doesn’t have to be “I am justice”.

But the biggest difference between being a spiritualist and a worldly peasant, a businessman, and a mediocre person when faced with injustice is perhaps the biggest difference…

I know.

I act.

I can!

Fighting the whole world with one’s own strength is a myth that cannot happen in the secular world.

But in the spirit refining world, there are really people who can do it, and use their own strength to overwhelm an entire era.

For example… the eight masters!

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling.

He suddenly understood the intention of the eight masters.

Perhaps the three-line innate, the eight masters of the three-year sword immortal, really have the power to challenge an entire dynasty.

But in the end he was suppressed by the “Empire”.

However, the genius who has crushed an entire era is still a genius after all.

As long as he doesn’t die, as long as he still wants to fight, he can always make a comeback and make a comeback.

So in the Void Island, there is a legend of “black and white double veins, all respect me”.

So after forty or fifty years of dormancy in the mainland, there is a rumor that the saint slave has revived and the eighth sword immortal has returned to the rivers and lakes.

This time, I understand who the real opponent is.

The eight masters who know how to fight are no longer limited to one dynasty.

All his plans and layouts are for the real man behind the dynasty named “Empire”!

“I understand……”

Xu Xiaoshou said again, and there was a high light in his eyes.

He understood the position of the saint slave, and also knew the ultimate meaning of joining the saint slave as a chess piece and staying here.

Even a genius like Ba Zunji needs to sink for decades for some reason.

How could he, Xu Xiaoshou, a talented master, use months, years, or even just a few dozen years to subvert the near-perfect rules that have existed in the world for thousands of years?

However, no more precipitation is needed.

There are too many people doing and accomplishing things like “dormancy”.

Saint Slave, Xuyue Gray Palace…

Or, all the forces that do not belong to the Holy Spirit Temple!

Whether the war is declared or not, these…

are none of my business!

Before becoming a chess player in control of these things, the only thing I have to do is to do my duty and stir up shit to make the situation more chaotic, and then take advantage of the chaos to develop.

Finally, before everyone reacted.

Transformed, swaying nine days!

“Damn old man, I seem to understand what you mean and what you say…”

Xu Xiaoshou thought of Lao Sang.

Every time he thinks of Lao Sang, he has an updated interpretation of Lao Sang’s “Prison Cage”.

What kind of people have been through to come to the conclusion that “the surface of the lake is the sky, and the sky is beyond the sky”?

What kind of blows have he received to say such a sentence to his apprentice, which seems to be incongruous, but is actually full of life philosophy…

“Before you have absolute strength, be serious and be a good pawn!”

Opposite the tea table, Mei Siren suddenly stood up.

“Looks like you understand something…”

He took a deep look at Xu Xiaoshou, and didn’t care what his own words made the other party think.

Maybe give up.

Maybe more persistent.

But in any case, these have nothing to do with him.

Meisi turned around and walked to the edge of the window, leaning on the moonlight, looking at Void Island, and whispering softly, “Old man, I’m leaving…”

Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly got up.

In the conversation tonight, he was actually asking.

But at the beginning, Mr. Siren came to the door himself.

So, the old gentleman came to answer all the doubts he had accumulated along the way. In the end, did he come to say goodbye?

“Where to?”

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t think Mr. Siren was going back to the training room to sleep.

Rao Yaoyao has already set his sights on Mr. Siren, even if he was persuaded to leave, but for the stability of the first floor in the sky, Mr. Siren should not stay any longer.

“Go to the next stop, to find the next person, to chase another possibility that can shake the old man’s will.” Mei Siren turned around, gentle, smiling.

“What possibility?” Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

“Perhaps it’s Yu Tu, maybe it’s Ba Zunji, maybe it’s you, maybe it’s not…” Mei Siren said, and his figure suddenly became transparent and dim.

It wasn’t until the whole body was broken into light spots that scattered with the wind that Xu Xiaoshou realized what Lao Jianxian said.

“You don’t believe me, you’re still looking for…”

He sat back on the tea table in a bit of depression, poured himself a cup of tea, and took it to the window sill, where he stood before the Mei Siren disappeared.

He also looked at Void Island, and his eyes crossed, but he seemed to see the Guizhe Holy Mountain far away in the Central Territory.

“Actually, there’s no need to look for it any more…”

“Eight-wise, I will fail once, but I, Xu Xiaoshou, will not.”

“Eight-wise can’t do it, given time, I will definitely be able to do it!”