I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Jiang Bianyan had already heard some meaning, but asked back without leaving any trace.

If it weren't for the fact that he still has something to ask for, and he has taken a fancy to the rising trend of Tiansang Linggong in recent decades, he really might not come in person.

No matter how beautifully written a letter for help is, it would be nice to have an elder.

Is it not enough to come to hold the line in person?

Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, he was really angry!

holy slave!

This is the "Holy Slave"!

Is the Temple of the Holy Spirit crazy? This is an organization that can be treated as a joke?

It has been stated in the help letter that it may be the leader of the "Holy Slave", and there may even be more than one person who came this time.

These guys aren't stupid. It's impossible not to think that I will set them up in advance, and I will definitely be prepared.

but……

Just a branch hall master? And bring two little kids?

Are you good enough for people to make tooth sacrifices? You think it's a play! This is it!

Ye Xiaotian clenched his fists tightly. Originally, this was a good opportunity to catch them all in one go, and it was something the Holy Spirit Palace had been looking for for a long time, otherwise the letter of appeal for help would not have been given to them only.

But now...

His heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, and he suddenly remembered Sang Lao's words, the Holy Spirit Palace's stocking policy for "holy slaves"?

Could it be that what old man Sang said is true?

This burst of wordless silence was because everyone could see that Ye Xiaotian's mood was wrong, not to mention that the white-haired Taoist boy hardly concealed it.

The anger of the young man at the back was about to burn out of his eyes. He had never seen anyone who dared to treat the Holy Spirit Hall like this, even if the white-haired Taoist boy in front of him was the owner of a spiritual palace.

"Gongzhu Ye, what do you mean, do you think the number of people sent by our Holy Spirit Hall is not enough?" His voice was somewhat cold.

Jiang Bianyan's heart skipped a beat.

This kid is pampered in the hall of the Holy God, dare to talk like this?

This guy in front of you is not an ordinary throne, even if it is an ordinary throne, how can this kind of real powerhouse who has touched the Dao be something that you, a mere innate, can refute?

However, as soon as the boy's words came out, it was hard to stop.

Just as Jiang Bianyan was about to speak, Ye Xiaotian raised his hand to restrain him, and looked at the boy with great interest.

"What's your name?"

The terrifying coercion hit, the young man's body trembled violently, he almost fell off the cloud, and broke out in cold sweat.

But he forced himself to stabilize his figure, realizing that this might be the test of his seniors. After all, he had experienced a lot of such small scenes in the Holy Spirit Hall!

"Cheng Xingchu!" There was determination in the boy's eyes.

"Cheng Xingchu..."

Ye Xiaotian tilted his head and chewed these few words, then looked at the boy again, his eyes narrowed.

boom!

The void shattered and the clouds dissipated.

Cheng Xingchu's body softened, he completely lost his mobility, and fell from the sky like a dead dog.

"what--"

The terrified cry echoed for nine days, and the sound stopped the clouds.

"Impossible!" Jiang Bianyan was startled, and shot out instantly, but when he stretched out his hand, he realized that he was already a hundred feet away.

The power of space...

His pupils shrank, realizing something.

This is almost an attribute of being invincible at the same level, not to mention that Ye Xiaotian has already had a record of killing enemies by leapfrogging.

The white-haired Taoist boy in front of him is not a false throne, but a real reputation!

Cheng Xingchu felt as if there was a black hole sucking him down, and he couldn't control his figure at all.

I bowed my head.

There really is a black hole...

"Fuck!"

Is this fucking a test from a senior? Damn it is!

"You're crazy! How dare you kill me? Do you know who I am?" Cheng Xingchu yelled in panic, but he found in despair that his body still showed no sign of stopping.

Chi!

Darkness engulfed everything in sight...

died?

Cheng Xingchu's eyelids trembled, and he lifted them slightly.

The light hit again, the sky was still dim, but it was filled with the beauty of life.

The focus of the pupils recovered, Jiang Bianyan was still in front of him, and the woman with an indifferent face was next to him, Ye Xiaotian, who seemed to be about to kill, was still staring at him.

"..."

dream?

Cheng Xingchu hopes this is a dream at this moment, but the laughing voice below reminds himself all the time that his image is gone...

"Hahaha, look quickly, pee, pee?"

"Don't be like this, the visitor is a guest, this is innate anyway... Poof hahaha, no, I can't hold back anymore, is this innate?"

"Which family's young master is this? Are you weaned yet? It's so fierce to me!"

"Hey, you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am!"

"..."

Cheng Xingchu lowered his head, his pants were slightly stained with water, he swore that if he had a knife in his hand now, he would rush down and kill those acquired ants!

Lingyuan evaporated the water marks without leaving any traces, he took a deep breath, "I..."

"When adults talk, children should not interrupt." Ye Xiaotian said lightly.

Seeing the pair of eyes that seemed to hide a black hole froze again, Cheng Xingchu almost fainted on the spot. He felt that he might have a nightmare in the future.

Damn Tiansang Linggong, wait for me!

When I become stronger, today's shame...

"Shame!"

A cold female voice sounded in his ears, Cheng Xingchu's mouth twitched, his Adam's apple rolled, and he found that he was still speechless after all.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the young woman.

The veil covers the face, the star pupils are different, and the cultivation base is... ordinary.

He smiled at Jiangbian Yan and said: "The disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace are really extraordinary. They are still loud when they are in danger, and they are calm after encountering major events. Such disciples are really rare."

"In my opinion, Cheng Xingchu has the qualifications to become a holy emperor, and Palace Master Jiang should focus on training."

The corner of Jiangbian Yan's mouth twitched.

Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and whispered a word:

"Please!"

The fingertips are pointing inwards, but how can Jiangbianyan not hear the implication of chasing guests outside the words?

He also had unbearable anger in his heart.

This Ye Xiaotian is too disrespectful. Could it be that with his status as the master of the Holy Spirit Hall branch, he can't let him pretend?

Shocking Cheng Xing in full view, isn't that the same as embarrassing him? After all, he was brought out by himself!

He really wanted to turn around and leave, what kind of nonsense letter for help, go help yourself!

But when he thought that his big business hadn't been done yet, Jiang Bianyan became entangled again...

"Please!"

With a warm spring breeze on his face, Jiang Bian Yan followed the direction of Ye Xiaotian's finger and strode in from the void.

Ye Xiaotian was stunned, didn't he do enough? Or is this guy really so good at face?

Please?

"Then let's go together..." He glanced lightly at the boys and girls behind him, and with a sway, he went to the front to lead the way.

Cheng Xingchu was stunned. This person has already seen off guests like this, so why not go in?

Hall Master, is this out of his mind?

The woman on one side had already floated away. Cheng Xingchu looked at the noisy crowd below and felt sick.

He didn't want to stay in this ghostly place for a moment.

"Miss Zhiwen, wait for me!"

...

The outer courtyard returned to silence, and the arrival of the three white-clothed visitors brought some after-dinner talk, and strengthened the strong hearts of these little guys who had just entered the spiritual palace.

Only the old fritters who have stayed in the Linggong for a long time and have some experience are staring at the sky in a daze.

"Holy God Hall?"

"Why did these guys come to the Spirit Palace? Is something big going to happen..."

...

Tuk Tuk!

The broken willows on the banks of Goose Lake have grown luxuriant again, and a young man dressed in sackcloth walked out from the shadows. He was leaning on a cane, with his eyes closed, like a blind man.

With its head slightly lowered, the fat goose in the lake flapped its wings, opened its mouth and took a bite into the water.

However, You Yu Fei Wu escaped the fatal blow.

The blind young man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the surface of the water, but he only touched the white jade railing... If he wanted to catch the water, he might have to fall into the lake with his whole body.

The last ray of sunset in the sky is swallowed up, and the evening breeze is blowing.

"The end of summer is cool in autumn...Yu Zhiwen..."

"Are you here too..."

"Yo!" Not far away came a woman in bold clothes, with one hand on the shoulder of the blind young man.

"You are also a contemporaneous student? Why don't I seem to have seen you?"

The blind young man looked sideways, as if he was looking at the hand resting on his shoulder.

Turning his head again, a face full of ugly scars appeared in front of the woman who struck up a conversation.

Boom!

The woman fell to the ground in fright, eyes full of horror.

"you you you……"

"excuse me!"

Just run away. \u003c/div\u003e