I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

An inexplicable chill came to my heart, Xu Xiaoshou looked at Zhao Xidong's expression that was about to turn black, and immediately fell down.

"It's not, it's really not..."

"Can't I go with you?"

Putting aside the matter of Elder Sang for now, maybe the dean is really in a hurry to find him.

No matter how bad it is, with a dead old man behind him, there should be no one in the spiritual palace who would dare to touch him.

After seeing how powerful Sang Lao was that night, Xu Xiaoshou already had a clear understanding of the real mastermind behind the scenes in Linggong.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Xidong returned to his taciturnity again, and he swore that he would never talk too much this time.

At this time, all the arhats in the Lingshi Pavilion had already run out, and everyone watched Xu Xiaoshou leave like this with resentment in their eyes.

However, there is still a law enforcement officer from the Lingfa Pavilion in front, so it's not easy to handle it now.

"It's a pity that Xu Xiaoshou ran away and couldn't get an autograph."

"Hehe, do you want to get an autograph? Just tell me, why did you hurt your hand?"

"I don't know, someone cut me... Don't you do the same?"

"what?"

"Why is the hand broken? Is there no clue?"

"..."

Everyone talked about it, and finally remembered that Xu Xiaoshou really left a signature.

In an instant, hundreds of gazes all focused on the little girl who received Xu Xiaoshou earlier.

With a bang, the little girl fell to the ground in horror, "You, what are you going to do?"

"hey-hey!"

"What do you say?"

The crowd approached one after another and directly surrounded the little girl into a corner. Some people saw that something was wrong and ran to call for someone.

Suddenly there was a cry:

"I beg you,

You can sell me your signature for as much as you want! "

"No, you must sell me!"

"Go away, the signature is mine!"

"mine!"

Ping ping pong——

Amidst the chaos, a loud roar shook the attic.

"Elder Qiao is back!"

Huh?

Everyone froze.

"Run!"

...

The inner court.

The new meeting hall.

"Pfft, hee hee hee hee hee hee—"

Housewarming Zhi spit out a sip of tea, looking in disbelief at the riverside geese sitting opposite him, and with a thud, put the teacup heavily on the table.

"Isn't Palace Master Jiang just joking?"

"The quota for entering the 'White Grotto' is not just our Tiansang Linggong staring at it, but the major forces in Tiansang County are also staring at it?"

"Not to mention the four major families in this county and some idle forces, just around the 'White Cave', there are other twelve counties!"

"Equally divided among the major forces, our Spiritual Palace can get no more than ten quotas every year!"

"It's good for you, Jinkou is open, and one-fifth of it is going to go directly?"

Ye Xiaotian nodded approvingly, as expected of the Chief Elder of Lingshi Pavilion, this mouth is suitable for this kind of occasion.

If you really want to let yourself deal with it alone, you may not be able to say such things.

He thought of the previous bet with Sang Lao, and he had lost completely in just a few days.

Sure enough, the Temple of the Holy Spirit is not as selfless as I imagined. Even if it is the number one power in the mainland, it should have some fireworks!

The prosperity of the world is all for profit; the world is full of hustle and bustle, all for profit.

The ancients are sincere and do not deceive me!

Ye Xiaotian secretly glanced at Jiang Bianyan's calm face, sipped the teacup and tasted it, but secretly laughed.

This Temple of the Holy Spirit really dared to open his mouth, he was of no help, but the favors were squandered very neatly!

However, at the moment when the "White Cave" is changing, and the legend of "there are four swords" comes out, it is a big change, but it is also a good opportunity.

Grasp it well, the value of these ten places on your side will definitely skyrocket, how could it be so easy to give away?

Not to mention, Tiansang Linggong also grasped the opportunity:

In Xu Xiaoshou's hand, he was holding the scabbard with "four swords"!

Jiang Bianyan glanced at the two young people beside him. If it was only Cheng Xingchu, then it didn't matter where he got the quota.

But this time with Yu Zhiwen around, it really can't just stop there.

Even if it's this battle of the Spirit Palace, I don't have much effort, but I still want to send this girl in.

"Well, Jiang also knows that he really underestimated the 'Holy Slave' this time, so he made more preparations. I believe that in terms of value, it is definitely worth the two places."

As Jiang Bianyan spoke, he took out a ring.

Ye Xiaotian watched and shook his head.

The Linggong has no shortage of resources. As the leader of Tiansang County, and has no ambition to expand outward, it can be self-sufficient, and even rich.

"It's not a question of a ring, the main reason is that this quota is really rare."

He stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Bianyan not to stand up, and continued to speak:

"A group of thirty-three new recruits in the inner court, and a group of veteran guys. This kind of trial place has been arranged early, and there are no extra places at all."

"On the contrary, for this 'White Grotto' group, there are many internal struggles among the younger generation, and there are even some deficiencies."

"If possible, I would like to exchange resources for a few more places to appease those restless guys!"

Ye Xiaotian laughed lightly, not intending to accept Jiang Bianyan's deal at all.

Jiang Bianyan did not take back the ring, but put it on the table, looked around at everyone, and said:

"Palace Master Ye also knows that this 'White Cave' mutation has greatly increased the level of danger, you new disciples..."

He shook his head and said sincerely, "Jiang is telling the truth, there is really no need to go in."

What this said was naked Daoming, the disciples of Tiansang Linggong were no longer strong.

Cheng Xingchu had a look of pride on his face.

After the incident with the "Holy Slave", he walked around in the past two days, and none of the so-called thirty-three new recruits could beat them.

Those who fought the battle and those who failed to fight have also been analyzed.

There are indeed some geniuses, but they can only be praised in the small place of Tiansang County.

Once pulled outside, there is no scum left in seconds!

Ye Xiaotian and Qiao Qianzhi looked at each other and smiled, not angry at all.

Their positioning of the Spirit Palace is very clear. Of course there are geniuses, but they really shouldn't be overwhelmed and compared with the Holy Spirit Palace, even if it's just a branch hall.

It doesn't matter if you look down on us, we don't play with you.

Those who can really get out of this small place will have an unstoppable future, and I am afraid that even your Holy Spirit Hall will be extremely afraid.

Sang Lao is like this, Ye Xiaotian is like this, in the future, there will be other spiritual palace practitioners!

"Hallmaster Jiang doesn't seem to give up?"

Ye Xiaotian looked across the main hall, judging by the time, people were almost arriving.

Jiang Bianyan nodded with a smile, how could he give up?

Not to mention the quota, he even took aim at the scabbard!

"Well, let's make a bet." Ye Xiaotian said.

"What bet?"

Ye Xiaotian's spirit has detected Zhao Xidong's figure, and he looked back at Jiang Bianyan, "We each have one person, make a gesture, and speak according to the result."

"Oh?"

Jiang Bianyan smiled even more, fight?

Cheng Xingchu's record in the past two days is not enough for the Palace Master of the Spirit Palace to swallow his words?

Cheng Xingchu was even more upbeat, "Do you still have anyone?"

With this unceremonious word, everyone's eyes fell on him, and Cheng Xingchu felt a little weak in an instant.

"Sit down!" Jiang Bianyan shouted.

He can ridicule his peers, what is Cheng Xingchu, how can he be so rude?

"Oh."

The young man touched the white jade around his waist and sat down.

"May I ask Palace Master Ye, who did you call this time?" Jiang Bianyan obviously noticed the attitude of the first white-haired Taoist boy looking up at the sky.

Ye Xiaotian didn't care about Cheng Xingchu's rude words, and said: "You have seen this person before."

"Oh?"

Jiang Bianyan pondered that among the thirty-three new recruits, he didn't see a few outstanding ones. How could Palace Mistress Ye have such confidence?

"Thirty-three veterans?"

Ye Xiaotian shook his head and said nothing, his eyes swept outside the hall.

"coming!"