I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

This is a new inn.

Xu Xiaoshou checked in again, this time he didn't dare to mess around.

Just that bombing cost him tens of thousands of spirit crystals, and this was because the store knew he was assassinated and dared not charge for the repair of the barrier.

To be honest, when Xu Xiaoshou heard that number, Xu Xiaoshou felt a little bit regretful about his precepts and deeds.

But Haikou has already boasted, so naturally it has to do it.

Otherwise, in the mind of my junior sister, wouldn't my tall and mighty image be gone?

He and Mu Zixi agreed to rest for two more days, take the opportunity to practice alchemy, and then go to the badge test.

Xu Xiaoshou returned to the room alone again.

clean.

very nice!

He was a little emotional.

But the rest of the passive value is not going to be used indiscriminately, just put it away, and it can be used if there is any emergency.

"Meow"

The little white cat still landed at the end of his bed, sniffing continuously, with a face of enjoyment, even in front of it was Xu Xiaoshou's feet.

"Your name is Greedy God?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked it up and down, but still couldn't see any special features.

Apart from the pair of purple eyes, there is nothing unusual about this little white cat.

But it is very clear in my heart.

This is a ghost!

An existence similar to the gray mist man!

Although I don't know why it is so weak, but ghost beasts are ghost beasts, the only king that can only be born in a different dimension, how can it be ordinary?

"Meow"

The little white cat looked up at him and called out affectionately.

"Greedy God..."

"very nice."

Xu Xiaoshou murmured, he was envious of this carefree state, if someone provided him with vitality every day, so that he would not have to worry about food and drink, and there would be someone to protect his life...

This... a fairy-like day!

I can't even enjoy myself,

How could a broken cat do it?

Xu Xiaoshou immediately kicked it.

The little white cat was not annoyed either, knowing that its owner didn't use any force, it turned over and touched Xu Xiaoshou's feet again.

"Mama..."

The guy on the chest was dissatisfied, and with a cry, two red rays of light came out of his body.

Xu Xiaoshou was alerted.

Killing intent?

Greedy God's hair exploded as well, and he flung himself behind the bed, shrinking his body in the air.

"It's very sensitive!"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, his reaction was almost as good as his own.

While patting the stone in his arms, Ah Jie, he explained: "Don't mess around, this is your brother, you can't kill him."

"Huh? Brother?"

Xu Xiaoshou beckoned, greeted Greedy God, turned over to look at it, and immediately changed his words: "This is your sister, you must take good care of her in the future!"

"Mama..."

"Meow!"

Xu Xiao was amused, he stroked the cat with one hand and coiled the stone with the other, lying quietly on the bed alone, dreaming.

"Ghost beast..."

She thought of Mo Mo, this somewhat lonely and quiet woman, who felt completely different from Banana Tangtang and Xin Gugu.

Both are ghosts and beasts, but one side resists it, while the other accepts it happily.

"Is this a force?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the white cat and narrowed his eyes.

He has the clearest feeling about how strong the gray fog man is after he liberates his power.

If it wasn't for Tianxuanmen's pressure, if it wasn't for the "Raging Giant" breaking the game, he might have to kneel down.

And there is obviously more than one such existence in the world.

Compared with the two people, Mo Mo and Huo Wuren, they were more like the kind of lone rangers who developed independently.

But those two guys, obviously not.

"So, there is a pure ghost beast...or an organization that is a pure ghost beast host?"

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill in his heart.

This kind of existence, just one has the power to destroy the world. What do these guys want to do when they gather together?

He thought of the last conversation with Sang Lao again. It seemed that the target of the "Holy Slave" was also Mo Mo who had become the host of ghosts and beasts.

"strength?"

Xu Xiaoshou stroked the cat, and the cat enjoyed it to the fullest, but his expression was serious.

Even the masked man, with such a terrifying sword intent, and a peerless powerhouse like Cen Qiaofu under his command, still yearned for power.

Even if it is the ghost beast host, which has the most direct and purest source of power, they still secretly formed an organization, and even dare not expose it at all.

"for what?"

The more Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, the colder he felt.

If there is anything special in common between these two super-powerful terrorist organizations...

Are they all under the ban of the Holy Spirit Hall?

It's just that one is facing "white clothes", who are responsible for catching and killing rebellious human races.

One faced "Red Clothes", a terrifying existence established purely for the purpose of slaughtering ghosts and beasts.

"Is it the Temple of the Holy Spirit?"

Xu Xiaoshou's impression of this continent's number one organization is that other than the absolute justice and absolute order deep in his mind.

It's Yu Zhiwen, Cheng Xingchu and others.

"justice……"

"Perhaps, this is what the old man said, the battle for the Great Dao!"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it before.

But as his strength improved and his knowledge expanded, he felt more and more that what the old man with a grass hat who was cowering in the spiritual palace said on the night of apprenticeship became more and more reasonable.

This is an extremely cruel reality.

What is a chess player and what is a chess piece, Xu Xiaoshou learned a little bit in the spiritual palace.

Very helpless, but also very realistic.

He is currently the chess piece that others can manipulate, and his biggest chess master is Sang Lao!

In the night of apprenticeship, even if he didn't want to, he didn't dare to refuse.

After apprenticeship, no matter how absurd, playful, or wanting to get out of the expected track that the old man gave himself to stabilize.

In the end, he found that he couldn't escape control at all.

The deviation from the expected track is indeed due to the various escapes I can make, and I have deviated a little.

But what about after the deviation?

After walking out of this track, he realized that there are thousands of tracks that Mr. Sang has laid for himself!

How to leave?

Whether it is "Jin Zhaotian Burning", or "Tianxuanmen", whether it is "Chaoshu", or "Zhang Xinxiong"...

For people and things, this old man seems to have a really good grasp of them.

No matter how deviant and bizarre the development of the process in the middle of me is, just looking at the results, every one of them is what the old man wants.

"call"

Xu Xiaoshou breathed lightly, he is very smart, he can see everything clearly.

But there is nothing that can be done!

Fortunately, although Sang Lao has a withdrawn and eccentric personality, he does have his own style of acting. His unique love for himself is completely incomprehensible to others.

Even Xu Xiaoshou couldn't understand it.

This old man seemed to understand himself better than himself, it was terrifying!

But even so, after apprenticeship, Xu Xiaoshou asked a question, and Elder Sang answered it clearly.

He came to the Spirit Palace purely to avoid some unnecessary catastrophes!

This kind of old fox, whose strength and intelligence coexist, and whose personality and actions are extremely terrifying, can only be his own chess player...

In the eyes of others, is he also a pawn?

"Oh!" Xu Xiaoshou sighed.

Among the big forces, is everyone really so scary?

The Temple of the Holy God, the Holy Slave, that ghost organization...

And those horrible existences that I haven't come into contact with yet, but are also silently operating in the order of this world...

Perhaps as their own strength improves again, they will also appear by their side inexplicably, just like the white cat in their hands?

Xu Xiaoshou felt like he was in muddy water.

But, at that time, if I didn't accept Greedy God, Banana Tangtang and Xin Gugu, would I be able to bear it?

"Sure enough, I'm still a little powerless..."

This kind of weakness cannot be eliminated by a "burst gesture" at all.

It comes from the world, like fate, more like the ruthless wheel of history.

Run straight over, no one can escape.

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and looked at the greedy god who was enjoying himself.

The guy was moaning slightly, taking some ecstatic naps, enjoying himself.

"Is it a battle for the avenue?"

The youth didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He was afraid to think about it, Sang Lao's worldview of matryoshka really wanted to replace his... all knowledge of this world!