I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

The Eastern Territory is also called the Sword God Heaven.

Within the Sword God Heaven, one hundred and eight realms were divided.

One realm encompasses the upper, middle, and lower counties and cities of varying numbers.

The East Heaven Realm is one of the more famous realms among the one hundred and eight realms in the Eastern Territory.

And the East Heavenly King City in its center.

Although it is named after a city, its area is so large that it is almost equivalent to a county.

The East Heaven King City has all the teleportation arrays leading to the thirty-six upper counties of the East Heaven Realm.

But at present, there is no teleportation array that directly reaches middle and lower-level counties like Tiansang County.

Therefore, if the people in the Central Territory want to go to the White Cave, they must use the teleportation array in all walks of life until they reach the East Heavenly King City.

Then use the teleportation array in the East Heavenly King City to go to Qinglong County, a higher-level county in the East Heaven Realm closest to the White Cave.

After that, select Human Flight.

can only be reached.

...

Qinglong County.

Azure Dragon City.

Located in a restaurant deep in the alley.

A haggard old man wearing a straw hat sits alone in front of the square table.

Cup after cup.

Xiao Er's speed of warming the wine was not even as fast as the speed of drinking into his throat.

"Guest officer, this is already the thirteenth pot, do you need to take a break..."

Seeing that the last jug of wine had been heated up, Xiao Er couldn't help reminding.

He put down the jug, got up and stretched, and then tilted his neck, and suddenly the bones in his neck creaked.

God knows, maintaining such a wine warming posture for a long time.

He even started to feel uncomfortable sitting.

The old man with the straw hat,

You can drink it all the time, until now!

"That's the most famous liquor in Qinglong County, 'Qinglong Drink'!"

Xiao Er was speechless.

When others come to drink, they usually order a small half pot.

Two or three cups into the belly, even the best drinker, can't stand it.

this old man...

Thirteen pots!

"Guest officer?"

Seeing that the old man in front of him was still silent, Xiao Er couldn't help calling out again.

"Serve the wine."

The old man Cao Li tapped his fingers on the table, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at him.

Xiao Er immediately lowered his gaze.

This big black eye...

Such a penetrating appearance...

If it doesn't look like a mess.

It could be said that he was going to kick people out at this moment.

"I don't know if there is such a drink money."

"Qinglong Drink is really expensive!"

Returning to his knees, he sat on the bench and made wine, Xiao Er felt so distressed that he couldn't tell.

Today is a big festival in Qinglong County...

It's not actually a holiday.

It's just that it has been reported that the group of white clothes from Zhongyu who intend to rush to the direction of the White Cave should arrive in the afternoon.

According to the rumors, it was a team led by Wuyue Sword Immortal, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

Sword Fairy!

In the Sword God Heaven of the Eastern Region, that is the supreme god-like existence.

Ever since the news came out the day before yesterday, the portal of the teleportation array has almost been completely surrounded.

Even the imperial guards of Azure Dragon City tried their best to evacuate the crowd.

Still to no avail.

sword fairy!

One of the Seven Sword Immortals alive!

May I ask, Eastern Region Sword Cultivator or Eastern Region Spiritual Master, who wouldn't want to take a look?

Even the boss set off two days ago to feast his eyes.

I am alone and helpless, and I still need to guard this wine shop that no one comes to on weekdays, and continue to open and sell air.

But today is really weird.

In this dilapidated street and alley, a small restaurant that was supposed to have no visitors except regular customers, unexpectedly had such a strange guest come over at noon.

"Thirteen pots of Green Dragon Drink..."

Xiao Er sighed.

If the guest does not pay for the wine.

Then he basically doesn't have to do this job anymore.

It can't be said that it is easy to lose the job.

The boss found out that he had ruined thirteen pots of good wine, and his life was about to be lost.

"Tut Tuk."

The sound of knocking on the table was urging again.

Xiaoer's mind froze, and he didn't dare to think about it.

"Hey, don't worry, guest officer, it's almost over."

"This 'Qinglong Drink' must be completely boiled to be fragrant, it's too warm!"

Xiao Er replied, but secretly hated in his heart.

"Drink you to death!"

"When the Qinglong drink is completely boiled, the stamina of the strong wine will come directly."

"The guy who pours three cups on weekdays, if he drinks a completely boiled Qinglong drink, will he kneel down after half a cup?"

"Tuk tuk."

There was another urging voice.

This time Xiao Er heard clearly.

Didn't this voice come from the old man's square table?

When he looked back, he saw that there was only one guest in the dilapidated restaurant.

Unexpectedly, there was one more person.

That person is next to the old man's square table.

Pulling the stool, across a small passage, sat across from it.

"Another coming?"

Xiao Er was depressed.

On this day, there are still people who choose to come to patronize this wine shop that doesn't even have a name, instead of seeing the true face of the Seven Sword Immortals?

"This guest officer, what are your orders?"

Xiao Er didn't dare to neglect, looked at the disheveled man, and asked loudly.

"The wine is over, serve a few plates of cooked beef."

A hoarse sound sounded like being sawed by a saw.

Xiao Er got goosebumps all over his body.

this voice...

this person……

Fuck!

What kind of weird things came today!

Deliberately want to bet on that uncle's face.

But the random mess on the top of his head, as if it hadn't been washed for a few years, the hair hanging against the scalp completely blocked Xiao Er's sight.

His eyes slipped, and he saw a sack at the side of the scruffy uncle's feet.

"What are you wearing?"

"Such a big bag came in without even making a sound..."

The little errand was thinking wildly.

After a long time, he finally came back to his senses and asked: "Guest, guest officer, it seems that you haven't ordered wine yet? How do you order it?"

"I didn't mean to drink my wine, it was his."

The sloppy uncle turned his head, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the old man wearing a straw hat.

At this moment, Xiao Er was startled.

four fingers?

He keenly noticed that this sloppy uncle's thumb was completely flattened by Qi Gen.

When one of his index fingers pointed it out, looking over like this, it was hard not to be attracted.

He quickly looked away.

Xiao Er knew that there were many capable people in Qinglong County.

These guys with crippled bodies may be the truly invincible masters when they were young.

If you stare at other people's physical defects so impolitely, your own person may be slaughtered, and the boss will send the body out, as if nothing happened.

"He, his wine?"

Xiao Er stuttered, and said in a daze: "It's not good..."

"It's nothing bad, he drank too much."

The sloppy uncle smiled and brushed his hair, revealing his resolute jawline.

Xiao Er lost his mind again.

"What a big scar..."

On the uncle's neck, there was an ugly scar that almost surrounded half of his neck.

Just looking at it like this, it is not difficult to imagine how tenacious this person's vitality is.

After experiencing such an injury that could completely cut off his entire neck, he was able to recover until only one scar remained...

"This is the money for the wine."

The sloppy uncle threw a bag of spirit coins, interrupted Xiao Er's contemplation, and said, "Pay attention to your eyes."

"Ahh..."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Xiao Er took the purse in a hurry, and immediately lowered her head, "Okay."

Damn.

Sure enough, it was discovered.

Such keen perception...

These two people should be the kind of spiritual masters, I don't know if they are the innate strong men in the legend...

Xiao Er was so dazed that he didn't even realize that the wine pot was boiling.

"When the wine is opened, put it out."

"Put the beef back on."

There was a reminder in the back of my head.

Xiaoer was shocked, immediately put out the fire, and ran to the back kitchen without looking back, ready to slaughter the fat cow.

damn it.

What's going on today, why are you always absent-minded!

If the boss finds out about this, wouldn't he have to be fired?

Seven Swords Fairy...

Well, it must be that the Seven Sword Immortals are coming, which keeps me distracted from work!

...

"Who are you?"

Sang Lao raised his head, his slightly drunken cheekbones were raised high, and his deep eye sockets were squinted, staring at the unexpected guest in front of him.

severed finger...

scar……

And this extremely hoarse voice...

If it wasn't for his recognition of faces, he might have mistaken people.

Obviously, this sloppy man came to the door on purpose.

The target is yourself.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The sloppy man smiled and said: "The important thing is, you may do stupid things when you are drunk."

Old Sang laughed, "Stupid?"

"right."

"for example?"

"For example..." The sloppy man elongated his voice, "For example, you may choose to assassinate Gou Wuyue."

bang——

Suddenly there was the sound of a porcelain bowl being smashed to the ground in the back kitchen.

Immediately, Xiaoer's panicked voice came out.

"Oh, the sound insulation effect of this dilapidated wine shop is really good. Once the curtain is drawn, you can't hear anything!"

"Squeak——"

The dilapidated door curtain got stuck twice in the middle, exposing Xiao Er's buttocks.

Others hid inside and pulled hard.

Suddenly, there was a crash, and the door curtain broke.

"Tat-tat-tat..."

The button of the door curtain fell to the ground, and Xiao Er's stupid and cute head was exposed.

Elder Sang and the sloppy man looked at each other, and their eyes met.

The scene was extremely silent.

"hehe."

"Oh, guest officer..."

"Two guest officers, wait a moment, I'll fix a door curtain..."

Xiao Er felt like his little heart was about to jump out.

The right eyelid twitched wildly.

Responding to the chaotic sound of "pounding" heartbeat.

He wiped his face and closed his eyelids.

Then leaned over, picked up the door curtain, and wanted to paste it again.

After realizing that he was not tall enough, he stood on tiptoe and finally hung the door curtain back.

but!

The button fell off.

There were no buttons, and he had to hold it like this if he wanted the curtain not to fall down again.

But if you hold it like this, can't you hear other people's conversations?

Xiao Er cried out with a "wow" in his heart.

What kind of people are here!

Why do you spiritual masters talk, but you can't transmit sound, and you must let me, an ordinary person, hear it?

Gou Wuyue...

Isn't Gou Wuyue the legendary Wuyue Sword Immortal?

Do you think I am deaf?

This kind of speech is similar to "Assassinate the Moonless Sword Immortal".

If you want to chat, don't you know how to block outsiders?

sloppy sloppy!!!

With a hundred thousand beasts racing in his heart, Xiao Er's whole body was about to collapse.

But tell him to lower the curtain, and face the two faces outside again who are about to die instantly...

"I can't do wow—"

"Woooooh, boss, help..."

"come back quickly!!"

...

Elder Sang indifferently looked away from the shadow in the door curtain projected by the sun, and glanced at the slovenly man.

"You are very humorous."

"Oh?" The man frowned, nodded and said, "Thank you."

"What kind of character is Wuyue Sword Immortal, what qualifications do I have to assassinate him?" Sang Lao raised his wine glass.

"Yes, you are not eligible."

The sloppy man agreed, "That's why I think you're drunk."

Sang Lao's wine glass was already brought to his lips. Hearing this, his whole face sank.

"You look a lot like a friend of mine."

He put down his glass gently.

With a sound of "dong", the dust on the table and floor in the restaurant shook.

Floating.

landing.

"call!"

An unknown wind blew, and the door curtain was rolled away, revealing Xiaoer's tiptoes.

Immediately, the two saw the little girl raise her foot in a panic, and pressed against the hem of the door curtain desperately like stepping on a cockroach.

The air seemed to be heating up.

Xiao Er felt hot sweat and cold sweat breaking out on his forehead at the same time.

He suddenly heard the sound of "gurgling".

That was the sound of "Qinglong Drink" being boiled.

"its not right!"

Xiao Er panicked, "I just clearly put out the fire, could it be that I remembered wrongly?"

After wiping off his sweat, tears and snot, Xiao Er wanted to cover his ears, but he found that his hands were not enough.

"Mom, why did you leave after giving me two hands..."

"It's not enough at all!"

He cried.

I really cried.

Weeping silently behind the door curtain.

...

"friend?"

The slovenly man glanced at the jug that suddenly boiled away.

His eyes sank, and the boiling water instantly became quiet.

"Maybe you misread it. I don't look like anyone. In this world, I am who I am."

He waved his hands, curling his palms.

The wine glass on Sang Lao's table came into his hands.

After finishing all this, the sloppy man raised his eyes and turned to look at the old man opposite.

The brilliance that burst out from the cloudy eyes was domineering.

"You are not very young, but your tone is not small."

Sang Lao sneered, and also raised his eyes. After looking up and down the man, his eyes fixed on the sack beside his feet.

He couldn't see what was inside!

"The old man suggests that you go for plastic surgery and change your face, and amputate your limbs by the way, otherwise..."

Calmly withdrawing his gaze, Elder Sang cast his gaze on this man's face, and jokingly said: "Otherwise, with your face, you could easily be hacked to death while walking on the road."

"Senior Lao is worried."

The slovenly man nodded his thanks, looked at it carefully while holding the wine glass, and said: "There is something that I don't quite understand, can I ask senior to give me some advice?"

Knowing that the other person is not good, he will not answer his own words at all.

So without waiting for a reply, he continued to ask:

"Sometimes, why do people choose to get drunk?"

"It's obviously a way to paralyze the self. It burns the throat and hurts the body. It's easy to dream after drinking it, and it's hard to hold a sword after swallowing it..."

"Wine, should this kind of thing really exist in the world?"

"Return it to me if you don't drink." Sang Lao knocked on the table.

"Oh, yes..."

The sloppy man seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "There is another saying, wine is strong and cowardly!"

"Is it because of this reason that the strong in the world also need to drink a cup before hesitating whether to kill?"

He raised his head smiling.

Old Sang fingered the frame on the table.

Suddenly.

With a sound of "bang", the chopstick holder on the table flew straight up.

"laugh."

There was no other movement, only a disdainful snort, a chopstick flew out of the chopstick holder, and shot at the slovenly man with a whoosh.

"sharp."

The sloppy man gave a thumbs-up and raised his eyebrows.

The flying chopsticks suddenly exploded with infinite sword energy, reversed in the void, and reflected towards Sang Lao.

"Trash sword intent."

As soon as Sang Lao's grass hat was pressed, the air temperature rose suddenly.

In the next second, the chopsticks tube that had barely landed on the table exploded, and all the chopsticks inside flew up.

Dozens of phantoms instantly ignited white flames and shot out.

"Boom!"

The chopsticks that flew solo couldn't stop this kind of attack at all. When they met in the void, they were directly poked open from the center without leaving ashes, and were burned in the void on the spot.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

Blood sprayed.

The sloppy man put down his wine glass in pain.

Lowering his head, he looked at the dozens of wooden chopsticks burning with white flames in front of his chest, which were already half-submerged.

He rolled his hand and wrapped the white flames on it.

With a swipe of the sword, this scorching energy was sent into the broken stream of the void.

Then he gritted his teeth and pulled out the chopsticks one by one, and said weakly: "Senior is amazing, he taught me the truth of being outnumbered in no time."

Elder Sang looked at him and fell silent.

outnumbered...

What on earth is this guy coming here for?

"May I have your name?"

he asked again.

"I said, the name is not important, the important thing is that you are drunk."

The slovenly man carefully inserted the blood-stained wooden chopsticks back into the chopstick holder, got up and thought for a while, then put down a piece of spirit coin, and said sincerely: "I've settled the debt for you, go away, there's no need to give another life. "

"Interesting, you are interesting."

Old Sang smiled: "You know the truth of being outnumbered, and there are tools under your feet, why don't you use them?"

As he spoke, he looked down and pointedly looked at the sack beside him.

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

The slovenly man pulled up the sack, and there was a "bang bang bang bang" sound from the inside.

He came to Sang Lao's table and stopped, sighed: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. I know how much I am, so there is no need to make a move."

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't beat it?"

Sang Lao sneered, "Where is the blood of young people? Where is it? In this regard, you are not even as good as my apprentice."

"young……"

The sloppy man groaned, then raised his four fingers, and said: "Some people look young, but their bodies are already crippled."

"same……"

He paused, stared deeply at the old man in front of him, and said: "Some people look healthy, but they are not strong on the outside, so I don't know."

"Hahaha!"

Elder Sang laughed loudly: "Weak birds will hesitate before preying, and be timid; real beasts will only choose to go forward!"

"Are you determined to die?"

The sloppy man was puzzled and said, "Isn't that an act of a stupid beast?"

"you think too much."

Elder Sang also patted the table and got up, was about to speak, but suddenly fell silent, turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window.

Above the sky, a beam of light from the spiritual formation soared into the sky.

In an instant, the air flow dispelled the clouds, as if the gods descended.

"Om—"

On the ten-mile long street, swords blared and chanted.

The curtain of the restaurant suddenly shook.

Even Xiaoer knows it at this moment.

According to the legend, Gou Wuyue, one of the Seven Sword Immortals who only seven people can get the title, has already arrived in Azure Dragon City.

"I should leave."

Sang Lao patted the sloppy man on the shoulder, "If you are young and promising, you should do more meaningful things, so..."

He looked at the attire of the person in front of him, shook his head and said with a smile, "No matter how similar the attire is, it won't be 'yes'!"

"Like I said, I was never 'like', I was just 'yes'!"

The sloppy man stared coldly, as if he was angry.

"it is good."

"You are 'yes', you continue to be 'yes', the old man will not argue with you, and there will be no date in the future."

Sang Lao passed him and walked to the door.

The sloppy man clenched his fists, "You can't go out!"

"The sky is big and the earth is big. It's just a wine shop, and it's not a cage. Why can't I get out?"

Elder Sang laughed.

With every step he took, his aura suddenly rose.

When they reached the door, the dilapidated wine shop was already rickety, as if it was about to collapse completely.

Xiao Er, who was hiding behind the curtain, was already stiff.

He listened to the whole process of this conversation.

Even if I can't understand sometimes, it doesn't affect the sentence said by the sloppy uncle in front.

now.

Seven Sword Immortal Gou Wuyue has arrived.

The old man wanted to choose to leave.

What do you want?

The answer is self-evident!

"My dear mother, boss, do you know who came to your dilapidated wine shop?"

"They... no, he, he actually wants to kill Wuyue Sword Immortal?"

"This, this, this mother, I want a job that can make a living. As for me, they won't silence me!"

"laugh!"

While thinking wildly, the door curtain suddenly snorted and was cut off.

Xiao Er was stunned.

He looked at the door curtain that was completely hanging on the ground, which should have been able to cover his lower body.

After realizing that the sword energy had just passed, his deception was useless.

Hesitatingly lowering the curtain, Xiao Er saw a scene he will never forget.

In the dilapidated restaurant, tables and chairs were floating, bowls and chopsticks were scattered, all floating in the void, bursting with infinite white sword energy.

And the point of all things, the target, is the old man with grass hat who has already walked to the door.

"Edict!"

The sloppy man chopped down with both fingers, and the pots and pans floating in the void suddenly slashed towards the old man's back.

"careful!"

Xiao Er screamed in his heart.

If someone is killed in the restaurant, let alone himself, the boss may not be able to escape the law enforcement of the Imperial Guards of Qinglong City.

Willingness to rescue.

But unable to recover.

Xiao Er fell limply to the ground.

...

"Your so-called outnumbered, after all, it's too late..."

Sang Lao turned his head silently, and slowly lifted the straw hat in the dark environment of the restaurant.

In the deep eye sockets, a little cold light bloomed, and then the white flames burned.

"Plop."

A slight sound resounded between the whistling of sword intent.

Just when the sound appeared, all the things that were lifted by the sword intent crashed to the ground.

But in front of the blood-colored clothes on the sloppy man's chest, suddenly white flames rekindled, enveloping his whole body in an instant.

"this is……"

The man was horrified.

Just now, he clearly swept away all of Bai Yan.

What, can this thing be re-ignited?

Myself, but half of the spiritual energy has never been used!

"Sword intent?"

Soon, his pupils shrank, and he fully understood what was going on.

What this white flame burns is not his spirit essence, or his physical body... but his sword intent!

"Do you not understand?"

Sang Lao laughed and shook his head, "Since you are here to stop this old man, why haven't you even found out what this old man's abilities are?"

"Ash shines on the flames of the sky, everything burns!"

As he said, the straw hat covered most of his face when he pressed it down.

And the white inflammation that was burning all over the scruffy man's body also followed this move, directly curled into his body, completely permeating his internal organs.

"Well!"

The man grunted, bleeding from his orifices.

Knowing Bai Yan's injury, he was on guard.

He still kept on saying.

Not only that, but Bai Yan, who could burn everything directly to ashes, entered his body, but blocked his spiritual essence, heaven, and even the control of his sword intent.

Others, no harm to the body!

"This guy, the manipulation of flames has reached such an exquisite level..."

The sloppy man fought desperately.

He wants to move.

But with a movement of the hand, the veins of the muscles and bones were burned off, and then re-fused.

As soon as the sword intent wanted to move, Bai Yan clung to the sword intent and burned to nothingness.

Heavenly Dao Qi wants to move...

Tianji can't get close to Bai Yan at all!

It is clear that Yan has already entered his body, but within a radius of several feet, the slovenly man found that he could not perceive even half of the energy of heaven.

"Just by the temperature, does everything evaporate?"

"Damn..."

despair.

Elder Sang withdrew his gaze and stepped across the threshold.

In the afternoon, the warm sun cast a long silhouette on the broken wall of the restaurant.

"Hi~"

After hiccupping, Elder Sang seemed to have just remembered something.

He looked back at the man who was completely curled up on the ground, twitching constantly, and said: "By the way, it seems that the old man hasn't answered your question about 'wine' yet..."

After a pause, Elder Sang sighed softly.

"Alcohol is not used to boost courage, it is really a murderous sword."

"On this point, you have never imitated even half of his essence."

"After all, he's already started drinking."

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