I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

The mountains and forests are quiet, and the white clothes walk slowly.

"careful."

Lin Ruohuan transmitted the sound carefully, sweating a little on his forehead.

Tong Feng was even more cautious, using his spirit energy to soften his strength with every step he took, not even daring to trample on dead branches or leaves.

In the quiet mountain forest, the two in white clothes groped forward step by step, even the palms of their hands were starting to get wet without realizing it.

suddenly.

"Boom~"

A soft sound broke the silence.

Lin and Tong turned around in unison.

"who!"

Tong Feng's roar was like thunder, it seemed that this was the only way to suppress the fear in his heart.

The two turned their heads to explore.

But not far away, a small yellow flower that was more than half withered and yellow trembled slightly, as if nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, the flower bone was filled with aura and bloomed again.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

From the sides and all sides, there were similar sounds in the sparse places.

As soon as Lin Ruohuan let go of his spiritual thoughts, he saw the dead flowers and weeds around him, and each plant seemed to be reborn, blooming brightly again.

"This is……"

He was startled, and before he had time to explain, Tong Feng on one side had already shouted:

"Flower Fragrant Hometown?!"

It is true that in this silent mountain forest, there is no one in white clothes, nor anyone else who can master such a poetic attack method, except for the saint slave Haitang whom I saw in the picture earlier.

"Haitanger, the eight masters?"

The hearts of the two were all aghast.

The last scene they saw on the Wuming Mountain in the east corner of the Eighth Palace was that the Eighth Sword Immortal was going to make a move, but was knocked unconscious by the defenseless Hai Tang, and even kidnapped everyone.

Now, the strange scenery of Huaxiang, the Eighth Sword Immortal, can it be far behind?

"I'm calling someone!"

With trembling hands, Tong Feng took out the alarm bead and was about to crush it.

"Don't do your work in vain."

A peaceful voice came from a distance in the forest: "You know this is the hometown of Huaxiang, but you still think that this alarm bead can work?"

Tong Feng's fingers froze on the spot, his body froze in mid-air, and he couldn't even walk.

yes!

The Hometown of Flower Fragrance... that is the realm of the reprinted version of Qiduban.

At that time, all the white clothes in the battle were trapped, and only Senior Wuyue was able to break through. Tong Feng felt that his fingers were weak for a while.

This alarm bead is useless if crushed.

Doesn't that mean that it is impossible for the two of them to have contact with the white-clothed army?

Lin Ruohuan glanced down, her heart sank to the bottom.

There are not many alarm beads, and a two-person team only has one.

If you really want to look at it this way, if you don't go to the hometown of Huaxiang first, pinch this thing, it is tantamount to suicidal!

The two looked at each other, and they all saw the despair in each other's eyes.

"keep it."

Lin Ruohuan said.

The other party only trapped the two of them, but did not choose to kill them, which means that there may not be a chance of survival.

After all, that is the person who once crushed an era!

He doesn't need to be as knowledgeable as a junior like Ji.

only……

"The Eighth Sword Immortal and Haitanger, why did they appear here?"

"Senior Wuyue, where did you chase him?"

Lin Ruohuan didn't dare to think too much.

In this situation, he didn't even dare to distract himself. As soon as such thoughts came up, he was discarded. Then he looked into the distance and called out softly:

"The Eighth Sword Immortal?"

Tong Feng glanced at him in surprise.

But I heard that in this situation where I was so nervous that I was about to die, Lin Ruohuan's call was three points frightened, and the remaining seven points were all surprises.

"This is the fanatic of the Eighth Sword Immortal..."

Tong Feng was desperate.

...

"come over."

The ethereal voice no longer falls from all directions, but has a specific source.

The two men in white looked away for a moment, but they saw two figures not far away from the mountains and forests.

One is wearing a dusty white shirt, even though the white shirt is already stained with blood,

But his demeanor, which looks like a banished fairy, is still like a lotus in an empty valley, peacefully alone in this mountain forest.

Begonia!

Lin Ruohuan had seen this face in the atrium scene on Wuming Mountain.

He never thought that the encounters in life were so miraculous.

Only when he broke away from the main force, he bumped into a real person himself!

Look down.

Under the Begonia who was leaning against the old tree, sat a scruffy man in a desperate state.

Oiled hair and unshaven beard.

Don't look at anything else, just the shocking scar on this guy's neck, and the eight fingers that are lightly picking up dead leaves...

"The Eighth Sword Immortal!"

It was really hard for Lin Ruohuan to describe how she was feeling at the moment.

Obviously it should be a state of despair, but for no reason there is a burst of heartbeat.

The living Eighth Sword Immortal, the living miracle, the living...

Belief!

"come over."

The eight gods didn't raise their heads, but knocked their elbows on their knees.

The only remaining eight-finger tearing leaf was tearing very slowly, methodically and slowly.

It seems that he has been waiting for the two of them at this moment for a long, long time.

"past!"

Lin Ruohuan tightened her spirit sword, bumped Tong Feng with her shoulder, her chest was raised high, "If you die, you must die with dignity!"

"I……"

Tong Feng rolled his hands and glanced at the alarm bead, put it away exhausted, and closed his eyes in pain.

Damn Jiangbian Yan, I said that the alarm beads are useless.

You see!

You don't even need to pinch.

They didn't kill anyone when they met each other, but directly trapped them to death!

This broken bead is useless!

...

"Pounding!"

"Pounding!"

Xu Xiaoji was in a panic at the moment, the kind of panic with his heart beating wildly.

Looking at the two white clothes walking quickly on the dry branches in the distance, even his calves began to tremble.

Turning into a begonia, half leaning on the ancient wood, is not a pretentious gesture.

It's really because of not leaning on it like this, Xu Xiaoji guessed that he would not be able to hold on, and fell to the ground directly!

"Cut the road..."

"throne……"

"It's all in white clothes!"

Xu Xiaoji was about to cry.

This damned Great Demon King Xu!

I knew it……

I knew that the Great Demon King Xu told me to come out, there must be nothing good!

It doesn't matter if it turned into a straw hat before and has four swords.

It's just a dead thing, nothing to act on.

But now, you have made me such a big living person that I want to act with you, fooling around with two white robes, a throne, and a beheading?

Even if Big Demon King Xu had spoken, he insisted that he only needed to take one shot, and he didn't need to say the rest of the sentence.

But, also panic!

It oozes panic!

Xu Xiaoji couldn't even believe that these two bastards on the opposite side believed that these small changes around them would be the legendary "Flower Fragrance Hometown".

That's just the miscellaneous flowers and weeds that have been revived again after Xu Xiaoshou irrigated the fountain of life in the Yuan Mansion by himself with some power of the throne!

Here, there is not even a single crabapple...

On the other side, how could you believe it?

"I don't even have a boundary, so I just watered a few flowers and plants. Can't they see that there is no boundary here?"

"They, are they showing off! Or is Demon King Xu casting spells?"

Xu Xiaoji moved his eyes down and saw Xu Xiaoshou, but was terrified by the latter's glance back, and hurriedly concealed the flickering eyes, and turned his eyes to the void.

no focus.

I can't see.

watermelon.

It's all watermelon.

White clothes or something...

Oh, it doesn't exist!

...

Xu Xiaoshou calmly watched the two men in white clothes half-run, and bit the tip of his tongue again to keep his feet from shaking.

"It worked."

"The first step is fooling around, and it is considered a success."

Yuanfu's fountain of life is too powerful.

Just use the disappearing technique to fly around and sprinkle it at will, and you can create an effect similar to the hometown of flowers.

Although some flowers can't be sprinkled, they still look a little wilted.

Those weeds that were not evenly watered also had no follow-up after a tremor.

It doesn't matter!

Big drop wood has a relationship!

Bai Yi should pay attention to him, then they must be able to spy on the situation of the battle just now from somewhere, they know that Haitang'er was injured.

"Huaxiang's hometown has been weakened, which also proves that Haitang'er is still injured."

"And no boundaries appear..."

joke!

Haitang'er and other realms seem to be covered, so that others will notice the existence of the realm?

If the boundary of the realm is really to be noticed, then its name should not be "The Hometown of Flowers and Fragrances of the Realm", but "Flowers, Flowers and Grass".

"coming?"

It wasn't until the two men in white faced each other that the old monk Xu Xiaoshou sat down, slowly raised his eyes, and glanced at the two of them indifferently.

If someone else came over, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the guts to play such a big scene.

But at the moment.

Xu Xiaoshou's greatest certainty in his heart was that this white man named Lin Ruohuan was a sword repairman.

At the same time, the other party is a fanatical obsessive member of the Eight Masters!

Generally speaking, such a two-person team must have a captain.

Obviously, Tong Feng, who was cultivated as a throne, must listen to Lin Ruohuan, who is cultivated as Zhan Dao.

And Lin Ruohuan may be in a calm state of mind on weekdays.

But this group of people either didn't move, or they saw their idols, and their hearts were definitely surging.

Such a small mood swing was enough to make him ignore many details.

In the preconceived situation, in the situation where Ba Zunfan and Haitanger have already appeared on the stage...

A small change of flowers and plants, the other party can directly substitute it into a weakened version of the hometown of flowers and fragrances.

Even if he has doubts in his heart...

There must be doubts!

But Xu Xiaoshou is not afraid.

Along the way, he kept relying on the information board to figure out people's hearts, and then overthrew other people's doubts step by step.

...

"The eighth... the eight masters?"

Lin Ruohuan looked a little excited. Although he was already trying his best to suppress it, even if Xu Xiaoshou didn't use the information column, he could clearly see it.

The other party's subconscious honorific title, reflected in the direct name after the confrontation...

"Conclusion: He's messed up!"

Take another look at the information bar:

"Respected, passive value, +1."

"Be in awe, passive value, +1."

"Conjecture, passive value, +2."

guess...

Xu Xiaoshou thought that the two of them would not have the guts to speculate on their identities so quickly. What they were probably speculating was why he was waiting for them here.

"sit."

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand kindly, seeing that the two of them were a little restless, they spoke very slowly and calmly, and said in a calm tone: "I gave you a reminder earlier, but since you didn't choose to call people at that time, now, sit down and talk?"

Tong Feng glanced at Lin Ruohuan.

Lin Ruohuan did not respond.

In another time, maybe he would really sit down and seize this precious opportunity to have a discussion with the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal.

But at this moment, even if he was excited, he could tell right from wrong.

The two sides are currently hostile!

"Don't be cautious."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced past the two in white, glanced at Haitang'er, and said unintentionally, "I'm here to wait for someone, maybe it's not you, but as long as it's in white, that's fine."

Xu Xiaoji's eyes trembled, and he continued to stare blankly into the distance.

don't be shy...

What is the structure of your heart, the Great Demon King Xu?

In this case, you call me "don't be cautious"?

I am a half-assed throne, and you are a mere innate talent, how dare you come out with such a big fanfare and a high-sounding appearance to fool people?

This is what most people dare not think about!

If you really want to think about it in this direction, I'm afraid it will be a temptation...

The world outside is uncertain, you and I are dead horses!

"eighth……"

"eight……"

Lin Ruohuan opened his mouth twice, and every time he felt that his title was not quite right.

The Eighth Sword Immortal can't be called, it's too humble.

Ba Zunfu, he couldn't call out, how can I ask the sword cultivator of the Eastern Region, which one dares to stand in front of Ba Zunfu and call him by his name?

"senior!"

Finally, he said the most convenient address in the spirit refining world, and asked: "Senior called us here, why?"

Tong Feng immediately became alert, his body tensed up to the extreme, as if he were a prey about to counterattack.

Xu Xiaoshou chuckled.

"Don't be nervous, as I said, I don't like killing people now."

In a word, three people are nervous.

Xu Xiaoji almost couldn't help but collapsed.

How dare you speak!

Can you kill it?

In this world, I, Xu Xiaoji, will not accept anyone, but I will obey you, the big heart of the Great Demon King Xu!

"Brother Lin..."

Tong Feng's eyes wandered, he hesitated for a while, and in a very low voice, he said via voice transmission: "It seems that there is something wrong."

His attention was not entirely on the Eighth Sword Immortal in front of him.

Unlike Lin Ruohuan, he didn't want to die on the so-called "glory" of most sword cultivators, so he put more spiritual thoughts around him, trying his best to find the flaws in Huaxiang's hometown.

However, this realm...

It's too natural!

Can't find any flaws at all!

Look at the flowers, the grass...

It's as if it was born here and no one has transplanted it.

Even if it is in full bloom, it will bloom again according to the withered appearance before, although it is not as coquettish and full of flowers in the picture seen in Wuming Mountain.

but……

The control of this power is too perfect!

"What's wrong?"

Lin Ruohuan secretly asked through voice transmission.

Tong Feng secretly glanced at Haitang'er leaning on the ancient tree.

The other party's eyes are so firm and profound.

Even from the time when the two of them came here to now, they have never even blinked.

It was as if he hadn't been injured at all.

But looking down, the scarlet body all confirmed the fact that this guy had trapped all the white clothes in the Eight Palaces with Huaxiang's hometown at that time, and then was broken by Gou Wuyue.

"Hai Tang'er's strength is too perfect, it's too perfect..."

Tong Feng hesitated for a moment, but still said: "You should know better than me how strong Senior Wuyue is."

"Haitang'er was broken into the realm by Senior Wuyue. Generally speaking, at this point in time, he barely recovers. How could he still condense such a flawless realm?"

"I am in it, and I can't even spy half of the fluctuations of the Dao of Heaven."

"This realm is so open, it's like..."

Tong Feng's voice was full of awe: "It's as if he didn't open the border and we are still in this mountain forest... It's like an antelope hanging horns, no trace to be found!"