I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

　　 In the legend, there is a sword technique that travels in the sky: Seven Swords in the Sky!

　　 When this style of swordsmanship turned out, the strongest sword immortal in the world, Yutu, was the former head of the Temple of Seven Swords Owl, and then he was hidden from the world and passed on as a good story.

　　 Later generations watched the "Xingtian Seven Swords" and created the "White Cloud Sword Technique".

　　 Of course, the grade is lowered by dozens of ranks.

　　 This is just an ordinary acquired skill!

　　 "White Cloud Sword Technique" is included in the Lingzang Pavilion of Tiansang Ling Palace, with a total of 13 swords.

　　 At that time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was of average aptitude, exhausted all his life learning, and finally, within three years, learned the first sword: Bai Yun Youyou!

　　 This is the first spiritual skill he has mastered in his life, and it is the only one...

　　 Well, to be precise, it is one-third of the formula!

　　 When his mind was swallowed by darkness and he felt a huge earthquake from the sky and the earth, Xu Xiaoshou saw that "Tibetan Suffering" took him to the cloud with a sound.

　　 He cut out with a sword, and the white clouds scattered away leisurely, and then gathered together leisurely.

　　 has no beginning and no end, immortality and immortality.

　　In a short time, endless sword styles came into my mind, and countless insights poured in.

　　 He recalled every night when he was startled and practiced hard with the sword in the courtyard.

　　 stab, cross, pick, cut...

　　 That is the most basic basic skill, that is blood and sweat, every move and every style of that cost energy seems to be integrated at this moment.

　　 Xu Xiaoshou looked at the white cloud in front of him and closed his sword.

　　 At this moment, there was a sword light slowly moving across the horizon, criss-crossing, seeming to come leisurely, but in fact it came in an instant.

　　 The white clouds turned into fragments, and the sky collapsed into dust.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Xu Xiaoshou woke up abruptly, dressed coarsely, and as he moved, his clothes turned into pieces and withered before him, like white clouds in an illusion.

　　 He lowered his head, "Hidden Suffering" in his hand, seemed to be jumping for joy, making a crisp sword sound.

and so……

　　 "What's the situation?"

　　 Xu Xiao was stunned, he inserted the passive key in, the key disappeared, he entered the sword-inspired white cloud illusion, and hooked out the most painful scene in his heart.

　　I have practiced for three years, only a thirteenth-style Baiyun sword technique...

　　 This is the acquired swordsmanship!

　　 How inferior is the aptitude to achieve such a difficult achievement? Is it painful?

　　 Xu Xiaoshou calmed down. He hid his memories deep, and quickly looked at the information bar. This thing is definitely related to the passive key.

　　 The new line seems to be updated:

　　 "Get proficient passive skills: Sword Mastery!"

　　Proficient type?

　　 Swordsmanship?

　　 Xu Xiaoshou is stupid. Is this a product of "One more spoonful"?

　　 I really have a passive technique that may be the most impressive? Or the kind that comes with special effects?

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 Xu Xiaoshou finally couldn't help but burst into swearing. Has Ou Huang's possession come true?

　　 "Swordsmanship..."

When I heard the name 　　, it was bullish and boisterous. It was higher than those "strong" and "sharp".

　　 With such a monotonous name for the passive system, a passive skill that is higher than the daily noun can emerge. One can imagine how terrifying this "swordsmanship" is.

not to mention……

　　 Reminiscent of the illusion of white clouds, Xu Xiao was so excited that he trembled.

　　 Could it be that I have mastered the sword moves and knowledge in the illusion?

　　Because it is a passive technique, every time it appears, it is silent and imperceptible. If it weren't for Xu Xiaoshou deliberately pondering, he would hardly find his own changes.

　　 He looked at the "hidden suffering" in his hand, buzzing.

　　 It is very excited!

　　 Xu Xiaoshou clearly and strongly felt that this was the "hidden suffering" of dead things. At this moment, he was very excited, even excited!

try it?

　　 Xu Xiaoshou flashed this thought in his mind, so he closed his eyes and recalled the sword technique in the illusion that shattered the clouds.

　　 His breathing gradually fell silent, and he felt that he was floating in the air.

　　 ethereal, clear, clear...

　　 What a magical feeling.

　　 The next moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was transformed into a cloud, the white cloud is long and picturesque.

　　 When the wind rises in summer, the white clouds disappear!

　　 Xu Xiaoshou felt that he needed to play a sword.

　　 So he drew out his sword, unconsciously drew it out with a sword, which was extremely obscure, but suddenly he shuttled back and forth.

　　 With a long sword, the bleak evening breeze blows away the fallen leaves.

　　 嗤嗤嗤!

　　A scene in the illusion reappeared, and countless swords of light came leisurely, but it was instantly densely packed in the room.

　　 Mingming cut out at a very slow speed, but disappeared at a very fast speed.

　　 Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes.

　　 Boom!

　　 The houses made of red-hearted wood are turned into pieces and fallen into pieces.

　　 嘭嘭嘭!

　　 As soon as he raised his head, the fragments of red heart wood in the sky smashed down, built a wooden grave, and buried him in it.

　　 "Fuck!"

"what's the situation?"

　　……

　　 In a narrow and cramped room, a round wooden table, three men.

　　 Xiao Qixiu sat upright, except that the sword on his back had been placed on his knees at this time. He shook his head seriously: "I don't drink!"

　　 "It's not that you don't know that real swordsmen are not drunk, only drunk swords. Drinking alcohol will only mess up my mind. If things go on like this, my sword will not be allowed.

　　 The housewarming chirp sprayed the wine on the face of the opposite old man, and he was immediately embarrassed: "Uh, not intentional."

　　 He turned his head to look at Xiao Qixiu, and smirked for a while: "It seems that you can make great progress in kendo without drinking?"

　　 Xiao Qixiu smiled faintly: "I have indeed improved."

　　 He turned his head and looked at the old man who was wiping his face: "Old Sang is back this time, but is he planning to live long?"

　　 There are still a few grasses on the old man's head. He glared at the housewarming and drank his glass.

　　 "Stay for a while longer!"

　　 He looked at the empty wine glass, and suddenly said, "You can be drunk as well as sword!"

　　 Xiao Qixiu just wanted to refute, the old man said again: "It's a pity, you can't do it, otherwise the Eighth Sword Immortal will be yours..."

　　 One of the housewarmings couldn't hold back, and laughed out: "Hip hop, hop, hop..."

　　 Xiao Qixiu: "..."

　　 At this moment, the sword on his knee hummed, shaking violently.

　　 The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

　　 Xiao Qixiu grabbed the humming sword and listened to it. He suddenly saw everything nearby in his mind.

　　 Tiansang Ling Palace, outer courtyard.

　　 The evening breeze is slowly, and a disciple is walking with a sword in his arms, comprehending life.

　　 Suddenly, the sword in his arms became restless, trying to break free of his arms.

　　 He was shocked and hurriedly held his sword, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com found that everyone around him, as long as they were sword repairers, all suffered the same.

　　 "铿——"

　　The sound of the sword sounded everywhere, and it was evenly connected into one piece, resounding through the small half of the outer courtyard.

"what's the situation?"

　　 All the disciples were dumbfounded.

　　"The sword mingled for a mile, the sword intent of the day after tomorrow?" The old man said lightly.

"Ok!"

　　 Xiao Qixiu nodded, got up immediately, exclaimed:

　　 "Unexpectedly, there will be another disciple in the outer courtyard who has cultivated the sword intent of the Hou Tian, ​​plus the two spiritual congenitals discovered before and one innate physical body. The quality of this year's outer courtyard disciples is really extraordinary."

　　 "The flesh is born?"

　　 The old man was surprised, even put down the wine glass, as if thinking about something.

　　 Immediately, he said: "I remember the sword intent that appeared last time, it's Su Qianqian girl!"

　　 "Well, innate sword intent." He added.

　　 Xiao Qixiu looked impatient, but still replied:

　　 "Su Qianqian is incomparable. She is a true genius. The existence of one of the twenty-one famous swords in the mainland in her hand makes me coveted."

　　 "Don't pretend, let's go and take a look!" Elder Qiao also stood up on the side, "Obviously, I can't hold it anymore, and I insist on staying here."

　　 Xiao Qixiu touched his head awkwardly.

　　 The old man smiled and said, "Go!"

　　 The two rushed out.

　　 "啧啧……"

　　 The old man still looks calm, it seems that the acquired sword intent is not enough to arouse his interest.

　　 He drank the rest of the flask, picked up the straw hat behind him, put it on his head, took the crutches behind the door, and left slowly.

　　 After a long time, he came back, closed the door and left again.