Chapter 3: Listen to it tomorrow and listen to it with a heavy heart, and make big plans according to the plan
"People, where are people?"
Cen Qiaofu climbed from the Pillar of Reincarnation to the Eighteenth Heaven, thinking of helping Xu Xiaoshou.
Unexpectedly, the enemy was not seen, and Xu Xiaoshou was darting around, as if he was looking for something.
From time to time, he would bend down and pick something up.
The landscape of the 18th level is indeed a bit unique. The space is fragmented and filled with an aura of ruin.
The earth is filled with pits, deep ditches and huge chasms, which are so bizarre that if you zoom in with holy thoughts and see...
What a coincidence!
Those deep pits are like enlarged versions of human footprints!
Cenqiaofu made a careful identification and his whole face changed:
"This must be the giant foot!"
"This is the battlefield!"
Where is the unique landform? Just look at the scattered residual fluctuations of the Holy Power and the broken Tao...
Xu Xiaoshou has already had a fight with the Half-Saint!
"call out."
Just as he was thinking about it, the young man in black who kept teleporting in front of him finally came to him.
He stared straight at the deep pit at his feet, and suddenly reached out to pat his arm:
"Give."
Cenjov quickly moved away. He didn't want to touch this hedgehog.
"Where are the people?"
In front of Xu Xiaoshou, he asked again.
There is no way, this guy just said that there are six enemies.
A Half Saint has appeared here, plus five Taixu. Even so, Xu Xiaoshou can handle it...
What if?
What if there is another half-saint lurking?
Seeing this boy pretending to be mute and not speaking, Cen Qiaofu became a little anxious: "What on earth are you looking for..."
The voice stopped suddenly.
Because Xu Xiaoshou used the spiritual thread as a net from an unknown depth under the ground to pull out a crystal gem the size of a fist.
"Half-holy person!"
Cenqiaofu's eyes suddenly gleamed, and he hurried forward to pick up the thing and look at it carefully.
In fact, the appearance of the semi-holy person is not the same, and even the size does not have a specific standard, but they are basically the same.
Especially the smell of pure holy power inside, which is impossible to copy.
Cenqiaofu only glanced at it and confirmed with surprise: "It's really a semi-holy person!"
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at him with drooped eyelids, "How can this thing be fake?"
"No!" Cenqiaofu shook his head, "I mean, this 18th level is indeed full of treasures. Can we dig out a semi-holy person?"
Xu Xiaoshou was silent.
"What's the benefit? If this happens, won't your master be able to be canonized in the ruins?" Cenkoufu muttered while stroking the treasure in his hand. He quickly remembered something, "By the way, where is the person you are talking about?"
Xu Xiaoshou was silent again, just staring at him.
"What do you think I did?" Cenchofu frowned. Just as he was about to say something more, his brows suddenly raised high.
He quickly lowered his head and glanced at the crystal gem in his hand, then looked up at Xu Xiaoshou in shock, and said in disbelief: "Kill, kill?"
Xu Xiaoshou: "What do you think?"
"no……"
"this!"
Cenjov was in a daze for a moment, suddenly speechless.
Half-Saint, I will kill you now, it will only take less than a quarter of an hour, right?
Although Xu Xiaoshou had told them to wait for half an hour in the first heaven before coming back.
But the situation was urgent, and this guy left in a hurry without explaining anything.
At that time, Cen Qiaofu only cooperated with the Water Ghost on the first level with Palace Master Bai Zhou to temporarily remove the influence of the evil god's power on Wu Xiu.
He asked the two of them to help watch for a while, and hurriedly went to heaven to help him fight.
Although this was delayed for a short while, it definitely took less than a quarter of an hour, right?
That's it……
The battle is over?
Half Saint, died so easily?
"No, no, no, there's something wrong!"
Cenjou himself is a half-saint and knows the strength of a semi-saint.
He stopped rubbing his hands and gently touched the semi-saint's figure with his palm.
Warm!
Is this the temperature I got on the plate, or should I say...
"Did you really kill him?"
Cen Qiaofu raised his eyes again, still unable to believe it.
How could a semi-saint die so easily? If nothing else, he would just talk about all kinds of weird ways to survive.
After the body is destroyed, there is a soul, and after the soul is destroyed, there is a will. This is not to mention that each family has its own abilities and can survive in various more bizarre ways.
It can be said……
It is easy to defeat, but difficult to kill. Unless it is completely crushed, people will not even be able to react, and they will be dead physically, mentally and spiritually!
Looking at Xu Xiaoshou's calm eyes, Cen Qiaofu seemed to have gotten the answer, and his hand holding the semi-saint became slightly weak.
He opened his mouth, but he couldn't ask any questions, so he could only change the topic:
"Where are the others? Didn't you say there were six?"
All the half-saints were killed.
Taixu, shouldn’t he be run away, right?
Thinking like this, he saw Xu Xiaoshou throw away the bag containing the God's Fate Star behind him, his chin raised, and there was no follow-up.
Wha, what do you mean?
Cen Qiaofu was really unsure about Xu Xiaoshou at this moment. He took a tentative step forward and stretched out his hand to indicate whether he needed to open it.
Xu Xiaoshou pressed his chin again.
Cenqiaofu knelt down in confusion, opened the bag with his own hands, and poured out the contents.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Amidst the sound of the gods' destiny stars rolling, several more fist-sized semi-saint figures came out.
Cen Qiaofu's mind buzzed for a moment. He turned around and looked at Xu Xiaoshou blankly, and all the sounds in his throat were lost.
…
"This, this is..."
The patterns on the rear light up one after another.
At this moment, more than ten intelligence officers of the Holy Slave had already walked out.
After Bai Zhou, Sang Lao, and Duanhou's water ghost all appeared, it meant that these were the only representatives of the saint slaves who were selected to ascend to the eighteenth heaven.
"Five more half-saints!"
At this moment, someone in the crowd was shouting.
Everyone looked at the semi-saint figure rolled on the ground covered in dust and discarded like worn out shoes. Their expressions were similar to Cenchofu's, and they were all dumbfounded.
"Am I falling into the illusion of swordsmanship?"
"Five, including the one in Elder Cen's hand, six half-saints?"
"Were they all killed by Master Shou? How long has it been since then?"
"Wait a minute, didn't Master Shou mention six Taixu before? How could it be six...half-saints?"
"No, he only said 'six'."
"You're wrong, he said, 'Don't worry, there are only six'."
Even the water ghost was stunned when he looked at Xu Xiaoshou.
A quarter of an hour……
No matter how weak he is, he is still a half-saint and has the most basic dignity.
Even the water ghosts are not sure that they can win any of the Five Realm Semi-Saints in such a short period of time.
Xu Xiaoshou did it, and it was still "six" at once!
what does that mean?
In addition to the fact that it may take time to adapt to the semi-saint's ability at first, after Xu Xiaoshou took action, he was almost instantly killed!
"How did you do it?"
Such questions linger in everyone's mind.
Bai Zhou also froze on the spot. In his impression, the last time Xu Xiaoshou killed a half-saint was when he killed a monster in the Yunlun Mountains, and he was still barely able to kill it.
It's been less than two months...
That’s outrageous!
Just before that, Bai Zhou actually didn't even want to call him "Master Shou".
For no other reason than it will make you look less valuable.
What is my status and what is his level?
Therefore, even with the cooperation on the first floor of the sky, he also hesitated and hesitated.
And now...
"impossible."
Bai Zhou shook his head silently, blinked hard, and looked at Xu Xiaoshou again.
The young man, who was so calm that he just flicked his sleeves and didn't do anything else, looked at others with his hands behind his back, without even a smug smile on his face.
Sparse and ordinary...
Bai Zhou read these four words and thought he was seeing Shen Yi, but after blinking again, he realized that he was not.
It’s just Xu Xiaoshou!
It’s Mr. Shou!
"Absolutely impossible, absolutely." Bai Zhou's eyes dazzled for a moment, and he felt as if he was being crushed and swallowed up by the back waves on the beach.
Mr. Sang was the first to recover from his petrified state. He frowned and stepped forward, staring at Xu Xiaoshou and asked:
"Who did you meet?"
Unlike others, Boss Fenqin thinks more.
This traitor may not necessarily have killed six half-saints so simply. It is possible that he encountered a special formation, or that Yue Gongli set up a trap for him.
Xu Xiaoshou kept his family treasures in mind: "One month old, one turtle, one talisman master, one mute, one..."
Mr. Sang raised his hand to signal to stop.
Xu Xiaoshou stopped counting his fingers.
Mr. Sang frowned and looked back at the water ghost.
The water ghost opened his lips with difficulty: "Zhongyu, Six-rayed Saint..."
"Yes, that's what they call themselves." Xu Xiaoshou nodded and said with a hint of worry, "Is there anything mysterious about it?"
It seemed that he had won too quickly, and he was afraid that this was a game.
Mr. Sang fell silent.
The water ghost then fell silent.
Everyone was silent for a while.
Except for Xu Xiaoshou, everyone present was familiar with the Six-ray Saint of the Central Region.
To say that Mr. Shou reported another name might slightly dilute the shock in their minds.
The level of the Six-rayed Saint of the Central Region is not low, and it should even be said that he is a strong player among the Semi-Saints!
If these six were to unite and target a single Half-Saint, it would be impossible for them to send it to them on their own initiative. It would be too expensive, and no one should have much confidence in being able to escape intact.
But for Master Shou...
"You are such a hedgehog!"
Cen Qiaofu finally accepted this fact, and felt quite sad when he looked at this young man who had pricked his hand with blood since the first time they met him in the spiritual palace.
That time and that day...
Today...
ah!
Cenjou couldn't express his mixed emotions in any words, he could only say "ah".
He looked at Xu Xiaoshou at the moment, feeling astonished as if he had met the Eight Masters for the first time.
The same is beyond words.
The same unparalleled elegance!
"Master Shou..."
Thirteen Taixu muttered to himself silently.
It was also until this point, when the former second-in-command of the Holy Slave Wu Xiu and the current second-in-command Shou Ye stood together, these Holy Slave intelligence officers looked again.
They no longer feel that the young one is arrogant and abrupt.
They no longer feel that the older one is a pity and helpless.
Everything became natural.
Even the first eight saint slaves are familiar with the past... Oh no, when the second-in-command position of the saint slaves was passed to Master Shou, and the young man's position was placed in front of the woodcutter and the water ghost, everyone had a sense of surprise.
, the voices of doubt all disappeared at this moment.
How do mortals understand the ten thrones?
As expected of the Eight Masters!
As expected of Shou Ye!
…
"Okay, take it away."
Sang Lao looked at Xu Xiaoshou speechlessly, who was still looking at something in the distance, and touched his hand behind his waist...
Not moved.
This kid doesn't seem to know what is enough?
When everyone comes back from being amazed, if he still behaves like this, it will only be counterproductive and make people feel embarrassed, right?
"Be admired, passive value, +16."
"Be admired, passive value, +16."
"..."
"Being slandered, passive value, +13."
"Being despised, passive value, +6."
"..."
The pop-up box in the information bar has indeed changed from positive to negative.
Unfortunately, there are too few people here, and there really isn't much improvement available.
But today, Xu Xiaoshou no longer simply enjoys the substantial increase in passive value.
After material desires are satisfied, people generally pursue high-level spiritual enjoyment.
For example, high-quality readers, high-quality picture books...
This will make people feel soul sublimated.
Yes, this is how Xu Xiaoshou feels now.
He only felt that his soul had been sublimated to a level of comfort just now under the baptism of more than ten admiring looks.
"Although there are not many people..."
"But taste comes from a niche, art is rooted in alley corners, and there are many people, so there is no such feeling."
Xu Xiaoshou tasted it again, looked sideways at Mr. Sang, and asked:
"Who is stronger, me or the God of Buddha City?"
Boom!
Mr. Sang gave Xu Xiaoshou a hard blow on the back of his head.
The latter just lowered his head, his hands were numb, his eyes flashed coldly and he said: "Do you have a lot of time?"
That's really not much... Xu Xiaoshou laughed and scratched his head, grabbing the semi-saint figure from Cen Qiaofu's hand:
"I'll give it to you. If you want, just ask and do this."
Mr. Sang was choked and speechless.
What does he mean by this?
"but……"
Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows with meaning and said: "The Eight Masters once told me not to use the status of a semi-saint to canonize a saint, even if it is a sword master."
Of course Mr. Sang knew what he was talking about. He glanced at the water ghost from the corner of his eye and said, "But not even him."
"Then, none of you can do it, only me can?" Xu Xiaoshou was amused again.
Regarding this point, Mr. Sang surprisingly did not refute it. Instead, he said calmly: "Maybe, ten of them will sit together."
Bai Zhou was stunned as he listened.
No, what kind of encryption language are you working on?
How come I know every word and every sound when you break it down, but if you put it together, you can’t figure out the meaning?
"You don't understand even if I tell you." Mr. Sang turned around.
"Even if I explain it, you still can't understand it." Xu Xiaoshou also joined in the fun.
Sang Lao glared at him fiercely again - he realized that the most powerful killing move against Xu Xiaoshou was actually just this.
"Don't interrupt!"
"You can kill the Six-pointed Saint. Now your wings are really hard. Tell me, what are your plans next?"
He already looked like he had given up everything.
He didn't care that if this traitor really did something about the aftermath, his title as the second-in-command of the Saint Slaves would really become "the former" and he would never come back.
The people waiting beside him, except for the white-coated man and the empty-headed Cen Qiaofu, obviously intuitively read the feeling of relief from Wuxiu's words.
On the contrary, Xu Xiaoshou didn't notice anything, and subconsciously wanted to lie down and let Mr. Sang and the water ghost rush to him.
Anyway, I am only responsible for the combat power part now. I can just position myself in the same position as Cenchov.
But then I thought about it...
There are some things that Mr. Sang and Water Ghost really can't do nowadays.
Xu Xiaoshou touched the void with his hand, and a spatial mirror appeared, saying:
"After I killed the Six-Gang Saint, I immediately looked for the location of Shen Yi, but I couldn't find it."
The Mysteries of Space have not been able to find Shen Yi. Does this mean that he is no longer in this realm?
Everyone was thoughtful and soon looked shocked.
Thirty-third heaven?
"Continue." Mr. Sang frowned and made no comment.
Xu Xiaoshou then said again:
"We do not rule out the possibility that God may also enter a special secret realm."
"But I think there is a high probability that he will not look for it, and he will not be passively trapped and unable to come out."
"His temperament, since he is aiming at the Holy Strain of Diying, he will just continue to fight without thinking."
"That is to say, there is a high probability that he really went to the 33rd heaven, because I didn't find anything like a dark forest in this heaven."
The water ghost nodded when he heard the sound, and thought about it and said: "Yu ascends to the third realm and can see his true name... Then by this time, he should have met Ran Ming and received the inheritance, and the relic of the gods should be closed."
"Yes." Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands, "But no."
Mr. Sang met the traitor's gaze and said, "Continue."
You also fish, right?
Xu Xiaoshou didn't push the question back because he knew a little more than Sang Lao and Water Ghost.
"When Yue Gongli and I were in the Dark Court, he revealed something..."
"The destiny of the ancestor god is most likely gone."
"Even the inheritance of Ranming, judging from his tone and performance, he is not optimistic about it."
"Yue Gongli can't believe it, even if what you see is very real." Water Ghost reminded.
"I know, but this is a kind of..." Xu Xiaoshou squinted and considered for a long time.
Everyone listened attentively, expecting Mr. Shou to give a wonderful explanation, so they listened to him:
"intuition."
Xu Xiaoshou raised his head with piercing eyes: "The sixth sense from men!"
"Being slandered, passive value, +16."
However, Mr. Sang suddenly thought of the road map of Yi, and actually agreed: "Continue."
Even the half-saints have a whim!
At this time, everyone thought of the sixth sense from Master Shou's funny performance, and there should be a word that is more in line with actual ability to guess correctly.
Xu Xiaoshou stopped mentioning these and asked instead:
"I want to know how Rao Wangze killed our people during the few days I was practicing?"
"I can't find any trace of him in the first heaven, including this one."
This is by no means an exaggeration.
Xu Xiaoshou really didn't think Rao Wang could conceal his whereabouts despite his ability, even if he was the Holy Emperor.
Now I am...
Although he does not have the name of Holy Emperor, what is the difference between him and Holy Emperor?
Hearing this, the faces of everyone around him darkened, and Bai Zhou said angrily:
"Why does the Holy Emperor need a method to kill people?"
"Of course he doesn't need to come in person. He only needs a thought and decrees the rules to make you...our people suddenly die one person a day."
Death suddenly?
Therefore, when Rao Wangze killed our people, you couldn't even find where they were or how they took action?
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head, his eyes flashing.
He no longer considered what he was talking about, and directly came to his own conclusion:
"Let me tell you, the Holy Plant of Di Ying, the true name of Ran Ming, the God, the Holy Emperor of Wanze, all the factors that can really affect the overall situation are in the thirty-third heaven at this moment."
This statement is so sure that people subconsciously want to question it, even the water ghost is no exception.
After thinking about it for a while, he stopped talking again and only looked at Wu Xiu.
I thought that Wuxiu would at least say "How can I see it?", but I never thought that this guy would nod his head:
"you're right."
"Being affirmed, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiao was encouraged and said again:
"Rao Wangze, since he covets me, I mentioned the name of the Holy Emperor many times this time, but he ignored me... He is really in danger."
"At least I am the World Tree. If I want to inherit the inheritance of Ranming, and if I want to reach the ancestral god, then I must be like the spirit of the ancestor of heaven, and try my best to prevent the Holy Emperor from intervening in my rule of the realm under my jurisdiction."
"So, even if he can come in, he may not be in perfect condition!"
Speaking of this, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes brightened, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Everyone was frightened.
Look at this posture, killing half a saint is not enough, Master Shou also sets his sights on the Holy Emperor?
"Then let's..."
Cen Qiaofu was also shocked and came to his senses, thinking that Xu Xiaoshou was going to lead everyone to ascend to the 33rd heaven, and if anyone found out who was lying, the Holy Emperor would execute him on the spot.
"us……"
"Of course don't worry about them!"
Xu Xiaoshou moved his hand again, and the picture on the space mirror switched, and an ancient plaque appeared:
"They do what they do, and we do what they do... Do you see this thing?"
Everyone looked up and saw four big words on the plaque: Siming Temple!
"What?" Someone from behind said hesitantly.
Xu Xiaoshou chuckled: "I have used my hands and feet with the God-killing Order..."
"Kill the temple?" Sang Lao finally showed a look of shock.
The water ghost also gained a little bit, but he warned aloud: "Yue Gong... he is more than one step ahead of us, I'm afraid he has a plan!"
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head indifferently, and with another touch of his hand, the spatial mirror was divided into more than twenty pieces.
On each piece, there is a figure with a vague face.
No one can see clearly.
At this moment, everyone knows that each and every person who appears is a semi-saint!
"Master Shou..."
For a moment, the saint slaves were all horrified.
Even the way Bai Zhou looked at Xu Xiaoshou was a little more fearful.
Semi-saints are sentient and very sensitive!
Xu Xiaoshou used a spatial mirror to locate them. These people didn't even feel anything, so his ability...
oh.
The secret of space, that’s okay.
Xu Xiaoshou knew what the water ghost was worried about, but he also knew that no one had gotten over the habit of being passively beaten.
He didn't say anything, but slowly bent down and picked up the scattered semi-saint figures one by one from the ground.
Every time you pick one up, the eyes of the people around you change.
From fear, to nervousness, to anticipation, to excitement, to excitement...
"Crack."
Finally, Xu Xiaoshou stuffed all five semi-saints into the water ghost's arms, raised his head and looked into his eyes, and said sonorously: