In fact, it is not just the Eight Masters half a year ago and the Huachang Deng that have changed color.
When Xu Xiaoshou returned from the state of virtual ancestor transformation that day, he was also shocked by what he realized.
"The name is passive..."
Ba Zunzhen's unconscious words seemed to pierce the last veil in his heart that blocked his own path.
Xu Xiaoshou has long wanted to practice Taoism.
In other words, his Tao does not need to be cultivated, and what he should do is actually "comply with the Tao".
Based on his passive skills, it can be said that he has no shortcomings in his whole body.
There is no defense against it, and it is as difficult to kill as an iron bucket!
Let's put it this way, even if any one of the ten players were chosen, their development in all aspects would probably not be as good as Xu Xiaoshou, a hexagonal warrior.
But there is one thing, no matter how much Xu Xiaoshou stretches, he can't compare to the real ten seats.
It's like loving the common people and being forced to do it, you can really use the "Void Ancestor Transformation" and shoot a few arrows up and down the ladder to heaven.
Ten thrones, each with its own skills!
Even Gou Wuyue, who has always been inconspicuous and has a mediocre record, is only comparing himself with the other Nine Lords.
His way, at the level of intention, is also of extremely high character.
No one can be sure that if Gou Wuyue forcefully opens the mysterious door, he will follow in the footsteps of Guyu, or he will attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven.
After all, the two are not at the same level in terms of understanding and life training.
And even Xiang Yaoyao has mastered the great summoning technique. Her skill is not superior to herself, but superior to the god behind her.
It looks ridiculous, and that's enough.
"What about me?"
Shortly after he stopped loving the people, Xu Xiaoshou asked himself this question.
He knew that the opponents he would face in the future might not be as talented as Ai Cangsheng, but their actual combat prowess would probably surpass them.
Semi-Saint, Holy Emperor, Ancestral God.
There are always three levels, from low to high.
If you just stay comfortable in the present, it is tantamount to committing suicide slowly.
Xu Xiaoshou then summarized the methods at his disposal and found that they were too average.
Each of his ways is independent.
Passive skills are passive skills, ancient swordsmanship is ancient swordsmanship, the ancient martial arts is neither fish nor fowl, and the spirit refining is only slightly touched.
"I have enough cards to save my life."
"But at the output level, it is only on par with my life-saving means, which is far from enough and cannot meet the standard of 'one skill'."
"No matter how many passive skills I draw, no matter how powerful the awakening skills I find, no matter how many avenues I open... the upper limit is there. If I can't break through nine-tenths of the cage, I can't achieve 'transcendence'.
"
"Soldiers are more valuable than finesse, so they still need to specialize in one skill and excel in it. Only then can they be able to suppress all kinds of monsters in this era."
It is like an iron barrel, and its pieces are all long boards.
This is high praise for others, but if it falls on a genius, it is "without any bright spots."
"And what I have come into contact with and mastered..."
"On the level of output, the only thing that can transcend the shackles is ancient swordsmanship."
But the ancient swordsmanship is step-by-step. As long as you can become a saint, you should be able to reach the level of Holy Emperor and Ancestral God.
It's roughly equivalent to being able to walk the same path as the Sword God.
Then among the ten ancestors, enter the "reincarnation of the fourth ancestor" at the lowest level, and enter the strange circle of "prison cage" again?
——Not to mention that it is not as good as the evil spirits from two to one, this is not even comparable to the second ancestor of the holy medicine.
Of course, what we are referring to here is not the combat effectiveness, but the level of intention.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't want it to be just like this.
Now he also knows that whether Bazun Shu, Gou Wuyue, or other ancient sword cultivators, they all know that the path of the Sword Ancestor can't get out of the prison, so they are all looking for another way.
Oh, except Rao Yaoyao.
She did choose the safest path, but unfortunately it seems that she also took the wrong path.
This is the world of genius!
Finding another path is extremely dangerous for ordinary people. It falls on geniuses to be the most likely way to achieve overtaking in corners.
No matter how successful they are now, what they want to surpass is the ancestral god.
"If you read the sword successfully, it is the most likely way to surpass the Sword God. After all, you are standing on the shoulders of the Sword God to find the way forward."
"But Kui Leihan's second-generation Shenshen Nian has undergone six changes, which shows that the Sword Nian should not be limited to this, it should have the possibility of going further."
Ever since, Xu Xiaoshou went to the Eight Masters to inquire about "Beyond the Sword Mind".
Above the sword thought, questioning was fruitless.
But the unexpected reward is that I got a "name"!
"The name is passive..."
What moved Xu Xiaoshou greatly was not only the way of name, but also the existence itself that was incomparably consistent with his own way, as if tailor-made.
This sentence can explain "passive system" in the most straightforward way.
Whether it is "being surprised", "being admired", "being disgusted"...
This series of "passive gains" are then converted into passive values, and then you can add points to yourself.
When viewed from the perspective of "name", this process is no longer "creating something out of nothing", but "equivalent exchange".
"Every time I am 'received', I am deepening my own name in the impression of others, and the 'passive value' after being named, can be used to nourish myself just like the aura can nourish the famous sword?"
But how do you explain that in your passive system, there are not only swordsmanship, but also all kinds of weird things?
Those who cook, those who paint...
Similar to ancient martial arts, similar to magic...
Everything that should be there is there; everything that shouldn't be there is there?
After thinking for a long time to no avail, Xu Xiaoshou once again suppressed his thoughts on the "passive system".
At least the conclusion he got from the broken turntable along the way was "no malice", and that was enough.
And since the way of name is so consistent with the self.
In the passive system, stronger resources cannot be squeezed out for a short period of time.
In the past six months, Xu Xiaoshou certainly did not give up on acquiring passive values. Although he basically did not spend much in the future, he could be considered to have reached the limit.
"Passive value:999999999."
One billion!
To put it more strictly, there is only one mosquito bite left to reach one billion!
This was the first time that Xu Xiaoshou touched the upper limit of his passive value, and it also made him realize something that may or may not be true:
"The passive system may be reaching its limit."
If this help is given, the final upper limit is when oneself canonize a saint, and then push it to the ordinary realm of the ten ancestors.
It seems enough.
It’s also a prison!
Xu Xiaoshou was not in a hurry to be canonized, and even gave up on spending his passive points.
After asking about the eight masters, he did not hesitate for long before he made up his mind to treat himself as a beginner again and cultivate his reputation.
He saw the guarantee.
He wanted to go one step further.
So in the past half year, he spent nearly 99% of his time on the cultivation of "the way of name" and the interpretation of "the name is like water", until today...
…
"Half a year!"
Xu Xiaoshou held the stone sword in his hand and raised his head to stare at Huachang Deng, his eyes as calm as water without ripples.
The name is like water.
Water has no shape, it follows the trend, turns when encountering rocks, and bends when obstacles are encountered.
Peace can be found in all the filthy, filthy places and water where humans don't want to go and animals don't want to settle.
Water arises where there are no roots.
Water comes from nature, or becomes rain, or condenses into mist, or seeps from the dark places under the ground, nourishing all things.
Name, too!
Names arise from namelessness.
Named in the five realms, established by thousands of attentions, condensed in the root of the great road, born in a place where no one cares, now summoned, gathered in the rivers and seas.
The stone sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand is Jiang Hai.
When he raised his sword, when he said "the best is like water".
What surprised Hua Changden was not the high intention of his Tao, but the fact that it only took him half a year to successfully implement his Tao!
"Huhu..."
Fame roars like the wind.
Under the eyes of the spiritual refiners from the five realms, another world was built on the Holy God Continent - the Named Sea of Mists!
Everyone can see that it is the second world.
But is that illusory?
No, the great illusion is nothing, the great thoughts are as usual.
Master Shou's second world has long been separated from the category of "phantom swordsmanship". It was born out of reality and achieved in reality!
One sword summons the famous sea of fog, just like the vision of the war ancestor coming.
After receiving the Lord's wishes, he stood on the top of the lonely tower in the sea of mist. His stone sword was like a river and the sea, and he became famous and famous. Finally, they all gathered on his sword and his people.
"Long..."
The Zhongyuan world was suddenly shaken.
Then the entire world of ghosts and Buddhas began to shake.
Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the stone sword in the void. The stone was not cracked and the sheath was not taken off. He was like an unsheathed sword that had been hidden for many years, and his whole body was full of sharpness.
Under the nourishment of the name of the sea of mist, the clear and transparent water quickly rolled up on the stone sword body, gurgling and flowing.
"Half a year, do you know how I got here..."
Shouye walked up and down with his sword in hand, slowly stepping towards the Huachang lantern, and his momentum became even stronger as he walked.
When the spectators from the five regions saw the strange phenomenon on the mainland, they began to search for the reason, and soon they all entered the scene of Matchmaker Jin Xing's preaching.
Eight million...
Nine million...
Ten million...
Matchmakers have never reached such heights!
Master Shou came out half a year later, and with just his first sword, Matchmaker was already promoted to the highest position in the preaching world.
In the Golden Apricot painting, the discussion is even more intense.
Some people are asking "How is Master Shou"...
Some people are asking "What is the famous swordsmanship"...
Some people are asking, "Isn't this sword exactly the 'name·ten-level sword finger' of Shou just now?"...
The matchmaker has lost the ability to explain.
She admitted that in big scenes, she was still no match for Feng Zhongzui, and could not discern the true meaning of Master Shou's sword.
But the fact is that Feng Zhongzui is also looking at this sword, and he doesn't understand either.
Don't say he doesn't understand anymore. Feng Tingchen, the head of the old family, doesn't even understand. He can't even understand Hua Changdeng, who is facing him!
No need to understand.
Wherever you pay attention, fame will grow.
And the name of the name is completely fissured, and the way of the name is completely proven. This sword Xu Xiaoshou will not only cut out, but also kill Hua Changdeng clearly and die clearly!
"In the past six months, I have observed streams, lakes, rivers, lakes, and seas, tasted mist, rain, tides, waterfalls, and floods, participated in life, understood mysteries, and gained a lot."
"The name above is like water, the sea contains hundreds of rivers, so one of my swords should collect the names of the five realms that have no owner, and the name of the owner; the name of the nameless, the name of the owner."
"This name is like a newborn, like the tinkling of a stream, nourishing me and nourishing me."
"The end of this name is like a raging wave that overturns the world."
"And Hua Changdeng, I don't need seven points of strength to kill you. A stone sword is enough. This sword of mine is a compromise of cutting off the head and tail, which is called 'Tide Rising'."
"If you can catch it, I will recognize you as the 'Ghost Sword Immortal'."
"Can't take it..."
With a smile, Xu Xiaoshou said sarcastically: "Lao Deng, go to hell!"
boom--
With one sword raised, thunder shook the five realms.
The name of the foggy sea is instantly turbulent.
Under the illusory deep sea covering the five realms, a giant land-bearing beast seemed to wake up and turn over. At this time, the waves broke through the sky and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
The matchmaker felt that her eyes and ears were about to be pierced by the "name".
She lowered her head, afraid to look around, as if she had no courage to look at the ancestor god again.
The nameable sea of fog is born from illusion and exists in reality. Anyone who still has "Master Shou" and the name "The First Sword Immortal" in his mind at this moment cannot avoid it even if he wants to.
But for a brief moment, the name of the Sea of Mist completely exploded after the riot, and thousands of water bursts surged up, finally converging on Shou Ye, Shi Jian, and even the entire ghost and Buddha world.
"Name·Tide Rising!"
Xu Xiaoshou slashed out with his sword, the sword light released silver, and the color of the water ripped into the sky.
This sword is similar to the yin and yang. It is only the first appearance. It can easily cut through the momentum of the Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng and tear apart the darkness he brought!
"The tide is rising?"
The world of ghosts and Buddhas is indeed on the rise.
But when the great tide sweeps away and celebrities surge in, why does it stop the rising tide?
"Master Shou, are you kidding me?"
"This is called a 'tide'? Isn't this a proper 'tsunami'!"
Hua Changdeng's expression finally became extremely serious.
In his eyes, this sword was no longer a sword. When Xu Xiaoshou slashed the stone sword, his world became dark.
At the beginning of the creation of the sword light, nine swords leaped out from the sky and the earth.
The nine swords opened up the chaos, and the spiritual kingdom was in full swing. But when people wanted to retreat, the name was like the tide, and like a hungry ghost catching its feet, the overlapping waves came in and caught the person unable to move.
"Heart Sword Technique, Prajna Wu?"
The master who initiated the ancient swordsmanship of Huachangdeng was also from Meisi.
How could he not see that the basis of Xu Xiaoshou's sword was Mr. Siren's Prajna?
But, is that just that?
no way!
"Prajna is nothing, abandoned by heaven, the second world..."
His mind was imprisoned in the spiritual kingdom, his body was abandoned under the sword moon, and his soul fell into the collapsed world after the collapse of the Named Sea of Mist...
The body, spirit, and mind are all in harmony.
Named Tide Rising, as soon as it is activated, it combines the three realms into one and locks people tightly.
But, is that just that?
Not yet!
"The wrath of the big red god is the ultimate sword, and there is no desire to be a sword..."
Limiting the enemy is just a limitation.
The sword itself can do endless damage.
When the Nine Swords were used to ward off chaos, they evolved into thousands of things, and as their names are everywhere, they finally unified and merged into one slash. When Hua Changdeng was about to parry, the sword light exuded another touch of cyan, and actually slashed out from his body.
, ignoring the intention of defense, cutting through the true self...
"Six realms united into one?"
In addition to ghost swordsmanship, love swordsmanship and hidden swordsmanship.
This so-called "Name·Tide Rising" sword perfectly combines more than two-thirds of the second realm in the Eighteen Sword Styles.
And this is just the ancient swordsmanship part...
The strongest point is that this sword cuts out with the essence of "name"!
name?
When it comes to names, which one is strong and which one is weak?
Although Hua Changdeng is the Holy Emperor, not many people remember his former name as Ghost Sword Immortal.
The latecomers came forward, and the first swordsman Xu Xiaoshou was able to ride on the wind and waves, surging like the tide.
Comparing the two, who is just like a drop in the ocean, who knows for himself.
"I……"
The hardships of Huachangdeng are unspeakable.
He is just an ordinary Holy Emperor's will, nothing more.
He wanted to break free from the constraints of body, soul, and mind, but he couldn't.
He never thought that this young man would be so powerful, even more powerful than the young Bazun Shu at that time.
After waking up, he tried to awaken his power of death to fight, but found that under the tide, it was like a big wave flooding a boat...
Move, can't move!
Resist, cannot resist!
Hua Changdeng could only watch as his Fengdu vision was forced to be cut out by the kid with a sword, and then...
"boom!"
The light of the sword tore open the bridge on the other side of the bridge, turning the stone over and the ghost overturned.
"boom!"
The sword light tore open the Wangchuan River, and the waves broke and the water dried up.
"boom!"
The light of the sword tore open the Huangquan Road, and the door was shattered.
As soon as the style rises, the name of the sword first comes into play, when it is torn out of the gate of ghosts, when it switches back to the form of ghost swordsmanship, when it tears off Hua Changdeng's skull from under his crotch and cuts through the sky and pierces the galaxy...
From the end of the whole process, Shengdihua Changdeng only uttered the word "I" and did not make any other movements.
His last gaze was cast blankly on the young man below.
The young man flipped the stone sword over and held it at his waist with his backhand. He didn't even raise his eyebrows, leaving only one side of his face, as if he already knew the outcome when the sword came out, he chuckled and said:
"How can I kill a chicken with a bull's knife? I am using this sword just to ask a question."
"Hua Changdeng, your sword skills in half a year are better than your thirty years of hard work on the screen and candlelight. How is it?"