I have a passive skill.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou's thinking was fruitless, so he gave up thinking.

He turned around and asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "So, who are you, uncle, and why do you always help me?"

Tiansangcheng's "Sword Viewing Manual", Tianqilin's phantom swordsmanship...

Sometimes Xu Xiaoshou really doubted whether this sloppy uncle liked him, and then secretly followed him, and would shoot if he saw that he was in danger.

The uncle only replied indifferently: "I have said that, I am Ba Zun Fan."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He turned his head to look at the storyteller: "You...uh, are you sure that the first seat of our holy slaves is the Bazunfu?"

The storyteller also felt a little unconfident now, "Brother, should, should it be?"

"What do you mean should be!" Xu Xiaoshou's head hurts.

He can be sure that the masked person is the real Ba Zun Fan, and this sloppy uncle is a counterfeit, how could it be the real Ba Zun Fan?

"Don't lie to me!"

Turning his head, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the uncle.

"Really, you are such a big guy, why do you like to tease juniors so much?"

"'Guanjiandian' was given by you, and you have saved my life."

"So, there's really no need to lie to me."

Xu Xiaoshou said sincerely: "We are our own people!"

The storyteller was amazed: "Guanjian Canon, he gave it?"

"Correct!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back: "You may not believe it, but I didn't learn my sword sense from your brother, but from an ancient book called "Guan Jian Dian" that he gave me."

Now the storyteller was shocked.

"Impossible..." He murmured, "Guan Jian Dian belongs to my brother. He said that it was never left outside. How could it be in someone else's hands?"

The two looked at the uncle again at the same time.

"who are you!"

The uncle smiled: "Eight Masters know~"

This time, the three of them fell silent.

Xu Xiao was so angry that his teeth itched.

The storyteller observed carefully, but still couldn't see any flaws.

And uncle...

The uncle is still carrying his big sack, like a conscientious laborer, full of dust, where there is a lack of bricks and tiles, he will add bricks and tiles.

Sometimes late, but never absent.

"You are righteous..." Xu Xiaoshou complained silently in his heart, and didn't intend to ask more questions.

At this moment.

He suddenly moved his ears, and found that there were ripples in the void in front of him, and it began to change.

The uncle and the storyteller were vigilant at the same time, stopping their steps.

Ripples in the void converged and turned into a heavenly array map.

"Astronomy?"

The storyteller was taken aback.

At this moment, he even thought that Dao Qiongcang had found him, and then shot himself.

I wanted to gather strength to attack, but the uncle on one side immediately stopped, "Wait a minute, it's not that old-fashioned."

The storyteller was shocked.

Sophisticated...

The uncle knew what he was thinking, and knew that Dao Qiongcang's title could not be called directly, but there was no reverence in his words.

Who is this?

The map of the secret array changed, and within a short while, an illusory human head image appeared.

"Small machine?"

Xu Xiaoshou barely recognized this head.

"you recognize?"

The storyteller next to him was surprised.

He has never seen such a secret technique, such as sending a human head to talk through the air.

How long has Xu Xiaoshou been in Wangcheng, can he get to know such a magician?

"Ah."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "A ghost beast."

"Fart ghost!"

The image of Xuanji in the Tianji Formation was furious and corrected: "I am your ancestor Wuji!"

"Xuanji?" The sloppy uncle also raised his eyebrows, "That Xuanji who was directly sent in by the old Taoist with the secret technique? Aren't you on the Void Island?"

Xuanji saw the appearance of the sloppy uncle in a blink of an eye, and suddenly the illusioned image shook violently, and the sound disappeared.

His mouth was open, as if to exclaim.

But half of the voice could not be transmitted, it was obvious that the manipulation of the Heavenly Secret Technique was not stable for a while.

Then, after a while, the picture began to stabilize.

"Who are you?!" Xuanji wondered.

"Eight respects." Uncle responded.

"You're not a goddamn Bazun, you scared Patriarch Wuji!" Xuanji was furious.

"Hehe." The uncle smiled.

Seeing that the two of them were about to chat, Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly interrupted: "Stop chatting, Xiaojiji, what are you looking for? There was an accident at the scene, or did you escape?"

Although Xuanji used the secret technique to communicate with himself, Xu Xiaoshou was very pleasantly surprised.

But when Mo Mo was forced to think of using Xuanji to communicate with himself, and maybe even need to hide from Liu Changqing's humanoid checkpoint, Xu Xiaoshou felt that there must be something big.

Right now, of course, business matters.

"Escape, it is impossible to escape, Rao Yaoyao is here..."

Xuanji sneered when he heard the words, and continued: "There is a kid named Xin who strongly urges you to come back quickly, saying that something big has happened and he wants you to save someone."

"Save people?" Xu Xiaoshou repeated.

"Or according to what you say, save a ghost beast."

"Ghost beast? Do I know it?"

"How do I know this? But this is a ghost beast of Taixu level, maybe we can do some tricks, work hard, and trick it." Xuanji started his suggestion.

Once a person boards a pirate ship, he will inevitably want to repair that dilapidated ship.

At least, you have to have the minimum sense of security while sitting, right?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard about Taixu-level ghosts and beasts, he knew that he definitely didn't recognize them.

But the person Xin Gugu wants to save probably has something to do with Xuyue Gray Palace.

He also wanted to inquire about the situation at the trade fair.

But at this moment, the sloppy uncle suddenly waved his hand and directly shattered the Heavenly Secret Formation.

"You are..."

Xu Xiaoshou looked back in doubt.

At this time, he saw the uncle and the storyteller looking at the ground at the same time.

On the ground, there was a short, hunchbacked old man trying his best to look up at the sky.

The direction they looked at was exactly where the three of them stood in the air.

"Wang Dahammer..."

The storyteller stared at this person and murmured, feeling a little headache.

"Who?" Xu Xiaoshou could feel that it was not easy for someone to come.

Moreover, this person has a serious target for the three of them.

"You guys leave first!"

At this time, before the storyteller had time to explain, the sloppy uncle waved his hand and said:

"Yan Wang's Huangquan, I won't look for it for now, I'll wait for this to be resolved, and then go to the trade fair you mentioned to have a look."

"Now, you guys go first, I'll be the last one."

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Chapter 745 "Candied haws"

Crazy?

Xu Xiaoshou was a little dizzy when he heard that it was one of the six chiefs.

He had never sensed that there were so many strong people in the wave of observations outside the trade fair before!

These people are hiding too well.

And similarly, comparing with Gou Wuyue's battle in the White Cave last time, he could simply understand the strength of the dispatch of troops from the Temple of the Holy Spirit this time.

"Why are there so many people here?" Xu Xiaoshou asked in a low voice.

"Because Rao Yaoyao!"

The storyteller understood Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts very well, and explained:

"At the meeting in the White Grotto, Gou Wuyue was only half a member of the Holy Spirit Hall after all. When he went to battle, the Holy Spirit Hall had the heart of testing, and the combat power allocated to him would not exceed the limit."

"But Rao Yaoyao is different... Your Xuanji partner said that if Rao Yaoyao leads the team this time, the combat power rationing will definitely be the top."

"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.

He understood that Rao Yaoyao was also one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

But there is no reason, such a big difference in treatment!

The storyteller said in a condensed voice: "Rao Yaoyao is a sword fairy cultivated by the Holy God Hall itself. Of course, more importantly, her surname is Rao..."

"Excuse me?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned.

What does this have to do with surnames?

Inexplicably, a character flashed into his mind, Rao Yinyin.

It's not like Xu Xiaoshou has never seen a person with the surname Rao. There is that inner court elder sister in Tiansang Linggong.

In addition, the entire continent is not without thousands of geniuses with the surname Rao, right?

These are all one family?

Half-saint family?

So, why is the Temple of the Holy Spirit so cautious?

Not so...Xu Xiaoshou rejected this idea.

Because if you want to think so.