I have a passive skill.

"Variable?" Ai Cangsheng's lips curled up, "Besides Bazun, who else can stand on your Tianji Sinan to represent the variable?"

Dao Qiongcang shook his head: "That's not the case."

He let out a long sigh, looked towards the east, and murmured:

"Since the eight masters have entered the game, they are now playing against me at the next chess seat.

"Fateful person, how can we talk about variables?

"I can't figure it out, it can only be something I have never been in contact with, or something that is beyond fate... Heaven's Secret Art, there is an end."

Ai Cangsheng pondered: "Even you can't directly figure out who he is?"

"Variable variables, the number of changes... This number has just begun, and the fate has not yet been determined. If I can figure it out, I am afraid that the Holy Emperor will be around the corner." Dao Qiongcang said.

Ai Cangsheng tilted his head and looked towards the east, thoughtfully: "It's a game of chess, but it's not the eight masters... Then apart from the existences on the inner island of the void island, this variable can only be his chess pieces?"

Dao Qiongtian was silent.

Those existences on the inner island of the void island have already been figured out by him.

Fate is fixed, if there is any change, it will have changed long ago.

But the current "variable" has only just begun...

"It can only be a pawn." Dao Qiongcang sighed.

"Who could it be?" Ai Cangsheng asked, he knew that Dao Qiongcang actually didn't need anyone else to answer his questions, he just needed someone to help him to follow his train of thought.

"Chess pieces..." Dao Qiongcang murmured, "It's hard to say."

Ai Cangsheng smiled: "You have kept me until now, and you are still discussing variables. You must have an answer already, so let's show it."

"Hehe, even you will count me in..."

Dao Qiongcang looked over, smiled and shook his head.

Not long after, he flipped his right hand, squeezed out a piece of black and gold paper from the interspatial ring, slapped it on the table, and spun it in front of Ai Cangsheng.

"he."

As soon as Ai Cangsheng looked away, he looked at the sunny smiling face on the black gold reward, and could read the name aloud without looking at the name.

"Xu Xiaoshou? I know this person and have paid attention to him."

"Yeah, even you know him..."

"So, the variable is not him?"

"That's all I counted."

"Then it can only be him!" Ai Cangsheng confirmed with a smile.

This young man is indeed outstanding enough to be called a "variable".

Judging from his experience and growth rate, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is "the second best among the eight masters".

During the battle in Bagongli, Ai Cangsheng saw this person. Sure enough, in the East Heavenly King City, this guy could also make trouble in front of Rao Yaoyao.

Among the younger generation, those who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him are rare.

Dao Qiongcang watched Ai Cangsheng staring at the black gold reward on the round table, and it could be seen that there was a deep insight into Xu Xiaoshou in his eyes.

He took a long breath, but couldn't let it out.

But in the end, nothing was said.

"Let's go."

Pushing the wheelchair to the entrance of the main hall, a dazzling light flashed in the east, and Dao Qiongcang couldn't help but raise his eyes and stop.

"Like an enemy or a friend, a friend is also an enemy... Is it from 'injury' to 'death', or from 'death' to 'injury'...

"This 'variable' means, Xu Xiaoshou, can it be used by me?

"But, the 'variable' that can be calculated, is he still a 'variable'?"

……

"Boom!"

In the sky above the Yunlun Mountains, the huge roar was getting closer and closer, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

Look at a spot from a distance, only to find it when you get close.

It turns out that the landing point of the city in the sky seems to be Guyinya.

But given its size, if it were to fall, the entire Yunlun Mountains and surrounding areas would suffer catastrophe.

this moment.

All the spiritual masters who belonged to the boundary of the Yunlun Mountains raised their eyes and saw nothing but despair.

Such a big city in the sky is coming...

Under the nest, have the eggs finished?

"Help!"

"Where is Sword Immortal Rao? Please Sword Immortal Rao lead the battle!"

"Oh my god, you gods are fighting, why are you fighting in the Yunlun Mountains? I just want to pass the trial quietly. I am guilty, please let the trial officer punish me, not the city of the sky."

"Save me, save me, save me..."

The Yunlun Mountains were filled with grief for a while.

The City of the Sky... Although this ancient city is known as the City of the Sky, it obviously has no intention of stopping in mid-air right now.

And if it really wants to hit the ground, with its strong city, can Taixu be able to stop it?

Half holy, I'm afraid they are too weak!

Guyinya ruins.

Accompanied by the roar and explosion, the eight gods remained indifferent, the water ghost remained silent, and the ancient well of Cenqiaofu remained silent.

There is only one person, with one arm pointing to the sky, and his knees are trembling.

"Old, old, teacher, it, it is coming down..."

Xiu Yuanke's lips turned purple, if he didn't know that the three people in front of him were actually real people, he would have thought these three were blind, how could he turn a blind eye to this terrible horror?

How many lives will be buried in the Yunlun Mountains when this city falls?

"Afraid?"

The eight gods smiled and turned their heads to look.

"Not afraid!"

Xiu Yuanke was only serious for a moment, and then returned to trembling state in the next second, "To tell the truth, teacher, yes, a little..."

"The main reason is that there are still many young people here, they are all innocent, so they can't be smashed to death for nothing like this, right?" Xiu Yuanke made amends for himself.

The voice fell.

Water Ghost and Cenchov also turned their heads, and their gazes settled on him.

"What, what?"

Xiu Yuanke shrank his head, suddenly realized something, and said disobediently:

"I, I didn't mean that you are not human, I just... ah bah, you are human, you are human... Uh, not right... I mean, should everyone...

He moved his hand up a little: "Cold... uh, not so cold... well, how should I put it... warmer blood?"

Lovin

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With the city of the sky falling like this, all the low-level alchemists in the Yunlun Mountains don't have to live anymore.

This point, how can the Eight Masters fail to see it?

The Holy Slave's purpose is to oppose bondage and oppression, not anti-society and anti-continent. Naturally, it is impossible for him to let the city of the sky fall like this.

What's more, the Yunlun Mountains are talking about everything, and there are the younger generation of Sheng Nu, as well as the group of geniuses in the first floor of the non-staff organization.

In reason and reason, none of these people can die.

The sound of "rumbling" gradually became harsher.

Looking up, at this moment, the end of this ancient city can already be seen, and a raging fire is burning.

According to the original plan, the task of rising from the city was assigned to the water ghost.

He had to hold on until the eight gods recovered a bit before he could issue the second command, making the city of the sky stop and float in mid-air.

But doing so is a waste of time.

Once the hall of the Holy Spirit reacts, Ai Cangsheng shoots an arrow, and the water ghost that rises from the city will be in a state of being unable to move, and needs to resist the arrow, so it will undoubtedly die!

Although for the sake of the spirit refiners in the Yunlun Mountains, there is a high probability that the Temple of the Holy Spirit will not be able to shoot such an arrow.

but……

Bazun Fan withdrew his gaze from the horizon, looked at Xiu Yuanke who still had the heart of a child, and understood that he had a better choice right now.

"Do you want to save them?" Bazun asked with a smile.

Xiu Yuanke was taken aback: "I really want to, but..."

He looked at the giant city that came crashing down from the sky, and he knew that in order to withstand this wave of impact, he needed a force that was no less than a single sword that could destroy all the buildings in Sanyue Immortal City.

"I'm afraid I can't..."

Xiu Yuanke swallowed his saliva and smiled wryly, how could he be so strong?

Ba Zunfan didn't bother about whether Xiu Yuanke could do it, he just glanced at Cen Qiaofu and Shui Gui, indicating that they could retreat for the time being.

After the two had to retreat several tens of feet, he raised his eyes and continued to look at the huge city that was almost facing him in the sky, without turning his head, he said softly: "Gu Jianxiu?"

"Ah?" Xiu Yuanke was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the teacher was asking himself, and immediately nodded, "Yeah."

"What kind of swordsmanship are you majoring in?" The fire of the giant city was reflected in the hazy eyes of the eight masters.

"The nine great swordsmanships all involve strategies..." Xiu Yuanke said, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he became excited, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

"Illusion sword art, can you?" Bazun asked without answering, still calm.

"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke nodded heavily.

"Where did you realize it?"

"First realm, space-time leap!"

"Learning sword, how long?"

"34 years!" Xiu Yuanke said without hesitation, "Teacher, I switched to ancient swordsmanship midway, and like most people in Shenyue Xiancheng, I was influenced by you... I never believed it, You will fall!"

"34 years, the first level, halfway through..."

Bazun murmured, and suddenly the corners of his lips twitched: "It's pretty good."

Xiu Yuanke blushed, scratched his head and said, "It's far worse than the teacher."

The eight masters shook their heads slightly.

How can this be compared?

He paused for a moment, finally turned his head, his eyes fell on Xiu Yuanke, looked him up and down, smiled and said: "Jian Nian is very difficult for me to teach you in a short period of time, but if you are destined in the future, you may still be able to learn it, but right now... ..."

As he spoke, his eyes fixed, and Bazun saw the mahogany sword box behind Xiu Yuanke.

"I have a sword that I can pass on to you.

"However, based on your current state, after learning this sword, you will either die or be injured!

"So... you, are you willing to learn?"

Xiu Yuanke froze and couldn't react for a while.

Soon, his eyes widened, and even his body began to tremble with excitement, completely hit by happiness.