I have a passive skill.

"you're so dumb!"

Gu Qingsan could tell what Xu Xiaoshou was thinking at a glance.

"My senior brother said that the famous sword recognizes the master, because it affirms you and is willing to be with you."

"And to truly recognize the Lord, it must recognize and accept everything about you, be willing to establish a bond with you, and be willing to fight side by side with you who have a heart-to-heart, that's all it takes!"

"And the establishment of this bond is a drop of your blood, understand?"

Gu Qingsan spoke clearly and logically.

Finally one day, it wasn't the senior brother and the second senior brother who came to lecture him, but he could use what he had learned to teach others.

This feeling is simply not too cool!

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Gu Qinger uncertainly.

Gu Qingsan was really too flustered, he didn't believe it.

But seeing Gu Qinger nodding like this, he hesitated.

"Blood?"

"Is everyone like this?" He asked late.

"uh-huh."

Gu Qing nodded three times: "The sword has spirituality and does not drop blood. How can you communicate with it, and how can you use it like an arm?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Gu Qing'er again, and Gu Qing'er nodded again.

"Affirmed, passive value, +1."

"Recognize the Lord..."

Frowning slightly, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely felt something was wrong.

But I don't know where this mysterious feeling came from.

He glanced at the information bar.

No other weird message responses.

Then he looked down at the quiet famous sword in his hand.

Indeed, everyone has already recognized him, but he, for this sword, does not have the intimate feeling of Zangku at all.

What are you waiting for?

"drop!"

Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth.

It's not possible to drop blood, recognize a master, and make some kind of moth!

With a light swipe of the sword finger, the wound healed quickly.

Xu Xiaoshou had already taken advantage of this small gap to squeeze out a drop of blood.

"The blade?"

Looking up at Gu Qinger, Gu Qingsan nodded eagerly, "Yes, it's dripping on the sword."

"despair!"

Sideways sword.

Blood dripped.

A crisp voice answered in this scene where needles could be heard.

Everyone seemed to see the image of blood splashing from the sharp blade.

next moment.

The famous sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand seemed to come alive.

Originally curled up on the handle of the sword, the giant python curled up in the gauntlet.

At this moment, when the python spits out the letter, and the light flashes, it will eat the blood droplets that burst out, without missing a single bit.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

By accident, I just glanced at the information column.

It doesn't matter at this point, his pupils shrank directly.

I saw the information that was slowly scrolling across the screen, and suddenly a prompt with an incompatible number popped up.

"Watched, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou's scalp suddenly exploded.

The chicken skin all over his body will stand up straight as if stimulated by ice water.

"It's stupid, this sword is really weird!"

He wanted to move his body and throw the broken sword forcefully, but he found that the whole world was slowing down at this moment.

Even the movement of his own eyeballs is difficult.

"Perception" can be seen in the picture.

Everyone was still talking about it, but I couldn't hear anything.

Gu Qinger and Gu Qingsan still looked at themselves with concern.

Yu Zhiwen Su's hands were entangled in everything, and there was some worry in his eyes.

Vigil...

This bad old man, his look...

How could it be such a look?

Him, in fear?

Xu Xiao panicked.

He felt that he was holding a hot potato, and if he persisted, he might kill himself!

but……

I can't move at all!

"Under control, passive value, +1."

The only thing not affected is the information bar.

But the information that popped out from the information bar was even more desperate.

Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to pull back his body, but the powerlessness in his heart was even worse.

The information bar stopped suddenly.

The words "cursed" and "envied" are completely gone.

Stop swiping!

Xu Xiaoshou was about to burst into tears, but there was nothing he could do in a daze, seeing that everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, the information bar that stopped fluctuating jumped again.

"Imprisoned, passive value, +1."

"Attracted, passive value, +1."

"Watched, passive value, +1."

Almost instantly, with the beating of information, the scene in front of him switched.

This is a white world.

The endless white is simply desperate.

However, this whiteness is not ordinary whiteness. Even with the body of a master, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was going to be roasted and fucked.

As soon as he landed here, he was sweating profusely and smoking all over his body.

"What the hell kind of place!"

Xu Xiaoshou roared in his heart.

He broke down!

Obviously I know it, I obviously feel it... This broken sword is very strange!

I told myself again and again not to touch it, hesitated again and again, and was heavily guarded again and again.

why?

Why in the end, it was so cheap to hold it?

It's fine if you hold it, but you already sensed something was wrong, you still gritted your teeth, impulsively, and foolishly dripped blood on it!

Yes!

That's too stupid, Xu Xiaoshou!

You are simply a piece of trash!

You've already guessed everything, but you still can't contain the greed in your heart. What's the point of living with you like this? !

I'd rather die!

Xu Xiaoshou cursed himself crazily in his heart, but this could not make the information bar fluctuate, nor could it stop his panic, nor could he get out of the predicament in front of him.

wait.

long wait.

The long, immobile wait...

It was like waiting for a century.

Until the body was almost evaporated, until the consciousness gradually became a little scorched.

An ancient and desolate voice, now from all directions, with endless echoes, directly penetrated into people's minds.

"You finally came?"

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4 Chapter Seventy

"You finally came?"

With the sound of this old voice, Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

The picture in front of him finally became clear again.

However, apart from the vast expanse of whiteness, he couldn't find the location of the person who spoke.

Even if the "perception" has already covered a huge range, there is still nothing.

"An old man."

"A voice that has never been heard before."

"In other words, this is a stranger."

"In that case, why is he staring at me?"

"Also, look at the tone of his voice, this guy must have abandoned the others and has been waiting for my arrival..."

Xu Xiaoshou immediately judged the information from this voice.

He panicked.

Panic now!

This method of directly pulling one's consciousness into another world in front of Zhan Dao, without even being noticed by others, what kind of strong person must be able to do it?

Too empty?

Semi-Saint?