I have a passive skill.

Exactly!

"How did this little head grow?"

Elder Sang was a little depressed.

He was obviously already trying his best to suppress this guy's growth.

After all, even if this kid has the ancestral ability to leapfrog and fight, it is only innate now.

If you really want to face the throne, cut the way, or such a dangerous situation at this moment - even Taixu and Seven Sword Immortals have been dispatched.

Leaping over the ranks or something is simply nonsense!

Only by developing slowly is the path Xu Xiaoshou should take.

But obviously, judging from Xu Xiaoshou's trouble-making ability, the wretched development seems really not suitable for this kid's future path.

Perhaps there should be a different approach... Sang Lao thought to himself, but his face remained unmoved, and he said, "You are eccentric, what do you want to insinuate?"

"The old man is right here, what's the matter, can't you say it clearly?"

There was an obvious desire to smoke in his voice.

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at his hanging hand and rolled his eyes secretly.

Just because you are always stuck here like a pole, I can't say something directly, right?

I'm afraid of being beaten!

This guru body is good for others, but for you, I can't bear it!

But Xu Xiaoshou also understood Old Man Sang's reaction.

Although the old man concealed everything well except for the first wave of concealment, he did not deny it outright, but changed the subject.

In the meantime, the problem has already been explained.

What I said just now, probably really analyzed the key points.

Sang Lao couldn't say it clearly, so he had such a reaction.

"So, until now, you still plan to hide everything from me?" Xu Xiaoshou asked cautiously.

Sang Lao closed his eyes heavily, hesitated to speak, and finally said, "What else do you know?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Youxi, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.

He took a few steps back again, decided to throw the main event, and said in a concentrated voice: "Ah Jie, do you know?"

"Yeah." Old Sang nodded.

Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief.

"A Jie, I don't know where you got it, but it was sealed with two layers of seals at Tianxuanmen, even if the enemy is present, they will not release it."

"This first-generation Tianji puppet was written by the master of the Taoist palace. It is obvious that you are not hiding anything."

Old Sang's eyebrows twitched, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was hardened, and he gave up completely.

"Eight Venerables! Also."

"People in the world say that he has been down for decades, but now he is suddenly reappearing, which is really amazing."

"But these so-called scams, it's fine to deceive ordinary spiritual masters. In the past few decades, even Zhan Dao and Tai Xu have not doubted this rumor at all."

"Then I'm very confused. How did this work? The Holy Spirit Hall can even deceive Dao Dao and Taixu?"

"I don't think so!"

"Perhaps, the eight gods have really fallen, and the world has really given up on this myth."

"But his fall must be different from the real 'fall'... Uh, maybe, it's exactly the same!"

Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, carefully crafting his words to avoid irritating the old man in front of him.

An embarrassing saint appeared in his mind, and he said again: "There are some places where ordinary people can be locked up... no, ordinary geniuses."

"But the eight masters know how to overwhelm a generation, who can guarantee that he will not do anything wrong?"

"for example……"

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Sang Lao's solemn expression, swallowed his saliva, and put it another way: "For example, he didn't fall on the Void Island, but was imprisoned in a small place that can only seal the innate, he has the key , came out very simply.”

The corners of Sang Lao's mouth twitched.

While being shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's deduction, he couldn't help cursing angrily: "Can you speak well!"

"Oh."

Xu Xiaoshou immediately changed the topic.

He didn't intend to get a positive response from Sang Lao at all, it was unrealistic.

"Right, there's one more thing."

"The embarrassing sage in the White Grotto hiding in the crack of another dimension, I think, should also be swaying and throwing olive branches in his spare time. It is impossible to coincide with the completely purposeless mission you gave."

"As for the Eight Masters and the saint in the White Grotto, it should be more of a chance encounter, a coincidence. The two should not be acquainted, because they may have never met, right?"

"After all, the 'fallen' places are not in the same place..."

"There's still more!"

Xu Xiaoshou gave up on himself, and simply closed his eyes, not looking at Sang Lao's expression, and threw out all his doubts.

"There is also the ultimate goal of the holy slave - not to be a saint, but to be a slave."

"It is absolutely impossible to refer to becoming a slave of the Holy God Hall, becoming... the so-called 'ghost beast' of the Void Island?"

Say nothing.

The scene was silent for a while.

"Gollum."

Xu Xiaoshou rolled his Adam's apple, and fell silent like a cicada.

There was no words beside the voice, he couldn't help prying open the slits of his eyes, and took a peek outside.

A creepy old face!

"Fuck—"

Xu Xiaoshou was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms.

He even completely blocked the "perception", only extending to the back, not daring to look forward.

This lifting and squinting of eyes is just that old face, who can resist it?

"Oh!"

Sure enough, even though he was running fast, he was kicked in the back, Xu Xiaoshou jumped out of his body, jumped and fell to the ground.

"I'm done, I'm done!"

"Everything you want is justice."

"Everyone advocates beauty. This world is very friendly. There are no hundreds of years of chess games and schemes, and there is no darkness or embarrassment other than my words. That's all."

"Brightness, who doesn't yearn for it?"

Xu Xiaoshou raised his hand to surrender, but he was still sophistrying.

With all his strength accumulated in his back, he wanted to take down another whip leg that contained terrifying power from the dead old man, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't get anything.

"Ok?"

Xu Xiaoshou raised his head in doubt, not daring to look back.

"Perception" let go, and saw that Sang Lao had sat down cross-legged behind him, holding a straw hat in one hand, keeping his bald, hairless scalp in the other, and sighing all the time.

Xu Xiaoshou Xianyu turned over, timidly said: "What's the matter?"

Old Sang's face was complicated, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Hair is falling out, don't be bald!"

Xu Xiao was suddenly stabbed by the cold, and the old man turned his head stiffly and looked over.

"You want to die, don't you?"

"Threatened, passive value, +1."

"no no……"

Xu Xiaoshou repeatedly waved his hands back.

Old Sang sighed: "How do you know?"

"reasoning."

"How did you push it?"

"Use your brain."

"..."

Old Sang's facial muscles began to twitch.

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiao panicked: "I really use my brain, I can't push this thing out with my hands..."

"Let go of your fucking shit!"

Sang Lao growled: "What the old man asked was, when did you come into contact with so much and understand so deeply?"

"Oh oh."

Xu Xiao shrank his neck in fright, too many things came to his mind.

There are vigils and Lu Ke...

There are caramel candies, eight masters, embarrassing saints...

There is also a series of miscellaneous information.

These things seem trivial and seem unrelated.

But after careful consideration, there is really such a thread secretly connecting them together.

Perhaps, more than one.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart is heavy. Whenever he thinks about all this, he always feels that this world is very heavy, too heavy, as if there is a weight that ordinary people cannot bear.

It is as heavy as Mount Tai, hanging above the heads of the world.

When the height has never been reached, there is a giant standing on it.

When the height exceeds the giant who acts as a pillar and sees a brand new world, then not only does it need to be replaced by another person, but the new world you see may completely destroy the old world concept established in the past.

A continent, a plane.

There is a clear distinction between gods and ants.

Looking up does not dream of gods and spirits, but looking down is only because the world is small.

It is true that one foot is east and one foot is west, and that straddles the Chu River and Han boundary, it is the temple of the holy god, and it is the holy slave.

Xu Xiaoshou felt himself, peeping at it, horrified at it, afraid of it and wanted to welcome it.

"Brain!"

He sighed and said: "These things are long stories, long stories are short, it is better not to say, in the final analysis, it is really a good brain, sometimes a good brain is also a mistake."

Sang Lao nodded unexpectedly, without being irritable or refuting, he actually acquiesced.

The brain of my apprentice is really easy to use.

His way of doing things is also extraordinary.

Some educational methods that can be applied to ordinary people may be really limiting when applied to him.

This point can be fully seen from the White Grotto and his party.

"Xiaoshou."