Chapter 1718 This Name Has Been Raised for Thirty Years, This Beast Was Born in the Prehistoric Times

Chapter 1716 This name has been raised for thirty years. This beast was born in the wilderness.

"Master Feng, take a look."

In the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou was in no hurry to go down.

Instead, he was drunk in the wind and showed his interest in the outside world.

Because he found that even if he didn't cause trouble and only sent one Zhu Yiyi out, the increase in passive value actually increased instead of decreasing.

Strange!

The audience in Yujing City was numb to me, but became interested in the "newcomer" Zhu Yiyi?

Of course Xu Xiaoshou knew that he had just told Zhu Yiyi to look for a preaching mirror before going out, but in fact there was no need to look for it.

As long as there was a smarter person in the Feng family, they would have prepared the mirror at the Holy Mountain, waiting for Zhu Yiyi to come out.

Drunk in the wind on one side was quite frightened by the phrase "Feng Shao".

He just trembled in his mouth and subconsciously wanted to reply "Young master Xu doesn't dare", but his thoughts wandered to which title was better, Mr. Shou or Mr. Xu.

The last half of the sentence was not spoken, but the picture in the mission mirror cut quickly, showing the scenery of Guizhe Holy Mountain.

"good."

As soon as the Holy Tribulation appeared, Xu Xiaoshou could see it.

Zhu Yiyi has a solid foundation, and there should be no major surprises in his canonization. It would be better if he was canonized at the Relic of the Gods.

In addition to the evaluation of mental enlightenment, as for Zhu Yiyi's bright life after emerging from the Dead Sea...

"Very sexy!"

Xu Xiaoshou was very happy to see it.

Zhu Yiyi can indeed cause trouble.

In fact, as long as you are born in the Southern Region, there seems to be a lot of sexy work.

Xu Xiaoshou heard Li Fugui say that role-playing is still popular in the Southern Region.

But they did not restore the paper figures, but the ten thrones.

It is said that the Eight Masters are immortal and the Dao Qiongcang is the one who catches up from behind.

Of course, the most popular characters nowadays are the two characters "Emperor of the People" and "Master Shou".

Interestingly, Auntie Xiang, the only female character among the ten characters, is more popular than the other male characters.

This is what surprised Xu Xiaoshou.

In his impression, it seems that it should be the other way around?

Of course, these things are small and a bit unreasonable.

But it is great to say that it is great. After all, everything that exists must have its reason.

To a certain extent, the role of "Master Shou" has come from behind and is almost on par with the Ten Lords, which naturally reflects some problems.

"name!"

Yes, it's still a name.

After winning the First Sword Immortal, although the process was effortless, the improvement brought by "fame" became obvious.

At this moment, in the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou felt the subtle changes in himself all the time.

He himself can clearly sense it, compared to the past, such as before the ruins of God, even Void Island and his previous self...

They are completely different!

Before, it was like a body sculpted from clay, like a sword hidden in its scabbard.

Even if I have the will to transcend, my feet feel like they are being tied up by water plants, and I cannot escape the state of drowning.

Now the sharp edge is revealed, and the sword removes the dust.

Even if it's just a look in his eyes when he's casually chatting and laughing, judging from the subconscious and reserved reactions of others, it's different.

Completely different from before.

If you think about being self-effacing and saying that you are not a wolf, that is no longer self-effacing, but hypocrisy.

"The internalization of the name, internalization into thoughts."

"The externalization of thought is manifested in the form of sword thought, placed in the eyes."

"And the eyes, for ancient sword cultivators, are mostly the symbol of the 'Heart Sword'..."

Like the sharp eyes of the eight gods when they know me with the sword.

It's also like the calm and confident look in Que Leihan's eyes in the small town of Qingyuan Mountain.

The unique sword thought contained in the sea of ​​qi has only been slashed head-on once in the past, and it could only hurt the red-clothed vigil at the Throne Realm.

Today is different from the past.

Under the nourishment of fame, even Xu Xiaoshou didn't spend much time practicing sword watching.

In just these few days, the sword thought has grown so strong that it is even bigger than the sword thought in Bazun Shuliu's body.

Of course, this does not mean that he has surpassed Lao Ba in the practice of sword reading, but it can also be understood as a symbol of "entering the palace".

Shen Nian, this form of power that is said to be the most difficult to cultivate, only when Xu Xiaoshou really got started could he feel how ferocious it was.

Just by relying on his own sword thought, at the "quality" level, he can already crush the power of the Dragon Ancestor in his body and rival the power of the Heavenly Ancestor.

Although in terms of "quantity", it is still not as good as Tianzu's inheritance.

But because he experienced this change personally, Xu Xiaoshou understood why it was said that the penetration of spiritual thoughts was a feat that spanned the ages.

I also understand why it is said that the eight masters combined the mind of the gods with the "name" to create the "mind of the sword", thus achieving innovation in another sense.

"The names are endless!"

After taking the title of First Sword Immortal, no matter whether he is fighting or causing trouble...

Even at this moment, when Xu Xiaoshou looked around.

I am in the Dead Sea, and the protagonist in the missionary mirror is not myself, but Zhu Yiyi.

The nourishment of fame has never stopped.

That feeling of getting stronger every moment still continues.

Zhu Yiyi was doing trouble at the Guizhe Holy Mountain site, but he still gained "fame"!

Because everyone in the world knows that Zhu Yiyi is Shouye's man.

The more powerful he behaves, the more roundabout ways he can help boost Shouye's reputation.

"Since the nourishment of fame continues, it means that Shen Nian... no, it is Sword Nian. Once a person becomes famous, once he enters the palace, even if he leaves it alone, Sword Nian can automatically become stronger?"

"keep……"

"This is the ultimate concept of 'cultivation', and this is how sword cultivation should be!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but fall into thought, "Then is my current reputation comparable to Xiao Dazui's?"

Xiao Kongtong may seem inconspicuous, but he is actually the mayor of Canyue Fairy City. He has been known as "Big Brother" in the ancient sword cultivation circle for a long time.

It can be said that if there is a second person who cultivates swordsmanship under the Eight Masters, it must be Xiao Kongtong.

In fact, it seems that there are only three of us who are famous for cultivating swordsmanship... Xu Xiaoshou doesn't think that his current reputation will be much worse than Xiao Dazui.

After all, Xiao Dazui is only relying on the reputation of a small number of people in the ancient sword cultivation circle in the East Domain Sword God Heaven.

And his "First Sword Immortal" not only relies on the reputation of this part of people, "Master Shou" also relies on the reputation of the people in the Five Domains.

"Then is my 'First Sword Immortal' comparable to Lao Ba's 'Eighth Sword Immortal'?"

At this point, Xu Xiaoshou stopped thinking.

Needless to say, the answer to no is even more terrifying.

Eight Masters!

This damn guy, he created the sword thought, but he didn't tell the world that this thing can only be felt after entering the hall.

——After becoming famous, even if you don't practice, you can become stronger!

Without anyone knowing this, he ate the faith of the entire Eastern Region Sword God Heaven in the name of "the eighth sword fairy".

Then in the name of "the ten thrones", radiating the five regions, truly achieved the old and young know, all respect.

The South Region does not practice ancient swordsmanship, does not respect ancient swordsmanship.

The first place in the South Region role-playing rankings, the three words "eight masters", also occupied a full thirty years, unshakable.

A glimpse of the leopard, a fall of the leaf, know the autumn.

Even on the ladder, it is said that the impression of the lower world's genius, after summing up, is just the three words "eight masters".

If you want to exhaust my name, you still need seven points of effort.

He really cultivated a concept of "genius, just see his threshold".

After tasting a piece of meat, it is conceivable that how many names from the five domains have he digested in these years?

When thinking about this, Xu Xiaoshou's scalp is numb!

The key is that the guy has not shown anything, and has been an eight-fingered useless man for more than 30 years.

Even before the qualitative change of the sword's mind, Xu Xiaoshou, his own man, still doubted whether it was a wrong decision to rely on Lao Ba?

Now, he has no doubts.

His name has just become, and his sword's mind has just flourished, and he can get such nourishment and such improvement.

The "I am here" of Ba Zunan is not conceited, but confidence.

Perhaps the ancestor gods cannot be compared.

But even the great saints on the ladder who regard the Holy Spirit Continent as their back garden, he has the confidence to raise his sword and kill them?

"Steady, steady..."

Xu Xiaoshou is even less anxious, and keeps telling himself that he can slow down his pace.

He stared at the picture of the preaching mirror and watched Zhu Yike start counting after he finished his work.

While everyone was paying attention, he secretly took out the Four Swords.

The Four Swords was still the Four Swords, and it lived up to its name as a fierce sword, with extraordinary charm.

But at that time, even the magic sword Xuancang in Rao Yaoyao's hand seemed to have lost its intelligence after seeing the Four Swords, and even Fei Gaogao wanted to compete with it.

In the Dead Sea, the appearance of the fierce sword did not cause any waves.

The Emperor Sword was so powerful that even the sound of the sword did not come out.

Or they dared not!

No one even paid too much attention to the sword in Shou Ye's hand, because the front battlefield Zhu Yike's counting entered the final stage.

Only Beibei seemed to have some feelings, frowned, and glanced at it sideways.

She only felt a little weird, but couldn't read anything, and frowned, "Hmph".

Xu Xiaoshou raised the corner of his lips and put away the sword.

He saw clearly the essential difference between the Emperor Sword and the Fierce Sword.

The former still seemed to be covered in dust and dim, even if it had a luster and a master, it was not bright.

The latter is nourished by the sword thoughts, the sword body is flowing, and the momentum has the signs of being the first of the five great artifacts of chaos!

If the compatibility between Beibei and Emperor Sword is infinitely close to 100%.

Then Xu Xiaoshou himself, with four swords and sword thoughts, has broken through the limit of 100%.

As for the "upper limit"?

Ancient sword cultivators can't see the upper limit.

It is hard to imagine what kind of effect will be created if the Eight Anjian I return and Qingju comes out of the sword tomb and enters the world, and the two are combined into one.

"This is what you want to say to the world, the bonus of 'name' and 'sword thoughts' to ancient sword cultivators, my old eight..."

The Dead Sea is not turbulent, and Xu Xiaoshou suppressed the waves in his heart.

The king bomb is in my hand. Unless the second card is taken out on the ladder, who in the world can bear the crazy reputation that the Eight An has raised for thirty years?

Before that, whether he can prove himself by loving the common people depends on the situation of the final battle.

He can fail.

The Eight Lords will cover him.

Dao Qiongcang is like a mantis catching a cicada, while the oriole is waiting behind.

But Xu Xiaoshou doesn't like the feeling of being a burden. He is also a normal person. He also wants to win by relying on his own strength!

"Zhu Yike, this first step is given to you..."

"Three!"

The countdown entered the final stage.

The five domains were paying attention. At this moment, not many people thought about Zhu Yike's previous tricks.

Even Feng Xiaoshuang held her breath and concentrated, forgetting the past, and only felt a lot of pressure.

She knew who the "dog" was better than Zhu Yike and how it would bite people.

Maybe once the countdown of life ended, the "bang" sounded, and the arrow of the evil sin bow could take his life away with the aftermath.

After all, Zhu Yike was not a shou, and could not protect the safety of those around him.

A thief, what can he give people hope for?

"Two!"

Zhu Yike was not under any pressure.

He didn't even fully understand who the main body of the "dog" was, but just had a rough idea.

But people have been in the Dead Sea for a long time, and they don't know anything about the war in the outside world.

He doesn't know the relics of the gods, the evil spirits, the hall master, the emperor of the common people, the five decays of the heavens and men...

Naturally, he doesn't know if he can resist if the "dog" bites people.

It's not important.

There's no need to think about this question.

Because Shouye said that if he just counts, nothing will happen.

Can his words be wrong?

Then, after counting, returning to the Xingjie, and seeing that damn Li Fugui, he will be canonized, which is the top priority.

Zhu Yike couldn't wait and shouted the last sound of the five domains focusing:

"One."

Crack...

Feng Xiaoshuang stepped on the air and stepped on a stone that rolled down the cliff.

The sudden sound frightened the spectators from the five regions, but Zhu Yike just frowned and looked over.

"What are you doing?"

"You are sweating all over, do you have a fever?"

Feng Xiaoshuang had a hard time speaking. This mirror is really hard to lift. Feng Zhongzui, I wronged you. You were able to hold on during the battle on the Holy Mountain, and you are already a man.

...

"Aren't you going to shoot yet?"

South Region, Zhong Yuanzi didn't expect Ai Cangsheng to be so patient.

He couldn't help it anymore, turned around and questioned the wheelchair man beside him, and wanted to shoot for him.

Xu Xiaoshou was too rampant!

This "counting", anyone with a discerning eye can see, is a provocation!

He dared to swagger in front of the world, seize the Dao of the semi-saint Pei Yuan, dig out his semi-saint status, and prove that the Dao of the Holy Temple was wrong.

The people they called over could hardly even hinder Xu Xiaoshou's progress, let alone stop him.

What's even more infuriating is that after he did this, he also asked Zhu Yike to bring out his status and even Pei Yuan's soul.

Just standing under the arrows of the Eye of the Great Dao and the Bow of Evil Sin.

After the count of ten, I will leave. Will you stop me?

Don't stop?

Coward!

The people you called didn't even save his soul in the end. They are just useless! Useless dog!

Stop?

Uh...

Zhong Yuanzi didn't know what would happen if he stopped.

But he also knew that if he stopped, it would fulfill Xu Xiaoshou's wish.

He must have something big, which would happen after "stopping", which would be more shocking than "not stopping".

But...

Too arrogant!

I can't stand this kid being so arrogant!

I should shoot him hard in the face. If I can't kill Xu Xiaoshou, can't a mere Zhu Yike still break him?

Ai Cangsheng shook his head slowly, "It's not time yet."

Zhong Yuanzi clenched his fists, and seeing Ai Cangsheng didn't make any comments, he said angrily:

"Are you afraid of being tricked?"

"What if you are afraid of being tricked? It's his trick. He didn't prepare anything. In fact, you are betting that he is prepared, but you don't shoot?"

Ai Cangsheng glanced at Zhong Lao with a little surprise, as if he was surprised that the other party had come to his senses.

Silent contempt is the most maddening.

Zhong Yuanzi is not good, do I look like a fool?

He finally opened his mouth: "This Zhu Yike has mastered the Golden Gate stealing technique. He can steal the sky and change the day with one hand. It's hard for gods and ghosts to prevent it. If he is canonized, it will be a big problem. Maybe your evil bow can be stolen. Can you let it go?"

Ai Cangsheng shook his head and said nothing.

Zhong Yuanzi was so angry that his head was dizzy. After opening his lips and teeth, he chose to keep silent.

Okay, okay.

You are the Ten Lords.

No matter how bad it is, there is a Ten Lords posture.

I am nothing, Zhong Yuanzi. I am nothing. How dare I get involved in your war?

I am an ant, I am not worthy!

…

"Game over."

After counting to ten, nothing happened.

Zhu Yike snapped his fingers and grinned at the preaching mirror, flattering him:

"The unpredictable is Shou Ye, and the predictable is also Shou Ye!"

"I said it's okay, it's okay, I'm going home to be canonized, you guys go pay attention to Shou Ye."

"Next time we meet..."

His eyes moved from the preaching mirror to Feng Xiaoshuang beside the mirror, which made the latter feel chilled.

Finally, he stared back at the preaching mirror:

"Be careful!"

"The red thief can also steal hearts."

Stealing hearts... Feng Xiaoshuang was stunned for a moment, her cheeks flushed, and seeing that Zhu Yike was about to leave, she quickly raised her hand to signal:

"Zhu..., you still have a treasure bag that you haven't used!"

Zheng!

Zhu Yike flicked the copper coin, and each of the five regions heard a crisp sound.

What did he steal?

In front, Zhu Yike paused, turned around, and scratched his head:

"Oh, I forgot~"

"I still have a brocade bag."

Feng Xiaoshuang was stunned.

How could you forget this?

This is the most important thing, okay!

If you forget, what is the meaning of me holding this mirror here!

Zhu Yike didn't care about anything else, and quickly took out the brocade bag given by Shou Ye.

If nothing happened after counting, open the brocade bag.

There is a trick in the brocade bag, and nothing happened after using it.

These are all the original words of Shou Ye. Zhu Yike is not a wise general, and he doesn't like to think. He trusts Shou Ye unconditionally.

After opening the black brocade bag, he took out a palm-sized note from it, with some crooked words written on it.

It's so ugly!

These words are definitely not written by Shou Ye!

If I don’t identify it carefully, if I’m not literate, I won’t even be able to see what’s written here with the Eye of the Great Dao...

"Come here and get closer."

Zhu Yiyi waved to the preaching mirror, because the top of the note had three big characters written on it: "Read according to it."

If you want to recite this, you must let the five realms hear it clearly.

The missionary mirror came over reluctantly carrying the missionary mirror.

Zhu Yiyi was not afraid of being spied on. When someone came to him, he shook his head and read out the contents of the note:

"There is a beast that was born in the ancient times and was born in the unknown. It was originally an insect larvae, bound in its own cocoon, and transformed into a human form."

"Its clairvoyant eyes can peer into the clothes, and its food and sex habits are such that it can't stop ejaculating. It wraps its body in black cloth and likes to tie itself up. It is really its true nature to dress like an animal."

"This beast is afraid of light and often hides in the shade of mountains, afraid to see the clear sky. Its feet have degenerated and become round hooves, swollen and bruised."

"The way to tame it is to dare to tame it, send it east and west, and send it south and south. If you know it is gentle and gentle, you will not get angry easily. If you beat it and scold it, your heart will be as solid as ice."

"This beast controls luck. It doesn't come out on weekdays. If it comes out, the world will be shocked. This beast protects the road. It doesn't move on weekdays. If it moves, the earth will roar."

"If you ask why this beast..."

Zhu Yiyi stopped as he spoke, raised his head in confusion, and said to the preaching mirror:

“No more, I’ll stop writing this!”

"What are you writing? It has no beginning or end!"

While cursing, Zhu Yiyi actually felt that the reading was catchy, but he didn't have much education and could only barely read.

He couldn't figure out what this thing described, so he looked at Feng Xiaoshuang and asked:

"Do you know what 'this beast' is?"

Turning his head to look, hey, everyone in Feng Xiaoshuang was trembling.

I had a fever just now, but now I feel like I have chills. Are all ancient sword cultivators so yin and yang?

"Why are you still sweating..."

Zhu Yiyi folded the note in a daze and waited for a while, but nothing happened.

He put away his kit, shook his head, and shrugged.

"baffling!"

After cursing again, he raised his feet and was about to go home and be canonized.

After thinking about it, he still felt something was wrong. Zhu Yiyi turned around and glanced at Feng Xiaoshuang, who was shaking like a sieve of chaff, and muttered:

"What the hell is this beast?"

"Did Master Shou say 'dog'? But that's not right. How can there be a dog in human form?"