Xu Xiaoshou looked at the red interface in his mind.
Passive value: 148.
"It's not enough..."
Although it is much more than before, there is obviously still a huge gap between the 1000 passive value of purchasing skill points.
As it stands now, whenever you are attacked, doubted, ridiculed, etc., you can generate passive values for yourself, but these are generated when others come into contact with you.
In other words, if you want to get more passive points, you can only get into the crowd and cause trouble!
Xu Xiaoshou complained silently: "Isn't this pushing me in the direction of a clown? I feel like this looks like a villain..."
After grandstanding and publicity, someone comes out, tramples on oneself severely, and becomes the protagonist of the way of heaven.
Thinking about it, Xu Xiaoshou shuddered, "This is so passive!"
When he thought of "passive", he thought of "passive system", and when he thought of the black turntable, he suddenly felt like he was destined by fate.
"Forget it, let's think more about how to improve our strength in three days!"
Although the physical body has become innate, with the cultivation of the four realms, if I really encounter those high-level fighting madmen, I may not be able to defeat them.
Shaking his head and thinking no more, Xu Xiaoshou took out the elixir bottle given by Elder Qiao, and inside lay three "Spiritual Refining Pills".
This "Spiritual Refining Pill" is extremely precious. Each one is worth several times more than his twenty spiritual crystals. How could Elder Qiao be so generous with it?
Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and found that he currently had two major mental methods. One was the acquired-level spiritual mental method that he had been practicing before.
This thing is extremely slow to cultivate. Even if it is supplemented with spiritual crystals, the absorption level is less than 1%, which is a waste of resources.
The second is the "breathing method", which is a basic passive skill provided by the system. Although the level is not increased, it may have unexpected effects.
"Try it with the spiritual crystal first!"
Xu Xiaoshou put the elixir bottle away, took out a spiritual crystal, and then lost the follow-up.
By the way...how do you practice?
This "breathing method" is a passive skill. He doesn't even know how to operate it. How can he absorb the spiritual crystal?
Is it possible...
Xu Xiaoshou had a strange expression on his face, and had an extremely absurd way of cultivation in his mind.
"call……"
He took a deep breath, held the spiritual crystal in his hand, slowly brought it close to his nostrils, and then took a big sip like he was sucking on something.
"hiss!"
This was a very absurd idea, but he never thought that as he sucked it, two streams of rich spiritual energy flew out of the spiritual crystal, darting into Xu Xiaoshou's dilated nostrils like green snakes.
With his nose closed, Xu Xiaoshou could only feel that his soul was being gently touched by the saint, and every pore in his body was exploding.
A kind of comfort and sublimation arises from the soles of the feet and comes from the heavenly cap.
"Ah~"
Xu Xiaoshu couldn't help but moan, this feeling was so wonderful, it was the first time in eighteen years!
Soon, he came back to his senses and couldn't help but tremble.
"Fuck!"
"Is this practicing?"
"Are you so superior?"
The spiritual crystal in his hand became slightly smaller. Xu Xiaoshou was surprised that after just one sip, there was such an obvious change?
He checked Qi Hai and was suddenly shocked.
The sea of qi is like a whirlpool, and the spiritual power is like a tidal wave. Each wave is higher than the other, and there is no sign of instability in the realm.
You know, he has just broken through the four realms. With this one blow, his realm has been directly stabilized?
Xu Xiaoshou was ecstatic, this "breathing method" was a bit too scary!
There is no need to actively practice, no need to transfer mental methods, no need to cycle around the world, no waste of resources, one sip brings you comfort, and one sip brings you to a new state.
you deserve to have!
"If this is upgraded to Xiantian, and under the condition of sufficient supply of spiritual energy, it would not be a dream at all to reach a higher level with one breath!" Xu Xiaoshou was startled, this is too strong!
He couldn't help but pick up the spiritual crystal and take another sip.
"Ah~"
This practice is really a bit advanced, I can't help it...
"Ah~"
There were endless moans of relief in the yard. Fortunately, Xu Xiaoshou's room had a soundproof array, and fortunately there were no outsiders.
Otherwise, being alone in a room and moaning constantly will definitely make people think wrong.
After sucking a piece of spiritual crystal for about ten times, it completely disappeared into Xu Xiaoshou's nostrils. At the same time, his realm also increased.
The previous mental method's absorption rate of spiritual crystals was less than 1%. This "breathing method" was a bit scary, but it didn't waste any of it and absorbed it perfectly.
Correspondingly, at this time, Xu Xiaoshou was like a drunken shrimp, lying on the bed in a twisted shape, not like a human being.
His body was shaking and trembling constantly, his pupils disappeared, leaving only the whites of his eyes, his lips were slightly open, his teeth were chattering, and he was almost frothing at the mouth.
Such an above-mentioned cultivation method is not only taxing on spiritual crystals, but also on the body.
"Giggle..." Xu Xiaoshou knocked his teeth back and forth.
"Help, help me up, geez... I can still practice, practice..."
With a thud, the elixir bottle fell out of his arms.
When Xu Xiaoshou saw this thing, his body trembled violently.
…
Three days passed by in a flash as Xu Xiaoshou became more and more advanced in cultivation.
The outer courtyard of Tiansangling Palace and Chuyuntai are crowded with people.
This place was originally called Chuyunfeng. It is said that Sang Lao, the vice-president of Tiansang Ling Palace, forged the Yunfeng with fire and burned half of it to create a Chuyuntai that could accommodate ten thousand people.
Izuuntai is concave at the halfway point of the peak, surrounded by rows of auditoriums. From a bird's eye view, it looks like a large black bowl, standing quietly on the peak.
There were very few people in the audience at this time, because most of the disciples from the outer academy were on Izumodai.
Xukong Ping established an old man with a sword on his back, named Xiao Qixiu. He is the elder of the Lingfa Pavilion of Tiansang Ling Palace. He is in charge of all law enforcement in the inner and outer courts and has great authority.
At this moment, he is the chief referee of the "Wind and Cloud Competition" in the outer courtyard.
Xiao Qixiu opened his eyes to the sun, and after confirming the time, his loud voice suppressed all the noise on Izuuntai.
"Quiet!"
Everyone's eyes suddenly turned blazing and they looked straight at him. Xiao Qixiu calmly took out a piece of paper from his arms and read:
"The total number of applicants for this competition is 1,782, corresponding to the numbers of your respective Fengyun Orders."
"The preliminary round is a group knockout, with 100 people in each group, a total of 18 groups, each corresponding to Arena No. 18."
Xiao Qixiu took out another purple formation command, activated it with spiritual energy, and the formation command emitted purple light.
The cloud platform below shook, and eighteen large arenas slowly emerged. Each arena was shrouded in transparent light.
The people who were still standing above Izumodai were suddenly pushed to the side by the light shield. These people were naturally the novices participating in the "Wind and Cloud Hegemony" for the first time.
The old guys had already folded their arms and pressed themselves against the edge of Izuuntai, looking like they were watching a good show.
Eighteen black lights descended from the sky and fell into the eighteen arenas.
Xiao Qixiu said loudly: "Every arena has a professional referee in charge. When he comes to save you, that's when you are judged to have failed."
"Here, I would like to give you a piece of advice: casualties are inevitable, but stop there."
"Besides, when you get into the ring, you must have the consciousness of death. The referee is not a god. There are also times when you are in a daze, lost consciousness, shocked, and scratched. At this time, they cannot save you."
Some novices immediately panicked when they heard this. This was a little different from what they imagined.
The referee is in a daze?
Are you kidding? Can you be more professional?!
As for the old fritters, they all laughed and said nothing. Elder Xiao's cold jokes were just as good as ever, making people panic on a hot day.
Everyone familiar with them knows that the law enforcement elders of Lingfa Pavilion are all extremely strong and ruthless. How could they be in a daze on the stage?
Still scratching?
Simply ridiculous!
Xiao Qixiu watched as most of the rookies below began to panic, the corners of their mouths twitched, and their expressions changed slightly.
This is right!
Life is always full of surprises, how can it be possible for you to appear in perfect condition every time.
He raised his hand, and the melodious ancient bells sounded in the distance, "When--"
"Noon has arrived, and the 'Struggle for Hegemony' begins!"
…
On the 12th stage, the referee looked at the people outside the mask and said with an indifferent expression:
"The group stage adopts an elimination system. Whoever can persist in the ring until the last moment will be the winner."
"The top ten in each group will receive prizes and can enter the next round of competition. Come on, everyone!"
He waved his arm symbolically and said coldly: "Let's go to the stage by name!"
"No. 1101, Zhou Zuo."
A slightly short young man shook his body and walked over. Liu Zhen warned him behind him: "Take out your token and print it on the barrier."
Zhou Zuo did as he was told and was absorbed into the ring.
"No. 1102, Liu Zhen."
Only then did Liu Zhen realize that they had signed up together, with consecutive numbers.
"..."
"No. 1120, toward the mistress."
A young man looked as if he were on the execution ground with a grimace.
"..."
"No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou."
No one answered.
The referee frowned and continued to read, "No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou."
Still no one answered.
There was a lot of excitement inside and outside the venue.
"Isn't Xu Xiaoshou released from seclusion?"
"Yes, I went to collect the body in person that day and saw him. He is not dead!"
"You didn't oversleep, did you?"
"That's impossible. I just saw him on the road. He was walking a little strangely."
"Maybe you saw it wrong?"
The referee became angry and shouted: "No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou?"
Everyone fell silent and looked around, but Xu Xiaoshou was nowhere to be seen. The referee had no choice but to skip him and continue to read the next number.
If the time is up and no one comes, then there is nothing you can do and you can only treat it as a waiver.
Who is this Xu Xiaoshou? He is so big-hearted that he dares to be late for the "Wind and Cloud Battle"?
…
auditorium.
Unlike other arenas, there are spectators in the auditorium of Arena 12, and there are three of them.
A voluptuous woman in a red dress leaned lazily on the chair, showing off her graceful figure, and her red lips were shining:
"Sister Su, is this the little beast brother you came to see me for? Did you wake him up?"
The girl in white on the side blushed and said coquettishly: "Sister Rao, what are you talking about!"
"Brother Xiaoshou will definitely come. He must be delayed for something. This is his last game. I must watch it."
The girl in white, Su Qianqian, is about fourteen or fifteen years old. In fact, she is just a little luoli, but she has a giant sword that is taller than her, which is currently lying across her knees.
She gently wiped the giant sword on her knees, with memories in her eyes: "When I first entered the outer courtyard, I had no friends. It was Brother Xiaoshou who helped me a lot, and I was able to enter the inner courtyard in a month."
"One month..." Rao Yinyin lowered her head and murmured. Although she also knew that Su Qianqian didn't mean it, but do you know that your unintentional words would hurt even more!
Very far apart.
Elder Qiao squatted on the seat, scratching his ears and head, and scolded: "Damn Xu Xiaoshou, where did you go!"
"You won't even let me give you a ride?"
"I'm so anxious to death!"
…
Within the boundary.
"the last time!"
The referee's voice of death fell: "No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou!"
There were ninety-nine people in the field plus the referee, and three people outside the field were looking at each other.