I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3778: Chapter 1826: Path Invocation (Part 3)

Xu Xiaoshou struck with a critical blow, directly smacking the word "Battle" towards Kong Yuhen’s forehead.

"Calm down."

Mei Siren promptly stepped forward, holding back this little madman.

Kong Yuhen was frightened, retreating from the wooden bench and stumbling as he said, "I haven’t finished yet, the usual borrowing technique is lost, but I have a stronger borrowing method!"

Oh?

Strong borrowing?

I like it!

Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "You better really have a strong borrowing method, or else I don’t mind letting you taste our... Bazhun’an’s strong borrowing technique."

Bazhun’an continued to stand by the wooden door, as if the negotiation had nothing to do with him, the secondary plane door was not on him but in Xu Xiaoshou’s hands.

"Do you understand the Phantom Swords Technique?" Kong Yuhen kept a safe distance.

"Not talented, the path of techniques, Super Taoization." Xu Xiaoshou didn’t know what his gourd was selling, so he replied with a cold laugh.

"Then let’s start with the Phantom Swords Technique, I’ll teach you a magic seal, and a sentence of Dao phrase, this is the simplest way."

Kong Yuhen said, extending his right hand, pressing his thumb against the middle finger, the fingernail of the ring finger, the remaining index and little fingers standing straight.

At first glance, Xu Xiaoshou really wanted to comment, Kong Yuhen, you’re quite the rocker.

Kong Yuhen placed the hand gesture before his chest, three fingers circled into a loop, and the aura of path energy gently spread from the hand gesture.

He quickly entered the Unity of Man and the Heavens state.

There’s something there... Xu Xiaoshou realized this was the real deal and followed suit.

Mei Siren watched the two of them forming seals, closed his fan, hesitated for a moment, then secretly measured and pretended to start learning graciously.

Finally, he turned back and nudged his chin at Bazhun’an.

Together now!

Otherwise, it’ll feel awkward...

Bazhun’an hesitated to speak.

In the end, he still didn’t respond, folding his arms and watching the three of them acting awkwardly inside the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, leaving only silent stillness.

"What about the Dao phrase?" Xu Xiaoshou held the word "Battle" in one hand and formed a seal with the other, still able to urge verbally.

"Divine Machine Skill, lend me your incarnation!"

"That’s right, shout it out loud so the will within the Origin True Stele can hear it." Kong Yuhen continued retreating as he spoke.

Hearing this, Mei Siren’s old face twitched, silently putting down the hand gesture, thinking a silent chant would suffice; he truly couldn’t bring himself to shout this Dao phrase.

You better not be messing with me... Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and changed the topic, "What happens after this strong borrowing?"

"If the War Ancestor’s incarnation is truly borrowed, you can momentarily transform into the War Ancestor, but there’s a time limit. How much combat strength you can wield depends on your understanding of the way of battle, and on how much power He is willing to lend you."

This explanation instantly swept away Xu Xiaoshou’s overwhelming sense of shame and embarrassment.

Transform into the War Ancestor?

Where is this Dao phrase cheesy, where is it shameful?

This is clearly an excellent Dao phrase, even more remarkable than Bazhun’an’s sword phrase, returning to its origins!

Behind, Mei Siren secretly began forming seals again, his lips moving silently, unknown what he was saying, in any case, without sound.

Bazhun’an clenched his fist tightly, finally twisting his wrist, he lowered his head and looked at his own hand.

Actually, he had the qualification to form seals.

His thumb had grown back.

But only Xu Xiaoshou held the Original True Stele’s "Battle" word, his left hand grasped "Battle," his right formed seals, his brows arched, black hair rising without wind.

With just a single misstep, a diagram of the Body, Spirit, and Will three ways spun out beneath his feet, along with an array diagram of the technique’s Path method.

Outside the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, on Lingyu Mountain.

Li Fugui slowly regained consciousness, only to feel a shocking thunder crash beside his ear, blasting him charred inside and out, it was a voice hoarse to the extreme, trying to roar someone to death with a single shout of fury:

"Divine Machine Skill, lend me your incarnation!"

"Battle!!!"