Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"The handprint of Linzi, the Great Sun Tathagata will take a picture!"

"Bingzi handprint, Amitabha Buddha crossing the world!"

"Fighting character handprint, the powerful king Buddha fights!"

"Zhezi's handprint, the lamp-burning ancient Buddha's Dharma image!"

"All the handprints, the sympathetic face of the Medicine Master Buddha!"

"Zizi handprint, Maitreya Buddha's happy face!"

"List of handprints, don't move the angry eyes of the Buddha!"

"The handprint of the first character, the Buddha of Mingyan dances with fire!"

"Xingzi handprint, a lion walks like a Buddha!"

"The nine seals are united, the nine phases return to their positions, the true flow of the Buddha's Tao, the infinity of the Tao, and Sakyamuni Buddha's appearance!"

The nine mudras and nine Buddha statues were all cultivated successfully, and the nine Buddha statues in Fan Jian's mind suddenly became golden, and then the space in his mind became countless times larger in an instant, and the nine Buddha statues were actually standing in the hands of another huge Buddha statue.

And behind the Buddha statue there is a Taiji diagram spinning rapidly, and the yin and yang fish are rotating under it, and the practice becomes a unity of yin and yang, and the yin and yang are bright and extinguished.

At this moment, all the relic energy in Fan Jian's body returned to Yongquan's dantian, and merged with the two golden elixirs in Yongquan's dantian.

I saw Fan Jian's momentum rising rapidly, and his cultivation base also continued to skyrocket.

Gu Shengren noticed this momentum, opened her eyes immediately, and flew from the bed to Fan Jian's room.

Opening the door, he saw Fan Jian sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his left hand holding Buddha fingers, and his right hand holding a sword in front of him, with his eyes closed and a kind smile on his face.

The phantom of the divine sense behind him was also naturally revealed at this moment, and the five golden elixirs above the phantom were shining brightly, illuminating Fan Jian's whole body in light.

Gu Sheng was so shocked that for a moment, she actually wanted to kneel down to Fan Jian.

At this moment, only a few crisp sounds were heard, and a crack appeared on the five-shell golden pill in Fan Jian's phantom.

Seeing this, Gu Sheng was shocked.

This... Why did the golden core split?

Before she could react, she saw little one-inch-sized people coming out of the golden core.

"This... this can't be Nascent Soul!"

Gu Sheng is going crazy.

There are three patterns of Jindan, six grades of Nascent Soul, and nine phases of Huashen.

Among them, the sixth grade of Nascent Soul refers to the similarity between Nascent Soul and human beings.

From the first rank with only human form to the sixth rank with complete limbs and five senses, they all just look like humans.

No one's Nascent Soul is like Fan Jian, not only human, but human!

And it is almost exactly the same as Fan Jian.

It's just that there is still a big gap between those Nascent Soul individuals.

For example, the Nascent Soul in the upper dantian is golden all over, sitting cross-legged, holding the Buddha finger and the sword seal, with a kind face, exactly the same as Fan Jian now.

The one in the middle dantian has muscles all over his body, constantly showing off his muscles, and doing two push-ups from time to time.

The Nascent Soul in the lower dantian stretched out his hands, put his feet together, and stood up straight, like a sword.

The one on the left foot opened his mouth, breathing heavily, and seemed to be chewing something in his mouth.

The one on the right foot is writhing and dancing, sometimes waving his hands like a sword, and sometimes doing a splash of ink.

The five Nascent Souls have different shapes, and each one has both spirit and form, just like a shrunken real person.

When Gu Shengren was wondering, she saw Ye Qingqing walking over and asking.

"Auntie, what's the matter?"

"Fan Jian Yuanying's body is broken!" Gu Shengren said thoughtfully.

Ye Qingqing was overjoyed when she heard the words, hurried over to take a look, and immediately covered her eyes.

She only felt that her face was red and hot. After all, Yuanying didn't wear clothes. Such a clear Yuanying was no different from looking at Fan Jian's body directly.

But the more he didn't look at it, the more he wanted to look at it. He opened a gap with his fingers and looked at those Nascent Souls with a blushing face, but his curiosity gradually overcame his shame.

"How could Brother Jian's Nascent Soul be so real, it looks exactly like himself!" Ye Qingqing asked suspiciously.

The aunt shook her head and said.

"I don't know too well. I have never seen such a Nascent Soul. I have never heard of his exercises and cultivation methods, nor have I seen them before."

It wasn't just her, Fan Jian himself was taken aback when the Nascent Soul was born.

This isn't Nascent Soul, it's him at all!
Each Nascent Soul seems to represent an important technique of his, and the five Nascent Souls are gradually developing in the five seas of qi. He is now practicing even when he is standing, lying down, walking or sitting.

The two of them watched for a long time, and the phantom of the divine sense finally gradually faded away. Fan Jian also took a deep breath and quit the state of exercise.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Shengren and Ye Qingqing standing at the door in their pajamas, and suddenly there was heat under their noses, and they said excitedly.

"Are you finally willing to sleep with me?"

"Bah!" Ye Qingqing blushed and spat lightly.

Gu Sheng asked with a puzzled face.

"Why is your Nascent Soul like this?"

Fan Jian said disappointedly.

"I don't know either, maybe it's because of the exercises!"

"What state are you in now?" Gu Shengren asked.

"The second grade of Yuanying is about to break through the third grade." Fan Jian said with a smile.

"So fast!" Ye Qingqing said in shock.

She has only reached the fifth grade of distraction after eating the best Yunling pills accumulated by Fan Jian every day for the past few days, and it is still a while before she can gather and condense the golden pills.

The speed of Fan Jian's practice is simply astonishing.

Seeing the stunned look of the two, Fan Jian immediately brought a smirk on his face, stepped forward and pulled the two to the bedside and said.

"Sit here and don't move."

"What are you doing?" Ye Qingqing asked suspiciously.

Gu Shengren also looked puzzled.

Seeing Fan Jian smiled cheaply, raised his hand, and the door of the room was closed immediately.

Then he sat between the two of them, hugging them on one left and one on the right, and said.

"Sleep with me!"

"Go to hell!"

"shameless!"

The two punched one left and one right, which made Fan Jian giggle, and finally lay on the bed with his arms around them.

Both Ye Qingqing and Gu Shengren blushed, both fearful and looking forward to what was about to happen.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from Fan Jian, and even the hands holding the two of them were a little weak.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Fan Jian had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The two looked at each other, then shook their heads dumbfounded.

The night was deep, and the two slowly turned around to face Fan Jian, leaning on his arm and closing their eyes.

In the town closest to Zhujie Mountain, Yunyumen and his group wandered around and bought a lot of daily necessities before finally deciding to leave for Wusi Jiangyoujie.

At this moment, a large group of spiritual cultivators flew from the direction of Zhujie Mountain and landed in the town.

Moreover, the number of people was increasing, and there was an endless stream. Soon the town was overcrowded, and even the guest rooms were full.

Seeing this, Fan Jian asked suspiciously.

"What do these people do?"

Yu Huaxue said with a smile.

"In a few days, it will be the day when the Divine Machine Sect once every three years will fully understand the divine machine!"

Everyone suddenly realized when they heard the words.

Fan Jian said with a confused face.

"Why do you all know?"

"Brother Jian, this is almost a relatively big festival in the world of spiritual cultivation!" Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

"It's a rare day in the world of spiritual cultivation when you have the opportunity to obtain the magic weapon by yourself."