Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Wusheng fell down with the stove on his shoulders, the golden body was a little reddened by the fire, it looked like it was plated with a layer of orange gold, coupled with the gnarled muscles, and the shiny bald head, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a A great sculpture of the Renaissance.

The name of the sculpture is: Man Against the Furnace!
Seeing this, Elder Shen smiled and said.

"Thank you, master, can you please send this furnace back to Tianji Pavilion? Master Fan and I are still going to get that cold dew."

Wusheng nodded and said.

"Love Sword Immortal, don't worry, Master Fan, I will definitely go back before the time is up. However, Jing Fan will ask the two of you to take care of me!"

Fan Jian said suspiciously.

"Ah? Why don't you go back together?"

Wusheng said with a smile.

"Fan Benefactor, do you think I can fly with such a big stove?"

Fan Jian suddenly realized when he heard the words.

It's not a problem to bring one or two people with you in the flight of the gods, and it's not a problem to bring ten or eight people with special weapons like Gu Shengren.

But not too heavy.

It seems that the weight of the stove is indeed not small.

Fan Jian cupped his hands and said, "Then there will be Master Lao Wusheng! See you in Tianji Pavilion!"

Wusheng nodded, and jumped out with the stove on his shoulders. In three or two steps, he ran several miles away.

Seeing this, Fan Jian smiled and said, "Isn't this a good person? Why do you have to shout and kill every day?"

Jing Fan said immediately after hearing the words: "Master Wu Sheng is just afraid that Master Fan will make a big mistake after you fell into a demon that day. After he returned, he felt guilty and did not eat or drink for a month."

"Blame me?" Fan Jian shrugged and said.

Elder Shen looked at Wusheng's back, couldn't help but sighed and said.

"Master Wusheng is actually very warm-hearted. There is no one in the Sakyamuni who is obsessed with the matter of punishing evil. They are all people of good conduct."

Fan Jian smiled and said: "I'm afraid of encountering someone who is too horny, and according to the few days I was there, there are not a few people who are too horny."

As Fan Jian said, he glanced at Jing Fan intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing this, Jing Fan immediately blushed and said.

"I can't agree with Master Fan's words!"

"I didn't want you to agree either," Fan Jian said with a smile.

"Let's go!"

After speaking, Fan Jian was stunned.

How to go?
Elder Shen's sword can trample two people at most, and Jing Fan and her are not strong enough to fly at high speed.

Elder Shen couldn't help but smile when he saw it, and said with a smile.

"The situation is special, how about Mrs. Jingfan making it easy?"

Hearing this, Jing Fan hurriedly cupped his hands and said.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the difference between men and women is all appearance. My heart is already like a rock, and the two benefactors should be men if they are poor monks!"

Elder Shen smiled and raised his hand to call out Nian Xianchen.

Three people went up to the sword, Elder Shen was the first, Fan Jian was behind, and Jing Fan was at the back.

The Nian Xianchen sword is three feet six inches long, which is relatively long among swords.

But it is still a bit crowded to stand three people.

The three of them were almost chest-to-back, Fan Jian and Elder Shen were fine.

When Jing Fan posted it on Fan Jianjian, her face turned red immediately.

The so-called differences between men and women are all appearances, and this is true for a great monk like Liaochen.

But Jing Fan has only practiced for more than [-] years, and the nonsense words are actually posted on Fan Jianjian, so she can't help feeling a little distracted.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the naked appearance of Fan Jian I saw in Tianmutong, and my heart felt hot and hot.

"Amitabha! It's a sin! Please forgive me the sin of lust!"

Jing Fan hurriedly recited the scriptures, which made her mind less distracting.

How did Fan Jian know these things, his mind was already full of the appearance of holding a heavenly high-grade divine weapon in his hand.

Xiao Guizang's Nine Heavens Sword made him envious for a long time.

The radiance of the sword energy radiating from the sword itself, in the eyes of a man like him, is the appearance of a real fairy sword.

That is the radiance of an artifact that even Tianji Middle Grade does not have!

Thinking of this, Fan Jian couldn't help but feel frantic, and couldn't help laughing until his shoulders shook wildly.

He and Jingfan were already very close to each other, and when they moved like this, their broad backs rubbed against two full moons.

Jing Fan's heart was shaken suddenly, and he almost lost his mind, so he quickly took a step back to create a distance.

Unexpectedly, this retreat would be a step in the air.

"Ah" and fell out.

Seeing this, Fan Jian quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, but he fell off the sword with this grab.

Seeing this, Elder Shen couldn't help but shook his head, jumped straight down, and grabbed each hand.

"It's really not appropriate to step on three people with one sword, so you just make do with it!" Elder Shen said helplessly.

Fan Jian looked at Jing Fan speechlessly and said.

"Why are you going back when you're okay?"

Jing Fan blushed and said in embarrassment.

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

After some farce, the three of them finally arrived at Hanshize when the stars were densely covered and the night was deep.

Elder Shen dropped the sword on the periphery, and the two of Matsushita said.

"It's too late, let's pay attention to it for one night today, and try to figure out how to collect Han Shilu tomorrow morning!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Langhuan appeared in his hand.

"Bingmaozi Xinchen, Chou Wuwei Dingshen, go!"

Fan Jian was curious for a while, and said in doubt.

"Why is your formula different from Gu Shengren's?"

Elder Shen said with a smile.

"The formulas for each Langhuan in the palm are different, otherwise, if you recite the formula, my Langhuan in the palm will also become bigger, wouldn't it be a mess?"

Fan Jian suddenly realized when he heard the words.

This is still controlled by voice-activated passwords!
The 22 characters of the heavenly stems and the earthly branches form a ten-character password, even if one of the 33 layers of spiritual cultivation circles has one, it will not repeat it.

I just don't know if there is a good number.

For example, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly and so on.

If the ten characters are all hai, how much fun does it sound like?

It's the same as talking about cross talk.

Just smiling, Fan Jian raised his head inadvertently and saw the stars all over the sky, and said in doubt.

"Huh? How come there are stars in No.30 Three Realms? Isn't this the glowing stone from the previous realm?"

Hearing this, Jing Fan looked up and said.

"Buddhist scriptures say that this world is only one of the three thousand worlds. Looking up at the 33 worlds, there is a world for every star."

Fan Jian frowned slightly when he heard this.

It's not that no one cares about everything in the world.

What Shakyamen said coincides with what Liang Qianjue said.

I don't know if one of them is where I came from?
Thinking of this, Fan Jian's heart suddenly trembled.

Could it be that Liang Qianjue was talking about this?

He, Fan Jian, was floating in the sky and almost reached the so-called upper realm after ascension. Does that mean that people from the upper realm can also come to the 33 realms if they want to?
The more Fan Jian thought about it, the more frightened he became.

If this hypothesis holds true, it is simply horrible!

Just two terrestrial gods beat a world to its knees. If someone who had ascended to the upper world came down, and if he was a criminal who committed all kinds of crimes, then the catastrophe that these 33 worlds would face would be even more terrifying than the River of Blood Advent!
But if what Liang Qianjue said was true, what could Fan Jian do?