Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"Kill the formation?"

Fan Jian said suspiciously when he heard the words.

"You mean the sword array?"

But Elder Shen shook his head and said:
"It's not a sword formation. The sword formation is a form of group attack. Its power will not be improved, but the increase in attack density due to the number of people will make it difficult for the enemy to dodge and parry.

The killing array is different.According to my research, when two different people with the same cultivation level, the same strength, and the same skills perform moves at the same time, there will be a fusion effect, and the power will increase exponentially.

This kind of killing array can not only affect two people, but even three, four, or even more people. The strength of the children of Yunyumen is almost the same, and the skills are exactly the same.

In this case, dozens of them use the killing array attack at the same time, and the damage caused is not even lower than the full blow of the Dachengjing spiritual cultivator! "

Fan Jian said happily when he heard the words:
"This is a good thing! Senior Brother Shen, you only discipline. These children are hard-working and talented. If they learn well, we will have a few more helpers!"

Elder Shen shook his head upon hearing this and said:

"If they are required to play, it means that the world of spiritual cultivation is completely messed up!"

Fan Jian sighed.

He understood what Elder Shen meant, in fact, he understood this truth better than Elder Shen.

But at the time of life and death, who can guarantee that they have the ability to live in peace for them?
The night was dark, everyone fell into a deep sleep, Gu Shengren hadn't come back yet, Ye Qingqing also fell asleep peacefully, but Fan Jian couldn't.

He walked out the door, took out a jug of wine, and savored it carefully.

I don't know how many days can pass like this.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Fan Jian thinks that he may not have the opportunity to compete with the commander of the blood river.

After the advanced attack of flaws, the resurrection and healing ability of Manzhushahua flower demon Manzhuer has basically been invalidated.

As long as he can be sure that his attack will not miss and will not be blocked by the Demon Heart Jie'er, the leader of Blood River, then he will have a chance to kill him.

strength!

What is missing is strength!

As long as the realm is sufficient, Fan Jian's passive skill power can be greatly improved.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian took out the medicine furnace and refined more than a dozen furnaces of Yunling Pill in one go.

Seeing the thousands of Yunling Pills in front of him, Fan Jian raised his hand, grabbed a handful, and ate it without hesitation.

Under the passiveness of Fan Jian's medicine god, each Super Yunling Pill has 25 times the effect, and the majestic spiritual power instantly fills Fan Jian's dantian.

Fan Jian quickly sat cross-legged, posing the handprint of the word "Jie" in the true flow of Buddhism and Daoism, and absorbed the spiritual power in a posture of compassion for the Buddha.

The huge spiritual power was continuously transformed into Fan Jian's cultivation base by the true flow of Buddhism and Taoism, and the alchemy around his body was gradually transformed into spiritual power.

Seeing that the qi dissipated, Fan Jian immediately grabbed another handful of medicine and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the same time, it even released a phantom image of spiritual thoughts, and also grabbed the medicine and took it.

Fan Jian's spiritual phantom was no different from his own. Under the double boost, Fan Jian's cultivation was also rising rapidly.

By the time the ten furnaces of Yunling Pills were all eaten, Fan Jian's cultivation had reached the fifth grade of Huashen.

It's just that he didn't continue to eat.

Not because of anything else, just because he couldn't eat anymore.

Although the Yunling Pill was not bitter, it still tasted like a medicine. After chewing thousands of pills dryly, his mouth seemed to be filled with the smell of medicine.

"The next step is to increase the power of the Harmonious Heart Sword!"

Thinking of this, Fan Jian immediately took out a jade slip from the mustard bracelet.

On the jade slip, there are three inscriptions:
"Tian Dao Strategies."

Daozangmen's untransmitted secret technique, a legendary technique that can control the power of heaven and communicate with the upper realm.

When Ye Wuya handed this exercise to him, Fan Jian stuffed it into Gu Shengren's mustard seed bracelet.

Originally, he wanted to hand her over to Ye Qingqing, but that little girl said nothing.

After several twists and turns, it finally returned to Fan Jian's hands.

"Are you really that mysterious?"

Fan Jian muttered, sinking his mind and integrating his spiritual thoughts into the jade slips.

At this moment, Fan Jian seemed to have come to a vast white place, and the surroundings were empty and boundless.

"What are you doing? Isn't this a practice?" Fan Jian asked suspiciously.

"This is indeed a practice!"

Just heard a voice suddenly sounded.

Fan Jian was startled immediately, and quickly looked around, only to see a figure appearing like a mist in the vastness.

I saw that man was wearing a Taoist robe, on which was drawn a huge picture of Yin-Yang fish and Tai Chi, holding a dust whisk in his hand, he looked immortal and independent.

"Master, who are you?" Fan Jian said in surprise.

The old Taoist shook his whisk and said in a deep voice:
"Who do you think I am?"

"I think? I think you are Thomson Cruise!" Fan Jian said speechlessly.

"Do you have any exercises to teach? I'll leave without you!"

The old Taoist shook his head helplessly, raised his hand, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up around him.

The wind seemed to be blowing directly to the soul, causing Fan Jian's whole body to hurt like a thousand knives, and then the true energy of the wind veins coiled around his body, which made Fan Jian feel better, but then he was stunned.

Because he is somewhat familiar with this wind.

It is the wind outside the boundary, the uncertain wind.

Just when Fan Jian was in doubt, he heard the voice of the old Taoist priest from all around him, but it sounded a little illusory at this time.

"This strategy is called Tiandao strategy. The way of heaven is the beginning and the way of heaven is the end."

"The way of heaven is the beginning of form, and the way of heaven is the end of formlessness."

As soon as the words fell, a force suddenly appeared in front of Fan Jian, causing Fan Jian to dodge quickly. Just as he was about to be furious, he saw the force sink into the vastness under his feet, and then gradually condensed, gradually turning into a solid, thick and chaotic like Soil.

Before Fan Jian could be surprised, the soil exploded and became tens of thousands of miles high in an instant.

Seeing this, Fan Jian was shocked.

This is... Casting Boundary Mountain?

Before Fan Jian could think about it, he saw more than a dozen forces circling and running around the Zhujie Mountain, turning into a layer of spiritual realms.

"The way of heaven biochemically reproduces, all things grow and develop, the way of heaven punishes and destroys, and all things collapse and collapse."

I saw that everything in the Zhujie Mountain suddenly began to evolve, from every flower and grass to every tree and stone, all came into being out of thin air before Fan Jian's eyes.

Fan Jian's spiritual thoughts seemed to shuttle between heaven and earth, as soon as his thoughts moved, he flew towards him immediately.

This is the power of creation?
Seeing this, Fan Jian had a thought, and raised his hand to hold a newly bloomed flower in his hand, but just as he put it in the palm of his hand, the flower began to decay and wither, turning into withered soil and flying away from Fan Jian's hand.

This is the power of destruction?The power of Heavenly Tribulation?
"Everything has catastrophes, life is life, death is death, there are three disasters, nine disasters and ten kalpas for human beings.

Life is a disaster, life is a disaster, death is a disaster. "

As soon as the words fell, Fan Jian noticed that his body had shrunk dramatically, like a baby, without any strength in his body, and when he wanted to say something, it turned into a cry when he came out of his mouth.