Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"Can you still do this?" Xue He couldn't believe it, and gave Fan Jian a thumbs up.

"Brother Fan, you are really a cow!"

"Just kidding, who am I, I am the invincible Fan Jian!" Fan Jian said with a big laugh.

"However, brother Xuehe, no matter how invincible I am, I still need your help!" Fan Jian, who had finished pretending to be aggressive, smiled embarrassingly.

"I said that everything is ready and I only owe Dongfeng, and that Dongfeng is you!"

"Me?" The leader of Blood River asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's you, we need to go to your Blood River Yin and evil world, and bring all the great monks from the Sakyamuni Gate and the Shaqiu Gate.

Give your blood river a big purification this time! "Fan Jian said confidently.

"I thought it was something, it's a small matter, it's no problem, it's on me!" The commander of Xuehe said, patting his chest.

"Also, as the epilepsy Buddha said just now, you need to control the blood demons and let them listen to these great monks chanting obediently, and don't make trouble!"

"Uh... Well, the blood demon has been trapped for too long, and has never eaten anyone, so I don't know how much wisdom he can keep.

But it doesn't matter, whoever is dishonest and disobedient, just kill it! "Xuehe laughed loudly.

With a black line on his forehead, Fan Jian secretly said in his heart:
"You are worthy of being the commander of Blood River!"

"Okay, then we've settled it like this!" After explaining the matter, Fan Jian picked up his wine glass and prepared to relax.

"Let's go, let's not be late! Let's go now." The commander of Xuehe pulled Fan Jian and was about to set off, which made Fan Jian stop repeatedly.

"Stop, stop, stop! I didn't expect you to be impatient, and there is still time to go tomorrow. I promised to drink with my Qingqing wife tonight. You should come and drink, Brother Xuehe!"

While talking, Fan Jian pulled the commander of Xuehe hard. Xuehe was unprepared and fell a big buttock, which made everyone present burst into laughter.

In the early morning of the third day, the gods from all continents went back to prepare according to the results of the discussion with Fan Jian the night before.

Only Gu Shengren, Ye Qingqing, the commander of Blood River, Gongyang Sword Immortal, and Epilepsy Buddha followed Fan Jian, preparing to start the task of purifying the blood demon and recreating the blood river.

"Let's go to the Dune Gate first!" Fan Jian looked at the Mad Buddha and said, "Anyway, your disciples worship you every day, and they have never seen you before!"

"Yeah, when I was a mad monk of Lidi Buddha, wow, the past is gone forever!
But no matter if I am a mad monk from Shaqiumen or a madman Buddha from hell world, I am a Buddhist! "The epilepsy monk said with a sigh.

"Okay, mad monk, don't be sensational, you are not that person!" Gongyang Jianxian joked aside.

"Old and poor, you are jealous of me, you don't even have a disciple in the world of spiritual cultivation!" Epilepsy Buddha said looking at Ram Sword Immortal.

"Who said no? Strictly speaking, this boy Fan who is arguing that he is invincible is my disciple!" Gongyang Sword Immortal said proudly.

"Fan boy, do you think so?"

"Yes yes yes, what Gongyang Sword Immortal said is true!" Indeed, although the two great skills of the Ram Sword Immortal Liuxu Sword Art and Jiujiu Shrine Steps were drawn from the system, they were indeed Gongyang Sword Immortal Created.

"Everyone, it's getting late, let's go!" Fan Jian didn't want to hear the squabble between Ram Sword Immortal and Epilepsy Buddha, and called everyone to set off for the Dune Gate.

A group of people waited for Yujian to fly, and they arrived at the Dune Gate within a short while.

"Benefactor Fan, it turns out that you are here!" Monk Xuan Zhuang, one of the quartet of monks from the Sand Dune Gate, came out first to welcome Fan Jian and his party.

Followed by the other three members of the sutra learning group of four, Ku Kong, Ku Neng, Ku Jing, and by the way, there is also a horse, Bai Longma!
Every time he saw this quartet of Buddhist scriptures, Fan Jian felt weird. He always thought that Shaqiu Gate was formed by a group of fake monks.

They are all A grades, and they played all the famous monks they know.

Just as he was thinking about it, the head of the Dune Sect, Fei Hai, also heard the movement and came out to greet him, "It turns out to be the savior, Fan Jianfan, the head of the sect, whoever welcomes you!"

This Sea of ​​Punishment, the original move of flooding Jinshan can be said to be memorable, although it was stolen from someone else's move (don't ask me who it is, anyone with a childhood knows it!)
"Sect Master Punishment Sea, look who this is!" Fan Jian stepped aside and moved the Mad Demon Buddha to the front.

"You are??..." Fei Hai was startled, and began to look up and down the Mad Demon Buddha.

Suddenly, Fei Hai's whole body trembled, and he knelt on the ground and bowed to the Mad Demon Buddha, "My disciples refer to the Lidi Buddha, the Mad Monk!"

While talking, he kept calling the quartet of Buddhist scriptures: Xuan Zhuang, Ku Kong, Ku Neng, Ku Jing, and all the disciples of the Shaqiu Sect behind him kneel down and bow down!

Yes, although the entire image of the Demented Demon Buddha has undergone considerable changes, and the beads hanging on his chest and neck have also turned into skulls, but the aura of the standing Buddha is still there!
"Master, who is this great monk with a demonic aura?" Ku Kong didn't know why he bowed down to this monster-like figure, and couldn't help but ask about Punishment Sea.

"Ku Kong, don't be rude, this is the founder of our Sand Dune Sect - Monk Lidi Buddha Crazy! He is an eminent monk with great wisdom and charity!" Fei Hai pressed Ku Kong's head and said.

"Amitabha! Get up, everyone, don't stick to these red tapes. After all, I have been away from the Dune Gate for a long time!" The Mad Demon Buddha stretched out his hand to help Feihai up.

"Buddha, where did you go?" Fei Hai asked after standing up.

"It's hard to explain in one word, listen to me and tell you slowly!"

The Epilepsy Buddha told everyone at the Shaqiu Gate that he became the Lord of the Hell's Great Smothering Smoke Realm, as well as the origin and suffering of the Hell Realm, as well as the purpose of his visit this time.

"So that's how it is, as long as our Sand Dune Sect can try to save the world, then our Sand Dune Sect's disciples are obliged!" Fei Hai said with clasped hands.

Originally, the Shaqiu Sect was easier to talk about, and it was a relatively traditional Buddhist sect, and with the founder of the sect speaking personally, of course there was no problem.

"Buddha, I have a question. As the Dharma belief of our Sand Dune Gate, you have experienced so many sufferings, and you have also traveled to the hell world. Have you become a Buddha?"

The Xuanzhuang people were more persistent, looked at the epileptic monk and asked;
"Amitabha, since I sacrificed my life for righteousness in the world of spiritual cultivation, and after I got used to seeing life and death, I now know the origin of this hell world.

So be willing to become a demon, save all living beings, the so-called equality of all living beings, all living beings are also living beings in the hell world! "

"We can't be limited to the sentient beings in the narrow sense. We must have great love. Only in this way can our hearts be like calm water, which is the great state of compassion!"

"Hell is not empty, swear not to become a Buddha!"