Fantasy: My skills are all passive

The aunt was at a loss when she heard the words, and thought for a long time before speaking.

"I've never heard of your situation. I think you should stop using the Daji Xiantian Eight Swords, and ask Hidden Sword Immortal when you see him!"

Fan Jian shook his head and said.

"Unfortunately not! You don't know, my sword heart is a cheap character. Every time I commit a crime, Jianwan will be stimulated by Jianxin to generate self-generated sword energy. Before, I could still put the sword energy back. What should I do now? Even if I can hold back not to make a move, I can't help not to be cheap!"

"How cheap are you to completely reverse the point!"

The aunt said while covering her forehead.

Seeing Fan Jian jumping off the bed suddenly, he said angrily.

"It doesn't matter! Early explosion and late explosion are explosions, isn't it just an explosion pill? I have five golden pills, so I'm afraid it won't explode?"

"Today, I, Fan Jian, want to let it know that my body is my own decision! I can't help myself!"

As Fan Jian said, he jumped out, flew out of the village, gathered his true energy, and rushed straight to the Great Golden Pill in his lower dantian.

However, the imaginary scene of exploding alchemy did not appear, but the sword energy that was born was tamed a lot!Not as restless as before.

Fan Jian was overjoyed immediately.

She danced a butt-twisting dance about fresh shrimp crackers from Haojia, and sang excitedly.

"Blessing in misfortune! Hiccup! I got lucky in misfortune! Hiccup! I got lucky in misfortune! Hiccup! Great golden pill mixed sword pill, I got lucky in misfortune! Hiccup!"

Gu Shengren chased him out, twisted after seeing him swinging the sword, immediately knew that he was fine, and immediately said dumbfounded.

"Look at you, you're screaming again!"

Fan Jian said happily.

"Can you not be embarrassed? I am now a Five Pill Sect, and there is a large Golden Pill in it. May I ask, who doesn't like big ones?"

Gu Shengren didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but suddenly her smile froze, her face darkened, she turned around, took a deep breath, and said softly.

"Let me teach you to fly with Yujian!"

Fan Jian was so immersed in his own joy that he didn't notice Gu Shengren's strangeness, so he said with a smile.

"Hurrah!"

Saying that, he raised his hand and took out the Jingji Sword.

Gu Shengren turned his back to Fan Jian and said softly.

"Start with the introduction of the golden elixir into the three yin of the foot, and end with the three yang of the foot!"

Fan Jian listened and quickly followed suit.

"Qi condenses the air of the ten fingers, flows in Yinbai, Dadu, Taibai, Gongsun, Rangu, and starts again and again."

The air end is located at the top of the ten toes, and the acupoints on the back are arranged from the thumb to the sole of the foot. Fan Jian moves the air back and forth according to what she said, and a stream of air suddenly arises under the foot, and the foot floats faintly from the ground.

"Using this kind of air flow to move the sword, you can fly with the sword!"

Fan Jian waved his hand when he heard the words, Jing Ji hovered in front of him, jumped up, and landed firmly on Jing Ji.

A feeling of surprise rose in Fan Jian's heart, his luck was shocked, and his whole body suddenly soared into the sky.

"It's so cool!"

Fan Jian exclaimed, Jing Ji felt the excitement of the master, and moved forward more quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Fan Jian flew hundreds of miles away.

Seeing Fan Jian flying back and forth in the sky, Gu Shengren felt a throbbing pain in his heart, as if someone had punched him in the heart, and even his breathing was sluggish.

Fan Jian flew around, flew back to the village, and said to Gu Shengren.

"How about walking a thousand miles? How to use it?"

Gu Shengren quickly forced himself to show a smile and said.

"After stepping thousands of miles to reach the state of transforming gods, you can use your spiritual thoughts to shuttle back and forth, and you can't learn it now."

Fan Jian curled his lips when he heard the words, and said with a smile, looking at the Jingji sword in his hand.

"It's okay, you have to learn sooner or later!"

Gu Shengren was even more shocked when she heard the words.

Yes, sooner or later he has to learn, and sooner or later he will leave...

Thinking up to this point, I couldn't help it anymore, a tear rolled down, I turned around and said.

"I'm a little sleepy, go back to sleep first!"

"Go ahead!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"I'll fly around again!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shengren immediately returned to her room.

Fan Jian stepped into the startled silence and flew out into the sky again.

No.19 world.

The yin and yang companion world.

This is the connection between the lower eighteen hell realms and the middle eight realms of mortals.

Although there are people, they are still very few after all.

Most of the people who come here are herb pickers who are not afraid of life and death, or warriors who temper their will, or spiritual cultivators who have experienced in the Seven Realms.

There is also a small town here, but it is much lonely compared to other realms.

At this moment, the small town is shrouded in a haze.

The people in that small town gathered in front of a house, pointing at the house and shaking their heads and sighing, talking a lot.

In that room, two people who looked like warriors were frowning, squatting beside the three corpses.

The flesh and blood on the bones were exhausted, leaving only a remnant skeleton.The room was surrounded by splashes of blood, dotted with puddles, hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, a figure moved away from the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads in shock and anger, only to see a big monk who was shaped like a hill come in. After separating the crowd, a thin and rickety monk slowly walked into the room from the crowd.

The thin and stooped monk wore a bamboo hat and held a nine-ringed tin staff in his hand. Every time the long staff fell to the ground, there was a sound of iron rings hitting.

He walked to the corpse and took off the bamboo hat on his head. Only then did everyone realize that it was an old monk.

The old monk took off the beads from his neck, bowed his head and recited the scriptures silently.

The great monk also bowed his head.

The two read for a while, and saw the old monk stretch out his hand, and a golden light immediately sprinkled on the three bones.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

To give birth to a vision, this is the method of the immortals in the upper realm!
I saw that the corpse was shrouded in a scorching white light, and after a while, it had already turned into ashes.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust! Now that you are no longer an ordinary person, go to the Pure Land! Amitabha! Go!"

After the old monk finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the ashes immediately floated out of the door like mist.

Everyone looked at the strange scene, turned their heads to look back at the room, and the two had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

When they reappeared, the two monks had already arrived at Zhujie Mountain, the ghost gate where the two worlds meet.

The old monk saw the crack in the fate lock, put his hands together and said:

"Amitabha! Sure enough, the Destiny Lock was damaged! The two peerless sword celestial beings led the hell world to see the sun again! What a calamity!"

"Master, what should we do then?" the great monk asked in a deep voice.

"For the current plan, only the poor monk guards here, in case another blood demon escapes."

As the old monk said, he handed over the tin staff in his hand, and took off the beads around his neck, and finally raised his hand, a purple gold bowl appeared in his hand, and handed it over together.

"You take the Fanlin tin staff, the Dari Mantra Buddha Beads and the Prajna Golden Bowl to find the Blood Demon, take it away, and then find the person who bears the Blood Demon's heart seed, and you must bring him here. If he doesn't come, Even if you kill him, you must not leave a curse behind!"

Hearing the words, the great monk put his palms together and said.

"Disciple understands!"

"Go!"

The great monk was about to leave when the old monk said again.

"Wusheng, this matter is of great importance, even if you go to hell, you must never be merciful!"

Wusheng nodded and said.

"Disciple understands!"