Fantasy: My skills are all passive

The wind has no form, is impermanent, invisible, and penetrates through every hole.

It is the one with the most changes in the sword's posture among the eight swords of the Daji Zhoutian.

Sensing the comprehension of Xunfeng's sword power, Fan Jian immediately drew out his long sword, flew towards the school field, and raised his hand to dance in the school field.

"On the sixth day, Wu Zhen advances and retreats."

"Ninety-two, the wind beside the pillow!"

"Jiu San, the wind sounds frequently!"

"June [-]th, win with the wind!"

"Ninth Five-Year Plan, there is no beginning and no end!"

"Shangjiu, lose your posture and axe!"

"The general outline of Xunfeng Sword Power, the wind comes from here!"

Standing with his sword closed, Fan Jian couldn't help frowning.

The old man said that the Xunfeng sword power is based on change, it comes first, it penetrates every hole, and it specializes in breaking the local sword energy and protecting the body, but when he used it, he never felt that way, and even the power was mediocre. strange.

When he was wondering, he heard a voice coming from behind.

"Boy, are you confused?"

Turning his head to look, he saw Xiao Guizang walking over with a fishing rod.

"Do you think the power of the Xunfeng sword is not enough?" The old man said with a smile.

"Please, please, please, I will tell you!"

Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said.

"Forget it, anyway, I don't rely on this trick to make a living!"

As Fan Jian said, he made a gesture to leave.

"Ahem... give me some face, how can I say that I am also your master?" Xiao Guizang said speechlessly.

"Okay, okay, let me say!"

Only then did Fan Jian stop in his tracks.

Fight with me?Even the old man who set up a street stall can't play it!
I saw Xiao Guizang holding the fishing rod in his hand, raising his hand with a wave, and a picture of eight trigrams suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Daji Xiantian Bajian is based on Zhoutian gossip. Qiantian sword is endless, Kundi sword is defensive and defensive, Xunfeng sword is broken and changeable, Zhenlei sword is fast and fierce, and Kanshui sword is powerful. Feminine and casual, Lihuo sword is wild and raging, Genshan sword is straight and strong, Duize sword absorbs and extracts."

Every time Xiao Guizang uttered a word, he swung his sword with a fishing rod, striking the corresponding gossip diagram with sword energy.

"If you want to fully integrate the eight swords, you must understand the hexagram of that sword."

As Xiao Guizang said, he picked up the fishing rod and pointed at Fan Jian.

"Attack me with the sword of Xunfeng Sword Power!"

When Fan Jian heard the words, he immediately came out with his sword in his hand, and raised his hand in the first form to strike.

"Wu Zhen advances and retreats, takes the wind to come and go freely, the sword's power is divided into nine points, does not seek to kill the enemy, but only seeks to advance and retreat with certainty!"

As Xiao Guizang said, he responded with the same move, pointing the fishing rod on the startled silence, immediately driving Fan Jian forward and back.

Fan Jian frowned, and made a second move with his sword.

"The wind on the pillow blows from the person next to the pillow. Even the strongest fortress in the world can't withstand the internal attack. The sword's power is divided and densely distributed, turning into a billion, pervasive. It is designed to break the body's protective energy and defensive momentum!"

Xiao Guizang swung the fishing rod again, and Fan Jian suddenly felt that the sky was full of shadows of the fishing rod. He held the Jingji Sword in his hand to block left and right, but he was still hit by the fishing rod.

Fan Jian was furious, and the old man took the opportunity to beat me!

Immediately, he didn't hold back his hand anymore, Xunfeng sword force moved out one after another.

Seeing this, Xiao Guizang smiled immediately.

While coping with it, he explained to Fan Jian the subtleties of the moves. Before he knew it, the two of them had passed more than a hundred moves.

Fan Jian, on the other hand, was also absorbed in the confrontation of the sword.

Xuanyuanmen stronghold.

Yuan Changgong asked immediately when he saw an old man walk out of the tent.

"How is my wife?"

The old man shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Mrs. Xuan's qi and blood are deficient, she loses her mind and forgets things. She was already suffering from a heart disease, and then suffered an internal injury in the back, and her heart pulse was concussed. I can only protect her from death. I really can't help her with the rest! Only the three methods of three people can cure it!"

"Who?" Yuan Changgong asked hastily.

"The Green Plum Medicine Sutra written by Huang Yuanhua, the medical sage of the Huangting School, the Beidou Huansheng Pill written by Yao Yinghui of the Qingmu Gate, and the Medicine Master Sutra written by the Flute Medicine Buddha. Except for the three of them, the only one who can be reborn as Yuan Ying!"

Yuan Changgong frowned.

Nascent Soul rebirth is actually rebirth in the womb of a woman who has just been pregnant for less than two months. Although the memory can be restored by practicing to the Nascent Soul Stage, the person is no longer that person!
Among the three people mentioned just now, Huang Yuanhua is Hua Taixu's uncle, and Yao Yinghui is the elder of Qingmumen. These two people have already forged enmity.

The only Piyao Buddha is still the head of the previous generation of Sakyamuni. He has been closed for more than [-] years to seek the opportunity to ascend to the upper realm, but so far he has failed, and his life and death are unknown.

Yuan Changgong walked into the tent slowly, looked at the pale face on the bed, and sighed suddenly.

"Sanniang, you used to say that I was too strict with the children, and you were afraid that I would push them too hard, so you sent them to Huangjian Gate and Qingmu Gate respectively!"

"But now?"

"In order to avenge you, so many people died in Xuanyuanmen, and even you were seriously injured! It will take several years for the Nascent Soul of so many people to be reborn."

"The three of you are the most important people in Yuan Changgong. Shou'er and Hou'er are dead. I will never let you leave me too! Just wait! I will attack the Green Wood Gate and force Yao Ying I regret handing over the Big Dipper Resurrecting Life Pill!"

Yuan Changgong said, walked out of the tent, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice.

"Call all the disciples and follow me to the Greenwood Gate!"

Ling Pavilion.

Steaming.

Elder Tie waved his hand, and a half-person-high box appeared in front of Fan Jian.

The box contained silver needles that were half a foot long and as thin as a cow's hair, reflecting red light under the firelight of the Ling Pavilion.

"A total of 15, all made of broken halberd sand, designed to break the body's protective energy, Junior Brother Fan, this time Lingge has paid a lot of money!" Elder Tie said.

"The material money in this box is worth two Jingji!"

Fan Jian touched the large box of silver needles excitedly, and said with a smile.

"Brother Tie, don't worry! With them, I will definitely be able to end this senseless war as soon as possible!"

"I hope so!" Elder Tie said with a smile.

Just as Fan Jian received the silver needle, he saw a disciple running over and said.

"Elder, the head of the sect has something important to discuss! Ask Master Fan to go with you!"

Elder Tie nodded and said.

"understood!"

Fan Jian said in a deep voice.

"It should be something big, let's go!"

The two immediately flew out.

When I came to the main hall, I saw that Han Pan was waiting in the main hall, and the other elders were also there.

Seeing the two people coming, Xiao Guizang said immediately.

"Yuan Changgong has summoned all Xuanyuanmen disciples and some people from other sects to rush to Qingmumen. It seems that they are preparing for a decisive battle!"

Elder Ji said with a sneer.

"He came at the right time. If he keeps attacking the periphery, the Qingmumen may not be able to afford it, but if it is a direct confrontation, the Qingmumen will never lose to him!"

Elder Xu frowned and said.

"Yuan Changgong won't be so stupid, is there another purpose?"

"No matter what the purpose is, this battle is inevitable!" Elder Shen said.

"Not bad." Xiao Guizang said.

"The disciples in various industrial areas are already on their way back to the sect. This time, let them know the true strength of our Qingmu sect!"

Elder Dugu nodded and said.

"Junior Brother Fu, Junior Sister Yue, the two of you take Fu Pavilion and Yun Pavilion to set up a cloud formation and incense formation outside the mountain gate, Junior Brother Tian, ​​you lead the disciples of Tian Pavilion to hide around, and leave the frontal battle to the fourth pavilion of swords and wine. Junior Brother Ji, Junior Sister Wen, you two will support you from the sidelines."