Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Lou Changkong and Yun Tianye stared at Fan Jian trotting out of the cafeteria, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long time, Lou Changkong scratched his head and said.

"Brother Yun, have we been taught a lesson by him?"

Yun Tianye opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't, and finally just nodded.

"Interesting! Isn't he interesting?" Lou Changkong suddenly smiled.

"Whether he is in the Spiritual Separation Realm or not, I want to make friends with him!"

Yun Tianye looked at Lou Changkong, shook his head and said with a dumb smile.

"Are you eating?"

"If we don't eat in the cafeteria, then we are really the lunatics in Brother Fan's mouth?"

Lou Changkong said with a smile.

"Then eat! I haven't eaten in the cafeteria for a long time!"

"Yes! For a long time!"

Fan Jian ran out of the cafeteria happily, still laughing at the two people's dullness in his heart.

What he didn't know was that Yun Tianye and Lou Changkong were not dull, but martial arts fanatics.

The talents of the two of them were not higher than the other three of the Five Little Strongmen, and their realms were not much different.

But in terms of real strength, they were definitely stronger than the three of them, and not just a little bit!

But Fan Jian didn't care about these, he just wanted to find a place to have a quiet meal.

At this moment, his eyes saw Lingjiang Peak not far away.

Lingjiang Peak is a small peak in Lingge.

A thousand feet below the peak is the Qinglan River at the foot of Qingmumen Mountain. The river is surging and the peaks are majestic and magnificent, which is one of the wonders of Qingmumen.

When Fan Jian's predecessor and a group of disciples entered the sect, they once took a boat to pass Lingjiang Peak and were impressed by the beautiful scenery of the clouds passing through the mountainside like a skirt.

The dream of the predecessor was to be able to advance to the foundation building stage and climb Lingjiang Peak to see the beautiful scenery of clouds and water.

Because Lingjiang Peak has a ban, only divine cultivators above the foundation building stage can go up to the peak.

It was a pity that his predecessor had not been able to break through the foundation building for five years, so this dream became his only but difficult to achieve wish.

Now Fan Jian has reached the realm of distraction, and the restriction on entering the peak is no longer effective for him. Why not take this opportunity to fulfill his predecessor's dream!

Thinking of this, Fan Jian immediately jumped up along the steps to the top of the mountain.

In less than ten minutes, Fan Jian arrived at the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was only ten feet in radius. A platform was paved with bluestone slabs in the center, on which was placed a stone table and two stone benches. Nineteen traces of sword energy were crisscrossed on the stone table, forming a Go chessboard.

There were some round stones all around, and an old man was sitting alone on one of the stones.

The old man sat by the river, holding a fishing rod in his hand. The fishing line fluttered down from the mountain peak. I don't know how far it hung, and it was slightly swaying in the weak mountain breeze.

"Fishing here?" Fan Jian said in doubt.

"Is it a hermit master?"

Thinking of this, Fan Jian shook his head repeatedly.

He had seen all the elders of the ten inner sects, but he had never seen such a man.

This old man...

He was almost old and breathless. Which hermit was like this? Not to mention Fan Jian's disbelief, no one would believe it.

"Maybe it was a family member of a disciple who came to visit!" Fan Jian said in his heart.

"Never mind him!"

Thinking of this, Fan Jian walked to a round stone and sat down, with the rolling sea of ​​clouds and the wide river at his feet.

The sea of ​​clouds was rolling, and the river reflected the blue sky. The clouds, sky and water blended together, and when it blew through the mountain peaks, it was really like flying a sword in the sky.

Fan Jian ate the barbecue rice in two or three bites, and absorbed all the spiritual energy of the barbecue rice with strong digestion. The feeling of the true energy spreading throughout the body made people feel comfortable all over.

After eating the barbecue rice, Fan Jian raised his hand and used the true energy to melt the lunch box.

This was the original creation of the wine pavilion. The lunch box was made of special materials. Once the true energy passed through, it turned into water vapor and dissipated, and even the oil stains disappeared.

It has to be said that this is a fantasy world. If there was such technology in the past life, why would there be any need to protect the environment!

After sighing for a while, Fan Jian took out the highlight.

Eight Treasures Chicken!

As soon as the lotus leaf package was opened, a refreshing fragrance went straight into his mind.

"It smells so good!"

Fan Jian drooled and carefully tore off a chicken leg. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he heard a voice beside him.

"Eight Treasures Chicken, fed with four spirit grasses and four spirit insects, marinated, and baked in a slow fire hanging oven for three hours. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is endless aftertaste!"

Fan Jian turned around and saw that the old man who was fishing was drooling at his Eight Treasures Chicken.

"Have you eaten it?" Fan Jian asked.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't eaten it. When I came here last time, there was no such thing!" said the old man.

As soon as this was said, Fan Jian was more certain that he was not some otherworldly master.

"Do you want to eat it?" Fan Jian handed the chicken over and said.

"Is it okay?" asked the old man.

"Sure, it's just a chicken! I'm an elite inner sect disciple! You can eat this chicken as much as you want!" Fan Jian boasted.

The old man smiled and pointed at Fan Jian's clothes.

"I remember you were wearing outer sect clothes, right?"

Fan Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said.

"You have a good eye! Okay, I stole this chicken! Don't say anything when you go out!"

"You stole the chicken, and you're willing to share it with me?" The old man said with a smile.

"Hey! We're friends! As the saying goes, whoever sees it gets a share! It's our fate to meet here at Lingjiang Peak! Don't be polite to me!"

The old man smiled and put down the fishing rod in his hand, walked to Fan Jian's boulder and sat down, and also tore off a chicken leg.

Fan Jian took a bite, and suddenly a strong fragrance mixed with spiritual energy went straight from his mouth to his limbs. Under the stimulation of 100% spiritual energy for strong digestion, he couldn't help shivering!

This feeling is like bathing in a hot spring in winter, drinking ice spring in summer, spring and autumn breeze, sunshine, sea breeze and beach!

Cool!

Fan Jian couldn't help but exhale deeply.

His grandma!

That soul grass almost took his life!

Eating is much more enjoyable than taking drugs! And it doesn't damage the body!

I heard that there is a snack called fried green beans in the wine pavilion. I will put a handful of green beans in my pocket in the future and knock them wherever I go!

Fan Jian ate a chicken leg and looked down, and saw that the whole Eight Treasures Chicken was only a piece of chicken neck.

He said in astonishment.

"Oh my god! You eat so fast?"

The old man turned his head and said with an embarrassed expression.

"Oh, sorry! It was so delicious that I couldn't help it!"

Fan Jian didn't know what to say, so he had to say it with tears streaming down his face.

"Forget it, it's just a chicken."

"Then this chicken neck..."

"Here you go!"

Fan Jian handed the lotus leaf over.

The old man smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite!"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth and stood there waiting for a while.

He was still expecting that this delicious old man would be like Hong Qigong, a master who could pass on his magical skills after eating a little!

Until the old man took out half a cake from his cloth bag, wiped the oil and water on the lotus leaf clean and stuffed it into his mouth, Fan Jian rolled his eyes and walked down the mountain.

An otherworldly master?

Haha!

Novels are all lies!