Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Ahem!"

Yun Tianye suddenly coughed loudly in embarrassment, looking around and whispering.

"No! After we plan to return to Qingmu Gate, we will ask Elder Fu for a furnace of Hehe Incense..."

"Ah? Why?" Fan Jian asked doubtfully.

"Is it so particular?"

"I don't know, I just heard that using Hehe incense will make both parties feel much better for the first time!" Yun Tianye said, coughing a few more times.

"Ahem, I went to wash up, don't say it was me who said that!"

"I feel much better..." Fan Jian's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Yun Tianye turning around and leaving. He raised his hand and a piece of spice appeared on his hand.

"Did you tell me earlier? I have Hehexiang?"

Just as he was talking, he saw Ye Qingqing walking past him with narrowed eyes and snorted softly.

Fan Jian quickly put away the Hehexiang and walked into the yard.

After everyone had breakfast, they officially entered the magical venue.

Although Shenji Baijie is a collective activity of Shenji Sect, due to the division of the four families, there is no such thing as an opening ceremony.

Since the morning, most Shenji Sect disciples have already set out their own challenge projects.

Fan Jian looked around with everyone, and couldn't help being happy.

The current venue is like a temple fair in this world, with all kinds of strange magic weapons.

It’s hard to say how useful these magic weapons are.

For example, one of the magic weapons is called the Immortal Food Pot.

As long as you put in the chopped ingredients, you can use the true energy to operate the pot to cook by yourself. In this process, you need to control the true energy to cook the pot like refining medicine.

What makes people laugh is that it would be fine if the dish is really a rare treasure, but the dish that is stir-fried in the pot is just four words.

It’s cooked and can be eaten!

Fan Jian only had five words to evaluate it.

What a waste of energy!

A few people walked around and came to a small stall.

The stall owner is a body cultivator wearing Mohist clothes, sitting beside the stall with a sad face.

His stall is rarely visited.

Fan Jian walked over and took a look, and saw landscape paintings hanging behind him, including mountains, water, forests and plains.

"Brother, are you selling magic weapons or paintings?" Fan Jian said with a smile.

The divine cultivator stood up immediately after hearing this and said excitedly.

"Does this friend want to participate in my challenge? It's very simple!"

"Should you tell me what prizes there are first?" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"The prize is these paintings behind me!" said the divine cultivator.

"Painting? What kind of prize is a painting?" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"This is not an ordinary painting, this is a magic weapon I developed. The paintings are magical!" the young man introduced excitedly.

"A spiritual cultivator above the distraction level can put the phantom of his spiritual thoughts into the painting, and it will be as if he is immersed in the scene, and all the five senses will be exactly the same as the real thing!"

Fan Jian's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

VR? Virtual reality technology?

This guy is so talented!

"Can I try it out?" Fan Jian asked immediately.

"Generally speaking, it's not possible!" said the little brother.

"But no one paid attention to me this morning. When people heard that I was just painting, they didn't even challenge me! Just give it a try!"

After hearing this, Fan Jian immediately walked to the painting and said.

"How to use it?"

"Just put your hand on the painting and turn on the spiritual shadow!" said the little brother.

Fan Jian nodded, chose a painting of a waterfall, pressed his hand on it, closed his eyes, and released the shadow of his spiritual thoughts.

Suddenly I heard the roar of a waterfall. When I opened my eyes, I was so shocked that I was speechless.

I saw that I was already at a waterfall. The waterfall was rushing down into the lake, and the water spray drew a rainbow in the air.

Surrounded by the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a burst of water dropped on his face. Fan Jian reached out and touched it. Even the water droplets were extremely real.

For a moment, Fan Jian almost felt like he had traveled through time again.

He quickly felt his cultivation and found that it was intact, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Fan Jian's mind.

"Since this place is so real, if I use the Six Void Sword Art here, will it also increase my proficiency?"

Thinking of this, Fan Jian suddenly felt relieved.

Fortunately, the Six Void Sword Jue is different from the Eight Great Swords of Zhoutian. The sword energy does not need to be attached to any items and can be used with bare hands.

He immediately mobilized his true energy and ran it along the thunder veins for a week. With a wave of his hand, he saw a lightning-like sword energy swaying out. In an instant, it stirred up thousands of waves and created a huge gap in the waterfall.

At this time, the proficiency of Liuxu Sword Art really increased.

Fan Jian was immediately overjoyed.

The biggest reason why the Six Void Sword Techniques cannot be practiced casually is that the momentum is too high. If one move is made, at least not a single blade of grass will grow within a mile. The amount of Qi invested in the meridians is too small, and the proficiency level is almost non-existent.

So much so that even when he was stationed at Yun Yumen, Fan Jian rarely took the initiative to contact him.

Now that we have this thing, we can't just practice whatever we want?

Thinking of this, Fan Jian immediately stopped his spiritual thoughts.

As soon as he came out, he saw a bunch of people gathered around the stall, all looking at him in shock.

Gu Shengren and the other girls all turned their backs on their backs with their faces red, and Lou Changkong and Yuntian Ye were so stunned that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Fan Jian looked around doubtfully and said.

"What's wrong?"

The boy selling paintings swallowed his saliva and said.

"Brother, your Nascent Soul...is too strange..."

Fan Jian rolled his eyes immediately.

Good guy!

This is really a social mess!

His Yuanying are all naked men without clothes! And they look exactly like him! Isn't this showing his whole body to everyone?

Fan Jian said unhappily.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen naked men? Do you want to see real naked men?"

"Go to hell! Exhibitionist!"

"Shameless thing!"

"Being insulted, the little bottom value +43."

"Being insulted, the little bottom value +96."

"Being despised, the little bottom value +1."

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This despised guy! What do you despise? Stand up!

Fan Jian curled his lips indifferently and looked at the young man and said.

"I want this thing, how to challenge, you tell me!"

The young man suddenly took out a box and said excitedly.

"Great! This is it! As long as you can open this mechanical iron box, the painting will be yours!"

Fan Jian picked up the mechanical iron box and felt it was light in his hand. It looked like a Rubik's Cube, but it didn't have the uniform small pieces of a Rubik's Cube.

The surface of the box was full of small bumps, hundreds of them on each side, surrounding a small hole, and it felt numb and bumpy.

"How do you play this?"

Fan Jian handed the box to Yu Huaxue.

"This is... the heart-calculating iron box!"

Yu Huaxue said in surprise.

"What box?" Fan Jian asked in confusion.

The young man said in surprise.

"The girl is a connoisseur! That's right, this is the only two mechanical magic weapons I am proficient in, the heart-calculating iron box!"

Yu Huaxue took the iron box, inserted her finger into the small hole, and condensed her true energy, and saw a ray of light seeping out of the small hole.