Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Ye Wuya's body was as erratic as a fallen leaf.

Suddenly up and down, dodging frequently.

Occasionally, he pointed out, and the sharp energy immediately made Fan Jian at a loss.

Elder Shen said immediately when he saw this.

"Junior Brother Fan, Gusheng, please step back first!"

Saying that, he held Xian Xianchen's long sword in his hand, jumped up, raised his hand and stabbed Ye Wuya straight with the sword.

Shen Wuxin is known as the Saint of Love in the world of spiritual cultivation. The word "love" refers to his swordsmanship, the Sword Art of Cutting the Silk of Love, which is called Love Sword in the world of spiritual cultivation.

The word "love" seems simple, but it encompasses the whole world.

There is love between men and women.

There is a kinship between parents and compatriots.

There is the friendship between close friends and close friends.

There is a feeling of compassion and respect for the world.

The deeper the understanding of love, the deeper the realm of love sword.

In the Silk Sword Art of Cutting Love, first there is love, then there is no love, and in the depths of love, there is love again.

When Fan Jian and Gu Shengren saw Elder Shen joining, they retreated first.

When Ye Wuya saw this, he did not dare to neglect it. After all, the Love Sword under the fifth-level Love Sage level was not something that could be easily resolved by land gods.

Ye Wuya raised his hand and waved it. Qingxuan was in his hand. In a flash, he was fighting with Elder Shen.

"Junior Brother Fan, do you still remember what I told you? The sword is like the human heart, and the swordsmanship is also like the human heart! Controlling the sword with the body is only called swordsmanship, and controlling the sword with the heart should be regarded as magical power!"

As Elder Shen spoke, he swung the sword in his hand frequently. The sword technique seemed to be random, but it pointed directly at Ye Wuya's vital points.

The swords met, and bursts of energy exploded, spreading around like waves.

Elder Shen is one hundred and seventeen years old this year. He is the last direct disciple of Xiao Guizang before he traveled around the world for nearly a hundred years. The other one is Elder Dugu.

The elders of the other pavilions were all disciples that Xiao Guizang only accepted after returning to the family many times over the past hundred years, and they did not really teach any skills.

In the past hundred years of the Qingmu Sect, all the elders of the past generations died when they crossed over to the land of immortals. This was also the most difficult step for countless saints in the world of spiritual cultivation to cross.

And Dugu Yifang and Shen Wuxin in the Second Sword Pavilion have already reached the stage of overcoming the catastrophe.

Just to leave a fire for the Qingmu Sect, he has been suppressing his cultivation and not stepping into the 33rd realm.

This kind of experience has made Elder Shen's firm mood fade several times.

Until now, countless talents have emerged from Qingmu Sect.

Each of the twenty direct disciples of Shi Pavilion has the talent to achieve supreme cultivation, which also makes Elder Shen and Elder Dugu feel greatly relieved.

If Fan Jian hadn't left the Qingmu Sect, they would have decided to wait until the day when Fan Jian took over as the head of the clan, and then set foot on the Thirty-Three Realms to meet the catastrophe of being promoted to a land god.

For the two of them, Fan Jian is the future of Qingmumen, and it is also a new beginning for them.

Therefore, Elder Shen and Elder Dugu are the people in the entire Qingmu Sect who care about Fan Jian the most, except Elder Yao.

They hope that Fan Jian can go further and fly higher all the time!

In this way, even if they die due to disaster, they will have no regrets!

It just backfired.

"Love brings joy to the world, love destroys the world to mourn!"

Elder Shen flipped his wrist and turned his sword sideways in front of his eyes. The blade of the sword reflected Elder Shen's eyes, which were full of sadness.

A figure flashed across Elder Shen's mind.

Then a tear dropped from the corner of his eye. He was attracted by the sword energy and attached to the sword. He twisted the sword body and the light suddenly flickered.

Then the sword was gently handed out, as if to deliver the sword to the opponent's hand.

Ye Wuya would never dare to think so.

He quickly jumped back and continued to climb up the stairs to the sky.

But Elder Shen's feet were flickering frequently, following him as he continued to approach.

It was not until the mountain gate at the end of the stairs that there was no way to retreat that Ye Wuya raised his hand and waved his sword to fight.

On the top of the mountain, there were thousands of lights, making the night look like day.

Then a burst of force came out, and all the stone steps on the stairs to the sky flew away.

Everyone at the bottom of the steps immediately jumped into the sky.

As he ran with such energy, Fan Jian only felt a scratch on his face.

He saw Elder Shen's tear and asked in confusion.

"Who is that person in Brother Shen's heart?"

Elder Yin sighed immediately after hearing this.

"This is Junior Sister Yan Rushu. She is a disciple of Jiange and the Taoist companion of Senior Brother Shen."

"Thirty years ago, when she was crossing the Tribulation Realm and the Saint Realm, her soul was gone. In order to suppress the realm, Senior Brother Shen didn't even see her for the last time in the Thirty-Third Realm, and she grew old overnight."

Elder Tie said calmly.

"Among our generations of brothers and sisters, there were once more than twenty amazing geniuses like you, but they all died due to disaster! In the end, we were the only ones who dared not set foot on the Thirty-three The old immortal of the world!"

"Cultivation is an act that goes against heaven," Elder Xu took a sip of wine and said with a touch of wine, "Every time you cross a realm along the way, you are on the line between life and death. What is there to regret?"

"Junior Brother Fan, you have been to the Qingmumen Hall before. Many tablets in that hall are direct disciples of past generations who died in disasters!" Elder Yin said in a deep voice.

"They are the witnesses of the Qingmu Sect's thousand-year inheritance! Have you ever remembered that one of the Qingmu Sect's rules is that the fire is passed down from generation to generation, and the Tao dies with each person?"

Fan Jian was shocked.

He finally understood why Xiao Guizang and Di Yaofu were so treasured by him that they even lowered their status and tricked and deceived him into accepting their inheritance.

Finally, he understood why he was so rampant in Qingmu Sect after becoming the master's disciple, and no one said a word to him.

He watched Elder Shen and Ye Wuya fighting in the sky, and suddenly he seemed to understand Ye Wuya's intention to bring Qingqing back.

He used the same method as Xiao Guizang and Di Yaofo, but one accepted it happily and the other refused to obey!

But understanding is understanding, which does not mean that Fan Jian can forgive Ye Wuya.

He will definitely do what he should do.

His state of mind changed, and Fan Jian also had a deeper understanding of Elder Shen's words.

While watching the fight between the two, he examined his sword heart.

I don't know since when, his sword heart will not move because of his own humiliation, but when he distinguishes right from wrong and comprehends the world, his sword heart will be faintly moved.

Just like the day when he comprehended the thunder sword.

What is this sword heart?

Is it enlightenment?

Is it enlightenment?

It seems that it is not.

Suddenly, a sentence went straight into his mind.

Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement!

He then remembered that every time he grew up, he was tenaciously understanding this world of divine cultivation, integrating into this world of divine cultivation, and understanding this world of divine cultivation.

The word "Jian" in his name represents strength and self-breakthrough.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and only used his heart to feel the surrounding strength and the swords of Elder Shen and Ye Wuya.

He saw that the sword ball Yuanying in his body suddenly became agitated, and he waved one move after another as he thought in his heart.

At the same time, the Yuanying of Gongyang Xinshu also began to dance.

Finally, the five Yuanyings danced at the same time.

Fan Jian's heart suddenly seemed to open a door, and a sword move flashed through his mind. It was a sword move he had never seen before. It was only for a moment, and only one move, but it was imprinted in his heart like a brand.