Fantasy: All my skills are passive

What grade?

Of course, the higher the better!

But since Elder Tie asked this, he must have his reasons.

Just listen to Elder Tie say.

"Most of the magic weapons and weapons used by Tianji Pavilion in exchange for the power of Thunder Tribulation are made by themselves using some lower-level materials. If they were to be entrusted to recast Silence, Tianji Pavilion would not provide the required materials. You still need to find it yourself.”

"Dry!"

Fan Jian sighed and said.

"I thought it would be easy! Forget it, just look for it!"

While everyone was talking, they returned to the venue where the magic was revealed.

Lou Changkong and others were relieved when they saw Fan Jian bringing Ye Qingqing back.

It was almost noon, and the four-door treasure hunt was almost over.

After Fan Jian settled down with Ye Qingqing, he went to the venue and took another look. Only then did he realize that the four battle treasures shocked him. He couldn't say not at all, but only too little.

Among the four gates, there are indeed not many new magic weapons that can be used.

As Xiang Yingqiong said, the four doors are now at a critical point. They are seeking breakthroughs, but they dare not break through. They want to be new and different, but they are limited by their respective technologies.

All of them are offensive and defensive magic weapons. Except for some similarities in performance and power, they are basically still within the cage of the four respective skills.

So much so that many people were ready to leave before they finished reading.

Even Fan Jian was ready to leave.

At this moment, Xiang Yingqiong was seen driving a mechanical speed car from the sky again, but this time there was one more person in the car.

That guy selling paintings!

The head of the Four Gates family was quite curious about Xiang Yingqiong's sudden appearance, so he immediately stepped forward and said.

"Master, the four-sect treasure battle is not over yet!"

Xiang Yingqiong waved her hand and said.

"I know, I'm here to announce something! When I finish speaking, you can continue the competition!"

Xiang Yingqiong turned to look at the painting seller, waved her hand at him and said.

"First Feiyun, come here."

I saw the painting seller walking forward timidly and saying.

"Master, I know I was wrong! Even though I drew some things that I shouldn't have drawn, you don't have to publicly execute me, right?"

Xiang Yingqiong shook his head and said.

"Kneel down!"

First Feiyun immediately fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, looking miserable and about to cry without tears.

Xiang Yingqiong raised his hand and waved, Mo Gongjian appeared in his hand, placed it on the shoulder of First Feiyun and said.

"As the eighth generation leader of the Shenji Sect, I now accept you as my direct disciple."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burst of purple light blooming from the Mo Gong Sword, and then the sword body suddenly disintegrated and reorganized, and the tip of the sword pointed at the forehead of the first Fei Yun.

He saw a burst of purple light shining on his forehead, which was a purple mark like a three-toothed gear.

"I have left a huge seal for you. Seeing the huge seal is like seeing the leader! From today on, you are the ninth generation disciple of the Shenji Sect and the future leader of the Shenji Sect!"

Looking at this familiar scene, Fan Jian suddenly remembered that he was left with the Qingmu Sword Seal on the Qingmu Gate campus. He immediately smiled, waved to No. 1 Feiyun and said.

"Brother, painting seller! You are rich!"

The heads of the four families suddenly couldn't believe it, and Baili Jie even frowned and asked.

"Master! Aren't you being a little too arbitrary? First Feiyun can't even build a mechanism umbrella!"

"That's because he put all his thoughts into studying the arithmetic iron box!"

Xiang Yingqiong said.

"First Feiyun, take out the best arithmetic iron box you have ever made!"

Then First Feiyun raised his hand and took out a palm-sized iron box.

"Aren't you familiar with the arithmetic iron box?" Xiang Yingqiong said with a sneer.

"If any of you can unlock this iron arithmetic box, I will take back my decision! There are many solutions to the mystery, and of course the main focus is on decryption. I don't know when it started to become this boring treasure battle! "

Xianglijie frowned and walked forward, picked up the iron box and triggered the mechanism.

I saw him holding the iron box and easily solving the first calculation problem. Before he could sneer, another calculation problem suddenly appeared in the iron box.

"Are you doing two-level math at one level? You are quite capable!"

Baili Jiesui said, still starting to solve the second problem.

Then came the third, fourth, and until the seventh, Baili Jie suddenly said in shock.

"Boy, how many questions have you prepared for each session?"

First Feiyun shrugged and said.

"There are only three lanes at most on each side!"

"Then why didn't I hear the sound of the mechanism triggering?"

"Because I fused the mechanisms together!" First Feiyun said.

"Therefore, there is no sound of the mechanism triggering in this arithmetic iron box. If the person decrypting the code does not know this and cannot hear the various mechanisms triggering, he will be upset if he continues to decode it, which will affect his computing power."

"Hmph! A small trick!" Bailijie sneered and continued to solve the problem.

However, when the eighteenth question was solved, another question actually appeared, and Baili Jie suddenly said angrily.

"Didn't you say that each side can have up to three courses?"

"Yes, so you have untied it a long time ago!" First Feiyun said:

"Actually, this tin box is only really effective for eleven questions. After solving the eleventh question, you only need to wait for a while, and the tin box will open automatically. If you continue to solve the problem, the tin box will be locked, and you can only start from the beginning. ”

When Baili Jie heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said angrily.

"You're kidding me? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Diyi Feiyun hid behind Xiang Yingqiong and said.

"What kind of decryption is it if you said it earlier?"

"You..."

Xiang Yingqiong said in a deep voice.

"Enough! You've seen that since the founder of Shenjimen, Mo Di, no one has made any major breakthroughs in the iron box of the heart calculation for thousands of years!"

"Only him! In addition to the iron box of the heart calculation, Diyi Feiyun also created the painting through the illusion array!"

"That rubbish scroll?" Baili Jie sneered.

"What else can it be used for except to satisfy some selfish desires?"

"Stupid!" Xiang Yingqiong sneered.

"The painting is a small world of its own, connected to the mind of the gods, and can be used to practice martial arts! If an opponent is drawn, it is a target for sparring! And getting hurt in it will not cause substantial losses to people!"

"I believe he used the beauty painting just to make you realize the role of the small world! You used it to do some dirty things!"

Fan Jian's face turned red when he heard this, and he felt that he seemed to be hit in the head by a stray bullet.

Xiang Yingqiong looked at the four family heads coldly and said in a deep voice.

"Anyway, these two magic weapons are enough to prove that his talent is no worse than any of you! In time, he will definitely bring new glory to the Shenji Gate!"

The other three family heads looked at each other and immediately stepped forward and said.

"Follow the teachings of the headmaster! We will do our best to teach the future headmaster the way of magic weapons!"

Seeing this, Baili Jie bowed his hands and saluted.

Fan Jian jumped out immediately after hearing this, slapped Diyi Feiyun on the shoulder and said.

"Good boy, I knew you would be rich sooner or later!"