Fantasy: All my skills are passive

When the man heard Fan Jian's words, he immediately turned his eyes to look at him and said with a smile.

"Which one do you want to know first?"

"Is there any difference?" Fan Jian said.

"No difference!"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth immediately after hearing this.

What annoys me the most are those who pretend to be mysterious!

Better than him!

If you can pretend so well, why don't you drive a tractor?

The man saw that Fan Jian was a little angry, and immediately smiled even more happily.

"Okay, I'll tell you one by one."

The man stood up, raised his hand and waved the long sword in his hand. The sword energy condensed and he swung several swords in the sky.

The clouds and mist gathered around the sword energy, forming three large characters.

Liang Qianjue.

"Liang Qianjue!"

Fan Jian suddenly sat up from the ground, pointed at the man and said in shock.

"The Heavenly Punishment Sword Immortal?"

Liang Qianjue smiled, sat on the ground again and said.

"Is it weird?"

Fan Jian frowned, looked around and said.

"Then this is the upper world?"

But Liang Qianjue shook his head and said.

"Yes and no!"

"You are playing tricks again. You are not from the Sakyamuni Sect. Why are you always talking so mysteriously?" Fan Jian said speechlessly.

"I don't have a fighter." Liang Qianjue sighed with a smile, his tone full of helplessness.

"I said yes and no, of course there is a reason!"

"This is what we call the upper world, but it's not the upper world we understand!"

Fan Jian listened to his words with a confused look on his face, then suddenly realized what he said and said in surprise.

"You mean, this is the place after ascension, but it is not the place that we understand that all land gods can reach?"

Liang Qianjue nodded and said.

“I didn’t understand that until I got here.”

Fan Jian finally figured it out.

No wonder you can see the thirty-third level of divine cultivation from here.

Because the so-called upper realm is only separated from this place by clouds, mist and wind that don’t know how far away.

I wonder how many people would fly out of bounds without hesitation if this news spread.

Fan Jian pondered for a moment and then asked again.

"Is this why you came to me to talk to me?"

"Of course not!"

As Liang Qianjue spoke, his expression became serious, and he pointed his sword at Fan Jian.

"I came to you to kill you!"

"puff!"

Fan Jian suddenly turned several somersaults in shock, dodged his sword edge and said.

"Why? Did I provoke you? Or did I dig into your ancestral graves?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at the sword!"

Liang Qianjue said, leaping forward and stabbing with his sword.

Fan Jian quickly stood up, stepped on the Nine Nine Divine Palace Steps to avoid the sword edge, and said while running.

"Are you sick?"

When Liang Qianjue saw this, he immediately sneered and said.

"Jiujiu Shenggongbu? Okay, I'll walk with you too!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward quickly and caught up with Fan Jian in an instant.

Fan Jian was shocked to find that no matter how he changed his route, Liang Qianjue was always with him, side by side, never missing a step.

"With the power of the sword in the sky, I see the dragon in the field!"

Liang Qianjue raised his hand and pierced Fan Jian with his sword. There was no sword energy in the sword body, but Fan Jian felt his heart palpitate. He jumped up and saw that the tip of the sword was sticking to his bones like maggots.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Fan Jian simply changed his mind. His true energy circulated through the earth's veins, and he came out guarding the earth's sword. The sword energy surged and immediately reversed Liang Qianjue's sword.

After the move took effect, Fan Jian quickly ran away. Looking back, he saw Liang Qianjue looking at him with a smile on his face.

"What do you want to do?" Fan Jian asked angrily.

Liang Qianjue put away his sword and said.

"Can't you see? I'm trying you!"

"You are just sick!" Fan Jian couldn't help but said angrily.

"All of you gods on land are sick! You've lived too long, haven't you?"

Liang Qianjue shook his head and smiled bitterly, then looked at Fan Jian and said in a deep voice.

"Boy, let me ask you, if one day you were asked to make a choice between justice and personal feelings, what would you choose?"

Fan Jian said without thinking.

"I have no choice! I want them all!"

Liang Qianjue frowned immediately after hearing this.

“You can’t have your cake and eat it too!”

"Why don't you say no? Not only do I have fish in my left hand and bear's paw in the right, I also want beer in my left hand and Coke in the right! All of you are so idle! I might as well have fun with the fox girl while I have this time!"

Fan Jian was really angry.

He thought that the famous Heavenly Punishment Sword Immortal came to him for some important matter, but in the end he said some mysterious and mysterious words, then drew his sword again, and then asked a nonsense question.

Liang Qianjue sighed.

"Your temper is still the same!"

""

Fan Jian was confused.

What do you mean my temper is still like this?

Do I know you?

"What do you want to say? Stop asking if you have something or not. If you have something, just say it. If you don't have it, I'll leave!"

Liang Qianjue shook his head and said.

"Although this is in a painting, I can't say many things directly to you. I can only guide you to think in the right direction. If you think more, you will definitely be able to think of what I want to say!"

Fan Jian frowned.

Again, saying it is the same as not saying it.

But it seems not.

"You mean that if you tell me directly, the consequences will be more serious than if you don't tell me?"

Liang Qianjue nodded and said.

"Continue!"

"Is there going to be a big disaster in the world of God Cultivation? Is it related to the world of Hell?" Fan Jian asked doubtfully.

Liang Qianjue shook his head and said.

"Think big! Don't be so reserved!"

Fan Jian bit his fingers, pulled his hair, pinched his chin, and almost found a pipe or sweets to stuff in his mouth. He simulated the behavior of all high-IQ people when thinking about problems, but still couldn't think of anything.

If it's not the world of Hell, then what is it?

"Think about where we are now, think about my identity, think about what I did to you just now! Think about the places you have been to, think about what happened in the world of God Cultivation! Think about those people in the world of God Cultivation! Think carefully, connect all the things together, that's what I want to tell you!"

Liang Qianjue said one sentence at a time, making Fan Jian's heart a mess.

"I don't want to think about it! I'm so annoyed!" Fan Jian said.

"Haven't you ascended for a thousand years? What can't you solve now? Can't you just tell me directly?"

Liang Qianjue sighed and said.

"Then go. There is still some time before that day. You have to think carefully after you leave. If you can figure out what I want to tell you in advance, you can choose all the choices I asked you to make just now!"

"If you can't think of it, then you can only choose one!"

Liang Qianjue said, leaped up, stepped on the flying sword and left.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly chased after him and said.

"Don't leave! Explain clearly!"

Before Fan Jian finished speaking, his mind was suddenly pulled back to reality. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Liang Qianjue in the scroll gradually disappeared, and then the entire scroll disappeared.

Fan Jian sat on the stool in confusion.

His head was about to explode.

"What do you want me to think about?"