Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Fan Jian threw the empty scroll on the ground and stepped on it.

"I want a hammer!"

"There is nothing wrong in this world. It's up to me to disturb myself! If the soldiers come, I'll stop them. When the water comes, I'll be suffocated!"

"Others have traveled through beautiful cars, wine pools and meat forests, and I have to be forced by the bosses to do this or that? You can do it! Come on! You have already ascended and you come to ask me to do something in a small Nascent Soul Realm. Damn it to you. !”

"Okay, you like me to be the leader, right? OK! I will be your leader! Unify the world of spiritual cultivation!"

"When the time comes, the first rule is that it is strictly forbidden to forcefully teach the power and accept disciples!"

Fan Jian calmed down after trampling the empty scroll to pieces.

He raised his hand and waved, and the fox girl scroll suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Hey hey hey!" Fan Jian said while rubbing his hands.

"It's still so interesting!"

Fan Jian said, and was about to put his hand on the scroll.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he immediately stuffed the scroll under his butt.

Ye Qingqing stumbled out, covering his head and sitting next to Fan Jianjian.

"You...why did you come out?" Fan Jian asked guiltily.

Ye Qingqing closed her eyes, rubbed her temples and shook her head.

"I can't sleep, my mind is spinning..."

Fan Jian was about to stand up and rub her head when he remembered the picture scroll under his butt and said immediately.

"Sit over here and I'll rub it for you!"

Ye Qingqing stood up and sat next to Fan Jianjian, leaning on his legs.

Fan Jian gently rubbed her temples and said.

"When did you get the elixir? Why didn't I know?"

Ye Qingqing said.

"Just got married last night!"

"That's not right!" Fan Jian stopped and said in surprise.

"Aren't you just promoted to the fifth level of distraction? Why did you suddenly form a pill?"

"Don't stop, my head hurts!"

"oh!"

Just listen to Ye Qingqing whisper.

"Brother Jian, let me tell you a secret. Don't tell anyone else, otherwise everyone will say I'm a freak!"

Fan Jian immediately smiled and said after hearing this.

"Isn't that just right? I'm the big freak and you are the little freak! We will have a house full of freaks in the future!"

Ye Qingqing said dumbfounded.

"How can anyone call their child a freak?"

Ye Qingqing was silent for a moment and then spoke.

"Actually, after I drink alcohol, I can use the Drunken Immortal Boundless Fist to transform my drinking energy into cultivation. The more I drink, the more I transform!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this.

Is there such an operation?

Doesn’t the little girl’s film also come with a system?

Supreme Dionysian system?

"I didn't know it before, but later you were taken away by my sister. When I was drinking to relieve my sorrow, I suddenly discovered that my cultivation level was growing rapidly! In just three months, I went from practicing foundation building to the fourth level of distraction. , even higher than Senior Brother Lou.”

Fan Jian immediately smiled and said after hearing this.

"It seems that I will have to prepare a small wine gourd for you in the future, so you can take a few sips if you have nothing to do."

"No!" Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

"The wine tastes terrible, spicy and choking. If it weren't for the sake of improving my cultivation quickly, I would rather practice slowly!"

Fan Jian suddenly remembered the Qinglu Fairy Brew that Liang Qianjue gave him. Not only was it not spicy, it also had a long aftertaste.

He immediately said: "Don't worry, I will research a delicious wine for you in the future and let you drink it like water!"

"Hehe, you're lying, there's no such thing as good wine!" Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

While he was talking, he heard the sound of footsteps. The Saint came over and looked at the two people coldly and said.

"Why don't you come to bed? Are you cultivating immortality?"

"Here we come!" Fan Jian said quickly.

Ye Qingqing immediately stuck out his tongue and said.

"Brother Jian, did I say something when I was drunk? My sister kept sneering at me."

Fan Jian smiled and said a few words in her ear.

Ye Qingqing suddenly blushed and said with a wry smile.

"Then what should I do? I'm so embarrassed! Why didn't you stop me?"

"If I didn't stop you, you would have broadcast it live!" Fan Jian said in a dumbfounded voice.

"Okay, it's okay, my beautiful lady is not that stingy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Gu Shengren's voice coming from the house.

"If you don't come back, don't come back!"

The two stood up immediately.

As soon as he stood up, the fox girl scroll fell to the ground.

Ye Qingqing glanced at it, gritted his silver teeth, and spat.

"Shameless! I confiscated it!"

"..."

What night do I have to give you two drinks before going to bed?

Hao Miaoxia lifts the world.

There is no single most dangerous place in the entire thirty-three realms.

The danger in the hell world lies in the hell monsters, but if you are strong enough, you can still survive even in the hell world as long as you don't encounter monsters like the Blood River Commander.

But Hao Miaoxia's world is different.

This place breeds countless extremely vicious environments, including thunderous lakes full of thunder and lightning, poisonous mountains filled with poisonous gas, iron veins with no grass growing on them, and light water with no floating feathers, not to mention the flaming pool with eternal flames. An ice city where blood freezes.

What's more important is that the calamity clouds may gather here at any time, once the calamity clouds appear around you.

And those whose cultivation is above the fifth level of Dacheng Realm, and who are in the realm of transcending great realms, will even affect the formation of calamity clouds.

It was already a month after the end of Shenji Baijie.

In this month, Fan Jian has taught Elder Shen all the Nine-Nine Divine Palace Steps and Liuxu Sword Techniques.

With the thunder veins running in the Six Void Sword Art, Elder Shen's success rate of overcoming the tribulation can be conservatively estimated to increase by 30%.

In this month, among Yuntianye, except for Xia Ruhua, who is currently only at the fifth level of distraction, the rest have successfully formed elixirs, and each of them has five golden elixirs.

The two hundred little girls from Yun Yu Sect have also entered the foundation building stage, and Yun Ling has reached the third level of foundation building.

Even Elder Shen was amazed at such a speed.

The little girls just play games every day, and their progress in cultivation far exceeds that of most spiritual cultivators.

Elder Shen asserted that within three years at most, the average strength of Yun Yu Sect would be no less than any other sect!

At this time, as soon as Fan Jian and the others set foot on the Hao Miao Xia Realm, a force of thunder slowly gathered under the influence of Elder Shen's Qi.

Elder Shen looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and said in a deep voice.

"My calamity is coming soon!"

Fan Jian was stunned when he heard this and said quickly.

"Huh? So fast? Find a safer place quickly!"

Elder Shen nodded and flew dozens of miles into the realm before stopping and sitting cross-legged on the ground.

I saw the calamity clouds gradually gathering in the sky, the thunder and lightning roaring and biting, and the roaring sounds were endless, which sounded frightening.

Ye Qingqing involuntarily grabbed Fan Jian's arm.

"It's fine!"

Fan Jian patted her hand gently.

Even though he said this, his heart was still full of worry, and his palms began to sweat involuntarily.

The elder Yin next to him sighed, raised his hand and took out the jade pipa. With tears in his eyes, he started playing and singing with a smile.

"When we first met, we were bound to pay for life. But we arrived too late, and our hearts were wrong.

Difficulties are easy to appeal to.

The laughing pavilion was noisy and the spiritual platform was frowning. Forcefully smile at morning and evening.

Huangquan swallows the road of panic. The string is broken and the love is separated from the suffering without building.

Who asked how many strands of lingering love should be left?

A touch of melancholy, floating curtain. It’s all because of lovesickness. "