Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Hao Miaoxia lifts the world.

The far north.

The sea of ​​clouds and waves.

This is already the third day since Fan Jian and Elder Shen arrived here.

The sea of ​​clouds and waves was indeed as Guigu Lone Deng said, filled with poisonous mist.

This poisonous mist will corrode upon contact, corroding bones and rotting flesh, and even the body-protecting aura cannot isolate it.

The entire Yun Tao Sea is covered with poisonous clouds, covering hundreds of miles, making it impossible to forcefully break in.

"Senior Guigu said that from time to time there will be a breeze blowing away the poisonous clouds in the Yun Tao Sea, which lasts for a quarter of an hour. As long as you can rush into the center within a quarter of an hour and take the Yun Hai Sand, you can come out safe and sound."

Hearing Elder Shen's words, Fan Jian sighed impatiently, waved the small wooden stick in his hand, and said while beating the ground under his feet: "But it's been three days, how can there be any breeze? Is that the old man? Are you bluffing me?"

When Elder Shen heard this, he immediately smiled and said:

"Don't worry, it's still early. It's only been four days, and there are still about ten days left, which is enough."

Fan Jian curled his lips.

Anything that has a time limit will often be completed when the time is up.

As long as something bad can happen, there is a high probability that it will happen.

As the saying goes, good things never come one after another, but bad things often come in droves.

This is Murphy's Law.

After waiting for a while, Fan Jian couldn't bear it anymore and threw the small wooden stick into the poisonous cloud. It was instantly corroded by the poisonous cloud until nothing was left.

"No wait! Let me see if I can blow away this poisonous cloud directly. Elder Shen, lend me your sword!"

"Okay!" Elder Shen handed Nian Xianchen over.

Fan Jian holds the new twisting Xianchen.

The Nian Xianchen sword body is covered with feather-like forging patterns. It opens in all directions and is as cold as snow.

The blade of the sword is engraved with the inscription requested by Elder Shen: Lift a little mist, gently twist the fine dust.

Although the quality of the Imperial Iron Ore is not high, that is in relative terms. The weight of this sword alone is around forty kilograms.

Fan Jian holds the sword in one hand, and the sword energy of Qiantian sword force and Xunfeng sword force condenses, and the Qi moves through the eight meridians, running to the extreme.

"Six Void and Eight Swords, the Queen of Heavenly Wind!"

He saw the eight-color sword energy emanating from the sword body. The force of the Qiantian sword was endless, and the force of the Xunfeng sword swept forward. Within hundreds of miles, a vacuum was created by the sword energy.

I saw the poisonous mist of the clouds and sea lining up on both sides, opening a wide road that reached the center.

"Elder Shen!"

Fan Jian said quickly.

Elder Shen nodded, grabbed Fan Jian and walked thousands of miles to the central area.

I saw a small tree growing in the central area, as tall as a person. There were hundreds of purple fruits the size of small tomatoes growing on the tree. They were bright in color and fragrant.

Under the small tree is the sea of ​​clouds and sand.

"This is Purple Cloud Fruit!" Elder Shen's breath suddenly suffocated upon seeing this.

"What Purple Cloud Fruit?" Fan Jian asked while pretending to be the Yunhaisha.

Elder Shen said in a deep voice:

"Purple Cloud Fruit is a specialty of Hao Miao Xia Jujie. Eating it can enhance your cultivation and is immune to all poisons. It can also resist aging and restore youth. Even hundreds of years old cultivators can return to their prime after eating it. color!"

"But it is said that it has a real spirit, and it will enter the earth every once in a while and change its position. People have been looking for its location for hundreds of years. Hundreds of years ago, it appeared once in the world of spiritual cultivation. Because of two or three grains The fruit almost caused many saints and land gods to fight over it!"

"So stupid?" Fan Jian was shocked.

"Isn't that a lot? If one person is enough, why are you fighting?"

"This fruit only grows one in a year or two. It seems that this one has not been found for at least two hundred years!" Elder Shen said excitedly.

Fan Jian was overjoyed when he heard this.

Isn’t this making a fortune?

No one has won the Mark Six lottery prize pool for dozens of rounds, but I won?

Thinking of this, he immediately put the cloud sea sand into the bag in twos and twos and said:

"Everyone has a share, Elder Shen, each of us has a share!"

Elder Shen smiled and started picking the fruit along with Fan Jian.

There were about one hundred and twenty fruits in total. After picking them, the purple cloud fruit sapling suddenly trembled, slithered into the soil and disappeared without a trace.

The two laughed loudly, and when they turned around, they saw that the poisonous cloud was closing and about to disappear.

Elder Shen immediately led Fan Jian out of the poisonous cloud.

Fan Jian took out a fruit and saw that apart from its bright color and fragrance, there was nothing different about it. He immediately asked doubtfully:

"Is this thing so amazing?"

Elder Shen smiled and said, "You will know after I eat one!"

As he spoke, he took out one and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was a sense of contentment on his face, and then a purple mist suddenly appeared all over his body. Where the air flow was dense, the wrinkles on Elder Shen's face immediately faded away.

He was over one hundred and ten years old, and his appearance was originally middle-aged.

The earlier a spiritual cultivator enters the realm of divine transformation, the earlier his appearance will be finalized. It will not be until two hundred years later that the appearance of a spiritual cultivator will age again.

The exact age of Saint Xianggu is eighty-three years old, but she entered the state of divine transformation in her early thirties. In addition, she is well-maintained, and her appearance in her eighties looks like that of a girl.

Elder Yao only entered the stage of becoming a god when he was sixty years old, and his appearance is that of an old man.

After the purple energy gradually subsided, Elder Shen's appearance had returned to that of his youth. Judging from his appearance and edges, he seemed to have the beauty of a young man.

"How is it?" Elder Shen asked with a smile.

Damn! More handsome than me!

Fan Jian couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Senior Brother Shen is really as handsome as a god! No wonder Sister Yin likes you so much!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"Junior Brother, the Saint Gu is in love with you, Qingqing also loves you privately, your appearance is not much worse than mine."

"Hahaha, yes!"

Fan Jian laughed dryly twice.

Not much worse...

It's just not good enough!

I just didn't expect this purple cloud fruit to be so powerful.

Wait a minute!

Fan Jian suddenly remembered something, he seemed to have seen this word in Brewing Mastery.

Thinking of this, he quickly closed his eyes, turned on the system skills, and after a search, he found the Purple Cloud Qinglu Wine in Brewing Mastery.

The materials needed, in addition to the purple cloud fruit, are also wine yeast and cold dew.

Cold dew again!

Fan Jian had a headache.

It may not be enough to collect the cold dew needed to make weapons.

Forget it, don't think too much, if you can't save enough, just share it!

I don't know if the saint will become a girl after eating it...

Slurp...

Fan Jian took a sip of saliva.

"Next, we have to salvage the Huoxi furnace!" Elder Shen sighed.

"This is troublesome!"

"Ah? Why?" Fan Jian asked in confusion.

"I have heard of the Yangyang Tianyan in the Yanyan Lake where the Huoxi furnace is located. The temperature is extremely high. Even ordinary iron will melt into molten iron in a short time. Elder Tie used this kind of fire when forging Lingge."

"Oh my god, it will burn to ashes?" Fan Jian said in astonishment.

"What kind of tripod is it to salvage in this situation? Can it be put directly in the bracelet?"

"If you want the bracelet to melt, you can!"