Fantasy: All my skills are passive

At this moment, Fan Jian was suddenly freed from his imagination.

He was already out of the fantasy world without even triggering the passive effect.

All of these are just memories created by the music.

However, the memory of the moon, even in Fan Jian's mind, is dominated by the huge moon.

Because in all the movies, TV shows and works of art I have seen since childhood, the moon that appears is always huge.

And people like Fan Jian have never looked up at the real moon.

So much so that when the moon appears in my memory, I can't help but think of the huge moon.

But he knew clearly that the real moon was definitely not that big.

As soon as such a sense of inconsistency appears, the illusion is self-defeating.

At this time, Fan Jian opened his eyes and saw Gu Shengren looking at him with concern.

Fan Jian immediately smiled and indicated that he was fine.

When the song ended, Ming Yuexia suddenly had a smile on her face.

"You two are really determined and can break through illusions easily."

Ming Yuexia raised her hand and saw two flower buds flying into their hands.

"The best blood-crying cuckoo, wearing it can withstand a fatal attack."

Fan Jian took the bud and immediately said with a smile:

"Thank you, girl, for taking out such beautiful flowers now. What should I do with the third song?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Guan," Ming Yuexia said with a smile.

"If you can finish listening to the third song, I will give you the most precious flower in Wanyan Garden, which can help you understand the secret of ascension!"

When Fan Jian heard this, his heart suddenly shook and he quickly said:

"That goes without saying, come on!"

After hearing this, the Saint Gu immediately said:

"In that case, I will leave first. Otherwise, if you and I fall into an illusion and our lives are in danger, no one can stop them."

Fan Jian nodded and said:

"Well, then go ahead."

"You have to be careful!" Gushengren said.

Fan Jian nodded upon hearing this.

When Ming Yuexia heard Gu Shengren leave, she immediately said:

"Master Guan, are you ready?"

Fan Jian said: "Come on!"

Ming Yuexia suddenly flew into the air, and with the waving of her wings, bursts of harmonious music were produced.

"The third song is called Jiang Yue Ning Guang!"

Then Ming Yuexia put the Dongxiao to her mouth, and a burst of music came from it.

Fan Jian's whole body suddenly felt like a flash of lightning had passed through him, with goosebumps all over his body, followed by a burst of manic heart palpitations.

As soon as he frowned, he saw dozens of zhenqi flying out of Ming Yuexia's wings, carrying pollen.

Fan Jian was immediately shocked and quickly pulled away and backed away.

As soon as the pollen fell to the ground, clusters of flower branches suddenly appeared on the surrounding land. In an instant, the flower buds bloomed, and more pollen floated in the air.

While Fan Jian was furious, he finally understood that the true strength of this butterfly girl was probably no lower than that of a saint!

And this third piece of music is no longer an illusion attack, but a real killing move.

Seeing that Fan Jian didn't hesitate anymore, he waved his hands, and Fengmai Qi came out of his hands, blowing all the pollen back.

Then Jingji took out the sheath, the sword body was radiated with glow, the sword energy of Xunfeng sword moved the eight meridians, and Feng Zizai raised his hand and came out.

I saw the eight winds bypassing the flowers in the garden and rushing straight towards Mingyuexia.

The sound of the flute in Mingyuexiadong suddenly changed, and the sound of killing turned into a fierce infuriating energy and swept out. The two infuriating energy collided, and suddenly aroused waves of energy flowing in all directions.

The flowers all around were suddenly moved by the force and fell to the ground one after another.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this.

This is all money!

Even if he could just soak it in water and drink it, he quickly took up Biwei Qingzhen Qi and sucked all the petals into his hand. He said with a look of regret on his face:

"What a pity, what a pity! What a beautiful flower!"

Ming Yuexia frowned slightly when she saw this, and then she actually played the flute, sighed, and slowly fell from the sky.

Fan Jian was stunned when he saw this and said:

"Finished blowing?"

Ming Yuexia shook her head and said:

"Stop bragging. Mr. Guan is a lover of flowers. The little girl admires him very much. No matter what level of cultivation Mr. Guan has now, he will reach great heights in the future and accomplish some earth-shattering achievements!"

Seeing that he suddenly praised himself, Fan Jian scratched his head and said:

"I feel embarrassed when you praise me like this!"

Ming Yuexia smiled slightly, raised her hand, and the surrounding flowers bloomed again. Then the pollen of thousands of flowers condensed into a ball and turned into a flower bone that appeared in the palm of her hand.

"One night of breeze, you can understand the secret of ascension by wearing it. But I don't know what the so-called secret of ascension is, and I don't know if it can ascend. So although I give this flower to you, will it be of any use? I But I don’t know.”

Fan Jian took the Huagu Duo and immediately said with a smile:

"That doesn't matter. It's still early for me to ascend anyway. Thank you very much for your kindness, girl."

"Master Guan, my little lady... I have a heartfelt request..." Ming Yuexia said with a hint of embarrassment on her face.

"Can you let me touch your face and see what you look like?"

Fan Jian suddenly showed a trace of hesitation on his face when he heard this.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

Although Ming Yuexia has butterfly wings on her back, her appearance is absolutely superb.

But the problem is that he is not Fan Jian now, but Guan Shuya!

The saint outside the atrium looked at him with squinted eyes, as if to say:

"Did you mess up?"

Fan Jian sighed and said:

"Okay, touch me if you want!"

Fan Jian walked forward and saw Ming Yuexia stretched out her green jade hand, her ten fingers brushed across Fan Jian's face, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Mr. Guan is indeed a rare talent, and he is so handsome. If you have the opportunity to meet Mr. Guan in the upper realm, please listen to me play a song for him!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this:

"You are from the upper realm?"

But Ming Yuexia smiled slightly, raised her hand and waved it, and suddenly a huge force sent Fan Jian out of the courtyard.

Fan Jian was shocked to find that Ming Yuexia's strength was probably far beyond that of a saint. Just this wave of power made Fan Jian feel oppressed by the power of heaven.

"Mr. Guan, the road ahead is difficult, remember to be careful!"

As soon as the voice fell, she disappeared like water mist.

Before Fan Jian could stand still, the old saint looked at him with a sneer on his face and said:

"Master Guan, I will play a song for you when I go to the upper realm. What will you play?"

"Play... the flute..." Fan Jian said with his neck shortened.

"I don't want to bother with you!" said the old saint with a cold face.

Fan Jian touched his head awkwardly, and when he saw that everyone was smiling, his face immediately turned red, and he cleared his throat twice and said:

"Well, keep going."

In front of everyone was a side door of the pavilion.

As he was walking forward, he saw the divine thought shadow appear again, looking at everyone and saying with a smile:

"Everyone, we meet again, there are quite a few people here!"

"Are you going to ask us if we have bought tickets next?" Fan Jian smiled and played a crosstalk.

"Haha, Your Excellency is really funny," said the divine thought shadow.

"What you see in front of you is the Yanyue Building of the Muyue Pavilion. There are some books on cultivation techniques in the building, but as usual, if you want to get the cultivation techniques, you have to go through a test!"