Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"I'm curious!"

Yan Xianji sat down with a face as bright as gold paper. His body had transformed from the monster's appearance into that of a young man. He spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth and said:

"Your cultivation level is obviously not high, and I blocked your sword move. Why are you still injured?"

Seeing his appearance, Fan Jian immediately threw the remaining half bottle of wine over and said:

"Because of the flaw!"

One percent of the flaw attack was triggered by the sword Yuanrong Xinjian.

The Yuanrong Heart Sword also incorporates the Liuxu Sword Technique, so that one strike of the sword will cause 50% internal damage.

Yan Xianji was stunned for a moment and said:

"But there is no flaw in my front."

"I saw it, there it was!"

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Yan Xianji smiled bitterly and said:

"So your level is too high?"

He picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp. He raised his hand and took out a box and threw it at Fan Jian and said:

"This is the album of exercises stored in Yanyue Tower. Among them, the hundred solutions to the military formation of the Hejie Chess Game are the military formation exercises just mentioned, which are used for war. There are also the hundreds of solutions to the Xingluo Chess Game, which I have learned all my life. In addition, There are dozens of related techniques. Although they are of little use to you, they are considered superior techniques in the lower realm."

Fan Jian frowned when he heard this, and he realized a problem.

It is almost the most basic rule in the world of spiritual cultivation that the skills should not be passed on to others. There are very few people like him who are willing to teach others the Liuxu Sword Technique and the Nine-Nine Divine Palace Steps without hesitation.

And Yan Xianji actually gave away what he had learned throughout his life because of a secret realm?

"I also want to ask you a question." Fan Jian said.

"Why did you bring this secret realm?"

Yan Xianji smiled bitterly when he heard this and said:

"You're asking a good question, but I can't say it. You just need to know that I can't help myself. No one in this secret realm can help themselves."

Fan Jian rolled his eyes, saying this again, and he immediately asked:

"Then why do you have animal forms? As far as I know, the only ones with animal forms in the world of spiritual cultivation are demons from the hell world!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xianji glanced at Fan Jian meaningfully and said:

"What do you think monsters are? And who are we?"

"Monster..." Fan Jian was stunned for a moment.

How does he know what a demon is?

The only demon he had ever seen was the Blood Demon, which was just a collection of negative emotions that gathered violent emotions, but neither Yanxian Ji nor the Ming Yuexia he had just seen were that kind of creature.

When Yan Xianji saw Fan Jian's appearance, he immediately smiled and said:

"If one day you can ascend to the upper world, you will understand everything then! I think with your strength, it will be easy to ascend to the upper world! Remember to come to me when the time comes, and we can have a good game of chess!"

"It's okay to drink, but forget about playing chess!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"I'm a bad chess player. If I really knew how to play chess, I wouldn't choose to force a breakthrough!"

Yan Xianji smiled, sighed and said:

"Okay, but in the next area, don't think about forcing a breakthrough. You are very strong, but the person below is definitely not something you can defeat now! Go ahead!"

Yan Xianji said, raised his hand and waved it, and it immediately turned into water vapor and dissipated.

And when everyone's eyes dimmed, they found themselves standing at the door of the pavilion.

Fan Jian frowned and saw a Go board placed on the table. There was a picture on the board. In the picture, a young man faced the back of thousands of troops.

"The paintings are magical?"

Fan Jian was suddenly startled. Just as he was about to pick up the scroll, he saw that the colors on the painting gradually faded and turned into a roll of white paper in the blink of an eye.

He frowned slightly, becoming more curious about this secret place.

Everyone knows that no guard has ever appeared in the secret realm in the past, and at this time, the guard is even more secretive.

And they kept it secret. Could it be that someone was forcing them to descend to the secret realm?

Fan Jian raised his hand to open the box, and saw dozens of skill jade pieces neatly packed inside. He took out two chess game solutions, handed the rest to everyone, and said, "You can choose for yourself. I can't protect you on the road, I suggest you who were injured just now, it's best to quit here. "

Everyone thought for a moment, then everyone from the Sakyamuni Sect saluted and said, "Donor Fan is the next generation leader of the Sakyamuni Sect. We dare not disobey the leader's orders!"

Then he personally selected a few exercises and retreated.

Upon seeing this, the elders and disciples of Qingmu Sect also selected the exercises and said: "Uncle Fan, thank you for taking care of me! Take care of yourself along the way!"

Everyone left in groups, and only Bai Jiushi, Xu Yiyi, Hua Taishi and Wen Ruoshui stayed.

Fan Jian asked doubtfully: "Aren't you leaving?"

Wen Ruoshui covered her mouth and smiled sweetly: "The Qingmumen team has always had main battles and auxiliary battles. If you want to go down, how can you do without us?"

"That's right, little brother Fan, I am also in the Golden Core realm now. If Master hadn't asked me to cultivate into Nascent Soul before going out, I would have wanted to run to your Yun Yu Sect!"

As Bai Jiushi spoke, he took out the wine bottle given by Fan Jian and took a sip carefully, saying, "I am drunk and brave enough to fight for a hero. I dare to go down to Longtan and go to Tiger Mountain!"

Xu Yiyi curled his lips and said:

"You just want to drink!"

Fan Jian smiled and said:

"Black-skinned girl, aren't you leaving too?"

"I have to take care of drunkards!"

Xu Yiyi pouted and said.

"Otherwise I wouldn't come to this secret realm!"

Everyone then looked at Hua Taishi, and saw him scratching his head and saying:

"I am the only doctor, I can't just leave like this, can I?"

Fan Jian laughed and said:

"Okay! In this case, let's see what kind of dragon's den and tiger's lair is ahead!"

After that, he walked through the attic and opened the door. He was shocked and closed the door, and said tremblingly:

"Should we go back?"

Ye Qingqing said with a smile:

"You were so ambitious just now, why are you so scared now?"

As he said that, he also pushed the door, and then his face turned pale with fear, closed the door and said:

"I think I should go back too."

Everyone was speechless when they saw this, and their curiosity was almost stuck in their throats.

The saint sighed, pushed open the door and walked out.

Everyone's faces were suddenly filled with fear.

There was a large courtyard behind the attic, which was more than a hundred feet in size.

There were all kinds of weapons and magic treasures lined up around. One of them might not be a big deal, but when so many of them were put together, they looked magnificent.

What really frightened everyone was the huge circular arena in the middle of the courtyard.

There was a huge python with a diameter of several feet coiled up, and the snake's head was as big as half a house.

There was a courtyard of hundreds of feet, and an arena of a hundred feet. The python coiled up and occupied a full half of the area.

At this time, it was coiled there and dozed off, and didn't feel the arrival of everyone at all.

No wonder Fan Jian was so scared, he was most afraid of snakes!

Fan Jian felt that his scalp was numb now, and he said to everyone carefully:

"Let's go directly over, don't wake it up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the shadow of the divine thought appeared at the edge of the arena, and smiled at everyone and said:

"Not bad, Lian Yan Xianji is no match for you!"