Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Fan Jian saw the fierceness of the sword energy, and with a thought, Kundi's sword energy gathered around him.

But he was still knocked to the ground by the sword energy, his throat felt sweet, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Fuck! What a waste, a waste!"

Fan Jian stood up while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and took a sip of wine.

Gu Bufan sneered and flew away towards the December Wheel.

But when he heard the sound of a piano playing in his ears, a feeling of irritation and depression suddenly surged into his heart.

The movement was also stagnant, and the next moment, two sword energies of water and fire were coming towards him.

Gu Bufan gritted his teeth, pulled away again, and threw a sword energy towards Biluo Qingxia with his backhand.

Seeing this, Ye Wuya raised his hand and waved, and a Tai Chi figure appeared in front of Biluo Qingxia, blocking the sword energy.

But I saw Bi Luo Qingxia looked at Ye Wuya coldly and said:

"I want you to mind your own business!"

With that said, a few sound waves were directed at Gu Bufan again.

Meng Sanqian and Bai Shouren, who were laughing at the side, were beating from top to bottom, from front to back, but they never looked at the December Wheel.

Xiang Yingqiong and Guigu Gudeng also took out various magic weapons and fought with each other non-stop.

Fan Jian felt sick to his stomach.

He was really about to vomit.

What a beating!

Among all the people present, Xiao Guizang was the only one who was evenly matched with Gu Bufan. The others were far inferior in ability.

Biluo Qingxia may be a bit skilled, but she has more control than enough output.

Ye Wuya didn't know why, but he still refused to make big moves.

Elder Shen has just been promoted to Land Immortal. He may not be inferior in skills and moves, but his background is far behind.

But Xiao Guizang, the only one who could compete with Gu Bufan, didn't have any weapons at his disposal.

The two swords with condensed zhenqi were only at the level of the earth-level mid-grade, and they had no physical form. If they were to fight hand-to-hand, they would probably be sliced ​​off by Gu Bufan's sharp fingers.

Even if other people come to help, it would be better to take care of this guy Gu Bufan first!

In fact, although Fan Jian had a good idea, the people present were all land gods and top figures in the world of spiritual cultivation. One-on-one was okay, and winning or losing depended on one's ability.

But if you really want them to lower their bodies and attack someone, it's no different from simply admitting defeat.

Judging from the current situation, Xiao Guizang and Elder Shen are fighting Xiao Guizang for the Qingmu Sect.

Bi Luo Qing Xia was just trying to vent her anger, but as for Ye Wu Ya, he was purely trying to make up for his previous mistakes. It was okay to give him a helping hand, but it was impossible to end up tough.

The more Fan Jian watched, the more upset he became. He immediately pulled out the Jingji Sword and said:

"Old man, take the sword!"

He saw Jing Ji flying to Xiao Guizang's side.

Xiao Guizang was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and picked up the sword and said:

"Good apprentice! Master will use this sword to express this to us today!"

After the weapon's true spirit recognizes its owner, if someone else uses it, the compatibility will be greatly reduced.

But Jing Ji is different!

Its true spirit is connected with Fan Jian's mind. As long as Fan Jian says a word, whoever uses it will risk their lives.

Seeing Xiao Guizang holding Jingji in his hand, his momentum suddenly changed dramatically.

He raised his hand and flipped it, and a sword energy mixed with sword flowers stabbed at Gu Bufan.

When Gu Bufan saw this, his heart suddenly trembled. He raised his hand to block it with his sword, jumped down, raised his sword finger, and shouted in a deep voice:

"The Ancient Sword Technique, distinguish between pure and turbid!"

As soon as the sword was swung, two waves of sword energy, one deep and one shallow, came out in waves.

Xiao Guizang did not hesitate, and raised his hand to launch the two Great Innate Eight Swords, Wind and Thunder.

The four sword qi competed in separate chambers, one ebbing and the other growing, entangled and biting, setting off bursts of qi energy, all of which merged into the twelfth moon wheel.

Fan Jian glanced at Mu Chuyi and saw that her face was calm and without any disturbance, and he couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart.

He was vaguely aware that this woman's purpose seemed to be more than just finding the Pavilion Master of Muyue Pavilion.

If this is really the case, why doesn't this pavilion master choose someone who is more knowledgeable in this area, such as a spiritual cultivator who specializes in weapon refining and elixir refining?

Being strong does not mean that it can solve the problem of people in Muyue Pavilion turning into half-animal bodies.

What's more, can this person really make the immortal weapon the Twelve Moon Flower Wheel recognize its owner?

In other words, the fairy weapon is really that superficial. Who can force who to be the master?

Just as he was wondering, Mu Chu turned to look at Fan Jian and smiled at him.

Fan Jian sighed.

Even after being here for so long, it was still difficult for him to think about problems using the three views of the world of spiritual cultivation.

So much so that many things are a bit of an afterthought, as is the current situation.

Even if he could guess that Mu Chuyi had a problem, he couldn't figure out what the specific problem was.

Immediately, he could only smile back at Mu Chuyi.

At this time, the sky was already getting dark, and Fan Jian realized that it had already been a long time since everyone entered the secret realm.

The sky turned dark overnight, and the cold wind suddenly became more violent, with strong winds mixed with blizzards constantly falling.

However, everyone's sword energy rose up and danced in the air, like a sky that enveloped the square.

Fan Jian jumped back to Gu Shengren and added a fire energy to her body.

Disciples from other sects around also took out their long robes and put them on their bodies.

Fan Jian happened to see Wu Sheng and was immediately shocked. He stepped forward and asked:

"Master Wusheng, Jingfan said that your Buddhist scriptures record the incident of Yuyue Pavilion, right?"

Wu Sheng nodded and said:

"Yes, it is just a short story in the Buddhist scriptures, used to explain Buddhist principles. This verse is the Buddha Sakyamuni explaining to his disciples the most powerful things in the world.

All will become destitute because of a single thought, warning practitioners to think twice before acting, and never lose their original intentions. ”

Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said:

“I didn’t ask this, I wanted to ask you, does the Buddhist scripture mention the ending of the Yuyue Pavilion?”

Wu Sheng frowned when he heard this, and said after thinking for a moment:

“No, the end of the Buddhist scripture only said that the Yuyue Pavilion became a place abandoned by the Buddha.”

Fan Jian sighed when he heard this.

Abandoned by the Buddha…

“Wait a minute!” Fan Jian said in astonishment.

“In other words, this place was originally the territory of Sakyamuni Buddha?”

Wu Sheng thought for a while and said:

“It should be. "

Fan Jian frowned, but now it is in the hands of the so-called Qing Ting!

Fan Buwei is the true immortal who controls the heavenly tribulation in Qing Ting, so this secret realm of Muyue Pavilion was landed in the Thirty-Three Realms at the request of Qing Ting.

The purpose of Muyue Pavilion Master Mu Chuyi is to find someone who can cure the half-beast symptoms of everyone in Muyue Pavilion, and Fan Buwei is seeking revenge on Fan Jian.

So what is Qing Ting's purpose?

Fan Jian felt a little upset, and he never wanted to get involved in things that require thinking.

But these things just happened to entangle him like a thorn in his side, He had to think.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a rumbling sound and looked up.

He saw Xiao Guizang and Gu Bufan flying backwards at the same time. They both spit out blood. It seemed that they had fought each other and were both seriously injured.

Gu Bufan was not like Xiao Guizang who was always protected by Kundi Sword Force, so he was more seriously injured than Xiao Guizang.

At this moment, his face was as white as paper, he leaned on the sword with one hand and bent over, panting heavily.

Fan Jian snorted coldly, and just when he was about to say that he deserved it, he saw a red figure beside him suddenly rushed out, shouting angrily:

"Gu Bufan! Give me back my mother's life!"