Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Not only Fan Jian, but also Gu Shengren was shocked. She raised her hand and waved, and the twelve moons of different shapes suddenly appeared around her.

The bright moonlight glowed with white light in the deep night sky, illuminating the surrounding snow, making the saint's appearance even more outstanding, like a fairy.

Then a ray of light rose up from the saint's forehead, and a crescent-shaped seal suddenly appeared on her forehead.

"Chang...Chang'e?" Fan Jian was stunned.

"No, Sailor Moon?"

What is this? Under his own coercion, the December Hualun Immortal Weapon couldn't bear the humiliation, so he chose someone at random and accepted it as his master?

Everyone was also dumbfounded.

Is this a fairy weapon selection? Is it such a child's play?

The Twelve Moon Hualun had already recognized its owner at this time, and immediately rushed towards Fan Jian, as if he wanted to take revenge.

But when Gu Shengren raised his hand, he immediately called them back to his side.

Fan Jian saw this and sneered and said:

"Still want to be arrogant? Don't think that I won't beat you with the support of my aunt and my wife! Jing Ji, let me teach them a lesson!"

As he said that, he walked towards the December Hualun together with Jing Ji.

The December Hualun was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly squatted behind Gu Shengren, trembling like a child.

Gu Shengren stopped Fan Jian dumbfounded and said:

"Okay, okay, let's see how you scare them."

After hearing this, Fan Jian pointed at them and said:

"If you dare to be dishonest in the future, I will beat you three times a day!"

I saw the twelve-month flower wheel suddenly slipping into the body of the saint.

Everyone was speechless again.

Guigu Gudeng's jaw almost dropped to the ground, and his eyes when he looked at Fan Jian changed a little. In his eyes, it was under Fan Jian's training that the December Hualun became as spiritual as a child.

Could it be that this little brother Fan really has special means of training true spirits?

Everyone was astonished and didn't know what to say, when they saw Mu Chuyi jump down from the sky, stand in front of the Saint, and said with a smile:

"Okay, very good. Although your cultivation level is a bit low, your qualifications are very good. I believe you will be able to ascend to the upper world in a few decades."

As Mu Chuyi said this, he raised his hand and took out a set of two jade slips and handed them to Gushengren and said:

"This is the method of operating the Twelve Moon Wheel. Please remember that the power of the full moon cannot be used casually in the world of spiritual cultivation, otherwise, disaster will surely occur!

The other one is the Mu Yue Pavilion Kung Fu, the Moon Bathing Kung Fu. There is no moon in the world of spiritual cultivation. Although you can’t practice it, it’s good to take a look and familiarize yourself with it in advance. "

"As for the rest of you..."

As Mu Chuyi spoke, he raised his hand, and a one-foot-large tray suddenly appeared in his hand. There were about twenty small and exquisite yellow pastries on the tray.

"This Xi osmanthus cake is a specialty of Muyue Pavilion. Eating it can prolong your life, and maybe you can understand the opportunity to ascend to heaven."

Mu Chuyi raised his hand and waved the sweet-scented osmanthus cake equally to everyone present.

"In this way, Qingting's mission has been completed. Everyone, please come back!"

Fan Jian was surprised when he heard this and said:

"Wait a minute, I still have questions to ask. Why did Qing Ting descend to the secret realm? What is their purpose? Also, what is the situation of Mu Yue Pavilion in the upper world?"

Before Fan Jian could finish speaking, Mu Chuyi smiled slightly and said:

"Don't worry, all your questions will be answered after you come to the upper world! Please come back now!"

Mu Chuyi raised his hand and waved, and everyone present immediately flew upside down across the huge palace in the secret realm, and flew out of the secret realm without exception.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this.

Are there many land gods present here, and they were swung out by her with just such a gentle wave?

More importantly, Fan Jian didn't feel even the slightest resistance at all, as if he was being carried out in a sedan chair.

This made Fan Jian a little curious.

Such a strong person actually still obeys the instructions of Qing Ting in the upper world?

So what is the peak of the true immortal's strength in the upper realm?

Fan Jian was not the only one who thought this way at this time.

The higher the cultivation level, the greater the shock at that last wave of hands.

Guigu Lone Deng even sighed and said:

"I have been practicing for more than three hundred years in vain. Facing that Pavilion Master Mu, I can't even feel the slightest bit of resistance."

When Gu Bufan heard this, he snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

But he saw Biluo Qingxia raising his hand and waving it, with the brocade in his hand, he stopped in front of Gu Bufan and shouted sternly:

"Where are you going!"

Gu Bufan frowned and said in a deep voice:

"What do you want?"

This sentence touched Biluo Qingxia's nerve. She said in a sharp voice like a cat whose tail was stepped on:

"What do I want? What do I want? I want you to die without a burial place!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and suddenly pulled the strings with his ten fingers. Suddenly, a burst of true energy turned into waves of sound and hit Gu Bufan.

Gu Bufan's internal injuries had not recovered. In desperation, he raised his hands to resist. He was immediately pushed by the wave of sound and flew more than ten feet away. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The saint's face darkened when he saw this, but he didn't say anything.

Fan Jian caught a glimpse of her expression at this moment, sighed immediately, stepped forward and said:

"Senior Bi Luo, he is injured, so why not just let it go?"

"Forget it? So what if he is injured? Who will heal my injury?"

Biluo Qingxia said ferociously.

"You are not me, you don't understand my pain, so get out of here! Otherwise, I will kill you too!"

Fan Jian sighed when he heard this, and turned back to the side of Gu Shengren.

He really didn't want to be a reasonable person anymore.

Originally, he felt sorry for what happened to Biluo Qingxia. She was deceived and almost lost her life, and this person ignored him and didn't care about what he had done.

If it weren't for the relationship between the father-in-law, Fan Jian would have wanted him to die quickly.

Gu Bufan stood up and frowned and said:

"You can't kill me! The immortality of Gu Shen is not an empty talk!"

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Bufan raised his hand and waved it, and a manic aura suddenly appeared around him, rushing in all directions.

Seeing this, the Saint Gu was shocked. She grabbed Fan Jian and jumped away, shouting:

"Get out of the way!"

Then the majestic aura came out, and the surrounding land collapsed instantly. The broken stones floated in the air, like floating islands hovering in the air. The surroundings were full of sharp sword energy. In a moment, the broken stones were cut into powder.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this:

"Oh my god! Super Saiyan?"

"It's the Xuanpin Yuanjie method!"

The Saint Gu frowned and said:

"Using vitality to forcibly reverse the injury and improve the cultivation, it will take at least ten years of life!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this:

"Your skills are so evil, you are not allowed to use them in the future! I don't want my wife to become an old woman!"

"Do you think I'm old?"

The Saint Gu narrowed her eyes and wanted to reach out.

Fan Jian quickly covered his ears and said:

"No, no, no, I'm kidding, we have so much Ziyun Qinglu wine, you can drink as much as you want!"