Fantasy: All my skills are passive

The reason why we can be sure that it is Biwei Qingzhen is because Fan Jianta understands this technique too well!

Different from other object control techniques, which are holding and throwing, Biweiqing needle is sucking and shooting.

Biweiqing Acupuncture uses the retraction and release of true energy as a technique. Inward retraction of true energy is absorption, and outward release of true energy is emission.

Between the retraction and release, there are ways to attack with true energy, which are much better than other object control techniques.

It's just that this method is still too far behind the endless attack techniques in the world of spiritual cultivation, so few people care about it.

But when Tan Weng's luck was hurt just now, the strength clearly showed traces of sucking.

This kind of technique is almost exactly the same as Biwei Qingzhen. No wonder Fan Jian is surprised.

He was just surprised, so he could only regard it as a coincidence.

How else to explain the skill of Biwei Qingzhen, the owner of a hungry ghost from hell?

Then he saw Shang Tan Weng put the Manzhu Shahua in his hands, kneaded it and crushed it, turning it into a ball of crimson red mud and smeared it on Wu Sheng's body.

Then he took in a few flowers one after another and smeared flower mud on all the injured areas on his body.

He saw that the flower mud was absorbed by Wu Sheng at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the injuries on his body also improved.

Wu Sheng opened his eyes and immediately saw Shang Tanweng's face in front of him, and he said in shock:

"What monster?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and punched him.

Shang Tanweng's body was like a fallen leaf. He twisted slightly with the wind of the fist and took a dozen steps back like a ghost.

Then he squatted on the ground and sighed and said:

"Oh, you have to be beaten after saving someone. This world is really too chaotic!"

Fan Jian frowned.

This movement looks quite familiar. I feel like I have seen it somewhere before, but I just can't remember it.

Ye Qingqing and Jingfan hurriedly stepped forward, one blocking Wu Sheng and the other blocking Shantan Weng.

"This is a friend!" Jingfan said.

"He was the one who saved Uncle Master!"

Wu Sheng looked at Shang Tan Weng and saw his hungry look. He frowned and said:

"Can hungry ghosts be friends?"

"Why can't hungry ghosts be friends? There are also good ghosts and evil ghosts in hell." Shangtanweng said.

"I have seen a good ghost risk his life to find food for her in the cesspool in order to take care of the ghost he likes!"

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Fan Jian's head almost split open and he said dumbfounded.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"The filth-eating ghost, in the end, the other person couldn't eat it, and eventually starved to death. Maybe this is the fate of a hungry ghost!"

Shangtanweng sighed and said.

Fan Jian quickly covered his mouth and said:

"Stop talking, this is too disgusting!"

Our worldviews are all on the same path, so what else is there to say?

No wonder he always thinks his words are weird.

Wu Sheng frowned and looked around and said:

"Why are we here?"

Fan Jian slapped his forehead when he heard this and said quickly:

"I almost forgot about the business! Master Wusheng, do you still have the strength to fight?"

Wu Sheng nodded and said, "No problem!"

"Okay, wait a moment while you protect Qingqing and Jingfan, and I'll go save Gu Shengren!"

Fan Jian said, turned to look at Shang Tanweng and said.

"By the way, is there any secret passage in your hell that can lead to the outside world?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Tanweng pointed at Fan Jian as if he were a fool and said with a smile:

"There's something wrong with your brain. If there really is such a secret passage, wouldn't we just escape by ourselves?"

Fan Jian rolled his eyes.

Really, if there was such a secret passage, they would have run away long ago!

At this moment, a voice was heard from the sky saying:

"Who said no?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mad Demon Buddha jumped down, raised his hands towards Fan Jian and said:

"Donor, this poor monk is polite!"

Fan Jian returned the gift and said, "Master said there is a secret way. Is it true or not?"

The Demonic Buddha nodded, pointed at the blood river and said, "This is the secret passage!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

On the other hand, Shang Tanweng was confused for a long time, then hid on the ground and said:

"That's it! Extremely dangerous! Extremely dangerous!"

"What do you mean? Do you want to be so confused?" Fan Jian said with a frown.

"Amitabha!" said the Demonic Buddha.

"The blood river goes up and down thousands of miles, runs through Zhujie Mountain, and connects the thirty-three realms. I want to get out of hell.

The only way is to take the Blood River Channel, go upstream, and reach the top of the 33rd Heavenly Forging World!

According to legend, there is the source of the river of blood there, which can help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering and stay away from hell. It is said that stepping into the river of blood can stay away from the boundless gate of hell! "

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this.

So that's it.

The Blood River can be said to have the same existence as the Zhujie Mountain. When the Zhujie Mountain exists, the Blood River exists.

It flows through the heart of the mountain and passes through Zhujie Mountain. The interior of Zhujie Mountain in the Thirty-Third Realm is the circulation area of ​​the blood river.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian couldn't help but wonder again.

Judging from his appearance, it seems that many people in this hell world know about this passage, but why has no one ever tried it?

Is it really that dangerous?

"It is indeed extremely dangerous!" the Demonic Buddha sighed.

"The river of blood accumulates the joy, anger, worry, sorrow, and fear of the thirty-three realms, as well as the six desires of the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue, body, and mind. It is an extremely evil place where evil thoughts in the world gather together!

If the mind is slightly lost, the evil spirit of the blood river will enter the body, and the body will be disintegrated by the blood river and become a part of the blood river.

But which creature in hell is not full of emotions and desires? How can they get rid of distractions and escape from the blood river?

Unless there is a great monk who has no personal desires.

He can use his own magic power to shield you from evil thoughts. Otherwise, once you fall into this blood river, you will never show up again! "

Fan Jian frowned when he heard this.

Isn't this the same as not saying anything? You will definitely die if you jump in, so only a lunatic would jump in!

Fan Jian looked at Wusheng and Crazy Demon Buddha, and sighed again.

Wusheng said awkwardly:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fan, if I really have virtue, I won't fall to this point today. It's okay for me to die, but if I can't keep Mr. Fan safe, I will die!"

Crazy Demon Buddha also sighed and said:

"I have been in hell for so many years, and I have long been controlled by the emotions of the blood river. I can only stand on the right and wrong, and I can't stand up to the word virtue at all! "

Fan Jian sighed.

It would be great if Lechen was here, that old monk is quite decent!

Forget it!

Fan Jian gritted his teeth and said:

"No matter what, let's rescue the saint first. After that, whether to leave or hide in hell is still a matter of time!"

Fan Jian said, looked at everyone and said:

"Master Dian, can you please help me take care of them?"

But Dian Mo Buddha shook his head and said:

"No, let's leave the matter of taking care of them to this master of the Sakya School. I and the injured tanweng will go in with you to rescue people. The two of us can hold back the blood river for a while. If you go in alone, it's like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!"

Hearing this, the injured tanweng sighed and said:

"Alas, my good friend, if I die, you just go to my grave every year to burn a ball of charcoal! Remember to use pine wood, the kind that can burn out!"