Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Uncle Master!" Jingfan quickly stepped forward to help him walk.

Wu Sheng sat down with her support.

Fan Jian frowned. The old monk was so angry that he was almost on the verge of death.

"Is it hurt so badly? It shouldn't be!" Fan Jian stepped forward in confusion.

Gu Shengren stepped forward and felt Xing's pulse, and said in a deep voice:

"He's been poisoned!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately exhaled angrily and said:

"Wait, I'm going to find Guigu Lone Deng, he should have some medicine or something!"

But when he saw it, he waved his hand and said:

"No need!"

After saying that, he struggled to sit up and said:

"The poor monk has spent several lives trying to prevent the demons from hell from reappearing in the world, but he almost caused a catastrophe! If he hadn't fallen into the river of blood, he wouldn't have achieved enlightenment, which would have cost him life and death!

Wu Sheng, you are the most potential disciple of Sakyamuni Sect in the past hundred years!

You have achieved great success in the Skanda Golden Body, and now you have supernatural powers.

When you study the Heart Sutra of Sakyamuni Buddha and combine the practices of both Buddhas, you will definitely achieve greater things than I am now. The future of Sakyamuni Sect depends on you!

Jingfan, you are the only female disciple of Sakyamuni, and you are the only one who has realized that the Buddha’s light shines through divine eyes.

It’s enough to show that your Buddhist practice is no less impressive than ours! Cultivating Buddha is at the heart, but the practice is secondary!

But you must have the ability to protect yourself, study the Heart Sutra of Sakyamuni Buddha more, and never slack off! "

Jingfan cried like a tearful person and said while wiping his tears:

"Uncle Master...disciple knows..."

Wu Sheng sighed, clasped his hands together and said:

"Master Xing, this disciple must take good care of the Sakyamuni Sect!"

He nodded, looked at Fan Jian and said:

"Donor Fan, life and death are determined by destiny, and no one can have more influence, but only you can influence this world.

Since Junior Brother Liaochen and Master Uncle Master value you so much, it shows that you have the ability to turn this world around! Everything in the future depends on you! "

Fan Jian frowned immediately when he heard this:

"Ah? Why are you involved with me again? Tell me clearly, what world? What is the twist?"

As soon as the words came out, a burst of white light appeared around Xing.

Wu Sheng and Jing Fan immediately turned pale when they saw the white light. They clasped their hands and knelt on the ground and read:

"Congratulations on the passing of Master Xing's Dharmakaya!"

Fan Jian then remembered that this was how the Buddha with the Flute and Medicine of the Sakyamuni Sect looked like this when he passed away.

The white light instantly burned Xing into ashes, and a moment later, three tender white relics flew out.

Two of them got into Wu Sheng's body, and the remaining one got into Jing Fan's body.

Wu Sheng sighed deeply and silently recited a sutra, and suddenly a shadow of Sakyamuni Buddha appeared behind him.

Fan Jian was stunned for a moment and immediately felt a little sour.

Isn’t it said that the relics can be transformed only by the Heart Sutra of Sakyamuni Buddha?

Why did Wu Sheng melt as soon as he got it?

And he taught a skill forcefully?

But before Fan Jian could say anything, he saw the shadow of Sakyamuni Buddha begin to change.

His face suddenly became extremely angry, and then his whole body changed strangely, turning into an extremely angry Buddha statue.

Wrath becomes a Buddha!

Fan Jian said in shock.

Good guy! Even the inheritance of the Mad Demon Buddha has come out!

Now Wu Sheng can be said to be the most talented player in the history of the world of spiritual cultivation who possesses three branches of Buddhism!

If you become a land god in the future, won't you want to go to heaven?

Oh shit!

He only took two relics, I took four, but why is the effect so bad?

Little nun Jingfan seems to have taken one too. How is she?

Thinking of this, Fan Jian turned to look at Jingfan.

She also frowned, and then her eyes shed two lines of tears, and she began to sigh uncontrollably.

Fan Jian was immediately confused when he saw this.

What's wrong with this?

Wu Sheng took a few pills, and she took one, so she was sore?

Just as Fan Jian was about to ask, Jing Fan opened his eyes, looked at Fan Jian and wiped the tears from his face and said:

"Thank you Lord Fan for risking your life to save me! Uncle Wusheng, let's go back!"

Wu Sheng stood up after hearing this and said:

"Donor Fan, thank you for your help! We'll see you soon!"

With that said, the two of them flew away.

Fan Jian was furious when he saw this.

What the hell? I was taken away by an old guy from your sect, and now I'm trying my best to rescue you one by one, but in the end you just left like this?

Neuropathy!

"Don't let me see you guys with bald heads again! Ha! I'll hammer every one I see, until your heads are covered with bruises!"

Fan Jian yelled at where Jingfan and Wusheng flew away.

What he couldn't see was that Jingfan's face was already covered with tears.

When Wu Sheng saw this, he was a little surprised and said:

"Jingfan...you..."

"Uncle Master..." Jingfan said silently.

"The relic that my uncle gave me contains the magical power of destiny. I saw the future..."

Wu Sheng immediately understood what he said, sighed and said:

"Amitabha, life and death in this mortal world, love and hate, are all about practice. You and I both practiced Buddhism at a young age. If we have not realized the desires of sentient beings in the world of form, we cannot truly transcend. So why should you escape?"

But Jingfan shook his head and said:

"I'm not running away from this relationship, but I'm trying to prevent Donor Fan from choosing the wrong option when he should make a choice!

If I can save Donor Fan and all sentient beings by sacrificing my personal and emotional life, I will be willing to do so! "

Wu Sheng sighed immediately after hearing this and said:

"Then it's up to you!"

On the other side, Fan Jian vented for a while, and when he stood on the top of Zhujie Mountain, he suddenly felt a little lonely.

He couldn't tell where this loneliness came from.

He saw too much and knew too many people in this trip to hell. Not all the demons in hell are evil, but there are extremely evil ones among them.

Gongyang Jianxian, Crazy Demon Buddha, Shui Yaoyao, and even Sha Tongtian, who had only met him once, betrayed hell for him one after another, which made him feel helpless.

What is the secret of all this?

While thinking about it, he felt a mountain wind blowing, blowing the surrounding floating clouds like waves, and the clouds and mist dispersed. Fan Jian stood on the top of the mountain, and the world was unobstructed.

The vast Zhujie Mountain, thousands of miles up and down, the horizontal clouds passed through the sharp edge, and the world was one.

Fan Jian suddenly had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. He turned his wrist, and the Jingji Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the grandeur of Zhujie Mountain came into view, which made his mind shake.

It is the Genshan sword force among the eight great innate swords!

Fan Jian raised his hand and waved, and his body immediately danced on the edge of the mountain.

Gen means mountain, and mountain is immovable forever, and it is difficult to move!

Mountain stands tall and upright, fearless of wind and rain!

Mountain is majestic, and mountain is also beautiful. Mountain is strange and dangerous, winding, flat, abrupt, gentle, and whistling. Mountain, sometimes it is a masterpiece of nature, and sometimes it is plain and ordinary.

"First six, Gen its toes.

Six two, Gen its calves.

Nine three, Gen its limits.

Six four, Gen its body.

Six five, Gen its auxiliary.

Supreme nine, Dun Gen

Genshan sword force, climbing the mountain and soaring into the clouds!"

Fan Jian danced with a sword, the sword energy was lush, the force was heavy, like a vast mountain, unstoppable, and there were bursts of true energy circling around the body, and the defense was tenacious!

After dancing with a sword, Fan Jian put away the sword and stood upright.

At this moment, he had understood clearly.

He was not afraid of any difficulties, no matter how many dangers there were! He would stop the enemy and cover the water with earth, just like a vast mountain, no matter the rain or the wind!