Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Jing Fan immediately withdrew his hand upon hearing this and said:

"Ah? I can't take it!"

Fan Jian stuffed it into her hand and said:

"What are you talking about? Just take it! With your two tricks, don't turn around and the demons from hell will come out and eat you first!"

Jing Fan frowned slightly, and the red dot on her forehead actually faded a little, turning into a faint pink mark.

"Huh? It can change color?"

Fan Jian said in surprise.

Jing Fan was shocked upon hearing this, and hurriedly bowed and said:

"Thank you very much for your kindness, Mr. Fan! The Sakya Sect will take your leave first!"

As he said this, he left with Wusheng and a group of monks and nuns.

"What is that red dot?" Fan Jian said in confusion.

"When she left just now, it seemed to turn red again. So magical?"

A voice came from behind and said:

"That is the Jia Lan Guarding Heart Seal."

Everyone looked back upon hearing this, and saw the four-member group walking over with a smile.

"Master Xuan Zhuang! Three masters!"

Fan Jian and his group saluted.

Fan Jian asked in confusion:

"Master Xuan Zhuang, what is this Jialan Guarding Heart Seal?"

Then Xuan Zhuang said with a smile:

"It is said that before Jialan Bodhisattva achieved enlightenment, she was the guardian of the temple. Later, because she was tempted by worldly desires, she left the temple without permission, causing the whole temple to be slaughtered by evil people.

In grief and anger, Jialan Bodhisattva used the blood of the monks to put the Guarding Heart Seal on her forehead. If the Guarding Heart Seal is there, the Taoist heart will not be disturbed and the worldly desire will not arise.

If the Guarding Heart Seal fades, it proves that the worldly desire has surpassed the Taoist heart!"

After hearing this, the Saint Gu and Ye Qingqing immediately stepped forward and pinched Fan Jian.

Fan Jian rubbed his arm awkwardly and said:

"It has nothing to do with me. Maybe she was tempted by Brother Shen because he was so handsome!"

Xuan Zhuang said with a smile:

"Really? I think Master Jingfan should be to you, Mr. Fan..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Fan Jian said hurriedly with a few coughs.

"Well, what are you doing here?"

Xuan Zhuang woke up from his dream and said:

"By the way, have you seen the head of my Shaqiu Sect?"

"Huh? Isn't the head you?"

Fan Jian asked in confusion.

"Of course not!" Xuan Zhuang said.

"I am just an ordinary novice monk. My seniority is the lowest except for my three disciples!"

"Didn't a monk Xuan Liao just pass by?" Ye Qingqing said.

Xuan Zhuang was overjoyed when he heard this:

"Yes, the head likes to use this alias the most. Where did he go?"

"Jumped off the cliff!"

Ye Qingqing pointed at the boundary and said.

Fan Jian laughed heartlessly. If this was a conversation between ordinary people, it would be too funny.

"Alas, it seems that Master Fahai really went to save people himself!"

Fan Jian was laughing, and when he heard him say the name, he almost lost his breath and said in astonishment:

"What do you think the old monk's name is?"

"Master's Dharma name is Fahai, what's wrong?"

Xuan Zhuang asked in confusion.

Fan Jian rolled his eyes.

What's wrong? What do you think is wrong?

Good fellow, this Shaqiu Gate is a concentration camp of pirated monks, not to mention the four-member pilfering group, and now there is another Fahai.

"Nothing, is there another monk named Ji Dian in your temple?"

Fan Jian said with a wry smile.

"That's not the case." Xuan Zhuang said.

"There really is...Master, isn't the name of the master's uncle Dao Ji?" Ku Kong said.

"He is a little silly, everyone calls him Ji Dian in private!"

"..."

There really is.

Fan Jian was speechless, he didn't dare to ask any more, if he asked any more, he was afraid that even the Sixth Patriarch Huineng and Cangyang Gyatso would come out.

Xuan Zhuang smiled bitterly and shook his head and said:

"Well, since the master has gone, we can't stop him. Kukong, let's go and bring people up too!"

Fan Jian nodded and asked:

"Do you have a man-carrying magic weapon?"

"Kukong has Kongdouyun, which can carry 50,000 people, Kuneng has an altar, which can hold 20,000 people, and each bead of Kujing's Buddhist beads necklace can hold 1,000 people."

Xuan Zhuang said: "I have a white dragon horse..."

"Can the white dragon horse also carry people?" Fan Jian said in astonishment.

"No, I haven't reached the Jindan realm yet, and the white dragon horse is a means of transportation."

"...Then why do you mention it?"

Fan Jian was speechless.

This group of four people who are seeking scriptures are simply serious and funny.

After sending off the group of four people seeking scriptures, the stall began to quiet down again.

Occasionally, two or three casual cultivators came together, but they didn't even have man-carrying tools. Fan Jian had to let them wait here first, and when there were more people, he would give a few iron eagles from Qingmumen.

"We can't go on like this!" Fan Jian frowned.

"With just this few people, we may not be able to bring all the people from the middle eight realms up in a year."

Elder Shen sighed and said:

"Among the major sects in the divine cultivation world, the ancient swordsman of the Wild Sword Sect is not here, and there is no leader. They may not come.

The remaining people in the Daozang Sect are all children whose cultivation is not up to the Golden Core Realm. It is difficult for them to protect themselves, let alone save people.

It is good that the Desert Fa Sect does not take advantage of the situation at this time, let alone save people!"

When Fan Jian heard Elder Shen mention the Desert Fa Sect, he immediately asked in confusion:

"By the way, how is Guan Shuya now?"

Elder Shen said:

"He was seriously injured in the secret realm, and he secretly escaped after leaving the secret realm. He should still be recovering from his injuries now."

Fan Jian sighed immediately after hearing this.

It's really a bit difficult. Elder Shen hasn't mentioned the Hongru Sect that doesn't care about anything.

If you count it this way, there are really not many sects that can be used. I'm afraid the main force is still those not-so-famous loose cultivator sects.

But the biggest disadvantage of loose cultivator sects is that they don't have manned magic weapons. Even if they want to help, how many people can they bring up?

Fan Jian was anxious when he saw two teams of people flying from the sky and landing in front of everyone. The two leaders rushed over one after another.

Fan Jian was immediately happy when he saw this.

Speak of the devil, the devil will appear.

Isn't this Meng Sanqian, the head of the Hongru Sect? The one next to him is Bai Shouren of the Fengxing Sect.

As soon as the two enemies came forward, they each took Fan Jian's hand and said:

"Master Fan, we are here to help you save people!"

Fan Jian said with a smile:

"Are you going to save people? Why do I feel like you are going to beat people? Be patient, both of you. Do you have any man-carrying magic weapons?"

Meng Sanqian looked at Bai Shouren and sneered:

"We in Hongru Sect have the magic weapon Book Mountain and Sea, which can carry 100,000 people!"

Bai Shouren said not to be outdone:

"We in Fengxing Sect have Bamboo Ink River and Mountain, which can carry 110,000 people!"

"We in Hongru Sect also have 30 Yuwen Shicha, each of which can carry 2,000 people!"

"We in Fengxing Sect also have 40 Huagai Xiangcha, each of which can carry 1,500 people!"

"We..."

"Alright, alright, alright!" Fan Jian stopped the two of them with a smile.

"You are all awesome!"

These two people are not here to save people, they are just here to show off their wealth.

However, if this can be used, perhaps there will be a good result.

Fan Jian thought for a moment and said:

"How about this, since neither of you two is willing to give in, why don't you just have a competition?

After all the people in the Middle Eight Realms are brought up, whoever of your two families brings up more people will win, how about that?"