Fantasy: All my skills are passive

This time it was Fan Jian's turn to be happy.

If you want to take advantage of this opportunity, I will give you special treatment!

Guan Shuya frowned and said:

"I never heard that you need to sign a life and death certificate!"

"Of course others don't need it. It's specifically targeted at you, the masters of Mo Dharma Sect!" Fan Jian pointed at them and smiled.

"I won't point out what you Mofamen are doing. To be honest, if I let you fight against the demons of hell, I'm afraid that you will become the lackeys of human beings and take refuge in the demons of hell!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Mofa Sect became excited, pointing at Fan Jian and shouting curses.

"Boy! What did you say!"

"Who do you think is a traitor?"

But Guan Shuya raised his hand to stop everyone from yelling and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me, what kind of life and death certificate are we going to sign? If we are asked to die and be abandoned, that is absolutely impossible!"

Fan Jian sneered and said:

"Don't worry, I know you can't be abandoned! You don't have this awareness either!

This life and death situation only orders you to obey my arrangements in the battle with the hell demons, never act without permission, and never turn the knife towards your own people.

You can still do this, right? "

Guan Shuya thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Okay! I will do as you say, but our Mofamen will never be abandoned!"

Fan Jian nodded, turned to Elder Shen and said:

"Please, Elder Shen, please draw up an oath order, the content of which is just like what I just said."

Xu Yiyi had already divided the iron ore at this time and said in a deep voice:

"Fan Jian, except for those with too many impurities, there are four hundred and thirty-one in total. Among them, there are seven kinds of similar ores that can be smelted together, and the remaining one is the heaven-level low-grade one."

Fan Jian nodded and said:

"Thank you very much!"

Fan Jian walked to the open space aside, raised his hand, and eight smelting furnaces suddenly appeared in front of him.

Guan Shuya frowned and said in a deep voice:

"You want to build it here?"

Fan Jian shrugged and said contemptuously:

"What's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Jian was seen spitting out his Qi, and the Fire Vein Qi had already begun to burn the furnace. After a while, the bottom of the furnace turned red.

Fan Jian raised his hand and threw the seven piles of ore into the furnace respectively, and continued to increase the firepower to burn the furnace.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw this.

Not to mention the people from Mofa Sect, no one in Qingmu Sect has ever seen this kind of posture.

In this situation, we need to build hundreds of weapons at the same time?

How is this possible?

However, it didn't take long for everyone's perception to be almost subverted.

He saw the ore in each furnace melting, and the molten iron flowing down was sucked into the air by Fan Jian raising his hand.

The iron slurry made up of dozens of pieces of ore was as big as a person. He waved it in the air, flattened it, kneaded it, mixed it, and used his true energy to twist the iron slurry into a big ball of twist.

"Shocking Silence!"

He saw the Jingji Sword floating next to Fan Jianyan. Fan Jian controlled the sword and cut the elongated twist into dozens of equal parts.

Each piece is drawn separately and kneaded into small twists again.

Dozens of red iron blocks in mid-air continued to stretch, twist, and gather together again, stretching and twisting together again, and were repeatedly forged dozens of times before finally cooling down.

Fan Jian raised his hand and threw the dozens of twist-like iron blocks into the furnace. He turned around and went to manipulate the iron slurry in another furnace.

It was getting late at this time, the redness of the furnace, the redness of the flames, and the redness of the iron slurry that Fan Jian had ingested and kneaded in the sky. The three kinds of redness outlined a fire tree and red flowers, and the continuously stretching iron slurry was like a dancing flame. Elf-like.

Everyone was stunned by Fan Jian's operation.

Forging dozens of weapons at the same time, something that ordinary people would never dare to think about, Fan Jian actually did it.

Elder Shen sighed deeply.

This Junior Brother Fan has mastered Biwei Qingzhen's technique to the extreme. Coupled with his pure and vast Qi, his control is even more accurate and perfect.

Maybe... we should pay more attention to the technique of Biwei Qingzhen in the future.

After a moment, he saw that the iron in the first furnace had burned red again. Fan Jian immediately raised his hand and waved it, and then several forging hammers appeared in his hand.

Fan Jian moved his fingers repeatedly, and the forging hammer suddenly danced and hit the red-hot iron, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

In just three or five hammer blows, the prototype of a sword appeared.

I saw him heating the sword body red again, then raising his hand and taking out a row of oil barrels, and put the dozens of sword embryos into the oil barrels.

After achieving this step, the rest of the process is simple. Fan Jian can use the system to do the work of polishing the front, while the Qingmu Door and Yunyu Door can help with the decoration work.

In the end, the hundreds of prefecture-level weapons were completely completed. It took no more than two hours in total, and the forging work was completed in one hour.

Looking at the hundreds of weapons he had obtained, Guan Shuya's brows almost knitted together.

Fan Jian's forging skills were simply unbelievable. Not only was he fast, but the quality was not inferior to Tianji Pavilion.

Originally, he wanted to kill Fan Jian's majesty. If the hell demon really left the hell realm, he could use this as an excuse to do nothing.

Now he has become a narrow-minded person, and even signed a life and death certificate. When the time comes, he will not be able to think of anything.

Signing the life and death certificate in the world of spiritual cultivation is equivalent to giving Fan Jian a pigtail. Shouldn't he just let him flatten and round it?

Fan Jian looked at the signatures of hundreds of disciples on the certificate of life and death, and immediately said with a smile:

"In this case, the leader can go back to prepare supplies and arrange manpower. If a war really starts, we still need to rely on the leader, your Mofamen!"

Guan Shuya snorted coldly when he heard this and said:

"You don't need to say more! Let's go!"

With that said, Guan Shuya led the people and left.

When Fan Jian saw him leaving, he sighed, raised his hand, took out a spirit-accumulating pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

His blacksmithing technique does not need to consume so much energy, but in order to deceive others, he has to keep doing some complicated and redundant actions. In fact, whether it is stack forging or casting, it is just a one-time operation for Fan Jian.

"Brother Jian, aren't you afraid that he will regret it?"

Ye Qingqing asked doubtfully.

Elder Shen smiled and said:

"The life and death form is sworn by the spirit, and after signing with one's own true energy, it has left a mark. If you violate the oath in the life and death form, your true energy will go retrograde and die!"

Ye Qingqing nodded after hearing this.

"Don't mention him anymore!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"Everyone has worked hard today. There may be more casual cultivators arriving tomorrow. Everyone, please rest early!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Shen immediately said to Fan Jian:

"Junior Brother Fan, I have something to tell you!"

Fan Jian nodded and followed Elder Shen to the side.

"Senior Brother Shen, what's so mysterious?" Fan Jian asked with a smile.

"I have seen the strength of these children from Yunyu Sect." Elder Shen said.

"They particularly fit one of my ideas, so I hope you can hand them over to me for training!"

"Assumption? What idea?" Fan Jian asked doubtfully.

Elder Shen said in a deep voice:

"Killing Formation!"