Fantasy: All my skills are passive

After several days of intensive arrangements, only the mortals from Wusijiangyoujie and Tanshijietianjie in the middle eight realms have not been completely transported to the divine cultivation realm.

The movement of the past few days, coupled with the initiative of some scattered cultivators to reorganize, has made the mortals of the two realms waiting near the boundary, which has made it much easier to transport people.

The defense lines of the lower realms have also been well arranged, and many divine cultivators are willing to take the initiative to fight the demons of hell.

Among them, the divine cultivators of Hongru Sect and Fengxing Sect, led by Meng Sanqian and Bai Shouren, took the lead in guarding the boundary of the 19th realm.

What surprised Fan Jian was that even the Shaqiu Sect, which had never been very active, also went all out this time, and received a large number of divine motorcycles and thunder bombs from Fan Jian to help guard the 19th realm.

The two studies of the Divine Machine Sect, the teleportation array has not yet made a particularly big breakthrough, but a lot of mechanical dummies have been built.

According to Xiang Yingqiong himself, all the subordinate vassal families of the Shenji Sect participated in the manufacturing, and the materials and spirit stones consumed were countless.

From now on, if Fan Jian wants to pay off the spirit stone money, he must refine medicine day and night for at least a year.

When the Qingmu Sect's defense line was arranged, Fan Jian met two unexpected people.

The former masters of Xuanyuan Sect, Yuan Changgong and Xuan Sanniang.

After asking, I learned that since Yuan Changgong self-destructed his divine consciousness, he was almost half dead. Fortunately, Xiao Guizang did not hold a grudge and asked Elder Yao to give him a Beidou Huansheng Pill, which brought him back from the brink of death, but his cultivation level remained at the Nascent Soul Realm forever.

In order to repay their gratitude and repay their debts, the couple voluntarily stayed in the industrial area of ​​the outer sect to grow herbs, and they have been honest and dutiful in the past few months.

Seeing Yuan Changgong's gray hair and almost see-through look, Fan Jian still felt a little bit reluctant.

Only after great pain and loss can people have great enlightenment!

When the three met, Fan Jian did not say much, but quietly took out a bottle of Ziyun Qinglu wine and handed it over, saying:

"This is the wine brewed from Ziyun fruit, which can repair the damaged golden elixir. As for whether the divine consciousness can be repaired, I am not sure.

But even if it can't, it can restore youth. You two drink it!"

After Fan Jian finished speaking, he ignored them.

He leaped and flew in other directions.

At this time, he was actually very upset. It was not that he felt about Xuanyuanmen, but that he had a deeper understanding of the two words of cause and effect.

Maybe the evil people are not evil people in essence, and it is inevitable to make mistakes.

Take Yuan Changgong for example. When they first met, in addition to the fact that he hurt Ye Qingqing, what surprised Fan Jian more was his protection for Xuan Sanniang.

And Xuan Sanniang was able to stay with him and even carry him to Qingmumen to ask for medicine. In this regard, Fan Jian really couldn't hate them. It was just a different standpoint.

This reminded Fan Jian of another person.

A person who was almost the most important person since he appeared in the divine cultivation world.

Liu Yanxi!

It is said that she has never appeared since she escaped from Yuan Changgong.

It is unknown whether she is alive or dead.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian could not help but shook his head.

It is useless to think so much. Her life or death is not important to Fan Jian.

At present, being able to defend the world of divine cultivation is the most important thing.

After inspecting several lines of defense, Fan Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For now, there are no accidents.

Next, we have to wait for Xiao Guizang and the other two to return safely, or for the demons of hell to rush out of hell!

Back to the Longbian Fandu Realm, Gu Shengsheng and Ye Qingqing are still busy distributing elixirs, weapons, hidden weapons and magic treasures to a group of casual cultivators.

Fan Jian sighed, walked aside silently, and started to refine elixirs again. At the same time, the black and white sphere in his hand never stopped spinning.

Now, he will not feel wrist pain even if he keeps spinning for a whole day, and the white energy in his palm is getting more and more.

Until late at night, when everyone had fallen asleep, Fan Jian slowly got up and pulled Ye Qingqing and Gu Shengren back to the house.

"Brother Jian, are you too tired recently?"

Ye Qingqing asked while washing.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself!"

"Yes, Fan Jian!" Gu Shengren also said with a worried look.

"You are the backbone. All the gods now regard you as the most important person to protect the gods. If you fall, I'm afraid everyone's morale will drop a lot!"

Fan Jian smiled and said:

"Am I so fragile?"

Ye Qingqing nodded and said:

"I've seen you frowning recently and never smiled!"

"Indeed!" Gu Shengren nodded and said.

The two of them sang in unison, sweeping away the haze in Fan Jian's heart. He smiled and waved his hand, lifted the two with the Biweiqing needle true qi, gently threw them on the bed, and laughed and said:

"I'm laughing now! Hahaha!"

As he said that, he flew over!

But Gu Shengsheng and Ye Qingqing dodged on the left and right, and Fan Jian missed.

"Don't run!" Fan Jian smiled and turned back.

But Gu Shengsheng and Ye Qingqing smiled with narrowed eyes, one wearing black silk gloves, and the other lightly wrapped in red gauze, only covering the peaks and valleys.

Fan Jian's eyes almost popped out.

Until exhausted, Fan Jian and the two women fell asleep.

In the haze, Fan Jian only felt that the white energy on his right hand enveloped his whole body, and then his brain sank and he fell asleep.

It wasn't until a voice woke him up that Fan Jian opened his eyes, and was immediately startled by the sight in front of him.

I saw myself floating in mid-air, surrounded by clouds and nothingness beneath my feet.

Fan Jian frowned and was about to speak when he heard a voice coming from beside him:

"How long are you going to float there?"

Fan Jian was shocked and turned around to see Liang Qianjue standing on the edge of the cliff looking at him with a smile.

"You? You brought me here?" Fan Jian said in surprise.

"Yes and no." Liang Qianjue said another unclear sentence.

"I communicated with you, but it was Tiandao Ce who sent you here."

Fan Jian then remembered that he had indeed heard that Tiandao Ce had the ability to communicate with the upper world.

"Do you have a problem with me?"

Fan Jian floated back to the cliff in a breaststroke position and asked doubtfully.

"Are you going to ask me to guess this or that again?"

"No more guessing!" Liang Qianjue said with a smile.

"What needs to be said has been explained clearly. The rest is up to you to understand. I have called you here to teach you something."

"Teaching something?" Fan Jian was stunned for a moment and then said in surprise.

"Are you, the Patriarch, finally willing to teach me Kung Fu?"

Liang Qianjue shook her head and said:

"Don't you already know the technique? Although I don't know how you learned it, you can be considered to be able to do it."

"What you said is..."

Liang Qianjue raised his hand and waved. An eight-color zhenqi suddenly condensed in his left hand, and black and white zhenqi appeared in his right hand. He said with a smile:

"Six Void Creation Techniques, Yin and Yang Creation Technique!"

Fan Jian frowned when he heard this and said doubtfully:

"What are you talking about? I don't know how!"