Fantasy: All my skills are passive

The Buddha Shakyamuni twisted his fingers with a smile on his face, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

Pure Land Realm, Muyue Pavilion.

Mu Chuyi, the owner of Muyue Pavilion, sat on a cushion with his feet up, "Qianming, I said I was not wrong, Fan Jian is not an ordinary god cultivator!"

Her pair of white wings flashed with a strange glow.

Zha Qianming twisted his huge snake tail and came to Mu Chuyi, "I hope so, I hope he can help our Muyue Pavilion solve this problem that has troubled us for ten thousand years!"

Fan Jian didn't know that because of his killing of Fan Buwei, the three realms were in chaos. Now all his attention was on the palace in front of him, which was completely different from all the architectural styles in Lingxiao Realm.

"What is this place... Why does it give people a sense of uncertainty!"

Fan Jian walked step by step towards the palace along the Xinghe Long Bridge, fearing that he would fall off the transparent bridge if he was not careful.

Just as he approached the palace gate and was about to knock on the door politely, he heard an extremely gentle female voice:

"Outsider, this is not the place for you, you'd better leave quickly!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard the voice.

"What a beautiful voice, the owner of this palace is a woman?" Fan Jian became more curious.

"Fairy, I accidentally broke into your treasure land, please forgive me if I disturbed you!"

"But now there are all immortal soldiers and generals chasing me outside, I really have nowhere to go!"

"You? Why?" The gentle female voice sounded again.

"Killed the immortal of Lingxiao Realm - Fan Buwei!" At this time, Fan Jian had nothing to hide.

"..." The female voice suddenly fell silent. After a long time, the door of the palace suddenly opened slowly. Fan Jian walked in without hesitation.

The palace was not as magnificent as Fan Jian imagined, nor was it very lively, with immortal servants surging. Instead, it seemed cold and deserted, as if there was no popularity.

But there are many osmanthus trees planted inside, and the fragrance of osmanthus fills the air.

"What's your name?" Walking forward, Fan Jian saw a small pavilion in front of him. The pavilion was wrapped in white gauze, and it was not clear what was inside.

Fan Jian did not dare to be presumptuous, so he stopped and said to the pavilion: "I am Fan Jian."

"You are not from here?" The voice continued to come from the pavilion.

"I am not, I am from the mortal world, and was brought up by Qingting!" Fan Jian replied somewhat helplessly.

"Oh? You are also from the mortal world? No wonder, no wonder, but you can kill the Thunder Warrior - Fan Buwei with the Saint Realm, you must not be an ordinary person!"

"Fairy, you are too kind! They are really bullying too much!" Fan Jian said angrily.

"Since you are all from the mortal world, you can hide in here. Not everyone can find me here, and not everyone dares to come here!"

The girl in the pavilion was still gentle, but she said domineeringly.

After saying that, Fan Jian felt a gentle true energy suddenly sweeping towards him, pulling him into the white gauze of the pavilion.

A burst of fragrance came to his face, refreshing his heart. When Fan Jian opened his eyes again, he saw a woman in a white cheongsam, holding a rabbit in her arms, half lying and half sitting there lazily.

Looking at the woman's face again, it was beautiful, with delicate features that could not find any dead corners, and it was breathtakingly beautiful.

It is no exaggeration to say that this woman is the most beautiful woman Fan Jian has ever seen, no one else.

Fan Jian wiped his saliva and asked carefully: "Is the fairy also from the mortal world?"

The beautiful woman nodded slightly and asked Fan Jian how he came to this Lingxiao world.

Seeing the beauty, Fan Jian's tension and fatigue in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he told her everything that happened before and after, picking up the important things.

By the way, he also talked about some things in the mortal world, because he found that the woman was very interested in the mortal world.

"So many changes have taken place in the mortal world. It's true that only a few days in heaven can last a hundred years on earth!" The beautiful woman sighed, and without waiting for Fan Jian to ask, she took the initiative to tell her story. It might be because she hadn't seen a stranger for too long.

And this person was a stranger from the mortal world.

The beautiful woman was named Yue'e. She was not a celestial fairy, nor did she have much strength. In the ancient mortal world, she accidentally obtained an elixir. After eating the elixir by mistake, she ascended to the Lingxiao world.

Because of her beautiful appearance, she was loved and recognized by the immortals in the upper world. In order to keep her, the Qing Emperor built the paradise of Lingxiao world-the Moon Palace.

He personally laid a psychedelic fairy formation to prevent Yue'e from being disturbed. This is why Fan Jian had never seen this palace and later accidentally broke into it.

"By the way, how did you get through this fairy formation and come to my Moon Palace?" Fairy Yue'e asked with some doubts.

"I don't know about this! I was running and felt dizzy, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the Moon Palace!" Fan Jian was also confused, scratching his hair and said.

"Have you ever been exposed to the power of the moon?" Fairy Yue'e seemed to remember something and raised her voice.

"What is the power of the moon?" Fan Jian was even more confused.

"No, no, you are so young, you should not have the opportunity to be exposed to the power of the moon!" Fairy Yue'e shook her head again, talking to herself, "Do you know Muyue Pavilion?"

"I know!" Fan Jian told Fairy Yue'e about his previous experience in the secret realm of Muyue Pavilion.

"That's right, that's right! It's the power of the Twelve Moon Wheel!" Fairy Yue'e showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Twelve Moon Wheel? Isn't it already in the hands of my aunt's wife?" Fan Jian was puzzled.

"Don't be confused, I helped Mu Yue Pavilion to create this fairy weapon, the Twelve Moon Wheel!" Fairy Yue'e said with a smile, "Anyone who has come into contact with the power of the moon will sense the existence of the Moon Palace!"

"What? Fairy Yue'e can also create fairy weapons? I see that you are so weak and have no power?" Fan Jian said in surprise.

"I don't have much strength, but that doesn't mean I can't do anything!"

"You have to know that opportunity is very important. When I first came to Lingxiao Realm, I was recognized by Yuehua's spirit and got Yuehua's inheritance. Although I don't have much combat power, that's because I don't want to practice! But it has many other wonderful uses!"

"I will tell you slowly when I have the chance in the future!"

"As for forging immortal weapons, I don't know how, but there are people here who can. I just need to provide the power of Yuehua!" Fairy Yue'e said playfully.