Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Unlike the World of Gods and Humans and the Realm of Lingxiao, this Pure Land Realm does not have so many buildings. There are only a few tall pagodas standing under the holy light.

Entering the pure land realm for the first time, Fan Jian's originally impetuous heart suddenly became clear and clear. It was as if a ray of warm sunshine had been poured into his heart, which was comfortable and natural.

The performance of the four people who gathered the Buddhist scriptures was even more exaggerated. Xuanzhuang had a pious expression on his face and kept chanting Buddhist scriptures with his hands clasped together.

Kuneng and Kujing also followed the master in doing the same movements. Only Kunkong jumped up and down like a monkey, looking around curiously.

Not long after the group entered the Pure Land Realm, they came to the Buddhist Courtyard, a huge pagoda that reached straight into the sky.

"Fan Jian, where did your Buddhist power come from?"

Sakyamuni Buddha has a bright mind and can tell at a glance that Fan Jian's Buddhist power does not come from cultivation.

"I can't tell you that!" Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said.

Sakyamuni Buddha didn't care and looked at Fan Jian with a smile.

"Although your magic power is very strong, it is not stable enough because you did not practice it with concentration!"

"And when you fought against the Great God Qingting, did you realize your weakness?"

"Tianwei? Realm?" Fan Jian said softly.

"The power of heaven and realm are only part of it. The most important thing is your Qi, which is not strong enough or pure enough!"

Sakyamuni Buddha said seriously.

"The reason why I want you to come to my Pure Land is to teach you how to use Qi, and at the same time I have something to give you!"

"After all, I was the one who suggested this trip to the True Buddha Country in the Western Region, so I have to give you certain guarantees. Moreover, the Infinite Demon Realm is really dangerous. I also hope that you can successfully complete the mission and return!"

As he spoke, Lord Sakyamuni turned to Lord Kasyapa.

"Kasyapa, take those four Buddhist disciples to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to select exercises and then take them to practice. Remember to give them some guidance!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Thank you, Lord Buddha!" ​​The group of four people who collected scriptures were overjoyed. After thanking them quickly, they followed Lord Kassapa out.

"Fan Jian, come with me."

After Sakyamuni Buddha finished speaking, he took the lead in walking towards the back of the Buddhist Hall.

Fan Jian followed closely behind, and the two of them arrived at a solemn and sacred temple without saying anything.

The temple is very large, and there are thousands of monks inside who are constantly chanting Buddhist scriptures devoutly. Even when Fan Jian and Sakyamuni Buddha arrived, these monks remained motionless, as if they didn't see them at all.

Right in front of the monks, there is a transparent crystal knife with a strange shape and nine stones of different shapes and colors inlaid on it.

The sounds of chanting sutras were heard, and Fan Jian was extremely shocked. What kind of sword could allow so many enlightened monks to recite sutras and worship them day and night.

"This knife is called the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword. Inlaid on it are the death relics of the nine great Buddhas. It is the number one Buddha treasure in the world!"

Sakyamuni Buddha clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha's name, looked at Fan Jian and said.

Fan Jian carefully observed the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword and suddenly felt pious in his heart.

"This knife is yours now!"

Sakyamuni Buddha suddenly said.

Then he waved his hand, and a golden light enveloped the blade of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword. The blade slowly shook and was pulled out, flying into Fan Jian's hand.

As soon as Fan Jian took possession of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword, golden light burst out from his seven orifices, and a huge surge of Buddhist power instantly poured into Fan Jian's body.

Even the power of Buddhism and Dao Zhenliu was activated, and nine Buddha images instantly appeared behind Fan Jian.

"What a knife! What a knife!"

Fan Jian worked hard to adjust the Buddha's power pouring into his body, and kept looking at the crystal knife in his hand.

"Could you give it a name? The Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword is just a Dharma name!"

Buddha Sakyamuni was quite satisfied when he saw that Fan Jian could control the sword easily and said with a smile.

Fan Jian thought for a while and said, "Just call it 'panic'!"

When the two returned to the Buddha Hall again, Fan Jian was already very familiar with the Frightened Jie Dao.

Panic suddenly flew to Fan Jian's head, spinning and dancing, as if he was cheering.

The Buddha's light floating down made Fan Jian feel like he was bathed in the spring breeze!

"The Buddha spirit of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword has not appeared for a long time. I didn't expect that a little guy like you would lead him out today. I am really impressed by you, Fan Jian!"

Fan Jian caught the panic-stricken sword that flew back to his hand with satisfaction, and his dissatisfaction with Sakyamuni Buddha was reduced a lot.

"The sword is a good sword, but I don't know how to use it! It seems that I need to practice a superb sword technique as soon as possible in order to be worthy of the frightening infinite domineering power!"

Fan Jian said to himself.

Buddha Sakyamuni didn't say anything. He took out a tattered ancient book from his arms and pushed it into Fan Jian's hand with the help of Buddha's power. Fan Jian looked down and saw a few big characters.

"The Divine Power of Ten Thousand Buddhas' Righteousness!"

"This...is a sword technique?" Fan Jian didn't notice it no matter how hard he looked.

"This is the secret method of Buddhism. It has been jointly researched and modified by several major Buddhas. It is specially customized for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Sword. It also practices Qi method. It is your best choice now!"

"Furthermore, swordsmanship emphasizes masculinity and domineering, and Buddhism is bright and righteous. As long as you understand its profound meaning, Buddhism and swordsmanship will inevitably form a line of their own and complement each other!"

Shakyamuni Buddha said softly.

Fan Jian held the Frightened Long Knife in his hand, and the Buddha's power penetrated it up and down. He swung it several times in succession, trying to feel how to use the knife.

"Next, you can practice the Ten Thousand Buddhas Righteous Qi Magic Skill in my Buddha Court with peace of mind, and retreat for a month. After a month, you will set off for the Western Regions True Buddha Kingdom!"

After saying this, Sakyamuni Buddha stood up and prepared to leave.

"This... You really don't give me some time to say goodbye to my big and small wives? I don't know when I will be back!"

Fan Jian shouted at Sakyamuni Buddha's back, and the little bit of goodwill he had finally built up collapsed in an instant.

For a month, Fan Jian practiced magic skills except for eating, and even slept in the form of meditation, for fear of missing a little bit of practice time.

After all, he still wanted to stay a few days to return to the mortal world.

The four people who went to the pilgrimage also began their journey of hard practice with the help and guidance of Venerable Kasyapa, but Xuan Zhuang was really too weak, and his talent for practice could not be said to be zero, but it was almost non-existent.

Venerable Kasyapa tried every possible way, but he couldn't make Xuan Zhuang practice even a little bit of combat skills. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and chose a body shape footwork for him. If he couldn't fight, at least he could run and escape.

"Maybe this is the law of nature, the principle of fairness and justice. This monk has a very deep affinity with Buddhism, but he has no fighting power!"

Venerable Kasyapa shook his head helplessly and muttered softly.