Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"Six voids and eight swords, hidden in the sky endlessly!"

"Six voids and eight swords, the wind comes from anywhere!"

Seeing the scenery in front of him being completely destroyed, Fan Jian let out a long breath.

The psychic power in this painting is really amazing the more you look at it!
After becoming spiritually minded, you can use your true energy to your heart's content.

This is nothing, what's even more outrageous is that using the Liuxu Sword Art here will not have any impact on the meridians.

After all, the meridians only exist in the physical body, and the meridians of the divine mind are only simulations.

After a whole night of uninterrupted practice, Fan Jian's Liuxu Sword Art proficiency has reached 86%, and he can fully practice it tomorrow night, lighting up the next skill of Gongyang Xinshu.

After exiting the painting, Fan Jian was surprised to find that Gu Shengren and Ye Qingqing were sitting on the chairs in the living room, snoring head to head.

There are some pastries and side dishes on the table next to them, which have been cold for an unknown amount of time.

Fan Jian smiled slightly when he saw this.

Squatting in front of the two women, watching them.

Maybe they sensed someone moving, and the two opened their eyes involuntarily. Seeing Fan Jian squatting in front of him and giggling, they immediately sat up blushing.

"How long have you been waiting for me?" Fan Jian asked with a smile.

"Who's waiting for you!" Gu Shengren stood up, twisted her waist and went back to the room.

Ye Qingqing said with a red face.

"I'll warm up the pastry for you!"

As he spoke, he was about to stand up, but he inadvertently caused a small injury from last night, and a trace of pain suddenly appeared on his face.

Fan Jian smiled and helped her sit down and said.

"It's okay, I'll just eat like this!"

Seeing Fan Jian gobbled it up, Ye Qingqing felt a bit of sadness in her heart, and said distressedly.

"Brother Jian, in fact, you don't have to tire yourself out like this!"

Fan Jian shook his head and said.

"If I can't even protect you two well, what kind of man am I? Just let lightning strike me to death!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a thunderstorm outside the house, followed by a bolt of lightning passing through the early morning night.

Fan Jian was so frightened that he almost choked, and said quickly.

"Hi... isn't it? The sky is so good...Hi, cooperate?"

Seeing Fan Jian hiccupping uncontrollably, Ye Qingqing smiled and shook her head.

"I'll get you a cup of tea!"

Fan Jian nodded.

After the thunder and lightning outside the door, the wind and rain came quickly.

This was the first thunderstorm that Fan Jian had seen in this world.

It seldom rains in the Supreme Ever-Converging Realm, and the lower the world, the more common it is that it rains.

Although there was rain in Wusi Jiangyoujie, it was just light rain, not so earth-shattering.

The dark clouds in the sky rolled over that day, so low that they seemed to be pressing on the top of the head, thunder and lightning flashed rumbling, as if to shock the entire Han Chongmiao Chengjie, heavy rain poured down, and everything in front of us was shrouded in gray.

Fan Jian couldn't help but feel a shock when he saw the thunder in the rain.

I felt that Nascent Soul in Dantian moved along with the thunder, and then danced.

A stream of sword energy also naturally emerged from the lower dantian.

"Thunderbolt Sword Power!"

This Nascent Soul was born from Jianwan Jindan, even though it is already in the shape of a Nascent Soul, it still has the sword power of a high-level innate eight swords.

With a thought in his mind, Fan Jian jumped into the thunderstorm, flew to find a large open space, raised his hand and waved it, and started in shock.

Shaking thunder and sword power, using thunder as an outline.

The speed of the sword is fast, the edge of the sword is accurate, and the sword is fierce.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, the shock came.

On June [-], the shock came violently.

On June [-], the shock is endless.

In September [-]th, the earthquake was muddy.

Sixth Five-Year, the shock travels.

On the sixth, shake the cable and see the hawser.

The general outline of Thunderbolt Sword Power shocked Baili!
Taking advantage of the lightning from the sky, Fan Jian's every move and gesture would trigger the thunder and lightning from the sky to strike, but he himself was not harmed by the thunder force.

The Liuxu Sword Art in the body naturally formed a protective layer like a thunder curtain, completely isolating the power of thunder and lightning.

This scene was like the wind wall of the Wind Sword Dao when he was floating outside the boundary that day.

But everyone in the venue was shocked.

The place where Fan Jian practiced was only three to five miles away from them. The violent thunder from the sky kept falling that day, as if exploding around him, which immediately made everyone panic.

"Come and see! Someone is crossing the catastrophe!"

"Fart! Crossing the tribulation has reached the 33rd level, how can there be a speed below it?"

"If you don't believe me, look!"

"Damn it! That's because I've done too many bad things and got struck by lightning!"

Fan Jian, who was brandishing a sword move, suddenly heard the sound of the system jumping up, and the sound of the small receiving value increasing. He was overjoyed and felt embarrassed.

Concentrate the true energy, raise your hand and wave it, the true energy turns into a gust of wind and blows out.

This move has only wind and no lethality. Cooperating with the strong wind of the thunderstorm, it immediately set off a curtain of rain and scattered many small tents and small wooden houses.

"Huh? Wife? Didn't you go to the bathroom? Why are you in someone else's tent?"

"Fuck! Uncle, what are the conditions, you sleep naked?"

"Can someone help me find my tent? I'm blind!"

After some mischief, Fan Jian flew back to the house immediately.

For some reason, everyone came to the room where Fan Jian and the others were staying. At this time, dozens of people in the room were sitting together and looking at each other.

When Fan Jianfei came back, he was taken aback, thinking that the person whose house had been blown away was looking for trouble.

In fact, it was only because of the thunderstorm that Shenji Baijie was closed for a day, and everyone had nothing to do, so they dropped by everywhere, and ended up at Fan Jian's house.

Fan Jian couldn't laugh or cry, so he asked Ye Qingqing to greet the guests with snacks such as fruit plate snacks, and took out a few tables and cut a few sets of mahjong tiles for everyone's entertainment.

This day's leisure and ease should be considered as some buffer time for the upcoming four treasure fights.

Everyone thought this thunderstorm was just an ordinary thunderstorm day.

But if you jump out of the 33 circles at this time, you will find that this is a thunderstorm that started at the same time as the 33 circles.

A heavy rain fell on the entire 33 worlds at the same time, which was unprecedented.

The yin and yang companion world.

Liao Xing sat in the rain, motionless like a Buddha statue washed by the rain.

At this moment, a gust of blood came out of the gap in the fate lock, condensed on the top of Xing's head, and turned into an umbrella, shielding him from the rain in the sky.

Liao Xing opened his eyes, raised his hand and flicked his finger, and the bloody umbrella disappeared immediately.

"Hehe, look at you, how pitiful! You stay here without eating, drinking or sleeping for the sake of the common people, but you don't even have an umbrella to shelter you from the wind and rain."

The commander of the blood river said, and sent out another burst of blood.

There was no fluctuation on Liao Xing's face, as soon as the blood was generated, he raised his hand and smashed it.

The commander of Xuehe smiled immediately when he saw this, and he never tired of gathering umbrellas one after another.

Liao Xing frowned and said in a deep voice.

"What's the use of you doing such a boring thing? Do you think the poor monk will change his view of you hell creatures because of your small move?"

Commander Blood River said with a smile.

"What you think is your business, what I do is my business! What you find boring, but I can enjoy it all day long!"