Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"The winner, Fan Jian!"

Elder Dugu's words could not wake up everyone who was still in shock.

After an unknown amount of time, an applause sounded, and everyone woke up like a dream. The voices were thunderous, and the whole audience was chanting Fan Jian's name.

"Fan Jian! Fan Jian!"

"Be respected, the minimum value is +5000!"

Among them, the most encouraging one is not the inner door, but the outer door!

A person who has not broken through the foundation establishment for five years.

A trash who should have been kicked out of the sect!
In this way, he became a dark horse, all the way to the finals of the inner door assessment, and became the champion.

This kind of thing made the three thousand outer disciples ask themselves, if they start to study hard now, can they also be like him?

Seeing the cheers of the crowd, Fan Jian reached out and blew kisses continuously.

At this moment, only a whistling sound came.

A cyan flying sword pierced through the clouds and descended from the sky.

An old man stepped on the flying sword and landed in front of Fan Jian.

Seeing this, the ten elders immediately half-kneeled and shouted.

"See Master Master!"

Hidden Sword Immortal!
Everyone was silent when they heard the words, and quickly knelt down and said.

"See the master!"

Xiao Guizang smiled, raised his hand, and countless silver lights spilled out.

It was actually peanut-sized sword pills that landed accurately in the hands of every disciple.

"There is the sword energy I left behind in the sword pill. If you eat it, there is a chance to comprehend some sword skills."

Seeing Xiao Guizang's appearance today, Fan Jian couldn't help curling his lips.

At this time, he was neatly dressed, and a large robe set off his stalwart body.

Although his appearance is equally old, his face is radiant, and he is not at all as haggard as he was when he was fishing.

In addition to that shining heaven-level high-grade sword, Jiuxiao, no matter how you look at it, it is completely different from that old fisherman.

"What? Don't you know?" Xiao Guizang asked with a smile.

"Who can recognize this?" Fan Jian rolled his eyes.

"I'm in the arena, I can't help myself! I'm also going to pretend to be less troublesome!" Xiao Guizang said, stroking his beard.

"Don't bother me, I'm miserable, I almost died in Lingjiang Peak!" Fan Jian said.

"Aren't you dead yet? Stop talking nonsense!"

Xiao Guizang smiled, suddenly his face darkened, and he said loudly.

"The fifteenth generation of disciples of the Qingmu sect, Fan Jian listens to the order!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he half-knelt and cupped his hands.

Seeing Xiao Guizang holding a sword with one hand and putting it on Fan Jian's shoulder, he said in a deep voice.

"In the name of the Cyanwood Sect Patriarch Tianpu Sword Immortal, I accept you as the sixth generation head disciple! Remember the teachings of my Cyanwood Sect ancestor, and don't forget the original heart of cultivation!"

"Disciple remember the teacher's teachings!"

Hearing Fan Jian's reply, Xiao Guizang raised his hand and pointed between Fan Jian's eyebrows.

A cyan sword mark suddenly appeared between his brows, and the mark disappeared as soon as his heart moved.

"The green wood sword seal is the unique seal of the head disciple. When you go out, if you meet the previous disciples, you will be lucky. Seeing the seal is like meeting the head!"

After finishing all this, Xiao Guizang waved his hand, the mustard seed bracelet flashed, and a three-foot-high pitch-black stone pillar was inserted directly on the school field.

"The way of dual cultivation should be in line with the law of heaven, and the harmony between the phoenix and the phoenix is ​​the true way! From now on, the Qingmu Gate strictly prohibits the incident of the furnace, and erects a monument as a police!"

"In addition, Fan Jian came from the outer sect. It can be seen that even if there are people in the outer sect who are slightly inferior in cultivation, they may be late bloomers who have accumulated a lot! Change the year to five years!"

"Thank you, master, for your kindness!" All the disciples said in unison.

"Everyone wake up!"

Seeing Fan Jian standing up, Xiao Guizang came to him with a smile and whispered, "How is it? Interesting enough?"

Fan Jian gave a thumbs up and gave Xiao Guizang a thumbs up!
"It would be even more interesting if there were one or two meeting gifts!" Fan Jian said with a chuckle.

Xiao Guizang put his arm around Fan Jian's shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, can a master treat an apprentice badly?"

"Really! Thanks then!"

"Hey! Which one of us is with whom! Go to the wine pavilion to eat something. In the past few days, I have sneaked out to steal ingredients, but I didn't eat well! Now I can finally go in openly!"

"Huh? Was the fish stolen?"

"Isn't your chicken too?"

"Yes, yes, hehe!"

Elder Dugu watched the old man and the young one walk out of the school field with black lines, and immediately stood up awkwardly and said.

"The assessment is over, and the final rankings and rewards will be released. The rankings will be announced in a few days. Let's all disperse and practice separately!"

Then everyone left happily.

Seeing the legendary head master, one of the top land gods in the 33rd level of spiritual cultivation world, and witnessing with his own eyes that the disciple of the outer sect was elevated to the head disciple, it will be difficult for everyone to sleep tonight.

Ye Qingqing hesitated and didn't know what to do.

Xia Ruhua said suspiciously: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Xia... Brother Jian, which generation is he the head disciple?" Ye Qingqing asked with a mournful face.

"If I remember correctly, it should be the sixth generation!" Xia Ruhua said.

"We are the No.15th generation..." Ye Qingqing said bitterly after calculating for a long time.

"What should I care about brother Jian's name?"

Xia Ruhua was stunned for a moment, and then said after thinking for a long time.

"The elder of Jiuge is also the sixth generation head disciple. You are his direct disciple, so you should be counted as the seventh generation. You should call Fan Jian Master Uncle..."

"Ah?" Ye Qingqing sighed bitterly when he heard the words.

"All right……"

"Don't think too much!" Xia Ruhua said with a smile.

"Just keep calling him Brother Jian, he won't blame you, it's too late to be happy!"

This world consists of 33 independent regions arranged from top to bottom, and each region is called the first level of spiritual cultivation world, collectively known as the 33 layers of spiritual cultivation world.

Connecting the 33 layers of spiritual cultivation world is a mountain peak with a height of hundreds of millions of feet, named Zhujie Mountain.

The peak of Zhujie Mountain pierces straight into the sky, like a sharp cone piercing through the 33-level spiritual cultivation world, and it is also the only way for spiritual practitioners in the spiritual cultivation world to go up and down the world.

In the lower eighteen realms, the sun is not seen all year round, or it is scorching like carbon fire, or it is as cold as an iceberg, or it rains for many years, or it is windy and thunderous all day long.

Thousands of ghosts wander there and monsters run amok, it is a taboo place for mortals, and few people come here.

The Middle Eight Realms, with abundant sunshine, four distinct seasons, and no lack of rain and dew in the four seasons, are the places where mortals live for a long time.

The Upper Seven Realms, where the sun shines the longest and are full of aura, are the places where various schools of spiritual cultivation gather. Among them, the Qingmu Gate is located in the sixth realm of the Upper Seven Realms, the Supreme Ever-Converging Realm.

As the sun set, a carriage gradually stopped outside a city.

This city is located in the fifth realm of the Upper Seven Realms, Yulong Tengsheng Realm,

There was a funeral procession outside the city, and when the carriage approached, a woman threw herself on it and wept bitterly.

"Shou'er! My Shou'er! It's mother's fault! Mother shouldn't have sent you to practice at the Greenwood Gate! It killed you!"

"Madam Yuan, my condolences, the young man was defeated in a sneak attack..."

"shut up!"

I saw the woman opened her mouth and took out a blade less than half an inch from her mouth. When it was shaken by the wind, it turned into a three-foot green blade.

"The Qingmu Gate harmed my Shou'er, my Xuanyuan Gate and you are at odds!"