Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Fan Jian opened his eyes, but his brain was still in chaos.

He heard a voice say beside him.

"you're awake?"

Fan Jian was taken aback for a moment, turned around and saw Chen looking at him with a smile.

"Don't be so scary, okay? Talk slowly, are you pretending to be a ghost?" Fan Jian said angrily.

Liao Chen said with a smile.

"Who told you to try Jingfan's Buddha's universal illumination? The greater the difference between the practice and the Buddha's practice, the stronger the effect. You don't understand Buddhism, so it's no wonder you don't faint!"

Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said.

"Who knew that her Buddha's radiance was a divine attack!"

Having said that, Fan Jian still thinks that he should hurry up and create a book of exercises that can keep his heart!
Although the Tianji Duyuan Gong is easy to use, it is not a system output after all, and it is not passive.

I haven't cultivated to become a god, and my spiritual sense has no resistance at all, and my magic resistance is almost negative. If I encounter some opponent who specializes in spiritual attacks in the future, won't I be hanged and beaten?

Liao Chen said with a smile.

"How about I teach you the Prajnamita Heart Sutra? As long as you use your skills, you will be free from spiritual attacks for an hour!"

"What about the price?"

"Take over as head!"

"No talk!"

Fan Jian pouted.

The old monk wanted to seduce himself all the time.

It's more like a bust than a pimp!

"Then don't bother!" Liao Chen said with a smile.

"I've already told Jingfan to let her follow you in the future, so that you don't have to be guarded by the Seven King Kong anymore!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this, and said hastily.

"Old thing...you!"

Before Fan Jian could finish speaking, Liaochen ran out quickly.

Fan Jian immediately cursed in his heart.

This old monk is like an eagle returning to its nest - it's so dark!
Let the little nun Jingfan look at him, if he does something out of line, isn't that a Buddha's light shot over?

When I opened the system, I found that the minimum receiving value was still more than 1 away from breaking through one million, which was not enough at all!

How are you going to live these days!

Fan Jian stood up, stretched his waist and walked out the door, and saw Jing Fan sitting on the steps of the door.

Seeing Fan Jian coming out, Jing Fan asked quickly.

"Are you all right?"

"What can I do?" Fan Jian said disdainfully.

"I'm just out of control for a while!"

Jing Fan smiled and said, "That's good! Master asked me to follow you, where are you going?"

"Go pee!" Fan Jian said, rolling his eyes.

"Are you following?"

Jing Fan shook his head and said, "Don't follow! I have clairvoyance, so I just need to watch you at the door!"

Fan Jian was speechless immediately.

What the hell is this?
If I didn't run out of drugs, I'll give you a pack first!
Fan Jian sighed helplessly and walked out.

"The toilet is over there!"

"not going!"

When Fan Jian came to the practice room of Wei Tuo Yuan, he saw that the disciples were still practicing, and Kong Ming was also waving the log as usual.

Seeing Fan Jian coming in, the monks were all angry.

In the past three days, Fan Jian didn't even let them go, and even scolded them worse than the other houses in order to make them angry.

"Everyone, don't get excited, you just need to call today, and I promise not to say a word!"

A little bit is a little bit!

When Qingqing comes, ask Qingqing to help brush, her attack speed will be much faster!

Jing Fan looked curiously at the way Fan Jian stood in the crowd surrounded by a dozen senior brothers and beat him up, and was immediately full of curiosity.

She still couldn't see how Fan Jian could be valued by the old head!
For the next few days, Jing Fan followed Fan Jian almost every step of the way.

As long as Fan Jian leaves her sight, she will turn on Tianyantong to monitor.

Only when it was time to sleep at night would Jingfan return to her own meditation room and be handed over to the Seven Kings to watch over her in turn.

In this way, another three days passed.

Early in the morning, Fan Jian was woken up by the sound of a loud bell, impatiently walked to the door, and saw Jing Fan still sitting at the door waiting for her.

Immediately asked: "What's the situation? Why did you ring the bell so early?"

Jing Fan curled his lips and said, "You think everyone is like you, sleeping until dawn every day! This is the reception bell, which means that important guests have arrived!"

Fan Jian was overjoyed when he heard this.

Gu Shengren and Qingqing are here?

Hastily wiped his face casually, walked out and said.

"Go and see!"

When the two came to the main hall of Sakyamuni, they saw that monks above the empty generation in the entire temple were sitting inside and outside the main hall.

Fan Jian poked his head to look at it, and immediately looked discouraged and disappointed.

I saw that the guests in the hall were not Gu Shengren and Ye Qingqing, but four great monks wearing cassocks.

The leader was sitting opposite Liaochen, looking from the back, he had a dignified posture.

One of the three monks behind him was thin and short, five feet and a half inches apart.

The one in the middle is bloated and fat, and it looks like a pile of fat when sitting there.

The other was tall and mighty, with a strong body, like a hill, and was a head taller than the Seven King Kong.

Fan Jian asked suspiciously.

"Who are they?"

Jing Fan whispered: "From the cassocks on them, they seem to be monks from the Shaqiu Gate. The Sand Dune Gate often sends people to our Sakyamuni Gate to debate Buddhism. The four of them should also come to debate Buddhism!"

Fan Jian nodded and said.

"You monks like to play this trick! Arguing back and forth, if there is any dissatisfaction, just fight!"

Jing Fan glared at him and said.

"So you are not worthy to be the leader at all!"

"You think I want to!"

The two were talking when they heard the head monk speak.

"The poor monk came all the way from the Shaqiu Gate, just to hear how this Mahayana Buddhism is better than my Hinayana Buddhism!"

Liaochen said with a smile: "There is no superiority or inferiority in Buddhism, and there is no victory or invincibility! Master Xuan Zhuang's appearance?"

When Fan Jian heard the words, a thunder flashed through his mind, and he said in astonishment.

"What did your master call him?"

"Xuan Zhuang! What's wrong?"

Fan Jian swallowed, then looked at the four people again, speechless in astonishment.

What's the situation?Xuanzang?

Tang... Tang Sanzang?

No wonder those three apprentices looked so familiar!
Fuck it!
Seeing that Xuan Zhuang said: "If there is no distinction between superior and inferior, why is your Sakyamuni sect called Mahayana, and my Shaqiu sect is called Hinayana?"

"The name is just a code name. Master Xuan Zhuang likes it, and it can also be called Mahayana." Liao Chen said with a smile.

Xuan Zhuang said again: "I heard that you Sakyamuni don't abstain from alcohol and meat. I asked Master Chen, do you also kill?"

"Don't kill!" Liao Chen said.

"If you don't kill it, why eat it?"

"If you haven't killed anything, why can't you eat it?"

"If you eat it, there must be a living being killed! If you don't eat it, you will be able to stop the living being killed!"

Fan Jian's ears were about to twitch when he heard this, he just wanted to know if this monk was Tang Seng or not.

Immediately stepped forward and said: "Who said that if you don't eat, you can be killed?"

Jing Fan was so frightened that she pulled Fan Jian to pull him back, but was brought in by Fan Jian's arm instead.

Xuan Zhuang frowned and looked at Fan Jian and Jing Fan, then said with a sneer.

"Men and women gossip and don't abide by the rules. Is this also Shakyamuni's Dharma?"

Handsome!
Fan Jian was shocked!He had never seen such a handsome bald donkey!