Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Fan Jian opened his eyes, his mind was still in chaos.

Then he heard a voice saying beside him.

"Are you awake?"

Fan Jian was startled and turned around to see Chen looking at him with a smile.

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

Chen smiled and said.

"Who told you to try Jing Fan's Buddha's Light? The greater the difference in the cultivation of Buddhism, the stronger the effect of that skill. You don't understand Buddhism, it would be strange if you didn't faint after being hit!"

Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said.

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

Having said that, Fan Jian still felt that he should quickly get a skill that could protect his original heart!

Although 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 the level of a spirit, so my mind has no resistance at all, and my magic resistance is almost negative. If I encounter an opponent who specializes in mind attack in the future, won't I be beaten?

Lechen said with a smile.

"How about I teach you the Heart Sutra of Prajnamitta? As long as you use your skills, you can be free from mind attack within an hour!"

"What's the price?"

"Take over the position of headmaster!"

"No need to talk!"

Fan Jian curled his lips.

This old monk wants to seduce me all the time.

He is even more shrewd than a pimp!

"Then I won't bother you anymore!" Lechen said with a smile.

"I have already told Jingfan to follow you in the future, so that you don't have to be guarded by the seven Vajra anymore!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this and said quickly.

"Old thing...you!"

Before Fan Jian finished speaking, Lechen ran out.

Fan Jian immediately cursed in his heart.

This old monk is like an eagle returning to the nest - so cunning!

Let Jingfan, the little nun, watch over me. If I do anything out of line, won't a ray of Buddha's light come over me?

I opened the system and saw that my value was still more than 10,000 away from breaking through one million. It was not enough at all!

How was I going to spend these days?

Fan Jian stood up, stretched and walked out the door, and saw Jingfan sitting on the steps at the door.

Seeing Fan Jian coming out, Jingfan asked hurriedly.

"Are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Fan Jian said disdainfully.

"I just have a temporary imbalance of blood and qi!"

Jingfan smiled and said, "That's good! The master asked me to follow you. Where are you going?"

"To pee!" Fan Jian said with a roll of his eyes.

"Are you following?"

Jingfan shook his head and said, "No! I have a clairvoyance. I can just watch you at the door!"

Fan Jian was speechless when he heard this.

What the hell is this?

If I hadn't run out of drugs, I'd give you one too!

Fan Jian sighed helplessly and walked out.

"The toilet is over there!"

"No!"

Fan Jian came to the practice room of Weituo Courtyard and saw that the disciples were still practicing, and Kongming was swinging the log as usual.

When the monks saw Fan Jian coming in, their faces were immediately filled with anger.

Fan Jian had not let them go during these three days, and even scolded them more harshly than those in other courts in order to make them angry.

"Don't get excited, everyone. You just need to fight today. I promise not to say a word!"

A little bit of brushing is a little bit of brushing!

When Qingqing comes, let Qingqing help brushing. Her attack speed is much faster!

Jing Fan looked at Fan Jian curiously standing in the crowd and being beaten by a dozen senior brothers. She was immediately filled with curiosity.

She could not see what Fan Jian had that the old master valued!

In the next few days, Jing Fan followed Fan Jian all the time, almost never leaving his side.

As long as Fan Jian left her sight, she would open her clairvoyance to monitor him.

Only when it was time to sleep at night would Jing Fan return to her own Zen room and let the seven Vajra take turns to guard him.

Just like that, three more days passed.

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

She immediately asked, "What's going on? Why is the bell ringing so early?"

Jing Fan curled her lips and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, sleeping until dawn every day! This is the guest bell, which means that an important guest has arrived!"

Fan Jian was overjoyed when he heard this.

Are the Saint Gu and Qingqing here?

He quickly wiped his face and walked out and said.

"Go and have a look!"

The two came to the main hall of the Sakyamuni Gate and saw that all the monks above the Kong character generation in the entire temple were sitting inside and outside the main hall.

Fan Jian looked over his head and was immediately disappointed.

The guests in the main hall were not the Saint Gu and Ye Qingqing, but four big monks wearing cassocks.

The leader sat opposite Lechen, and from the back, he looked dignified.

The three monks behind him were short and thin, about five feet and a half inches tall.

The one in the middle was bloated and fat, and when he sat there, he looked like a pile of fat.

The other one was tall and mighty, with a strong body, like a small mountain, and a head taller than the seven Vajra.

Fan Jian immediately asked in confusion.

"Who are they?"

Jing Fan whispered: "From the cassocks they are wearing, they seem to be monks from Shaqiu Sect. Shaqiu Sect often sends people to our Shakya Sect to debate Buddhism. The four of them should also be here to debate Buddhism!"

Fan Jian nodded and said.

"You monks like to play this game! Debate back and forth, and if you are dissatisfied, just fight!"

Jing Fan glared at him and said.

"So you are not worthy of being the headmaster!"

"Do you think I want to?"

As the two were talking, they heard the leading monk speak.

"I came all the way from Shaqiu Gate just to hear how Mahayana Buddhism is better than Hinayana Buddhism!"

Liao Chen smiled and said, "Buddhism is neither superior nor inferior, neither superior nor inferior! Master Xuan Zhuang is obsessed with appearances?"

Fan Jian heard the words and it was like a thunder flashing through his mind, and he said in astonishment.

"What does your master call him?"

"Xuan Zhuang! What's wrong?"

Fan Jian swallowed his saliva, and immediately looked at the four people again, and was so astonished that he couldn't speak.

What's going on? Xuan Zang?

Tang...Tang Sanzang?

No wonder those three disciples looked so familiar!

What the hell!

Then Xuan Zhuang said, "If there is no difference between high and low, why is your Sakyamuni sect called Mahayana and my Shaqiu sect called Hinayana?"

"The name is just a code name. If Master Xuan Zhuang likes, you can also call it Mahayana." Le Chen said with a smile.

Xuan Zhuang said again, "I heard that you Sakyamuni sect does not abstain from alcohol and meat. Master Le Chen, do you also kill?"

"No!" Le Chen said.

"Since you don't kill, why do you eat?"

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

"If you eat, there must have been lives that were killed! If you don't eat, you can stop the killing of lives!"

Fan Jian's ears were almost irritated by what he heard. He just wanted to know whether this monk was Tang Seng.

He immediately stepped forward and said, "Who said that not eating can stop being killed?"

Jing Fan was almost scared silly. He pulled Fan Jian to pull him back, but was brought in by Fan Jian's arm.

Xuan Zhuang frowned and looked at Fan Jian and Jing Fan, and immediately sneered.

"Men and women are pulling each other and not following the rules. Is this also the Buddha's teachings of the Buddha?"

Handsome!

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