Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Chapter 457

Unlike the world of gods and humans and the world of Lingxiao, there are not so many buildings in this pure land world, only a few tall pagodas standing under the holy light.

Entering the Pure Land Realm for the first time, Fan Jian's impetuous heart instantly became clear, as if a ray of warm sunshine had been sprinkled into his heart, which was comfortable and natural.

The performance of the quartet was even more exaggerated. Xuan Zhuang had a pious expression on his face, and he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures with his palms folded.

Ku Neng and Ku Jing followed the master to do the same movements, only Ku Kong jumped up and down like a monkey, looking around curiously.

Not long after the group entered the Pure Land Realm, they came to the Buddha Court, which was a huge pagoda reaching directly into the sky.

"Fan Jian, where does your power of Buddhism come from?"

Sakyamuni Buddha has a clear mind, and he can tell at a glance that Fan Jian's Buddha power is not obtained through cultivation.

"That can't tell you!" Fan Jian said, rolling his eyes.

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

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

"And when you were fighting the Great God of Qingting, did you find your weakness?"

"Tianwei? Realm?" Fan Jian said softly.

"Tianwei and realm are just a part, the most important thing is your aura, it's not strong enough, not pure enough!"

Sakyamuni Buddha said seriously.

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

"After all, I was the one who suggested going to the True Buddha Kingdom in the Western Regions this time, so I will give you some protection, and the Unlimited Demon Realm is really dangerous. I also hope that you can complete the mission and return smoothly!"

While speaking, Buddha Sakyamuni turned to Venerable Kasyapa.

"Kasyapa, you take those four Buddhist disciples to the Sutra Pavilion to select exercises, and then take them to practice, remember to give them pointers!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Thank you, Buddha!" ​​The group of four who learned the scriptures was overjoyed, thanked him quickly, and followed Venerable Kassapa out.

"Fan Jian, come with me."

After Sakyamuni Buddha finished speaking, he took the lead to walk towards the back of the main hall of the Buddha Court.

Fan Jian followed closely behind, and the two of them came to a solemn and sacred temple without talking all the way.

The temple is very large, and there are thousands of monks in it who are constantly reciting Buddhist scriptures devoutly. Even when Fan Jian and Sakyamuni Buddha came, these monks remained motionless, as if they hadn't seen them at all.

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

The sound of chanting sutras came, and Fan Jian was extremely shocked. What kind of precious sword can make so many eminent monks chant sutras day and night.

"This knife is called the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Knife. It is inlaid with the relics of the nine Buddhas who passed away. It is the number one Buddha treasure in the world!"

Buddha Sakyamuni clasped his hands together, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he looked at Fan Jian and said.

Fan Jian carefully observed the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Knife, and suddenly felt a sense of piety in his heart.

"Now, this knife is yours!"

Sakyamuni Buddha said suddenly.

Then with a big wave of his hand, a golden light wrapped the blade of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Knife, and the blade slowly swayed and pulled out, and flew into Fan Jian's hand.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Knife was in his hands, Fan Jian suddenly shot out a golden light from the seven orifices, and a huge and surging power of Buddhism poured into Fan Jian's whole body in an instant.

Even the true power of Buddhism and Taoism was aroused, and the Nine Great Buddhas appeared behind Fan Jian in an instant.

"Good knife! Good knife!"

Fan Jian tried his best to adjust the breath of the Buddha power pouring into his body, and kept looking at the crystal knife in his hand.

"Call it a name? The Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Knife is just a dharma name!"

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

Fan Jian thought for a while, then said, "Let's call it 'panic'!"

When the two returned to the Buddha Court Hall again, Fan Jian was already very familiar with the Panic Jiedao.

Panic suddenly flew to the top of Fan Jian's head automatically, spinning and dancing, as if cheering.

The Buddha's light floating down made Fan Jian feel like a spring breeze!

"The Buddha Spirit of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Relic Knife has not appeared for a long time. I didn't expect to be attracted by you little guy today. I really admire you, Fan Jian!"

Fan Jian satisfactorily caught the frightened long knife that flew back to his hand, and his dissatisfaction with Sakyamuni Buddha was greatly reduced.

"The knife is a good knife, but I don't know how to use it! It seems that I have to practice a superb knife technique as soon as possible, so that I can match the infinite domineering panic!"

Fan Jian said to himself.

Sakyamuni Buddha didn't speak, and took out a tattered ancient book from his arms, and pushed it into Fan Jian's hands with the help of Buddha's power. Fan Jian looked down, and there were a few large characters.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Righteous Qi Divine Art!"

"This... is the sword technique?" Fan Jian didn't see it no matter how he looked.

"This is the secret method of Buddhism. It has been researched and modified by several great Buddhas. It is specially customized for the relic sword of ten thousand Buddhas. It is also the method of training Qi. It is the best choice for you now!"

"Furthermore, sword techniques focus on masculinity and arrogance, and Buddhism is bright and righteous. As long as you understand the profound meaning of it, Buddhism and sword techniques will surely form a line of their own and complement each other!"

Sakyamuni Buddha said softly.

Fan Jian held the frightened long knife in his hand, and the Buddha's power penetrated up and down, and he swung it a few times in succession, trying to feel like using the knife.

"From now on, you can practice this Ten Thousand Buddhas Righteous Qi Divine Art in my Buddha Court with peace of mind, retreat for a month, and set off for the Western Region True Buddha Country in a month later!"

Sakyamuni Buddha finished speaking and stood up, ready to leave.

"This...won't you give me some time to say goodbye to my wives? I don't know when I'll be back!"

Fan Jian shouted loudly at the back of Sakyamuni Buddha, and the little goodwill he had built up with great difficulty collapsed in an instant.

For a month, Fan Jian practiced magic skills besides eating, and even sleeping in the way of meditation and comprehension, for fear of missing a little time for cultivation.

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

With the help and guidance of Venerable Kasyapa, the quartet of Buddhist scriptures also embarked on a journey of assiduous cultivation, but that Xuanzhuang was really too weak, and his cultivation talent could not be said to be zero, or almost none.

Venerable Kasyapa exhausted all kinds of methods but failed to make Xuan Zhuang practice a little bit of fighting skills. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and chose a body-style footwork for him. If he can't fight, at least he can run or escape for his life.

"Maybe this is the reincarnation of heaven, the principle of fairness and justice. This monk has an extremely deep Buddhist relationship, but he has no fighting power!"

Venerable Kasyapa shook his head helplessly and muttered softly.