Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Chapter 126: Cheap heart?healthy mind

Ye Wuya's body was erratic like a fallen leaf.

Up and down, dodging frequently.

Occasionally, when he pointed out, Fan Jian was at a loss for what to do with his fierce qi.

Seeing this, Elder Shen said immediately.

"Junior Brother Fan, Gu Shengren, you all step back first!"

Saying that, Nian Xianchen held the long sword in his hand, jumped up, raised his hand and stabbed Ye Wuya with a sword.

Shen Wuxin is known as a sage of love in the world of spiritual cultivation, and the word love refers to his swordsmanship, the Sword of Cutting Love, which is called the Sword of Love in the world of spiritual cultivation.

The word love seems simple, but it covers the world.

There is love between a man and a woman.

There is affection between parents and siblings.

There is friendship between close friends and confidants.

There is compassion and respect for the world.

The deeper the perception of love, the deeper the realm of love sword.

In the sword art of cutting love, there is love first, and then there is no love, and when the love is deep, there is another love.

Seeing Elder Shen joining, Fan Jian and Gu Shengren retreated first.

Seeing this, Ye Wuya didn't dare to be negligent, after all, the love sword under the fifth-rank realm of the love saint is not easy for the land gods to resolve.

Ye Wuya waved his hand, Qingxuan was in his hand, and in a flash, he was fighting with Elder Shen.

"Junior Brother Fan, do you still remember what I told you? The sword is like the heart, and the swordsmanship is also like the heart! Controlling the sword with the body is only called swordsmanship, and controlling the sword with the heart is called supernatural power!"

As Elder Shen said, he swung the sword frequently in his hand, and the sword technique seemed to be done randomly, but it pointed directly at Ye Wuya's vital point.

The swords and swords intersected, and bursts of energy burst out, spreading to the surroundings like waves.

Elder Shen is 110 and seven years old this year. He is Xiao Guizang's last personal disciple before he traveled the world for nearly a hundred years. The other one is Elder Dugu.

The elders in the other pavilions were all apprentices that Xiao Guizang accepted when he came back to the door many times over the past hundred years, and they did not really teach any exercises.

In the past 100 years of Qingmumen, the elders of all dynasties died in response to calamity when they crossed the realm of land gods. This is also the most difficult step for countless saints in the world of spiritual cultivation.

As for Dugu Yifang and Shen Wuxin in the Second Sword Pavilion, they have already reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

Only in order to leave a kindling for the Qingmumen, he has been suppressing his cultivation and not stepping into the No.30 Three Realms.

This kind of experience wiped out Elder Shen's determination several times.

Until now, countless talents have emerged from the Aoki Gate.

Each of the twenty personal disciples of the ten pavilions has the talent to achieve supreme cultivation, which also greatly relieved Elder Shen and Elder Dugu.

If Fan Jian hadn't left the Greenwood Gate, they had already decided to wait until the day Fan Jian took over as the head of the ceremony, and set foot on the 33rd Realm to meet the catastrophe of being promoted to a land god.

For the two of them, Fan Jian is the future of the Qingmumen, and also a new beginning for the two of them.

Therefore, Elder Shen and Elder Dugu are the ones who care about Fan Jian the most in the entire Greenwood Sect, except for Elder Yao.

They hope that Fan Jian can go further and fly higher all the time!

In this way, even if they die in response to disaster, they will have no complaints or regrets!

It just backfired.

"Love makes the world happy, love destroys the world and mourns!"

Elder Shen turned his wrist, and the long sword was sideways in front of his eyes. The blade of the sword reflected Elder Shen's eyes, and those pupils were full of sadness.

A figure flashed in Elder Shen's mind.

Then a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, attracted by the sword energy, and attached to the sword, Nian Xianchen's sword body suddenly became radiant.

Then a sword was gently handed out, as if to send the sword to the opponent's hand.

Ye Wuya never dared to think so.

He quickly stepped back and continued to climb up the ladder to the sky.

However, Elder Shen's feet flickered frequently, and he kept approaching.

It wasn't until the mountain gate at the end of the stairs, when there was no way to retreat, that Ye Wuya raised his hand and waved his knife to parry.

I saw that on the top of the mountain, there were thousands of brilliance, which illuminated the night like the day.

Then a burst of strength came out, and all the stone steps of the ladder to the sky were blown away.

The people under the steps immediately jumped into the sky.

After running with such vigor, Fan Jian only felt that his face was scratched.

When he saw Elder Shen's tear, he immediately asked suspiciously.

"Who is that person in Senior Brother Shen's heart?"

Elder Yin sighed immediately when he heard the words.

"It's Yan Ruxu, junior sister. She is a disciple of Jiange and brother Shen's Taoist companion."

"30 years ago, when she crossed the Tribulation Realm and crossed over to the Saint Realm, her soul flew away. In order to suppress the realm, Senior Brother Shen didn't even take one last look at her in the 33rd Realm, and her hair turned white overnight."

Elder Tie said in a flat tone.

"Among our brothers and sisters, like you, there used to be more than 33 geniuses who were astonishing as heaven and man, but they all died in response to the disaster! In the end, only those of us who dare not set foot in the [-]rd world are left. Immortal!"

"Cultivation is an act against the sky," Elder Xu took a sip of wine and said casually, "Every time you cross a realm along the way, it is a life-and-death line. What is there to regret?"

"Junior Brother Fan, you have been to the Great Hall of the Cyan Wood Gate, and many of the tablets in that hall are the personal disciples of the past generations who died in the calamity!" Elder Yin said in a deep voice.

"They are the witnesses of the Qingmumen's thousand-year inheritance! Have you ever remembered that one of the Qingmumen's rules is that the torch is passed on from generation to generation, and the way dies with people?"

Fan Jian's heart shook wildly.

He finally understood why Xiao Guizang and Piyao Buddha treated him like a treasure, and they did not hesitate to put down their dignity, and tricked him to accept their inheritance.

He also finally understood why no one said a word to him when he was running rampant in the Green Wood Sect after he became the head disciple.

He watched Elder Shen and Ye Wuya fighting in the sky, and he seemed to be able to understand Ye Wuya's intention to bring Qingqing back.

He, Xiao Guizang, and Flute Medicine Buddha used the same methods, but one readily accepted it, and the other swore to die!

But understanding is understanding, it doesn't mean that Fan Jian can forgive Ye Wuya.

What should be done, he will still do.

His mood changed, and Fan Jian had a deeper understanding of Elder Shen's words.

While watching the battle between the two, he examined his sword heart.

I don't know when it started, his sword heart will not be moved because of his baseness, but when he is distinguishing right from wrong, when he understands the world, his sword heart will faintly stir.

Just like the day when I realized the power of Lei Jian.

What is this sword heart?

Is it Wu?

Ming?

It doesn't seem to be.

Suddenly, a sentence went straight into his mind.

The sky is healthy, and the gentleman keeps on striving for self-improvement!

It was only then that he remembered that every time he grew up, he was tenaciously understanding, merging into, and comprehending this world of spiritual cultivation.

The word Jian in his name represents strength and self-breakthrough.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and only used his heart to feel the strength around him, feeling the swords of Elder Shen and Ye Wuya.

Seeing the Jianwan Yuanying in his body suddenly agitated, following the thoughts in his heart, he waved it one by one.

At the same time, the Nascent Soul of the ram's mind also started to dance.

The last five Nascent Souls danced at the same time.

Fan Jian's heart suddenly seemed to open a door, and a sword move flashed in his mind. It was a sword move he had never seen before, only for a moment, and only one style, but it was imprinted on him like a brand. heart.