Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Fan Jian is very happy!

Very happy!

At this moment, he was sitting in Jialan Courtyard, being stabbed here and there with swordsmanship by more than a dozen little nuns from Jialan Courtyard.

These little nuns are all below the Golden Core realm, but they are proficient in swordsmanship and have decent swordsmanship.

The Bodhi Mingjie Sword Technique is indeed as easy to say as one breath has at least seven or eight attacks.

The key is that they have beautiful looks. Even though they are wearing monk robes, you can still see their curvy figures.

Fan Jian hummed while letting them hit him casually.

The biggest reason why they sang this little song was to make them feel resentful towards themselves.

Since you want to gain a small value, you must maximize your strengths.

"The monk heard the eighteen touches and hugged his apprentice and called him brother. The nun heard the eighteen touches and fell asleep until midnight helpless."

"Being despised, small reception value +12."

"Being resented, the small receiving value is +9."

"When attacked, the small damage value +68."

The nuns who were practicing the swordsman's face turned red when they heard this. One of them, who was slightly younger, dropped his sword and squatted on the ground crying.

"I won't fight!"

When Fan Jian saw this, he immediately smiled and said.

"Little Master, don't cry. At worst, I won't sing Shiba Mo anymore. I'll sing "Old Driver, Take Me," okay?"

Another nun knelt down and comforted.

"Stop crying, just let him sing whatever he wants, we just pretend we didn't hear him!"

The little nun shook her head and said.

"Senior sister, I don't care what he sings. It's just that we have used various methods in the past three days, and we haven't even scratched his skin...I...what's the use of practicing this swordsmanship?"

When the nuns heard this, they were stunned for a moment and sighed.

"If you don't want to fight, let's stop fighting. Let's take a rest." The nun said.

"Donor Fan, your body-casting skills are amazing. We really can't continue fighting, otherwise our state of mind will be affected. Please hire someone else!"

Fan Jian was speechless when he heard this.

"No! At worst, I won't sing any more, okay?"

Watching the nuns leave, Wu Nan sighed again.

In these three days, Fan Jian almost offended all the monks and nuns below the golden elixir level in Wei Tuo Courtyard, Mingwang Courtyard, and Jialan Courtyard!

If it weren't for their seven kings to stop him, even Nascent Soul and Transformation God couldn't help but want to hit him!

Originally, he was willing to be a punching bag for others, and everyone was quite happy, but they couldn't bear the pain of being beaten, and they even made fun of him, singing that "it's light to touch him". He also made up various songs to scold the monks and played them Hua'er's scolding.

Even if it is made of mud, three balls of fire must be born in the heart.

Fan Jian himself sighed.

I have paid more than 10,000 yuan in three days, and there is still more than 10,000 yuan left, but the monks in several monasteries have almost been offended. Where can I do it?

The Seven King Kongs are so powerful that one punch on the hammer would make him vomit blood!

Just as he was hesitating, he heard a few voices coming from the door.

"Senior Sister Jingfan is back!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this. It was the nun who took Ye Qingqing to Yunyumen Mountain Village!

He quickly got up from the ground and ran out with the Seven King Kongs.

He saw Jingfan walking in surrounded by a bunch of nuns. He smiled and took out various things he brought back from his bracelet and handed them to them one by one.

Fan Jian shouted loudly when he saw this.

"Don't move!"

Jing Fan was startled, looked up, and pointed at Fan Jian in surprise.

"You, you, you... aren't you dead?"

Fan Jian quickly said: "Don't worry about whether I die or not! Let me ask you, after I jumped out of bounds, were the two girls okay?"

"Are you talking about Gusheng and Ye Donor?" Jingfan said.

"They cried very sadly, but they said they believed you would not die and would wait for you to come back!"

Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and said happily.

"That's good, that's good! Haha! You are my person after all! You really understand me!"

Seeing his happy look, Jing Fan immediately frowned and bit his lip and asked.

"How did you survive?"

Fan Jian was so excited that he forgot all about it. He made a classic pose and said with one finger to the sky and the other to the ground.

"Protagonist halo!"

Jingfan naturally didn't understand what it meant and asked in confusion.

"What about the Blood Demon?"

"It was torn apart by the Wuding Gang Wind!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"That's good! That's good!" Jingfan said with his hands clasped together.

"Since the donor is fine, the donor Ye won't be so sad! This is also a good thing! The donor Fan sacrificed his life to slay the demon, Jingfan admires him very much!"

Fan Jian suddenly had an idea after hearing this and said with a smile.

"Little Master Jingfan, what is your cultivation level?"

Jingfan was stunned for a moment and then said.

"First-grade golden elixir, what's wrong?"

"Then do you know any swordsmanship, boxing, etc. It's better to do it more frequently!" Fan Jian asked with a smile.

Jingfan shook his head and said.

"The poor nun's martial arts skills are very poor, and he can only attack with the Buddha's light from the Third Eye!"

"Buddha's light shines everywhere?"

Fan Jian immediately scratched his head in confusion. It sounded like the energy attack method used by monk Wu Sheng.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian immediately stood up and said.

"Use it on me!"

Jing Fan was stunned and looked at the Seven Vajras after Fan exercised.

Wu Nan sighed and said.

"This is the future leader personally designated by Master Flute Medicine Buddha before his death!"

Jingfan was so shocked that he was speechless.

Her mind was filled with the sight of Fan Jian's naked body that she saw in Tianmu Tong. Although the woman didn't say anything, if such a person was the leader, wouldn't the temple be...

Jing Fan suddenly frowned, pointed at Fan Jian and said in shock.

"Can he be the leader? He has a lover! The mortal world is not over, but love is still unbroken! And he...he...he is shameless..."

"You little bitch, who are you talking about..."

Fan Jian immediately rolled up his sleeves when he heard this.

Wu Nan quickly stopped and said.

"The relics of Master Flute Medicine Buddha are in his possession, and he has been personally designated as the leader! Don't be rude to him again!"

Jingfan frowned, biting his lower lip and looking at Fan Jian.

Fan Jian made a face at her, opened his eyes and grinned.

"Slightly, slightly, slightly!"

Jingfan was so filled with hatred that he immediately sneered and said.

"Okay, you want me to hit you with Buddha's light, right?"

Hearing this, Fan Jian immediately stood up and said with a smile.

"That's right! Come on, come on! Cum me! Harder!"

Jingfan said with a sneer.

"Then I won't be polite!"

As he spoke, he held the spell in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"See all sentient beings and observe their behavior!"

"Open the heavenly eye!" Then he held the sword finger in his hand and touched it on his forehead, and a golden light like an eye suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

I saw her turning over various seals with her hands and muttering in her mouth.

"The Brahma mind releases energy, the Brahma mind transfers energy, the Brahma mind is incompetent, the Buddha's light arises in the mind, and it illuminates all four elements. The Buddha's light shines universally!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light suddenly appeared from the third eye on his forehead, shining quickly on Fan Jian's forehead like a beam of light.

Before Fan Jian could react, his mind suddenly went blank, everything in front of him became blurry, and then he rolled his eyes and fell down.

Wu Nan was shocked when he saw this.

The Seven King Kongs quickly helped Fan Jian to the meditation room.

Why is Donor Fan so weak against spiritual attacks?