Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Chapter 133

What grade?

Of course, the higher the better!

But since Elder Tie asked this question, there must be his reasons.

Hearing what Elder Tie said.

"Most of the magic weapons and weapons used by Tianji Pavilion in exchange for the power of thunder disaster are made by themselves with some low-level materials. If you want to entrust them to recast Jingji, the materials needed will not be provided by Tianji Pavilion. You still need to find it yourself."

"Dry!"

Fan Jian said with a sigh.

"I thought it would be easy! Forget it, just look for it!"

After everyone was talking, they returned to the meeting place where all the tricks were understood.

When Lou Changkong and the others saw that Fan Jian had brought Ye Qingqing back, they were also relieved.

At this time, it was almost noon, and the Four Gates Fighting Treasure was almost over.

After Fan Jian settled Ye Qingqing, he also went to the venue to have a look again, only to realize that the four-door fighting treasure shocked him.

Among the four doors, there are indeed not many new magic weapons that can be obtained.

Just like what Xiang Yingqiong said, the current four schools are at a critical point. They are looking for a breakthrough, but they dare not make a breakthrough. They want to be different, but they are limited by their respective technologies.

All of them are magic weapons of attack and defense. Except for some similarities in performance and power, they are basically still in the cage of the four respective technologies.

So many people are ready to leave before watching it.

Even Fan Jian was about to leave.

At this moment, I saw Xiang Yingqiong descending from the sky again driving the mechanical speeding car, but this time there was one more person on the car.

That boy who sells paintings!

The Patriarch of the Four Doors was quite curious about Xiang Yingqiong's sudden appearance, so he immediately stepped forward and said.

"Master, the four-door treasure fight is not over yet!"

Xiang Yingqiong waved his hand and said.

"I know, I'm here to announce something! After I finish speaking, you can continue to compete!"

Xiang Yingqiong turned to look at the little painting seller, waved at him and said.

"First Feiyun, come here."

I saw the boy who sells paintings timidly stepped forward and said.

"Master, I know I was wrong! Even though I drew something that shouldn't be drawn, you don't have to publicly execute me, right?"

Xiang Yingqiong shook his head and said.

"Your Majesty!"

The first Fei Yun suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop, his expression was miserable, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Seeing Xiang Yingqiong raised his hand and waved, Mo Gongjian appeared in his hand, placed it on the shoulder of the first Feiyun and said.

"Now, as the eighth generation head of the Shenji Sect, I accept you as my personal disciple."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of purple light burst from the Mo Gongjian, and then the blade suddenly disintegrated and reassembled, and the tip of the sword pointed at No. [-] Feiyun's forehead.

There was a burst of purple light shining on his forehead, which was a purple mark like a three-toothed gear.

"I have left you the seal of Juzi. Seeing the seal of Juzi is like seeing the head of the sect! From today onwards, you are the ninth generation head disciple of the Shenji Sect, and the future head of the Shenji Sect!"

Looking at this familiar scene, Fan Jian immediately remembered himself who was left with the sword seal of the Cyanwood Gate on the Cyanwood Gate school grounds, and immediately smiled slightly, and waved to the first Feiyun.

"Brother who sells paintings! You are well-developed!"

The heads of the four families couldn't believe it, and Baili Jie asked with a frown.

"Master! Are you a bit too arbitrary! The first Feiyun can't even make an organ umbrella!"

"That's because he put all his thoughts into researching the mental arithmetic tin box!"

Xiang Yingqiong said.

"First Feiyun, take out the best mind-calculating iron box you made!"

Seeing the first Feiyun raised his hand and took out a palm-sized iron box.

"You are not unfamiliar with the tin box, right?" Xiang Yingqiong said with a sneer.

"Anyone of you can solve this heart-calculating iron box, and I will take back the decision just now! Mysterious machine, of course, should be based on deciphering. I don't know when it started, and it became this kind of boring fighting treasure! "

Xiangli Jie frowned and stepped forward, picked up the iron box and triggered the mechanism.

I saw him holding the iron box and solving the first calculation problem easily. Before he had time to sneer, another calculation problem suddenly appeared in the iron box.

"Do you do two calculations on one side? You have some skills!"

As Baili Jiesui said, he still started to explain the second way.

Then came the third, fourth, and seventh, Baili Jie said in surprise.

"Boy, how many questions have you prepared?"

First Feiyun shrugged and said.

"There are only three at most on each side!"

"Then why didn't I hear the sound of the mechanism triggering?"

"Because I fused the organs together!" said the first Feiyun.

"Therefore, there is no organ triggering sound in this mind-calculating iron box. If the person who decrypts does not know this and cannot hear the organ triggering on either side, he will be upset if he continues to untangle it, which will affect his computing power."

"Hmph! It's a small trick!" Bailijie sneered and continued to solve the problem.

However, after the No.18 question was solved, another question came up, and Bailijie was furious.

"Didn't you say that there are at most three on each side?"

"That's right, so you've already solved it!" First Feiyun said:

"Actually, this iron box is only really effective for eleven questions. After solving the No. 11 question, just wait for a while, and the iron box will automatically open. If you continue to solve the problem, the iron box will be locked, and you can only start from the beginning." .”

Baili Jie frowned when he heard the words, and said angrily.

"Are you kidding me? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The first Fei Yun immediately hid behind Xiang Yingqiong and said.

"What kind of decryption is it if I said it earlier?"

"you……"

Xiang Yingqiong said in a deep voice.

"Enough! As you can see, the heart-calculating iron box has been started from the ancestor of the Shenjimen, Mo Di, and no one has made any major breakthroughs for thousands of years!"

"Only him! And besides the heart-calculating iron box, the first Feiyun also created a picture-like psychic through the magic array!"

"That trash scroll?" Baili Jie said with a sneer.

"Besides using it to satisfy some selfish desires, what else can it be used for?"

"Stupid!" Xiang Yingqiong said with a sneer.

"The painting is a small world of its own, connecting with the spirit, and can be used to practice exercises! If you draw an opponent, it is a target for sparring! And if you get hurt inside, it won't bring you real loss!"

"I believe he used the beauty picture just to let you realize the role of the small world! It's just used by you to do some nasty things!"

Fan Jian's face flushed immediately when he heard the words, and he felt as if he had been hit in the head by a stray bullet.

Xiang Yingqiong looked at the heads of the four families with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"In any case, these two magic weapons are enough to prove that his talent is no worse than any of you! Given time, he will definitely be able to bring new glory to the Shenjimen!"

The other three Patriarchs looked at each other, and immediately stepped forward and said.

"Follow the instructions of the sect master! I will do my best to teach the future sect master the magic weapon!"

Seeing this, Baili Jie cupped his hands and saluted.

Fan Jian jumped out immediately when he heard this, slapped the first Feiyun on the shoulder and said.

"Good boy, I knew you would be prosperous sooner or later!"