Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"What are you doing? Put these things away!" Hu Xianjiang asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing. Didn't Fan Buwei say that he wanted to invite the two immortal generals to drink? It happened that when I first came to the Lingxiao Realm, the two immortal generals opened the door for me! Please trouble the two adults!"

"Now that I can take root in the Lingxiao Realm, I must thank the two immortal generals! Please don't be polite!"

Fan Jian tried his best to make himself look more attentive, so that the two immortals would believe that he was really just here to deliver wine.

"This..." Shouxian Jiang looked at the jug in Fan Jian's hand, his eyes were shining!
Seeing the situation, Fan Jian quickly opened the lid of the jug, and a strong aroma of wine wafted away instantly.

The skinny fairy soon lost his balance, and the bearded fairy kept swallowing.

But he said:

"No, no, no, we are on duty, it is not suitable to drink alcohol, and our gatekeepers will not accept such disguised favors!"

"How can this be considered a flattery? This is just me thanking the two immortal generals. If you don't disobey that guy's words, then I can't let the two immortal generals open the South Heaven Gate for me in vain!"

"Besides, these are just two jugs of turbid wine, and they are not expensive things!"

Fan Jian even admired his acting skills, this is not turbid wine, this is Ziyun Qinglu wine that even ginseng Lingbao dolls are fascinated by.

The two gatekeepers looked at each other again, apparently hesitant.

"Why don't we try it? We can't waste the kindness of others, don't you think?"

Shouxian will say so.

Hu Xianjiang lowered his head and struggled for a long time, and finally shook his head weakly.

"No, it's still not possible. We are on duty. If we accidentally drink too much and let someone break into the Nantian Gate, we will have a big mess!"

"How is it possible? Look at what you said. The wine we brought is not so strong. It is a very mild wine. Drinking it often can prolong your life! It's not intoxicating at all. If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

Fan Jian continued to lobby non-stop, and then he took a sip without hesitation, and the crystal clear wine flowed down the corner of Fan Jian's mouth.

The two god generals swallowed again, broke their defenses instantly, took the flagon from Fan Jian's hand, and drank heavily, as if they had been thirsty for a long time.

"That's right. The work is so hard and boring, so you should relax properly. The two immortal generals can drink whatever they want. There is still a lot of wine here, little brother!"

As Fan Jian said, he took out two more pots and looked at the two gatekeepers with a smile.

"Little brother, why don't you drink?" Shouxian put the drink on his face, and soon blushed.

"I drink, I drink, come on, let's do one!" Fan Jian raised the jug, touched the two of them, and drank it down.

"Little brother, we admire you for your capacity for drinking!" As he said that, General Shouxian and General Hu with beard also finished the wine in the jug, and Fan Jian quickly opened several pots of Ziyun Qinglu wine.

"Then we brothers would be more respectful than obedient! Hahaha!" It seemed that the two gatekeepers were going to drink their fill today.

Little did they know that Fan Jian had already secretly added condiments to the Ziyun Qinglu wine that the two immortals were drinking. For those who came from the Ministry of Medicine, it was still a very simple matter for the two of them to sleep for a while.

And when the two woke up, they would think that they were too drunk and passed out after drinking too much.

Sure enough, the three of them drank for about half an hour, and the two immortal generals began to lose consciousness, and the bearded immortal general kept yelling: good wine, good wine.

"Three two one, fall!" Fan Jian said silently in his heart, and the two gatekeepers fell in response!
"Hey, little boy, I still can't put you two down!" Fan Jian said with a smile, very proud of his brilliant move.

While smiling, Fan Jian took a step and was about to walk outside the Nantian Gate.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a loud shout like thunder stopped Fan Jian's way, and even more frightened Fan Jian!

Fan Jian quickly turned around to look at it, and at the same time, the true energy in his whole body had gathered, ready to fight to the death.

But when he saw the person coming from behind, Fan Jian let out a sigh of relief, and slowly relaxed, "It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!"

"Who am I supposed to be? I was shocked. It turned out to be you, an old bastard? What? How do you feel about my steel needle?"

That's right, the person who came was Li Ping, the Taoist of the Ministry of Plague and Poison, who had just fought against Fan Jian!
"A dog can't spit out ivory. Every time you speak, you are so annoying!" Taoist Wendu said viciously.

"No one forced you to listen to me. Didn't you just follow behind me and beg me to talk to you?" Fan Jian said disdainfully.

"You... I don't care about you! I follow you? Don't be kidding.

How could I have noticed you if it wasn't for the strong energy fluctuations when you used the fast movement technique? "

"Oh? Then how do you know it must be me?" Fan Jian didn't expect that it was his own strides that led the old bastard here.

"You don't know yet, do you? Few people in the Lingxiao world would use this kind of fast-moving technique.

Because the Lingxiao Realm is so big, and the distance between the various departments is not very far, everyone is used to walking. "

"Over time, it has become the default thing. Unless there is an emergency, everyone will go to fly with the sword, and few people will use the fast-moving technique!"

"So as soon as I felt this energy, I knew it was you, an outsider, running around! What, you got hit by my black poisonous mist, didn't you recuperate in Tushita Palace? Still have the strength to come out and hang out?"

Taoist Wendu said mockingly.

Fan Jian was shocked. Sure enough, there are still many things in Lingxiao Realm that he doesn't know very well. It seems that he really needs to listen to the words of Chidan Lingshenjun and study hard.

"I'm fine? Don't you think I'm alive and kicking? Can you do this? Speaking of which, why do I think you're walking with a limp?"

Fan Jian stood on the spot and collapsed twice to prove that he was really fine.

Wendu Taoist was once again solidly pissed off, not because of what Fan Jian said that pissed him off.

It's that Fan Jian really looks like a normal person, but his internal injuries really exist!

"Could it be that Chidan Lingshenjun used some special spirit treasure medicine to detoxify this kid?"

Taoist Wendu thought of this, and shook his head, "Impossible, impossible, my black poisonous mist is chronic poison!"

"It's impossible to solve it so easily, even if it can be solved, it won't be so fast!"

Taoist Wendu was thinking hard about what the problem was!