Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Who is making noise outside?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the mansion. Although the male voice was not loud, it was deeply rooted in people's hearts, like thunder in the ears, and it was chilling!

Hearing this voice, Fan Buwei's face changed, and he hurriedly saluted towards the gate of the mansion, while pressing Fan Jian's head to salute together.

Fan Jian didn't know what happened, and kept dodging and refused to cooperate, which made Fan Buwei very embarrassed.

"Reporting to Lord Lei Gongshen, I have brought the divine cultivator from the mortal world-Fan Jian!"

Fan Buwei said respectfully.

"Oh? Is that interesting boy here? Bring him in quickly and let me see him!"

The deep male voice said with interest.

"Yes!" Fan Buwei didn't dare to say much, and pulled Fan Jian to walk into the mansion.

"Hey, hey, you should be gentler, why are people from the upper world so rude? Are they so rude to guests?" Fan Jian shouted loudly.

Fan Buwei was afraid of the Lord Thunder God in the mansion, but Fan Jian was not. He would shout loudly to let everyone know that he, Fan Jian, had come to the upper world and Qingting.

Anyway, the more things that made Fan Buwei unhappy, the more he liked to do them!

"Be honest!" After entering the mansion, Fan Buwei did not dare to be presumptuous, and could only remind Fan Jian in a low voice.

"I won't be honest, what can you do to me?" Fan Jian showed his mean side to the fullest.

Cursing all the way, he came to the inner courtyard. When Fan Jian looked up, he saw a very burly middle-aged man sitting on the rattan chair in the inner courtyard.

This burly man had dark skin all over his body, a big afro, thick lips, and a little curled. The brown cloak behind him was like a pair of huge wings, spreading on the ground.

"Hahaha!" Seeing the real Lei Gong Shen, Fan Jian suddenly laughed.

He never thought that the immortal that Fan Buwei was so awed by would be such a lovely image!

Hearing Fan Jian's laughter, Fan Buwei was shocked.

"Bold Fan Jian, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of Thunder God, what crime should you be punished for!" Fan Buwei shouted at Fan Jian, "Why don't you salute quickly!"

At the same time, Fan Buwei whispered in Fan Jian's ear:

"You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Do you know how terrifying the man in front of you is!"

"He is a member of the Qingting Special Forces. His strength is extremely strong, and he is in a realm you can't imagine. You don't want your life, but I want my life..."

Fan Jian had just arrived in Qingting anyway. He was sure that Qingting would never hurt his life before discovering his secret. In this case, what was there to be afraid of!

"The key is that this Thunder God looks really funny! Hahaha!" Fan Jian continued to laugh loudly.

Fan Buwei was sweating coldly, and his forehead and back were covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Lord Thunder God, this kid is from the mortal world.

He has no rules, and his temper is very wild. He has never suffered any big losses and has never seen the world. Please don't be angry!"

Fan Buwei was afraid that Thunder God would be angry, so he quickly bowed and explained.

Unexpectedly, Thunder God just waved his hand gently and said softly:

"Don't worry, Fan Buwei, I won't take such a little kid seriously, wouldn't it make me look too rude?"

"But this little kid is quite interesting, I like him!"

"You can go down if you have nothing to do, let me talk to him alone!"

"Yes! Lord Thunder God!" Fan Buwei felt relieved, bowed to Thunder God again, turned around and left, and looked at Fan Jian meaningfully before leaving.

It seemed to mean:

"You can take care of yourself!"

Watching Fan Buwei leave, Fan Jian said "huh" softly, then turned to look at Thunder God.

"Hey, that big black guy, who do you think is a little kid?" Fan Jian raised his head towards the God of Thunder.

"Even if you don't call me Lord of Thunder, you should call me Thunder God! After all, I am so much older than you!"

The God of Thunder narrowed his eyes and looked at Fan Jian and said.

"No matter how much you disagree with Qing Ting, after all, we just met, isn't it wrong for you to be so rude to me?"

Fan Jian thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he changed his words and said:

"Thunder God, who do you think is a little kid?"

"Of course it's you? I have lived for who knows how many years, and I am older than your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... Tell me yourself, are you a little kid in front of me?"

The God of Thunder looked at Fan Jian and continued.

"It seems to be the same!" Fan Jian thought about it and said, "No, I am the best talker in the world, how can I be convinced by this black old man? No, no!"

Fan Jian couldn't argue, but he was stubborn!

"You didn't invite me here to argue with you, did you? Tell me what's going on. I'm very busy!"

Looking at Fan Jian's fearless look, Thunder God laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, fun, fun, how long has it been since I met such a fun person! If you hadn't offended Qing Ting, I would really like to have a good chat with you!"

"Qing Ting asked me to ask about your ten major crimes and come to a conclusion!" Thunder God suddenly put away his joking face and said to Fan Jian seriously.

"What are the ten major crimes?" Fan Jian stepped forward and asked.

"First, at the Nascent Soul stage, he took on the thunder of the Tribulation and destroyed the rules of the Tribulation of the God Cultivator!"

"Second, carrying the blood demon's heart!"

"Third, breaking into the hell world!"

"Fourth, indirectly damaging the destiny lock and releasing the hell demons!"

"Fifth, fighting the hell world and destroying all living beings!"

"Sixth, despising the Qingting Immortal!"

"Seventh, despising the Tianjiang Secret Realm!"

"Eighth, allowing the God Cultivation World to possess more than ten heavenly-level top-grade divine weapons."

"Ninth, cooperating with the demons of the hell world!"

"Tenth, attempting to incite the mortal world to fight against Qingting!"

Thunder God finished Fan Jian's ten crimes in one breath and took a deep breath, "I'm so tired!"

"May I ask who made these ten crimes?" Fan Jian looked at Thunder God with a sharp gaze.

Thunder God felt Fan Jian's anger and pointed his finger upwards.

"Nonsense!" Fan Jian thought this was a frame-up, "You can always find a pretext to accuse someone of something!"

"Boy, don't be so excited. I'm not the one who accused you of these ten crimes. Didn't I tell you at the beginning that I was ordered by Qing Ting to ask you?"

Thunder God looked like he had nothing to do with it.

"Then let your boss, Qing Di, ask me himself. I also want to ask him in return, how did I get these ten crimes? What right does he have to say that to me?"

Fan Jian pointed to the sky and said loudly.