Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"What Yaotian boy, Lei Gong, you suddenly broke into someone's room, what are you talking about?"

Fan Jian stopped his practice, looked at God of Thunder and said.

"You don't knock on the door when you enter someone's room. Fortunately, I'm practicing diligently and didn't take off my clothes to sleep. Otherwise, you wouldn't have seen it all?"

"Hey, you're as skinny as a stick, no one is looking at you!" God of Thunder walked to sit on the chair opposite Fan Jian and said with disgust.

"You don't want to be like this. Even in your home, I won't let you do whatever you want!" Fan Jian said again in a mean tone.

"Okay, okay, don't owe me any more. I'm here to tell you good news. I was a little too excited, so I rushed in directly!" Thunder God really didn't want to tangle with Fan Jian on this issue anymore.

"Good news? What good news? Can I go back to the world of spiritual cultivation?" Fan Jian jumped up suddenly, pulling God God of Thunder's arm and asked.

"What are you thinking about? Haven't I told you before? Is it unreasonable for you to return to the lower world? How many times do I have to tell you before you understand!"

God of Thunder shook off Fan Jian's arm and said seriously.

"Then what good news can there be?" Fan Jian walked back to the bed and sat down with great disappointment.

"Don't be so depressed. If you can't go back to the lower world, won't there be any good news? Really, you are so pessimistic at a young age!" God of Thunder couldn't bear to see Fan Jian's look and comforted him.

"Besides, what's wrong with you staying in the upper world? Your cultivation speed is fast and you can meet all the great gods. This is what many people dream of!"

"I miss my wife!" Fan Jian lowered his head.

"roll!"

"Okay!"

"return!"

God of Thunder grabbed Fan Jian's ears, pulled him into the room again, and glared at him angrily.

Fan Jian was like an angry little daughter-in-law, afraid to speak.

"Listen to what I'm going to say next!" Thunder God was so angry with Fan Jian that he really wanted to leave him alone.

Fan Jian nodded obediently.

"I have already reported your matter to Qing Ting, and the results are out!" God of Thunder said while looking at Fan Jian's expression.

"Oh!" Fan Jian said expressionlessly.

"Don't you want to know what Qingting is going to do with you?" Thunder God asked doubtfully.

"Whatever you want to say will come naturally!" Fan Jian still looked indifferent, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Can you please pay attention to me? This is a big thing that affects your fate. How can you be so perfunctory? I really don't have face when you do this!"

"It's as if I've wasted all my energy just for the sake of the dog!"

God of Thunder scolded with hatred, "Tian Tian only wants a wife!"

"Hey, hey, you can just say what you want, don't curse!"

Fan Jian stood up and shouted.

"Okay, okay, little guy, what can you do?" God of Thunder waved his hand and motioned for Fan Jian to sit down.

"After my report and explanation, Qingting has accepted your response to the ten crimes.

But in view of your abnormal cultivation speed and 'weird' skills, we can't let you go to the lower realm yet. You need to be observed for a while! "

"Then how long is this period of time?" Fan Jian asked with concern.

"Um... I can't say for sure, but it usually takes a long, long time before Qing Ting says this..." God of Thunder said noncommittally.

"How long, how long, how long? Are you being unreasonable? I want to complain. Is there anyone who can control you bunch of gods? I want to complain. I want to complain!"

"Thunder Lord, my good Thunder Lord, go talk to your boss, even if you let me go back and see my wife! Please!"

Fan Jian looked at Thunder God with tears in his eyes and said.

"I'm not that capable. Qingting is very hierarchical. You can't just do whatever you want or say whatever you want to whomever you want!"

"Then what should I do? Just stay in your inhumane world of Lingxiao? I will go crazy!!!" Fan Jian kept making troubles.

God of Thunder didn't say anything, and just watched Fan Jian's fuss quietly.

After a while, Fan Jian got tired from all the fuss, took a sip of water, sat down and stared at the God of Thunder.

"I told you, it's impossible for you to stay here all the time. Besides, I can't afford to feed a big eater like you!" God of Thunder glanced sideways at Fan Jian.

"Look, look, you still don't want me? Are you really planning to let me sleep on the street? No, sleep in the clouds..." Fan Jian yelled.

"Don't worry, I didn't say I don't care about you. Qing Ting has instructed you to go to another place to stay!" God of Thunder said with a smile.

"Another place? Where is it? Are the great gods there as perverted as you are? Will it be hard to talk to, and will it make me hungry?" Fan Jian looked at the God of Thunder with pity.

"Your brain circuit and focus are really weird. You think about something every day, either your wife or food!"

Thunder God said angrily.

"Don't worry, you won't be starved of food, and this place should be a good place for you. It's better for you to stay there than to stay here with me!"

"Where?" Fan Jian's eyes flashed.

"Heartless thing!" God of Thunder spat at Fan Jian and continued:

"Not far from my Lei Yu Mansion, there is a place called Tushita Palace. There is an old man with a weird temper in it. That's where you are going right now!"

"I can't do that if he has a weird temper. I also have a weird temper. I can't get along with him!" Fan Jian's head shook like a wavy drum.

"Humph, boy Fan Jian, do you really think you still have the right and room to choose?" Thunder God sneered and said, "Qingting did not punish you directly. I will give you a place to stay, so you can be content!"

"This is equivalent to giving you a small official position in the heaven. You are still picky and want to cause trouble for yourself now, right? Just do it. When Qing Ting is free to find you, you won't make trouble. "

God of Thunder really couldn't understand what Fan Jian was thinking.

"What official?" Fan Jian asked with a frown.

"Yakada boy! That's why I just asked you if you have heard of it?" God of Thunder replied

"For what?"

"The soul boy who grows medicinal herbs!"

"What? Are you asking me to grow medicine again?" Fan Jian remembered that when he was an outer disciple at Qingmu Sect, his job was to grow medicine and serve medicinal materials.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the upper world, I still couldn't escape the fate of growing medicine, and I had to return to my old job.

"The baby is feeling miserable!"