Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"What are you doing? Put these things away!" Bearded Immortal General asked in confusion.

"Nothing, didn't Fan Buwei say before that he wanted to treat the two Immortal Generals to a drink? It just so happened that when I first came to this Lingxiao Realm, it was the two Immortal Generals who helped open the door! Thank you for your help!"

"Now that I can take root in Lingxiao Realm, I naturally have to thank the two Immortal Generals! Please don't be polite!"

Fan Jian tried hard to make himself look more attentive so that the two Immortal Generals would believe that he was really just here to deliver wine.

"This..." The thin Immortal General looked at the wine pot in Fan Jian's hand, his eyes shining!

Seeing this, Fan Jian quickly opened the lid of the wine pot, and a strong aroma of wine instantly spread out.

The thin Immortal General soon lost his balance, and the bearded Immortal General also kept swallowing his saliva.

But he said:

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

"How can this be considered flattery? I just came to thank the two immortals. Fan Buwei didn't keep his word, so I can't let the two immortals open the South Heaven Gate for me in vain!"

"Besides, these are just two pots of muddy wine, not something expensive!"

Fan Jian admired his acting skills. This is not muddy wine, this is Ziyun Qinglu wine that even the ginseng Lingbao doll is fascinated by.

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

"How about we try it? We can't waste their kindness in vain, don't you think!"

The thin immortal said so.

The bearded immortal lowered his head and struggled for a long time, and finally shook his head weakly.

"No, still no, we are on duty. If we drink too much and someone breaks into the South Gate, it will be a big trouble!"

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

Fan Jian kept lobbying, and then he drank a sip regardless of anything. The crystal clear wine flowed down the corner of Fan Jian's mouth.

The two gods swallowed their saliva again, broke their defense instantly, took the wine pot from Fan Jian's hand, and drank it in big gulps, as if they had been thirsty for a long time.

"That's right. The work is so hard and boring, you should relax appropriately. The two immortals can drink as much as they want. I have plenty of wine here!"

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

"Little brother, why don't you drink?" The thin immortal drank a lot of wine, and soon he had a big red face.

"I'll drink, come on, let's have a drink!" Fan Jian raised the wine pot, clinked it with the two men, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Little brother, you have a good alcohol tolerance, we admire you!" As he said that, the thin fairy general and the bearded fairy general also finished the wine in the wine pot, and Fan Jian quickly opened a few more pots of Ziyun Qinglu wine.

"Then we two brothers will obey your orders! Hahaha!" It seems that the two gatekeepers are ready to drink to their heart's content today.

Little did they know that Fan Jian had secretly added condiments to the Ziyun Qinglu wine that the two fairy generals drank. For people from the medicine department, it was still a simple matter to let the two sleep for a while.

And when the two woke up, they would think that they were greedy and drank too much and got drunk.

Sure enough, the three of them drank for about half an hour, and the two fairy generals had begun to lose consciousness, and the bearded fairy general kept shouting: good wine, good wine.

"Three, two, one, fall!" Fan Jian silently chanted in his heart, and the two gatekeepers fell down!

"Hey, you little brat, I can't defeat you two!" Fan Jian said with a smile, very proud of his trick.

While laughing, Fan Jian took a step and prepared to walk out of the Nantian Gate.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a thunderous shout blocked Fan Jian's way, and scared Fan Jian!

Fan Jian quickly turned around and looked, and at the same time, his whole body's true energy had been condensed, ready to fight to the death.

But when he saw the person coming from behind, Fan Jian let out a long breath and slowly relaxed, "It's really a narrow road for enemies!"

"I thought it was someone else, and I was so scared. It turned out to be you, an old bastard? What? How does my steel needle feel?"

That's right, the person who came was Li Ping, the Plague Taoist of the Plague Department, who had just fought with Fan Jian!

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. Every time you speak, you are so annoying!" The Plague Taoist said viciously.

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

"You... I won't bother with you! I followed you? Don't be kidding.

If it wasn't for the strong fluctuation of the true energy when you used the fast movement spell, how could I have noticed you?"

"Oh? Then how do you know it must be me?" Fan Jian didn't expect that it was his inch-by-inch movement that attracted this old bastard.

"You don't know yet? Few people in Lingxiao Realm will use this fast movement spell.

Because 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 a default thing. Unless there is an emergency, everyone will fly with a sword, and few people will use the fast movement spell!"

"So as soon as I felt this energy, I knew it was you, the outsider, running around! Why, after being hit by my black poisonous fog, you didn't stay in Tushita Palace to recuperate? You still have the energy to hang out?"

The Plague Taoist said sarcastically.

Fan Jian was shocked. Sure enough, there were still many things in this Lingxiao Realm that he didn't know much about. It seemed that he really had to listen to the words of the Red Dan Spirit God and learn from them.

"I'm fine, right? Don't you think I'm alive and kicking? Are you good at this? By the way, why do I see you limping a little?"

Fan Jian stood there and collapsed twice to prove that he was really fine.

The Plague Taoist was once again very angry, not because of what Fan Jian said.

But Fan Jian really looked like a fine person, but his internal injuries were real!

"Could it be that the Red Dan Spirit God used some special spiritual medicine to detoxify this kid?"

The Plague Taoist thought about this and shook his head, "No way, no way, my black poison mist is a chronic poison!"

"It can't be so easy to detoxify, even if it can be detoxified, it won't be so fast!"

The Plague Taoist thought hard about what the problem was!