Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Chapter 81: Disciples are kidnapped

"Aren't you still willing to speak?"

The man who stepped on Jin Buxiao had a joking smile on his face. Even though his eyes were full of overflowing anger, he still controlled his emotions, but his feet became heavier and heavier.

Jin Buxiao could only see the loess and the horizon, but he still said without changing his expression.

"You want me to become your master! You are not worthy! My master's cultivation level is ten thousand times higher than yours!"

"Still talking back? If it weren't for your qualifications, would I have accepted you as a disciple?" the man said with a sneer.

"Okay! Since you refuse, I will kill you and see what your master can do to me!"

As the man spoke, he raised his hand, drew out his long sword and put it on Jin Buxiao's neck.

The steward at the auction house was almost frightened and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Exalted Immortal, please show mercy! This young man is young and energetic, please spare his life! Besides, this kid would rather die than betray his master. Don't Immortal think he is still upright?"

When the man heard this, he immediately sneered and said.

"Integrity? That's true! There aren't many mortals with such backbone as him!"

"Okay! Listen, I am Han Wenju, the divine cultivator of Han Chong Miao Cheng Jie Mo Dharma Sect. If this boy's master comes, you tell him that this boy has good bones and I took him away! If you have any dissatisfaction, Let him come to Mofamen to find me!"

Han Wenju said, raised his hand and picked up Jin Buxiao, stepped on the long sword and flew away.

When the steward heard this, he frowned and quickly turned to look at Tietou Gong, who didn't even dare to express his anger.

"Go to the village and deliver a message to Fan Shangxian! Otherwise, he will be dead if he knows that his apprentice has been snatched away and we don't respond at all!"

Upon hearing this, Tietou Gong quickly ran to prepare his horse.

When the steward saw this, he quickly slapped his forehead and said.

"My head! We also need to notify the Iron Sword Sect! It's really troublesome! Mr. Jin, please don't let anything happen to you! Otherwise, my auction house will be in trouble!"

Xiu Le is forbidden to go to the upper realm.

Fan Jian and the other three were sitting in the restaurant, gobbling down the dazzling array of food in front of them.

"Brother Jian, eat this!"

Ye Qingqing picked up a chicken leg and put it in Fan Jian's bowl.

"Eat this, it's easy to digest!"

The Saint Gu picked up a piece of fish and handed it over.

"Uh-huh!"

Fan Jian couldn't hold more food in his mouth, and his bowl was piled high with Lao Gao. Gu Sheng and Ye Qingqing were still picking up food for him.

At first, it was just Ye Qingqing picking up a dish at random, but then the two of them started picking it up as if they were competing, and they took turns picking it up. Fan Jian didn't eat it, or didn't eat it, so he just stuffed it into his mouth.

"Enough, enough, enough!"

Fan Jian couldn't help but swallowed what was in his mouth, and quickly stretched out his hands to stop the two of them.

"You want to support me to death?"

Gu Sheng and Ye Qingqing looked at each other and put down their chopsticks in embarrassment.

Ye Qingqing sighed and said.

"You have lived alone in the Monk Temple for so many days. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat well!"

Fan Jian smiled and said, "It's okay. In order for me to be the leader, Old Monk Luochen wished he could pick off the Heavenly Capital and give it to me. He eats whatever he wants for three meals a day. He always responds to every request!"

The saintess smiled immediately after hearing this.

"From what you say, do you really want to be a monk?"

Fan Jian quickly rolled his eyes and said.

"What the devil wants to be a monk! If I hadn't been unable to fly I would have left!"

Having said this, Fan Jian suddenly remembered something and quickly turned to look at Ye Qingqing and said.

"You come to my room at night when I go to bed."

Ye Qingqing blushed in embarrassment when he heard this, kicked Fan Jian under the table and said.

"You're crazy!"

Fan Jian's facial features were all squeezed together and he said doubtfully.

"What's wrong? I asked you to hit me and help me refine my body, so that I can quickly remove the mana restrictions of the relic!"

"That's what you mean!" Ye Qingqing laughed awkwardly.

"What do you think?"

"I thought... I was cooking for you..."

Just as he was talking, he saw several divine cultivators coming in and sitting next to them. Upon seeing this, the saint immediately put on a face scarf.

Just listen to those people saying: "Do you think this eldest lady of the Yu family can get married this time?"

"I don't think so! I've already held more than a dozen martial arts competitions to recruit brides. I want to get married early!"

"I think so! With such harsh conditions, who can marry her? She is no older than her, and her cultivation level is no lower than hers. How is it possible? Unless she is a divine cultivator from the three realms above, who can like her!"

"What you said is wrong! There are many monks in the two realms below who are highly cultivated! Hahaha!"

"Take the bamboo shoots! Leave some for the iron-eating beast!"

"Okay, okay, just wait and watch the excitement tomorrow morning!"

Fan Jian whispered immediately after hearing this.

"Why does this Yu family sound so familiar?"

"Han Chong Miaochengjie Shenji Sect's affiliated family can be regarded as a family that specializes in machine casting." Gu Shengren said.

Ye Qingqing looked at the two of them and whispered.

"Brother Jian, have you forgotten? Sister Yu Huaqing is from the Yu family!"

Fan Jian suddenly realized what he said!

It seemed like this was happening, no wonder it sounded so familiar to me.

"Then this eldest lady of the Yu family is Yu Huaqing's sister?" Fan Jian asked doubtfully.

"This is unclear!" Ye Qingqing said.

"Family families generally have many branches, maybe it's a cousin or a cousin, I don't know!"

Hearing this, Fan Jian immediately tapped Ye Qingqing's head with chopsticks and said.

"Stupid! My cousin's surname is not Yu!"

Gushengren smiled, picked up the chopsticks and tapped Fan Jian's head.

"You're stupid! Haven't you ever heard of knocking on a door upside down?"

"Ah this?" Fan Jian scratched his forehead, suddenly had an idea, and said to Ye Qingqing excitedly.

"I came up with a good idea! If everything goes well, the power of the relics on my body will be released tomorrow!"

"What's a good idea?" Ye Qingqing and Gu Shengren asked.

Fan Jian smiled and waved to the two of them, and whispered into their ears.

"I'm going to fight!"

"Pooh!"

"Go to hell!"

Gu Sheng and Ye Qingqing immediately picked up a tea cup and poured the tea in Fan Jian's face.

Fan Jian immediately wiped the tea on his face, spit out the tea leaves in his mouth and said.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qingqing said with a dark face.

"Two are not enough! Do you really want to start a harem?"

The Saint Gu said with a cold face.

"If you have similar thoughts again, I will take Qingqing and run away from home!"

Fan Jian said dumbfounded.

"What are you thinking? In short, I didn't marry her just to defeat her. If you don't believe it, at worst you can disguise yourself as a man and beat me down!"

Gusheng and Ye Qingqing looked at each other and then nodded.

"But it seems like having a harem would be a good idea!"

"Go to hell!"

"Pooh!"

"I'll go! This is boiling water!"

Yu Huaqing stood outside the Yu family's mansion, looking at the busy servants, and couldn't help but sigh.

Under the influence of the Heaven Covering Technique, she felt like she was in no one's land here.

In the end, she couldn't control her sadness and walked gently into the yard.

The flowers, the old trees, everything is exactly the same as when I left.

On the branch, a tabby cat meowed at her.

Yu Huaqing immediately turned his head and clapped his hands excitedly.

The tabby cat immediately climbed down from the tree slowly, walked over with lazy steps, and rubbed her palm.