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Chapter 3 Biluodan

In the quiet night, Su Pingan came to Chaoyang Peak with his sword. Then, guided by an outer disciple of Chaoyang Peak, he came to Wang Yun's room. Su Pingan knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Wang Yun

, Xiaozhufeng Su Ping'an has something to ask for."

A cold voice came from the room: "Junior Brother Su, please come in!"

Su Pingan walked into the room and saw that there was only a man in a blue robe facing the bright moon outside the window with a sad face. Su Pingan called out softly: "Senior Brother Wang Yun..."

Wang Yun turned his head and glanced at Su Pingan, and asked in a cold tone: "Junior brother Su said that he wanted to see you for something, but he didn't know why?"

Su Ping'an asked respectfully: "Junior brother, I recently heard that Senior Brother Wang is not thinking about food and drink for Senior Sister Lu?"

After hearing what Su Ping'an said, Wang Yun immediately asked in a bad tone: "Junior Brother Su, are you here to laugh at me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Su Ping'an hurriedly explained respectfully!

Wang Yun turned his head back toward the window again, continued to look at the bright moon outside the window as before, and said coldly: "Humph, if you have anything to say, Junior Brother Su, please tell me quickly. If nothing happens, please leave quickly and leave me alone!

"

When Su Ping'an heard Wang Yun talking to him in this tone, he was about to walk away and give up this goal, but then he thought: "Senior brother Wang Yun is probably in a bad mood because of a bad relationship. It's understandable.

, I don’t remember the villain’s faults, so I won’t argue with him.”

Thinking of this, Su Ping'an looked at Wang Yun's fat face that covered his neck, narrowed his small eyes into a line, and then looked at his beard that had not been trimmed for several months, which reminded him of the story in his previous life.

Wang Yun, the cute fat guy doing the cross talk, said with a smile: "Senior brother Wang Yun, you are as handsome as a tree in the wind, you are handsome and suave, and you also like to fight injustices. Everyone in the sect knows that, junior brother, I have always regarded senior brother Wang Yun as a role model for my generation."

When Wang Yun heard Su Ping'an's words, he immediately straightened his Taoist robe, straightened his Taoist crown, and then said sadly: "Hey! Junior brother Su, to tell you the truth, my good brothers often

Tell me that my appearance is not inferior to that of the sect’s Cao Zhuofan.”

"Ding! Wang Yun was very happy being licked by the host and started to show off. The host gained 5 points of showing off!"

Su Ping'an only heard a ding in his mind. He glanced at the attribute panel in his mind and saw that it displayed:

Name: Su Pingan

Race: Human race

Sect: Amaterasu

Position: Inner disciple

Occupation: Swordsman

Sub-career: None

Talent: None

Cultivation: Third level of foundation building (experience value: 280/300)

Number of draws remaining: 0

Pretentiousness value: 8 points (foundation period: 10 pretentiousness points can be exchanged for 1 lottery draw)

"Those good brothers of yours are just your friends. They said that your appearance is not inferior to that of the sect Cao Zhuo. They are just flattering you. It is not because of your status as a second-generation cultivator, because you have an elder father.

That's it!" After hearing Wang Yun's self-aware words, Su Ping'an couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Wang Yun paused and continued: "It's a pity that Xue Yao is not the kind of superficial person who won't take another look at me because of my appearance. Hey! I don't know how many female disciples in the sect are obsessed with my appearance and want to do it."

My Taoist companion. Unfortunately, I am a dedicated person, and I only have Xueyao in my heart..."

"Ding! Wang Yun continues to show off, and the host gains 5 points of showing off!"

Su Ping'an heard another ding in his mind, and he took another look at the attribute panel in his mind, only to see it displayed:

Name: Su Pingan

Race: Human race

Sect: Amaterasu

Position: Inner disciple

Occupation: Swordsman

Sub-career: None

Talent: None

Cultivation: Third level of foundation building (experience value: 280/300)

Number of draws remaining: 0

Pretentiousness value: 13 points (foundation period: 10 pretentiousness points can be exchanged for 1 lottery draw)

"Those female disciples who are infatuated with your looks and want to be your Taoist companions are not greedy for your body, they are just greedy for your status as a second-generation cultivator. Who gave you an awesome elder father?" I heard.

Wang Yuntian's shameless pretentious words made Su Ping'an speechless in his heart!

Su Pingan looked at Wang Yun's sad look and said, "The woman that Senior Brother Wang Yun likes is certainly not a superficial person. So why doesn't Senior Brother Wang Yun want to find other ways to please Senior Sister Lu?"

Wang Yun frowned and said, "I also gave Xue Yao magic pills, but she refused to take them!"

"Senior Sister Lu is not a superficial person. Senior Brother Wang Yun, it is of course useless for you to give her magical elixirs. I heard that Senior Sister Lu likes poems and other romantic things, so..." Su Ping'an

said.

Wang Yun interrupted Su Ping'an and said, "I've heard of this too, but I don't understand why Xueyao likes this kind of thing."

Su Ping'an replied: "It's not important why Senior Sister Lu likes this thing. What's important is why Senior Brother didn't go along with it and write some poems for Senior Sister Lu to please Senior Sister Lu."

Wang Yun asked in a somewhat puzzled tone: "That thing is of no use to us monks. If I give magic pills to Xueyao, she will not pay attention to me. But if I give this useless poem, will she pay attention to me? Moreover,

I can’t write that stuff either.”

Su Ping'an took out the letter he had prepared before from his storage bag, handed it to Wang Yun, smiled and said: "Senior Brother Wang Yun, I have prepared poems for you to send to Senior Sister Lu. I will give them to you this time."

The reason why I came to see Senior Brother Wang Yun is to give me this thing, and I also want to ask Senior Brother to appreciate it and see if it’s okay!”

Wang Yun took Su Pingan's letter, opened it and read it in a low voice: "Standing in the dangerous building, the breeze is soft, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy. In the lingering light of the grass and smoke, I am speechless, who would lean on the railing...

.. I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it, and I will be haggard because of the beauty."

Wang Yun recited the last line over and over again. Even though he had no research on poetry, he finally sighed and shook his head with a beautiful look on his face and said, "Second, second, Junior Brother Su, the last line of your poem is so fitting. I have been so fond of it these days.

Xue Yao's love for tea and food is all in this sentence. If I can win Xueyao's heart this time, your benefits will be indispensable!"

"Since the purpose of my trip has been completed, I won't disturb Senior Brother Wang Yun any more and say goodbye!" Su Pingan smiled and said respectfully.

"Junior Brother Su, walk slowly. I will definitely go to Xiaozhu Peak to say thank you someday!" Wang Yun replied to Wang Yun with a smile on his face, while holding the letter from Su Pingan tightly with his right hand.

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.

Su Ping'an bowed respectfully to Wang Yun and left Wang Yun's room.

"Junior Brother Su is such a good person! It seems that all the disciples in the sect admire me. Even Junior Brother Su, who is not related to me, has come to make suggestions for me and Xueyao. Is this Shuaibi's trouble?

"After Su Pingan left, Wang Yun said to himself with a smile!

"Ding! Wang Yun continues to show off again, and the host gains 5 points of showing off!"

Over there, Su Pingan only heard a ding in his mind. He glanced at the attribute panel in his mind and saw it displayed:

Name: Su Pingan

Race: Human race

Sect: Amaterasu

Position: Inner disciple

Occupation: Swordsman

Sub-career: None

Talent: None

Cultivation: Third level of foundation building (experience value: 280/300)

Number of draws remaining: 0

Pretentiousness value: 18 points (foundation period: 10 pretentiousness points can be exchanged for 1 lottery draw)

“Use 10 points of pretentiousness to exchange for 1 lottery draw!”

"Ding! The system has exchanged 10 points of pretentiousness into 1 lottery draw! Now there is a target who is happily licked by the host. Does the host choose to lick Wang Yun?"

"yes!"

A bright light flashed in Su Pingan's mind, and a red pill appeared in the system space.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Biluo Dan from Wang Yun!"

"It turns out to be Biluo Dan. It's a good thing. It's a fifth-grade elixir of the Mystic level. Monks below the Nascent Soul stage can raise their cultivation level by one level in a short time, and there are no side effects. This can save lives and kill the enemy at critical times.

Good stuff for people!”

Hearing that the system had drawn a Biluo Pill for him this time, Su Ping'an couldn't help but exclaimed: "This Wang Yun is indeed a second-generation cultivator. It's a good thing to just pop it out of him!"

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