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Bu Pingfan didn't see it, and he talked to the fat man.

Suddenly a young woman in the "Hall of Meditation" walked in, twenty-eight years old, with willow branches and waists, pink skin of lilies, and a face like daffodils.

It's true: the willow branch has a pink waist and tender skin, and looks like a narcissus beating a fairy.

After the woman walked into the "Hall of Meditation", there was a sudden uproar, and they all threw their greetings of approval.

Most of the people present are aristocratic sons, and it is inevitable that there will be some impulses of "fair lady, gentleman".

Bu Pingfan and the fat man were also attracted by the woman's appearance, and no longer exchanged heads, but looked at the woman blankly.

Both of them belong to the bottom of the society, unlike some sons and brothers, who have a lot of money, and the women they like will whistle and talk.

"Everyone, be quiet! The next few days of my lecture will come. The woman made a voice like a yellow warbler.

Everyone sitting in the audience quieted down, no longer spoke, just looked at the woman with squinting eyes.

"Little brother! She's even smaller than we seem, so how can she be allowed to preach the scriptures? The fat man muttered, his eyes still staring at the woman on the stage.

Bu Pingfan was also puzzled, and he quickly summoned the immortal killing system.

"System-kun, why is this woman younger than me, just ...... Dingyan Dan? Did Dingyan Dan keep her appearance at this age? ”

The Immortal Slayer system replied: "Lord Owner: The scanning program is being turned on. Start scanning the target. The scan is complete. Her real age was one hundred and thirty-two, and she was the youngest monk in the Yuan Infant Period. ”

"Holy! More than a hundred years old? Bu Pingfan involuntarily highlighted such an inexplicable sentence.

Everyone turned their faces to look at him, and even the woman on the stage also looked at Bu Pingfan.

"Little brother? Who's over 100 years old? The fat man asked in a whisper.

Bu Pingfan touched his head, pretending to be crazy and stupid and grinning.

"Sick!" The crowd said this unanimously.

Bu Pingfan scolded in his heart: "You guys are sick." All of them are big-headed ghosts and psychopaths. The old woman, who was more than a little bit white, was still drooling with a smile on her face. ”

The fat man wanted to whisper to Bu Pingfan, but suddenly heard the woman on the stage speak:

"The old body is more than 100 years old. Trail friendly eyesight. ”

She stared at Bu Pingfan and praised in her mouth. "I heard that you have no teacher and have cultivated to the eighth level of the Qi refining stage on your own?"

She looked at Bu Pingfan's body through her divine sense and smiled slightly.

Everyone looked at Bu Pingfan again, and a few people sarcastically said disdainfully:

"What's there to worry about in the eighth layer of the mere Qi refining period?"

When Bu Pingfan heard it, he wanted to reply to him: "You girl!" If you have the ability, you won't sit here and listen to the "Meditation Sutra"? ”

Unexpectedly, the fat man rushed ahead of him and said, "You mortals are not qualified to speak. ”

The few people who spoke before had nothing to say, so they swallowed their anger and closed their mouths.

When the woman on the stage saw that everyone was quiet, she began to explain the "Meditation Sutra".

Bu Pingfan and the fat man came to the "Meditation Palace" before dawn for three consecutive days to listen to this beautiful woman talk about the "Meditation Sutra".

And Bu Pingfan always slept in cross-legged meditation, calling out the immortal-killing system to burn the scriptures spoken by the woman and go back and listen to them again.

On the way back on the fourth day when they came to listen to the "Meditation Sutra", they met the eldest son of the Yun family.

"Captain: There's an enemy ahead. Please note! The warning is complete. ”

Bu Pingfan heard the warning from the immortal killing system, and before he could react, he was pulled back by the fat man and ran directly into the eldest son of the Yun family.

"Where's the headless fly?" The eldest son of the Yun family scolded.

When he saw Bu Pingfan, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head?

"It's so similar! How can there be such similar people in this world? He reached out and grabbed the cloth of ordinary clothes.

"System-kun, are there any props similar to electric batons? Electrocution of this bastard. Bu Pingfan staggered back as he summoned the immortal-killing system.

"Master of the telegraph machine: The system is preparing a 100,000-volt electric baton for you. You're ready! Please use. ”

When Bu Pingfan heard that the immortal killing system had prepared a 100,000-volt electric baton for him, he was suddenly startled and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"System-kun! You don't want me to kill this beast in Wuxuanmen, do you? A 100,000-volt electric baton? Ordinary electric batons are about 40,000 volts. And will 100,000 volts kill him in an instant? ”

"Lord of the telegraph machine: After the system scan, his tolerance range is between 80,000 and 90,000 volts, and he will not dare to approach you by preparing a 100,000-volt electric baton. Complete! ”

When Bu Pingfan heard the analysis of the immortal killing system like this, he no longer had any worries, clenched the extra electric baton in his hand, and aimed directly at the hand stretched out by the eldest son of the Yun family.

"Die! Bastard! Bu Pingfan directly emitted the electric current on the electric baton.

"Ahh

The eldest son of the Yun family was attacked by the electric current, and a few meters away, he could vaguely see a line of electric current winding on his body.

When he fell to the ground, he was still rolling and kicking his feet, and his limbs were swinging towards the sky. It was a long time before he gradually regained consciousness and got up from the ground in disbelief.

"What kind of magic weapon? Can you emit the power of lightning? His eyes widened as he looked at the electric baton in Bu Pingfan's hand.

The fat man suddenly jumped out and shouted: "I am the core disciple of Wuxuanmen, how dare you dare to collide?" Don't apologize yet, and leave. ”

When Bu Pingfan took advantage of the fat man's scolding of the eldest son, he quickly hid the electric baton and put it into the system treasure bag.

He suddenly glanced back. "Who's staring at me?"

When the eldest prince heard what the fat man said about the core disciples, he was a little jealous and did not dare to rub again.

But when he heard the fat man apologize, he suddenly became angry, pointed at the fat man and scolded:

"You round fat thing, do you want Young Master Ben to apologize? Who knocked Young Master Ben down? ”

There were a few miscellaneous servants from Wuxuanmen who hurriedly walked by, and they didn't dare to look at the eldest prince more, and only muttered after walking by.

"That fat man provoked this bully, how will he feel better in the future?"

"What are you talking about? You don't know yet, do you? That fat man was the seedling of the Heavenly Spirit Root Immortal Vein that was brought back by Elder Liu a few days ago, and he had been officially awarded the title of core disciple. No one dares to do anything to him......"

They left one after another, and several ordinary disciples passed by, but none of them dared to come forward to persuade them.

The fat man patted the folds on his robe with his fat fingers, and then came to Bu Pingfan's side and asked:

"Little brother, are you alright? Let's ignore these mad dogs, let's go back and continue cultivating. ”

Bu Pingfan's face has changed, but his voice can't be changed, and he didn't make a sound from beginning to end.

This made the eldest prince of the Yun family even more suspicious, but he had no evidence and did not dare to act rashly.

He was first afraid of the identity of the fat man, and second, he was afraid of the electric baton in Bu Pingfan's hand.

Then the fat man took Bu Pingfan and walked to their attic.

The eldest prince of the Yun family snorted coldly, and also left the place, returned to his room, and found the third prince to discuss countermeasures and verify Bu Pingfan's identity.

"It doesn't matter if you're the same person as that person, or what you have to do with that person. Since you are like that person, then you are going to die! ”

The eldest prince of the Yun family had a fierce look in his eyes, and he was still holding a pot of wine in his hand, and after pouring it hard, he slammed it on the ground.