Chapter 1242 Lin Liufing

"You are here to buy buns too? It's great. I'll bring so many hands to buy buns." Liu Jun looked at the elder with a smile.

The elder was stunned for a moment and laughed dryly, "Yes, this bun is delicious, I'll bring you, and bring your disciples to try it."

Liu Jun shook his head, "It's a coincidence that this bun stall was just smashed by this person. By the way, is this your person?"

"I don't know him," Elder Great Romon hurriedly separated his ties.

The "elder" blue-haired gangster looked confused.

Elder Great Romon turned his head suddenly and kicked the blue-haired gangster out, "What elder is the elder? You are the elders, you are the ones you call me? You are not my disciple of Great Romon, don't call me elder! In my territory of Great Romon, you dare to bully other people's orphans and widows. You are so brave!"

"Some disciples, drag it on and fight!"

This elder of the Great Romon did not give the blue-haired gangster another chance to speak, and directly asked the Great Romon disciple to drag the blue-haired gangster out.

"Well, you are here to continue walking, I will take someone else to see?" Elder Great Romon asked cautiously.

"If you don't eat a few buns, then leave?" Liu Jun pulled out the sword and put it next to him.

Why do these gangsters dare to be so arrogant? Isn’t it just these Dalumon people who are supporting him? If Liu Jun easily lets this Dalumon elder leave, it wouldn’t be him.

"Yes, but these buns fell to the ground," the elder said in a dilemma.

"Do you think it's dirty? Have you heard of the three-hour rule?" Liu Jun said mysteriously.

The elder's mouth twitched and his face turned black. The three-hour rule of Shen Te Meow was called the three-second rule. It means that the food fell to the ground and picked it up within three seconds, so it won't be dirty. Why does this even have a three-hour rule?

I picked it up in three hours, let alone bacteria and flies filled the baby!

"You are kidding, why don't you wait until the stall owner makes another tray of buns and I buy them at a high price. Do you think it's okay?" The elder discussed with Liu Jun with a bitter face.

With a "swish", Liu Jun waved the Nether Sword and put the Nether Sword back on the table.

This action scared the elders and the Great Roman disciples who were not far away almost turned around and ran away.

Who is the person in front of you? This is the evil star who killed the Shaolin Temple in the Western Regions, even beat the Kunlun Sect and their Daluomen. The Supreme Elder has no temper. If you want to kill them, wouldn’t that be easy?

"Sorry, a fly was buzzing in my ear just now, as if saying that I didn't want to touch these buns, so I cut it off." Liu Jun paused, "By the way, what did you just say?"

"No, I didn't say anything. I want to say that these buns cannot be wasted, and it is shameful to waste." The elder hurriedly bent down and picked up a bun, but did not wipe it, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

"Don't eat alone, let's say you've eaten all of them, do you have to die of suffocation? Please greet the others." Liu Jun said with concern.

"Well, the most, the most destiny" the elder said vaguely.

Then he swallowed the bun and almost choked, "Cough cough, why are you standing there? This elder has set an example for you. Do you still waste food?"

"Yes, Elder" a group of Great Romon disciples were also obedient and hurried forward to eat up all the buns on the ground.

"A bun costs 100 yuan, just now, about dozens of them on the ground. I'll make up for you. One hundred buns cost 10,000 yuan, can you accept it?" Liu Jun asked.

"Accept Accept" the elder nodded repeatedly and hurriedly took out 10,000 yuan and handed it to Liu Jun.

Liu Jun took the ten thousand and handed it to the mother and son, "Hold it, the bun I just ate is considered here."

"I can't use it, I can't use it so much." The young woman who was protecting the child waved her hands repeatedly and said she didn't want it.

"Hold it" Liu Jun raised his face and frowned.

This made the young woman startled, and the young woman hurriedly took over the ten thousand yuan.

Through the actions of Elder Daromon, she also saw that this young man was a big man. In her eyes, the big man was moody and she dared not offend him.

"Oh, will the monks' meeting be held tomorrow? I'll confirm the day," Liu Jun suddenly asked.

The elder's face changed instantly, "You, do you want to attend the monks' meeting?"

Liu Jun frowned and said, "What, I am not a monk?"

"No, of course you count, you are qualified to participate." The elder smiled all over his face, and his heart was indeed extremely bitter. He originally thought that he could show his skills in this monk conference and get the attention of the head.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jun also participated, so what skills are there to show? Saving your life is the most important thing!

"Seeing you're nervous, don't panic, I won't eat people." Liu Jun waved his hand, turned around and left.

The elder wiped his cold sweat and his back was wet. He was under too much pressure to face a demon who might have killed him at any time.

Liu Jun doesn't eat anyone, but Liu Jun killed someone, and he accidentally took his life away.

"By the way" Liu Jun suddenly turned his head.

The elder was shocked and stuttered, "You, you still, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing big, I just want to tell you that the buns made in this stall are delicious. If I can't eat them next time, I have to go to ask you." After Liu Jun said that, he turned around and left again.

The elder looked at Liu Jun's back and immediately sighed relieved, "Don't worry, this bun stall will be the cafeteria of Da Luomon in the future, no one dares to move."

This is not a big deal. It would be great if Liu Jun could be sold alone.

"Remember, this stall is protected by the Great Romon, and no one is allowed to move! Do you understand?" After Liu Jun left, the elder immediately showed his majesty as the Great Romon elder.

"Understand" the disciples of Great Romon responded in unison.

"Then what, you sell buns well. If you have any questions, you can come to Da Luomon to find me. My name is Lin Liuzhi." The elder looked at the young woman in the bun stall and said.

I have never encountered this scene before, let alone this treatment. The young woman didn't know what to say, so she just kept nodding.

The boy looked at Liu Jun's back when Liu Jun left until Liu Jun disappeared.

After everyone left, the boy raised his head and looked at his mother, "Mom, is this a cultivator? So handsome, domineering and majestic."

The young woman touched the boy's head, "The one who helped us is not only a practitioner, but also a strong practitioner. In the world of practice, only strength can be respected by others."

The boy clenched his fists, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, "I will definitely become his existence, protect my mother, and let everyone respect me!"

"Okay, Xiaojun, you're going to work hard." The young woman did not hit the boy, but said with a smile.

And Liu Jun, who had already left, didn't know that he had become a boy's idol.

For him, this is just a small episode in his long journey of life.

...

The next morning, it was only about seven o'clock, and the largest square in Wucheng was filled with practitioners who came to attend the monks' meeting.

Most practitioners know the theme of this monk conference, which is to go to the dungeon.

But no one knows what to do and how to get in to the dungeon.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally, an old man wearing a gray robe, gray hair and a smile appeared.

As soon as the old man appeared, he attracted everyone's attention. Even the leaders of major forces in Wucheng stood up to show their respect.

This old man is the casual cultivator who has been to the dungeon. No one knows his name. Everyone respectfully calls this old man Xiaoyao Sanren.

Xiaoyao Sanren is a veritable casual cultivator. He does not participate in or interferes in any force, nor has any relatives and friends. He is always alone and free and easy.

"I heard that a young man has come to the Nine Department recently. He is going to attend this conference?" Xiaoyao Sanren asked with a smile as soon as he came.

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, especially the Kunlun School Chongyangzi, Dalumen Ganmu Zhenren, and Kuqing Abbot of Shaolin, the Western Regions. The three of them looked the most ugly.

Everyone knows that on the day Liu Jun came, the three of them suffered a great loss and made them lose all their faces.

Xiaoyao Sanren's words easily make people feel that he is sprinkling salt on his wounds.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Xiaoyao Sanren laughed, "Don't get me wrong. I don't know the young man from Jiu Chu. The reason I said this today is that I think that young man will come here to participate."

"Senior Xiaoyao, I'm sorry, even if you come to participate, you don't give him the qualification to participate. He is a moody demon. If he attends, then there may be more than expected deaths and injuries in the monks' meeting." Chongyangzi was the first to object.

"Yes, this boy is unstable. If he is asked to participate, there may be changes." Gan Mu Zhenren agreed.

"Hmph, according to my idea, we should unite with such a demon to overcome him," Abbot Kuqing snorted coldly.

(End of this chapter)
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