Lao Tzu is One Punch Man

Chapter 6 Legend of the Cultivation World

"No, no, I just respect Ye Chixun's friends more."

Lin Huazhuan shook his head again and again. Now that the earth has officially entered the era of self-cultivation, the position of the self-cultivator is detached. It is common for some guys with weird tempers to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. Lin Huazhuan dare not expose Fang Xun in person. In the wild, Dayin hides in the city, what if he speaks out and makes the other party unhappy?
Although Lin Huazhuan was ignorant, he was not ignorant. At least he knew how to assess the situation and who he could mess with and who he couldn't mess with.

What's more, he was still thinking about how to apprentice.

"Oh." Fang Xun didn't continue to ask, anyway, it didn't have much to do with him, and he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

Ye Chixun looked like he had seen a ghost: "I'm hallucinating, I must be hallucinating."

You know, Ye Chixun, as a man of the third high school, has countless suitors, but since Lin Huazhuan joined the army of suitors two years ago, all those who dared to pursue her have been eliminated by Lin Huazhuan. It can be seen that Lin Huazhuan How outrageous.

Normally, except for his parents, Lin Huazhuan would never be so polite to anyone. Besides, Lin Huazhuan made it clear that he was looking for trouble, but suddenly became respectful. There must be something strange about it!

Ye Chixun stared at Fang Xun strangely, as if he was hiding a shocking secret.

Fang Xun was hairy all over from the girl's stare, and couldn't help but said: "Since you are here to find Xun, then take her away."

Before Lin Huazhuan could speak, the girl had already protested: "Hey, are you listening? I don't know him at all."

Fang Xun shrugged indifferently: "It's fine if he knows you."

The girl said angrily: "Are you kidding? Do you still have a conscience? We are friends. Is this how you treat friends?"

Fang Xun said seriously: "That's right."

"Go to hell!" The girl threw a black shadow viciously.

Lin Huazhuan at the side suddenly stepped forward to grab the biscuit thrown by the girl, and said righteously: "Ye Chixun, how could you treat the store manager like this!"

Fang Xun: "???"

Ye Chixun: "???"

"Lin Huazhuan, did you take the wrong medicine! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?!" Ye Chixun said sharply.

Hearing this, Lin Huazhuan took a step back subconsciously. Obviously, he knew that the girl in front of him was not joking. With the girl's strength, he could indeed beat him up. In fact, this was not the first time.

"Hey, Ah Xun, that suspension sports car in front of your door is really cool. I don't know which local tyrant passed by. Hey, who is he?"

At this moment, the strong and burly Huang Tao took a pack of spicy sticks made of monster meat and asked while eating, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Hello, my name is Lin Huazhuan, and I'm a student in Class [-], Senior High School, No. [-] High School."

Lin Huazhuan said earnestly, in his opinion, since Fang Xun is a hidden and unrivaled expert, his neighbors must also be quite extraordinary, so he has no intention of slacking off.

"Wow, it's another student from No. [-] High School."

Huang Tao wiped the oil on his hands, and said in amazement: "A Xun, are you the third highest senior teacher?"

Fang Xun stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth, and said vaguely, "If I were a teacher at No. [-] High School, would I still open a grocery store here?"

Huang Tao nodded with deep sympathy: "It makes sense, but how do they explain it?"

"Explain what? It's what you see." Fang Xun didn't understand why.

Huang Tao curled his lips: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, cheapskate."

Fang Xun: "..."

"Hey, kid, it's said that she is a seed student in your school, on the fourth floor of the Qi training realm, so what floor are you on?"

Huang Tao pointed to Ye Chixun and asked impatiently.As an avid cultivator, he has nothing but interest in cultivation in his eyes.

Seeing that Huang Tao dared to talk to Fang Xun like this, Lin Huazhuan's attitude became more respectful: "My grades in school can only be ranked in the top [-], and I am currently at the third level of Qi training."

Cultivation does not only need to be profound. In this era of scientific cultivation, knowledge is also extremely important. Therefore, even though Lin Huazhuan is a top-notch existence in the third level of the Qi training environment, due to poor cultural courses, his overall score is only [-]%. Hovering between twenty and thirty.

After listening to Lin Huazhuan's answer, Huang Tao left again deeply shocked, leaving only a lonely and bleak figure behind.

Lin Huazhuan said in fear, "Did I say something wrong?"

Fang Xun suppressed a smile and said, "No, no, it's just that some guys feel ashamed."

Lin Huazhuan didn't understand the meaning of Fang Xun's words, and thought he had accidentally offended Huang Tao, feeling uneasy.

"No wonder you are so honest today. It turns out that you didn't bring your dog legs with you."

Ye Chixun interrupted the conversation between the two at an inopportune moment, her slender fingers creaked, and said in a cold tone: "Lin Huazhuan, you are not welcome here, you better leave quickly, or I will beat you to death!"

"Can't I come shopping?" Lin Huazhuan was also angry when Ye Chixun squeezed him several times in succession: "Yechixun, this is a grocery store, and it's not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Huazhuan quickly selected a few items, all of which were the most expensive items in the store, and then paid the money to Fang Xun as quickly as possible.

"Uh... What's the use of buying these things?"

Looking at the amount transferred in Ling's brain, Fang found himself puzzled.

Although Lin Huazhuan bought the most expensive items in the store, these items were really weird, such as: a luxurious version of the toilet seat, a holographic booklet of records of abnormal cultivation experiences, and a wooden mass-produced flying sword.

To be honest, these kinds of things are expensive, and they have no real use, especially the wooden mass-produced flying sword, which has no lethality. It is the most failed flying sword so far, even children can't Willing to play around.

Lin Huazhuan blushed when he was asked, and rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Ahem, this, this..." He was only thinking about buying the most expensive things, and never thought about the usefulness of the things he bought.

Fang Xun saw that Lin Huazhuan couldn't explain why, so he simply didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, who would hate too much money?
Speaking of which, his grocery store is located in a remote place with few people. If he hadn't accumulated a lot of wealth when he was a sword-wielder, he would have starved to death. The items Lin Hua bought at one time were equivalent to several monthly income.

After shopping, Lin Huazhuan has no reason to stay any longer, not to mention Ye Chixun has been staring at him, so Lin Huazhuan can only hold the things he bought, reluctantly Get in the car and drive away.

As soon as Lin Huazhuan left, the girl reminded: "Brother Fang Xun, this Lin Huazhuan is a bad bastard. He is the most famous playboy in our school. If he comes to cause trouble in the future, you must tell me. I will not spare him lightly!"

Fang Xun's heart warmed, he touched the girl's head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am Yan Luo, the strongest swordsman of the Cultivator Alliance, and no one can hurt me."

"Bragging." The girl patted Fang Xun's palm away and rolled her eyes: "If you are Yan Luo, then I am Nangong Yu."

What the girl didn't notice was that Xiaobai, who was squatting on her shoulder, shrank his head in fear. Only he knew that Fang Xun hadn't lied, and that he was indeed the strongest swordsman in the Alliance of Cultivators——Yan Luo.

A legend in the comprehension world.

Fang Xun looked up to the sky and smiled wryly. In today's society, where is the most basic trust between people?No one even believed the truth.

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