God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Seeing Shi Song's eyes turning red as he spoke, and a hint of crying in his voice, Hong Zun became anxious.

"It's not senior brother. Just say what you say. Why are you crying?"

You are so old, why are you still crying?

Hong Zun was panicked, but Shi Song really couldn't help it. This was the first time in his 380-[-] years as the leader of this law enforcement hall that he had been wronged like this.

Trying not to cry, Shi Song gritted his teeth and asked.

"Junior brother, just tell me, can you still let me get better?"

In response to this, Hong Zunjiu was so frightened that he quickly expressed his stance.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? We have been brothers for so many years, and I definitely wish you well."

"Then Divine Sword Peak......"

"Junior brother must be under strict control."

"That's what you said."

"I said it, senior brother, don't worry."

After getting a positive reply from Hong Zun, Shi Song was willing to leave.

It's no wonder Shi Song is like this, there is really no other way. The Divine Sword Peak disciple provoked everyone's anger and made the Law Enforcement Hall uneasy every day.

But it happened that he didn't violate any sect rules. After all, the sect didn't stipulate that you couldn't accept tasks line by line.

And Shi Song was a person who accepted death. Since he did not violate the sect's rules, the Law Enforcement Hall could not do anything to others, so he was forced to have no choice but to find Hong Zun himself.

After getting assurance from Hong Zun, Shi Song returned to the main peak and found the third elder in charge of the mission hall.

"Junior brother, Hong Zun has already agreed, are you here in the mission hall?"

"Senior brother, don't worry. I have ordered people to increase the distribution of tasks. There should be no problem."

Hearing this, Shi Song breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the matter would be resolved like this, but in the next few days, there were indeed no disciples from Shenjian Peak coming to pick up tasks line by line.

The mission hall has also returned to normal. Not only the deacons of the mission hall, but also the disciples from all peaks breathed a sigh of relief.

However, many disciples in Divine Sword Peak have encountered other problems in the past few days.

That means they don’t have enough sect points.

In the past, I practiced hard and wanted to improve my strength as quickly as possible. Any spells, elixirs, exercises, etc. were all exchanged for my life.

Almost all the disciples had accumulated all the sect points they had accumulated for several years, or even decades, in just over a month.

Without sect points, cultivation will naturally become extremely slow.

It was time to eat again. During the meal, many disciples were discussing this matter.

"Senior brother, how many sect points do you have left?"

"Alas, there are only more than 100 points left."

"More than 100 points are enough to exchange for a yellow-level spell."

"Yes, I bought a lot of elixirs before, but the cost was too high."

"It can't go on like this. Without the sect's support, it will be difficult to move forward."

"I have no choice but to accept the mission."

"Senior brother, what do you mean, take on a few more missions like before?"

"You are stupid. The peak master has already banned it. Divine Sword Peak disciples can only accept a maximum of three missions at a time."

This is indeed Hong Zun's order. It has been stipulated since Shi Song came last time.

"What do you mean, brother?"

"We definitely can't be like Senior Sister Jin Min, but sect tasks must be done, otherwise there will be no sect points and the cultivation will stagnate. Do you still want to eat in the future?"

"If you want to maintain fast practice and ensure that you can get a position every time, sect points are indispensable, so you can only work harder and take on more tasks."

"Except for practicing and eating, the rest of the time is used to receive tasks. In the process of completing the tasks, we must also ensure that we do not waste any time. We strive to complete the tasks as soon as possible, return to the clan as soon as possible, and continue to receive tasks after eating. Task."

This senior brother truthfully stated his thoughts and immediately received support from many disciples.

Yes, if you want to eat, you must become stronger, and what is needed to become stronger naturally requires various resources.

And where do the resources come from? That must be the sect's point.

Therefore, they have to work hard to complete more tasks, so that they can support their own cultivation.

Since we don't have the determination and courage of Senior Sister Jin Min and others, we can only rely on diligence and not waste any time to make ourselves stronger, even during missions.

Hard work can make up for it.

Lying on a reclining chair nearby, listening to the discussions of the disciples, Ye Changqing wondered if it was his own illusion. Why did he feel a familiar temperament from these disciples?

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out what was going on. It wasn't until the meal was over and everyone left one after another that Ye Changqing finally remembered.

His face couldn't help but change, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"I said it feels very familiar. Isn't this me?"

What I'm talking about here is Ye Changqing in his previous life. In his previous life on Earth Star, he was an out-and-out scroll king.

How should I put it, after failing the college entrance examination, Ye Changqing transformed into a test-taking king.

Because of his poor grades in the college entrance examination, Ye Changqing could only attend a chef school in his previous life. At that time, he knew that he regretted it, but it was useless. He could only find a way to learn a craft.

During study, Ye Changqing often weighed the pot by himself, and his grades were always among the best, causing his classmates to be forced to get involved.

Later, when I came out to work, I often took the initiative to ask for overtime work. The reason is very simple, just for the overtime pay.

In the end, other chefs in the same restaurant had to get involved.

Later, he opened a restaurant of his own. The restaurant next door closed at ten o'clock, but Ye Changqing closed at twelve o'clock in order to increase business. As a result, all the surrounding restaurants were open all night, causing serious involution.

The expressions on the faces of many disciples when they spoke just now were exactly the same as Ye Changqing's previous life.

But after traveling through time, Ye Changqing really couldn't roll it up anymore, and now I feel really sad when I think about it.

"Isn't something going to happen again?"

I always feel like these brothers and sisters are going to cause trouble again.

In recent times, even Ye Changqing himself has noticed the resentment of the other peak disciples towards Divine Sword Peak.

On the few occasions when they left Divine Sword Peak, the eyes of other peak disciples instantly turned evil after seeing the Divine Sword Peak tattoo on Ye Changqing's chest.

It seemed like there was some deep hatred, which made Ye Changqing feel guilty.

It was finally quiet for a few days under Hong Zun's strict order. Isn't something going to happen again?

He always felt fuzzy in his heart, but Ye Changqing couldn't control it. He could only leave Shenjian Peak less in the future. He was afraid of being beaten to death by disciples from other peaks.

The fact is that after dinner, many Divine Sword Peak disciples swarmed up to the main peak.

Just when the disciples of Shenjian Peak had just entered the main peak, Shi Song, who was in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall, received the news.

There is no way, Divine Sword Peak is currently the focus of the Law Enforcement Hall. One or two Divine Sword Peak disciples are already a headache, but this time, there are tens of thousands of disciples here.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Shi Song jumped up from his chair and said as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What did you say?"

With a horrified look on his face, the deacon could only grimace and cry without tears.

"Hall Master, there are tens of thousands of Divine Sword Peak disciples ascending to the main peak."

"Tens of thousands of people? What are they going to do? What are they going to do?"

He said with a trembling voice. It had only been quiet for a few days, and tens of thousands of disciples rushed to the main peak at the same time. Is this Divine Sword Peak going to attack the main peak?