"Uh... that's not true, we are the sect of cultivating immortals." Chang Gui always felt a little awkward while talking, he slowly covered the lunch box, looked left and right, trying to find a breakthrough.

  However, when the chef came just now, the students cooperated to get out of the way, but now, everyone who watched the excitement surrounded the place tightly.

  Hearing Chang Gui's explanation, Chef paused for a moment: "Cultivation of Immortals...Could it be helpful for cooking?"

Changgui couldn't answer that, if it was the sect master, he thought there were, but the problem is that only the sect master can make dishes that can improve his cultivation. He is no longer an ignorant child. After seeing so many colorful worlds, he already had a preliminary understanding of some things.

  At least, the only thing that is certain is that the sect master’s ability is absolutely unique, because after he has read so many books and learned about so many things about cultivation, everything tells him that he is born without spiritual roots, that is, he has no destiny for the Dao...

  But he himself is a living example. After eating the food of the sect master, he awakened the spiritual root, which is still a top-grade mutated fire spiritual root.

  Thinking of this, Chang Gui suddenly felt a little worried, he couldn't waste any more time here, he had to hurry up and practice, otherwise how would he protect the sect master?

  The chef saw that Changgui was distracted, so he stuffed the braised pork and rice into his mouth with lightning speed!

  Chang Gui, who was already packing his lunch box and preparing to leave, couldn't help frowning. It wasn't because he felt sorry for the rice, but that spoon was the one he was using just now, so it was a little disgusting...

  But the chef closed his eyes with great enjoyment, and savored carefully. He chewed the mouthful of rice dozens of times in his mouth, until he really couldn't taste it anymore, and then he swallowed it very reluctantly.

  Everyone focused on the chef and wanted to hear his evaluation. As for whether some people wanted to hear good evaluations or bad evaluations, it was unknown.

  I can only know that after the chef swallowed it, his eyes burst into amazing light again. He locked onto Chen Changgui, took a step forward, and grabbed Changgui's shoulders with his thick hands: "Where is our sect master?!"

  A question mark slowly appeared on Chang Gui's head.

"To be honest, your junior brother and I also have such a spiritual root. Although the rank is only low, it is definitely not worthless. If you can't keep up with your cultivation, I can still do errands for your junior brother... The master cooks so hard, so I can do it for you as a junior brother." Help!"

  Chang Gui looked at the chef's lips that kept opening and closing, and the words "junior brother" that kept coming out of his mouth made Chang Gui feel a little dizzy...

  Who can tell him when this uncle, who looks like thirty or forty years old, became his junior? !

"Uncle, calm down!" Chang Gui hurriedly stopped, "I said it definitely doesn't matter if our sect accepts disciples. If you really want to join, uncle, you should find a time to talk to the sect master. It's better not now." Claiming to be junior, so as not to be misunderstood by others! I, I have something to do, I have to go first!"

   Now, Chang Gui didn't care about anything else. He used his own cultivation to rush out of the crowd, and ran towards the Immortal Academy with a speed like a wild dog running loose.

terrible!

  After the chef reacted, where is Chang Gui? He suddenly shouted: "Hey! Who is our sect master and where does he live?!"

  In the crowd, Zheng Tuo who didn't know when he sneaked in clenched his fists again. He didn't expect this to be the result!