Chapter 135 Holy Son? Why don’t you be my cook?

Just as everyone in Chuanfulou was guarding Zong Shen and walking upstairs.

The Holy Son of the Tianchu Sect on the ninth floor noticed it immediately.

It can only be said that the aura of the top-grade spirit stone is too eye-catching. Today, Chuanfulou has attracted the attention of the entire city.

Even the chef at the 22nd level of the Dharma Realm, who was busy cooking, felt the abundant spiritual power.

It was as if thousands of top-grade spiritual veins appeared at the same time.

There are nine floors in Chuanfu, and each floor is arranged with formations of different levels.

This strong spiritual energy was able to penetrate so many magical formations and restrictions and still be transmitted upwards.

It was enough to see the shock felt by the diners on the first floor.

Dozens of Chuanfulou's floor managers and guards protected Zong Shen all the way to the ninth floor.

Anyone who can afford such a large sum of money must be the descendant of some hidden boss!

Even the famous Tianchu Sect might be able to come up with 1 billion high-quality spirit stones, but it might not be able to come up with thousands of top-quality spirit stones!

After all, the quality gap between top-grade spirit stones and high-grade spirit stones is difficult to cross.

Zong Shen was in a relatively calm mood.

As the founder of a major holy land, he has seen all kinds of scenes.

It's just that although I have a broader vision now, I still underestimated the shock that the top-grade spirit stones would bring to these people.

But it doesn’t matter.

In the face of absolute strength, Zong Shen can naturally do whatever he wants without being timid.

I just don’t know where the son of the chef saint has landed at this time.

Perhaps he has already come into contact with the core secrets and inheritance of the Kitchen Saint.

Surrounded by the crowd.

After a while, they reached the ninth floor.

"Master, there are plum, orchid, fragrance, bamboo, pine, stream, cliff, spring, and hut on the ninth floor."

“The scenery is different and each has its own characteristics.”

"Except for bamboo, you can choose any other master!"

It was still the waiter who was greeting us, introducing the place attentively.

Zong Shen smiled but said nothing.

The divine consciousness turned into tentacles like green smoke and spread vaguely in all directions.

The restriction formation here cannot hinder him in the slightest.

Explore every corner silently.

In one of the compartments, the interior is arranged to resemble a lush bamboo forest.

These compartments are large in area.

All environments are created realistically.

The soil, bamboo, water, everything is transplanted from the real environment outside.

In his mind.

There is a quiet open space in the middle of the bamboo forest.

There is a small table made of thin bamboo.

Three or four practitioners wearing red robes with the word "Cook" embroidered on them in black letters were sitting around a bamboo table.

In the middle is a handsome and dignified middle-aged man wearing a tall chef's hat with gold patterns.

He is the contemporary saint of Tianchu Sect, and his nickname is Golden Kitchen Spoon!

Although he is the Son of God, he is also a powerful person who has practiced for tens of thousands of years.

Speaking of which, this is related to the rules of Tianchumen.

Their rules are completely different from those of the Tianzong Holy Land.

Every headmaster must serve for 50,000 years, and his cultivation must at least reach the 28th level of the Dharma Realm, which is the sub-saint level of enlightenment.

Therefore, this Holy Son needs to wait for 20,000 to 30,000 years before he can succeed to the throne and become the headmaster.

His expression was calm, and in his hands he held a pair of chopsticks made from local green bamboo.

The bamboo table was filled with various dishes.

But he didn't move his chopsticks.

He looked outside the compartment, in the direction where Zong Shen and others were.

The aura of the top-grade spirit stone just now has already attracted his attention.

So that he has no time to taste it.

With his sub-saint level cultivation.

Naturally, you can break through these restrictions and peek into the outside world.

When he looked at Zong Shen,

All he sensed was a blindingly bright light.

This strong light even affected his spiritual perception.

All I could see was a vast expanse of white.

Just as he was a little panicked and quickly stood up.

The white light faded, but the man's face was still unclear.

"There's something weird!"

"He who can use the best spiritual stones to go to the ninth floor of Chuanfu must be no ordinary person!"

"When did this kind of person come to the Small Kitchen World Continent?"

He withdrew his mind, muttered to himself, and stood up.

He ignored the puzzled looks from the elders from the Tianchu Sect around him.

Just step lightly.

The body shape is like a swimming fish.

In a moment, he passed through the entrance and left the "bamboo" compartment.

I just happened to see people from Sichuan Fukumon surrounding a young man dressed in ordinary Sichuan cuisine.

And in his hand, he happened to hold a piece of top-grade spiritual stone.

The true appearance that could not be seen even by divine consciousness before can now be seen clearly with the naked eye.

It's really a bit strange.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.

All the calculations of interests have come to a conclusion.

At that moment, a smile appeared on his face.

Look at the people in Chuanfulou.

Then he turned his gaze to Zong Shen who was holding the top-grade spirit stone.

"It seems that another distinguished guest is here today."

"This little brother looks so young, but he has already reached the seventh level of the Dharma Realm. He is really promising at a young age!"

"Why not come to Bamboo and drink together? Isn't it wonderful?"

He spoke in a gentle voice, making people feel like a spring breeze.

The sudden request caught everyone in Chuanfulou off guard.

The Tianchu Sect is extremely powerful and difficult to offend.

This young man is even more mysterious, and one move can cost thousands of top-grade spirit stones.

Just when everyone was hesitating.

An old man suddenly appeared.

Without any breath.

It seems to be hidden in the building.

As soon as the old man appeared.

Everyone in Chuanfulou bowed respectfully.

Even the chef who was cooking in the kitchen, who was at the 22nd level of the Dharma Realm, put down his pot and stove and appeared in front of everyone.

"Meet Shopkeeper Fu!"

"Shopkeeper Fu!"

"Shopkeeper, why are you here?"

This old man is filled with rich holy power.

Obviously a Saint-level powerful being.

In this small world of chefs, he is definitely a powerful boss.

Zong Shen grinned, understanding everything.

Just now, his divine sense had already discovered this person.

Chuanfulou has not only nine floors, there is also a secret tenth floor above.

The old man was on the tenth floor, resting with his eyes closed.

This saint-level powerful man is called Shopkeeper Fu.

Smile slightly.

"It is an honor for Chuanfulou to have two distinguished guests visiting us today."

"Since you can reach the ninth floor, I will treat you to dinner today!"

The old man said proudly.

The Holy Son bowed quickly.

"Shopkeeper Fu is too polite."

After saying that, he looked at Zong Shen again.

"My dear little brother, I am the Holy Son of the Heavenly Kitchen Sect. I have mastered seven of the eight major cuisines. Why don't we discuss them together?"

The Son of God's tone was also very polite.

Just when everyone in Chuanfulou thought that Zong Shen would definitely not refuse.

What Zong Shen said caught them off guard.

"Holy Son? Why don't you be my cook?"

As soon as the words fell.

Shopkeeper Fu and the Holy Son Golden Kitchen Spoon both changed their expressions at the same time.

Letting the Holy Son of Tianchu Sect be a cook is really an arrogant thing!

Don’t worry about your tongue being blown away by the strong wind!

Outside, this is an unforgivable crime punishable by death!

(End of this chapter)