The Nine Palace Holy Son sat there, not moving at all. As the Holy Son, he had a high status, so how could he apologize to an ordinary person casually?

Seeing that the two saints could not persuade them, no one could speak.

The night gradually descended, and under the terrifying gravity, there was no animal here, and the night seemed very quiet, but the sound of a clamoring sounded from time to time.

Zhang Xuan was sitting next to the grain truck. He was a little surprised. What are the characteristics of this gravity? In other words, why are it only targeted gods, and grain like grain trucks, none of them are affected by gravity.

Otherwise, the grain truck will be crushed and the grain will be squeezed into powder.

Zhang Xuan also felt hungry, so he took out the food of three people and cooked. Soon, the fragrance spread in the night sky. Everyone, who had been so hungry, felt a little unbearable just by smelling it.

"That's great, there's something to eat!"

"Hurry up, I'm starving to death!"

The students shouted.

The Nine Palace Holy Son sat there, smelling the smell, and snorted coldly: "I thought I was so strong that I had. In the end, I would have to surrender obediently!"

The disciples of the Nine Palace Holy Land came to the Nine Palace Holy Son.

"Senior brother, he's cooking obediently."

"Let's go eat something, too."

The Nine Palace Holy Son had a cold face, "I want the untouchables to apologize to me, otherwise I wouldn't touch him some food!"

In the eyes of the Nine Palace Holy Son, how could a little chef dare to really go against the Nine Palace Holy Land?

But just giving in is not enough! How can those who dare to touch the power of the holy land be let go so easily! Hearing the words of the Nine Palace Holy Son, everyone in the Nine Palace Holy Land nodded.

"I understand, let him come and apologize!"

Several disciples from the Nine Palace Holy Land walked over.

The smell of rice scattered in the air, causing many sleeping people to sit up and look for the fragrance of rice.

The Nine Palace Holy Son was already hungry, and the fragrance of the rice spread to his breath, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He drank a disciple.

"What's going on! Did the untouchables refuse to apologize?"

"Son, he only cooks his own meals and does not cook ours."

A disciple spoke carefully.

"Bold! Being presumptuous!"

The Nine Palace Holy Son shouted violently, stood up, and walked towards Zhang Xuanna.

There were already many people around Zhang Xuan at this time.

"Unpoce!"

The Nine Palace Holy Son came and shouted, "You only do your own food brought by the academy! What rights do you have!"

"Who said this is from the college, I took it myself."

Zhang Ran patted the package on his chest and pointed to a not far away, "There is the food prepared by the college."

The Nine Palace Holy Son was choked and speechless. After thinking for two seconds, he spoke again: "The purpose of your accompanying him is to cook, what are you doing! If you can't do this chef, just stop doing it!"

"If you don't do it, don't do it."

Zhang Xuan curled his lips and then shouted to the surroundings, "Okay, don't wait, everyone, I have been fired by the Nine Palace Holy Son, so I won't cook for everyone. After eating this bite, I'll leave. Please give me some advice."

As soon as Zhang Xuan said this, everyone around him looked at the Nine Palace Holy Son. Although these ordinary students dare not say anything from the perspective of identity, they could see that they all revealed their dissatisfaction with the Nine Palace Holy Son.

"Just just now, Master Zhang said that he would go to cook for us after eating, so why did he get fired?"

"That's right, before you enter the restricted area, you can't even eat."

"Do you want to starve us to death and then go to the forbidden area to hunt for treasures by yourself?"

When the Nine Palace Holy Son heard the last sentence, his face changed, "Who! Who is slandering me!"

When the students heard this, they all lowered their heads and stopped making any more noise.

"Nine Palaces Holy Son, tell me, you are a Holy Son after all, why are you competing with your disciples?"

The Holy Son of Qiankun stood up.

"Nine Palace Holy Son, have you crossed the line?"

The saint of the sacred land of Yuanchu also spoke.

"Senior Brother Jiugong, we know that you have extraordinary cultivation and are no longer in the world, but our junior brothers and sisters in the Yin-Yang Holy Land still have to have a meal."

The saint of Yin and Yang also stood up and spoke.

Although the saint of the Infinite Holy Land did not make a sound, they also stood beside the saint of Yin and Yang, obviously on the same front.

"Amitabha."

Sakyamuni Son clasped his hands together and stood up.

The status of the Sakyamuni Holy Land has always been a bit special. They do not participate in the battle with the other major holy lands. Moreover, there are monks who have gained enlightenment in the holy land, and even the lords of the other holy lands respect them a little.

At this time, Sakyamuni Son stood up and everyone looked at him.

A golden light flashed behind the Saint Son of Sakyamuni, which was a manifestation of merit.

"Amitabha, Gong Wuque, the donor, Buddha said, "Man is iron, rice is steel, and he is hungry if he doesn't eat for a meal."

The holy son of the wheel jumped and almost took out the steel knife at his waist and cut off the monk's head.

"Haha, I was born in the world and food is the most important thing, so how can I not eat?"

The Saint Son of Yuxu came with a whisk in his hand.

"Ming Wuque, you have crossed the line!"

The Son of Rotation looked at the Son of Nine Palaces, "The position of chef is arranged by the academy. What qualifications do you have to be expelled?"

The face of the Nine Palace Holy Son changed, "You are the sacred place that you are determined to be unable to get along with me?"

"What are you? I still insist on not being able to get along with you?"

The Son of the Rotation of the Son of the Nine Palaces also does not give the Son of the Nine Palaces any face.

The atmosphere between the two instantly rose to the extreme and exploded with one touch.

"Youyouyou, two senior brothers, don't be so angry."

The saint Linglong stood between the two with a smirk, "This time, we are going to the penalty area, and we are not here to fight, so why do we have to do this?"

After saying that, the Saint Linglong walked to Zhang Xuan's side again and put one hand on Zhang Xuan's shoulder, "Little chef, look, because of you, the two holy places are about to fight. Come and cook the food for us."

Seeing this situation, Zhang Xuan knew that he could not continue like this. The Nine Palace Holy Son seemed to have a problem with his mind. He obviously couldn't get along with him, so the war was so hot that he had reached the holy land of rotation.

Zhang Xuan thought for a while, nodded, and then pointed at the Nine Palace Holy Son, "I won't make their meal."

The Nine Palace Holy Son's aura was infuriated, and he swung his hand and left directly.

Sitting in the dark, the Nine Palace Holy Son stared at Zhang Xuan not far away, his eyes full of hatred.

"I thought I wouldn't cure you if I had a talisman?

It’s just the second level of the way of heaven! When that time comes, I want you to die!"

The face of the Nine Palace Holy Son was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

The people from the Nine Palace Holy Land followed the Nine Palace Holy Son and had no food to eat.

On the other side, a strong smell of rice soon came.

The delicate saint's laughter sounded in the night sky.

"Hehe, little chef, are your skills so good? When they fall asleep, my sister will reward you alone."
Chapter completed!