The ninth-level formation king came to join him, and the leader felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

But in the end, he was slapped in the face instantly, because he didn't come here for the reputation of the sect, but for Liu Wanshi.

Recently in Yangzhou, southwest China, the Iron Bone Sect has been the most discussed one, and among many news, someone learned about the cooking competition that ended not long ago in the royal city.

who?

This is the ninth-grade formation king!

He has lived for hundreds of years and has only two major hobbies.

Study formations.

Eat all the delicious food in the world!

When I learned that a disciple of the Iron Bone Sect named Liu Wanshi got perfect scores in three rounds of competition and successfully won the crown, I immediately became very interested.

I once went to see a cooking competition, but came away disappointed.

Because he is very picky, even if he eats the food cooked by the champion, he can find a lot of faults.

The reason why I came to Iron Bone Pie was to see how the food made by Nvwa could get full marks from all ten reviewers.

To eat.

Join the Iron Bone Pie.

This ninth-grade formation king actually has quite a personality!

Older people are more or less abnormal, so there is no need to make a fuss.

However, our leader is heartbroken.

Could it be that the iron bone pie that I have worked so hard to create is not as charming as the food cooked by Dudu?

it hurts.

My heart hurts so much!

"wrong."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Dudu is also my disciple. She can attract the ninth-level formation king to join, and that is also my credit!"

After explaining this to myself, my whole body suddenly became energetic.

"senior."

He walked to the table, picked up the entry form and said, "May I ask your surname?"

The sect is still short of one person, and this is the ninth-grade formation king. There is definitely no need to consider recruiting him.

As for whether he will leave?

Sorry, I joined the Iron Bone Sect and have been a member of the Iron Bone Sect my whole life.

The old man put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Zhen Dejun."

Upon hearing this name, the muscles on Jun Changxiao's face suddenly froze.

Liu Wanshi's father's name is Ouyang Jun, which is acceptable, but this "really handsome" girl is a bit fucked up. Why don't you call her Zhen Deshuai more shamelessly?

"It turns out to be Senior Zhen Dexiu, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

"Zhen Dejun!"

"..."

The leader's big seal stamped it and said: "Mr. Zhen, from today on, you are a member of my Iron Bone Sect!"

Zhen Dejun said: "Master, I want to meet the girl who won the cooking competition."

Old man, do you know how many mental blows this sentence has brought to Master Jun? Can't you show the ecstatic expression from the bottom of your heart when you join the Iron Bone Sect?

…

call out!

The minefield was removed.

Ning Duxing and Ning Duzui were lying on the ground with their bodies charred and black, and their hairstyles were like afros.

Being able to put two high-grade Martial Kings into such a mess shows how terrifying the offensive king-level formation is!

…

"Head."

Liu Wanshi wiped her hands on her apron, then walked into the hall and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Jun Chang smiled and said: "This senior who has just joined the sect wants to try the food you made."

Liu Wanshi looked at Zhen Dejun, curled her lips and said: "Master, dinner is about to begin, and the disciples have to be busy."

The Iron Bone Sect now has nearly 10,000 disciples. Although Ouyang Jun helps, cooking every meal is a very heavy workload, so I have time to show off my cooking skills to others.

"That's right."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Go and do your work first, and then we'll talk about it after you're done."

"Um."

Liu Wanshi returned to the cafeteria.

"Mr. Zhen."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "It will be dinner time in a minute, you can eat with everyone."

Zhen Dejun shook his head and said: "The cooking method of the master chef is the same as the way I set up the formation. I just arranged it so casually. Even though it is a thunder gathering array, it is definitely not as powerful as a serious arrangement."

Oh!

This means that the previous mine gathering array was just made randomly, can it be arranged with a higher level?

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Mr. Zhen doesn't know something. Dudu is very demanding in his pursuit of food. Even a big pot of food can be regarded as a delicacy in the world."

"Yeah?"

Zhen Dejun said: "Then I will come and try it."

It can be seen from his eyes that he is very doubtful.

After all, there are so many disciples in a sect, and the workload of cooking is huge. If you rush to cook it quickly, it will definitely be soulless.

…

canteen.

Because there are more and more disciples, Li Qingyang has expanded it many times, and now it can accommodate 10,000 disciples.

For now, this is the widest and largest building of the Iron Bone Sect.

It's meal time.

The disciples rushed in, with sincere smiles on their faces.

Practicing martial arts is undoubtedly a boring thing, but eating a delicious meal can sweep away all fatigue and worries.

Jun Changxiao reformed the canteen, imitating the former world unit and school canteen, where students had to hold their own plates and queue up to receive meals.

Zhen Dejun came early.

When he saw the rice pails and dishes placed on the dining table, he shook his head.

Obviously.

These meals are all cooked together from the big pot.

The more it is like this, the less soul it has, so it can only be given a 'failure' rating.

"Mr. Zhen."

Jun Changxiao came over with a plate and said with a smile: "It's your first time joining the Iron Bone Sect. I will personally cook for you."

This all shows how eager a boss is for talents and how caring he is for his subordinates...Whether you believe it or not, I can't make it up anymore.

Zhen Dejun glanced at the rice, three dishes and one soup, shook his head and said: "Soulless food, eating it will only make me lose hope in life."

"..."

Jun Chang smiled and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This old man is really a bit awkward.

"Mr. Zhen."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "The quality of food cannot be judged by its appearance alone. Only after you have actually eaten it can you give a fair evaluation."

"All right."

Zhen Dejun picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'll just try it hard."

As he said this, he picked up a piece of eggplant and reluctantly put it into his mouth, tasting it with the attitude of a very picky customer.

Chew slowly.
To be continued...