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

Without stopping at all, they came and went in a hurry. In less than half an hour, tens of thousands of Divine Sword Peak disciples disappeared into the mission hall, leaving behind a mostly empty formation light curtain.

"I.........what the hell, I'm empty again."

"Is this a group of bandits?"

Seeing that the low-star missions were immediately taken over, leaving only high-level missions such as four-star and five-star missions, the disciples of each peak once again broke through the defense.

This is simply the passage of locusts.

Shi Song, who had been watching this scene secretly, also gritted his teeth. This time, Divine Sword Peak had once again accepted all the missions from the Mission Hall.

The third elder on the side said very calmly.

"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements."

As the third elder finished speaking, a batch of low-star missions were quickly updated on the formation light curtain, and only then did the disciples in each peak regain their composure.

"With so many people from Divine Sword Peak coming to take over the mission at the same time, it is normal for such a situation to occur. Senior brother, there is no need to worry too much."

This comforted Shi Song. After hearing this, Shi Song relaxed his brows and said.

"Well, then it's Junior Brother Lao."

"Don't worry, as long as the disciples of Shenjian Peak behave themselves, nothing will happen to the mission hall."

"That's good."

Seeing that the matter was over, Shi Song also left the mission hall, praying silently in his heart, hoping that he was overthinking.

The disciples who received the mission from Shenjian Peak had already arrived at Dao Yizong's horse farm one after another.

All the horses of the Dao Yizong are raised here. Of course, these horses are not ordinary horses. The lowest ones are half-demon beings, and the high-level ones even have demon horses in the mysterious demon realm.

The disciples selected suitable horses according to their actual conditions.

With so many disciples pouring in in an instant, the deacon in charge of the racecourse was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing..."

"Rent a horse, could I trouble the deacon to bring me a black-scaled horse?"

"I want a dragon horse."

"We also need a dragon horse here."

"And I."

"Chai Feng, here's a horse."

"Here we need a horse to chase electricity."

There were many disciples, one by one, and soon, more than half of the low-level horses in the racecourse were lost, and almost all the remaining horses were high-level horses.

"Brothers, remember our goal and be quick."

"Brother, don't worry."

"Okay, see you then, sect."

"it is good."

The entrance to the racecourse was filled with darkness. The disciples of Shenjian Peak riding demon horses of all levels said goodbye to each other and quickly dispersed, leaving the sect in different directions.

The racecourse deacon, who had witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, was still confused at this time.

"Why are so many disciples going out today?"

The demon horses raised at the Daoyizong Racecourse are mainly provided for Daoyizong disciples to use when going out.

The speed of the demon horse is very fast, but renting a horse requires sect points, and the price varies greatly depending on the level of the demon horse.

Low-priced horses are okay, but high-end horses cannot be rented by ordinary disciples. Even if there is this sect point, no one will waste it in this place and keep it to exchange for elixirs. Isn't the magic good?

Not long after the disciples from Divine Sword Peak left, other peak disciples came one after another.

Some of them had to leave the clan, some had to complete their tasks, and some had other things to do.

But when they came to the racecourse and took a look, they were dumbfounded.

In this huge horse farm, there are only two or three low-level demon horses left.

"Let me go, has this racecourse been robbed?"

When I came to the racecourse before, the number of monster horses that could be seen everywhere was now reduced by half.

It was simply outrageous, but after the shock, these disciples rented horses and left the sect.

Next, every group of disciples who came to the racecourse would be shocked by this scene.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer demon horses in the racecourse. In the end, all the low-level demon horses were gone.

When another disciple came, his scalp felt numb as he looked at the empty low-level demon horse area.

"Damn it, where are the horses? Where are there so many horses?"

For a moment, I felt like a beeping dog. The task was taken, but the horse was gone.

After asking the deacon, I learned that all the low-level demon horses have been rented out, and now there are only high-level demon horses.

But when asked about the price, the faces of these disciples instantly turned gloomy. They couldn't afford it at all.

They were all ordinary outer sect disciples. Not to mention whether they had enough sect points, even if they had enough, it would be difficult for them to control high-level demon horses based on their cultivation.

Seeing the uncertain faces of several disciples, the deacon said helplessly.

"How about you wait for a day, a disciple may return tomorrow, and then the low-level demon horse will be available."

"That's all it takes."

With a helpless sigh, they turned around and returned to the sect. They wasted a day in vain and felt extremely depressed.

Later, more disciples arrived, but almost all of them returned disappointed. Without the demon horse, it would be impossible to run away.

Except for a few disciples who raised monster beasts themselves, the other disciples had no choice but to turn back and wait until they had monster horses tomorrow before setting off again.

The incident at the racecourse did not attract any attention, and everyone thought it was just a coincidence.

As for Shenjian Peak, there were obviously a lot less people at this dinner. Many disciples finally had the kitchen food they had been longing for, and they were all very happy.

But after eating, the disciples quickly rushed to the main peak to take over the task.

This food is so delicious, they don’t want to be unable to eat it in the future, so they have to start practicing with all their strength now.

At night, the main peak ushered in another wave of Divine Sword Peak disciples. Although the number was much smaller, it still made the deacons of the mission hall worried for a while.

Fortunately, these disciples are very well-behaved. Each of them has three tasks and never takes more than one.

The only trouble is that when we get to the racecourse, there are no low-level demon horses.

In this regard, all the disciples of Shenjian Peak gathered together and simply went directly to Sanyuan City to rent horses.

The Divine Sword Peak became very quiet that night, with more than [-]% of the disciples going out on missions.

It was so quiet all of a sudden, which made people a little uncomfortable.

Outside Daoyizong, many disciples of Divine Sword Peak were galloping tirelessly in the night.

He galloped all the way to the mission location. Although it was already late at night, the outer disciple of Shenjian Peak didn't take any rest and went directly to the town member's house.

"I am a disciple of Taoist Sect. Let me tell you about the situation."

Looking at the Dao Yizong disciples who arrived in the middle of the night, the members of the party who had already fallen asleep still warmly welcomed them.

Seeing his anxious look, the officer was a little curious.

"Look, Master Immortal, it's getting late now. Why don't we... tomorrow?"

"No need, I'm very busy, you just talk about it."

Although the officials were confused about this, they still told the truth about the evil spirits in the town.

Hearing this, the disciple pondered for a moment, thought of a way to lure the snake out of the hole, and immediately began to order people to arrange extra help.

There was no intention of resting at all, and in the end, the evil spirit was successfully lured out and killed.

After completing the task, the disciple immediately got on his horse, glanced at the sky, and murmured secretly.

"You should have enough time to have breakfast."

This disciple completed the three tasks he took on in less than a day, and then, under the complicated gazes of the members and others, disappeared into the night and rushed back to Dao Yizong.

From entering the town to killing the evil spirits, the time spent was no more than a cup of tea.