Something is wrong with my junior sister after her spiritual veins were destroyed

You Fengbu used Afterimage, but for some reason, there seemed to be a lot more monks heading towards the cafeteria today.

The most important thing is that there are also sword-controlling cultivators!

Don’t all cultivators in the foundation-building stage practice fasting?

"Brother Zhang, you see the sister in front of us who can't fly a sword is using body skills to hurry up. She must be in a hurry to get in line. We should also use body skills. If we are late, there will be no food."

"Brother Yang is right, let's go."

Su Zi took in all the words of the two inner disciples beside him.

Before he could react, the two figures had already run far away.

What the hell?

She used the Youfengbu to travel simply to improve her proficiency!

It’s not about queuing for meals!

Wait...when do we have to queue up to eat?

"If it's too late, there will be no food..."

Su Zi reacted belatedly and quickly performed the You Feng Bu at his fastest speed.

What a joke! If she can’t eat it, she can only rely on eating golden spirit fruit to fill her hunger!

One after another, two more sword-flying disciples flew past her, and her desire to eat instantly reached its peak.

From afar, the canteen, which was originally deserted, was now crowded.

The queue stretched from the entrance of the canteen to outside the canteen, and there were estimated to be about 100 to 200 people in line.

Seeing that there were monks approaching from all directions using their body skills, Su Zi quickly lined up at the end of the team.

As soon as she stopped, several disciples lined up behind her.

Looking at the long queue, Su Zi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"What kind of lunch is it that makes her, a cannon fodder who is personally taught by her, line up to eat it?"

"Junior sister, do you know what's going on? Why are there so many people coming to the dining hall today? I see that usually there are not many people coming."

Standing behind Su Zi was a female cultivator wearing outer sect clothing and a high ponytail, looking very heroic.

"Hello, Senior Sister. The old chef in the dining hall left yesterday, and a new senior brother came to cook. The food he cooks is not only delicious, but can also help people break through!"

"Hey, Senior Sister, can you please not spread this out? Otherwise, it will be too difficult to queue up. I came late yesterday afternoon and didn't get to eat. I don't know if it will be my turn today..."

As the junior sister spoke, she stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction of the cafeteria, swallowing her saliva.

What a magical meal!

Su Zi's eyes widened.

It doesn’t matter whether it can be a breakthrough or not, the most important thing is that it tastes good!

After that, more disciples came one after another. Some of them offered to exchange spirit stones, contribution points, elixirs, etc. with the disciples in front of them in the queue, just hoping to be able to line up a little further.

Su Zi also saw a familiar figure in the crowd. Who else could it be but Wang Lin?

He was standing in the front half of the crowd and was apparently one of the first to arrive. Dressed in the attire of an inner sect disciple, his small figure, like the other cultivators, raised his head and drooled as he looked at the dining hall.

"It smells so good!"

The aroma of food spread from the dining hall to the end of the crowd.

The air was filled with a mouth-watering fragrance, and Su Zi's tongue began to secrete saliva spontaneously.

Oh my God!

She had lived for more than twenty years in her previous life and had never smelled anything so fragrant. It was as if the scent went straight through the tip of her nose to her scalp, and her entire head was filled with that lingering fragrance.

"Come out! Come out!"

"Don't squeeze!"

"Who stepped on my foot!"

"..."

Someone shouted and the crowd started to move.

As the door of the dining hall opened, a handsome man walked out. He was wearing the clothes of an outer sect disciple and an apron around his waist.

Yes, you read that right, an apron!

How could there be aprons in the world of immortal cultivation?

"We've made enough for today, don't crowd us, the old rules are, one portion per person, no more, let's get started!"

After the disciple finished speaking, the commotion in the crowd subsided a little. The disciples in front and behind were crowded together. If it weren't for the fact that Su Zi was a direct disciple, she would have become one of them.

The team was moving forward, but Su Zi was already caught in a struggle between his inner thoughts and his inner desires.

Why is this disciple who cooks wearing an apron? Is he also a time traveler?

And this scene of people queuing for food, the setting that the food is not only delicious but also can help people break through, and the "tyrannical clause" that each person can only take a limited amount of food, why does it sound so much like the kind of male food god literature I read in my previous life!!!

Although Su Zi was thinking, he kept moving forward with the team.

The disciples who had queued up to buy their meals simply found a place to squat in the yard and began to devour the food voraciously.

That gave Su Zi the illusion that he was in a refugee camp.

"Senior Sister Su!" A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Su Zi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Lin coming towards her with a large bowl of rice.

As he got closer, the scent became stronger.

The people around him were all swallowing their saliva because of greed. Su Zi also swallowed his saliva quietly before greeting him.

"Junior Brother Wang Lin."

"Senior Sister Su, I'll give you this first. I tell you, this is delicious!"

The little guy walked up to Su Zi and handed the big bowl of braised pork rice to Su Zi, his face full of happiness.

"Tsk, you little boot-licker." Someone in the crowd sneered.

"That's right, you are already an inner disciple, but you still rely on this kind of trick to curry favor with your own disciples. What a lackey!"

"You don't have any dignity as a cultivator."

"..."

Those who practice Taoism are really violent.

As these discussions continued, Wang Lin's expression became somewhat ugly, and his hands began to tremble.

"There are cultivators putting pressure on him." Jin Yu suddenly spoke.

"Let us out." Awu's cool voice suddenly sounded.

"Just teach those gossipers and those who put pressure on Wang Lin a lesson."

After Su Zi finished speaking, he directly summoned A Wu and Jin Yu out of the spirit beast space.

Jin Yu came out and directly wrapped around Su Zi's wrist, while the Void Vine shrank its body to the size of a palm and suddenly jumped onto Su Zi's shoulder.

At the same time, Jin Yu directly released the pressure of the Jindan stage to the guy in the foundation-building stage.

Wang Lin suddenly felt that the thing that had been pressing on him disappeared.

Behind Su Zi, an inner sect disciple spat out a mouthful of blood and fell outside the team, trying to get up by supporting himself with his hands.

At the same time, Ah Wu used his power of the void to slap those who were talking in the air.

Without exception, they were all ranked behind them.

Su Zi had never cultivated his spiritual sense, so he didn't realize who it was, but it was different for A Wu and Jin Yu.

"Harsh words hurt people in June, so watch your mouth."

Su Zi did not name any of them, but just looked at the outer disciples who had strange expressions.

Seeing her look, those disciples could only hide in the team and pretend to be quails.

"You are a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and yet you are putting pressure on a kid in the Qi Refining Stage to show off your ability, right?" Su Zi looked at the disciple who was lying on the ground with a painful look on his face, and spoke in a bad tone.

The Qi Refining disciples around him didn't know what happened to him, they only knew that he suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground.

However, those in the Foundation Establishment Stage understood that the pressure that was suppressing that person was from the Golden Core Stage.

"I'm... I'm... sorry..." The man squeezed out a few words from his mouth, and Jin Yu withdrew the pressure with Su Zi's consent.

The pressure disappeared, and the man tremblingly took out a pill from his storage ring, swallowed it, and left as if escaping.

Su Zi, who was turning around to talk to Wang Lin, obviously did not see the hatred that flashed across the man's eyes.

But Jin Yu didn't miss it.

"Then I won't be polite to you."

Su Zi said this as she took the meal that Wang Lin was holding, not knowing whether she should hand it to her, and then let him stand in her queue.

"But I'm not very hungry. I'll wait for you over there and we'll eat together."

Su Zi noticed the little guy's discomfort, so he raised his hand and rubbed his head to comfort him.

"Ok!"

After the incident just now, the team became much quieter.

He no longer dared to look at Su Zi and Wang Lin with that inquiring gaze.

The scene just now was also seen by Xiao Yizi who was serving rice.

Humph, those people bullied his benefactor. If it weren’t for that little guy, he would have lost his life. He must be severely punished!

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Xiao Yizi felt scared again. His hand shook and half of the meat in the spoon fell out. He quickly scooped another half spoonful for the person.