Douluo: I Am a Cook, and the Whole Sect Is Crying?

He was picked up by Chen Xin and brought back to the Qibao Glazed Sect, where he awakened the Yongling Sword and the Dragon Turning Pot. He originally thought about cooking, playing with Ning Rongrong for a while, and then taking time to practice, so his life would be comfortable. But gradually, something seems to be wrong with this sect. A plate of Dongpo Pork was served on the table, and the two people, who were usually brothers, almost started fighting with their chopsticks. "We are brothers. I can let you do anything else, but you can't take this piece of meat from me." "You've already eaten three fucking pieces!" The food is not only delicious, but it can also restore soul power and help with cultivation. Who can sit still now? He slept comfortably at night, but all the disciples were tossing and turning. "Damn, why isn't it still dawn?" "What will you eat tomorrow?" "No matter what he eats, go ahead and wait in line." As the soul ring of the Jade Dragon Pot increased, the soul power generated ingredients, and legendary dishes were also served on the table. Rainbow porridge detoxifies, and century soup can even regenerate severed limbs. At this time, even the Titled Douluo began to run towards the kitchen. "How about another meal tonight?" As soon as these words came out, everyone instantly agreed. "Cultivation consumes a lot of energy, so eating more is also for your health." "I agree." "Agreed." It's bullshit for your health, you are just greedy. But after thinking about it, it's not impossible to have a late night snack, but what about my own practice? "I'll chop tomorrow's firewood." "I wash the dishes." "You can practice with peace of mind. If you are missing anything, tell me!"