I started as an exile, and I relied on space to support my family of loyal heroes.

After saying that, Ma Chengye took advantage of Shang Lu's stunned state and ran away.

He was afraid of Shang Lu. The leaps in his words were so big that he couldn't react.

Also, why is she so curious?

Shang Lu wasn't a talkative person when he was in front of his master before, right?

He is so young but has two faces.

“.....Mao Changshou!!?” Shang Lu rolled his eyes speechlessly as he looked at Ma Chengye who ran away.

These three words reminded her of Lin Changshou.

Well, she has to practice martial arts well and strive to be like Lin Changshou in the future and follow her master to roam the world.

.......

"Grandpa, why is there smoke coming out of your head?"

Lin Changshou looked at Lin Yiran with horror.

"Smoke!?" Lin Yiran blinked in confusion and raised her hand to touch the top of her head.

I don't feel anything.

She didn't feel very hot, so why was her head so hot that it was smoking?

Lin Changshou pursed his lips tightly and raised three fingers, "Three...three puffs of smoke!"

Why do they look so much like the three incense sticks lit in an incense burner?

When this thought flashed through his mind, Lin Changshou's heart skipped a beat. He quickly shook his head to get rid of the thought from his mind.

How could the ancestor be an incense burner?

But......

Lin Changshou frowned and looked at the three streams of smoke with worry on his face.

This doesn't look like the kind of heat that would smoke.

"What!?" Lin Yiran widened her eyes in shock, reached into her pocket and took out a small mirror the size of a palm, holding it in front of her eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Yiran was stunned.

If she had a complicated hairstyle, then the three streams of hot air could be explained.

But....she just tied her hair into a high bun and a red headband.

What on earth are these three puffs of... smoke? ....heat? ....

"Master!" Ah Zheng walked into the hall with a pot of fruit tea in his hand, and the moment he saw Lin Yiran, the smile on his lips froze.

He stared at the three puffs of smoke above Lin Yiran's head with wide eyes, his face full of shock.

Could it be that the master has mastered the "Samadhi Flame Dragon Skill" that the death warriors say no one has ever mastered?

It is said that the person who has mastered this martial art is no different from a half-step immortal, and is invincible in the world.

The master's martial arts skills were already superb, and now he has mastered the Three Flame Dragon Skills. This is simply...

Ah Zheng's excited heart beat faster and faster, and the shock on his face turned into surprise. He knelt down excitedly.

"Congratulations, Master. Congratulations, Master, on your great accomplishment. You are invincible in the world!!"

Lin Yiran, who was staring at the three puffs of smoke in the mirror, was startled. She looked at Ah Zheng, who was kneeling at the door, with a confused look on her face.

"What great achievement!?"

What did she practice?

Ever since she took the elixir that granted her peerless martial arts skills, she no longer needed to practice martial arts.

Also, what is the Samadhi Flame Dragon Technique? She has no idea of ​​this technique.

Lin Changshou looked at Ah Zheng in surprise and waved at him.

"Ah Zheng, come here quickly."

Ah Zheng nodded, stood up excitedly and walked in front of the two of them, looking at Lin Yiran with surprise in his eyes,

"Congratulations, Master, for mastering the Samadhi Flame Dragon Technique!"

Lin Changshou's eyes widened in shock, his heart pounding.

As expected of our ancestor, he has mastered the magical skill without even realizing it.

Lin Yiran looked at Ah Zheng who was speaking seriously, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Bullshit!

She didn't feel any physical changes.

She was just choosing the New Year's Eve dinner, but she didn't eat any pills.

Tonight’s New Year’s Eve banquet, everyone in the Xiao family had the same meal.

She had already sent the New Year's Eve dinner to each member of the Xiao family.

If we can't celebrate the New Year together, then it's the same thing to eat from the same table and celebrate the New Year together.

The eldest brother requested 8 tables for the New Year's Eve dinner, and she tripled the amount to 24 tables.

There is no way. Everyone at eldest brother's place is a big eater. Most of the Lin family army is at eldest brother's place. Even if we supply them with normal amounts, it will not be enough to eat.

Anyway, the table is big enough, and there is enough space to stack three dishes on it.

Xiao Yunzhan requested two tables for the New Year's Eve dinner, but she gave him four tables.

Most of the dishes are seafood, which doesn’t take up too much space in your stomach.

My second and third brothers provided two tables for the New Year’s Eve dinner. No matter how big of an eater the two brothers are, two tables are enough.

Speaking of which, the loneliest ones are my second and third brothers, as they spent the New Year alone at the post station.

General Xiao asked for two tables, and she gave him four tables, and asked them to give the extra to their capable subordinates. (New Year's Eve banquet, Internet photo)

Could it be that by choosing a New Year's Eve banquet, she triggered some kind of magic?

"The smoke... is gone!?" Lin Changshou watched the smoke above Lin Yiran's head slowly become less and less, and then disappear, and looked at her curiously.

"Ancestor, do you feel anything?"

He was busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner given by the God King on the table and didn't notice when smoke started coming out of his master's head.

The old ancestor didn't look like he was possessed.

What Ah Zheng said made sense, so it was possible that our ancestor had really mastered a new skill.

Lin Yiran raised her hand and touched the top of her head, then gave a dry laugh.

"I don't feel anything."

Her eyes fell on the teapot that Ah Zheng was holding. "Is this fruit tea?"

Ah Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he withdrew his gaze from Lin Yiran's head, raised the teapot in his hand, and smiled.

"This is tea made from the apples, strawberries, and oranges given by the master. It's sweet and delicious."

After he finished speaking, Ah Zheng's eyes unconsciously glanced at the top of Lin Yiran's head.

The three puffs of smoke were so thin that they could not be seen clearly.

The excitement in his heart had not yet passed, and he really wanted to see the master demonstrate the legendary Samadhi Flame Dragon Technique.

However, he didn't dare to open his mouth and ask his master to show him.

With his status, he has no right to ask his master to demonstrate advanced martial arts to him.

Lin Yiran took the teapot and looked at the New Year's Eve dinner on the table.

"Tell them to come to the living room to eat quickly after the dumplings are cooked."

"Just cook a little bit of the dumplings for your convenience. There will be plenty of food for tonight."

"Go and hurry up. The food won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Yes!" A Zheng responded excitedly, turned around and ran out of the living room.

There were six big pots burning in the kitchen, and everyone was busy cooking dumplings, glutinous rice balls and so on.

"Still looking!" Lin Yiran turned to look at Lin Changshou, "Put the food on the table. Our table is large, so if that doesn't work, we can put a small table next to it to put the food on."

Lin Jiajun and she were at the same table, and they could all eat. Three times the amount of food was not enough, so she ordered four times the amount.

It’s New Year’s Day, we have to make sure people have enough to eat.

Lin Changshou smiled innocently and looked away from Lin Yiran's head. "Yes, I'll go move the table right away."

After watching Lin Changshou leave, Lin Yiran raised her small mirror and looked carefully, frowning in confusion.

"Why do these three faint puffs of smoke look like the incense is about to burn out?"

"Hey~~ This is weird..."

.......