Chapter 56: The leader exploded into fireworks!

The record of the six-member team from the Supreme Sect finally stopped at 152 plates. Lin Du was the last one to put down his chopsticks. He glanced at the chef who was rubbing his arm, and some belated apology rose in his heart.

"Tian Wu, how about giving our master a plaster?"

Xia Tian didn't respond. The chef's hand holding the knife was shaking. "No, we have to continue after applying it, right?"

Lin Du wasn't really full, but he was too embarrassed to continue eating. "No way, take a rest. I'll put the bill on it."

A group of people went out of the house in a mighty procession, just as there were two whooshing sounds outside, and fireworks rose into the dark night sky, followed by a gorgeous rain of light.

"Wow, the fireworks this year are so big. It turns out that people in the world of cultivation also set off fireworks." Yuan Ye put his hands behind his back and looked up at the night sky.

Lin Du narrowed his eyes. "Why do I feel like there's someone in that firework?"

Mo Lin shuddered, looked at it carefully, and then blurted out, "Fuck."

"Where are the guards of Junding Prefecture? Who dares to fight in Dingjiu City?!"

As he spoke, a black golden sword stick appeared in his hand, and he was about to fly up, but was stopped by Xia Tianwu.

"Master, that person seems to be..."

"Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't fight in Dingjiu City!"

"It seems to be our leader."

Mo Lin paused, turned around, and his already big eyes widened. His eyelids opened up, filled with disbelief. "Who are you talking about?"

The six people all looked up at the sky, and saw a red figure hanging in the air. A spiritual power rushed straight towards her, and then exploded into an exceptionally gorgeous spiritual light wave. The red spiritual light was incomparably bright, with a very large range, spreading out for dozens of feet, like an extremely gorgeous blooming peony.

"Oh, yes, it seems our leader is wearing red clothes today." Yuan Ye looked up for a while, reacted slowly, and suddenly followed me in a loud "sh*t".

"Our leader exploded into fireworks???"

Lin Du's eyes twitched, and he said seriously, "Master, during the New Year, let's set off some fireworks to liven up the atmosphere. Let us say, thank you, Master."

Ni Jinxuan was the first to respond obediently, "Thank you, Master."

Yuan Ye spoke subconsciously, "Thank you, Master."

Yan Qing felt something was wrong, but responded politely, "Thank you, Master."

Mo Lin's mouth twitched, "No, who wants the master to beat him personally? I'll go and take a look."

As soon as he went up, he heard a very familiar shout.

"Grand Sister! Grand Sister, you can't do that! You are the head of the sect! This is our Dingjiu City!!! You can't break the sect rules with your own hands!!"

"Hey, stop hitting me, Senior Sister, why are you hitting me too!"

His master, who was punished to settle accounts in Dingjiu City, was still holding an abacus in his hand. He seemed to be afraid of being accidentally hurt, so he stood far away and yelled at the top of his voice.

"Don't let me hear the word 'master', I get angry when I hear it!" Feng Chao sneered, hung in the air with his robes hunting, turned around and pointed at the spiritual power wave, and said angrily, "You still remember to come back?"

"Aren't you going to expel me from the sect? What are you doing back here?"

"If you are a man, don't come back for the rest of your life!!"

"What's the point of escaping from the battlefield? You just dumped the job of the head of the sect on me. Do you still have the nerve to come back and take the things from the Supreme Sect? Get down from here! Don't even enter the territory of the Supreme Sect!"

When Lin Du saw Mo Lin going up, he also took out his flying magic weapon and flew into the sky. He heard this sentence as soon as he came up. He suddenly realized that this scene seemed to have been seen in Lin Tuan's script. He immediately looked in the direction where Feng Chao was pointing and was about to curse.

There was a man's figure in the spiritual light waves.

The young man looked very young, wearing a white robe in the snowy night. He was not as neatly dressed as the disciples of the Supreme Sect. His black hair fluttered in the wind. There was only a golden divine seal on his forehead that glowed faintly. He looked like a man with autumn water as his god and jade as his bones.

Across the vast snow and wind, Lin Du met a pair of extremely dark and indifferent eyes.

Those were a pair of cold eyes, showing no sadness or joy, and they remained calm even when someone pointed at them and scolded them.

Lin Du could see clearly that the man was not like himself. No matter how hard he tried to suppress his anger, he would still show some relief through his movements and expressions. However, that man showed no sign of wavering and seemed not to care about anything.

Even if it is ice that has been frozen for ten thousand years, it can still give people a chill, but he is not cold. Instead, he is like something without any attributes, overlooking all the living things, without sadness or joy, worry or compassion.

At this moment, she finally understood why it took three thousand years of hardship to warm up such a person.

This thing is obviously a board of insulating material.

"Senior sister, senior sister, let's not be angry. Although I was wrong last year, it's the New Year now and we're here..." Ju Yuan was still trying to persuade her.

Feng Chao sneered, "He is causing trouble during the New Year. If he comes, get out of here right away."

"Ouch." Feng Chao was choked by a gust of wind and couldn't help coughing.

"Master sister, it's snowing so hard, why are you still outside in the wind?"

A greeting that was both wanton and caring penetrated the wind, snow, and the hustle and bustle of the world, and reached the ears of the leader who was on the verge of going berserk.

Lin Du then raised his hand, and the spiritual power of the Fu Sheng Fan poured out, and he spoke softly, "Stop."

For a moment, the ice and snow stopped and just hung in the air, as if frozen.

"The wind was too strong, so maybe that fellow Taoist couldn't hear your scolding. It's okay now."

Lin Du smiled and put away the Fu Sheng Fan, tilting his head, "By the way, who is this casual cultivator?"

Feng Chao was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled, "Come, come, little junior sister, let me introduce you to this person, the former number one talent on the Qingyun Ranking, Hou Cang."

She waved at Lin Du enthusiastically, and moved her to her side with her spiritual power. She hugged Lin Du's shoulders happily and looked back. "According to your original seniority in the Supreme Sect, this person is your junior sister. Now she is the most talented person on the Qingyun Ranking, Lin Du."

The two most gifted people looked at each other from a distance, one was as indifferent as snow, the other was as unrestrained as the wind. When their eyes met, it was Lin Du who spoke first.

"So it's you, Senior. I've heard a lot about you."

Lin Du clasped his fists and nodded, his posture respectful, but his eyes were unrestrained, like a long wind blowing thousands of miles away, rolling the grass and falling leaves.

After a long while, a reply came from the other side, "You are polite, Junior Sister."

Feng Chao pointed at Hou Cang and said, "Little Junior Sister, remember this, this is the last disciple of our former headmaster. He was a candidate for the new headmaster six hundred years ago. Unfortunately, he disobeyed his master and left without saying goodbye. He has only just returned. In your opinion, should you call him senior brother?"

Ju Yuan, who was holding an abacus in his hand, was sweating profusely as he spoke.

Lin Du suddenly tilted his head and smiled, and the frozen snow in the sky suddenly began to fall again.

"Grandma Sister, it's snowing hard today. Why don't you ask Senior Hou Cang why you came to Dingjiu City as a guest?"