Ximen's house is decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and everyone has a smile on their face.

In order to accumulate blessings for his son and express his gratitude to the villagers, Mr. Ximen directly set up the flowing water mat.

As long as they are villagers who come to congratulate, they don't need to give gifts, they can just sit down and eat.

However, due to the strong wind, the delicious dishes on the table were quickly blown cold and were even covered with a layer of sand and dust.

But even so, it still cannot stop the enthusiasm of the villagers.

Not for the food, but for the fun.

Feng Wan and Shang Xing Patriarch did not linger in the front yard, but came to the study room in the backyard with ease.

A barrier was set up in the study, but the barrier set up by the Mahayana Realm could not stop the Shangxing Ancestor at all.

Feng Wan hid in Ancestor Shangxing's Qiankun sleeve and listened to the conversation inside.

"I heard that you caught Bu Ran?"

"Hui Shengzun, that's right."

"Then you're pretty good."

"Holy Master, you deserve the award. I'm just lucky."

"That's true. How can you be Buran's opponent?"

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