"Your trip to the Biyun Mountains is quite complete." Xiangxiu commented.

It is not only a personal vendetta, but naturally there is also a public side...... For example, measure the progress of this kid's strength.

"You also let me hammer ninety-nine hammers to be considered complete." Li Su muttered.

Xiang Xiu squinted, "Your thoughts are dangerous. ”

"Just kidding." Li Su sat up and said with a smile, "Even if I am stronger than you in the future, it will definitely be impossible to beat you, Uncle Shi, right?"

My respect for you, Uncle Shi, is like a surging river, stretching endlessly. ”

Xiangxiu looked at Li Su steadily, how could she not hear the threat of this kid.

"Today, as an uncle, I will teach you a lesson." Xiangxiu said, her red lips gently spit out four words, "Don't use the hidden dragon." ”

The voice fell, and Li Su flew up again.

"If you have the ability, don't use a weapon, just hit me with your fist!" Li Su, who was flying in the air, shouted.

Xiangxiu snorted lightly, her figure flashed, her feet kept stretching out, kicking Li Su's waist, and hurried in the direction of Laojun Mountain.

Li Su, who was constantly kicked, gently stroked the clothes on his body, signaling that Bing Qingya didn't need to help him resist.

"Master, Uncle Xiangxiu has no malice." Bing Qingya's voice sounded in Li Su's mind.

"Needless to say?" Li Su said secretly, naturally knowing that Xiangxiu had no malicious intentions, he just wanted to beat him up.

In fact, this is also what Li Su intentionally did.

He could imagine how messy Uncle Xiangxiu, who had been secretly protecting his safety, when he was with Hua Yunzhi.

I must have been sulking for a long time.

"It's a pity that it's Uncle Shi." Li Su was a little regretful.

“……”

In the early morning, the light is faint.

Laojun Mountain.

Accompanied by a loud crane song, a group of guests from the rivers and lakes who came to congratulate began to climb the mountain one after another.

Eight birthday banquets have been held in a row, and Lao Jianxian is already familiar with receiving these guests from all sides.

He divided the banquet into two areas, one area was dedicated to receiving the young Tianjiao; An area is dedicated to guests over the age of 30.

Under the guidance of the two boys of Laojun Mountain, Jianqing and Jianming, a group of guests climbed to the top of the mountain in an orderly manner and walked into the Laojun Temple.

Laojunguan is very large, with a square courtyard more than 100 zhang long, and a spacious huge palace.

The young Tianjiao gathered in the courtyard of the square.

It was close to noon.

"Lao Yu has prepared excellent truffle wine, snow lotus seeds, orchid cake and longevity noodles for you." The voice of the old sword fairy, like a warm spring breeze, sounded in the ears of the guests, "You don't need to be polite, you can drink and talk freely." ”

In the courtyard of the square.

There are low tables around it, and Tianjiao from all over the world, either drinking alone or in groups of three or five, gather together to talk.

Wen Yu from the Wen family, Duanmu Congliang from the Duanmu family, and Zhou Futian from the Lingshan Sword Sect met unexpectedly.

The three of them once participated in the entrance assessment of the Golden Scale Gate together, and now they see each other again, and they all have a sense of reunion with old friends.

During the conversation, Li Su was inevitably talked about.

"Did you say the kid was coming?" Wen Yu took a sip of wine.

Zhou Futian said: "When I came, my master said that every time the old sword immortal celebrates his birthday, the Golden Scale Gate will send a gift. ”

"Is that coming?" Wen Yu and Duanmu Congliang's eyes lit up.

"You're talking about Boyang Gongzi?" At the next table, a young man couldn't help but interject.

Duanmu Congliang and Zhou Futian glanced at the young man.

"His name is Duan Liang." Wen Yu smiled.

"Duan Liang?" Duanmu Congliang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he vaguely felt that this name seemed to be in conflict with himself.

"Duan Liang in Xiayun Prefecture."

It was Duan Liang, who had just returned from the Biyun Mountain Range, who had just interjected.

"Lingshan Sword Sect, Zhou Futian."

"Jingzhou, Duanmu Congliang."

"I don't have to introduce it." Wen Yu said with a smile, he and Duan Liang are both from Yunzhou, and they have met several times on some occasions, and they can be regarded as a little friend.

"Prince Boyang did come to Shuzhou recently." Duan Liang said in a low voice.

The words fell, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet in an instant.

Duan Liang's heart skipped slightly, and he quietly swept around, finding that many people had looked at it.

"Did you see him?" Wen read curiously.

Duan Liang hesitated for a while, originally, he heard that Wen Yu, Duanmu Congliang, and Zhou Futian knew Li Su, so he took the initiative to speak and mention Li Su.

However, at this moment, the surrounding Tianjiao seemed to be listening, which made him realize that leaking Li Su's whereabouts here might cause some trouble to Li Su.

"Just say it." Zhou Futian said, "He is a disciple of the Golden Scale Sect, and he is destined to be in the spotlight." ”

"That's it..."Duan Liang nodded and said in a low voice, "I had a relationship with the prince of Boyang in the Biyun Mountain Range. ”

"Biyun Mountains? What is he doing over there? "Wen read curiously.

Most of the people around silently pricked up their ears.

"Hehe~, that's not something I can know." Duan Liang smiled and added, "Gongzi Boyang came without a trace, and went without a trace. ”

"Did you see that thing, then? Is it really as big as the legend says? At this time, someone couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, this ......" Duan Liang's cheeks flushed a little and shook his head, "How could he be in front of me, revealing that... Plaything. ”

Zhou Futian, Duanmu Congliang, and Wen Yu glanced at each other, and drank silently with a tacit understanding.

They've seen it, but they're ashamed to say it.

"His stuff is really big." In the crowd, a big man with a beard said leisurely.

Everyone looked at each other.

"I'll go, why are you here?" Wen Yu's eyes widened, and he recognized the bearded man.

At the beginning, when the third level of the Golden Scale Gate was assessed, this person's sense of existence was very strong.

What puzzled Wen Yu was, how could this person be in the courtyard of the square?

"Why can't I be here?" The bearded man looked puzzled.

Wen Yu said angrily: "Look around, which one is not a young man?" ”

The bearded man glared, "Lao Tzu is twenty-nine this year, and he is not yet thirty, why is he not a young man?" ”

"Twenty-nine?" Everyone was stunned, and immediately scrutinized the bearded man's face.

"You're twenty-nine?" The warm reading voice is improved by several points.

"What? You don't believe it? The bearded man glared at Wen Yu.

"Ask, do anyone around believe it?" Wen read and complained.

"Uncle, before you pretend to be a young man, shave your beard first." Someone reminded with a smile.

The bearded man stroked his beard and snorted softly, "Lao Tzu just looks mature." ”

The crowd was speechless.

"Ahem~." At this time, Tong Jianming, who was in charge of entertaining Tianjiao in the courtyard, couldn't help but smile and said, "This Qiao Jushi is indeed only twenty-nine years old. ”

"Sort of?" Duanmu is very keen.

"Well, he only has twenty-nine years of memory." Jian Ming smiled, "So, he said that he was twenty-nine years old, at least in Laojun Mountain, it was no problem." ”

"Hey, do you hear that? Lao Tzu is twenty-nine years old. The bearded man smiled.

“……”

The crowd was speechless.

Wen Yu couldn't help but ask, "Little Master Jianming, how are you sure that he only has twenty-nine years of memory?" ”

"The boundary monument you encountered when you climbed the mountain has a spiritual array on it." Jian Ming explained, "That spirit array was obtained by my master from a ruin in the depths of the East China Sea, and it can measure bone age and memory age.

This Qiao Jushi is indeed only twenty-nine years old. ”

"Can bone age be different from memory age?" Duan Liang muttered, and as soon as he finished muttering, he reacted.

Amnesia!

"What is his exact bone age?" Wen Yu asked curiously.

Jian Ming shook his head with a smile and said, "That's Qiao Jushi's secret. ”

Wen Yu pursed his lips and muttered, "At least forty-five." ”

"If Lao Tzu is forty-five, you should call Lao Tzu an uncle." The bearded man squinted and read.

"I call you uncle, can you afford it?" Wen Yu sneered back.

The bearded man glared, and just as he was about to go back again, he heard Jian Ming let out a soft sound.

"Huh?" Jian Ming stared at the jade card in his hand, his eyes full of surprise.

"What's wrong?" The crowd was curious.

"Uh...... Here comes a person who is older than his bone age. ”