Bai Lang is tall and strong, and he squeezed into it forcefully, of course, everyone had to open their mouths to scold However, when they saw this person, they all shrank their eggs. Squeezed in and saw that it was a lantern to celebrate his birthday, and the magnificent mansion in front of him was hung with lanterns, pasted couplets, and colored silk tie flowers, "Golden Knife Gate?" Bai Lang looked at the plaque on the mansion and asked.

"Today, the head of the Golden Dao Gate Pu is 50 years old, so the banquet is open to entertain all the fathers and fellow villagers. There will always be enthusiastic people in this world, and as soon as he heard Bai Lang's words, he immediately explained, "So everyone is queuing?" Bai Lang said, "Free food, count me in! All of them are lined up! Don't cut the line!"

Many people glared angrily, but after seeing Bai Lang's physique, they could only dare to be angry and not dare to speak. As for Bai Lang, he doesn't take it seriously at all, he has free food to eat, and the face of the innate master is a fart.

Along the way, he also inquired about the enthusiasts, and asked the enthusiasts to stand in front of him, "Oh, oh, oh, it turns out that the Golden Knife Gate is a card." There is actually a reputation for 'righteous thin clouds'? This Pu Xiangpu Gate Master is really a cow! Is it really an innate master, or is it 'this' in Jicheng?"

The mouth of eating people is soft, and the enthusiastic person is about to blow the master of Pu Xiang Pu to the sky, and stretches out a thumbs up to indicate that this master of Pu is "this", of course, the people behind have heard it, of course, the master of Pu is a congenital master, but to say that he is "this", he himself does not dare to admit it, whether he can rank the top twenty masters in this Jicheng is difficult to say.

However, today's people have a birthday, and the fifty-year-old congenital master can be called young and strong, of course, it is a sedan chair person who carries people. Bai Lang also gave a thumbs up, "Sure enough, this is it!" he continued to talk to the enthusiast hahaha.

Then he made the "bottom line" of the Golden Knife Gate clear.

The four masters in the Golden Dao Gate are all congenital masters, and they are also brothers with excellent feelings. The head of the senior brother "Yi Bo Yuntian" Pu Xiang, the second senior brother "Benevolence and Righteousness" will Daozi and the third senior brother "Grace and Righteousness" Fengchun, and finally there is a little junior brother and the fourth master "sacrifice life and righteousness" Guan Ba.

There are hundreds of disciples in the door, and there are quite a few industries in the entire Jicheng that belong to this golden knife gate, which can be called a daily gold fight - a golden knife a day is absolutely no problem. "Then where did this Golden Daomen make a fortune?" Bai Lang also asked, and then the information he got was that he was a prostitute and gambler to settle the ground dispute, which was definitely a Xiangxian sect.

This flowing water mat is the school field in the Golden Knife Gate, and even the courtyards of the neighbors are occupied, but everyone is not dissatisfied with the money. Those who go in can kowtow or clasp their fists and shout "I wish Master Pu a long life!" and then they can go to the seat and sit in a seat and eat a set meal sent to them - it is still a meat, a vegetarian and a soup, the rice is full, and you can spare a bowl of wine to drink.

These are all flowing water seats for neighbors, as for martial arts colleagues, they are going through another door, and the banquet they eat is completely different. However, Bai Lang would rather mingle with the neighbors than think about going to the other side. Soon it was Bai Lang, and he had just stepped into the gate - the neighbors gave Park Xiang a birthday celebration, and he couldn't see him at all, just walk to the front hall here in the school yard and kowtow.

As soon as Bai Lang stepped into the gate, a person immediately flashed out next to him, looking at Bai Lang carefully, "This strong man, please go this way!" he said after looking at Bai Lang, and made a gesture to guide the way. "Wow! I can see that I have martial arts, and it should be above the level, so you have to take me to the back. Bai Lang also knew about this situation, he touched his face again, "Sure enough, if you look handsome, you have a card!"

Bai Lang is a congenital master, and the golden bell jar magic is not known for its brilliance and prominence, and he is still very able to suppress his breath, so he walked all the way and others did not recognize him as a congenital master. Bai Lang saw a middle-aged man sitting in the Taishi chair from a distance, and after being brought over, Bai Lang also hugged his fists and said, "I wish the master of Pumen a birthday!"

He didn't have any birthday gifts, and soon there was a real master coming - there was a disciple at the door shouting, "Baili Evergreen Du stop cup, Du Gang Master has arrived!" So this Pu Xiang also stood up and hugged his fists to give Bai Lang a salute, and he quickly went out of the door. Bai Lang was brought to the Eight Immortals table on the side, and the people sitting on the left and right were all young martial arts people, and listening to their words should have been brought by the elders.

Those martial arts juniors and martial arts people without sects eat and drink here, and the people in the hall are all martial arts masters. Bai Lang didn't care about this, he didn't know how happy he was to eat and drink, the chicken, duck and fish were very rich, and the wine was naturally drunk casually, and he could talk to the young people around him, which was far happier than going inside to sit with a group of middle-aged people.

After eating and drinking, it was getting west, and a little girl ran outside the door, and when she rushed to the inner hall, she shouted "Grandpa!" It seems that she is also the granddaughter of Pu Xiang who came to celebrate her birthday. "This little girl is only ten years old, and she was born as a little beauty embryo. Bai Lang glanced at it and thought.

As for the other family members, the guests outside can't see it, but although Bai Lang can't see it, he can know how many masters there are in the inner hall under the induction of the qi. Park Xiang himself is a loyal man who seems to be in his thirties, and his brothers are also loyal, worthy of their respective nicknames.

Bai Lang was full of food and drink, playing with the wine glass in his hand, but his brows furrowed slightly, "Someone is here again? Is it possible that he is a friend who lives far away?" And at this time, Pu Xiang appeared at the door of the inner hall with his junior brothers, "Everyone came to participate in my fiftieth birthday, which can be regarded as a brother." If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home!, junior brother, let's go and toast with all of you!"

Everyone didn't dare to sit down, and they all stood up and toasted, but Bai Lang didn't care - everyone stood up, then they all stood up.

Park Xiang's gesture was originally to raise a glass, but suddenly it turned into a slow down...... "It's you!" he said to the front. "Pu Xiang Pu is celebrating his birthday, why don't you invite us old friends to have fun together?" A voice came from outside, and then a middle-aged monk with kind eyebrows appeared at the door.

"Six-and-a-half minutes!'Worm and don't move' debate machine monk!" said a martial arts veteran standing next to Pu Xiang. "Six-and-a-half-hall?" Bai Lang repeated, "There are also six-and-a-half-hall here?"

But no one paid attention to him, everyone's attention was on this debate monk, "No, no, no, today's matter has nothing to do with the six and a half halls, it is the poor monk, the poor monk's own business." The monk patted the obvious logo on his robe. "You joined the ...... of the six-and-a-half-minute class," Pu Xiang's words were quite bitter.

And the monk just put his palms together and said, "Amitabha!", and all the elders who wished him birthday had a slight change in complexion. "Master Pumen, don't you invite the poor monk to drink a glass of vegetarian wine when you celebrate your birthday?" said the monk with a smile.