"Brother Boyang." Wen Du cupped his hands and greeted with a smile.
"You still owe me a full poison feast, don't forget it." Li Su Youyou reminded.
Wen Du's eyelids twitched slightly, but the smile on his face remained, "Of course I won't forget it."
"Brother Boyang." Duanmu Congliang also greeted him with his hand.
Li Su stared at Duanmu Congliang, suddenly pointed at Duan Liang who was standing behind Wen Du, and asked: "Do you know what this young master's name is?"
Duanmu Congliang was startled, then his face twitched a little, and he hummed in response.
"My segments are segments one after another, not disconnected segments." Duan Liang explained weakly.
"Just kidding." Li Su laughed, his eyes falling on Zhou Futian.
"You are much stronger than before." Zhou Futian said softly.
"Both each other." Li Su smiled.
"Take a seat first." Jian Ming whispered.
"good."
All the geniuses, including Li Su, returned to the square courtyard of Laojun Temple.
Li Su naturally sat at the same table with Zhou Futian, Wen Du, and Duanmu Congliang.
"Are you the only one who came to the Golden Scale Sect?" Wen Du asked in a low voice.
"That's right." Li Su said. When approaching Laojun Mountain, Xiangxiu hid her figure and had no intention of showing up at Laojun Mountain.
"If you are the only one here, then just give the gift from your Golden Scale Sect to Jian Ming." Wen Du reminded.
"Uh... Okay." Li Su nodded, flipped his right hand slightly, and a pink peach the size of a basketball fell into the palm of his hand.
The eyes of everyone around him suddenly fell on Li Su again.
To be precise, on this peach.
"What a big peach." Someone exclaimed.
"Did you pick this from the Biyun Mountains?" the bearded man asked in surprise.
Li Su smiled and said: "That is a magical mountain range."
With that said, he handed the peach to Jianming.
"Please, fellow Taoist, please help me present it." Li Su said warmly.
"Okay." Jian Ming nodded, holding the peach and ran towards the main hall.
"I heard that the Biyun Mountains are full of poisonous diseases and strange beasts are rampant... Is it true or false?" Wen Du asked curiously.
Li Su muttered: "It's almost the same. There and this side are like two worlds."
"Yes, it's very dangerous there, and the strange beasts are particularly powerful." Duan Liang, who was at the next table, interjected, "If Brother Boyang hadn't saved us, Uncle Zhu, Uncle Gu, I, and I would have been in trouble over there."
"Let's talk about it in detail." Duanmu Congliang also became interested.
Duan Liang glanced at Li Su.
Li Su nodded slightly.
"We first encountered a big black tiger that was two feet long..." Duan Liang recounted.
Li Su smiled, drinking and listening, thinking to himself, if these people knew what he had done in the Biyun Mountains, they would probably be shocked to the point of numbness, right?
All Duan Liang knew was the Black Flame Tiger and the Three-Legged Demon Frog.
In Li Su's journey to the Biyun Mountains, these two strange beasts can only be regarded as a very small part of his experience.
While Duan Liang was speaking, the entire square courtyard was silent, everyone was listening quietly.
Prodigious figures such as Zhou Futian, Duanmu Congliang, and Wen Du were listening and silently measuring Li Su's strength.
"If it hadn't been for Brother Boyang's rescue, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance to drink with you at this moment." At the end of the sentence, Duan Liang looked grateful.
"Brother Duan is so polite." Li Su raised his glass in tribute to Duan Liang.
"Slaying a tiger counts as an achievement?" A soft hum suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked at a table on the north side of the courtyard.
In front of the short table, a young man and woman sat.
The speaker was a girl wearing a yellow dress. She raised her white chin and looked at Li Su.
The young man next to the girl had sweat on his forehead.
"The speaker is Ouyang Yujie, the daughter of the Ouyang family. Next to her is her brother Ouyang Qingshu." Duanmu Congliang introduced in a low voice.
"So beautiful..." Duan Liang's eyes were a little crazy.
"Slaying the tiger is indeed not a great achievement." Li Su nodded. This was not a modest comment. In his heart, this was indeed what he thought.
"I wonder what Miss Ouyang's achievements are? Can you tell me so that everyone can gain knowledge?" Wen Du asked with a smile.
"I don't have any record." Ouyang Yujie said lightly. As she said that, she pointed at her brother Ouyang Qingshu who was sitting next to her, and changed the subject, "However, my brother Ouyang Qingshu's record is much better than Tu Hu's. ”
"..."
Ouyang Qingshu's whole face was a little stiff, and the smile on his face was almost frozen.
All the geniuses, including Li Su, looked directly at Ouyang Qingshu.
"What are the achievements of Mr. Ouyang? Xiaosheng is a little ignorant." Wen Du said warmly.
Like Li Su, he wore a Confucian robe, so he called himself Xiaosheng.
"No..." Ouyang Qingshu was about to make up for it when his sister's clear voice sounded in his ears again.
"What is a two-foot-long black tiger? My brother once killed a dragon that was more than ten feet long in the Yunze Lake with one hand."
Ouyang Yujie raised her snow-white chin and showed off Ouyang Qingshu's achievements, "My brother once went deep into the Kunlun Mountains and defeated a six-foot-long golden-winged roc."
"It doesn't have six feet, and it's not a golden-winged roc." Ouyang Qingshu smiled dryly, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"What are you being modest about?" Ouyang Yujie muttered.
"Awesome!" Wen Du gave Ouyang Qingshu a thumbs up.
"No...what my sister said is exaggerated." Ouyang Qingshu shook his head quickly, "My humble behavior is really not worthy of recognition compared to you."
Ouyang Yujie frowned the tip of her nose and said dissatisfied: "Brother, why are you so humble? This time you come to Laojun Mountain, if you can't defeat these talented people, how can you win the favor of the old swordsman?"
"Please, stop talking."
Ouyang Qingshu's scalp felt numb, and he had an awkward smile on his face, as if he was about to cry.
When everyone heard Ouyang Yujie's arrogant words, they were all unconvinced, and many people even started to sneer.
Many people became happy after seeing Ouyang Qingshu's smiling expression which was worse than crying.
"Miss Ouyang, I guess your brother wants to defeat the crowd, rather than challenge them alone." Duanmu Congliang couldn't help but say.
"Is there any difference?" Ouyang Yujie looked proud, as proud as a white swan.
"There's no difference." The bearded man suddenly said.
"Huh?" Everyone looked at the bearded man.
The big man with the beard grinned, "We all come here for the same purpose.
Every time the old swordsman celebrates his birthday, he will give guidance to a young man.
As for who to give advice, it used to be based on whether he was related to the old swordsman.
I'm wondering, this year, can we decide for ourselves? "
"How to decide?" someone asked.
"Hehe, let's fight together. Whoever is still standing in the end, we will jointly ask the old swordsman to point us out." Hehehe said, and then added, "Of course, a birthday is a happy day, dance. There is no need to use a knife or a gun.
Let's fight with bare hands! "
"..."
Everyone started discussing.
"If it's with bare hands, brother Futian, you'll be at a big loss." Li Su looked at Zhou Futian and said with a smile.
Zhou Futian said: "I came here just to see the importance of the younger generation. I never thought about asking the old swordsman for guidance."
As he spoke, he added: "My master is Sun Boliang."
"If you can integrate the swordsmanship of the two contemporary swordsmen, the old swordsman and your master, wouldn't your future achievements be even higher?" Li Su said in a deep voice.
Zhou Futian said: "A swordsman only needs a sword."
"Okay." Li Su didn't say much.
"If it's a melee, you will definitely be besieged." Zhou Futian reminded.
Li Su's expression was as calm as usual, "I can't get it."
"That's true." Zhou Futian smiled.
"I really deserve a beating." Wen Du sighed.
Duanmu Congliang took a sip of wine and said, "I have gained a lot recently, and I hope Brother Boyang will not hold back later."
"Okay." Li Su looked at Duanmu Congliang and said seriously, "If we really fight, I will take good care of you."
Duanmu Congliang's eyelids twitched and he immediately changed his words: "There's no need to be so polite."
"Definitely." Li Su smiled.
"..."
In the courtyard, the sound of discussion gradually died down.
"Everyone." At this time, Jianming walked out of the Laojun Palace and stood under the eaves, looking at the young geniuses in the courtyard. "My master said that a spiritual formation has been set up in the courtyard. If you want to fight in a melee, you don't need to No matter what you worry about, you can use swords, guns, swords and halberds.
The only thing is, when using poison, it must not be poison that has no cure. "
