Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 567

Today is Sang Buluan's condolence day, and the whole city of Yunjing City is mourned.

In today's chaos in the ten states, Yanzhou can still maintain this level of stability and prosperity, thanks to Sang Buchao's contribution.

Regarding this point, the residents of the prefecture with a little bit of conscience are very clear in their hearts, so many people spontaneously went to hang sacrifices today.

Before it was bright, the Sang family ancestral hall was full of people.

Fortunately, the ancestral hall of the Sang family is big enough, even if there is an endless stream of people, the flow of people is still orderly.

The ancestral hall of the Sang family is a four-entry ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is composed of the ancestral gate or gate tower, the second gate, the Xiangtang, and the back hall, with sidewalks on both sides.

Most of the ordinary people were in the Ermen and the outer area of ​​Xiangtang. Some members of the Sang family, relatives and friends who came to express their condolences, and even some old friends of Sang Buluan from Shizhou were invited to the back hall. big monk.

Sang Xiaoman has been wearing plain clothes on the side of the coffin since early in the morning, receiving relatives, friends and guests who came to express their condolences.

Originally, she still had two half-brothers (Sang Xiaoman's mother was born first, but gave birth late), but after Sang Buluan became seriously ill a few years ago, these two brothers followed their mother. I went back to my mother's house.

Although it was said that he was leaving, he was actually expelled from the Sang family.

As for the reason of the matter is also very simple.

Sang Xiaoman's stepmother, because she was dissatisfied with Sang Buluan and handed over the position of patriarch to Sang Xiaoman, began to conspire with Sang Wuyin to assassinate Sang Xiaoman. After Sang Wuyin found out, she directly expelled the mother and son from the Sang family.

At this time, Sang Xiaoman's expression was not so much sad, but more of a sense of melancholy.

During the time when Sang Buran was seriously ill, she might have been anxious and sad, but when Sang Buran died, she buried all the sadness in her heart.

Because she knows very well that once her father leaves, there must be someone to take care of the many things of the Sang family, so there is no time to worry about the spring and autumn.

Even on top of the condolence ceremony, she still had a few deals with the Sang family and Zuzhou on her mind.

"Miss."

Just when she was a little dazed, Zhai Rong suddenly came to her ear and whispered:
"The servants came to report just now, and several former friends of the Patriarch arrived at the ancestral hall."

"Ah."

Sang Xiaoman nodded numbly. A lot of monks from all over Shizhou have come these days, and she is no stranger to it.

"Who are here?"

But she still asked casually.

"Sword Buddha Xu Shen."

Zhai Rong said in a low voice.

Sang Xiaoman was shocked when he heard this.

"How could his old man...I have to go to greet him in person."

She said decisively.

"Xuan Jun has already gone to meet him."

Zhai Rong shook his head, then frowned and said:

"In addition to the old man Jianfo, I just got the news that Sang Wuyin is also bringing a group of people who are preparing to come here. These people don't look like they are offering condolences to the Patriarch."

Hearing that Sang Xiaoman also stopped in his tracks, he sneered and said:

"Is this going to be done on the day of my father's condolences?"

Although there was no change on her face, she was full of anger in her heart.

No matter how calm Sang Xiaoman was, no matter how calm Sang Xiaoman was, even though she had expected that Sang Wuyin and the others would make a move in the near future, and they could choose to make trouble today, it still made her completely angry.

This Sang Wujiu obviously didn't want to care about half of the clan friendship.

"There is another bad news."

Zhai Rong then frowned and said: "I sent someone to invite the clan elders of Po Zimai and Bao Zimai this morning, but there has been no reply so far."

"The Soul Meridian and the Baozi Meridian have always been very close to our Tianzi Meridian, so there is no reason to invest in Liuhe Mansion at this time."

Sang Wuyin also frowned.

"I'm afraid Liuhe Mansion has done something wrong."

Zhai Rong said with a serious expression.

If both Po Zimai and Bao Zimai are on the side of Liuhe Mansion, then Sang Xiaoman will really fight against Qimai with the power of one vein.

After pondering for a while, Sang Xiaoman suddenly said coldly:
"Alright, let them all come. It's time to clean up the big house of the Sang family."

There was no fear on her face.

……

Sang Wuxian Liuhe Mansion.

It was still in Wanjuan Studio, and Sang Wuyin was sitting around the room with his dozen or so disciples.

"Is everyone here?"

Sang Wuyin glanced at Xie Mingxuan, the chief disciple sitting on his left.

This Xie Mingxuan was of medium build, with a Chinese character face, with sharp edges and corners that looked like a square stone.

"It's only thirteen."

Xie Mingxuan glanced at the crowd, then frowned.

"These thirteen weekdays are the most prudent and cautious. Why is it late today?"

The third son, Mao Zhenghao, had the last relationship with Sun Ruoshui, he scratched his head in fear that Sang Wuyin would get angry, and said anxiously.

"Then leave him alone."

However, Sang Wuyin was not very angry. In his opinion, this Sun Ruoshui's cultivation level was very ordinary, and it was no different if he came or not.

"Where are the ten-state sect masters we invited, how many have come?"

Sang Wuyin continued to ask.

"Except for Nalan Kun, the master of Fengsheng Mansion, and the ghost envoys and messengers from Hell Prison, the rest of the people have arrived. In order not to startle them, I have placed them outside the city. They should have entered the city by now. Someone took them directly to the ancestral hall."

Xie Mingxuan replied methodically.

"Nalan Kun and the ghost envoy..."

Thinking of these two forces, Sang Wuyin also frowned, because he could not control these people at all.

"When was the last time you spoke to them?"

he continued.

"One was three days ago, and the other was two days ago."

Xie Mingxuan said.

"What answer did they have?"

Sang Wuyin asked.

"They all replied that they would arrive on time today."

Xie Mingxuan handed Sang Wuyin two jade slips, which he used to communicate with Nalan Kun and Hell Prison.

"Nothing will go wrong, will it?"

Mao Zhenghao was a little worried.

"It won't happen."

After confirming that it was correct, Sang Wuyin handed the jade slip back to Xie Mingxuan, then shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about the two ghost envoys in Hell, but just Nalan Kun, whose strength is not inferior to mine in the slightest. There are not many people in the state who can attack him."

"Forget it. Although these people are not punctual, they should still be trustworthy. They must come over. Even if they can't make it, it will not hinder our plan."

He waved his hands, obviously not wanting to continue entangled in this matter.

"Did the two corpse god Gu be sent to the clan elders of Po Zimai and Bao Zimai?"

He looked at Xie Mingxuan again and said.

"I sent it, and I watched the two of them open it with my own eyes."

Xie Mingxuan smiled.

"Very well, in this way, my niece is really helpless."

Sang Wuyin patted his legs and laughed.

"You have done a good job in these few things, and I have a good thing to tell everyone here."

He glanced at everyone with a smile, and then said with a mysterious smile:

"The little Heavenly Punishment Formation of Immortal Mansion has been secretly transported to Cloud Whale City."

Hearing this, everyone in Wanjuan Zhai exclaimed in unison.

Even if the Heavenly Punishment Formation has been weakened many times, its power is still imaginable.

And with this little Heavenly Punishment Formation, the last trace of worry in the hearts of disciples like Sang Wuyin was completely eliminated.

"Today is the day of condolence for Nasang Buluan, but it will also be the day of coronation for my family. From today onwards, Yanzhou will be our Yanzhou."

Sang Wuyin said proudly.

……

Fengming Courtyard.

Li Yunsheng and Zhang Lian'er also got up early today.

At Li Yunsheng's urging, Zhang Lian'er changed back into women's clothing, which she personally chose in the city yesterday.

Changing back into women's clothes, Zhang Lian'er was obviously a little awkward in front of Li Yunsheng. Against the backdrop of her fan skirt, she looked like a newly blooming rose, with a hint of heroism in her bright beauty.

"Uncle Yun, I really want to wear this outfit to meet sister Xiaoman."

she asked with some doubts.

"Yes, there is no need to pretend today, just go openly."

Li Yunsheng handed Zhang Lian'er an envelope and said:

"At that time, give this letter to your little sister Manman."

"You haven't forgotten what I told you last night, have you?"

he continued.

"No, I have firmly remembered it, and Uncle Yun will just look at me when the time comes."

Zhang Lian'er grinned.

"Then let's go out."

Li Yunsheng nodded, and then opened the door.

(End of this chapter)