Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 568
Go back to the Sang Family Ancestral Hall.

"Changzhou Deer Chaizong Xu Shen came to pay his respects."

Just as Sang Xiaoman was whispering to Zhai Rong, the servants of Tianqi Mansion suddenly raised their voices to greet him.

Immediately, Sang Xiaoman saw that Zhao Xuanjun was leading a gray-robed old man with gray hair and a tall figure walking towards him.

There is no doubt that this old man should be that Sword Buddha Xu Shen.

It's just that besides Jianfo himself, there are two people beside him.

One of them is a young girl, wearing a bamboo green flowing cloud gauze skirt, although she is carrying a big sword box, her figure is still light and agile.

She was covered with a snow-colored veil, with a little shyness between her brows and eyes, and she held the sleeve of Sword Buddha tightly with one hand, like a kitten hiding behind Sword Buddha.

The expression of the man standing on the right side of the Sword Buddha is much more peaceful. He is wearing a black gown that is straightened by his slender figure. The momentum is not weak at all.

"Senior Sword Buddha is here, my little girl..."

"Niece Xiaoman, there is no need to be polite."

Seeing the visitor, Sang Xiaoman was about to salute, but was stopped by the Sword Buddha and lifted her up.

"I should have come earlier. I just didn't want Brother Buluan to leave so suddenly. I haven't been able to sleep these days. A box of eyes is the scene where you and your father joined forces to resist the demons in the past. Alas..."

Xu Shen sighed regretfully with some remorse.

Sang Xiaoman could see that Sword Buddha was not pretending, this sentence was completely from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"It's my incompetence as a daughter who failed to cure my father's hidden illness."

Her eyes were a little red. These days, she was still as firm as iron in the face of criticism from Sang Wuyin and other eight veins, but at this time she almost couldn't control her emotions.

"How can I blame you? I can't blame you."

Xu Shen patted Sang Xiaoman's shoulder, a wave of incomparably gentle true energy swept away the exhaustion she had accumulated in the past few days.

"Thank you, thank you, Senior Sword Buddha."

Sang Xiaoman was taken aback for a moment, then thanked.

"It's nothing."

Xu Shen waved his hand.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce you."

He turned around and patted the young girl's head as if he suddenly remembered something, saying:
"This is my granddaughter Xu Youyou. It's the first time she leaves the house, and she's a bit of a stranger."

"grandfather……"

Xu Youyou snorted, then took off her veil, revealing a clean and lively pretty face, then saluted Sang Xiaoman with a smile on her face:

"Hi sister Xiaoman, I'm Yoyo."

She just admits life, but she is not cowardly.

"Hello sister Yoyo, I don't have that much courtesy here."

Sang Xiaoman also smiled, and suddenly seemed a little shy about this, but in fact, she had a good impression of the very independent little sister.

"This is my old friend, and also your father's good friend Master Huang Long. I met him on the way. I heard about your father's news from me, so I came with me."

At this time, the Sword Buddha introduced the middle-aged man in long gown to Sang Xiaoman.

"Xiaoman has met real Huanglong."

Sang Xiaoman glanced at the calm middle-aged man in front of him.

"Xiao Man, you're welcome, let us burn incense for your father first."

The real Huanglong said with a loving face.

"Two seniors, please."

Sang Xiaoman nodded upon hearing this.

"Old Chucheng of the Pozimai clan, and old Sui Wei of the Baozimai clan came to pay their respects."

Just when the two burned incense to Sang Buluan and were about to sit down and exchange greetings, the voice of servants welcoming guests from the back hall of the ancestral hall sounded again.

Hearing the names of these two people, Sang Xiaoman and Zhai Rongqi's eyes lit up.

"Senior Sword Buddha, Senior Huanglong, and Sister Youyou, go and drink some tea first, and we will get over our affairs."

Before Sang Xiaoman could speak, Zhao Xuanjun stood up knowingly.

Sang Xiaoman glanced at him gratefully.

"You do your work first, don't worry about us."

Sword Buddha said with a smile.

Immediately, under the leadership of Zhao Xuanjun, several people went to the Stone Worship Pavilion on the side, where tea and cakes had already been prepared.

"Mr. Zhai, Xiaoman, I'm sorry, I'm late."

The old Chucheng of the Pozimai clan and the old Suiwei of the Baozimai clan didn't seem to notice Jianfo and the others, they just said apologetically to Sang Xiaoman as soon as they came up.

"Two clan elders, I sent someone to the mansion to invite you yesterday, why there is no reply."

Sang Xiaoman was not polite either, and asked straight to the point.

"Yesterday, Sang Wuyin also sent someone to block us in the mansion for a day, and there was no time to send someone to answer."

Old Chucheng of the Po character pulse clan sighed.

"It's almost the same on my side. I was able to get away this morning."

Old Sui Wei of the Baozimai clan followed.

"By the way, I'm afraid that Sang Wuyin is going to attack your Tianzi lineage today, Xiao Man, you and Mr. Zhai must be prepared!"

Old Chu said with a worried expression on his face.

"The two old brothers don't have to worry about this, the lady and I have already made preparations."

Zhai Rong took the words for Sang Xiaoman.

"It's just that I want to confirm with the two of you again, will the two of you still stand by my Tianzimai this time?"

He also asked directly.

"Who do you Zhai Rong think I am in Chu City? My Po character vein must be advancing and retreating with the Tian character vein!"

Elder Chu said a little excitedly.

"Of course I don't need to say much about Baozi Meridian, and I will definitely advance and retreat with Tianzi Meridian."

Elder Sui followed.

Zhai Rong stared at the two for a long time, and finally turned his gaze to Sang Xiaoman. The two looked at each other and finally let out a long breath.

"Thank you for your trust, the two will not regret today's choice in the future."

Sang Xiaoman smiled confidently.

And not long after the two of them had offered incense to Sang Wuyin, the voices of servants at the door of the back hall came one after another.

"Sang Wuyin, the patriarch of Hezimai, and Ma Yu, the elder of the clan, came to pay respects."

"Sang Li, the head of the family with the character of soul, and Gu You, the elder of the clan, came to pay respects."

"Sang Houde, the patriarch of the door lineage, and Tang He, the elder of the clan, came to pay respects."

"Sang Pengyi, the head of Yizimai family, and Qu Ping, the elder of the clan, came to pay their respects."

"Sang Yuankui, head of the Kaizimai family, and Xue Wang, the elder of the clan, came to pay their respects."

Hearing the sound of welcoming guests, Zhai Rong showed a wry smile, and then said:
"It's still here."

However, Sang Xiaoman acted very free and easy, very calmly pushed to the side of the mourning hall, and then calmly said:

"No matter what their plans are, since they're here, my father's incense stick must be burnt properly."

Then I saw Nasang Wuyin leading a group of disciples, as well as the patriarchs of the five veins, a total of 50 people into the back hall of the ancestral hall.

"Niece Xiaoman, I'm sorry, there are a lot of people here today, and everyone wants to see off my brother."

Sang Wuyin walked up to Sang Xiaoman with a smile.

"Let's burn the incense."

Sang Xiaoman knelt on the futon, without a stand, and just raised his hands expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)