Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 568 The Sword Buddha senior is here

Return to the Sang family ancestral hall.

“Changzhou Luchaizong Xu Shen came to pay homage.”

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

Sang Xiaoman immediately saw that Zhao Xuanjun was leading a gray robe old man with gray hair and a particularly tall stature.

This old man is undoubtedly the sword Buddha Xu Shen.

It’s just that in addition to Sword Buddha himself, there are two people by his side.

One of them is a young girl, wearing a bamboo-green flowing cloud light gauze skirt. Although she is carrying a large sword box, her posture is still light and agile.

She had a snow-colored veil on her face, with a little shyness between her brows and eyes, tightly pulling the sleeves of Sword Buddha with one hand, like a recognizable kitten hiding behind Sword Buddha.

And the man standing on the right side of the Sword Buddha had a much more peaceful expression. He was wearing a black long gown that was held up by his slender figure. Standing next to Sword Buddha, his imposing manner is not weak at all.

“Sword Buddha senior is coming, little girl…”

“Xiaoman’s niece doesn’t need to be more polite.”

Sang Xiaoman was about to salute when he saw the person who came. But she was stopped by the sword Buddha and held her up.

“I should have come earlier, I just didn’t want my brother to leave so suddenly, I can’t sleep at night these days, a box of eyes is the scene of the old days when your dad teamed up to defend against the Demon Race , alas…”

Xu Shen sighed regretfully with a bit of self-reproach.

Sang Xiaoman could see that Sword Buddha was not arrogant. This sentence came from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn’t help but feel a little moved.

“It’s my incompetence as a daughter that I couldn’t cure the hidden disease on my father’s body.”

Her eyes were a little red, these days, facing Sang Wuyin and other eight She was still able to be as strong as iron, but at this time she was almost unable to control her emotions.

“How can I blame you? I can’t blame you.”

Xu Shen patted Sang Xiaoman’s shoulders, an incomparably soft true essence, which carried away the exhaustion she had accumulated in the past few days. One was swept away.

“Thank you, thank you Sword Buddha senior.”

Sang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then thanked.

“What can’t be considered.”

Xu Shen waved his hand.

“Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce you.”

He turned around as if he suddenly remembered something and patted the young girl’s head:

“This is my granddaughter Xu Youyou. It’s her first time to go out and she’s a little recognizable.”

“grandfather…”

Xu Youyou sighed and took it off. The veil revealed a clean and agile pretty face, and then gave Sang Xiaoman a salute with a smile:

“Hello, elder sister Xiaoman, I’m Yoyo.”

She It’s just recognition, but it’s not cowardly.

“Okay, Younger Sister Yoyo, I don’t have that much etiquette here.”

Sang Xiaoman was also laughed, and immediately seemed a little shy about this, but she was actually a very assertive Little Sister. Quite a good feeling.

“This is my old friend and also your dad’s friend Huanglong Daoist. I met him on the way. I heard your dad’s news from me, and I followed him too. I’m here.”

At this time, the Sword Buddha introduced the middle age person in a long gown beside him to Sang Xiaoman.

“Xiaoman has seen Huanglong daoist.”

Sang Xiaoman glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him who was not angry and arrogant.

“You’re welcome, Xiaoman, let’s go and put incense sticks for your father first.”

“Two seniors, please.”

Sang Xiaoman hearing this nod.

“Old Chu City of the Pozi Mai family, and old Sui Wei of the Baozi Mai family came to pay homage.”

Just as the two of them gave Sang Buchao incense, they were ready to sit down After a few words of greetings, the voice of the servants in front of the back hall of the ancestral hall rang out again.

Sang Xiaoman and Zhai Rong’s eyes lit up when they heard the names of these two people.

“Sword Buddha senior, Huang Senior Long, and Yoyo younger sister, you should go and drink some tea, we will pass after this.”

No wait Sang Xiaoman spoke, and Zhao Xuanjun had already stood up with understanding.

Sang Xiaoman hearing this glanced at him gratefully.

“You do your job first, don’t worry about us.”

Sword Buddha said with a smile.

A few people, led by Zhao Xuanjun, went to the Baishi Pavilion on the side, where tea and cakes were already prepared.

“Old Zhai, Xiaoman, I’m sorry, sorry for being late.”

The old Chucheng of the Po-character Mai family and the old Sui Wei of the Baozi Mai family didn’t seem to notice Sword Buddha and a few people just said apologetically to Sang Xiaoman as soon as they came up.

“Two clan elders, I sent someone to the mansion yesterday to invite them. Why haven’t I heard back.”

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

“Yesterday, Sang Wuyin also sent someone over to block us in the mansion for a day, and there is no time to send someone to answer.”

“I’m pretty much the same here, I was able to get out this morning.”

Old Sui Wei of the Pozimai tribe followed.

“By the way, this Sang Wuyin is only afraid that he will start with you today, Xiaoman, you and Zhai Lao must be prepared!”

That Chu Lao With a worried look on his face.

“Don’t worry about this, the two Old Brothers, Miss and I have already prepared.”

Zhai Rong took over 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 on my side of the Tianzi vein this time?”

He also asked bluntly.

“Who are you Zhairong when I am in Chucheng? My soul line must be advancing and retreating with the sky line!”

Old Chu said some excitedly.

“I don’t need to say more about the pulse of the word, and I will definitely advance and retreat with the pulse of the sky.”

Old Sui followed.

Zhai Rong stared at the two for a long time before finally turning his gaze to Sang Xiaoman. The two looked at each other and finally breathed a long breath.

“Thanks for your trust, the two of you will never regret your choice today.”

Sang Xiaoman said confidently with a smile.

And not long after these two people gave Sang Wuyin the incense, the people at the entrance of the back hall greeted guests one after another.

“Sang Wuyin, patriarch, the clan elder, Ma Yu, came to pay homage.”

“Soul word patriarch, Sang Li, the clan elder Gu You came to pay homage.”

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“The patriarch of the door is Sang Houde, the clan elder Tanghe came to pay homage.”

“The patriarch of the word patriarch, Sang Pengyi, the clan elder Quping came to pay homage.”

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“Sang Yuankui, patriarch, the clan elder Xue Wang came to pay homage.”

Hearing this one after another welcoming guests, Zhai Rong’s mouth showed a wry smile, and then said:

“It’s time to come.”

Sang Xiaoman was very free and easy, pushed to the side of Spirit Hall very calmly, and then said calmly:

“No matter what they think, since it’s here, my father’s time it takes to burn a stick of incense is still good.”

Then I saw Na Sang Wuyin with A group of Disciple, and the patriarch chief forty-fifty people of the five meridians entered the back hall of the ancestral hall.

“Sorry, Xiaoman’s niece, there are a lot of people here today. Everyone wants to send me this big brother.”

Sang Wuyin walked up to Sang Xiaoman with a smile.

“Let’s make incense.”

Sang Xiaoman knelt on the futon without a platform, just raised his hand expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)