Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 575 Danshu Club

The Sang family ancestral hall, worshipping the stone pavilion.

This “worshiping stone pavilion” is a hexagonal pavilion in the southwest corner of the Sang family ancestral hall.

This pavilion has a pagoda helmet top, a tube tile and a vertical ridge, surrounded by bamboo trees, and backed by a majestic green mountain. At the entrance, there is a stone tablet with a height of nine feet, which reads “Hero Divine Immortal”.

Although it is a small pavilion, it has a great atmosphere that does not lose to the mountains, which shows the open-mindedness of the people who built this ancestral hall of the Sang family.

However, this pavilion is not big after all, only a dozen people can sit down, and more people go to the Wuyun Tower in the east to sit.

This time I can sit in this worshipping stone pavilion, and there is no doubt that they are all great characters.

Because of the different positions, the seating arrangement in this booth is entirely different.

Wen Huazi, Zhang Wuji and the others, headed by Sang Wuyin, sat on the east side of the table in the pavilion in turn.

On Sang Xiaoman’s side, apart from Zhang Lian’er sitting next to her, three clan elders from Zhao Xuanjun, Dongfang Li, Ao Jieyou, and Zhai Rong were sitting. The entire group went to Wuyunlou to sit and didn’t come to join in the fun.

But even if he didn’t sit down, Sang Wuyin, who originally thought he had some advantage, completely extinguished the idea of taking the patriarch position from Sang Xiaoman after seeing him.

At this moment, the strength of the two sides on the surface, Sang Wuyin’s side has the advantage of the number of people, and can’t take any advantage in other places.

Let’s throw it away first, which may hurt the rapport with Monster Race and Dragon Clan. If the two sides really fight, with the current strength of Sang Xiaoman, the outcome is really unknown.

“The tea is almost finished. While the senior experts in the ten states are still here, it’s time for us to talk about business.”

Sang Wuyin put down the tea cup, full of smiles Chong Dongli and the others nominate.

In fact, even if he didn’t say it, everyone knew at this moment that the so-called is definitely related to the ownership of the patriarch of the Sang family.

Even Dongfang Li and Ao Jieyou had already guessed before they came. This trip is by no means as simple as condolences to Sang Buchan.

“Uncle, do you really want to choose today?”

Sang Xiaoman frowned. As a son of man, who would want to go to war on the day of condolences to his relatives?

“Today is a must.”

Sang Wuyin glanced coldly at Sang Xiaoman and said.

“Are you completely disregarding your sect friendship?”

Sang Xiaoman stared at Sang Wuyin without showing weakness.

“It’s all your fault, not me, for making trouble in such a field. If you agree to this marriage, why would you ask so many outsiders to support you, causing the Sang family ancestral hall to be disturbed.”

Sang Wuyin slapped back.

“Do you think what I’m saying is reasonable?”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the patriarchs and clan elders in the other veins beside him.

“Xiaoman, you can be considered as I grew up watching you. This marriage does make you feel a bit wronged, but it is worth it for a marriage to bring the Sang family a hundred years of peace.”

Soul word vein patriarch Sang Li has some languages and hearts.

“Yeah, Xiaoman, if you change your mouth and agree now, who dares to attack you, you are the one who dares to attack you, you are virtuous, Uncle, I was the first to refuse, think again, don’t call ten Friends from the state saw the joke.”

Patriarch Sang Houde also persuaded.

With these two beginnings, the patriarchs and clan elders who were standing on Sang Wuyin’s side started to persuade Sang Xiaoman to come one by one chirp chirp twitter twitter like a monk reciting scriptures.

Seeing this familiar scene, Sang Xiaoman completely gave up on these uncles.

“You only know how to persuade me, why not persuade this uncle Sang Wuyin? He was the one who wanted me to give up the patriarch position, and it was also him who wanted me to marry his son. If you can persuade him , my Sang family will naturally be peaceful and peaceful.”

Sang Xiaoman looked towards Sang Wuyin.

Being so asked by him, Bai Shiting immediately kept quiet out of fear.

“What? Stop talking?”

Sang Xiaoman sneered.

“In the end, aren’t you just bullying my father after his death?”

She leaned back on the chair and looked towards Sang in front of her with a sneering expression. Boundless and the others:

“I’ve said this once before in front of a few of you clan elders, maybe they don’t have a good memory and forgot to tell you, then I’ll talk to you now Say it again.”

“Want me to marry Song Hailou?”

“Dream!”

“Want me to give up the patriarch position?”

“Don’t think about it!”

“What my dad passed on to me is a needle, and you don’t even think about taking it from here.”

She said this remark very strongly, and then looked at these people without fear, making trouble on the day of her father’s condolences. She has endured these people for a long time.

“You, you, you, you have no respect, you are simply impudent!”

After being stunned for a while, one of the clan elders yelled excitedly.

Immediately, there was a denunciation in the booth.

But blame is blamed, but none of them really dared to do it. At first, they were unwilling to be such an early bird. Now that Sang Xiaoman has Monster Race and Dragon Clan as his backers, even Sang Wuyin Don’t dare to act rashly.

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Sang Wuyin, who had not spoken for a while, suddenly clapped, and then coughed:

“Everyone, be quiet. .”

After the pavilion was quiet, he continued:

“Since Xiaoman’s niece is not willing to hand over the patriarch position, she is also unwilling to accept this compromise. , let’s not force others to be difficult, so noisy and let friends from far away see jokes.”

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Li and Ao Jieyou glanced apologetically.

Facing the look he gave him, Dongfang Li nodded expressionlessly, while Ao Jieyou gave him a blank look.

Sang Xiaoman hearing this sneered, she didn’t think Sang Wuyin would just give up.

“No, this position of patriarch is handed over to such a frizzy girl who ignores the overall situation, old fogey, I don’t agree with ten thousand!”

Sure enough, that opened the word pulse The clan elder Xue Wang stood up appropriately.

“It’s really good to sing a harmony.”

Sang Wuyin said with a sneer in his heart.

As Xue Wang stood up, the patriarch elders from the other lines also began to stand up against it.

That soul-character Vein clan elder pointed at Sang Xiaoman and scolded:

“When this demoness takes over as the patriarch of the Sang family, it is the day when my eight meridians fall apart! ”

“Old Brothers, calm down, things haven’t reached the point where we can see each other.”

Just when the group was incensed, the old horses of the homogeneous family Yu finally stood up.

“Since everyone thinks it’s a little inappropriate for Xiaoman to take over the position of patriarch, I have an idea here, which can not only harm the harmony of the eight meridians, but also convince you all.”

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He continued.

“What’s your idea? Ma Lao, don’t give up.”

Patriarch said impatiently.

Sang Xiaoman on the opposite side just stared blankly at the onlookers and didn’t say anything. She just wanted to take a good look at what kind of medicine this Sang Wuyin’s group was selling in the bottle gourd.

“Refer to the rules of the ancestors of the Sang family, reopen the Danshu Club, and re-select the Sang family patriarch!”

After pondering for a while, Ma Yu finally opened the mouth and said.

(End of this chapter)