"What, Mr. Lin Yuan is coming?"

When Mei Ruolan learned the news from her mouth, Sang Hengshan couldn't help but change color even though he was the head of the family.

The major forces in Shenzhou already knew that Lu Jiuyuan's holy path was broken, but no one dared to underestimate it, after all, it was once the most promising existence of the human race in the near future, and there was no one.

Not to mention, being able to retreat from under the sword of the Sword Immortal, even if the Sword Immortal's subordinates are merciful, this is also the most respected record in the world, because Lu Jiuyuan is challenging with the body of a half-saint, and he wants to use the sword of the Sword Immortal to continue his holy path and break through the limit, although he is defeated, he is still glorious!

It can even be said that if the Sang family, which does not have the protection of Shuzun, faces Lu Jiuyuan alone, it will be very tricky, and now that its holy path has been cut off, the danger factor has doubled, no one can imagine what crazy things such a peak and semi-saint, but with the combat power of an ordinary saint, would do under the temptation of the holy path!

And what the Sang family is most afraid of is that the Shuzun inheritance will be lost, which is a price that cannot be borne no matter what!

Thinking about the key clearly, Sang Hengshan held a family meeting in a hurry, and even made an exception to pass on the half-saints in the clan to observe.

"How long before the Temple Emissaries arrive?"

Sang Ping suddenly changed color.

"It will take ten days and a half months to say the least, even if you rush without interruption, I'm afraid it's too late!"

An elder said with a gloomy face.

The eyes of the elders were awe-inspiring, and all of them were ugly.

The Stone Drum Academy is close to Shan Lai Mountain, with Lu Jiuyuan's strength, if you rush at full speed, you will arrive in three or two days, if you really have the intention to snatch the inheritance of the tree and repair your own holy path, the Sang family may be able to resist one or two with all their might, but who can guarantee that the Stone Drum Academy will not interfere?

"Things haven't come to this point yet, no matter how smart Wu Ming is, he only knows that Shuzun is in danger now, but even if he is a weak sage, he is not a half-saint who can lightly attack him!"

Sang Ming Dao.

"Lu Jiuyuan is not an ordinary half-saint!"

Another elder said.

Everyone subconsciously bowed their heads, and then felt that it was inappropriate, as a clan elder, how could he grow the ambition of others to destroy his own prestige?

But the truth is very cruel, even if you don't want to admit it, Lu Jiuyuan is one of the strongest demi-saints of the human race, and even in Shenzhou, even in the current situation where the holy path is cut off, one of them can be removed!

Seeing that the elders were arguing and arguing, and they couldn't come up with a result, when Sang Hengshan felt a headache, he suddenly saw that Sang Ming's face changed slightly and he was looking at a delicate communication talisman, and he suddenly felt bad.

The elders noticed that the atmosphere was different, and they all looked at Sang Ming.

"Legend has it that he left south!"

Sang Ming's old face said gloomily.

"Who?"

Sang Ping was a little confused.

"Capital!"

Sang Ming almost gritted his teeth and popped out two words.

"What?"

The elders suddenly changed color, and one of them fidgeted and said, "If these two of them are aware of the true situation of Shuzun and fight for this, how should my Sang family deal with themselves?"

The implication is that obviously no one is optimistic that their family can stop any of them, even if the Sang family has four demi-saints!

One can be called the strongest under the Sage, and the other is about to be canonized, and it is definitely not something that no Sage can contend with!

Moreover, neither of them is an ordinary existence, and the strategy of driving the tiger and devouring the wolf and the river mussel competing with each other is nothing more than looking at the pattern in the palm of their hand, full of loopholes, and it is of no help at all.

At this moment, from top to bottom, no one in the Sang family saw that this was Wu Ming's suspicious plan.

"The inheritance of Shuzun is the thing of my Sang family, no one can take it away, keep the inheritance, my Sang family will produce a saint within a hundred years, and the family will be prosperous in ancient times!"

Sang Hengshan got up slowly, glanced at the elders present, and said solemnly, "Now, there are two paths in front of us, one is to agree to the conditions of the temples, negotiate peace with the Gu clan, and hand over the holy body of the tree, but the inheritance effect will be greatly reduced, and the temples will compensate our clan." The second is to unite one of these two, on the condition of the inheritance of the tree honor, to get his protection, help our clan, and cultivate our own sage. The vote is now on it. ”

Almost unexpectedly, the nine clan elders chose the second path, but it was really after being attacked by the Gu clan this time, the actions of the temples chilled the hearts of the Sang family.

What kind of bullshit is the righteousness of the human race, let them help the temples to rule steadily at the cost of ruining their families, and it is impossible for a three-year-old child to agree!

"Now, vote on whost!"

Sang Hengshan was not surprised, because he also knew that the real difficult choice was the second one.

In fact, if these two are canonized with the help of the Sang family and have great karma, no matter what conditions are finally met, they will do their best to complete it, and even do better.

But the bad thing is that Lu Jiuyuan's holy path is cut off is a fact, and the possibility of wanting to repair it is extremely low, the canonization of the Golden Scale Demon Emperor is a certainty, but he is a demon clan!

If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!

It's well known!

"Mr. Linyuan!"

"Golden King!"

"Golden King!"

"Mr. Linyuan!"

"Golden King!"

......

After weighing the pros and cons left and right, the nine clan elders made a choice, six to three, six votes for the Golden Scale Demon Emperor, and three votes for Lu Jiuyuan.

Sang Hengshan suddenly seemed to have expected this result.

Now, there are still five votes, the patriarch and the four half-saint elders, who can be the highest speakers of the Sang family, although the voting results can be changed, but the nine foreign affairs elders can be said to represent the interests of most of the people in the Sang family, and no one can ignore them.

"Patriarch, if it really comes to the point where it can't be cleaned up, no one can move that junior until the two of them are decided!"

Just as Sang Hengshan was about to make an announcement, Sang Ming suddenly said.

The faces of several elders who voted for the Golden Scale Demon Emperor changed slightly, and they quickly returned to normal, silently bowing their heads.

"Okay, this patriarch has announced that if it is not violated, the Sang family will form an alliance with King Jin and obtain the protection of his canonization!"

Sangheng Mountain Road.

The nine clan elders stood up and seconded the proposal, and several vague powerful divine consciousness fluctuations around them retreated silently.

......

Just as the Sang family voted, Wu Ming found an excuse and went straight to Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing's residence, although there were still stalkers following, Quan Dang turned a blind eye, and he couldn't see it inside anyway.

"Are you really leaving?"

Wu Fu asked.

"Well, there will be a big chaos in the Sang family, so it's not appropriate to stay for a long time!"

Wu Ming bowed slightly, and said to Sang Jingjing, who was full of worry, "Aunt Jing, rest assured, although the Sang family will be injured this time, there will probably be no casualties in the personnel." ”

"That's good!"

Sang Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Mi, we're meeting again!"

After coming to the house, Wu Ming said directly to a girl dressed as a maid.

"Your eyes are as vicious as ever!"

The girl's posture flashed slightly, revealing a peerless face with five poisonous ornaments hidden in the temples, which was Mi Luan.

Wu Fu was okay, Sang Jingjing frowned instinctively, and the two of them left, leaving the space for the two.

"Miss Mi is a bold artist, so she is not afraid that this is a trap, and she dares to come alone?"

Wu Ming bowed and took the lead in taking a seat.

"You're smart!"

Mi Luan was as silent as ever.

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he said with a sneer: "No matter what I say to the girl, it is also a fateful friendship, so naturally I will not harm you." ”

"The Gu in Mulberry is called the Turtle Rest Scattering God Gu, I can solve this Gu, but I can't help you!"

Mi Luan said lightly.

"Why?"

Wu Ming frowned slightly, and the turtle breathed back to the west, and when he heard the name, he knew that this Gu was difficult.

"I have three veins in southern Xinjiang, the Three Holy Witch Gu Spell, my Mi family is the Witch Vein Holy Maiden, the next Gu is the descendant of the Gu Vein Li family, and the last vein is the Ji family, this operation is the second joint plan after the beginning of the ancient era, and there must be no room for loss!"

Mi Luan said succinctly.

"Then why do you only hear about the Gu clan in Southern Xinjiang, but you haven't heard of witch spells?"

Wu Ming was stunned.

"Because there are few people!"

Mi Luan's words almost choked Wu Ming to death, and continued, "Although I was born in the witch vein, I learned Gu art, which can be regarded as a bridge between the two families. ”

"Not only that, is it?"

Wu Ming said with deep meaning.

"As you think, our clan has gone through internal strife, and the three veins have also been tilted against each other, but they are united with the outside world!"

Mi Luan groaned.

"Can you tell me what you want?"

Wu Ming said.

Mi Luan was silent for a while, and looked at Wu Ming deeply: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, Shuzun is one of the outliers in Shenzhou, and its body contains special powers inherited from ancient times, its skin can be used as a rope, knotted rope as a curse, its stem can be a carving, the carving puppet can be a witch, its heart can become a cocoon, and the cocoon can be broken into a Gu!"

"Shhh

Wu Ming gasped, why didn't he expect that what the Gu clan wanted to do was to make Shuzun even a belt and bone, and there was no slag left to swallow.

"However, if you can help me obtain it, the witch vein will have an additional right to speak in southern Xinjiang, and I can help you solve the Gu at that time!"

Mi Luan Road.

"You're stupid for me?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes angrily.

"If you weren't stupid, how could you be involved in such a thing?"

Mi Luan said disapprerovitically.

Wu Ming was completely speechless, but now he understood.

Compared to Southern Xinjiang, which has an unknown number of holy monarchs, why did the temples turn a blind eye to the predicament of the Sang family, and even did not hesitate to exert pressure in secret.

"I was forced!"

Wu Ming spread his hands and looked helpless.

"Say!"

Mi Luan Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"The one in the capital is coming!"

Wu Ming said bluntly.

"You mean ......"

Mi Luan thought slightly, and her pretty face changed.

"You also know that the canonization is imminent, if you get the inheritance of the tree honor, the heritage after the canonization will definitely be doubled, and I will be in trouble at that time!"

Wu Ming's face was full of bitterness, his face was not red and he was not panting.

"The Temples won't allow him to mess around!"

Although Mi Luan was not shocked.

"The point is that I am now imprisoned by the Sang family, and my maternal uncle will come soon, so I can't help him then!"

Wu Ming said.

"What did you say?"

Mi Luan finally couldn't sit still, and glared at Wu Mingdao angrily, "This is all a good thing you did?"

"Don't wronged me!"

Wu Ming shouted and said with an innocent face, "They used me to kill the great grandmaster of the Sang family, forcing me to ask for help from those few people, to save Shuzun's life, where do I have this face, I can only ask for help from my uncle, you also know, his old man's holy path has been broken, I am afraid that after learning about it, he will misunderstand that he intends to seize the inheritance of Shuzun and continue his own holy way, so disrupting the layout of the nobles, then it is not for me to interfere!"

"Hmph, you'd better not lie to me, or you'll ......"

Qi Luan said with a threat.

"How dare I?"

Wu Ming raised his hands high and said with a straight face, "As the saying goes, people move to death, trees move to live, if the nobles cooperate with me, I should do my best to help the nobles obtain the Holy Body of the Tree, but the nobles need to show some sincerity first." ”