Song Garden.

One of the most famous gardens in the Dragon Kingdom, it was once used as the imperial palace of the Song Kingdom.

Song Garden is the ancestral home of the Southern Song Dynasty, according to the research of historians, the earliest establishment is the ancestral hall of the Song family.

After thousands of years, with the ancestral hall as the center, it continued to expand to the surrounding areas until it covered an area of thousands of acres.

In the last years of the Dragon Emperor of the Dajing Dynasty, after the Song rebellion was put down by the imperial court, most of the land was recovered.

Now there is only the core area of Songyuan left, only three or four hundred acres, but they are all in the prosperous area of Songcheng, and their value is immeasurable.

From the air, the swordsman fell directly into the center of the Song Garden, the Song ancestral hall that had been rebuilt several times.

There are more than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards on duty around the ancestral hall, this place is the important place of the Song Consortium, and during the annual sacrifice, non-core people can't enter, so they can only kowtow and bow outside.

The greatest wish of the Song clan is to enter the ancestral hall with a spiritual position after death and enjoy the incense of future generations.

Entering it, I was the first to see a bronze giant tripod, and three arm-thick sandalwood trees stood in the tripod, slowly burning.

After the bronze tripod, countless spiritual positions are from high to the bottom, densely standing on the sandalwood special offering table.

The highest place is Song Mu, the ancestor of the Song family, who was admitted to the Jinshi as a poor person, and had to meet a master to teach the law, proficient in martial arts, and established the Song family since then.

Poetry and books heirlooms, concurrently practicing martial arts, and gradually becoming a gatekeeper.

The swordsman lit a stick of incense and paid tribute to his ancestor Song Mu.

Looking down again, the Song clan's generations, with the rapid expansion of the family, non-human heroes cannot have spiritual positions, and ordinary clansmen can only enter into the file.

When he looked at the thirteenth generation of the Song family, the swordsman saw a lot of familiar names, and the memories hidden in his heart surfaced.

Back then, he was just a side lineage, and he was not bullied by his direct children, and he didn't have a good impression of most people on the spiritual position.

However, the Si people have passed away, and the dispute between the young people has long been dull.

When the swordsman saw Song Jian's name, he sighed and put a stick of incense on him. During his lifetime, he overrode public opinion, relied on force, forcibly suppressed the clan elders, and established his father, who had no merit, on the spiritual throne.

I still remember shouting to the stubborn elder: Raising his son is a great credit to the Song family!

was complacent back then, and doing this was not only for his father, but also for deliberately breaking the rules of the sect master and venting the resentment of his youth.

The swordsman never thought that after his death, his father's spiritual position was still there, and those old men were stubborn, but they were the most obedient to the rules.

"Song Xiaoyi ......"

The swordsman eventually saw a spirit table, made of different materials from other sandalwood, but made of pure gold.

Among the thousands of tablets, this one is the only one.

There are lines of small words behind the spiritual seat, briefly introducing his life, and the swordsman's divine sense swept over.

- Song Xiaoyi (Dajing *** year - Song ** year), the establishment of the Song Dynasty is called the emperor, and the history is called Song Taizu. The first day of the Song family is proud, and the world respects it as the heavenly sword.

"I didn't expect that I would be so praised by future generations."

The swordsman muttered to himself, he is the Heavenly Knife, Song Taizu, and Song Xiaoyi.

"The Song clan that was in this seat fell back then, and now that it has broken the realm and returned, it will inevitably lead the Song clan back to the top!"

"Chixiao, whether you feign your death and ascend, or you really die, don't blame me for killing your juniors......"

Song Xiaoyi took the red gold spiritual position, stroked it with his palm, and all the handwriting on it disappeared, although his body was dead, he was resurrected as a ghost clan, and there was no need to set up a spiritual position.

At this time, there was a voice outside the ancestral hall, and two men entered the ancestral hall.

The first was an old man, followed by a middle-aged man.

The two of them had serious faces, and when they heard that the voice was related to Qingcheng Mountain, they saw Song Xiaoyi standing in the ancestral hall in a blink of an eye, and their faces were suddenly ugly.

"Where did the thief come from, dare to trespass on the ancestral hall of the Song family!"

Before the old man could speak, the middle-aged man shouted outside: "Come on, take down this little thief!" ”

The bodyguards outside the ancestral hall were all screened out by the side branch of the Song family, and they were loyal, and they rushed in immediately after hearing the shout.

Song Xiaoyi looked at a few people and said slowly: "This seat is also from the Song clan, why can't you enter the ancestral hall?" ”

The old man looked at Song Xiaoyi's dress, a scribe in a green shirt, and a long knife hanging from his waist, and he always felt inexplicably familiar.

"Are you from the Song clan?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, there were too many Song disciples in Song City, and many outsiders also changed their surnames to Song in order to better integrate in.

Then he said angrily: "Since you are a member of the Song clan, don't you know the clan rules, this ancestral hall is an important place, and you can't enter it lightly?" ”

"Clan rules? Haha, this seat is the Song family, the most unruly one! ”

Song Xiaoyi's momentum was released, like a violent wind, and the bodyguards who had been surrounding him flew back upside down.

"Could it be...... Could it be that you are Song Xiao...... Taizu? ”

The old man finally remembered where the familiarity came from, in the Song family's secret collection, there was a picture of Song Xiaoyi, which was seven or eight points similar to the man in front of him.

In particular, the razor-sharp temperament is exactly the same as the man in the painting.

"Yes, I can recognize this ......"

Song Xiaoyi suddenly raised his hand and made a move, and a pistol came from the old man's hand, and gently pinched it and turned it into scrap metal.

The old man's face changed, he saw that this person was a little strange, so he deliberately used words to induce, and then took the opportunity to sneak attack.

This gun is an unusual firearm, but it is bought from a special source at a sky-high price, refined with spiritual materials, and engraved with a spell prohibition, and a monk will be seriously injured if he is shot in the front.

Song Xiaoyi didn't laugh angrily, and exclaimed: "If this seat was like you back then, and you didn't easily claim the title of emperor, and first attacked and destroyed the five old immortals of Kunlun, how could you still die!" ”

"Your Excellency imitates my ancestor of the Song clan, and he is already the great enemy of my clan, are you really not afraid of millions of Song clan people?"

The old man was neither humble nor arrogant: "Whether Your Excellency is a ghost refining mage or a side monk, my Song clan is under the protection of the Qingcheng faction, and the Qingcheng masters will never sit back and watch you act recklessly!" ”

"Qingcheng! Why did the Song family need Qingcheng to shelter? ”

A hint of anger flashed on Song Xiaoyi's face.

Since the rise of the Lingnan Song clan, many disciples have become officials in the court, and the martial arts have been born from generation to generation.

"When the Song Dynasty was destroyed, what happened to the Song family after the death of this seat?"

When the old man heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, how could the man in front of him pretend that the ancestor of the Song family was so similar, how could he not know history.

"The Song family was purged by the Dajing court, and all the official positions in the officialdom, regardless of whether it was the Lingnan Song family or not, as long as the surname Song was cast...... The Song family's martial arts inheritance, all those who reached the internal qi realm were all broken by the sea of qi and became wasted. ”

"If it weren't for the blessing of Qingcheng Mountain Dao Fa Zhenren, the Song family might have been wiped out directly......"

The old man was familiar with the history of the Song clan, and whenever he read this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I see, the decline of the Song family started with me."

After Song Xiaoyi learned about this, his mind gradually calmed down: "I don't need to prove my identity, I have returned from the netherworld this time, and I have an important position." The Song family will take this opportunity to soar into the sky and become a clan that has been inherited for thousands of years! ”

"If it can't be completed, there is no need to wait for the ghost king to go to the lower realm, and the monks of the human realm will let the surname Song extinct ......"

The old man and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, as if a cold wind was blowing, and they couldn't help but shiver.

Song Xiaoyi snapped his fingers, and several sword lights fell into the bodies of several people.

"According to the clan rules, summon the important clansmen of the Song clan to open a clan meeting!"

The old man was about to refuse, but before he could speak, the sword light in his body wandered in the meridians, as if he was being tortured by Ling Chi from the inside out.

"Don't think about going to the Qingcheng faction, the entire Qingcheng faction combined, can't catch a knife from this seat!"

Song Xiaoyi said, drawing his knife and slashing outward.

A knife mark stretched from the ancestral hall to the outside of the pine garden.

"It's pleasing to the eye! This seat slashed such a knife back then, which means that the Song family is heirloom with a knife! Which junior dares to erase the knife marks! ”

The old man couldn't help but touch his neck, and immediately put it away with careful thought.