The Sang clan station, located at the very edge of the Black Point headquarters, was at first the high-level of the Black Corner to be wary of the Sang Clan, and later the Sang Clan did not want to move the place.

The Sang clan is inherited in the form of a family, and the head of the family is not the one with the strongest force, but the wisest one. This Sang clan patriarch is ninety-eight years old, and he is an old man with strong spirits.

"Master, Samp asks to see!" said a woman dressed as a guard into the room, saluting softly.

"Apu, ask to see?" Sang Xianyuan, the head of the family, said with some amusement: "Why is this kid suddenly so polite?"

"Samp brought four outsiders with hidden identities, those four people wore cloaks, blocking their figures, the guards did not allow them to come in, Samp asked me to come and report, saying that the head of the family must see these four people. The woman paused for a moment, and then said, "Ling Er observed those four people, all of them are masters!"

Sang Xianyuan groaned for a moment and said, "Could it be that Apu will still harm me?" Let them in!"

The woman nodded and left, and after a while, Samp arrived with four cloaked men.

"Master of the house!" Samp took the lead in saluting, and the four people around him followed suit.

"Why did you come to find the old man? You can ask Apu to bring you, I think it should be a friend from outside!" Sang Xianyuan looked at the four cloaks.

The four of them did not speak, but looked at a painting behind Sang Xianyuan in a daze.

In the painting, there is a young man with a gun, and he can't see clearly, but the action of the gun is very familiar to the four of them.

"How old is this painting?" asked one of the cloaked men softly, in a delicate voice.

"Hide your head and show your tail. Don't you dare to show your true face here?" the woman snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Sang Ling. Don't be rude!" Sang Xianyuan was aware. He looked at the four of them with a smile, and after a while of silence, he said: "Apu doesn't know many outsiders, and with his character, the person who will let him introduce him like this must have a special identity." If the old man didn't guess wrong, could there be Xiao Ming's little friend among them?"

The four cloaked people were all slightly stunned, and then one of them smiled bitterly: "The eyes of the Sang family master are like electricity, so I can't hide it from you!"

Let's talk about it. The four of them lifted their cloaks in unison.

It is Xiao Ming, Tifa, Yingluo, and Xiao Zongzheng.

"This painting is not very long, it was painted by the old man when he first took over as the head of the house. This is a tradition of our Sang family, and whoever takes over the head of the family needs to draw a portrait of the son of prophecy by hand. However, at that time, Mr. only left the battle picture of the Prophecy Child, but he had no face. It's a pity!" Sang Xianyuan stared at Xiao Ming and said word by word.

Sang Ling on the side looked at Xiao Ming and the three of them, already stupid.

Not like. It seems that the prophecy left by Mr. back then was said by looking at Xiao Ming and the others. But the time difference between the two hundred years. Could it be that the gentleman could have foreseen the future?

"I've seen the head of the Sang family!" Xiao Ming and the four of them saluted again.

"Four of you sit down, I want you to come to find the old man like this, there should be something important!" Sang Xianyuan was not as excited as Sang Ling, but treated it indifferently.

Xiao Ming and the four of them sat down, but Sang Pu and Sang Ling stood on both sides of Sang Xianyuan.

"Five hundred years ago, the Sang clan got out of danger with the great grace of Mr., and the ancestors swore a heavy oath to the life and future of the Sang clan, no matter how much time passed, as long as the son of the prophecy that Mr. said appeared, the Sang clan would follow and die without regrets. Sang Xianyuan first said with great righteousness, and then looked at Xiao Ming with great meaning: "I don't know how the four of you know?

"What the Moon Fairy said!" Xiao Zongzheng said, and then smiled lightly: "The head of the Sang family, Mo Wei Zongzheng, interjected, it is really my brother who is not good at words. Originally, Zongzheng didn't want to come, but he had to be a mouthpiece!"

Xiao Zongzheng's self-deprecating words not only did not arouse disgust, but softened the atmosphere. Sang Xianyuan smiled and said no wonder, while Sang Ling's gaze softened a little.

"Moon Fairy!" Sang Xianyuan pondered for a moment, and then said: "The Moon Fairy does know the past of my Sang clan, but she doesn't seem to be that kind of enthusiastic person, why did she suddenly remember this matter?

Xiao Ming only spoke at this time: "The matter has been going on for a long time, the head of the Sang family, please allow us to talk about it in detail!"

Sang Xianyuan nodded in response, and Xiao Ming looked at Tifa - storytelling is really not Xiao Ming's specialty.

Tifa chose an important story about what happened after leaving the Doujiao Gate. Compared with Xiao Ming's saw-mouthed gourd, Tifa's eloquence is hundreds of times better, and it took two hours to tell his experience in the past month. Rao is a wise man like Sang Xianyuan couldn't help but sigh when he heard it, while Sang Pu and Sang Ling were stunned.

From Xiao Ming and the others secretly leaving Bei, until they met the Moon Fairy. In addition to some secrets about the parties, Tifa said the matter in great detail, since he was here to win over the Sang family, then he naturally had to make it clear. Of course, it's not that I haven't considered that the Sang family will sell themselves when they turn around. So there are also reservations.

When Tifa finished the story, Sang Xianyuan let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect that there would be such twists and turns in the individual, this association...... Hmph!" He was silent for a moment, and then seemed to have made a decision: "Xiao Ming Xiaoyou, it's a big deal, I don't know if you can answer a few questions from the old man?"

"The head of the Sang family, please speak!" Xiao Ming said.

"I saw Xiao Ming and the four of them staring at the old man's painting just now, is there something strange?" Sang Xianyuan actually already had the answer in his heart, but he still had to ask clearly.

Xiao Ming nodded: "That picture is very similar to my set of marksmanship." At the moment, this is the only way I can do it. Well, this time when I went to the Western Continent, I passed it to Wei Chixin of Yingyangmen, but because of my special marksmanship, even if he learns it, it should be completely different from the one in the picture!"

Sang Xianyuan's eyes lit up: "So, Xiao Ming's little friends will have all the marksmanship?"

Xiao Ming said: "I call this set of marksmanship a hundred birds and a phoenix, and I do know all of them." And I'm the only one with whom I use a gun, so no one learns it! I don't know anyone who can shoot like me!"

"A hundred birds are going to the phoenix? Ah Ling, go and call Jiu'er!" Sang Xianyuan ordered.

Sang Ling turned and left.

Sang Xianyuan said again: "Xiao Ming Xiaoyou, I don't know if I can have a discussion with the old man's granddaughter for a while, how about using that hundred birds to shoot the phoenix marksmanship?"

Xiao Ming knew that this was Sang Xianyuan's temptation, after all, this was related to the future of the 10,000 children of the Sang family, if it was done in a few words, he couldn't believe it. So he was mentally prepared before he came, but he didn't expect the temptation to start with a competition, but he didn't refuse, and nodded in response.

It didn't take long for Sang Ling to come in with a person.

At a glance, Xiao Ming and the four thought it was a boy, but they remembered that Sang Xianyuan was talking about his granddaughter just now. When you look closely, you can be sure of the identity of the other party, she is indeed a girl, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but she is dressed as a man, with short hair to her ears, sharp eyes, and a men's samurai uniform, which looks heroic and impressive.

Xiao Ming and the four of them are all realm masters, and as soon as they saw this girl, they immediately felt that the other party's realm was very high, at least at the peak of their potential. glanced at each other, and already understood that this girl was probably a genius of the Sang family's generation.

"Grandpa, what do you call me?" After the girl Sang Jiu came in, she clasped her fists and saluted, not squinting.

"Jiu'er, how are you doing with marksmanship?" Sang Xianyuan asked with a smile.

Sang Jiu didn't expect this to be this question, he was stunned for a moment, but he still replied immediately: "The nine diagrams of marksmanship left by Mr. Jiu'er have learned the eight diagrams, and he asked himself a little bit hot, but the ninth diagram is really unsolvable, and the conversion is very unclear!"

As she spoke, her gaze moved behind Sang Xianyuan.

The benefactor who was called Mr. by the Sang clan left a prophecy nine diagrams, which was actually a set of marksmanship. And for five hundred years, no one has really learned, but every person who participates in enlightenment will be greatly inspired and greatly strengthened, so this prophecy nine diagrams, can be described as a heavy treasure of the Sang family's lineage, and now it is casually hung in the flower hall, but it is only its shape, and it does not have its meaning, the real prophecy nine diagrams, only the children of the Sang family can see.

Sang Jiu is Sang Xianyuan's own granddaughter, Sang is known as the first genius in five hundred years, at the age of seven, he comprehended the first picture, learned to predict marksmanship, and then broke through all the way to improve, until now, seventeen-year-old Sang Jiu has learned eight pictures, only the last picture remains.

And what Sang Xianyuan painted is the last picture of the nine pictures of prophecy.

Xiao Ming's heart moved, and he said lightly: "The marksmanship in this picture is called the Hundred Birds Chaohuang, and this trick is the essence of the marksmanship, also known as the Hundred Birds Chaohuang." Take the intention to fly a hundred birds, just for the phoenix, the phoenix flies, and the birds follow each other. At its core, change is all about change. A hundred birds can be a phoenix, and a phoenix can also lead a hundred birds!"

Xiao Ming is talking about the outline of a hundred birds and a phoenix.

Sang Jiu really deserved to be known as the first day of the Sang family's vein for five hundred years, just based on Xiao Ming's words, his expression was shocked, and the whole person was stunned, his hands trembled slightly.

Sang Xianyuan, Sang Ling, and Sang Pu were overjoyed, they knew that Sang Jiu had made a breakthrough.

Xiao Ming didn't know how Sang Jiu cultivated the Hundred Bird Chaohuang Marksmanship without the true qi of the ancient martial arts, but it was certain that Sang Jiu's comprehension was extremely high, and Xiao Ming would never be stingy with advice on this. Anyway, for big plates, the more such situations, the better.

Everyone waited patiently, waiting for an hour, but no one was impatient, this is related to Sang Jiu's future, Sang Xianyuan and the three of them naturally waited, and Xiao Ming and the four of them also waited, because for them, this is more related to all future plans.

Finally, the momentum on Sang Jiu's body suddenly climbed, and then suddenly fell again.

"The feeling of guidance will never be forgotten for a lifetime!" Sang Jiu gave Xiao Ming a disciple salute. (To be continued......)