"Bastard, we're going to kill you!"

"Ah... I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I killed him."

"Song Qi, you get out of the way, and if you don't get out of the way, you will fight together."

...

Song Xuan's words completely ignited the anger of his tribe members. Looking at the tribe members who wanted to kill him immediately, Song Xuan's face was full of mocking and said, "Who am I?"

"I, Song Xuan, the first-grade fire spirit root, are you called waste. Why? Is it really because I have low talent? No, because there are many people in our Song family who do not have spiritual roots and cannot practice. Because like me, there are many people in the Song family who only have first-grade spiritual roots, why are I called waste?"

"Do you know the reason? Of course, you all know that it is because my father is Song Boyuan." After saying that, Song Xuan yelled out directly.

Song Xuan laughed at himself and continued, "The pride of heaven who once led the Song family to Jixuan City, the family hero who should be remembered by his clan members, but he was destroyed by his cultivation, his spiritual roots, and he fell from the pride of heaven to the mortal world."

"What's ridiculous is that the person who made such a great contribution to the family ended up being called a useless person by the clan members."

"Without my father, can the Song family stand firm in Jixuan City?"

"Without my father, can you have the current cultivation level?"

"Without my father, can the Song family be where they are today?"

"What did you do to the former heroes of the family? Do you want me to tell you?"

"It's spitting, disdain, insulting, exclusion, haha, it's ridiculous."

"Do you know why I disdain you? Because you are a group of ungrateful people. The Song family relies on you to achieve glory? It's really ridiculous."

"What's even more ridiculous is that even the elders who once shared the joys and sorrows with my father now want me and my son to die immediately."

Song Xuan suddenly looked at Song Zhize and said angrily: "When my father was in cultivation, how much you admired my father, but now, he has been making things difficult for me, his nephew, and he can only receive half of the resources every month..."

"It's simply nonsense, I..." Song Zhize would definitely not admit it, and interrupted it directly, his rat eyes almost popped out of his eyes.

"Shut up."

As a result, at this moment, Song Xingde interrupted him with a gloomy face and looked at Song Xuan and said, "Xuan'er, continue to say, I want to see what my Song family looks like now."

When he was in the clan meeting before, he saw that many people in the family were targeting Song Xuan and planned to deal with it, but after that, something happened to Taixu, he had to let it go temporarily.

Song Xuan smiled disdainfully and said, "The day before the clan meeting, I went to collect resources and wanted to improve my strength. As a result, you were extremely humiliating me. Not only did you give me all the Xuanyu fruit, but you also threw it on the ground. Even the clan meeting was murderous intent on me that day. Do you dare to deny it?"

Song Zhize's chest was so angry that his chest was fluctuating violently. Of course, he did not dare to deny that so many people in the clan saw it that day.

When everyone heard this, they were all silent, and the angry expressions of many people gradually calmed down.

Song Xuan ignored it, then suddenly looked at Song Jianyuan and sneered: "And uncle, you don't think I knew it when you met before? A dignified innate master actually used his spiritual sense to explore my storage bag for the sake of false treasures. This is my uncle, haha!"

"Don't you want to know why my strength suddenly improved? OK, I'll tell you today."

As soon as Song Xuan said this, almost all the innate masters were shocked and could not help but look at listening. Song Xingde hurriedly stopped him and said, "Xuan'er, no!"

Song Xuan didn't care and continued, "Speaking of it, I have to thank Song Wenjia. The day before the clan meeting, he punched me in the head. I was unconscious on the spot and was seriously injured. Maybe it was a pity that God saw me. When I woke up, I found that my understanding had increased greatly, so my strength had improved so much. What's funny is that you actually thought it was my father who gave me the treasure, haha."

As soon as these words were said, everyone suddenly realized it, especially Song Jianyuan, with such an expression.

With a smile, Song Xuan suddenly looked at Song Wenjia with a gloomy face and sneered: "During the clan meeting, everyone thought I was cruel, but I didn't think about how cruel they were when they attacked me. When they used a short sword to portray it on me, do you know? When they burned on me with a fire, do you know? When they whipped on me with a long whip, do you know?"

"You don't know that you are just guns and sticks in other people's hands. You can hit them wherever they use them."

"Even at this time today, Song Wenjia did not forget to use your power to suppress me, haha."

Originally, Song Xuan didn't plan to say these things. He wanted to take revenge by himself in the future, but today, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"This is the Song family, from the elders to you, all targeted me, father and son, haha."

"This Song family is heartbreaking!"

After Song Xuan said the last sentence, he left the ancestral hall without looking back regardless of what his tribe members thought.

He is leaving the Song family. As for his father Song Boyuan, he will have the ability in the future to see if he can help him recover his spiritual roots.

As soon as Song Xuan left, Song Tianyou also chased after him.

...

After Song Xuan finished speaking, the ancestral temple was terriblely quiet, and the needles could be heard, and no one dared to speak out.

All the elders were calm and did not say a word, while those tribe members who had bullied and insulted Song Xuan were gritting their teeth and clenched their fists, but they remained silent.

Some children who are still young and only a few years old feel such a depressing atmosphere, all look scared, tears rolling in their eyes, but they dare not cry.

Song Xingde looked at the tribe members in front of him and suddenly felt very painful. Is this the Song family? It has become so decayed?

He remembered that it was not the case when he handed over the family to Song Jianyuan. Although Song Jianyuan and others had opposed him giving the third brother resources before, he could understand, and after he scolded him, they all stopped.

Later, no one dared to mention this matter again. Moreover, although he felt the rejection of Song Xuan by his clan members, he did not bully, so he did not take it seriously.

But who would have thought that after Song Jianyuan took over, the family changed and became what they are today.

When he thought of the scars on Song Xuan's arm before, his heart felt curdled.

Thinking of what Song Xuan said just now, Song Xingde was heartbroken. All the children of the Song family became a group of ungrateful people.

"Is this my Song family?"

Song Xingde was a little confused. He was thriving in his eyes. What was the ever-increasing Song family like?

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have handed over the family to Jianyuan at the beginning."

Thinking of this, Song Xingde suddenly glanced at Song Jianyuan, then remembered something, looked at Song Wenjia again, and his eyes suddenly burst into anger.

As the saying goes, you can tell the whole leopard with a glimpse. When the clan meeting was held before, he felt Song Wenjia's scheming, aroused the clan's emotions, saying that Song Xuan was cruel and made the clan hate Song Xuan.

And today, at such a moment, when he inspires his tribe and is excited, it is Song Wenjia again, which arouses the anger of his tribe.

This is his biological grandson. He is so scheming at a young age, and coupled with the previous incidents of Song Jianyuan...

Even Song Jianyuan, who was in charge of everything in the family, and his son, can be imagined how other descendants will be.

Thinking of this, Song Xingde's eyes couldn't help but swept across the faces of each tribe.

"The Song family is really corrupt."

A look of confusion flashed across Song Xingde's face, and then he became determined in an instant, and he said to himself: "Song family, it's time to rectify it."

"Very good, this is my Song family member. If Xuan'er doesn't say it, I don't know yet. I didn't expect that you have treated them, father and son in this way over the years."

Song Xingde looked at the tribe members angrily and said angrily: "Xuan'er is right, you are a group of ungrateful things. Who is the dependence on my Song family to be able to have today? Is it me, Song Xingde? Or is he, Song Jianyuan? Ah?"

"Not all, it's Song Boyuan, the one you claim to be a useless person. It's him who let you have these cultivation resources. If it weren't for him, we were still in Daping Town, still fighting for a low-grade Yuan stone, and fighting for a Xuanyu fruit."

"He is the biggest hero in our Song family who has reached this point today, but how did you do such a hero?"

"Insult? Scolding? What qualifications do you have to insult him? Are you all a group of unconscienced beasts?"

Song Xingde was completely furious at this time and cursed directly, saying angrily: "Even if it is a beast, I know how to be grateful. What you do is worse than animals. How could my Song family have such a group of things like you?"

Song Xingde scolded him very badly, and his second brother Song Chengfu couldn't help but shout, "Brother..."

"Shut up!"

Song Xingde interrupted without any mercy and pointed at Song Chengfu and said angrily: "How did I explain to you before I retreat? I asked you to correct Jianyuan when he did something wrong, but how did you do it?"

As he said that, Song Xingde pointed to a group of grandchildren in front of him and said angrily: "Look, look at what my Song family has become. They have raised a group of people who only know how to bully the same clan and have no gratitude. My Song family is already extremely rotten, can't you see it? Do you want my Song family to be completely destroyed?"

Song Chengfu, an old man in his seventies or eighties, was blushed by Song Xingde's scolding, as if he felt his face was dull. He snorted angrily, shook his sleeves, turned around and left.

He can't stay anymore.

Song Xingde glanced at his second brother, and ignored him, then looked at his son Song Jianyuan, and said with a grudge: "You have always been steady in your work, so I will give your family to you to take over. I hope you will take over my position in the future, but you disappointed me too much. A good family will make you feel messy."

"I was wrong. You don't have the ability to become the leader of a clan, from now on..."

When Song Jianyuan heard this, he felt something was wrong and suddenly panicked in his heart and said hurriedly: "Father..."

Song Xingde ignored Song Jianyuan and continued: "From now on, you don't have to interfere in all matters in the family."

Swish...

Song Jianyuan's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He could only endure it, and he felt very hatred in his heart.

"The other important positions of the family will also make adjustments this time. In addition, the cultivation resources of family disciples also need to be adjusted."

"You have lived a very comfortable life, and you have spent all your thoughts on intrigue. From next month, all your cultivation resources will be reduced by half. You want more resources, do tasks, go to the family store to help, and go to the training..."

As soon as these words were said, everyone in the Song family changed their faces. The innate masters were fine, but the faces of those disciples of the family turned pale.

...

"Okay, it's all gone."

Song Xingde vented, then waved his hand tiredly to let the tribe members leave. As a result, a natural breath entered the sky of the Song family, and at the same time, a sound spread throughout the Song family.

"Song Xingde received the order!"

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Chapter completed!