Many experts from the Han family appeared one after another and looked at the stars.
Han Shanzi had just walked out of the cellar and was shocked by the sudden appearance of a terrifying aura.
Above the sky, four figures stood proudly, looking at the tribe below.
"This...this is the Han family tribe."
Looking at the thousands of Han family members below, Han Shan's eyes were a little moist.
The same blood flows in their bodies, and even if they are separated by countless years, the blood connection cannot be blocked.
Needing no introduction, Han Shan and Han Shi could feel the blood in their bodies beginning to boil, creating a resonance.
The Han family thought it was a powerful enemy and were ready for battle.
Countless crossbows were pointed at the sky, and several elders of the Tianxuan Realm among them even performed hand seals one after another.
After the laws of Zhenwu Continent were further perfected, in just over a year, a large number of Tianxuan realms were born.
Han Shanzi's eyes narrowed. He didn't recognize the other three, but there was one person whose appearance he could remember even after countless years apart.
"Let's go down!"
Liu Wuxie said softly, and her body turned into a meteor and landed in front of Han Shanzi.
Han Shan, Han Shi and Song Ying followed closely behind.
"Senior Han, it's not too late for me to come back."
Liu Wuxie hugged her fists towards Han Shanzi. The latter was so excited that he could not speak. He turned around slightly and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Han Long looked at Liu Wuxie with his mouth wide open. These two grown men actually shed tears.
"Not too late, not too late!"
After Han Shanzi wiped away his tears, he opened the folds on his face and stepped forward to hold Liu Wuxie's hands.
"Let me introduce you to them. These are Han Shan and Han Shi. They are disciples of Fenlingyuan and have the same origin as you."
Liu Wuxie introduced them to each other, and Han Shanzi and Han Long quickly stepped forward and looked at Han Shan and Han Shi.
"I've met two uncles!"
Han Shan and Han Shi saluted quickly.
The surrounding Han family disciples gathered one after another. When they learned that Liu Wuxie was back, the entire Han family was in a state of shock, especially when Liu Wuxie brought people from the ancestral line.
"Okay, okay, great. I can still see people from my ancestors in this life. I will die with no regrets."
Han Shanzi couldn't control his tears and held the two of them in his arms.
Han Shi and Han Shan could feel Han Shanzi's mood at this moment.
For three hundred thousand years, they have been waiting day and night for this day.
"Senior Han, how is Brother Han?"
It's important to save people first, and the small talk can be put aside for the time being.
"The situation is not good."
Mentioning Han Feizi, Han Shanzi showed a trace of worry on his face.
"Take me to have a look quickly. I've brought back the Dragon Origin Grass."
Hearing that Han Feizi's condition was not very good, Liu Wuxie looked worried and walked quickly towards the cellar.
Entering the cellar, his spiritual consciousness entered Han Feizi's body, and Liu Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Shan and the others followed in. They already knew that Liu Wuxie entered the Purple Bamboo Star Territory for the sake of the children of the Han family, and were moved by his spirit.
The Ancestral Tree was mobilized and a large amount of essence was injected into Han Feizi's body.
The damaged tendons and body are recovering quickly.
Take out the Dragon Origin Grass and a magical fruit.
Liu Wuxie hunted a large number of gods in the underworld and kept a few magical fruits, hoping to come back and save Han Feizi.
After forming a seal with both hands, the Dragon Origin Grass began to change, and actually transformed into a dragon energy, which penetrated into Han Feizi's body.
Crush the magical power fruit, turn it into a terrifying liquid, and enter Han Feizi's soul sea.
Three years have passed, and Han Feizi's soul has dried up, leaving only the faint aura of his soul.
Nourished by the magical power fruit, the soul power began to recover, like a dry river bed with bursts of sweet rain falling.
Contained in Longyuan grass
It's not just a ray of dragon energy, but a ray of life.
This ray of life entered Han Feizi's body, awakening his life, and his shriveled body gradually came to life.
Seeing that his son's face finally had a trace of color, Han Shanzi's heart dropped.
"Senior Han, the three of them are here. They have important things to do. We have limited time, so we should split up as soon as possible."
Liu Wuxie said to Han Shanzi at this time.
He had only three days to rush back and had to arrange everything as soon as possible.
"Whatever you need me to do, just ask me."
Han Shanzi's eyes became extremely solemn. How could he not see that Liu Wuxie came back this time not just to treat Han Feizi?
"Uncle, take us to meet our ancestors first and then discuss the matter."
Han Shan said at this time.
When you arrive at the Han family tribe, you must visit your ancestors.
"You guys come with me!"
Han Shanzi left with Han Shan and Han Shi, while Han Long stayed to accompany Liu Wuxie.
Song Ying left the cellar and checked the situation in Zhenwu Continent. Everyone had a clear division of labor.
An hour later, all the Han family tribesmen knew that thousands of people were kneeling outside the clan hall, and everyone was crying.
Han Shan and Han Shi walked out of the clan hall, their eyes red.
In the cellar, Han Feizi's face gradually recovered.
“Recovery speed is so fast.”
Han Long was surprised. The Ancestral Tree contained extremely strong repairing energy.
Han Feizi opened his eyes slightly and looked around with a blank expression.
"Where am I?"
Before his body fully regained consciousness, Han Feizi felt that he had had a dream.
A very long dream.
I dreamed of traveling across the world with my brothers holding swords.
I dreamed of my father’s instructions and instructions.
He dreamed of his mother sobbing softly in his ear.
"Brother Han!"
Liu Wuxie stepped forward quickly and held Han Feizi's right hand. Two drops of crystal tears fell from the corners of Liu Wuxie's eyes.
The big stone weighing on my heart finally fell.
"Brother Liu, you are home."
Han Feizi's memory was still stuck three years ago. After he set foot on the Tianxing Terrace, his memory was cut off.
He clearly remembered that Liu Wuxie sank into the depths of the red luan that covered the sky.
It was him who lit up the Tianxing Terrace and found Liu Wuxie's way home.
"I'm going home, I'm going home."
Not real brothers, but better than real brothers, the two hugged each other tightly.
To be continued...