Dongfang Junhao watched everyone run towards the tribe, running to their respective homes excitedly and eagerly, and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment rose in his heart, yes, it was a sense of accomplishment.

If it weren't for Dongfang Junhao to look for them, I don't know how long it would take for them to return to the clan, and even, there would be no chance to reunite with their families when they came back.

"Huh~~ After several twists and turns, Luoxia Mountain and his party have been around for so long, and it has finally come to an end"

Dongfang Junhao took a deep breath and looked at his clan's feelings.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go home, I don't know what happened to my mother."

Dongfang Junhao slapped the eight-armed demon ape and followed, but the eight-armed demon ape was huge, and every time he stepped on it, the earth would tremble.

"Boss, is this your clan?

The ginseng doll flew next to Dongfang Junhao and said.

"Yes, I also saw the tribe for the first time, I couldn't see it when I left, although I knew some with the help of my mind, but how can it be compared to now, I have been away from the tribe for more than nine years, and I don't know what happened to the tribe."

Dongfang Junhao said with emotion.

"Oh, I see!"

Ginseng Doll said thoughtfully.

At this time, Dongfang Junhao saw that his father was the fastest runner and had already entered the tribe, and the rest of the people followed closely behind, and their shouts had already alarmed the clansmen in the tribe.

When the clansmen came out, they recognized them as the few people who had gone into the mountains to hunt and disappeared a few years ago, and they suddenly exploded.

After hearing the news, the old patriarch was also helped to the tribal courtyard, but over the years, as the old patriarch got older and older, he felt guilty, so the old man's body was overwhelmed and he fell ill.

When everyone in the tribe saw Dongfang Junhao coming with an eight-armed demon ape, they were all stunned, and some even hid in their own homes and didn't dare to come out.

Until Murong Xue suddenly shouted in the crowd, breaking the temporary silence of the whole scene.

"Feiying, is that you? Are you back?"

Murong Xue squeezed out of the crowd and ran in front of Dongfang Feiying, her pale face full of tears.

"Cher, it's me, it's me who is back, are you okay? I'm sorry! I've been worrying you for so long, you're haggard."

Dongfang Feiying stroked Murong Xue's pretty face and gently wiped away her tears, her heart aching.

"Woo~~ You're finally back, I thought I'd never see you again, woo~~"

Murong Xue listened to Dongfang Feiying's words, her heart was sour, and she immediately threw herself into Dongfang Feiying's arms and cried loudly, the grievances she had held for many years were like the surging river that burst the embankment, and it was out of control, and Murong Xue at this time couldn't care about anything else.

Dongfang Junhao, who was in the distance, saw this scene, his eyes were also red, and he wanted to cry.

At this moment, other clansmen also fell into the joy of reunion, happy is the joy of reunion, and painful is the pain of long-lost lovesickness.

However, in this short period, people ignored the huge guy of the eight-armed demon ape.

After a while, the old patriarch said weakly: "Ahem, cough, it's good to come back, thank God, it's better to come back alive than anything."

"Patriarch, are you sick? Hurry, get inside the house, it's cold outside"

"Yes, patriarch, you must take care of your health!"

"Alas, since the patriarch heard that you were eaten by the big tiger, your health has been getting worse day by day, I didn't expect you to be alive, God bless!"

......

At this time, the clansmen said one after another.

"Feiying, our little Junhao may have gone to look for you nine years ago, and he has been missing so far, and he hasn't come back yet, woo woo ......"

Thinking of Dongfang Junhao, Murong Xue cried loudly again.

As soon as everyone in the tribe heard Dongfang Junhao, they lowered their heads one after another, a child who was blind at the beginning dared to go to Luoxia Mountain, but these normal people were not as good as a child with eye disease.

"No, Cher, he's not missing, look who that person is"

Dongfang Feiying gently pushed Murong Xue away, helped her wipe away her tears, and said softly.

At this time, not only Murong Xue, but even the clansmen next to him heard this, and they all turned their eyes to the young man who was sitting on the shoulders of the eight-armed demon ape.

Dongfang Yu, Dongfang Aoki and several people needless to say, they all know who that person is, but the other clansmen don't know, and they all look at each other.

Dongfang Jun Hao, who was in the distance, saw that all the clansmen were looking at him, and couldn't help jumping down from the eight-armed demon ape, and explained a few words to the ginseng doll by the way, and then walked slowly towards Murong......

"Mother's Parent"

Dongfang Junhao came to Murong Xue under the gaze of all the clansmen and shouted.

"What? are you...... Are you Xiao Junhao?"

When Murong Xue heard the sound of "mother", her heart trembled, and she asked in disbelief.

"Mother, I'm Xiao Junhao! How different am I from when I was a child?

Dongfang Junhao blinked his bright eyes and said with some mischievousness.

"Sister-in-law, that's right, you have a good son, he is Xiao Junhao, if it weren't for Xiao Junhao, we wouldn't be able to come back"

At this time, Dongfang Yu testified, and several other people also nodded with deep feelings.

Although Murong Xue couldn't believe it, as a mother's intuition about her own flesh and blood, she told her that the handsome young man in front of her was her son who had been missing for many years, not to mention, there was Dongfang Feiying's identification.

Murong Xue hugged Dongfang Junhao and sobbed: "Child, where have you been for so many years? Do you know how much your mother misses you and worries about you?"

"Mother, I'm not coming back! It's okay, it's all over, and besides, I've got my dad back."

Dongfang Junhao, in order not to worry Murong Xue, said lightly.

"Son, are your eyes healed?

Murong Xue asked in surprise.

"Yes, mother, my eyes are already good, I can finally be like a normal person"

Dongfang Junhao said to Murong Xue with a smile.

"It's great."

Murong Xue hugged Dongfang Junhao and smiled excitedly, and smiled happily......

"Child, what have you encountered in the past few years? What has happened? You can regain your vision of congenital eye diseases, you must have a wonderful opportunity!"

The old patriarch also heard Dongfang Junhao's conversation, walked over tremblingly, and asked.

"Patriarch Grandpa, are you okay?"

Dongfang Junhao saw that the old patriarch didn't seem to be in good health, and asked with concern.

"Ahem! It's nothing, a handful of old bones, and you can't die, child, can you, tell grandpa, you are young, alone in the mountains, how did you come over in the past few years?"

The old patriarch's body was indeed very sick, and every time he said a word, he had to take several breaths to rest, and it was very difficult.

Dongfang Junhao saw it in his eyes, and his heart was very uncomfortable, so he took the old patriarch to his home, lit a carbon fire, and chatted slowly and warmly.

"What did you say, child? You met the ancestors of my people?

The old patriarch stood up suddenly with a dead wood cane, looking at Dongfang Junhao with an excited expression, his thin and old face trembling.

Dongfang Junhao told everything to the old patriarch, Dongfang Feiying, and Murong Xue.

Since Dongfang Junhao remembered, apart from his parents, only the old patriarch was the best for him, so for Dongfang Junhao, there was no need to hide anything from the old patriarch.

"Yes, Patriarch Grandpa, I know that this matter is not trivial for the clan, so how can I talk nonsense?"

Dongfang Junhao said.

"Child, grandpa also watched you grow up, knowing that you are kind-hearted, grandpa didn't doubt you, but as you said, this matter is very important!"

The old patriarch said with a serious face.

Dongfang Feiying and Murong Xue also looked at Dongfang Junhao very solemnly, although Dongfang Junhao is no longer what it used to be, but in the eyes of their couple, they are still the same as before.

"Patriarch Grandpa, there have been several cultivation ancestors in our clan, has anything happened to the clan before?"

Dongfang Junhao asked.

"Alas, the tribal experience is indeed indescribable, you come with me!"

The old patriarch sighed, and as he spoke, he walked out tremblingly with a dead wooden cane.

Dongfang Junhao's family of three glanced at each other and followed......

It didn't take long for the three of them to follow the old patriarch to the ancestral house of the tribe.

The four of them entered the ancestral house, and after bowing to the ancestral tablet according to the clan rules, the old patriarch picked up the ancient tribal genealogy in front of the tablet.

"A long time ago, our Eastern Tribes were the most prosperous tribe in the Donghua Dragon Domain."

The old patriarch blew lightly, taking advantage of the slight dust on the score, and then said.

"Our tribe has gone through a lot of development, but there are many things that are missing from the tribal genealogy, and only a few have survived."

The old patriarch carefully flipped through the pedigree and began to tell, and the three members of Dongfang Junhao's family listened attentively.

"Our clan only has one ancestor of cultivation, and he has great prestige in the entire Donghua Dragon Domain, even in the cultivation realm at that time, he was also famous, at that time, the people in the cultivation realm called him Dongfang Shenqi"

Speaking of this, the old patriarch's old face was full of pride.

"Child, do you remember the story that grandpa told you that day?"

The old patriarch looked at Dongfang Junhao with a smile and asked.

"Remember, Grandpa Patriarch, is the person you said who fought with the immortals the ancestor?"

Dongfang Junhao nodded and asked.

"That's right, it's him, the Eastern Shenwu Taizu of our tribe, the cultivation world calls him the Eastern Shenqi"

The old patriarch looked eagerly at the tablet on the wooden table and said.

"Patriarch Grandpa, could it be Shenwu Taizu that I met?" but his old man has only been asleep for a long time."

Dongfang Junhao said suspiciously.

"Except for Taizu, who else can live so long? Our clan has a long heritage, it must have been his old man who saved you, this is really providence!"

The old patriarch sighed.

"Patriarch, what happened to our tribe?

At this time, Dongfang Feiying also asked.

"Yes, patriarch grandpa, who is going to deal with our clan?"

This question has been bothering Dongfang Junhao for a long time, and the scene in the underground secret room that day appeared in his mind again, and he has always wanted to know who is harming their clan.

"On this issue, it's a pity, I've looked into it for so many years, and I don't have any eyebrows, but one thing is certain......"

The old patriarch's face turned red when he heard this, and he was a little ashamed in the face of Dongfang Junhao's question.

"What is it?"

Dongfang Junhao, Dongfang Feiying and Murong Xue asked in unison.

"Ahem, back then, Taizu was besieged by many masters of the cultivation realm and fell, which must be related to a certain force in the cultivation realm."

The old patriarch coughed suddenly, and his complexion was a little worse than before, it seemed that after talking for so long, it had a great impact on his body.

"Patriarch, are you alright?"

"Grandpa Patriarch, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing this, the three of them hurriedly asked with concern.

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, you don't have to worry, I also practiced a little bit of cultivation in my early years, and I can't die, hehe!"

The old patriarch said indifferently.

When the three of them heard this, they all looked at the old patriarch in surprise, they didn't expect that the old patriarch had also cultivated, this old patriarch was hiding deep enough!

"Child, if you have a chance, you go to the Dugu tribe and ask your grandfather Dugu, perhaps, from him, you will get useful news for you"

The old patriarch said to Dongfang Junhao.

"Well, I know the patriarch grandfather, by the way, patriarch grandfather, hasn't our clan passed down any cultivation techniques?"

Dongfang Junhao nodded, and then asked.

"A long time ago, the tribe seemed to have martial arts exercises, but later with the fall of Taizu, the tribe also suffered a fatal blow, and in the long migration, they have all been lost, alas!"

The old patriarch sighed sadly.

When Dongfang Junhao heard this, he was speechless for a while, and he couldn't help but secretly decide in his heart that he must let the tribe return to the peak and revive the tribe.

"Daddy, mother, patriarch grandpa, I decided to go to the cultivation realm in two days to experience and practice"

Dongfang Junhao said suddenly.

"What? You're going to go to the Cultivation Realm to train?"

Dongfang Feiying, Murong Xue, and the old patriarch all looked at Dongfang Junhao in surprise......