Three years later, the Hundred Clans Conference was like a huge mountain pressing on the chests of everyone in the Spiritual God lineage, leaving many people breathless.

It is an indisputable fact that this generation of the Spiritual God lineage is weak, but this generation of the Demon God Clan is the strongest generation in history. With one thing going the other way, we can foresee what will happen at the Hundred Clans Conference three years later.

It's not what the Spirit God lineage wants to see.

The originally solemn sacrificial ceremony that took place once a thousand years became heavy at this moment.

Kuanghu Lingzhantian withdrew the burst of divine light. His silver-white hair, which was originally full of fluorescence, now became a little darker. His brows wrinkled slightly, his majestic body swayed slightly, his face turned pale, and a wisp of blood flowed down his face.

It flows down from the corner of the mouth.

Seeing Ling Zhantian about to fall forward, everyone behind him was shocked.

"Father!"

"grandfather!"

"Grandpa Zu!"

Everyone hurried forward.

Sudden!

Ling Zhantian took a heavy step forward, and the black stone platform was immediately crushed to pieces, while his majestic body stood straight like a gun barrel.

"No need to come here, I'm not old enough to be helped by others." Ling Zhantian shouted in a deep voice, his voice full of sonorous determination.

The people who were about to step forward had no choice but to stop. They knew that the patriarch's temper was extremely stubborn. Even if he was about to faint and die, he would stand up straight and would never fall down so easily.

"Step back, I'll be alone for a while." Ling Zhantian waved his hand without looking back, looking at the distant sky, as if he was lost in thought.

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, shook their heads and retreated to a distance, but they did not leave here. However, those hundreds of thousands of people had already retreated from their ancestral land under the leadership of their respective clan heads. At this moment, only direct descendants were left.

Just some important collaterals.

"Didn't I tell you to step back? Why are you still standing?" Lingzhan Tianhu's eyes darkened. Although he did not turn around, he could still sense that there were still two people standing behind him who had not moved.

"Grandpa!" Ling Xuanhao said quickly: "Look who is back."

"It's the third child."

Ling Zhantian's tense face relaxed a little, and his tone was quite gentle: "You should also retreat with them." The voice was a little low, but not harsh at all, and seemed to have some inexplicable doting.

"Grandpa, eighth brother is back." Ling Xuanhao's voice was filled with excitement.

"Eighth brother? What eighth brother? Don't you only have seven brothers? Why is there one more?" Ling Zhantian frowned. He seemed to be thinking about something and didn't react for a moment.

"Turn your head and look."

"You naughty boy..."

Ling Zhantian scolded, but still turned his head as he was told. When he saw Lin Hao standing next to Ling Xuanhao, his tiger body trembled suddenly, his sharp eyes suddenly softened, and his mouth opened slightly, unable to help himself.

He began to tremble, "Lao...Lao Liu, you went back...home..." The steady voice became a little trembling, obviously he was suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Seeing Ling Zhantian's reaction, Lin Hao felt a little warm in his heart. Although he had heard from his third brother before, how much his father was favored by his grandfather, it was only now that he understood that his grandfather's love for his father had reached an unparalleled level.

degree.

Ling Zhantian looked at Lin Hao blankly, his eyes gradually becoming moist.

At this moment, Lin Hao also felt a kind of family affection that he had not felt for a long time. It was derived from the inheritance of blood. It was a feeling thicker than water. It was a feeling that only a family could have. At this moment, he realized

, I really went home.

But this sentence also reminded Lin Hao that the bad premonition finally appeared. His parents were not in the clan, which made him feel deeply disappointed. However, he had returned to the clan and he would figure it out later.

As long as parents are still alive, there must be a way to find them.

Ling Xuanhao on the side looked at this scene with relief. This trip was not in vain. Grandpa's knot over the years should be able to be untied.

Uncle Liu passed away in the past, and grandpa stayed in seclusion for a full ten years without eating or drinking. When he finally came out, almost no one recognized him. He only recovered in the past few years. He also knew that Uncle Liu's place in grandpa's heart was

What level of status has it achieved?

Precisely because he looks very similar to Uncle Six, he is the one that Grandpa loves the most among his peers. Of course, he also knows that this is because of Uncle Six, who loves the house and the bird.

"Lao Liu...where have you been all these years..." Ling Zhantian murmured.

"Grandpa, he is not the sixth uncle." Ling Xuanhao reminded, although he couldn't bear it, sooner or later Ling Zhantian would know.

"It's not Lao Liu..." Ling Zhantian trembled, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Grandpa, the eighth brother is the only son of the sixth uncle."

"What?" Ling Zhantian shrank his eyes and stared at Lin Hao, "You... are you really Lao Liu's only son?"

"Lin Hao has met grandpa." Lin Hao immediately knelt down and saluted.

"Lin Hao, as expected, that's the name. Back then, Lao Liu said that if he gave birth to a son, he would name him Hao, and if he gave birth to a girl, he would name her Yao." Ling Zhantian murmured to himself, and said with a delighted smile: "Okay!

OK! The sixth child has an heir. My dear grandson, please get up quickly."

"Yes!" Lin Hao stood up.

"Child, where is your father?" Ling Zhantian was full of hope.

"The father and mother left when the grandson was eight years old and have been missing ever since. The grandson learned that he was a descendant of the spiritual gods in an accident, so he came here to look for him." Lin Hao sighed.

After a while, it was obvious that the parents had not returned to the spiritual lineage.

"Missing..."

Ling Zhantian raised his head and closed his eyes slightly, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been unwilling to take action back then... I wouldn't have caused such a situation today. Lao Liu might still hate me now.

, so that..."

Hearing these words, Lin Hao's heart trembled. Judging from his grandfather's words, some things happened in the past, which caused his parents to leave the spiritual lineage and live in seclusion in the Eastern Wasteland. Later, something happened again.

, which led to the two leaving.

Although he really wanted to know, Lin Hao knew that it was not easy to ask more questions about Ling Zhantian's current condition, so as not to touch more sad things.

"Eighth brother, let's step back first and let grandpa be alone for a while." Ling Xuanhao also knew this and walked up and whispered.

"Yeah!" Lin Hao nodded slightly.

Immediately!

The two of them bowed and retreated to the back.

As the two returned, the elders and disciples standing at the back gathered around one after another. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Hao, some were excited, some were curious, but most of them were happy and kind.

"This is Lao Liu's son."

"He's Uncle Six's only son? How old is he?"

"Twenty-eight? Twenty years younger than me... I'm the youngest one. I didn't expect there to be someone younger than me. Come on, call me sister."

Being surrounded by a group of elders and peers should have been a happy thing, but at this moment Lin Hao couldn't be happy, especially when he heard the youngest sister's words, he felt dumbfounded, but he felt the warmth of family affection.

No one in this group of people looked at him with a strange look, they were all filled with joy.

"This is the thirteenth uncle, this is the seventh uncle, the thirty-eighth aunt..." Ling Xuanhao introduced the elders to Lin Hao one by one with a smile.

"This is the fourth child, and this one is the sixteenth child..."

Among peers, after the direct lineage is ranked, the collateral lineage begins to be ranked based on strength. There are only eight direct lineages in this generation, including Lin Hao, and among them, they are ranked based on age, because the age gap is relatively large.

Therefore, the strength of the original seven people is also very different, and the ranking will not change in the short term.

so!

Even the direct lineage Lao Wu may not be as strong as the collateral lineage Lao Jiu. Of course, the latter is much older than the former.

Not all the elders present were here. Most of the important elders were not there, especially those of the same generation as Lin Hao's father. The first few were either traveling to practice or in retreat and would not be coming back in the short term.

As for the younger generation, they have not grown up yet, but the eldest one is twice as old as Lin Hao. For the ancient protoss, this can only be regarded as a teenager. After all, the lifespan of the ancient protoss, even if it is not

One can reach about three hundred years old through cultivation. If one reaches a certain level in cultivation, such as the level of a king, it is not unusual to live for three or four thousand years, and some can even live up to five thousand years.

Due to Ling Zhantian's poor condition at the moment, he is temporarily unable to host the major ceremony for Lin Hao's return to the lineage of the Spiritual God, so he will put it on hold for now.

After getting to know the elders and peers in his direct lineage, Ling Xuanhao took Lin Hao back to the clan and arranged for a single building.

Just when Lin Hao was about to take a rest, there was a knock on the door.

"Has eighth brother slept?"

"Third brother! Is something wrong?"

"Grandpa is looking for you." Ling Xuanhao said.

"I know." Lin Hao got up, put on his clothes a little, tidied up, opened the door and walked out.

Under the guidance of Ling Xuanhao, they came to a quiet place in the clan, surrounded by green bamboos and a pavilion in the bamboo forest.

"Come in." As soon as the two of them approached, Ling Zhantian's voice sounded.

"Go in, grandpa has something to say to you alone." Ling Xuanhao smiled slightly and patted Lin Hao's shoulder.

"Um!"

Lin Hao nodded.
To be continued...