"Um... Senior Zhen, you don't need to be too sad. As long as there are seeds, the Zhen clan will still be there. Should these clan members be released first?"
Ximen Hao looked at Zhen Ling'er as if she had lost her soul, and quickly began to feel relieved.
"Huh? Are you not from the Zhen family?"
Zhen Ling'er's little face instantly darkened, and even contained a strong murderous intent.
"Don't get me wrong, Young Patriarch, he is a good friend of mine, and he helped me sneak in here! Now that the Zhen Mansion ruins have been destroyed by many forces, and the ancestral hall is also under the feet of the three major families, the younger generation has no choice but to ask Ximen for help.
Hao!"
Zhen Huan quickly explained that the young patriarch had a bad temper.
"Help you? Does our Zhen family need help from outsiders when we enter our own shelter?"
Zhen Ling'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She had just woken up, and her thoughts were still stuck on the time when the Zhen Mansion was at its peak.
Zhen Huan is ashamed:
"Young Patriarch, the era of our Zhen Mansion has passed...all the juniors are incompetent and cannot enter here alone and let the family secrets leak out!"
"Alas! Why don't you leak anything? This place can only be used once, and there is only one chance to use it, just to leave seeds for the Zhen family. By the way, this person is your...man?"
Zhen Ling'er saw that the two people were of similar cultivation, and that they were both talented and beautiful. Moreover, they were involved in a big family secret, so she misunderstood.
"Young patriarch, don't..."
"Hahaha! The young patriarch has such good eyesight! The love story between Huanhuan and I starts from the moment I rescued her!"
Ximen Haotian shamelessly hugged Zhen Huan's shoulders, pinched him gently with his palm, and reminded him not to break.
Why did he say this?
Top-grade earth spirit! What if you want to kill people and silence them?
Zhen Ling'er has nothing to do with him. Not to mention the secrets here, if it is revealed that there are many clan members in the Zhen Mansion, the people who destroyed the Zhen Mansion will definitely eradicate them!
Zhen Huan suddenly understood what Ximen Hao meant, and smiled unnaturally, acquiescing.
Sure enough, the looming cold light in Zhen Ling'er's eyes disappeared.
Although Ximen Hao saved them, she didn't mind being an ungrateful person for the sake of the family's last bloodline.
"Alas! Our Zhen family was so prosperous back then, but we never imagined that there would only be so few people left."
Zhen Ling'er sighed, then suddenly opened her wrist and waved her hand vigorously.
"Swish swish..."
A hundred drops of the purest blood of the Zhen family flew out!
She is the second generation of the Ke clan, and her blood is purer than Zhen Huan, so she does not need to use blood essence at all, her own blood can awaken these clan members.
Hundreds of drops of blood all fell on the head of the crystal coffin, and instantly got into it.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
When a member of the Mingzhen clan wakes up, their memories all remain at the moment they fell asleep, so they know their responsibilities.
"Rumble..."
One by one, the coffins were pushed open, and a large amount of green liquid flowed out.
"Brother..."
Zhen Huan looked at his elder brother who was slowly walking out of the crystal coffin and walked over slowly.
"Small… Ring?"
Zhen Pi's thinking is obviously not active yet. Although he knows his sister, he still doesn't understand why she is here.
Ximen Hao looked at the people of the Zhen clan who came out, and found that they had the lowest cultivation level and were also the best true spirits!
There are golden spirits, great spirits, and even the Holy Spirit that I cannot see through.
These people looked really young. Although their appearance did not indicate their age, he could feel the aura of youth in these people.
Sure enough, they are all geniuses of Zhen Mansion!
"Brother!"
Zhen Huan threw herself into Zhen Pi's arms and cried loudly.
For more than eight thousand years, their family was separated by the enemy. She saw with her own eyes that her parents and relatives were killed or captured alive by the enemy.
I thought my eldest brother had been killed, but unexpectedly he was taken to a shelter by his family for protection.
"It was the Young Patriarch who woke us up. Hurry up and meet the Young Patriarch!"
"I'll pay my respects to the young patriarch!"
All the Zhen clan members gathered together, including Zhen Pi and Zhen Huan.
Ximen Hao was like an outsider, standing aside and silent.
"My clansmen, congratulations to all of you for waking up, and your cultivation has not regressed, which shows that the potion prepared back then was very successful. My clansmen, first of all, I want to tell you some sad news: Zhen Mansion... has been destroyed for eight thousand years.
"
Zhen Ling'er said, brushing the corners of her eyes with her sleeves.
"What?! Zhen Mansion is gone?"
"Eight thousand years? How could it be more than eight thousand years?"
"Woooooo! Could it be that...were all our relatives...all killed?"
"Woooooooo..."
Everyone in the Zhen clan cried sadly.
They all have their own families. Eight thousand years have passed, which means that all their relatives have died long ago, otherwise it would not be possible to wake them up after so many years.
Zhen Ling'er let the tribesmen cry for a while, and when they were done venting, she flew up to the high platform and shouted loudly:
"People!"
"brush!"
Everyone stopped crying and looked at Zhen Linger with reverence.
The other party started out as the younger clan leader, but now he should be regarded as their clan leader.
"Tribesmen! Although the Zhen Mansion has been destroyed, all of us Zhen clan members are not dead! Now that we are awakened by Zhen Huan, it is the moment when our Zhen Mansion rises again! Zhen Huan, come here."
Zhen Ling'er waved her hand towards Zhen Huan.
Zhen Huan hurried forward and stood under the high platform.
Everyone looked at Zhen Huan and nodded subconsciously to say hello.
"Zhen Huan, tell me about your current spiritual condition and your experiences."
"Yes, young patriarch!"
Zhen Huan nodded and then began to narrate.
From when she was hunted down and trapped in a mysterious space, to when Ximen Hao accidentally awakened her. Of course, there have been modifications here.
Then he returned to Lingxu, practiced hard, and then looked for the remains of Zhen Mansion.
There is also the current form of Lingxu, as well as those who persecuted their Zhen Mansion back then.
This is the first time Ximen Hao has heard about the forces that destroyed Zhen's mansion, and they are all the latest news. It seems that Zhen Huan has not been idle these years.
After Zhen Huan finished speaking, everyone in the Zhen clan felt heavy.
They are the last hope of the Zhen family. Not only do they want to live, but they also want the Zhen family to continue to flourish and recreate the glory of the Zhen family!
"Tribesmen! Have you heard that? Eight thousand years have passed since Lingxu! Our enemies are still alive and well. Even if they are dead, their tribesmen are still alive! And now what happened back then has been forgotten by people.
They all think that our Zhen clan is dead, so... clansmen, we must develop in a low-key manner first, and then take revenge!"
Zhen Linger said loudly.
"..."
The tribesmen expressed silence one by one, some were confused, and some were filled with hatred. (To be continued)