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After arriving here, Shi Zhongtian crushed Qin Ming in his hand like he was crushing an ant, looked up at this familiar scene, and asked tremblingly.

"Father, this is Stone Village, my son will foster Hao'er here!"

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Shi Ziling's eyes sparkled.

In order to find an elixir for his son's wounds, he had to foster the little one-year-old in Shicun, the original ancestral land of the Stone Clan.

Now, although no elixir has been found, Xiao BuDian is finally saved with a second son with the same physique.

But he didn't know that the little Shi Hao had recovered a long time ago.

"My poor child..."

Holding Shi Ziling's arm, Qin Yining was teary-eyed and sobbed.

"This is Stone Village..."

The Great Demon God was shocked suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his body trembled.

The so-called feeling of being close to home is timid.

Seeing the beloved grandson approaching.

Shi Zhongtian was scared.

He didn't dare to see the appearance of that good grandson.

He was afraid he couldn't bear it.

Li Luo flicked his sleeves and handed the baby to Qin Yining, and said, "The little one is in Shicun, you can reunite with his family now!"

After a pause, seeing that the condition of several people was not very good, he said again: "Forget it, I will help you again!"

Shi Zhongtian's arms were empty, Shi Ziling's expression was gloomy, and Qin Yining's eyes were hazy with tears. They looked like the victims who fled from the disaster.

If you go to see Xiao Budian in this state, I'm afraid it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

After all, Li Luo flicked his fingers, and a celestial light turned into spiritual rain, covering Shi Zhongtian's family.

Visible to the naked eye, Shi Zhongtian's arm that was broken when he was hunted down by the old Paixiu actually grew back, and after a while, it returned to its original state.

Not only that, his strength is also improving rapidly, the inscription patterns in his body form a terrifying killing formation, and he has stepped into the realm of the venerable in one fell swoop.

The limit of strength in this lower realm is the realm of the venerable.

Back then, Shi Zhongtian in the inscription pattern realm was able to defeat the strong with the weak, and fought across the ranks, gaining the reputation of the Great Demon God.

Now, his strength has been promoted to the Venerable Realm, spanning two major stages.

Thinking about it is enough to protect the little one to grow up healthily!

Not only the Great Demon God, but also Shi Ziling, Qin Yining and his wife.

Shi Ziling was only in the Inscription Pattern Realm, but he improved rapidly under this spiritual rain, and he actually stepped into the Venerable Realm just like his father.

And that Qin Yining turned out to be the Saintess of the Mountain of Immortality in the Upper Realm, who was conspired and seriously injured by the enemy during her experience in the wasteland, and was rescued by Shi Ziling and married with him.

Under this spiritual rain, her strength also recovered to the escape realm.

"Human Ancestor's great kindness, even if Shi Zhongtian's body is broken into pieces, it's hard to repay one or two, please be respected by this junior!"

After the arm grew out, Shi Zhongtian couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, and he suddenly knelt down facing Li Luo.

If there were doubts before, it was doubts about Ren Zu's intentions.

When Ren Zu really picked him up out of the dark forest, picked up his son and daughter-in-law out of the Bold Mountain, and came to the stone village where his grandson Shi Hao was, and healed his injuries and improved his cultivation base.

Everything, all turned into gratitude and reverence.

"Thank you ancestor!"

Shi Ziling and his wife, who had completely changed their appearance, obviously also thought of this, and quickly knelt down to worship.

Especially Qin Yining, although her strength had recovered to the Escape Realm, she was even more horrified when she saw Ren Zu who was still shrouded in clouds and mist.

One must know that Dunyi Realm is not a weak person, even in the Upper Realm, he can be regarded as a great monk who leads a party, and the leader-level figures on the Diguan battlefield are no more than that.

Then this Human Ancestor must have a real fairyland, or even a fairy king realm?

"Get up!"

Li Luo helped everyone up with a flick of his sleeves, and walked into the stone village first.

Chapter 220 Grandpa, do you want to drink animal milk too?

In these eight wastelands, the Array Realm is enough to be called a prince, and the Venerable Realm can be called an ancestor.

In a blink of an eye, in the family, there were three existences at or above the Venerable Realm.

If this spread, it would be enough to shake the entire land of the wilderness, and even those so-called big religions and great sects would send people to congratulate them.

Now, the three of Shi Zhongtian entered the stone village with both apprehension and joy.

The stone village is not very big, there can be more than 300 people of all ages, men, women and children. The houses are all made of huge stones, simple and natural.

At the head of the village there is a huge section of lightning strike wood, more than ten meters in diameter. At this time, the only wicker on the trunk has been covered by the morning glow, and it has become ordinary.

The stone village is surrounded by luxuriant vegetation and many ferocious beasts, but guarding the mountains, the food of the villagers is relatively not rich, just some coarse wheat cakes, wild fruits and a small amount of meat in the children's bowls.

In fact, lack of food has always been a serious problem for Shicun.

The mountains are very dangerous. Those beasts and birds are too powerful and terrifying. Every time they go hunting, someone may lose their life.

If given a choice, the villagers would not go into the mountains.

Because entering the mountain means that there may be bloodshed and sacrifice.

Food is very precious to them and cannot be wasted. Every child understands this from an early age. Hunger, food, hunting, life, and blood are all connected.

At the head of the village is the courtyard of the village chief Shi Yunfeng's house, which is made of huge stones, next to the scorched and huge willow.

In front of the stove in the courtyard, the white juice in the clay pot is boiling, and the milk is fragrant. He is boiling animal milk.

In addition, from time to time, put some medicinal herbs, etc. into it, and stir slowly with a wooden spoon.

"Grandpa, are you ready? I'm hungry!"

The little boy was lying on the edge of the stove, looking at the tumbling animal milk in the clay pot, the corner of his mouth was drooling.

"It'll be fine soon, don't worry!"

Shi Yunfeng smiled kindly.

But my heart sighed.

I don't know where Shi Ziling and his wife are and when they will come back. It has been almost two years now.

Some time ago, I didn't know what happened, but Xiao Budian's injury got better little by little.

Thinking about these things in his heart, the old village chief kept stirring the animal milk without stopping.

"Well, there are outsiders?"

At this time, he heard footsteps coming from the village head, he quickly picked up the clay pot, put it aside, and said to Xiao Budian: "There are people from outside the village, grandpa wants to go and have a look, I'll cook when I come back later!"

The animal milk was half boiled, but he didn't dare to give it to the little one. After ordering the little one, Shi Yunfeng stepped out of the house.

Seeing the village head's grandpa go out, the little one smiled, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the clay pot, the artifact of life, and poured the uncooked animal milk into it.

Then, holding the clay pot with both hands, he exerted a burst of force, injecting all the true qi cultivated in his body into the pot.

I saw that the clay pot seemed to be boiling, and the next moment, the animal milk inside, which was like clear water, immediately became fragrant and thick.

Not only that, the animal milk exudes a charming fragrance, like some kind of natural treasure.

Smelling this scent, Xiao Budian squinted his eyes, and didn't care about anything else.

Sitting on the stone steps in front of the house with a clay pot with a big head in his hand, he ate it with a wooden spoon. It was delicious and sweet.

But said.

Shi Yunfeng stepped out of the house, walked a few steps, and arrived at the place where the spirit was sacrificed at the head of the village, looking out of the village.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

A man and a woman, aren't they the little one's parents, Shi Ziling and Qin Yining.

However, compared with two years ago, they are more imposing, with a baby in their arms.

Also.

There is also an old man with a domineering aura, like an ancient beast in the mountains, which makes people fight and run away.

Apart from these three people, the other young man looked much more ordinary, like an ordinary person, without any momentum.

"Could it be the fifteenth son of the Shi family? That Great Demon God is back too?"

When seeing the old man, a name flashed in Shi Yunfeng's mind.

Seeing the arrival of outsiders, all the villagers came out of their homes and came to the village.

Sensing the arrival of a group of people, a gleaming wicker moved on the scorched and huge willow tree at the entrance of the village.

"He's back? The little one is fine, I raised him fat and fat, and he didn't suffer any grievances!"

When the person approached, Shi Yunfeng went up to meet him, and said to Shi Ziling and his wife.

Then, he looked at Shi Zhongtian again and asked, "This is Lord Fifteen, the Great Demon God who is famous in the Shi Kingdom. Welcome home!"

"Uncle Shi, you're back!"

Shi Ziling smiled and said: "This is my father, father, this is the village head!"

After replying to Shi Yunfeng's words, he introduced them again.

"Yeah, go home!"

Shi Zhongtian let out a long sigh with a complex expression.

If it weren't for the help of the nobles, I don't know when I will be able to come out of the dark forest.

I don't know when Xiao Budian met this ancestor.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone entered the village.

When he entered the village, Li Luo paused for a moment when he saw Liu Shen, who had only a little wit left.

It was originally a celestial root that survived from the previous era and cultivated into a giant immortal king.

He once went to the other side of the world alone, entered nine times and exited nine times, and killed the demon gods from other lands.

It's a pity that the number of Nine Heavens and Ten Lands is out of balance with the number of foreign lands. In the crucial battle, there is no final immortal king.

Liu Shen rose up in despair, and fought to a foreign land in an environment where the whole world was an enemy, and fought the last battle of his life.

After the brilliance, there will be eternal darkness, ending in death, which still scares the foreigners.

"Ugh!"

Li Luo sighed softly in his heart, followed the crowd into the village without stopping.

A group of people turned around the corner, and saw a stone house in front of them, and the little one, who was about two years old and looked like a white porcelain doll, was sitting at the door drinking animal milk.

"Grandson..."

Seeing Xiao BuDian, Shi Zhongtian stopped in his tracks and muttered.

The throbbing of the blood emerged, and even needless to say, he knew that this was his grandson Shi Hao.

Shi Zhongtian could hardly restrain the surprise in his heart.

Yes, this is his grandson.

That's right.

"Grandpa, do you want to drink animal milk?"

Looking at the tall Shi Zhongtian in front of him, Xiaobudian raised his head, blinked his eyes and asked.

At this moment, he didn't think about the past, and he didn't know who the old man was, but seeing the old man staring at him intently, he thought he wanted to drink animal milk.

"Uh!"

When Shi Zhongtian heard the words, his face froze, and then a trace of pity appeared in his eyes.