C827 Shennong's
C827 Shennong's
There was a basket on everyone's back, and they were all looking around as if they were looking for something.
The doubt appeared in his eyes, and he immediately led seven people to where one of them was. When he saw him looking for them, he felt a little embarrassed to disturb him. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Hello, big brother …"
As his voice faded, the man raised his head in confusion. When he saw Zhang Fan, he was momentarily stunned, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face as well.
"Who are you people?" The man sounded equally cautious.
"We're people from outside the tower, we just came to this level from the Xuanyuan clan." Zhang Fan's tone also became gentler. It was mainly to make the man think that they weren't bad people, so they could get in better contact with each other.
"Outsider to the tower."
The man was stunned for a moment. Finally, his gaze swept across the eight people. His lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
"Big brother, can I see your clan leader?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Yes." The man saw that Zhang Fan wasn't a bad person, so he gave up on his vigilance. He directly said, "Then you guys come with me." With that, he led the group towards the village.
Along the way, Zhang Fan also got to know that this was Shen Nong's clan. The entire tribe was made up of members of Shen Nong's clan, and they were also looking for medicinal herbs.
After entering the tribe, the man brought them to the center of the tribe. It was a simple small courtyard, followed by an exquisite wooden house.
The courtyard was filled with flowers and herbs, making it look rather beautiful.
"Patriarch!"
The man stood outside the door and shouted.
Not long after he finished speaking, the wooden door opened and a tall and sturdy old man walked out.
The old man walked with an extremely calm manner. When he arrived at the entrance, he opened the door. At this moment, he noticed Zhang Fan and the others who were beside the man.
"These people are …" The old man's voice was filled with surprise.
"Old Senior, we are from outside the pagoda, and then we came up from the Xuanyuan clan," Zhang Fan said.
"What?!"
After the elder heard this, his face immediately revealed an extremely shocked expression. Following that, he said with a trembling voice, "So you're the prophet's son?"
"Yeah." Zhang Fan nodded his head.
"Since you're able to come here, then it means that you've completed the mission given to you by the Xuanyuan clan." The old man continued.
"Yes." Zhang Fan continued to nod.
"Good, good, good!"
The old man took a deep breath and said the three words, "I didn't expect that you would still be here after waiting for such a long time. This is great!"
Zhang Fan smiled, not knowing what to say.
"Since you've reached the second level, you must accept the mission of our Shennong as well. You must complete it as well, so that you can enter the third level," the old man said.
"Okay, then when will we start?" Zhang Fan asked directly.
"Good young man, you really are bold. Let's begin now!" Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man's eyes lit up. He immediately said, "You guys follow me!" With that, he walked out of the small courtyard and led the group out of the village.
After following the old man for over half an hour, they also arrived at the foot of a mountain. The same stone door opened, and the old man led Zhang Fan in.
The light inside was still very bright. Moreover, he discovered that there were living herbs here. Under the influence of the herbs, the air inside was also extremely fresh and natural.
After reaching this place, he discovered that it was just like a sea of flowers. The rich fragrance of the flowers was extremely comfortable.
"Son of the Prophecy, you need to sit there cross-legged to gain the approval of the life spirits." The old man said with a smile, "They will baptize you with their lives. After that, all the flowers and plants here will dry up. I await your good news."
"Do your best! If you want to gain their acknowledgement, you still need to feel their existence. That may be very difficult for you, but you must definitely do your best." The old man said with a smile. Then, he turned around and left.
"A straightforward old man!"
Zhang Fan muttered to himself. However, he also liked people with this kind of character.
He scanned the area with his gaze and then walked over. When he arrived at the stone altar, he noticed that there was another word on the back of the stone altar, "Small Talisman-Dollars Soldier."
It was quite eye-catching. After taking a glance, he sat down cross-legged.
'Feel the breath of life? Or feel something else? '
At this moment, Zhang Fan's face was filled with doubt. His eyes flickered, and he immediately closed them. His soul power began to flow out in a rhythmic manner.
To be honest, he could clearly feel the strong aura of life. However, it was rather difficult for him to sense the existence of the Spirit of Life.
Closing his eyes, Zhang Fan's current performance was somewhat blind. He had no idea what to do next.
He frowned again and again, but now he couldn't ask anyone else, so he had to rely on himself for everything.
He started to feel things in his surroundings, but as time passed, he did not feel anything at all. He frowned again and again, and finally, he felt a sense of irritation. He wanted to solve this problem as soon as possible, but now, he felt that it was not so easy.
After a long moment passed, Zhang Fan opened his eyes and let out a sigh. He looked around at the colorful flowers and plants, and didn't know what to do.
If he can't feel it, will he be here forever
Under the pressure, he had no choice but to close his eyes and carefully feel everything. However, in the end, he still failed. His heart, on the other hand, became even more agitated due to this feeling.
"We can't go on like this. We definitely can't!" Zhang Fan frowned again and again. Every time he immersed himself, he couldn't continue to immerse himself in the process, and his frustration grew even stronger.
He clenched his fists. Now, at least, he had to calm his heart, because he knew that if this went on, he would never be able to feel it again.
He took a deep breath, but it did not seem to be of much use. In the end, he came up with a good idea.
He spread out his hands, and the zither appeared in his hands. That's right, he was using music, because every time he heard this, his mood would become better.
When he put his hands on it, his mood seemed to have gotten better.
In his mind, however, he thought back to the song he had heard the first time he had met Nuwa. That song was so beautiful that it would cause anyone who heard it to be unable to extricate themselves from it.
Thinking of this, his hands began to move rhythmically, and beautiful musical notes started to blossom.
When that simple tune started to play, Zhang Fan felt his restless mind begin to calm down. He could understand the meaning behind it, and he recalled the meaning behind the moving voice of Nuwa singing at that time.
Was that not the tenacious vitality described by Meena? Under the severe winter weather, she continued to grow tenaciously.
Her purple eyes twinkled again, and at this moment, she could not help but close her eyes. In the midst of the beautiful music, she became immersed in it.
As he breathed in the fresh air around him, he once again felt comfortable.
His restless heart naturally calmed down at this moment, and a smile appeared on his face. That's right, this was the feeling he wanted.
The music gradually reached its climax. Zhang Fan, who had his eyes closed, did not realize that his body was wrapped in green light, and that the flowers and plants were swaying gently despite the lack of wind. If it was to be said that they were swaying with something, it would be incomparably beautiful music.
The green light became denser and denser. Zhang Fan's heart had completely sunk, and he no longer thought about anything else.
He really did not want to think about it. He thought about every woman he had, thought about his own children, and thought about the side of life that he would have a good time with the people he liked, and his own children after everything was settled.
It was very beautiful. In the midst of it's beauty, an expression of yearning appeared on his face.
The green light was dazzling as he immersed himself in the music. He, who was filled with yearning, also felt the warmth. He felt that the air had become much fresher at this moment.
A good feeling
The melody stopped at this moment, but the beautiful notes still seemed to be beating, giving off an intangible feeling that was even more touching.
Some of the flowers and plants started to wither, and the green light on Zhang Fan's body started to recede, completely merging into his body.
As the green light became denser, the golden light also started to float.
Also floating behind him was the word soldier that was carved out from a small piece of paper …
That word was also melting and shrinking …
The speed at which the flower withered increased, and the speed at which it fused into Zhang Fan's body became a direct ratio.
When all the green rays of light disappeared into his body, the character also turned into the size of a thumb, floating in the air and imprinting itself onto his body.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Fan opened his eyes. A strange glow floated in the air and appeared on his face. At this moment, his entire body felt warm, as if he possessed an inexhaustible amount of energy. His entire body felt extremely comfortable.
At this moment, he was astonished to clearly see that the plants surrounding him had withered …