The Ancestor of Modern Fantasy

Chapter 2

Although this place was unusually steep, it was quiet and green everywhere. Several sparse pines and cypresses, in the sunshine, towered to the sky. In the smoking wind, they looked even more green and unique. Together with the rugged protruding rocks, they were like a long dragon that stretched its head. It was really majestic, quiet, steep, and tranquil, which made people feel intoxicated.

Seeing this, Song Xuan couldn't help but think, "This place is so beautiful. It's no wonder that the Black Dragon would appear here."

Song Xuan thought and rested. Gradually, the physical strength consumed after chasing the little deer had recovered, but he felt hungry in his stomach and was a little hungry.

As a result, Song Xuan stood up from the ground, stretched himself, and then looked around to see if there was anything to eat.

Looking around carefully, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. It turned out that the flat rock that was resting was stretched out from the middle of a rock peak. Beside the mountain peak was a stone wall. There was no grass growing on it and only a layer of green moss covering its surface. On the opposite side of the flat rock was a jade screen-like green peak. It was not far away, but in the middle of it was a deep ravine. Looking down, one could see a hazy cloud. He didn't know how deep it was.

Even though he could clearly see that there were many fruits on the other side of the mountain, it was impossible to reach. It was even more so something that made him salivate and burn with hunger.

Song Xuan walked to the edge of the rock and looked blankly at the opposite side. He thought for a long time but still couldn't do anything. Finally, he had to endure his hunger and was ready to go home to enjoy the delicious and delicious dinner.

With this in mind, he turned around and was about to go back. Just as he turned around, he looked down and suddenly found his feet under his feet. On the rock wall about three meters away from the top of the rock, there was a small green tree. Its leaves were like emeralds and there were several green fruits on the top of the tree. They were crystal clear like green gems, fresh and delicious.

As soon as Song Xuan saw it, he immediately recognized that it was a rare treasure— cinnabar fruit.

This object was a Jadeite Immortal Seed. When it fell into the human world, it could only take root and sprout with the help of the Spiritual Air of 10,000 years' Pure Jade. It would blossom every millennium. The color of flowers could be divided into red, yellow, white, purple, green, until the flowers turned green. It would take a thousand years for the fruit to bear fruit. Cultivators who took this fruit could get the true fruit and ascend in the daytime.

However, it only appeared once every thousand years. Although there were records of it in the books, few people could actually see it.

When Song Xuan saw this, he was overjoyed. He took a closer look at the terrain and found out the location where the Scarlet Fruit grew. Although the fruit was deep in the ravine, if he was careless, he would be smashed into pieces.

However, on the rock wall of the fruit tree protruded a few uneven rocks. Although they were not very orderly, it did not seem too difficult to climb them. Moreover, there was a small and wide stone c***k beside the fruit tree. A pine emerged from the c***k, with short, small and thick branches. It should be enough to support the weight of the tree.

Therefore, although it seemed to be very dangerous, there was nothing to be afraid of as long as he was more vigilant and more cautious.

Even if he was not hungry, and encountered such a rare treasure, he would not let it go easily. Not to mention that he was so hungry that he felt uncomfortable!

With this thought in mind, Song Xuan couldn't help but measure the place where he landed with his eyes. Then, he climbed down the rock wall with his hands and feet.

Although it was not very dangerous, if it was not high above the ground, naturally he would not be afraid. But this was a rock that reached the bottom of the ravine. Even if Song Xuan was bold enough, he could not help but feel his hands trembling.

Especially when he heard a gust of mountain wind whistling under his feet, making a sound of whirring, it made him even more frightened. Although it was only about three meters away, Song Xuan still climbed for more than half an hour before stepping on the pine.

By this time, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his handsome jade-like face looked a little pale.

After Song Xuan put both feet down, he slowly squatted down and stabilized his body. He was a little relieved, but he did not dare to look down anymore.

He held the pine tree trunk with both hands and rested for a long time leaning against the stone wall. Then he reached out his hand to touch the jade fruit next to him.

However, a man's hand was short. Although he had stretched his arm to the longest length, it was still one or two inches away. If he slipped forward along the trunk, he would lose the support of the cliff wall.

He thought for a while and finally decided to take a risk. He grabbed a few grass next to the stone crevice with his left hand and slowly moved his body forward a few inches. Then he broke the more than a dozen red fruits and held them in his right hand together with the tender branches.

Suddenly, he saw a golden light flashing through the crevice. It was as if something was flying towards his head through the crevice.

At the same time, the big yellow dog on the top of the rock let out a cry, and a yellow shadow jumped down from above, seeming to touch the golden thing. He was shocked and his body shook. Then, he felt his waist tighten, as if he was entangled by something.

His body suddenly lost its balance, and the grass in his left hand suddenly broke. Like a kite with a broken string, he rolled a few times in the air and fell straight down to the deep gully.

Fortunately, he had excellent aptitude and courage. Although he fell down, he didn't faint out of fear. His right hand still held the string of jade fruit tightly.

After a while, she heard a "Dong!", followed by a cool feeling. She choked on a mouthful of cold water from her mouth. She suddenly felt dizzy, as if she had fallen into a deep pool of water.

Because the distance above was too high, although it was blocked by the pool water, he could vaguely feel that his body was still sinking.

Just as the sinking slowed down and he became a little sober, he was struggling to float up. Suddenly, he felt the momentum of the water at the bottom of the pool and began to rotate. He could not swim and did not know how to exert his strength. The rotating power was not too strong at first, and he still could not break free.

In the end, his body was turned by the force. His speed became faster and faster, and his strength also became stronger and stronger. Naturally, he could not break free. He felt as if his body was being held by an invisible and huge palm and pulled to the center of a vortex.

She screamed in her heart, "Oh no!" Suddenly, she felt that the thing wrapped around her waist seemed to be bitten by something and was fiercely pulling it towards the whirlpool.

With the support of the two forces, Song Xuan felt the pain in his waist. Under the intense pain, he couldn't bear it anymore and passed out immediately.

There were two flowers blooming, and they were talking to each other. The sky outside gradually darkened, and the five buildings in the estuary were all ablaze with lights. In the middle of the restaurant, the lights were brightly lit. The Song family's five elders, their wives, and their servants were all gathered in one hall, but Xiaoxuan was gone.

Boss Song Wenlong, who was the most impatient, asked the maid, "Where is the Childe?"

The maid who served Song Xuan, Cuiyu, answered in a trembling voice, "Reporting to... First Sir, when the young master finished his homework, he said that he would go outside to find Third Sir..."

Before he finished his words, Song Wenlong looked at his third brother, Wen lion, and asked, "Third brother, did Xuan go to your place?"

Hearing this, Song WenLian immediately shook his head and said, "I went out early in the morning to pick herbs. I just came back."

As soon as he finished his words, the crowd realized that the situation was serious. So they called all the servants and maids to go out to look for Song Xuan. After a night of searching, they still could not find any trace of Song Xuan.

###Chapter3,Adventure of Mount Tian Du is in Danger (2)

One day, two days... one month had passed, and Song Xuan's trail was as vast as a rock sinking into the sea, without any information.

After a month of worry, longing, and anxiety, the Song family's Five Elders fell ill and fell ill.

After the treatment of the third brother, the four elders of the Song family were cured one after another, but after the old man had a serious illness, they all weakened.

In order to avoid getting into trouble, Song Wenling moved to the city of law in the second year after Song Xuan's disappearance, leaving only an old servant to take care of the house.

After Song Xuan fainted due to pain, it took him a long time to wake up.

At this time, he only felt that his whole body seemed to be squeezed into two pieces, and his waist seemed to have completely lost consciousness. With a slight struggle, he felt as if his back was being cut by a knife.

He reluctantly opened his eyes and found that it was dark all around. The air was full of damp smell. He opened his eyes for a long time before he slowly adapted to it. He remembered that he fell down because he was picking the Scarlet Fruit.

With this in mind, he turned his head sideways and saw that the Scarlet Fruit was still tightly held in his hand. He quickly took over the Scarlet Fruit and picked the largest one and stuffed it into his mouth.

She gritted her teeth lightly, and an extremely sweet aroma filled her mouth. After swallowing it, she was indeed a rare beauty. Before long, she felt a warm current slowly spreading from her lower abdomen to her four limbs.

When the heat reached the wound on its waist, it felt a little resistance. Before long, it rushed over. It had lost most of its senses, but it felt sour and numb. It did not feel good, especially those joints of its back. It was itchily itchy inside.

Song Xuan had never practiced kung fu before, so naturally, he did not know how to regulate breathing and help the medicine operate. Therefore, he had to clench his teeth and endure torture. That punishment was really what he had to suffer.

Fortunately, he had experienced Third Uncle Song WenLian when he was young, soaking his entire body in spirit medicines from time to time. Otherwise, when the two forces were fighting against each other in the whirlpool, even if he didn't break his back into two pieces, his internal organs would be displaced, and he would have died a long time ago. Even though he had the precious Scarlet Fruit, there was nothing he could do about it.