i am a tree

It is midsummer at this time.

It should have been the sun shining on the water surface, glowing, with dragonflies passing by, butterflies flying, wasps covered in pollen, and returning to their nests with enough nectar, all creatures seized the good time and were busy. commonplace.

But now, there are only dead bushes standing there silently, filled with a deep dead air.

Dashu's cultivation is improving day by day, the original distorted face has already returned to normal, even the translucent body has gradually solidified, and the spirit body has gradually stabilized. In Nanmu's words, it has probably passed the stage of foundation establishment , rushed to the next stage.

Such a fast cultivation speed, if outside practitioners saw it, they would be absolutely dumbfounded.

It's just that this abnormal speed should cause a lot of troubles. The natural world always pays attention to balance, just like tigers are the king of all beasts and have almost no natural enemies, so their fertility rate is extremely low, and they are also demanding on the surrounding environment. Even more harsh, in terms of survivability, it is not as good as those small animals that are very weak but have strong reproductive capacity and excellent adaptability, such as mice.

So the big tree must also have hidden dangers.

This kind of hidden danger can be glimpsed now. Dashu's cultivation speed is completely out of proportion to his spiritual intelligence, just like a baby with a martial arts body, even the more he cultivates, the more chaotic his spiritual intelligence becomes.

Occasionally, when he was practicing, he could suddenly open his eyes, the breath in his body was rushing, and even the spirit body that was about to freeze was faintly unstable.

Regarding the things that Nanmu left behind, the big tree was placed under the tree at will, letting him be blown by the wind and rain, and he didn't intend to move at all. I don't know if it is a kind of stubbornness or he is so ignorant that he even borrows external force. I don't even know how to do it.

Seeing that the ring-shaped magic weapon was covered by fallen leaves and withered grass, the big tree still didn't move at all.

On this day, a beam of colorful light suddenly appeared from the small hill next to it.

After the rays of light passed, an old man who looked like a thin bamboo pole, wearing a green coat, and a gloomy face appeared on the dead land.

He looked back and forth, holding a jade slip in his hand, looked at the environment in front of him, compared it with the jade slip, and walked towards the direction of the big tree. It should have been an extremely long distance, but he He only took one step and arrived in front of the big tree.

He shook his hand, and a jade tablet-shaped object appeared in his palm out of thin air. He pressed his hand on the jade tablet, closed his eyes slightly, and said a formula in his mouth, and the jade tablet shook, turning like a spinning top. He got up, and after a while, he stopped hesitantly and pointed in the direction of the big tree.

When the old man saw this scene, even his gloomy face brightened slightly, and he walked to the big tree.

Fortunately, the big tree had returned to its body at this time, and did not come out to practice.

The old man circled around the big tree, and the jade tablet in his hand seemed to have a convulsion, swinging to this side for a while, then to that side for a while, and finally, it barely stopped between me and the big tree.

The old man looked at the jade tablet, pulled out a charm and threw it at the tree.

The body of the big tree shook violently, the leaves rustled, and a figure stepped out of the big tree.

After the big tree was forced out, white light flashed on his body, and the white unknown object in his body flowed rapidly, and he absorbed the thin spiritual energy around him, barely blocking the attack of the spell.

"As expected." The old man looked at the big tree, nodded and said, there was an imperceptible joy in his voice.

He looked at the big tree as if he saw a treasure.

Surrounded by dead grass and dead trees.

The old man used all sorts of means, but only by one face-to-face, he had captured the big tree and trapped it with a golden silk bag.

The big tree next to it was silent.

Only the tree roots rooted deep in the earth are moving quietly in unknown places.

Since last autumn, I have been guiding the spiritual energy to the roots of the big tree every day. Unknowingly, perhaps because of the influence of the spiritual energy, my tree roots are far more developed than the small trees of the same age.

The roots of the big tree and mine stretched towards each other, forming a tighter structure, almost no distinction between you and me.

The old man in green didn't know at all that when he attacked the big tree, the big tree was desperately resisting on the surface, but in fact it was just making a show. The roots he buried in the ground extended countless tiny roots. It is crawling from all directions at an extremely fast speed, firmly sticking to my tree roots, and forcing those white unknown objects into my tree roots little by little.

That thing was like a living thing, struggling, desperately unwilling to obey the arrangement of the big tree.

The big tree remained unmoved, and forced it out of the body bit by bit, wrapped it with spiritual energy, and forced it into my tree roots. During this process, most of the white unknown objects dissipated into the air , disappeared without a trace in an instant, and only a small part remained.

Before Dashu finished all this, the battle on the ground was over.

The spirit body of the big tree was caught, probably very proud, even the old man in green who looked like a very deep city couldn't help but smile, but when he got closer, he looked at the big tree, and his expression changed again. It was extremely ugly, "What's going on? The aura of the astrolabe is so weak!"

He hit the big tree one after another with formulas.

The aura of the big tree trembled, as if it was enduring great pain.

From the big tree, traces of extremely thin white spiritual energy emerged. The old man in green grabbed it, and the spiritual energy honestly gathered in his palm. The old man checked it carefully, "Did it dissipate? Has this tree spirit merged?"

He shook his head and waved his hand.

The few things that Nanmu left behind were also exposed, the old man in green only glanced at them briefly, probably feeling that these things were not enough for him to see.

The surrounding area immediately collapsed, as if there was an earthquake, and big trees rose slowly from the ground.

It was uprooted by the old man in green!

I stared dumbfounded at everything in front of me. The big tree just stayed in the air, leaving only a huge pothole on the ground.

And because of this movement, my tree roots were also exposed to the air, and the tree body was buried in the overturned soil layer.

Then with a flash of white light, the old man in green and the big tree disappeared in place.

The old man in green took the big tree away.

I can only stare at the huge pothole in front of me in a daze.

I thought I could live a peaceful life for a long time, but it ended in a hurry when this summer was still over.

I was buried underground.

The thick layer of soil cuts out sunlight and air.

My trunk and leaves became food for fungi, those fungi formed a fine net, grew white hairs, secreted a kind of digestive acid, and dissolved the cellulose on my leaves little by little, maybe in a short time, I would be Rotten, completely turned into food for fungi, decomposed by them, and part of the liquefied nutrients will be absorbed by the surrounding vegetation.

This is what usually happens when plants are faced with this situation.

But I am different. Since I have spiritual intelligence, I must not succumb to the established fate so easily.

What's more, the big tree taken away by the old man in green is still waiting for me to save it.

Maybe it's because the big tree and part of my tree body are called by the green-clothed old man and the unknown object called the astrolabe, so there are some invisible and intangible hidden connections between me and the big tree, and I can feel that he is still alive Somewhere in this world.

As long as there is life, there must be hope.

Even if it takes thousands of years, I will travel across time to find him.

And I also believe that Dashu will not give up either.

In a blink of an eye, it was another spring.

With the remaining roots, I took out new shoots.

The surrounding trees, flowers and plants also regained their vigor and vitality, and the huge pit left by the big tree was full of new weeds and young trees.

They compete with each other, and it may take more than ten or twenty years before the final winner emerges and gets enough territory and sunshine.

The delicate daffodils finally bloomed again.

The long-lost Narcissus flower spirit reappeared in front of me. It immediately found my new twig, sat on it, shook its delicate arms and legs, and ran its long hair with its fingers. Singing very weakly, the lyrics are very vague, but the tune is extremely beautiful, just like the music made by nature.

The spring rain is pattering, day and night.

I originally thought that this kind of rain would not last long, but as the sky continued to be cloudy and the clouds were low, a real problem came before my eyes.

The woodland swamp is full of large and small puddles of accumulated water. The small pond where the daffodil bushes are located has already expanded by more than three times, and with the rainwater changing the entire soil layer, there are death traps everywhere in the woodland swamp. From time to time, careless animals can be seen falling into the swamp and slowly being swallowed up, leaving only a few blisters to let people know what happened here.

The huge pit left by the big tree was also filled with water, and the soil layer was pressed down, and the puddle became deeper and deeper. I was half submerged in the water, and only two leaves on the top of the tree were exposed to the water. superior.

Although this is a disaster for most plants, it is perfect for those hydroacoustic plants and aquatic insects.

The larvae of dragonflies and mayflies swam about in the water, which was a nuisance.

In this extremely harsh environment, I am still alive and well.

This is probably mainly due to the part and the astrolabe left by the big tree. It runs automatically and spontaneously in my tree body, making my tree body grow a little bit more every time, and it is also stronger. On my tree, there will only be a white mark left.

But I still can't move freely, but thinking about it, it took hundreds of years for the big tree to be transformed by chance. I'm only so young, so I can't rush.

The sky seemed to be leaking, and the rain was pouring down.

This kind of rainfall will cause big problems sooner or later. As expected, after five days, the consequences of continuous torrential rain will come as promised.

The nearby river flooded, carrying sediment, stones, and various things brought down from the upper reaches, and washed away at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever the flood went, the shrubs and small trees growing in these swamps, which were not stable in the first place, were all uprooted, leaving nothing behind.

Those animals that did not have time to escape drowned in the flood, and the remains of the animals were wrapped in the flood and hit the trunk of Luyu.

Sometimes you can hear the screams of animals not far away. This is the season of estrus for animals. Many animals have given birth to cubs. However, under this natural disaster, they have no self-protection ability or even open their eyes. The cubs were the victims of the first wave.

Part of my tree roots were knocked to the ground during the action of the old man in green. Facing this astonishing flood, I naturally had no ability to resist and was washed away.

With the extremely fast flood, it was ups and downs, occasionally stopped, and was washed away by the next wave of flood.

It was still raining.

The flood is still rising. There are no dams to release the flood, and there is no army to rescue people from the water and fire. Everything can only rely on one's own ability and luck to find a chance of survival.

I drifted with the tide in the flood, and I didn't know how far I drifted all day and night. When the flood finally slowed down, the surrounding landscape had already changed completely, perhaps from the upper reaches of the river. It was washed directly downstream, which is not uncommon in floods.

With the gentle current, the sand inside slowly settled. I was washed to the woods on the shore, blocked by two stones, and caught in the gap between them.

The water level slowly receded, and the tree roots that were still soaking in the water finally came into contact with the long-lost fresh air.

The clouds also slowly dissipated, and the warm sun shone on all things in the world. The survivors of the catastrophe rejoiced, and their tenacious vitality made them abandon their dying states in a very short period of time. The fertile soil brought in brought them back to life and vitality.

Floods have never only destroyed everything, just like the ancient Egypt in my memory, the annual floods made the ancient Egyptians worship, because the fertile soil brought by the floods gave birth to them.

This place has been far away from the woodland swamp, and it looks like a forest of trees.

Trees thick enough to surround are everywhere, and the trees cover the sky and block out the sun, with only a little bit of sunlight penetrating through the leaves and falling on the ground.

Apart from these tall trees, maybe only shade-loving plants can survive here?

Fortunately, there is an astrolabe in my tree body, even if there is not enough sunlight, it will not die young.

The gap between the two stones was very narrow, and my roots grew along the crack at an extremely fast speed, and soon touched the soil.

Perhaps in the near future, this crack will be widened by my strong growth rate.

The aura of this forest is much thicker than that of the woodland swamp. Every day, I drag the aura over and wash the trees over and over again, and gradually learn to keep part of the aura.

Those auras converged into the astrolabe and gradually condensed into a light spot, and my spiritual wisdom has long been integrated with the astrolabe, and maybe after a while, I will be able to use the astrolabe as the basis, Transforming into a human form is the right path to practice.

One day, a fox came out of the surrounding grass and appeared in front of me abruptly.

This is a fox that has just grown up. It has rich brown-red fur, but the tips of its ears are white. It looks very familiar. In the nest of little foxes, one of them looks very similar to the one in front of me.

It jumped in front of me lightly, with its two front legs propped on the stone, its nose kept sniffing my leaves.

The wet nose brushes my leaves.

It reminds me of the naughty look of the little fox in the past.