On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

Time was running out, and the Supreme Elder in the forbidden area only allowed him to stay for ten days. After Fang Yuan meditated for a night and healed his injuries, he gathered his strength again and prepared to break through.

The head of the sect prepared three high-grade wood-type spiritual stones and a bunch of pills for him in advance, and even reminded him to memorize the meridian map clearly, lest he make mistakes.If he hadn't encountered Xiao Qing halfway, Fang Yuan would have made a breakthrough long ago, and the sect leader wouldn't be so worried that his mood would be damaged and he would go crazy.

He let out a long breath, clenched a piece of spirit stone, and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Yuan has had an advantage since he was a child. He is easy to calm down and won't keep thinking about the past. Although he does things slowly, he is extraordinarily stable and can withstand blows.

So the first hurdle of concern was easily passed. Before the traces of black energy from his body touched his eyebrows, they were melted and dissipated by the gentle and pure soul, without even making a sound.

Among the five heavens of each great realm, it is the most difficult to break through the third and fifth realms. The third stage represents that the aura in the body has begun to transform towards a deeper realm, and the fifth stage represents a complete qualitative change, not to mention Fang Far is the first breakthrough.

This is different from the natural process in the bamboo forest. The precious intuition is broken, and now I can only explore it by myself.

It's like doing a math problem. Someone can write the answer based on their feelings when they look at it for the first time, but if they read it from the beginning and study its reasoning process carefully, it will be very painful.Fang Yuan is now taking the second path, but it has given him huge gains. He is more familiar with his body, meridians, and spiritual flow, and he has deeply engraved this experience in his mind.

Two days later, the aura in his body began to change.

The young man's expression turned from pain to relief, and the spiritual flow stirred up, and the blue silk that tied his hair was scattered, and it fell messily all over his body.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, there appeared a multicolored spiritual light, which was his germinated "Tao Seed". If others of the Qingfeng Sword Sect saw it, they would be shocked—there is no one with a spiritual root among ordinary people. But among the monks who have the opportunity to realize the "Tao Seed", there is no such thing as one.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and it regards everything as a dog. Countless people step into the road ignorantly, but in the end they are just an ant that has jumped a little higher.Cultivators can't find their own way, can't realize their own Dao seed, just like swimming fish with the current, doomed to have no chance to compete with the sky and become immortal.

Dao species are ever-changing, some people are mountains and rivers, some people are thunder, rain and snow, and some people are precious swords and swords. There are three thousand roads, and Dao species have no boundaries.

As soon as Father Fang Yuanxin came into contact with that cloud of spiritual light, he was entangled by it and pulled into a whole new world.

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Fang Yuan had just woken up and felt an indescribable warmth, as if every hair on his body had been illuminated by the sun, he seemed to have become very large, stretching freely in the world.Even without eyes, you can see the melting snow on the mountain from a distance.

Birds chirping and wind whistling around him.

Soon Fang Yuan realized that this was not a "dream". His spiritual consciousness was pulled in by the Dao Seed. This illusion was created by his Dao Seed, representing his Dao Heart?

What will it be?

Excited in his heart, he tried his best to see his condition clearly, but he found that the "limbs" were too heavy to lift, and the tail of the soul was nailed to the ground, let alone walking, he couldn't even turn around.

Fang Yuan froze, something is wrong?

The book says that in the illusion created by the Dao Seed, monks can do whatever they want, and the Dao Seed will soon be revealed.He can break through after comprehending, without other dangers.

Fang Yuan was a little flustered, and his soul also became hot. At the same time, he heard the sound of densely packed leaves. This sound was close to his ears, making one's scalp numb, as if thousands of trees were shaken by the wind at the same time. The branches are so dense that there is no gap between them, and they are close to each other.

"..." Fang Yuan "looked" down.

!

Why does this stabbing tree seem to be him?

The main trunk, which is too large to measure, is wrapped in brown wet bark, slightly bent, and the arc is so beautiful that it makes one's heart soften.Thin clouds passed by him, and from the middle of the trunk, countless branches stretched out, intertwined with each other, touching the sky like his hands, at this time there was no wind, and a large piece of pale yellow was shaken off. of small fruits.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" There were birds chirping happily under the clouds.

Fang Yuan's heart sank, and the panic dissipated, his "body" immediately calmed down, and the little tree branch stopped shaking.

His Dao heart... is a tree...

Fang Yuan seemed to be in a daze, and didn't immediately analyze whether it was good or bad.He remembered that the Tao seed was related to the spiritual root, and people with different spiritual roots saw different illusions.For example, Shui Linggen may see the gurgling of still water or the turbulent sea. After they go out, the aura will also change to the static/dynamic two aspects; With the rapid development, seeing the clouds rolling and the clouds relaxing, the sword intent will become open and atmospheric.

All in all, it's all about the deepest part of my mind.

Wood spirit roots are the most abundant, and monks usually see a variety of different plants with strange and magical functions, such as poisonous, tough, healing, and so on.When they come out, they will look for plants that conform to the Dao species and harvest them for their own use, and their cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort.

But never heard that the main body will become a tree?

The Dao Seed is actually me?

Fang Yuan's mind was in a mess, he couldn't figure it out, so naturally he couldn't comprehend anything, so he just flattened out and was in a daze.

Forget it, it's good to be in the sun, if you can't get out, you can't get out, being a tree is quite comfortable.

He shook the twig, perhaps because of the influence of the tree's body, his mind also became lazy, and he was in a daze when he said he was in a daze, and soon lost the ability to think.He just wanted to expose his nest of small leaves to the sun, and it would be best to take out the roots as well.

Moisturizing and antiseptic.

One month has passed, Fang Yuan has gotten used to being a tree.

This illusion is so quiet that there is no human voice, and it is so real that it seems to have really existed.Every morning, a burst of moist fog will slowly rush over, "washing" every little leaf of him, and there will be very small birds watching to catch the dewdrops, rubbing their small wings on his trunk, soft The soft touch made Fang Yuan feel at ease.

His control over the tree body is becoming clearer and clearer. Not only can he clearly perceive every leaf, but his perspective can also turn around, and he can even see the little bugs in the root system that help him crawl the soil.

After "washing his face", a huge red sun will rise from under his feet, a clear bird song will be heard, and the extremely hot breath will roll over his treetops, and he will go far, far away in the blink of an eye.

But in the evening, the sun will come back.

Fang Yuan knew that the world was round and the sky was round, so maybe he had turned into some extraordinary tree that could grow to this extent.But deep down in his heart, he felt that this was nothing special. In his bones, he felt that he was an ordinary, simple and healthy tree.

So he doesn't have any sense of height, every day besides sleeping, he just buckles his feet-knocks the roots of trees.

When such a day was about to bore him to death, finally, at midnight one day, he felt a little itchy on his tree trunk, as if something was about to grow.Fang Yuan cheered up, and was delighted to find that he was about to grow a new branch, although a small bud had just sprouted, it was pitifully small.

But he's getting new branches!

Fang Yuan was completely sleepy, and stared at it with all his attention. The small buds grew very fast. In just half a month, they developed from two green buds into a small branch with the length of a human arm. It looked very incongruous with the trunk. But Fang Yuan was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Because as it grows, he finally feels his body!It's not the tree's, but the body closed in the cave.Even though the induction was very weak, he finally got in touch with the outside world!Moreover, the spiritual energy in the human body is so strong that it is almost overflowing, and there is only a thin line from the breakthrough.

Great!

Fang Yuan affectionately used other branches and leaves to shield the small branch from the wind and rain, and named it "Green Green".However, Lulu stopped growing soon after, and changed to a fruit. The thumb was a little bigger, and it took more than half a year for it to turn yellow.

When the fruit is fully ripe, it will be the day he breaks through.

Fang Yuan knew that there was no need to rush, the time flow in the illusion was different from that of the outside world, half a year had passed here, and only one day had passed in the outside world.What's more, he may not have really lived here for more than half a year. Sometimes Fang Yuan's thoughts change, and the sun rises and the moon sets outside the tree. His experience of time is just a kind of intuition.

The branches should bear fruit for most of the year, so he spent most of the year.

This fruit is different from other branches and leaves. After turning yellow, the color becomes darker and darker, until it becomes fiery red, a strong aroma is emitted, which makes Fang Yuan's soul tremble.

He always felt that this fruit would be delicious, although he couldn't eat it.

In the few days when it was about to mature, many strange birds and beasts gathered towards him, trying to snatch this small fruit, but they were too small for Fang Yuan, and he could drive them away with a light twitch of the branch. Walk.

On the day when the fruit was about to fall off, the sky suddenly turned fiery red, and the scale-like cloud spots shone with golden outlines. Under the loud and clear chirping, the most beautiful bird Fang Yuan had ever seen in his life flew towards him.

He couldn't see the whole picture of the bird clearly, he only remembered its colorful shimmering light, cloud-like tail feathers, and thick bird feet——

One foot stepped on his new twig.

With a click, it broke.