i am a tree

Everything was frozen, the twigs of Yushu were used as tobacco, the big tree was suspended in the air, and even the roots were shrouded in white air.

He and the astrolabe lingered in the ground, echoing the half of the big tree's body and the astrolabe.

It is said that there are seeds that have been pressed in the ice for thousands of years in the North Pole, and they can still take root and germinate. I don’t know if the same can be true for big trees.

Plants need liquid water and nutrients, and there's nothing here, let alone warmth and sunlight.

The cannibal flower came to me and wanted to pull me out of the ground and take me back. I wanted to stay in this cave and maybe find a chance to save the big tree, so I gathered all the spiritual energy and gently rushed away the cannibal Flower fingers.

He looked at me in surprise, "Don't you want to go back?" He raised his head, looking thoughtfully at the old man in green who was still saying some bewitching words, "Then you can keep it, but it, I have to take away."

He grabbed the little fox that was clinging to my tree with its front paws, ignored its squeaking, stuffed it into his spacious clothes, and walked out with a wag.

The flowers, plants and trees in this cave are lush and lush. Thinking about it, no one will notice that there is such an inconspicuous small tree. At this time, I should be happy for my short tree shape. At least, it is not so eye-catching. Hidden among the few rhododendrons next to it, only a few branches and leaves are exposed.

The gathering soon broke up. The monks were unrestrained, and it was very rare to be able to stay together for a few hours.

The benevolent deer demon made a verbal agreement to attack and defend the same side. It is impossible to organize these monks like an army, even if they are asked to work as employees in a company with a very leisurely job. The deer demon also understands this, so He could only smile wryly, and raised his hand to let the monks below take care of themselves.

The monks rushed away, but everyone kept in mind the treasure that the old man in green said. The fact that they can greatly deepen their cultivation is enough to make them flock to him.

They are not those evil cultivators who plunder, kill, burn, and loot, but they still can't suppress their inner desires, let alone those who have been pursuing things for hundreds of thousands of years. Who doesn't want to gain the Tao?Who doesn't want to soar in the daylight?Who doesn't want to live forever and escape from reincarnation?

It's just that the means are different. Although I don't bother to be a bad cultivator, it's not true that I have no desires and no desires.

The deer demon has kept some attendants, all of whom are low-level monks, men and women, plants and animals. In addition to serving the deer demon's orders, they usually take care of the cave, sweep away dead branches and leaves, and clean the stone chambers in the aisles. , moved the wanton growth of trees, flowers and vines to the side, scolded and punished those animals who defecated indiscriminately, and was busy all day long.

I hid among the rhododendron bushes and carefully watched the division of labor of these attendants.

Ever since Ren and Xingpan approached the stone cave where the big tree was from the ground last time, I have never found a chance to act again, not only because I am in this cave, the movement of spiritual energy can easily attract the attention of others, It was because the old man in green stayed in the cave from morning to night, so that no one could take advantage of it.

Anxious and anxious, my tree roots grew wantonly underground as if out of control. Soon, countless roots, large and small, covered the entire hall and spread to other caves. It spread, and I had no way to stop it. Originally, the rooting, growth, and food production of the tree were all automatic, but now it seems that it has been programmed by an unknown virus. The spiritual consciousness on it has nothing to do about it, it can only be anxious.

Many plants in this cave have already become a little intelligent, and if they seize their living space in this way, I am afraid that it will cause riots and backlash, and it will be a matter of time before the deer demon and the old man in green notice it.

I stepped up the steps of action.

On the third day, the old man in green finally came out of the stone room. I asked Xingpan to follow at the feet of an attendant, and followed him around the cave, and after a while, we came to the vicinity of the cave.

This attendant is a flower demon who specializes in cleaning this area. She raised her hand, and pieces of white petals slowly fell down, covering the entire ground. Then, when she raised her hand, those petals flew back to her palm, And the ground is already clean. This is the best-looking way to sweep up garbage I have ever seen.

When she was passing the stone room, I stopped quietly with Astrolabe.

The formation of this stone cave is very powerful. After turning around with the astrolabe for a long time, there is still no way to get in. Even the loophole last time was blocked. Just when I was helpless, the door of the cave suddenly opened , a deer demon with a pair of huge antlers walked in.

He held the jade plate in one hand, and made a tactic with the other, and shouted, "Go!" The jade plate flew up and spun in the air, there was a faint cracking sound in the air, and the deer demon's ruddy face turned slightly pale , looking at the jade plate nervously, in the end, the jade plate flew to the middle of the cave, and barely stopped in front of the big tree.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Xingpan also slipped in.

The deer demon and the green-clothed old man seem to be in harmony. As soon as the green-clothed old man left, the deer demon couldn't wait to search for him.

I just saw him frowning, shaking the pair of huge antlers on his head, looking as if his neck was about to be twisted, turning around in the cave, as if he couldn't figure out something, raising his head to look at it from time to time. Looking at the big tree, he took out a fire talisman and threw it on the big tree. The fire talisman was burning blazingly, and the coldness in the whole room immediately dissipated a lot.

The icy cold air that enveloped the big tree seemed to have loosened, as if it would turn into water droplets and fall down at any time. However, this seemingly menacing fire talisman was only arrogant for a few seconds, and immediately after that, it was like wet firewood. Same, turn off the fire.

The deer demon was stunned, "I actually used the ten thousand year cold jade." He looked at the big tree in disbelief, and then tried several methods to get the big tree out of the thousand year cold jade. He found nothing, and in the end, he had no choice but to leave the stone room before the old man in green came back.

The white liquid formed with the astrolabe slowly flowed to the roots of the big tree.

At that moment, I was a little hesitant, whether to let Yu Xingpan return to Dashu. Firstly, I am not sure whether Yu Xingpan can let Dashu escape. Secondly, Yu Xingpan is very magical. If so It's useless to do it, so it's impossible to rely on my own practice to save the big tree. It won't take thousands or hundreds of years.

The cultivation of trees relies on the accumulation of cultivation over the years.

However, the tree roots that spread to the entire underground of the cave sensed the aura that the old man in green was about to return.

At the moment, I no longer think about it, let the astrolabe melt into the trunk of the big tree.

The white air transformed by the millennium ice did not hinder it at all.

The astrolabe was originally owned by Dashu, so there was no hindrance in returning it to him. Instead, it felt like it was a matter of course. Maybe half of the astrolabe was lost, and he wanted to become complete again.

After losing my astrolabe, my cultivation base dropped drastically, and it was almost the same as the rhododendron bush next to me. In the eyes of others, I was just a low-level spiritual cultivator who had just begun to gain spiritual wisdom and was about to embark on the road of cultivation.

The moment the astrolabe and the astrolabe completely flowed into the tree, the glacier melted the flowing water, and the stone room was immediately filled with flowers, and even the gentle breeze blew, and the leaves of the big tree swayed gently, but in the blink of an eye, all of this was different The elephant disappeared, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Having lost the astrolabe, my weak consciousness could no longer stay here for a long time. After circling the big tree, I slowly returned to the tree.

A phantom passed over the hall, the old man in green had already returned, and in a flash, he had already returned to the stone room, and as soon as he entered, he immediately backed out, with a wave of his hand, the flower demon who was cleaning the stone room was grabbed by him With his neck stuck in the air, he asked in a cold voice, "You entered this stone room?"

The flower demon shook her head in panic, nodded, and then shook her head desperately. The old man in green couldn't figure out what it meant for a while, but he didn't intend to go into it at all. The flower demon has disappeared in his hands, leaving only a few petals on the ground.

All the monks and spiritual beings in the cave mansion panicked and ran away one after another. At this time, the deer demon came over, "What's the matter? Brother Lu, what are you doing?"

"Hmph, an ignorant little demon entered my stone room, and I just punished it a little bit." The old man in green gave the deer demon a deep look, and stepped on the petals on the ground to return to the stone room.

The remaining deer demon with an ugly face collected the trampled petals on the ground, sighed, and walked away.

The East Mansion is still full of flowers, hares and roe deer can be seen everywhere, and even tigers and leopards can be seen lazily wandering in it. Even the rhododendron bush next to me is always in bloom all year round.

Although there was already a rift, the old man in green still didn't break his face with the deer demon. It seemed that he knew the truth that a strong dragon can't overwhelm a snake. Except for going out once in the past two days, he stayed in the cave for the past few days. He talked with the deer demon in the cave and talked about his experience in cultivation, while the low-ranking monks beside him listened.

Speaking of which, I don't know anything about cultivation other than some common sense about cultivation I got from Nanmu, so I don't mind listening to a corner this time.

The green-clothed old man knew a lot, and there seemed to be nothing he didn't know. Maybe it was because of this that he had many strange methods, but when it came to the depth of his cultivation, it was still a bit difficult. Inferior to the deer demon.

Perhaps it is because of this that such an apparent balance can be maintained.

For several days in a row, I didn't find a chance to sneak into that stone room. Only once, I was stopped by a rabbit demon, who said in a pretentiously fierce tone, "With your current cultivation , I just want to run around." With a flick of my hand, I sent my spiritual consciousness back to the tree.

The branches swayed, and after shaking for a while, they finally returned to calm. The rhododendron bushes next to them trembled, and the petals fell to the ground one after another, as if mocking my self-control.

After a few days like this, the old man in green gradually began to lose his composure, and I could often hear loud noises coming from the stone chamber. I was anxious, but there was nothing I could do. Did he vent his anger on the tree because he couldn't find the treasure?

Occasionally, the old man in green can be seen rushing out, and after a while, he ran back dejectedly.

Today, he went out again.

This time I went out for a long time, and when I came back, I was carrying something in my hand.

I looked at the things in his hands, the branches were shaking, making the whole rhododendron bushes rustle.

In his hand is the piranha.

The piranha in its original shape was roughly pulled up, and the roots, large and small, were almost broken. The piranha originally bloomed with four flowers, but now only one is still on the stem. One, the petals were also torn off, leaving only one piece.

The old man in green threw the piranha on the ground. The piranha trembled slightly, and its roots slowly plunged into the ground. The old man in green had a gloomy face, watching the piranha's instinct to survive, and pointed at it. , I saw that the piranha emitted a burst of white light and turned into a human form, holding his chest and coughing in pain, the corners of the piranha's mouth kept overflowing with blood, and it seemed that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

The old man in green asked suspiciously, "Are you going to say it or not?"

The piranha slightly raised her eyes, and wiped the blood at the corners of her mouth with her white hand, "What do you say? You say you're an old bastard who's doing sneak attacks, but you're not even a fart?" I don't know why it is called foul language especially with piranhas.

The face of the old man in green turned blue, and he waved his sleeves.

The piranha was beaten by an invisible force so that he vomited three mouthfuls of blood. He managed to support himself halfway, "It's fine if you say so. You kneel down, obediently kowtow three times, and call Grandpa Zu three times. That's fine." Consider it."

"Okay, okay, that's great, it's really imminent, and you have to use your tongue." The old man in green laughed angrily.

After knocking the piranha unconscious, he picked it up and threw it back into the stone room, apparently intending to torture him.

I was terrified and remembered that before the piranha passed out, she glanced at me, like a warning.

The stream next to it is gurgling, and the long aquatic plants are swaying gently. The voracious fish shuttle back and forth, touching these aquatic plants with their mouths from time to time, and pecking at the microorganisms on them.

The shadow of the tree was reflected on the stream, and when the fish flicked its tail, there was a slight ripple on the water surface, and the shadow of the tree became fragmented.

The evil cultivator's attack that the old man in green said was indeed not a lie. On the tenth day after catching the piranha, it finally appeared.

The cultivator attracted by that treasure was like a wasp that had punctured a hive, waving its poisonous stinger, lashing out at the entire forest. Facing this kind of attack, even a highly cultivated deer demon couldn't sit still .

As long as the low-level monks who have just acquired spiritual consciousness can release their spiritual consciousness to detect the movement nearby, I can feel the fluctuation of spiritual power in the forest, and there are occasional screams.

The forest was plundered.

Generally speaking, evil cultivators who rely on killing, wounding, and looting are always higher than ordinary monks and have more methods, and because they often fight with others, and their fighting experience is also extremely rich, and these monks who have been practicing peacefully in the forest They are completely different, and naturally they are not their opponents.

What's more, the number of evil cultivators who came this time is also extremely large. After a while, I saw monks flying into the air and scattered in all directions, trying to escape from the forest that had become the target. The evil cultivator who pursued closely.

There are no evil cultivators who dare to provoke this cave for a while, but this situation will not last for a long time. The ants kill the elephants, let alone a group of evil cultivators who are not weak. They cannot let this place go. The deer demon also understood this, he sighed, and looked back at the old man in green, "Brother Lu, what do you think?"

The old man in green looked like he had nothing to do with himself. Hearing the deer demon's question, he said flatly, "I can only avoid it temporarily."

The deer demon nodded helplessly, and began to order the attendants in the cave to prepare to leave.

The attendants hurriedly packed their things, but these low-level monks who had just begun to realize their spiritual intelligence and could not take form could only be left here. They sensed the imminent danger, and there was an explosion in the originally peaceful cave. There was a commotion, trees, flowers and plants moved without wind, birds and beasts panicked, and became a mess for a while.

Before the deer demon left with the group of attendants, he looked at the green-clothed old man who was still standing still, "Brother Lu, are you going?"

"I still have something to do here. Brother Lu will go ahead, and brother will arrive later." The old man in green said perfunctorily.

Now that he has said that, the deer demon can't say anything more, so he can only give up.

As soon as the deer demon and his group disappeared into the air, the old man in green immediately walked into the cave. Anyway, the cave is in chaos now, so I took advantage of the chaos and followed them quietly. The formation has been withdrawn, the door is wide open, the big tree is already hanging in the air, the piranha is covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and it is crouching at the root of the big tree, life or death is unknown.

The old man in green took out a kit, and with a single finger, the big tree and piranha were collected into the kit, and then he also left the cave in a hurry.

Not long after he left, groups of evil cultivators ran in.

Seeing the empty cave, these evil cultivators were so angry that they smashed everything that could be smashed inside, and took away everything that could be taken away. Seeing that the rest could not be taken away, one of them especially Sinisterly, he made a suggestion to burn this place with a torch, and the others laughed and agreed.

When I heard these conversations, I felt a wave of despair. For plants, what is more terrible than fire?

There was thick smoke billowing in the cave, and those evil cultivators seemed to be afraid that the inside would not be burnt clean, and they even used spells. Although the fire ignited by those spells was still not as good as pill fire or baby fire, it was like lit gasoline. Similarly, it will not go out automatically without a fire source like ordinary fire at all, but will burn piece by piece.

All that was left was scorched black.

Not a single piece of grass is left.

I can't escape this disaster. I close my eyes, and I can almost feel the flame burning on my body. The heat wave rushed over, and the rhododendron bushes next to me trembled violently, and it was afraid.

At this time, I am afraid that I would rather not have spiritual wisdom. If I do not have spiritual wisdom, I will not understand the fear of death.

When the fire was in front of me, what I was thinking was that I didn't know what I would become in my next life, if only I was still a tree.