i am a tree

The vegetation is sparse, and in this narrow courtyard, even a weed that can be seen everywhere by the roadside can grow wantonly.

The owner of this yard doesn't even bother to do the most basic tidying up. The small fish pond is covered with duckweed, and the soft cartilaginous grass under the water is gently swaying with the current. The common lotus is not planted in the pond, but It is a long-handled water spinach with white flowers blooming on the water surface, and the smell is fragrant.

As a spiritual cultivator transformed from a plant, Mu Yi has no interest in playing with the yard, she can grow whatever she wants, as long as you can take root and sprout, that is your ability.

No matter how beautiful the well-maintained garden is, it is not as vivid as a piece of free-growing grass. What is lacking is the wildness.

Mu Yi is hidden among the lush plants.

He held an alchemy furnace in his hand, and put the low-level spiritual herbs he bought from the old shopkeeper into it bit by bit. Peeling off, pulling out the useful part, and then Mu Yi manipulated the flame in the alchemy furnace.

Two hours later, there was only a "bang", and the elixir had taken shape, and an extremely faint fragrance wafted away.

The potion was successful again, and with a wave of Mu Yi's hand, the round pills flew out and fell into the jade bottle in his hand one by one.

Speaking of which, most spiritual practitioners have a high level of comprehension for alchemy. Many alchemy masters are from spiritual cultivation. Firstly, spiritual cultivation itself is a plant, so they are naturally well versed in the medicinal properties of these spiritual herbs. There is less fighting, and there is a lot more time to do these complicated things.

And Mu Yi is a different kind in spiritual practice.

Not only does he have a particularly high talent for alchemy, but he also has the astrolabe in his body to maximize the medicinal effect of the spirit grass. Even if the low-level spirit grass is in his hands, he can also refine the low-level spirit grass. Medicinal pills just cost more low-level spirit herbs.

He took the bottle of elixir to the old shopkeeper's shop.

As soon as the old shopkeeper saw him, he immediately smiled. This is his God of Wealth.

A few days ago, Mu Yi mentioned that he knew how to make alchemy, and he wanted the old shopkeeper to give some spiritual herbs. The refined medicine was sold in the old shopkeeper's shop. Unexpectedly, Mu Yi sent a few mid-level and low-grade spirit-gathering pills.

He thought it was unbelievable at the time, but he only thought it was the thing that those alchemists mentioned about alchemy that occasionally they were very lucky to produce super-level pills.

Later, when I gave the spirit grass, I was a little generous. After all, I used a handful of herbs that were not worth a low-level spirit stone in exchange for three low-level mid-level pills. The mid-level and low-level spirit-gathering pills don't have three low-level spirit stones, so there is no need to think about it, and there is no price.

Mu Yi handed over the jade bottle in his hand to the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper opened the jade bottle, and there was a fresh fragrance. He knew it was a good thing at a glance. On the other hand, he also entertained Mu Yi in a friendly manner.

He paid Mu Yi five pieces of spirit stones. If others see him, they must say that he is black-hearted. There are ten mid-level low-grade spirit-gathering pills in that jade bottle, and they are worth 30 yuan at least. Lingshi, but he only paid Mu Yi a mere five pieces of Lingshi.

It's also because Mu Yi is not deeply involved in the world, even though he has been born for ten years, he still doesn't see many people and things, not to mention, he has always been single-minded, only thinking about how to make this wooden doll grow new leaves.

He doesn't care about other chores that are exhausting.

This alchemy technique was only learned after he entered the world, and the purpose was only to obtain some spirit stones.

One is that it is convenient to walk, and the other is that some monks treasure their brooms and cherish them without profit. If they don't use the spirit stone to move it, they won't talk about what they want to know.

He doesn't need to rely on pills to improve his cultivation. The astrolabe in his body absorbs the spiritual energy around him day and night, which has already made his cultivation speed far faster than that of ordinary monks, which makes him a little worried.

It looks good now, but the foundation is not stable, and there are endless hidden dangers.

So Mu Yi also intentionally or unintentionally slowed down the speed of cultivation, and even dedicated part of the time every day to refining elixirs.

Mu Yi left the shop with the five spirit stones and the storage bag filled with spirit herbs.

When I went out, I passed by four disciples of the Sanshengmen, one of them was talking to the other three about the fact that I bought a mid-level low-grade Juling Pill in this store, and the three disciples looked impatient. Go to the shop.

He heard the old shopkeeper go up to meet him, and started doing business with those doormen.

Mu Yi shook his head lightly, it's not that he didn't understand what was going on inside the door, it's just that he didn't bother to bother.

He walked slowly along the streets of this small town.

Everyone along the way, when they saw him, would look sideways.

Cultivators seldom see such a terrifying appearance as him. Spiritual cultivators and demon cultivators can change their appearance at will when they transform into forms, and human cultivators have many ways to change their appearance, not only for female cultivators. In the human world, all of them have superior looks, and even most male cultivators beautify themselves intentionally or unintentionally.

But Mu Yi doesn't care about these.

That's what Xiaoshu looked like when he saw him that day, that's what he looked like.

What if Xiaoshu came back to life and saw a strange face but couldn't recognize it?

Therefore, it is terrible to be terrible.

Mu Yi slowly approached a bookstore, the bookshelves were full of jade slips, he looked at them all, no matter whether he needed it or not, as long as he didn't seem to have read it, he hugged them all, all kinds of The elementary practice methods, low-level spells, widely heard miscellaneous notes and so on.

Most of them are goods that can be seen everywhere, so the price is not high, and it is still affordable.

The only 20 yuan of Lingshi in the bag was spent in this way. The owner of the shop saw that he bought so much at one time, and probably thought it was rare, so he gave a few left in the corner and no one wanted it. Jade Jane.

Mu Yi didn't even look at them, and swept them all into the storage bag.

He saw that there were some paper books used by ordinary people when he was walking outside on the shelf, and he took a few of them with interest, thinking of these as a pastime when he was bored.

In fact, during the month he lived among ordinary people, he met all kinds of people, all kinds of things, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, and various situations.

He thinks these people are very interesting, their faces and expressions change a lot, and their thoughts are so complicated that Mu Yi can't figure it out.

If we talk about it, compared with plants, it is indeed more changeable.

Most of the plants are confined to the same place, facing all kinds of changes in the outside world, they can only adapt to all these through thousands of years of evolution, and the time ratio is extremely long.

Back in the house, Mu Yi waved his hand, and the door closed automatically.

He walked straight back into the yard.

In the middle of the courtyard, on the stone wall of the small fish pond, there is a jade basin.

Mu Yi walked over, sat on the ground, dumped all the jade slips and books in the storage bag on the ground.

Then, under the sunlight, she began to flip through the jade slips.

The sun is warm, and the jade basin with the young trees is within reach.

Let this afternoon, also bring some leisure, for some reason, I still feel a little lonely.

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When it was getting late, Mu Yi finally came back to his senses from studying hard.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the jade slips for a long time, filling his mind with all kinds of useful or useless information. After a long time, he finally sorted out his thoughts a little bit.

There are too many and complicated things to see today, and there are not many that interest him, especially those low-level spells and low-level exercises, most of which are suitable for people to practice.

There are as many types of exercises as a cow's hair, but no matter how many exercises there are, generally speaking, a monk can only practice one kind, and most of the exercises cannot coexist.

If you find the right cultivation method that suits you, the benefits to your own cultivation will naturally be immeasurable.

Therefore, most monks who are led by a master will choose carefully, and must find a method that suits their aptitude and spiritual root.

As for other casual cultivators, they can only settle down to their own destiny, and cultivate whatever they catch.

Most of the natural spiritual or demon cultivators like them have their own unique cultivation methods automatically and spontaneously during the long period of forming their spiritual wisdom.

Although most of them are almost the same, there are also a few who are amazingly talented or weird.

It's like the piranha's cruel practice of sucking other monks.

When spiritual wisdom is formed and formally embarks on the road of cultivation, it is of course not impossible to change the cultivation method of Tiancheng, but forcibly changing it is often half the result with half the effort, and the gain outweighs the loss, so few spiritual or demon cultivators do this hard work Not a good thing.

Therefore, what really interests spiritual and demon cultivators is of course not these cultivation techniques, but various spells, magic symbols, pills, magic tools or spirit beasts.

Mu Yi is naturally the same.

But since he was reading books for no purpose, of course he wouldn't pick and choose, and only looked at what was useful to him.

So when he casually picked up the dusty jade slip on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the jade slip took on a new look. He put his consciousness into it and began to look at it.

But the strange thing is that there is only a piece of whiteness in this jade slip, without any content.

Mu Yi found it strange, withdrew his consciousness again, and looked at the jade slip over and over again. It seemed that the contents of the jade slip were covered by some formation, or the formation was forcibly broken, but maybe this The jade slip will be wiped out immediately, or find a way to unravel the formation, but the hope must be very slim.

I don't know how many years have passed since this jade slip, and the original owner may have fallen.

Mu recalled his rare curiosity, like a child eagerly groping for a puzzle, he grasped the jade slip in his hand, channeled his spiritual power, and rushed towards the formation, but it was a pity that he hit a soft nail , that aura that was not weak was annihilated silently.

This was beyond Mu Yi's expectation.

He raised his eyebrows, and another wave of spiritual energy slowly flowed in.

The result is of course still the same.

At this time, Mu Yi seemed to have remembered something, he was running the astrolabe in his body.

Rotating with the astrolabe, the surrounding aura that had condensed into a liquid form surrounded it like a nebula. During this rotation, a small part of the astrolabe was separated and flowed into the jade along Mu Yi's arm. Simplified Chinese.

Immediately, the jade slip emitted a dazzling light, taking advantage of this moment, Mu Yi threw his consciousness into it, and there were densely packed words, patterns and symbols inside.

This worked with the astrolabe. Part of the reason why he was able to escape from the green-clothed old man that day was because the astrolabe had infiltrated the thousand-year-old ice that sealed the green-clothed old man and the numerous formations. Gray Bird easily broke through the thousand-year-old ice and formation barrier, and rescued him and the piranha.

What was sealed in such a bizarre way turned out to be a kung fu technique.

And it's a rotten street skill that can be seen everywhere-Hua Yuan Jue.

This Hua Yuanjue is the most commonly used technique by casual cultivators who have no connections. Although it has no miraculous effect, it is better than any monk. Even spiritual and demon cultivators can practice this technique, and no other techniques will be left behind. It can be regarded as a practice without merit or fault, and it is very popular among monks.

Mu Yi frowned slightly, and read the exercises word by word, only to find that except the opening chapter was exactly the same as the Huayuanjue outside, the other chapters were subtly different, and the Huayuanjue in this jade slip Much longer.

This is a strange thing.

The more Mu Yi looked at it, the more he felt that the Hua Yuan in this jade slip was by no means simple, and he didn't know that the original owner of this jade slip improved on the basis of the original Hua Yuan Jue. If this was the case, then the owner of this jade slip What a genius; or maybe the original owner of the jade slip found the complete copy that Hua Yuanjue had lost long ago.

Mu Yi was not interested in these exercises at first, but this Hua Yuanjue aroused his great interest.

Because this Hua Yuan Jue mentions an attached spell, which can turn other people's energy into one's own use, or in turn, transfer one's own energy to others.

Mu Yi is almost overwhelmed by the original owner of this jade slip.

Of course, what made him even more happy was that if he had mastered the Hua Yuan Jue, wouldn't it mean that even if the little tree couldn't grow new leaves by its own strength, he could still pour the essence into the little tree, making it Rebirth.

The sky is full of clouds and clouds, and the setting sun hits the clouds, giving off a layer of light. The sky is gradually darkening. Gradually, the vision becomes more and more hazy. You don’t know when the night has come to you.

Mu Yi stood up, but he didn't go back to his room, he said he was leaving, the reason why he rented this place was because he needed a place to stay, he couldn't just rent this yard.

He is not interested in a house that can shelter from wind and rain. Have you ever seen a tree that does not yearn for sunshine and rain?

So those few rooms have become decorations, and his daily activities are all in this yard.

Near the small fish pond was a specially cleared space, Mu Yi was standing there, and a tree that blocked the sky and the sun appeared from the sky above him, seeing the roots of the tree digging into the ground like a snake, and the leaves were blown by the night wind. There was a rustle in the middle.

Mu Yi walked over and disappeared into the tree.

The leaves rustled and swayed, as if blown by a wind that didn't exist.

At this time, the moonlight was bright, there was no wind or rain, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were quietly blooming under the night.

A few leaves slowly fell on the water surface of the small fish pond, and the awakened fish swam over, touching and pushing the leaves lightly, as if they were playing.

To change a cultivation method, it is simple and simple, that is, to discard all the current cultivation bases, and then start again. Fortunately, the big tree has the astrolabe, and most of the aura and cultivation bases depend on the astrolabe. Therefore, even if he abandons the current cultivation method, he only loses a small part of his own cultivation, and the loss is not great.

Sangong is a very painful process.

Just like in autumn, the leaves of the big trees fall one by one.

Soon, a thick pile of fallen leaves accumulated on the ground.

It was not until the sky was about to be bright that it gradually stopped.

Mu Yi stepped out of the tree, and the original shape of the big tree behind him gradually disappeared into the morning sun.