i am a tree

On Changqing Peak, there are luxuriant weeds, evergreen trees, deep valleys, jagged rocks, and steep mountains. It is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and the rolling fog makes you feel a sense of mist.

This is a medicine garden, Mu Yi's current residence.

He has been arranged here since he followed the man called Uncle Zi to the Evergreen Peak that day.

Uncle Zi, his original form is a catalpa tree.

He is a big disciple of the Sanshengmen Spirit Sect. When he went to the shop of the old shopkeeper, he also heard that there were often low-grade Juling Pills for sale in this shop. It was passed on by word of mouth among his disciples, and he happened to hear it. , he paid attention to it, the number of monks in the lineage of the Sanshengmen Spiritual School is rare, there are no more than a hundred of them in total, and none of them have the talent for alchemy. If this alchemist is really a spiritual cultivator, he can be recruited inside the door.

It's just that the Sanshengmen only open the mountain gate once every five years to accept disciples, so they can only bring him back first, and then let him become apprentices after a few years.

Therefore, Mu Yi became an apprentice who took care of the medicine garden full-time.

Spirit grass is generally quite demanding on the environment.

It won't work if it's cold, it won't work if it's hot, it won't work if it's wet, it won't work if it's dry, it won't work if there's too much rain, it won't work if it's sunny for too long, it won't work if the soil is too loose or too hard.

Naturally cultivated things, put them together to cultivate, of course, it takes a lot of hard work.

Fortunately, the monks know spells and simulate various celestial phenomena.

Sun and rain, even the movement of the stars is unambiguous.

Mu Yi moved the small tree to an inconspicuous corner of the medicine garden, and set up a house next to it, built a shed with a few rough logs, tidied up a bit, and a bed, a table, and a chair became everything. decorations.

All these furniture were made by himself, and the leftovers were not wasted.

When he had nothing to do, he took a piece of wood and used a carving knife to carve the thick solid wood stroke by stroke. Soon after, it gradually took shape, and a small tree jumped up.

After carving, I put this wood carving on the head of the bed. After a long time, the head of the bed is filled with wood carvings that are exactly the same, even with the same details.

As the number of carvings increased, Mu Yi's knife skills became more and more proficient. When using a carving knife, it is like water flowing on the wood.

If he used mana, Mu Yi could carve hundreds of thousands of identical wood carvings a day.

However, he used an extremely slow speed, and he had to recall a piece of bark or a leaf before engraving it for a long time, for fear of missing a single bit.

On weekdays, besides taking care of those spirit herbs, he would also practice some gathering spirit pills.

Ever since Qiao Zhang, who took care of the medicine garden with him, knew that he was an alchemist, he introduced the Sanshengmen disciples he knew well to him, and the price he offered was naturally much higher than that of the old shopkeeper. The spirit stones accumulated more and more, and it was almost 100 yuan. Although it was not much, it was enough to make ordinary Sanshengmen disciples jealous.

After Mu Yi and Qiao Zhang got acquainted, he also mentioned "Ganoderma lucidum Jade Liquid" to him, and Qiao Zhang secretly told him that this thing is the real "Golden Branches and Jade Leaves", and gold is expensive, unless it is a disciple who has made great contributions to the sect. , the others, hehe, didn't even have the chance to take a look from a distance.

As for what this "ganoderma lucidum jade liquid" is, Qiao Zhang shook his head and said, he is a pharmacist, and he has only heard of it but never seen it. From the literal meaning, it may be a spiritual thing like a thousand-year-old ganoderma lucidum and a ten-year-old tortoise.

Mu Yi gave up. It seems that he won't be able to get this thing in the short term. With his current cultivation base, it is impossible to steal it openly, but what is "great" about the Three Sacred Gates? Contribution", it seems that it is not an easy task. Thinking about it this way, it is better to practice Huayuan Jue with peace of mind, and directly use the "life-changing technique" to save Xiaoshu when the Golden Core Stage is reached.

Thinking of this, Mu Yi let go of his hands and feet, and no longer suppressed the speed at which the astrolabe absorbs spiritual energy.

He wrapped the wooden doll buried in the soil with those star-like liquid aura.

The green psychic liquid soaked into the wooden doll bit by bit.

Mu Yi could feel the wooden doll's vitality becoming more and more intense. Several times, he seemed to look at the wooden doll, feeling as if he saw it breaking out of the ground in a daze.

That Qiao Zhang was bored all day long, so he liked to hang around this strange companion.

They are both spiritual practitioners, so they are more intimate, but what makes him more curious is that Mu Yi tosses and tosses with a piece of wood every day. If you want to carve something else, you only carve a tree every time. Although it is true to life, but after watching it for a long time, wouldn't he get bored?

Even a tree has a limit of endurance.

Qiao Zhang told Mu Yi about this.

Mu Yi gently held the carving knife in his hand, and answered him without raising his head, no.

Qiao Zhang was choked, and stood resentfully to the side. Before he could stand still, Mu Yi rushed over. With a wave of his sleeve, he was rolled aside by a strong wind, crushing several spiritual grasses .

"Bah bah", Qiao Zhang spat out the blades of grass in his mouth, jumped up and shouted, "Mu Yi, what are you doing?"

I saw Mu Yi worriedly looking at the ground he stepped on.

He carefully leaned over to take a look, what was so strange about this place.

Mu Yi glanced at him.

It made Qiao Zhang suddenly feel as if he had done some terrible bad thing without knowing or being careful, which was a bit embarrassing.

Mu Yi came out of the shed, holding a pile of wood in her hand.

He knelt down on one knee, drove the logs into the soil one by one, circled a field, then raised his head, and said softly, "Don't step on this place again next time."

Qiao Zhang nodded quickly, and he wiped his sweat. He didn't doubt that if he accidentally stepped on it again, the consequences would definitely be serious.

The years in the mountains are easy to pass, the world has been prosperous for thousands of years, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Living in this corner of Evergreen Peak, ignoring worldly affairs and concentrating on cultivation, the time should have been easy to pass, however, for Mu Yi, every day is like being in a prison.

In the past three years, Zimu came several times, left behind a few jade slips, and left in a hurry after giving some orders.

On this day, he appeared in the medicine garden again. He was still so cold. When he saw Mu Yi, he lost that sneering smile, "Follow me to the Lingxu Hall. It just so happens that there is a man in our sect these few days. The uncle has become a spiritual baby, and all the familiar monks came to congratulate him, there are many people and things are complicated, so everything is simple when you start apprenticeship."

Mu Yi put down the wood carving in his hand, Zi Mu glanced lightly, the shed was already full of wood carvings of all sizes, there was almost no place to stay.

The two of them flew towards Changsheng Peak one after the other.

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People came and went in the Hall of Eternal Life, beaming with joy.

The lineage of the Yao faction, which has been silent for 300 years, finally ushered in a day of exaltation, and all the disciples of the Yao faction burst into laughter.

Zi Mu brought Mu Yi to the side hall, the side hall was deserted and empty, completely different from the noise of the main hall.

Zi Mu frowned, the demon sect disciple who was supposed to be on duty in this side hall disappeared, he turned his head and said to Mu Yi: "You wait here, I will come as soon as I go."

Mu Yi nodded slightly, and saw Zi Mu's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

This side hall is very grand, with glazed tiles, double eaves and painted buildings. It looks solemn and resplendent. When Mu Yi was slowly looking over, he heard several people talking outside the door. One of them The voice was still very familiar.

Really haunted.

Seeing that these people are going to come to this side hall as they say and go, but this side hall is very empty, except for an incense table and a few straw mats, there is nothing else, let alone a place to hide. It wasn't about retreating, Mu Yi made the astrolabe in his body run rapidly, if the old man in green really made a move, he wouldn't be powerless to fight back.

More than ten years have passed, and he is no longer the tree spirit who had no ability to resist.

When those people came in, Mu Yi stood beside the incense table and gave a salute.

These people's cultivation bases are quite high, at least they are at the Golden Core stage. Seeing this junior in the side hall, they took it for granted that they were the disciples on duty in the side hall, and continued to talk loudly without paying attention.

There are thousands of disciples from the Sanshengmen, but Mu Yi has only seen a dozen or so. At this time, it is not clear whether these people are from the Sanshengmen, or they are here to congratulate.

From the moment he entered the door, he felt a gloomy gaze pressing on top of his head, it was the gaze of seeing Lie Xinxi.

If Xiaoshu was here, he could still recognize an acquaintance. The female cultivator who was attacked by piranhas and fled in a hurry stood beside the old man in green. Judging by the situation, it was either his disciple or his maid.

At this moment, Mu Yi, who was riding on the white spirit boat, came back and was taken aback when he saw so many people in the side hall, then he said hello to one of the middle-aged men, "Senior Brother Lang."

The man surnamed Lang laughed a few times, "It's Junior Brother Zi, it's rare to see you, did you come to the Muying Hall to receive the Jade Letter for the new Lingpai disciples?"

Azusa nodded, he was always cold towards people, after saying hello and doing all the courtesy, he stopped talking. Behind him was the disciple of Mu Yingdian who had left his post without permission, and at this time he handed over the jade document he had prepared. Gave it to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi held it in his hand, the jade document was warm and moist, and his name was engraved on it. He dripped a little blood on it, and the jade document emitted a colorful light, spinning in the air and hanging on his waist. between.

The Muyingdian disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Junior brother, this jade document allows you to freely enter and exit the Three Sacred Gates, ah, by the way, there is also a storage space inside, which is better than ordinary storage bags." Use it."

Mu Yi nodded, and followed Zi Mu to leave the side hall.

Only the old man in green was left staring at him covetously.

No matter how ignorant Mu Yi is, he still knows that this matter has not been played yet, but he never thought that it would come so soon and so urgently.

On the same day, after he went back, he dug out the small tree and the black soil that wrapped it, put it in a jade basin, and took it with him.

Although the spirituality transformed from trees is far inferior to those monster cultivators who are often struggling in the front line of life and death in terms of spiritual perception, but there is a force in the dark that makes him do this.

On this day, Qiao Zhang gave him a sound transmission talisman, but it was Zi Mu who asked him to go to the back mountain.

The place not far from the back mountain is the forbidden area of ​​Sanshengmen, and even the elders of Shimen dare not set foot in it.

Mu Yi arrived at this place on a low-level spiritual boat, each of the disciples of the Sanshengmen, and saw a huge stone tablet standing there, with a few blood-red characters written on it: "On the Sansheng Stone, we will never see each other again; His Majesty Yan Luo, There is no time to meet again."

It seems that it was written with blood, and the blood is dripping, which makes people horrified.

"Shusha" sounded twice, Mu Yi turned around and saw not Zimu, but an old man in green and a young female cultivator waiting here.

The female cultivator smiled coquettishly, leaning gently against the old man in green, "Daoist Lu, this is the treasure you mentioned."

The old man in green clothes always had a gloomy face, but now he looked at Mu Yi with fiery eyes, "Last time I let you run away, this time I will see where you are going? Do you think I can do nothing with you because of the protection of the Three Sacred Gates? Hahahaha .”

Mu Yi'an stood there quietly, like an ordinary tree.

The surrounding trees are dense, Mu Yi kept shuttling through the forest, the old man in green clothes and the young female cultivator followed closely behind.

He hid behind a tree and prepared secretly. With his escaping speed, he would be overtaken by the old man in green before he got back up the hill, so he might as well look for an opportunity to fight back.

The green-clothed old man is already at the golden core stage, and the young female cultivator's cultivation is not weaker than him.

Mu Yi sighed.

With the spiritual power in the astrolabe gushing out, he has learned a lot of practical spells during his practice of "Hua Yuanjue", a faint green energy enveloped him, and Mu Yi's face was faintly visible. There is black air.

He exuded a dangerous aura all over his body, and countless dim lights came out of his palms, dissipating in the air little by little, and after finishing the preparations, he heard the sound of the old man's sleeves blowing in the wind.

The old man in green didn't pay much attention to Mu Yi, who had already become something in his pocket. After all, his cultivation level was so far behind, but when he saw the young female cultivator who had been following him all the time, her face turned black and her face was full of tears. He fell to the ground with a distorted scream, his complexion changed, and he put a detoxification pill into the female nun's mouth, and laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that your little spiritual practice has such a means, I underestimate it." is you."

With ten fingers, he saw that the dim lights around him had appeared and dissipated in the air.

Mu Yi is not surprised, this method can only deal with some weak opponents.

When confronted head-on, Mu Yi was able to take a single blow, but the old man in green wanted to capture him alive, so he started fighting with him.

The injuries on Mu Yi's body also gradually increased.

Streams of blood oozed out of the Tsing Yi and dripped onto the ground.

Mu Yi cautiously moved towards the stone tablet on the back mountain, and when he was nearby, he summoned the remaining aura in the astrolabe, and sent a burst of explosive flames with astonishing momentum, causing the old man in green to step back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Yi stepped on the spirit boat and plunged into the forbidden area behind the stone tablet without hesitation.

Before flying far, the old man in green did not give up. Although he had heard some rumors about the forbidden area of ​​Sansheng, but seeing that the treasure was about to be obtained, he would never give up, so he also followed.

He was slapped by Mu Yi, and he was furious. At this moment, he couldn't care less about capturing him alive. He just wanted to catch this Lingxiu quickly, even if he died, he could find a way to kill him. Get the treasure on your body.

Thinking about it this way, he even used his spirit energy to make his escape speed a little faster.

Just when he was about to meet Mu Yi, the space in front of him suddenly opened a hole, and the strong wind raged, and Mu Yi and the old man in green who couldn't escape were caught in it, leaving only a dull spot on the ground. A low-level spirit boat.

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The world here is a completely different place.

The ground is bare rocks. During the day, the scorching sun blasts these rocks to pieces. At night, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, you can only feel the extreme wind raging non-stop, taking away the leftovers of the day. It's warm, and the temperature is dropping sharply, and the word "drops turn into ice" can't be used, because there is no liquid water here.

Mu Yi picked up a hard rock and exerted force with his hand, the stone turned into powder, leaked from his fingers, and disappeared in an instant when blown by the wind.

Inside the rocks, there are not even microscopic plants such as algae.

No plant can survive here for long.

The wind is very strong, and there are hidden traps inside, just like the whirlpool in the water, if you don't pay attention, you will be sucked into it. If you are unlucky, your body may be torn apart, and you may not even be able to escape your spiritual consciousness.

Mu Yi trudged on the ground with difficulty. There was a flat river here, and it was extremely difficult to find a shelter from the wind and rain. He also thought about digging a hole in the hard rock. He tried it, but he gave up. He didn't have a suitable magic weapon in his hand, so it was too difficult to drill a hole in this kind of rock that had been tempered and tempered, and he didn't have the time to grind it slowly.

The boundless land, when walking through, will not even leave a footprint, Mu Yi discerns the direction by instinct, the protective shield on his body to resist this harsh environment has faded and clings to his body, the spiritual energy in his body It's almost used up, and he must find a place where he can temporarily settle down before the aura is exhausted.

This urgent request made Mu Yi's already sluggish pace become eager again.

I don't know how long it took.

Finally, a vague bump appeared on the ground in front of him, Mu Yi quickened his pace and rushed over.

Fortunately, he was not disappointed.

Although he was a little surprised, this is not a mountain top, nor a stone wall, but an extremely tall animal skeleton, half buried in the rock, half exposed to the ground, and it is unknown what giant beast left behind. The wind was blowing, but it was still intact.

With a flash of Mu Yi's figure, he disappeared into the skeleton of the monster.

He found a shelter from the wind and sat down a little tired.

Go and see a tiny mustard flower growing in the crack of the bone.

When the extreme wind blew, the mustard flower slumped on the skeleton, a weak but tenacious life, not letting go of any chance of survival.

Mu Yi looked at this kind, and smiled sincerely, even if it can survive, of course he has no problem.