i am a tree

The stem of the mustard flower is prostrate on the ground, unremarkable, almost the same color as the surrounding rocks, the skin is hard, and only a flower the size of a grain of rice bloomed on the stem. The flower bloomed for a very short time and was completed in a hurry The task of inheriting the family is over, and the petals are blown away by the strong wind before they fall, leaving only a bare flower stalk.

On the contrary, the mustard flowers in the cave have existed for a little longer.

After a long time, watching the mustard blossoms bloom and fall seems to have become a kind and pleasing thing.

In this space, apart from the rocks and the extreme wind, there are too few things that can catch the eye.

Maybe the environment here is too harsh and monotonous. I found that not only myself, but even the very gentle and restrained tree began to feel a little anxious.

I am rooted in its tree trunk, and from it, the spiritual energy that is continuously conveyed accumulates in my body.

There is a faint black energy in these auras.

I believe Dashu has also noticed it, so these days, he has become suspicious of these "spirit-like stones", and he has fully used the speed of absorbing spiritual energy, and even used the spirit stones in his storage bag.

Dashu carefully looked at the dark "spirit-like stone" in his hand.

Under the blazing sunlight, these "spirit-like stones" are still dull, without the slightest luster. If it is not for the seemingly invisible spiritual energy overflowing, they are almost indistinguishable from the surrounding stones.

The origin of this "spirit-like stone" is also quite strange.

The big tree is dressed in Tsing Yi, hidden among the branches and leaves.

His long hair hangs down, his hands are on his knees, and I'm next to him, black air is faintly emitting from his white palms, it seems that he wants to force out the black air absorbed by the "spirit-like stone".

But that black air seemed to be extremely tenacious, the tree tried all its means, but it still clung to it.

This "spirit-like stone" can no longer be used.

The big tree sighed, stretched out his hand, and touched my leaves, "Looks like I have to find a way out." He whispered.

With a gesture of his free left hand in the void, a white ring was placed on the original shape of the big tree.

Then, he stood up and floated away into the distance.

Mustard Flower also walked out of the cave not long after. His thin body seemed to be blown away by the wind at any moment, and his white robe flew up in the wind.

He slowly moved over here.

Mustard has always maintained a strange interest in Dashu and me.

I can't tell you what it feels like, just like a child who is trying to get attention, but the little tricks children play are harmless, and the tricks that mustard flowers use may kill you.

Seeing Mustard Flower approaching step by step.

The white ring under the arrangement of the big tree reacted immediately, and the layers of white light revealed filaments surrounding the whole big tree.

Mustard Flower saw this scene, but did not act rashly.

He stopped, sat cross-legged under the tree, and looked at me motionless.

At this time, from the depths of the earth, there was a faint tremor.

The movement became louder and louder, the ground also began to rumble, and the extremely hard rock formation also cracked one by one.

The big tree has been away for a long time, and he won't be able to come back for a while.

The mustard flower stood up, maybe he had never encountered such a situation before, for a while, he kept shaking with the trembling ground, a little at a loss, hurriedly dug out the mustard flower on the ground, held it in hand.

There was a "creaking" sound, and in the violent earthquake, the remains of this ancient spirit beast couldn't resist the huge force of nature and began to fall apart.

A piece of bone fell down and hit the ground hard.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and not far away, strands of black mist rose into the sky, which was blown away by the extreme wind and then condensed, gathering towards the remains of the ancient spirit beast.

I looked over and found that they were actually "worms" that had been living in the underground mine veins. They flew over the remains of ancient spirit beasts in groups and attached to those bones. Immediately, these white bones turned into black.

The overwhelming "bugs" caused heavy visual pressure to people.

It doesn't matter if there is less of this kind of thing, but if there is too much, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change, and even the attack power will become quite terrifying.

The remains of this ancient spirit beast disappeared little by little under their nibbles.

This time even Mustard Flower was a little restless.

He and these "worms" are deadly enemies. At this moment, surrounded by "worms", of course it will not be easy.

Anyway, I'm afraid too, because I think of army ants, and almost nothing can stop them.

No one knows whether their next target will be Dashu and me.

At this time, the "bugs" suddenly gathered again, huddled together in the air, and turned into a ball.

On the ball, "worms" kept pounced on it, and the ball rolled bigger and bigger.

I don't know how long it took, but the number of "bugs" that finally flew out from the ground became less and less. The ball was still in the air, and I don't know what these "bugs" were doing.

This kind of social insects is a super predator. What's more, they have been eating "spirit-like stones" for a long time. They are very different from ordinary social insects, and they may already be called mutated spirit insects.

Spiritual insects, but in the world of comprehension, it is also something that makes people talk about it. Fortunately, it is extremely rare.

When the "worm ball" appeared, Mustard seemed to want to leave here, but for some reason he hesitated, looked at the big tree, maybe even me, and stayed again.

It's just that his expression is full of caution and vigilance that he has never seen before.

The earthquake had stopped, and cracks opened on the ground. Fortunately, it didn't cause any major trouble, at least it didn't exhaust the spiritual power in the white ring left by the big tree, and that layer of faint white light still surrounded the big tree.

The "worm ball" stayed in the air for most of the day, and after a while, there was finally some movement.

It split in two, and the insect corpses fell on the ground in a thick layer like rain, and a huge insect "buzzed" and flew in mid-air.

Only at this time did I see clearly that it was only an enlarged version, and it was completely black. As soon as it appeared, it rushed towards the ground.

I watched helplessly as the giant worm transformed into a man in armor in mid-air.

This was beyond my expectation.

Unexpectedly, even "bugs" like army ants would appear monks.

It's just that this monk doesn't look very friendly.

At this moment, with a dark light in his eyes, he rushed towards me and Dashu.

Just when his attack came, a white light flashed in front of my eyes, and I was blocked by the big tree that was driven back.

This demon cultivator was probably transformed by a certain insect king among those "insects" that have existed for thousands of years. He has such a ferocious aura just after transforming into a human form, unlike those who hide underground when they encounter danger. The "bugs" that get up are completely different.

He seemed to know that he couldn't beat the big tree, so he turned his head and stared at the mustard flower.

At this moment, Mustard Flower was not afraid anymore, instead she looked expectant, with a hint of a smile on her lackluster face.

The thin figure disappeared in place when the demon cultivator rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, it floated onto a piece of remains next to it.

The demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that this spirit cultivator was faster than him, but he had just succeeded in transforming, and the anger he had accumulated for so long made him want to kill this spirit cultivator at any cost.

The two exchanged hands in the air.

The mustard flower fingertips flicked, and countless tiny flowers flew towards Chongxiu, like petals blown by the wind. They looked soft and weak, but there was no doubt that they contained deep danger.

The insect cultivator waved his hand immediately, and black "worms" popped out, some flew out to meet those petals, and some flew to his side, turning into armor, covering the exposed body.

The two had a great time fighting.

He completely forgot about the earth-shattering shock just now.

Dashu frowned slightly, and he looked into the distance.

The surrounding terrain has completely changed, and the endless flat rocks have disappeared, leaving behind undulating small rocky mountains. Perhaps in a few hundred years, these extreme winds will restore the place to its original appearance.

Only, not now.

The dust billowed in front of him, and the tree waved his hand, and his vision immediately became clear again.

At this time, the big tree had already taken me away from that place.

Mustard Flower and Chongxiu who were still fighting were left behind.