i am a tree

The barren land undulates monotonously under the gray sky.

Large, lifeless shadows stretched across the horizon as far as the eye could see.

The big trees hid in the shadows, as if swallowed by darkness, almost blending with them.

The ghost head roared, roared past, opened its mouth again and again and bit the big tree.

And there is always a white halo around the big tree, perhaps seeing the sky getting darker and darker, the old man in green couldn't wait any longer, he repeatedly drove the ghost, which made the ghost anxious, and kept going Hit the halo.

"Boom, boom—"

The loud noise kept coming, and the ground was also bumpy.

All I saw was a black shadow floating out of the big tree. The black shadow was sticking to him, twisting, as if unwilling to leave, but in the end, it was still peeled off from the big tree.

The black shadow was as tall as the big tree, and it felt like a blackened version of the big tree.

It stepped out of the white halo, and with a wave of its hand, the ghost was pulled over without any resistance.

I could almost feel the mocking from the black shadow. When he pulled his hands, the ghost's head was torn in half by him.

With a shrill scream, the ghost head disappeared, leaving only a white skull rolling in the strong wind, and disappeared from the field of vision after a while.

I frowned slightly, the strong evil spirit on this black figure made me uneasy.

The old man in green looked at this scene in astonishment. He never guessed that Dashu used the "Dafa Transformation Technique" to create a phantom that could destroy his trump card, causing him to be severely injured.

At this moment, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, because the big trees and black shadows surrounded it from both sides.

Just when I was watching with enthusiasm, the mustard flower suddenly appeared beside me.

He was a bit embarrassed, his hair was tangled into a ball, and he seemed to have finally escaped from Chongxiu after a hard struggle.

Now I ran into Dashu and me by chance, without the slightest intimacy of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country, and with a stretched hand, I was dug out of the ground.

He was still careful, he actually knew how to protect my roots, and didn't tear off the tiny roots that had just grown.

There is a plant in this world called devil's thorn. If you step on it with bare feet, you will deeply understand why people call it this name.

Canola is just such a creature.

The moment the mustard flower appeared, the big tree flew towards me immediately.

But Mustard Flower didn't stop after a successful blow, and immediately flew towards the whirlpool.

Just go, why are you still holding me.

As a tree that has not yet materialized, I feel extremely depressed.

Mustard Flower was quite happy watching the big tree catch up, and he plunged into the center of the whirlpool without the slightest hesitation.

Almost immediately, mustard and I were swallowed by darkness.

Huge pressure followed, and the mustard flower that was holding me tightly had to let go.

He looked at me unwillingly, and leaned towards me recklessly when he was in danger.

Wave after wave of space storms hit.

After dodging twice, I closed my eyes in despair as I watched the oncoming third space storm.

Thought he was bound to die.

But a scorching breath enveloped my body, I opened my eyes, and saw the spirit of Yunxia, ​​which was also snatched into the crack of space by the mustard flower, blocking in front of me.The wide streamer was instantly torn into pieces by the space storm, and then this little spirit also melted in front of me.

I just saw the last smile on its face.

I don't understand why it would give up its own life to save me.

Is it because I played with it for a little while every sunset?

Countless space storms swept over.

The time and space of the past and the future are twisted and flashed before the eyes.

I saw the big tree walking over with difficulty.

The black shadow following behind seemed to be more defensive against the space storm. He saw me, slowly avoided those space traps, and leaned over.

The big tree beside me took me from the black shadow with trembling hands.

Because of the chaos in this space, the aura in my body was terribly chaotic, and that force kept destroying my tree body, the veins were broken inch by inch, and I could hear the "bibo" sound of the bark cracking.

Even at such a dangerous time, Dashu noticed my abnormality.

He allocated part of the spiritual power to suppress and channel the spiritual power that was scurrying in my body.

Behind us, the space crack was gradually collapsing, crushing it bit by bit. I saw the old man in green who had no time to escape let out a scream, and was pulled into the thick darkness.

Hearing the scream, Dashu's movements also accelerated a lot.

At this time, he had no intention of seeing the mustard flower not far in front of him, but when he passed by him, he gave him a cold look.

Mustard Flower was bleeding all over, struggling hard on the brink of a space storm, and was about to be pulled into it and rolled into pieces.

But his will to survive was exceptionally strong.

Perhaps it was because that harsh space had already given too many tests, so that the danger in front of him was nothing more than that.

He broke off one of his hands, used this power to escape from the control of the space storm, and escaped in a panic.

later--

I don't know what happened afterwards.

When I became conscious again, I was already in a dense forest.

The big tree was sitting next to me, and the black shadow was standing not far away.

The warm sunshine fell down and made the sun warm, and there were small rustling sounds everywhere, insects crawling on the ground, birds flying in the forest, and the slight sounds of animals near and far crawling or walking, all of which could be heard. Clear and audible.

This feeling is really good.

I am very moved.

The big tree probably just found an open space and I moved it here.

Stretching out the leaves, sensing the sunlight, every breath is full of vigor and vitality.

At this time, I heard a soft, suppressed cough.

Looking over, it turned out to be a big tree.

He is actually coughing?

Trees can get sick, of course, and we can die from common diseases or fungal attacks.

However, the big tree has already repaired and transformed into form. Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to get sick again, unless it is an internal injury that is too serious to be healed by its own spiritual energy.

I looked at him with a pale face, covering his mouth, and coughing dryly.

He moved his hand slightly, and the black shadow who was standing aside came over.

Dashu put his hands on him, and a gust of black air poured into Dashu's body. Dashu's dry cough gradually stopped, and his face became a little bit better, but there was a faint light between his brows. black air.

Dashu frowned, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it lightly, then put it down a little tiredly.

My leaves swayed slightly in the wind, cutting the sunlight into fine specks.

The white liquid formed from the big tree's palm and the astrolabe flowed slowly, glowing faintly under the sunlight.

Spiritual Qi gathered from all directions.

Congealed in the form of latex above the palm of the big tree.

The big tree poured the liquid on my leaves, and in an instant, it sank into my body.

Surging spiritual energy surged.

Made me dizzy mentally.

In this drowsiness, I felt as if I was floating.

Floating and floating, the wind and grass in the whole forest entered my eyes, ears, and heart, as if I was integrated with everything around me.

This feeling is really amazing.

Although I have had this hallucination-like situation occasionally before, it has never been so clear and profound.

This feeling is so real.

So much so that I was addicted to it until a force pulled me back.

I heard that shout, opened my eyes, and saw Da Shu looked down at me, his hair hanging down.

Dashu looked at me tenderly.

I was a little dazed, I reached out and grabbed his hair.

Looking at the white and tender arm like a radish, he was stunned.

This--

Not likely.

I looked at my body in disbelief, and I turned into a shape!