i am a tree

Dashu asked me if I wanted to take a walk around or find a quiet place to live.

I thought about it and told him to take a rest first.

After living in that harsh space for a long time, and then going through a fierce battle, there was a black shadow that popped up from time to time beside the big tree, and it seemed to be full of evil spirits.

So, we came to Yunfeng Town.

Dashu ignored my objection and hugged me to his chest.

I was very helpless, looking at my chubby arms and legs, I looked like I was only three or four years old.

With short arms and short legs, and almost no magic power, it was natural that he couldn't keep up with the speed of the big tree.

I was hugged by the big tree, his long hair was hanging down, I held it in my hand, it was cool, I secretly decided, or wait until the place, let the big tree get me a flying magic weapon, like a low-level magic weapon Even a monk who has just embarked on the road of comprehension can use the device, and I should have no problem thinking about it.

With this in mind, I relaxed my body and stopped making trouble.

This small town is a rare place where mortals and monks live together.

Dashu told me that this small town is called "Yunfeng Town" and it is the site of the "Three Sages" sect of cultivation. I nodded in a daze.

Only then did I remember that I had been cultivating in the deep mountains and old forests, and after that, I fell asleep for so long and knew very little about everything in this world, so there was an urgent desire to understand it in my heart.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you live like a fish in water.

Dashu pushed open a door familiarly and walked in.

I saw that I had reached the place, so I twisted my body and signaled him to put me down.

I don't know if he is addicted to hugging or what, but Dashu still refuses to let go.

I'm not happy anymore, but I don't want to be angry with the tree. To be precise, I dare not be angry with him, because the black shadow came out, and when his gray, lifeless eyes looked at me, I would Immediately, his whole body was paralyzed and he did not dare to move.

Dashu stroked my back lightly with his hands, as if he sensed my fear and was comforting me.

His hands are long and strong.

The big tree carried me all the way to the backyard.

The backyard was full of plants, and there was no place to stand, and the big trees didn't care. Wherever he walked, those plants seemed to have spirituality, and they automatically gave way to a path.

Dashu asked me in a low voice, "What do you think is good?"

The tall oak tree next to it is covered with thick vines, and there are tall and short plants scattered around it.

I looked at it, pointed to the small fish pond, and said reluctantly, "That's right there."

When that childish voice came out, I couldn't stand it and shut my mouth tightly.

For a person who has been an adult for an unknown amount of time, he still speaks childish and tender voices, if it comes from other children, I am afraid that adults will love him from the bottom of his heart, but if it comes from his own mouth, it will give goosebumps once. It's over.

Dashu was stunned and hugged me.

Sitting on the ground next to the small fish pond, I could see that he was not in a good mood, and seemed a little lost.

He combed my hair with his hands over and over again.

"I've been alone in this place for a long time." He said slowly.

The voice was calm, without ups and downs, as if talking about something that was not very small, but I still felt the loneliness and the hopelessness of waiting for a long time without hope.

So, I reached out and hugged his neck gently.

The big tree planted my original form and his here.

Before the cultivation base of every spiritual cultivator has reached the Nascent Soul stage, the original form still needs to be taken care of carefully, not only to let them follow the natural way and survive like an ordinary tree, but also to be careful of being caught by malicious people. If people are destroyed, then one's cultivation will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

The original intention of the big tree is to live in the open air like this.

Under my strong objection, he had no choice but to move into the house with me.

This room seems to have never been used by anyone, and it is covered with thick dust. Although the furnishings in the room are simple, they are not lacking in everything. The beds, tables and chairs are all complete, and even some blue and white porcelain are placed on the shelves in the room. Bottles for decoration.

One of the benefits of being a monk is that it can greatly alleviate the troubles caused by some daily chores.

Just like cleaning, the big tree brought in two wooden puppets.

I saw them ping-pong-pong, and within a short while, the whole room was cleaned up.

Tables and chairs feel, not leaving a trace of dust.

The sunflowers in front of the window shake their heads towards the sun every sunrise and sunset.

There is less heat and cold in the days, and the life and death line is less, so I gradually slack off.

I originally thought that if I could live in this place safely, then of course I would be able to have some fun, such as going out for a stroll, visiting and making friends with neighbors, and so on.

Although the worldly human relationship is unavoidable at times, it is also comfortable and warm.

But the big tree always stops me and won't let me go out.

After a long time, even if my stubborn temper came up, I would start to frown coldly.

Looking at the silent and gentle face of Dashu, sometimes I feel a little uneasy and guilty. He has paid so much for me, but I don’t know how to be grateful. I really have no conscience. The living are locked in the house, and I am not a prisoner.

These thoughts swirled and turned in my mind, and turned into a knot in my heart.

I now experience the tug-of-war between rebellious teenagers and their parents.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking it's time to talk to Dashu, at least tell him that he was reborn with memories.

I haven't told Dashu everything about my previous life, so he always treats me as a newborn child who doesn't understand anything. Come here, often I just lie in the grass and sleep.

Seeing him push away the grass, when he saw me, his face became gentle.

He would walk over gently, sit on the grass, and play with my hair with his hands once and for all. Under that gentle caress, I gradually became a little drowsy.

At this time, the orange tree next to me quietly moved away to help me block the glare of the sun.

This is the response of the surrounding flowers, plants, trees, insects, fish, birds and animals to him after the big tree has been cultivated to a high level.

The orange tree is full of fruits, each one is golden and full, looks like a lantern, and the air is filled with the aroma of fruits.

When I was drowsy and about to fall into a dream, I remembered that even if I became a man of five and three, Dashu would still be like this.

The root of everything is that my cultivation base is too low, almost the same as the Narcissus flower spirit. I don't need to meet other monks with malicious intentions, even a storm can make me disappear.

But the growth of Lingxiu's cultivation base is extremely slow. Even if there are no accidents, it will take me hundreds or thousands of years to achieve Dashu's current cultivation base.

Does it make me stay at home honestly for hundreds of thousands of years to get moldy?

This—no matter how you think about it, it's not realistic. Just imagining that long time in my mind makes me shudder.

Although it is said that there is no sun and moon in cultivation, theoretically speaking, I am a tree, and it is only natural to stay in one place.

But that kind of boring still makes me unbearable.

Since Dashu is unwilling to let me go out, then I will find a way by myself.

But when I ran into the enchantment set by the big tree again and again, I knew that without his permission, with my current cultivation base, if I wanted to go out, not to mention the door, I didn't even have a window.

Maybe Dashu saw my bruised nose and swollen face, and felt that he had gone too far. On this day, he pulled me and said he would take me out for a walk.

The scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, and I immediately forgot about his past excesses, happily grabbed his hand and rushed out the door.

People come and go on the street, and people who pass by will look at me and the tree.

I looked down at myself, and then at the big tree around me.

When going out, the shadow will disappear.

Everything is normal, nothing strange, why do people passing by look here?

I am wearing a green shirt.

When I was in shape, Dashu originally wanted me to wear a red apron. I looked at the apron and shivered. According to Dashu, when he was traveling outside, he saw those children. He was wearing something like this, so he followed suit and got a few back.

I told him, "Let me wear this", I picked up the belt of the apron in disgust, and threw it aside, "I'd rather run naked".

Dashu didn't understand what the word "running naked" meant, but he knew from my expression that it was impossible for me to wear this.

He looked at those bellybands with some regret, as if he was still a little bit reluctant, and then changed into a shirt that was similar to his clothes, but a few sizes smaller, and patiently helped me put it on.

I looked at the hair hanging down from the big tree, covering the half-withered left face, but it was still faintly visible when I walked around.

The street is full of people with flat heads and straight faces, and suddenly broke into a discordant note, no wonder it will attract the attention of others.

Are all those people blind?I muttered in my heart.

Dashu’s good half face, on this street no matter male or female, old or young, no one can compare with it, and Dashu’s gentle and peaceful aura, as long as he is by his side, even breathing Can't help but take it easy.

I grasped Dashu's hand tightly.

Dashu lowered his head and glanced at me, "Are you tired?" He asked softly.

He knelt down and planned to hug me, but I turned black and refused. Sometimes, it would be nice if he wasn't so gentle.

At this time, we came to an old shop.

An old shopkeeper with wrinkled face was crackling his abacus and was busy cleaning up the books.

Dashu walked over, "Master Wu."

The old shopkeeper raised his head and opened his mouth, as if seeing some incredible person, "This, this is Mu, Senior Mu?"

"Exactly." Dashu nodded.

The old shopkeeper quickly ran out from behind the counter and looked at Dashu excitedly, "I'm afraid I haven't seen this for decades. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." He rubbed his hands and said.

The big tree is just a smile.

"I'm here this time, and I want to do some business with you." Dashu said.

The old shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, "Didn't Senior Mu already enter the Three Sages Gate? Don't you know what happened to the Three Sages Gate recently?"

Dashu was taken aback.

He mentioned some things about Sanshengmen to me, and naturally he also mentioned the "Ganoderma lucidum jade liquid", but now that I have already transformed, it is naturally unnecessary, so he decided not to go back to Sanshengmen, and Free yourself from those constraints.

Or do a casual practice.

Come to think of it, Sanshengmen wouldn't care about a new disciple who had been missing for so long.

At this moment, when I suddenly heard the news about Sanshengmen, it seemed that it was some bad news, so I was naturally a little surprised.