i am a tree

Plants are never passive in the face of threats from nature.

In every corner of the world, they experience cruel survival competition far more bloody than animals, and each plant has its own unique means of survival.

For example, in order to protect its leaves from being eaten by insects, oak trees produce toxins in their leaves, which deters a considerable number of pests.

Of course, the same is true for the big tree, it will never sit still and wait for death, but will use all means to make itself survive.

That spot of light penetrated into the trunk of the nanmu tree, and soon the nanmu tree reacted.

On a windless night, it shook violently, its branches and leaves rustled, and some light spots slowly emerged from its tree body, and as soon as those light spots came out, they dissipated in the air.

After a while, the branches and leaves of Nanmu finally gradually recovered their tranquility.

The night was like water, and under the moonlight, some light spots condensed in the hands of the big tree. It flicked those light spots with its fingers again, and the light spots sank into the body of the nanmu tree.

This time Phoebe reacted faster, almost blocking the light spots from the outside when they first touched its trunk.

It wasn't until the moon in the sky gradually sank, and the sky gradually turned white, that this contest between you and me came to an end.

The big tree looked at the sky, moved erratically on the grass, and began to collect dew.

The dew was held by its translucent hands, drop by drop fell on my branches and leaves, flowed into the small pothole along the stem, and was absorbed by my roots.

I don't know why Dashu repeats these boring actions so patiently every day.

In my opinion, dew is similar to other water. My roots have absorbed so much dew, and there is no obvious change, and they are still growing step by step.

Conversely, the time ratio of plants is too different from that of human beings, so maybe the usefulness of these dews will take a year, two years, ten years, or a hundred years to appear, as long as you have enough time to wait.

When the sun rises slowly, the warm sunlight in the morning evaporates all the dew condensed at night, and the big tree walks back to the tree.

A gray bird was jumping up and down on the branches, and it made a terrible chirping sound. I saw a similar gray bird fly out of the nearby woods and land on the big tree.

The gray bird looked at its own kind, and stopped its noisy singing. The two birds were like heads of state holding a summit meeting in human society, tentatively touching each other. Finally, the smaller one flew near the gray bird's nest. Probe there.

When I thought that a love affair with birds was about to be staged, the gray bird stretched out its tender red beak and pecked the little gray bird next to it, which made it flutter its wings in fright, and immediately flew to the nearby branch. There, looking sideways at the gray bird jumping up and down, after a long time, the gray bird still didn't express anything, "King Xiang is interested, but the goddess is not." The little gray bird had to spread its wings and fly away.

The gray bird skimmed down the tree and landed on my branch, shaking my whole trunk with the momentum.

It hooks my branches firmly with its claws, which is very comfortable.

At this time, Nanmu emitted a burst of light, and a man came out of the burst of light. He helped his hair crown, obviously the clothes were clean, and there was no dust at all, so he still pretended to flick his clothes, and then Only then came to the big tree.

"I'm talking about you. I've only been injured for two days. Why are you so irritable? How can there be a tree like you? I've never seen a tree with such a bad temper. It almost didn't bother me to death last night. I can't move, I really can't do anything with you, it's really not good for me to block here, but there is only an open space nearby, barely enough to fill me in, you don't want me to pull up the tree next to you, right? I never do such things as killing each other." The man transformed from Nanmu shook his head and said.

He turned his head, looked at me, leaned over with a face full of interest, touched my leaves, and I trembled under his hands.

He immediately opened his eyes, "Oh, it's terrible, this tree is less than a year old." He looked up at the big tree, "Seeing that you have been taking care of it carefully for so many days, I thought it was a tree. Your descendants, I never thought that the two of you are not of the same species at all, alas, I really don’t understand, but this little tree has a bright future, but I don’t know if it can survive these hundreds of years.”

The big tree came out of the tree and walked up to me, stroking my leaves with its hands.

The man looked at the big tree. The big tree lowered its head slightly, its long hair was hanging down, and its translucent body was fully illuminated by the sun.

"Hey, I said, how about I think of a way to get you out of here? Even if you practice here for hundreds of years, there will be no progress. The aura is thin, and it is already a miracle that you can all be born. Only by going outside can you Continue to practice, if you continue to stay here, after 200 years, if you still have no progress in cultivation, not to mention those natural disasters, even a small catastrophe, you will not be able to stop it." The man said ramblingly.

Dashu didn't even look at him, as if he didn't hear or understand his words at all.

"Hey, I know you understand what I'm saying. Think about it clearly. If you miss this village, you won't be able to go to a store. Follow me. At least you can keep you safe outside, and I can introduce you to a teacher. Thank you for your kindness." The man next to him continued to persuade.

Facing the wind, my leaves moved, gently brushing the fingertips of the big tree.

Its face is blurred, but I know that it is looking at me with gentle and focused eyes.

The man looked at this scene with an expression of enlightenment, "So you are reluctant to part with this little tree, hey, this tree is too small, although there is a faint aura on the tree, but, you know, people like us, hundreds of thousands There may not be one tree in ten thousand that will give birth to spiritual wisdom. If you are here, there will be no other spiritual beings. This small tree is not easy to move long distances."

He looked at the big tree with some embarrassment.

Finally, the big tree raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sun shines brightly, leaving mottled marks on the ground.

Under the sunlight, the colors of everything around are more dazzling, the green is greener, and the white is whiter. Everything is so bright and vivid, as if the surrounding trees, flowers and plants are all rejoicing.

Under the pale golden light, just like moonlight, a little bit of light penetrated the tree's transparent body, and then gathered at its fingertips little by little.

It carefully put that golden light on my leaves.

The light slowly dissipated, and the light golden spots danced and melted into my tree body.

Dashu finally raised his head and looked at the man transformed from nanmu. The man looked at it in surprise, with an incredulous expression on his face.

I saw the big tree's mouth move slightly, but it didn't make any sound.

But the man understood Dashu's meaning and remained silent.

"Okay, okay, hey, everyone has their own aspirations, you can't force it, you can't force it, I will stop here for a few days, and teach you what I can teach you, it will always be useful." The man said directly, It seemed that he hadn't thought about whether Dashu would agree or not.

The big tree started to collect light spots again.

This is the first time it has collected these things in sunlight.

In this woodland swamp, some trees grow mixedly among the shrubs.

Shrubs are generally no more than six meters high, most of which are less than three meters high. There are many branches on the woody stems close to the ground, while trees have only one obvious trunk and a canopy composed of many branches. Their heights vary. There are not only coniferous trees as short as one meter, but also towering trees as high as 90 meters.

From my judgment, the big tree and I both belong to the arbor, the big tree should be a kind of medium arbor, and as for me, I have just grown a little shape, so I am not sure what it will grow into.

I don't want to be a shrub. Shrubs are basically not tall, and there will be many branches close to the ground. Although compared with trees, each has its own advantages, but it seems a bit petty.

As a tree, I still want to grow as tall and lush as possible.

At least, you don't have to be robbed of the site by the trees next to you, take up the sunlight, and then dry up and die by yourself.

For example, the 40-meter-tall Phoebe next to it looks down arrogantly at the surrounding forests.

Nanmu claimed to be surnamed Nan, Mingmu. He explained that his surname was not Nanmu's Nan, but Nannan's Nan. Of course, this kind of name that sounds the same as his own species is really uncreative. There are so many people in the world. Phoebe tree, there is no guarantee that other nanmu will also transform into human beings, I am afraid that seeing this kind of tree whose name is similar to that of the tree will not be particularly happy.

Nanmu has no other advantages, that is, he has a lot of mouth, he is also broken, he is unconstrained, and the topic often jumps up and down, which makes people confused, but he is still there. The fugue way to deal with him.

However, it was interesting to hear him talk about the outside world.

Dashu sat on my left, and Nanmu sat on my right, talking about some anecdotes with their teeth and claws waving.

"Hey, I thought it was rare for us to practice spiritually, so I specially helped you. Ah, I said that people like us are spiritually cultivated." He pointed at the rabbit who was gnawing some tender grass by his feet. "If this rabbit has wisdom and starts to practice, then it is a demon cultivator. There is another kind, which you probably haven't seen before. It walks on two legs, is skinless and hairless, and has a cunning and cruel nature. It is called a human cultivator. "Speaking of this, Nanmu sighed, "Hey, that's it, although I don't think highly of Renxiu's actions, but they have a large number of people, and they are much stronger than our spiritual cultivation. "

He looked at the body of the big tree that had been split in half, and shook his head, "Fortunately, you are a tree. If it were a spiritual herb, I wouldn't dare protect you. It's a treasure of heaven and earth, and it's a crime to be pregnant. If you meet a ruthless Yes, there is no salvation. Among the three races, most of us spiritual practitioners are peaceful by nature. Occasionally, disputes can be resolved into minor matters. So in the future, when you meet spiritual practitioners, you can still date for a while. If you encounter demons If someone is cultivating, just avoid it quickly, with your cultivation level, it is not enough for them to set off a thunderbolt."

As soon as he turned his palm, a stone popped out of his finger, and he flicked the stone onto the hare's head. The hare was frightened, and immediately jumped back into the cave.

"Even this rabbit has to eat grass." Nanmu sighed while bullying the rabbit.

I looked at the scene in front of me and couldn't help shaking the leaves.

The big tree was lying sideways on the grass, and his hair was flowing on the ground like water. He stretched out his hand, and the spot of light that fell on the ground penetrated his palm, and a little bit of light gathered in his palm, and he just remained motionless. Repeat these actions.

Nanmu looked at him, looked at him, nodded his head, and seemed to be dozing off.

A gust of wind blows and the leaves rustle.

Nanmu woke up, and he beat the grass angrily, "Hey, let me tell you, did you listen to what I said? Did I tell you, your progress in this kind of cultivation method is too slow, it takes ten or a hundred years. You may not be able to advance successfully, if you continue like this, when the life limit of the main body is up, or encounter some natural or man-made disasters, you will not even be able to save your own life, let alone become powerful and have unlimited lifespan."

The tree's hair moved, and some brushed against my trunk.

I don't know how many years this Nanmu has been transformed into. Whether it's temperament or others, it doesn't quite resemble the nature of a tree.

Whether it is a mayfly that lives and dies at night, or an ancient tree that has gone through thousands of years, they have all experienced the same life, and the original meaning of life will not be lost due to the length of time. Birth, childhood, adulthood, old age and death, and then a new reincarnation.

The time ratio is different between species, however, shorten or lengthen the time ratio, and you will find that the process of all life is actually the same.

The big tree has intelligence, however, he is like the weeds that can be seen everywhere, and has no intention of forcibly changing the trajectory of his life. Naturally, as the seasons change, flowers bloom and fall, grass grows and grass withers, and everything changes. so it is.

Nanmu couldn't see through this point, he didn't understand why the big tree with wisdom didn't have any other ideas and pursuits, maybe it was because the big tree had been living in this forest swamp.

When Phoebe stayed here, the yellow-skinned tiger also ran here, but seeing the tall Phoebe that suddenly appeared, it sniffed and sniffed nervously, then suddenly turned around and ran into the woods He went there, but he never appeared again. Even the roar of the tiger that could be heard in the distance from time to time disappeared for a long time, and it was not until a long time later that it resounded through the forest again.

On this day, Nanmu followed behind the big tree, and continued to persuade him unwillingly. He didn't know why he was so obsessed with the big tree, it was so terrifying, but the big tree was still unmoved. The round moon in the sky illuminates the ground like daytime.

The moonlight seems particularly good tonight.

It's a fine day to collect moonlight.

He stood on the grass, looking at his faint shadow on the ground, Nanmu turned into a human form and followed him, chattering, "Hey, let me say, even if you don't want to go with me, you should pay attention to efficiency." , didn’t I give you a few spirit stones? The spirit energy of one spirit stone can be collected by you for a year or two. Why don’t you use it? Come to think of it, although the spiritual energy here is very thin, it is still a good place, at least there is no one staring at you, so you don't have to worry about it all day long."

His tone was a little downcast, and even the nanmu plant next to him seemed a little sluggish, but soon, he regained his energy.

At this time, a gloomy voice sounded erratically not far away, "That's why you died so quickly."

As soon as Nanmu heard this voice, he immediately raised his head angrily like a small dog with blown fur, and looked up to the sky, "A cat or a dog like you, of course, can't understand our spiritual practice's indifference to the world, come out quickly, If I don't beat you to death, I won't be called Nanmu."

The voice laughed, "Your name is not Nanmu, so maybe you are still a hypericum?"

A figure slowly appeared not far away, but it was a man in black, who was looking at Nanmu who was jumping with interest. This man was much taller than Nanmu, and his body was full of a strong smell of blood.

Nanmu still seemed to talk so much, but I could feel the murderous aura in the air suddenly so thick that the air became viscous.