When Zhong Huan came to his senses, he found that he had turned into a tree. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he has no eyes, Zhong Huan can still feel his appearance. He was now a small tree with tender green branches and verdant leaves.

The tree is about a foot tall and has a crown diameter of about a foot.

After seeing his situation clearly, Zhong Huan expressed concern about his current situation: "It's really amazing, if I continue like this, sooner or later, I will become eight feet tall, and my waist circumference will also be eight feet." Ahh ”

"The question is how did I end up like a tree—it's not in order! Can anyone give me a reasonable explanation? Zhong Huan let out a silent roar in his heart: "I'm just drinking a little wine at home, how can I become a tree when I drink it?" ”

When he watched Kafka's Metamorphosis, he still thought that the transformation of man into a beetle was an absurd story.

Who wouldn't be surprised that someone had become a beetle? After it was his turn to be alienated, he looked very indifferent: it turned out that it was just like that, it was no big deal, and no one around saw it anyway.

The only thing that made him a little regretful was that he was also reincarnated as an alien and became a tree himself. It's worse than the encounter of turning a fierce bird into an octopus.

Become a fierce bird, an octopus can still soar in the sky and the sea, and if you have nothing to do, you can make a cameo appearance as a tentacle ghost animal.

If you become a tree, you will basically stay here for the rest of your life.

Thinking of this, Zhong Huan began to look at his surroundings. Unlike in the human era, Zhong Huan today has a near-full angle of vision. From the sky to the ground beneath your feet, you can see every inch of the land clearly.

Within sixty feet of Zhong Huan was a sparse meadow; Sixty feet away, there is a lush primeval forest.

"It doesn't feel good," Zhong Huan said to himself, "This kind of environment doesn't look like a natural formation. "From the topography, Zhong Huan is in the center of a circular clearing.

To be precise, it is more accurate to define it as a round pit, and the location of Zhong Huan is the bottom of the pit.

"What happened here before my consciousness came?" Zhong Huan fell into deep thought.

Figuring out what happened is necessary to solve Zhong Huan's current predicament. At least allow him to answer two worldwide philosophical questions: Where do I come from? Why am I here?

Generally, craters like this are meteorites or explosion craters.

Maybe the explosion happened very long ago, and Zhong Huan didn't find any traces left after the explosion, which is definitely not good news, because Zhong Huan also carefully observed his branches and leaves.

He made a detailed comparison of his appearance with the nearby trees, and finally Zhong Huan regretted to find that there was no nearby tree that looked similar to him.

In other words, Zhong Huan is now a single "tree" branch, and he may have flown from the sky.

A single branch flew out of the sky, and it just landed in the middle of the round pit. In particular, there is still a soul of an earthling hidden in the tree, how can you think about it?

More troublesome things are yet to come.

When night fell, Zhong Huan couldn't help but scold because every leaf of his body was glowing.

Does this still allow trees (people) to live? The whole forest is gloomy and dark, except for Zhong Huan, who seems to have a small tree full of fireflies on the leaves, which clearly tells others: "I have a problem, don't believe me!" ”

No, I'm going to change places. Zhong Huan was in a hurry: I have to find a place to hide! He lifted his feet and was about to go out. As soon as he moved his thoughts, a sharp pain came from Zhong Huan's feet.

"I almost forgot, I can't get out." Zhong Huan's mood suddenly dropped a little more: the most painful thing in the world is to stay where you are and wait for death knowing that there is danger.

Suddenly, Zhong Huan's heart moved: What am I stepping on?

Just as he tried to lift his feet to move, the roots of his feet seemed to touch something strange.

Compared to the trunk branches that can't be waved, Zhong Huan's ability to control the roots is better.

Under the control of his mind, Zhong Huan firmly wrapped the thing with his roots. Judging from the feeling coming from the roots, what Zhong Huan "stepped on" under his feet looked like a football.

In the dark soil, he couldn't see the football as it was. Feeling-speaking, Zhong Huan faintly felt that there was something inside football calling for him.

He went through several holes in the "football" and probed the inside of the football.

As the roots spread inward, Zhong Huan heard the voice more and more intense, and the voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Chased from the human realm to the realm of the other gods. Sword idiot, you have been chasing me for thirty years, and you should understand it today. ”

Zhong Huan's front picture changed instantly, and he seemed to be above the Nine Heavens.

Under his feet was a sea of clouds in the shape of layers of fish scales, and in front of him there were two men standing in the air against the wind.

On the canopy behind the two of them, a bright moon like a silver plate was rising.

The man on the left with the long sword in his hand slowly spoke: "If I am not forced to do so, I don't want to use the sword against the descendants of Shennong." As long as you hand over the pieces of building wood, I can let you live. ”

"The Jianmu fragment is the last hope of the Terrans," the man known as the descendant of Shennong snapped, "Do you know that once the last Jianmu fragment also falls into the hands of the Alien Temple, the Terrans will usher in a real catastrophe." ”

"The rise and fall of the human race is not in my heart, and the only thing that can make me care about is the Sword Cultivation Dao." The sword idiot replied coldly: "Since you call me a sword idiot, you should know that my purpose for coming here will never change easily." ”

The descendant of Shennong shook his head and sighed: "For your own selfish desires, you do not hesitate to be a dog for the Temple of the Alien God, and even put the future of the entire human race on the line." Listen to me, it's okay if you don't practice this kind of kendo. Even if you can get the Jianmu fragment from me, even if you can touch the final avenue of sword cultivation. The curse of the grievances of hundreds of millions of people will also make your cultivation stagnate. ”

"This curse doesn't work for me," the sword idiot's face didn't fluctuate, "Do you take the initiative to hand over the Jianmu fragments, or do I kill you and then look for it myself." ”

The picture disappeared here, and the last thing Zhong Huan saw was a mysterious and incomprehensible symbol.

He was not a linguist, and he could not decipher the mysterious symbols, so he could only treat them as a book of the day.

At this moment, a warm current was drawn from the "football" that he had wrapped around his roots. Zhong Huan felt that his whole body was warm, and even his spirit was a little stronger. When he looked at the text again, it had become a familiar font for him.

"Qingdi Wood Emperor Jue?" Zhong Huan was surprised: "What is this?" ”

Although he didn't see the final duel between Sword Idiot and Shennong just now, Zhong Huan vaguely guessed his origin: Sword Idiot didn't get the Jianmu fragment, it sprouted. I live in this tree, which is the seedling of the building tree.

"Oh my God," Zhong Huan couldn't help but exclaim, "I never thought that I would become a Jianmu one day." ”

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" said: there is wood, green leaves and purple stems, Xuanhua Huangshi, the name is Jianmu, there are no branches, there are nine chicks on it, there are nine wolfs under it, in fact, it is like hemp, and its leaves are like mangs.

This passage is easy to understand, the building wood is a tree with green leaves, a purple trunk, black flowers and yellow fruits. The trunk is bare, with nine branches branching in the canopy of the tree and nine roots under the base. Nine hearts on the top, nine arrows on the bottom, authentic nine hearts and nine arrows.

Note: The above vernacular texts are all nonsense spoken casually by Zhong Huan Wangwen Shengyi.

In many folklore, Jianmu is also the only way for people to ascend to the fairy world.

Solving the most important question of origin and origin, Zhong Huan fell into a new contemplation: "The next thing is a brain teaser, what is the thing I am stepping on?" Is it a football, or someone's skull? ”

You don't have to think about it, there is only one answer, and it is a skull. It's just that Zhong Huan still can't figure out who the owner of the skull is, sword idiot or Shennong?

Just as Zhong Huan was pondering, a sudden change occurred, and the skull under his feet was rapidly softening and disappearing.

When Zhong Huan absorbed the information stored in the skull, he devoured the power that was left to protect the information. As if the skull had fulfilled its historical mission, it disappeared.

With the disappearance of the skull, the golden words that appeared in front of Zhong Huan's eyes also turned into golden brilliance and scattered one by one.

At the same time, Zhong Huan's body seemed to have a mysterious core: a sphere composed of the brilliance scattered by the Green Emperor Wood Emperor's Jue.

With the appearance of the ball of light, the exterior of the small tree changes drastically again. If Zhong Huan was a small five-watt bulb before, now it has become forty watts, and he is now in a state of shining all over his body.

Originally, only the leaves glowed blue, but now even the trunk of the tree began to glow, and a faint purple glow was shining through the trunk.

Not only that, but against the purple glow, you can also see a little shimmer of light swirling and flying among the green leaves.

"Haha, it's still purple light." Zhong Huan said to himself: "In the future, if people ask about their background, can they say that Lao Tzu is from the Purple Light Pavilion?" ”

The light emitted by Jianmu is no longer comparable to fireflies, and now Zhong Huan is a small street lamp.

In the forest, where you can't see your fingers, he has the most pomp and movement.

There was already a sound of rustling in the surrounding forest, and it seemed that something was approaching this way. After a while, a wild boar with half-foot-long fangs arched out of the grass.

When it saw the glittering building trees, there was obvious hesitation in its eyes, and it stood on the edge of the grass and cowered.

Then another python with a thick bowl mouth swam out of the dense forest. The python's eyesight is not very good, and it crawls straight in the direction of Jianmu. It wasn't until it was four or five feet away from Jianmu that the python finally stopped, stuck out its tongue and straightened its upper body to bow to Jianmu.

After worshipping Jianmu, the python turned the snake's head and rushed out, its body coiled into a plate, and lay there motionless.

Seeing that the snake stopped moving, the wild boar slipped in. It chose the other side, about six or seven feet away from Jianmu. It was lying in the grass facing in the direction of the tree.

After a while, the small open space was crowded with all kinds of animals, many of which were natural enemies who opposed each other. It's just that when they get here, the animals are all amiable and find a place to lie down.

Zhong Huan saw a wild boar lying next to the tiger, and the two were actually safe.

"It seems that I was overthinking, and my consciousness actually woke up today, and Jianmu grew and sprouted here a long time ago. Since it can grow to such a big size, it proves that it does have a unique survival secret, and there is no need to worry about safety at all. ”

After figuring out the trick in front of him, Zhong Huan's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

From this day on, Zhong Huan has officially taken root in the other world.