Chapter 8: How the Oasis Was Made

Li Yuanjun and his entourage repaired here in Fang Bai for a few days. They sorted out their swords and armor, and looked like they were ready for battle. They also did a good thing. Perhaps for the convenience of getting water, they dug a well next to Fang Bai. Seven or eight meters deep, with a pool of clear water below, this well is more expensive than gold in the middle of this desert.

A few days later, the repaired caravan set off again, facing the unknown journey.

Fang Bai sighed secretly in his heart, he was very unoptimistic about the situation of this group. I secretly said in my heart: "I must prepare in advance." "What can Fang Bai do to prepare, only to grow hard and grow again. Although Fang Bai didn't know if it was his own body--- this tree had magical powers, or if there was a different change in the depths of his soul after he was reborn. But Fang Bai deeply understood this, as a tree, if he wanted to protect himself, the best way was not to use the ability of the tree. Rather, it is to use his inexplicable telekinesis, because a tree is absolutely weak compared to humans. Only this ability that does not know where it comes from can allow him to protect himself in front of humans.

"I don't know what my future will become? Will it become like an old demon in Montenegro? But come to think of it, the old demon of Montenegro is also a successful person in the tree. "I thought that I would become an old demon in Montenegro in the future. Fang Bai felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

Since there was this well, there were more animals and plants in Fangbai's area.

Some of the quick-growing and dying thorns grow wildly in the spring and die madly in the summer, leaving only patches of dead branches and leaves deep in the sandy soil. Finally, it's not just Fang Bai's green here.

In addition to plants, many animals also come here to drink. The workmanship of Yuankong and his entourage is very fine, and a well wall is made of stones. It's just that these stones are not bricks after all, and they are not so tightly fitted. Some small animals, such as rats and lizards, will drink from the walls of the well. Fang Bai's piece became even more lively.

It's about to turn into an oasis.

People have no foresight, but they must have near-term worries. For plants, Fang Bai's current life can be said to be very comfortable. But it's not enough for people.

How much water is enough in the middle of the desert? The answer is that water is not enough.

The groundwater here is water that has been accumulated in the ancient river channel for an unknown number of years. It can be said that with a little less, Fang Bai has to think about his future. So he was looking for more water. And Fang Bai also felt that as he grew, his control over the trees themselves became stronger and stronger, especially over the root system. Roots spread downward. Form an invisible network that nets everything into it.

Growing in the desert, boring and lonely, growing day after day, lonely day after day. In the slow and lonely growth, Fang Bai became more and more luxuriant. I don't know if it's the reason why a well is drilled, this little bit of dampness, spring to autumn, some plants that grow on the desert also slowly appear here, such as camel thorns, such as cacti, green is not only exclusive to Fang Bai.

Everything shifted in a good direction.

In the beautiful and lonely scene here, Fang Bai became more and more focused on his heart.

For example, what kind of tree is you?

Fang Bai felt that his various abilities were not just obtained by himself, and had nothing to do with his soul, but with this kind of thing.

Fang Bai found more and more that in the darkness deep in his heart, there was a slight change.

The tone of the whole background is no longer pitch black, but slowly revealing a piece of luster. It seemed that the sunlight from outside had shot into Fang Bai's heart.

As the hue brightens up little by little, there are other changes in it, like clouds that come and go, and more like chaos up and down. Fang Bai suddenly remembered that he had dreamed of the sea of knowledge between the two. was suddenly stunned in his heart, and said secretly: "This is not my sea of knowledge." ”

In an instant, Fang Bai became excited.

Oh, yes. Knowing the sea, along with the lofty word "knowing the sea", is a lot of cultivation, the vocabulary of cultivation. Is it that I am also implicated in these words?

Isn't Mo himself a dryad?

Thinking of this, Fang Bai's heart fluttered. He wanted to give it a try.

What is associated with the monster?,It's Yuehua.。 I don't know how many people are in the pen. This monster is inseparable from Yuehua. Fang Bai also thought so.

On the night of the full moon, he greeted the sky and looked at the moon. The imagination of hard work dragged down the moonlight one by one. But most of the night passed, and nothing happened. It seems to be a delusion to laugh at Fang Bai again. He almost gave up. I only felt a chill all over my body, and a chill penetrated from the top to the ground, as if I was drinking ice water in summer, which was extremely refreshing.

Only then did Fang Bai realize that he had already dragged him down this Yuehua.

It wasn't until dawn that Fang Bai took the work.

This night's Yuehua, Fang Bai doesn't seem to be of any use, only when he pulls Yuehua, he has the pleasure of taking drugs. It's addictive.

Since then, it has become a practice for Fang Bai to spit out Yuehua.

This little bit of moonlight accumulates underneath. Fang Bai felt more and more that his ability to control the entire tree was strengthening little by little, if his control over the branches and leaves before was like a paralyzed patient's control over his own limbs, but now the situation is as if a paralyzed patient is doing physiotherapy and health care, and he is recovering little by little.

Although Fang Bai couldn't see when he would be able to control his body like an animal, he believed that this day would come eventually.

Slowly, Fang Bai also found that there was an advantage, that is, Yuehua's absorption of the other party's Bai Zhihai had a very strong driving effect.

Fang Bai's sea of knowledge was originally a darkness, but this darkness was accelerated to transform into gray chaos under the action of Yuehua. The scope is getting wider and bigger, and the unreality that was originally dreamlike is fading little by little. Slowly become real.

Sometimes, it seemed as if a silent force was telling Fang Bai to speed up the development of Zhihai.

This was an invisible temptation, and Fang Bai actually felt a feeling that he couldn't control himself. He scrutinized it carefully and found that it was an instinct engraved in his bones, as if the fish longed for the sea and the birds longed for the sky. It made Fang Bai have a different feeling: it seemed that his future was not in the sky above the desert, but in this sea of knowledge that seemed to be chaotic.

This made Fang Bai more and more strange something? What kind of tree is you, or what kind of spirit is you?

However, there is no need to think about such an unsolvable problem, Fang Bai believes that as long as he moves forward, he will know one day.

Fang Bai followed his life instinct and focused most of his attention on the sea of knowledge, which was also limited to the desert environment. If Fang Bai is growing in the water town south of the Yangtze River, or somewhere else. Fang Bai decided to grow hard, and if he didn't grow a tree of more than 100 meters in one go, it would not be over.

And the environment in the desert made Fang Bai a little unbearable to grow more than ten meters. First, the desert is indeed barren, Fang Bai can grow so big, if there is not an underground dark river below, it is absolutely impossible. Another reason: the howling wind in the desert would not allow him to grow taller at all---- and his height of more than ten meters has already been under too much pressure during the previous sandstorms. If you grow taller, you may be broken by the power of nature at any time.

However, Fang Bai didn't have nothing else to do, he seriously referred to a lot of trees that could grow into a forest on their own. For example, the banyan tree, but it does not grow secondary roots from the branches like the banyan tree. Rather, it grows another tree from the root system in the ground. Fang Bai's ultimate goal is to take this well as the center and grow a circle of trees to keep warm, which can not only shield the wind and sand, but also protect the water source.

It's just that this is a long project, and unless there are more than ten years, such a forest will never be formed.

Two years have passed in a hurry, and Fang Bai has just been in a dream in the past two years. Because of Fang Bai's existence, this is already a very conspicuous landmark in the desert