Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense, put aside all distractions, sat down cross-legged, his hands were sealed, and he entered a state of awakening but not waking up.

Five days passed, and Leng Han gradually felt the breath of the trees, which was fresh, fragrant, and refreshing, and could relax his tired mind! Leng Han closed his eyes tightly, greedily touching the breath of the trees, and he felt in his heart that he felt that he was one with this forest. This feeling www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion is very strange, he has been in the woods under the bloodstained peak before, but the wood vitality there is too faint, not so clear.

Unconsciously, he immersed his mind in this tranquility, the wind blowing, the trees shaking, and the leaves flying down in the air, playing like naughty children. At this time, the earth also seemed to wake up, caressing the restless urchin with an all-encompassing manner.

-- Suddenly, the wind stopped and the trees were quiet, and the fallen leaves lay quietly on the earth, as if melted in the caress of the earth. And so on and so forth......

From static to moving, from moving to static. There is no warning between movement and stillness, and the change is impermanent. Whether it is moving or quiet, everything seems to follow a certain law, and under this law, it seems that the cold heart has become so docile, and it is one with the tree, regardless of each other......

A smile appeared on the corner of Leng Han's mouth, and his heart was extremely calm, as if he had become one with the woods. Feel the tranquility and tolerance that the earth and nature bring him. The state of mind gradually enters a state of no one and no self. He was connected to the tree, and in an instant, all the scenery around him became incomparably clear, and the veins of fallen leaves, the trajectory of the wind, and even the sound of the tree's breathing seemed to be displayed in front of his eyes.

This artistic conception is very wonderful, and the cold is not tired, time, or hungry under this artistic conception. The flowers fell, and two years passed!

These two years are another cold life, like a tree in the vast field, it can grow even if it is lonely. In spring, it sprouts desperately, in midsummer, it spreads to its heart's content, in autumn it withers naturally, and in winter, it is fearlessly exposed to the wind. Life reflects the background color of the four seasons, sincere and conforms to the way of heaven.

Trees have feelings. It has joys and sorrows. Trees can sometimes be lonely, like a heart that needs to be filled and comforted.

In these two years, Leng Han seems to be a tree, a tree that grows in a lifeless desert, this tree is a landscape in its own right, it does not feel sorry for itself, it does not die easily because of loneliness, it is peaceful, it does not long, it misses, it grows hard, the branches grow as high as possible, and the leaves grow as lush as possible. Then I look forward to the day when a single tree can become a forest.

Then he had a desire for life, and the tree had an endless source of life. At this time, he also had the tenacity of life, and the tree had an indomitable spirit, and then he had an indifference to life, and the tree had the consciousness of looking at the cangsang and realizing the mortal dust......

At this time, the words of a philosopher in his previous life suddenly appeared in Leng Han's heart, faith is immortal, you and I are in heaven.

What is the belief of the tree? Is the tree also in heaven? He was asking the tree, he was asking himself, and he smiled...... In fact, faith lies not in life or death, but in a heart with or without life and death......

Trees, in the experience of spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, frost, rain and electricity. Still standing, majestic, profound, and calm.

Suddenly, the cold and cold touched the sky, the earth was under the tree, he turned into a tree in the middle, found the root, found the eternity of life, and the eternity of death. It was the breath of life, but also the seed of life, that kind of seed seemed to have absorbed enough of the essence of heaven and earth, it was a young shoot that had just grown, glowing with cyan light, slowly rising from the root of the tree, extending the trunk into the cold body, pouring into his dantian, it bypassed the three-colored mist at the cold dantian, and quietly fell in another corner, silently taking root......

Leng Han opened his eyes suddenly, he couldn't believe what had just happened, and then he looked inward again, yes, that sprout seed really appeared in his dantian.

"Damn, what's going on...... Leng Han was puzzled, this didn't seem to be quite the same as the scene when he comprehended the vitality in the Yuan Qi Secret Realm!

"Hey...... Boy, this seat ...... You read you right...... Congratulations ......"

The voice of the big tree suddenly rang out, and the voice was faintly trembling, weak, and excited!

Leng Han's body flashed, and he jumped down from the tree, and suddenly he was stunned, only to see that the original green tree was now all yellow, as if he was an old man who had entered the twilight!

"Boy, don't use this...... I looked at this seat ......"

"What did you congratulate me just now?" Leng Han asked as he came back to his senses!

"This is a long story...... "Big Tree Road!"

Leng Han frowned: "Okay, let's make a long story short!"

The big tree was silent for a while before he said, "All the big trees in this forest are the companion trees of the Xuantian Divine Tree...... It is to welcome the birth of the seeds of the Xuantian Divine Tree, originally the wood vitality here is very full, it can be said that the fullness is a little terrifying, we grow and cultivate here, until one day, the seeds of the Xuantian Divine Wood are really born, we are naturally happy, but for some reason, it didn't take long for the wood vitality here to become thinner and thinner, in order to provide enough wood vitality for the Xuantian Divine Tree, the big trees have provided their own wood vitality to the seeds of the Xuantian Divine Tree...... I thought that this Xuantian Divine Tree would die with my death, but your arrival made me see hope......"

Leng Han listened to it and felt a little clueless. I couldn't help frowning and interrupted: "I don't understand what you said, and I don't have to bother! I just want to know what will happen to that seed in my body in the future?"

The big tree said: "The Xuantian Divine Tree is transformed by the essence of Xuantian, which can be small or large, virtual or real. It can merge with the monk's soul and become the monk's natal magic weapon, but its growth process is slow, and it needs to absorb the vitality of the wood between heaven and earth. ”

Leng Han's heart was shocked: "Natal magic weapon?"

"Yes, Xuantian Shenmu...... Natal magic weapon, this is something that many monks dream of! Boy, this is your great opportunity, you must cherish it, and when your strength is not strong, you must not show it in front of others! Otherwise, you will be killed!" the big tree's voice suddenly became soft, and he muttered!

"Why did you become the way you are, and how did you send me out?" Leng Han asked what he was most concerned about!