Compared with the hot vitality of fire, wood is fragile and cold. When the flame jumps, it can bring people a contradictory feeling of safety and danger, but what about wood? Towering trees can also be felled by humans to be made into dining tables, big beds, soft white paper, and disposable wooden chopsticks.
Human beings cannot fully grasp flames, so they use it and are full of fear. And what about the big tree? Big trees will not resist, so they can only use grass and trees without fear.
Lin Luoran's thinking diverged, thinking of miraculously effective spiritual herbs, thinking of various Chinese herbal medicines, including poisonous ones, and those that can save people. Nature is really a wonderful creator,
Compared with the flexibility and gentleness of water, wood is dull and rigid. Floods can also take away the lives of most animals, including humans. However, the growth of food cannot be separated from water, and the use of energy cannot be separated from water. Gentle water is also useful to humans, but it always wakes them up. It is not cowardly and easy to deceive.
But what about wood
Is Mu really easy to bully
Lin Luoran couldn't help but think of water hyacinth, commonly known as "water hyacinth". This aquatic plant is native to the Amazon River basin in South America. In summer, it will bloom beautiful bunches of purple flowers. Although it has the function of purifying water and serving as feed for pigs , but because of its terrifying reproductive ability, it can occupy the waters in a short time, block the waterway, and snatch the sunlight and oxygen needed by plankton and fish, causing a fault in the biological chain... This is not the unilateral fault of the water hyacinth , it just wants to live.
It wants to grow, so it can tolerate humans putting it in heavily polluted waters. It absorbs pesticide residues and heavy metal pollution into its body. In summer, it still blooms beautiful purple flower clusters. Who can find that the lake is full of flowers? Green water hyacinth, in a dazzling purple cluster, its body full of toxins
Why do you have to live so tenaciously? To live!
The essence of the wood system is vitality and tolerance—
When the green pastures are eaten by animals, the seeds will be sent into their stomachs, and then excreted with feces. Under the next year's rain, they will break out of the ground again, and they will be here again in the form of wildfire. Take root and sprout on the land, and reincarnate the life path of the ancestors again.
The berries and plants that are eaten by birds will even attach the seeds to the feathers of birds and animals, hide in the soil carried by the claws, fly over lakes and mountains, and spread the species to distant places.
Some of these seeds were lucky enough to land on the fertile plains, and they may not grow smoothly. Maybe it was trampled by humans and chewed by cattle and sheep just after it broke through the ground. But still slipping through the net, it will grow into a mature body and continue to reproduce the next generation.
What about the seed that falls into the water, into the desert
Soaked in water until it germinates, unable to hold onto the soil, it dies alone while drifting with the water. Perhaps, it is this process of generation after generation that evolves into a semi-aquatic plant.
In the desert, they are scorched by the sun. In order to seek a little water, they dig their roots deep into the sand dunes, absorb the hard-won water, and evolve the leaves to be only the size of needlepoints, so as to reduce evaporation... such as cactus.
How much did these fragile plants pay for their survival
These thoughts flashed through Lin Luoran's mind one by one. She felt that she was floating in the water following the grass seeds, struggling in the desert, and experiencing different lives.
A small grass, it can be very humble, it can also be very great.
For humans, one foot can trample on it, and for an existence like ants, a small grass is also a towering tree.
Lin Luoran's consciousness was attached to a small grass in the valley. As time passed, she gradually forgot her identity, as if she was born as a grass.
In the days of grass, most of the time I feel happy. Then she stretches out against the wind, communes with the wildflowers, and looks down at the bugs and ants crawling under the roots. When it rains, the leaves will be washed by the rain, and the sweet snow-capped water vapor makes her feel that the pores of her body are stretched.
There are also times when there is no rain for a long time, and the heat in the valley is severe, and the baked people want to sleep.
Suddenly one day, a black hoof stepped on her body, and Lin Luoran was frightened, but because the roots were firmly planted in the soil, she couldn't dodge at all.
At this moment, she forgot that she was actually a monk on the verge of alchemy, facing such a sudden horseshoe, she shouldn't be afraid.
Incapable of avoiding, she was stepped on, two leaves on her body were broken, and she couldn't straighten up. Lin Luoran even complained about God's injustice for a moment, why she was born into such a weak existence, without any power to protect herself, and could only passively bear the harm forever...
Lin Luoran's body was in the cave, sitting in a stone trough.
The tumbling transparent viscous warm body and the continuous dripping of snow water from the top of her head made her body undergo polishing just like the original "blue light lamp".
Only in such an environment can green light lamps of the wood system grow. In such an environment, it is naturally easier to find the origin of the wood system.
In such an environment, the nebula in her body continuously absorbed the wood-type aura gathered by the special terrain of the valley, and the aura became more viscous.
... ...
Before he knew it, four months had passed, and Lin Luoran was still going out of the cave frequently, and Ze Yitong didn't feel lonely.
But this time, Ajia hasn't come out for a month.
As the spell failed, the ice in the cellar gradually melted. Ze Yitong looked at the meat and was very worried that it would go to waste due to deterioration. The little girl thought of a way, tied the meat that Lin Luoran hunted for her as food reserve with a leather rope, put it on Baiyun's back, and begged it to take it back to Dunzhu.
After Baiyun became a "messenger", the days of being a heavenly horse are gone forever. It resigned itself to carrying dozens of catties of meat, and put it in front of the yurt of Zeyi's family when the sky was still dark.
Ze Yitong was very sorry that he didn't have a bag, otherwise he could let Grandma and Mo La taste the rice noodles, the crystal clear and chewy rice, the white flour, she couldn't put it down... Ze Yitong stuffed grapes into his mouth, While weeping.
There are many animals to play with her here, Bai Yun is willing to carry her to see the vast snow-capped mountains, there are endless delicacies, and the warm climate is like spring all year round, but Ze Yitong is still homesick.
I miss the buttered tea made by Mo La, and I miss the unfamiliar skills when Dhondup braided her hair.
After sending so many letters, Baiyun has never been caught, so it shouldn't matter if you go back and have a look yourself
After a few days, Lin Luoran still did not leave the customs, Ze Yitong finally couldn't bear the temptation in his heart, and quietly slipped home on a white cloud.
Baiyun ran really fast. When Ze Yitong arrived at the yurt, it was still dark, because it was the familiar little master's breath, her dog didn't bark, and the cattle and sheep didn't move. She walked in lightly, and by the moonlight, she could see the sleeping faces of Dunzhu and Mo La.
In just four months, Mo La seemed to be ten years older, and Dunzhu's mother was so thin that only a layer of flesh remained on her face.
How anxious they must be when their only daughter is missing.
Ze Yitong accidentally touched the wooden bowl, and Dunzhu turned over. She remembered Lin Luoran's confession that if she wanted to live a peaceful life in the future, she could not let Dunzhu and Mo La see her broken arm... Even if They are not afraid of the weirdness of being reborn with a broken arm. Now seeing Ze Yitong with only one hand, they will be sad, right
Ze Yitong held back his eyes, ran out of the yurt, and got on his horse.
The mother and daughter were connected, and Dunzhu woke up in a dream. She felt that her daughter's breath was still by her side a moment ago, so she lifted the blanket and chased it out.
Under the hazy sky, there is only a white flying horse running on the rejuvenated grassland and disappearing at the junction of the horizon.
"Ze Yitong, Grandma knows it's you... you're the one who came back, right?"
The only answer to her was the howling wind on the grassland.
...
Back in the valley, the tears that Ze Yitong had endured for a long time finally flowed out.
She rolled over from Baiyun's back and squatted on the grass, with tears streaming down her face, landing on a pile of broken grass trampled by wild horses a month ago.
She didn't know that there was a grass inside, and Lin Luoran's consciousness was attached to it.
Lin Luoran woke up from "sleep", and felt the hot, salty water droplets, is it raining
It's not rain, it's the little girl's sad tears.
She was moved by such sadness, felt pity in her heart, forgot that she was a grass, and wanted to comfort the crying little girl. However, she is not only a grass, but also broken by weeds. What she can do is to twist the leaves with the wind, which is very funny.
Seeing the broken grass dancing in a weird "dance" in front of him, Ze Yitong laughed through his tears.
The bright smile drove away the sadness, Xiaocao was stunned, and suddenly understood the meaning of life.
Live, live for such a smile.
Live, live for the tears of a moment ago.
To live on, for this beautiful world, for the more beautiful scenery outside the valley.
I am just a humble grass, but I also have pain, sorrow, pity, and happiness—this is the essence of life.
Lin Luoran in the stone trough suddenly opened his eyes.
The high-speed nebula in her body absorbed the unyielding vitality under the snow-capped mountains. The moment she opened her eyes, the chaotic nebula split into a green nebula.
The wood system has been stripped out!
The four nebulas were still running at high speed, and she continuously absorbed the wood-type aura and transformed it into spiritual power.
The red fire element, the blue water element, the white chaotic spiritual power, the new green wood element, the four colors are intertwined into brilliant colors—they are getting smaller and smaller, are they being compressed
At the sea of qi in Dantian, there are four rotating nebulae, representing different attributes. Lin Luoran knows that this moment is extremely dangerous. After getting over it, she is a monk of forming alchemy. Cultivation is useless, ushering in the time of death, right
The trampled grass can welcome life, let alone yourself
Lin Luoran smiled slightly, and the nebula in the dantian seemed to be aware of her thoughts, and after shrinking, it rotated at a faster speed.
Are they condensing into golden pills
I don't lack aura or state of mind, what I can do at this moment is to quietly wait for the completion of the step of forming a pill.
Lin Luoran couldn't wait, and wanted to see her own golden core.