Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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The wood is fragile and cold compared to the heat of the fire. When the flame beats, it can bring the contradictory feeling of safety and danger, and the wood? The towering tree can also be cut down by humans, made into a dining table, made into a large bed, made of soft white paper, made into disposable wooden chopsticks.

The flame human can't master it completely, so it is both used and full of fear. And what about big trees? The big tree will not resist, so the grass, only use, no fear.

Lin Luoran’s thinking is divergent, and he thinks of the wonderful spirit grass. He thinks of various Chinese herbal medicines, including poisonous and can save people. Nature is really a wonderful creator.

Compared with the gentleness of water, wood is dull and blunt. Floods can also take away the lives of most animals, including humans. However, the growth of food is inseparable from water, and the use of energy is inseparable from water. Mild water is also useful to humans, but it awakens them all the time. It is not weak and deceived.

But what about wood?

Is wood really bullying?

Lin Luoran couldn’t help but think of the water hyacinth, commonly known as “water hyacinth”, an aquatic plant native to the Amazon River in South America, which blooms purple beautiful flowers in summer, although it has purified water and is used as a feed for pigs. However, because of its horrible reproductive ability, it can occupy the waters in a short time, block the navigation channel, and rob the sun and oxygen needed for plankton and fish, and act as a fault in the biological chain... This is not a single aspect of water hyacinth Wrong, it just wants to give birth.

It wants to grow, so it can tolerate humans to put it in heavily polluted waters. Pesticide residues and heavy metal pollution are absorbed into the body. In the summer, purple beautiful flowers are still being opened. Who can find that the lake is floating? Green water hyacinth, in a purple dazzling string, its body is full of toxins?

Why are you so stubbornly alive? For the sake of life!

The essence of the wood system is vitality and tolerance -

The green pasture will send the seeds into their stomachs when they are being eaten by the animals, and they will be excreted with the feces. In the rainy water of the coming year, they will re-break the ground and re-enter here in the form of wildfire. The land is rooted and sprouted, and the path of life of the ancestors is once again reincarnation.

Berries and plants that are eaten by birds and birds can even smear the feathers of birds and beasts, hide in the soil carried by the claws, leap into the lakes and mountains, and spread the species to distant places.

These seeds, some of which are lucky, fall on the plains of water and soil, and they do not grow smoothly. Perhaps just broke out of the ground, he was trampled by humans and chewed by cattle and sheep. However, there are still some leaks, and the president will grow into a mature body and continue to breed the next generation.

What about the seeds that fall into the water and fall into the desert?

Being soaked in the water to germinate, can not grasp the soil, only in the drifting with the water, alone died, oh, or such a generation after generation, only evolved into a semi-aquatic plant.

In the desert, it is baked by the sun. In order to seek a little water, the roots are deeply plunged into the sand dunes, and the hard-won water is extracted. The leaves are evolved to have only the tip size and reduce evaporation... such as cactus.

How much have these fragile vegetation been spent in order to survive?

These thoughts flashed through Lin Luoran's brain. She felt that she was following the seeds of the grass floating in the water, struggling in the desert and experiencing different life.

A small grass, it can be very mean, but it can be great.

For humans, one foot can trample, and for the existence of ants, grass is also a towering tree.

Lin Luoran’s knowledge was attached to a small grass in the valley. As time passed, she gradually forgot her identity, as if she was born a grass.

In the days of grass, most of the time is a good mood. At this time she will stretch in the wind, communicate with the wildflowers, and look down on the bugs and ants that have climbed from the roots. When it rains, the leaves will be washed by the rain, and the sweet snow and water vapor makes her feel that the pores are stretched out.

There is also a long time when it is not raining, the valley is hot, and the people who bake want to sleep.

Suddenly one day, a black hoof stepped on her, and Lin Luo was frightened, but because the roots were firmly stuck in the soil, she could not avoid it.

At this moment, she forgot that she was actually a monk who was on the verge of a knot. In the face of such a sudden horseshoe, it should not be enough to be afraid.

She was stepped on, and the leaves on her body broke two pieces, and they could not stand the waist. Lin Luoran even blamed God's injustice for a moment, why should she let her generate such a weak existence, without a little self-protection, and can only passively suffer damage...

Lin Luoran's body is in the cave, sitting in the stone trough.

The tumbling transparent viscous warm liquid, and the continuous drop of snow on the top of the head, let her body, like the original "gray enamel", be polished.

In such an environment, it is possible to grow the glaucoma of the wood system. 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 constantly absorbs the wood aura that the valley's special terrain gathers, and the spiritual power becomes more viscous.

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Unconsciously, four months have passed, and Lin Luoran has often made holes, and Zeyitong does not feel lonely.

But this time, Ajia has not come out for a month.

As the technique fails, the icy ice gradually melts. Zeyi looks at the meat and is very worried that they will be wasted because of deterioration. The little girl thought of a way to bundle Lin Luoran for her meat, which was used as a reserve grain, and placed it on the back of Baiyun, begging it to bring it back to Dunzhu.

After Baiyun became a "messenger", the days when Tianma was high were gone forever. It screamed at dozens of pounds of meat. When the sky was unknown, it was placed in front of the yurt of Zeyi.

Ze Yitong is very sorry that there is no bag, otherwise it can let the grandmother and Mo La taste the rice noodles, the crystal-clear and chewy rice, the white flour, let her put it down... Zeyi puts the grapes in the mouth With tears on one side.

There are a lot of animals to play with her, there are Baiyun Ken to take her to see the snow-capped mountains, there are endless food, the warm climate of the four seasons like spring, Ke Zeyi is still homesick.

I missed Mocha's buttered tea, and I missed the unfamiliar craftsmanship when she gave her a scorpion.

After sending so many letters, Baiyun has not been caught, so go back and see, it should be okay?

After a few days, Lin Luoran still did not go out, Ze Yitong finally could not help but seduce the heart, quietly riding the white clouds and slipped back home.

Baiyun ran so fast, when Zeyi went to the yurt, the sky was still not bright, because it was a familiar little master, her dog did not call, and the cattle and sheep did not change. She walked in with bare hands, and through the moonlight, she could see the sleeping face of Dunzhu and Mo.

In just four months, Mo La is like being ten years old, and Dunzhu Aunt, only a layer of flesh on his face. The only daughter is missing, and they have to worry.

Zeyi accidentally bumped into the wooden bowl, and Dunzhu turned over. She remembered Lin Luoran's confession. If she wants to live a quiet life, she can't be seen by Dunzhu and Mola now. Even if they are not afraid of the strangeness of their broken arms, now they will see that there is only one hand, and they will be sad.

Zeyi held back his eyes and ran out of the yurt and turned over the horse.

Mother and daughter even heart, Dunzhu wake up in her sleep, feeling that her daughter's breath is still on her side for a while, she opened the felt and chased it out.

Under the sky, there was only one white Pegasus running on the grasslands of the earth's rejuvenation and disappearing at the junction of the horizon.

"Ze Yitong, Ama knows that it is you...you are back, right?"

To answer her, only the sound of the grassland whistling.

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Going back to the valley, Zeyi’s tears that had endured for a long time finally flowed out.

She turned down from the back of the white clouds, kneeling on the grass, tears falling down big, falling on a pile of grass that was trampled by the wild horses a month ago.

She didn't know that there was a grass inside, and Lin Luoran's knowledge was attached to it.

Lin Luoran wakes up from "sleeping" and feels hot, salty water drops. Is it raining?

It is not rain, it is the sad tears of the little girl.

She was moved with such sadness, and she was merciful. She forgot that she was a grass and wanted to comfort the crying girl. However, she is not only a grass, but also broken by weeds. What she can do is to wiggle the leaves with the wind, very funny.

Looking at the weeping grass with a weird "dance" in front of him, Ze Yi laughed and broke.

The swaying smile drove away the sorrow, and the grass smashed and suddenly understood the meaning of life.

Live, live for such a smile.

Live, live for the tears before a moment.

Live for this beautiful world, for the more beautiful scenery outside the valley.

I am just a humble little grass, but I also have pain, sadness, compassion, and happiness - this is the essence of life.

Lin Luoran in the stone trough suddenly opened his eyes.

The high-speed working nebula in the body absorbs the unyielding vitality of the snow-capped mountains. At the moment of her blink of an eye, the Chaos Nebula differentiates into a green nebula.

The wood system has been stripped out!

The four nebulae are still running at high speed, and the continuous wood aura is constantly being captured by her and transformed into spiritual power.

The red fire system, the blue water system, the white chaotic spirit, the new green wood system, the four colors are intertwined into brilliant colors - are they getting smaller and smaller, are they compressing?

At the Dantian gas sea, four rotating nebulae, representing different attributes, Lin Luoran knows that this moment is extremely dangerous. When she crosses, she is a monk, and she has taken another step on the long road of practice... Is it repaired to the end, to usher in the dead?

The stepped grass can usher in life, let alone ourselves?

Lin Luoran smiled slightly, and the nebula in Dantian seemed to perceive her thoughts. After shrinking, she rotated at a faster speed.

Are they condensing into golden dan?

I don't lack aura, and I don't lack my mood. What I can do at this moment is to wait quietly for the completion of this step.

Lin Luoran can't wait to see his own Jin Dan.