kingnovel Chapter 912: Treeman Transformation
Chapter 912: Treeman Transformation
The sorrows and joys of all living things are not shared.
Some trees are content just to be alive, some are satisfied to cultivate intelligence, some just want to transform and travel around, and some are concerned about the people of the world and protect the peace of their area!
Although this "Migushu" looks a bit hot to the eyes, his personality is still the type that Yu Shuheng likes. For the sake of his own eyes, Yu Shuheng was still rude for once: "That little Migushu!"
what?
Who?
Who is Xiao Mi?
Migushu looked at Yu Shuheng in bewilderment. He didn't recognize him. The key point was, when did a third tree join the conversation?
Well!
Yu Shuheng was even doubting whether he should really help this idiot. Su Xiaoya was already enough to worry about, not to mention that Xiaoya was much prettier than Migushu.
No, I have to change the aesthetic of "Mi Gu Shu", otherwise I will have an eye-catching old man around me every day, which makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
Hey!
Why is the gap between people so big?
Lao Bai is also an old man. He has an air of immortality and looks very noble. But when he came to the "Migu Tree", he looked like an old man. The difference was too big.
Yu Shuheng no longer wanted to consider Migushu's feelings and directly took out his trump card: "Xiao Mi, do you want to successfully transform?"
"Of course I do! I miss it so much! I think about it even in my dreams!" After hearing about the transformation, 'Mi Gu Shu' stopped worrying about anything and sighed three times in a hurry.
"Xiao Mi" is "Xiao Mi", no matter who Yu Shuheng calls him, from now on he is "Xiao Mi", the only "Xiao Mi". He will fight to the death with anyone who dares to snatch it.
This is not just a name, this is his only chance to transform!
Uh! So urgent? Not really. Yu Shuheng touched his nose uncomfortably, but for the sake of his own eyes, he still made a request: "Your face can be transformed to be younger and more energetic, so that it will be easier to transform!"
Cough cough!
Migushu was stunned!
Yu Shuheng's words were like a thunderclap, making Mi Gu Shu's head buzz. Scenes from his youth flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope.
Yes, Tree Island was once so high-spirited and vigorous. A hundred thousand years old? He was really just a teenager. There were so many tribesmen who were a million, ten million, or even a hundred million years old. If the patriarch, whose life span was equal to the heavens and the earth, hadn't gone off to participate in the war of gods...
Yes, I am narrow-minded.
Because I am the only little tree left behind, I have always been anxious and lonely.
At first, I could still receive news from my parents, grandfather, and clan members, but later on, I could no longer receive any. Then I devoted myself to cultivation, to nurturing my descendants, because the tree people clan must not be extinct in me...
Then, he was no longer himself.
So, after a full 100,000 years, is it because my mentality is too old that I have not been able to successfully transform?
『Mi Gu Shu』 wants to cry.
Now, I finally have the chance to transform. God will not let the tree people die!
At this moment, the "Migu Tree" was no longer confused and revealed all his secrets. Of course, the first thing he did was to restore the tree's face to its normal appearance.
Yu Shuheng was stunned.
Even though it was still just a tree face, Yu Shuheng could still see its handsomeness. Then, Yu Shuheng looked at the "Migu Tree" with an indescribable expression—it was clearly a handsome young man, so why did it love to transform into an old man?
This aesthetic has a long way to go.
"I've been guarding Tree Island. To strengthen the Tree People and give everyone a backbone, I... I imitated the clan leader and transformed into his appearance," Migushu said embarrassedly. "Thank you, senior, for enlightening me."
Yu Shuheng waved his hand. "Don't thank me yet. If you want to successfully transform, you have to take it step by step. What you need to do next is to count the cultivation status of the entire tree people and see how many tree people have reached the transformation requirements. I will do my best to help you."
The Mysterious Valley Tree was once again shocked. Yu Shuheng could not only help him transform, but also help more tree people transform. Their tree people were truly about to rise.
This time, the "Mi Gu Tree" could no longer stay there. It pulled out its roots and stretched out its branches to support Yu Shuheng's rattan chair, including the high table in front of Yu Shuheng. Then it ran away while Yu Shuheng was stunned.
Yu Shuheng blinked, feeling both amused and annoyed. This 'Migu Tree' was truly the epitome of a simple-minded, overdeveloped physique.
However, it feels good to travel this way. I just don't know where the "Migu Tree" is taking me.
The Lost Valley Tree bolted, and the Treemen along the way pulled out their roots without a word, following in its wake. Not a single one was left behind. Soon, a vast army of Treemen had formed, covering the entire mountain range. It was quite awe-inspiring.
The "Maze Tree" ran all the way to the center of the tree island before stopping.
Yu Shuheng gazed at the ancient altar before him, his eyes narrowing slightly involuntarily, as if drawn by a mysterious force. He actually felt a call from the ancient times, a voice like a low horn, echoing in his ears.
Around the altar, ten stone pillars stand like giants, engraved with dense runes, like mysterious codes waiting to be deciphered.
It is said that this is the holy land where the tree people gather their power to transform. It is like a shining pearl inlaid on this vast continent.
Before Yu Shuheng appeared, the "Migu Tree" would arrive as scheduled every full-moon night, injecting its life essence into the stone pillar like a trickle, trying to awaken the long-dormant ancient power.
However, a hundred thousand years passed by like a flash, but the stone pillars remained silent. The ancient runes were like eyes eroded by time, dim and lifeless, as if silently telling the plight of the tree people, which made people feel pity.
Yu Shuheng looked at the altar and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Initially, he had planned to use the spiritual spring water Su Xiaoya gave him to help the "Migu Tree" transform.
In fact, the spiritual spring that Su Xiaoya gave him was enough to fill a Liangzi Lake, which was more than enough to help all the tree people on the tree island transform.
But when he stood in front of the altar, his thoughts changed, and he could feel the call of the altar.
His true form is Jianmu.
Jianmu, that ancient sacred tree, possessed boundless mystical power. Yu Shuheng had an idea: perhaps using Jianmu's power to activate this ancient altar would grant the Tree People a more powerful and lasting form-shifting power.
Perhaps this was the real reason why he felt called.
Yu Shuheng slowly stood up and walked slowly and firmly to the center of the altar. He closed his eyes and communicated with the power of Jianmu in his body.
Mysterious rays of light emanated from him, enveloping him like a soft halo. The light gradually spread to the stone pillars surrounding the altar, and the previously dim runes began to shimmer, like awakened spirits.
The members of the tree people clan all widened their eyes, watching this scene with shock and anticipation.
The Lost Valley Tree stared at the altar in fascination. After a full hundred thousand years, it was now lit up again. His heart ached, but he was a tree. Before he transformed, the treeman was still a tree, without tears.
As Jianmu's power continued to flow in, the runes on the stone pillars grew brighter and brighter, and the entire altar was surrounded by light. Yu Shuheng also felt a tremendous force gathering within the altar. It was the hope of the Tree People and the beginning of his support.
Yu Shuheng's lips curled slightly, and he smiled. The tree people's transformation journey would soon have a new turn, and a surge of joy welled up in his heart.
Yu Shuheng himself didn't know whether it was because he could help the tree people transform or because he could communicate with the altar.
At this time, rays of light passed through the clouds, casting slender shadows on the stone pillars, and then sent majestic vitality into the ground through the stone pillars.
"Hurry! Take root quickly!" Yu Shuheng shouted, awakening the obsessed "Mi Gu Tree" and all the shocked tree people.
Everyone took root there.
The "Migu Tree" sinks its consciousness into the root network of the tree island. This is the most secret connection of the tree people, and they can sense each other's life pulses.
Suddenly, he felt a faint but familiar fluctuation in the deepest part of the root system - that was the breath emitted by the tree core left by the elder grandfather of the tree people!
The Lost Valley Tree's consciousness trembled violently. He followed the trace of the scent, passing through the crisscrossing root system and arriving at a previously unnoticed cliff on the edge of the tree island. There, a cracked tree core nestled in the rock, a faint green light slowly flowing through it.
The moment the consciousness of the Lost Valley Tree touched the core of the tree, countless shattered images flooded into his heart:
A burning forest, broken giant trees. The tree warriors used their bodies to resist the evil spirit's erosion. The clan leader injected the last bit of life into the tree core. My father wrapped it in branches and leaves and threw it into the sky...
The tree core passed through layers of demonic fog, through the swirling sea of clouds, and finally landed on the land of Tree Island. The figures of the clan leader, grandfather, father, mother, and countless tree people were completely swallowed up by the surging demonic energy.
"Sure enough... they... all fell..." Amber juice oozed out of the eyes of the 'Migu Tree' and slowly slid down the bark.
The questions that had plagued him for a hundred thousand years finally had their answers. It turned out that it wasn't that his parents had broken their promise, but rather that they had guarded the last hope with their lives. The tree core contained not only the essence of life, but also their hopes for future generations and their obsession with transforming.
At this moment, the core of the tree suddenly burst out with dazzling green light, which spread along the roots to the entire tree island.
The stone pillars on the altar began to vibrate slightly, and the ancient runes once again lit up one by one, emitting a warm light.
Yu Shuheng raised his eyebrows. This is...
The "Migu Tree" felt an unprecedented power surging in its body, and it seemed that something was awakening deep in the heart of the tree.
He tried to mobilize this power, imagining the appearance of his father, mother, and clan leader grandfather, and the human figures they described.
The lines on the trunk began to reorganize, the thick branches slowly shrank, and the bark shed its hard shell, revealing a warm texture.
In the hazy mist, the "Mi Gu Tree" is like a fairy draped in gauze, gradually unveiling its mysterious veil and its outline becoming clearer.
He was a tall young man, his body was like a towering mountain, upright and resolute, as if he could hold up the entire sky.
His skin is like a light green canvas carefully dyed by nature, blending in perfectly with the surrounding environment.
The boy's face looked like it was carefully carved by a master sculptor using the most delicate techniques. Every line was just right and as clear as if it were cut by a knife or an axe.
The robe woven with leaves that he wore was like a gorgeous cloak, fluttering gently in the breeze, adding a touch of mystery to him.
The vicissitudes of life on his face that did not belong to a young man seemed to be the marks left by the years, telling of the hardships he had experienced.
Yu Shuheng looked at the vicissitudes of life that did not belong to a young man, and a feeling of heartache welled up in his heart.
Not everyone can truly experience the loneliness of a hundred thousand years. Furthermore, a hundred thousand years ago, the "Migu Tree" was still a small tree. What he experienced was far more cruel than Yu Shuheng's.
Miraculously, Yu Shuheng was healed a little bit. As expected, happiness is all about comparison.
The small trees in the distance were attracted by this wonderful change, and their consciousness seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and they all headed towards the altar.
Then, they saw a shocking scene: Grandpa Tree's figure stretched out, as if he had broken free from some kind of restraints - he had transformed.
The tree grandpa who successfully transformed himself turned out to be a teenager. This, this made them still call him "Grandpa"!
Clearly, the Lost Valley Tree didn't feel the tree people's resentment. He slowly stretched out his hands, gently touching the falling leaves. The leaves felt as light as feathers in his hands.
He couldn't help but smile, even though the smile was a little stiff. This feeling of a comfortable smile was too unfamiliar to him.
However, he did not reject this strange feeling, and even the vicissitudes of life in him seemed to be diluted a lot.
What surprised the young trees even more was that they found that the same power began to surge within them. This power rushed through their trunks, making them feel an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and warmth.
On the trunks of trees, large and small, a vague human silhouette gradually emerged. The branches and leaves seemed to come alive and began to dance, eventually transforming into the shape of arms...
The tree people who had successfully transformed stared at each other with wide eyes, looking at each other, touching each other's arms, pinching each other's faces, each of their eyes filled with incredible joy and curiosity.
Is this a transformation?
The Lost Valley Tree watched quietly. It watched the tree people carefully move their fingers, savoring this novel experience; it watched the tree people's feet touch the ground for the first time, taking cautious, tentative steps...
Before he knew it, Migushu's eyes were already filled with tears. Tears streamed down Migushu's cheeks, a feeling he had never experienced before.
His sadness, his joy, and his confusion all burst out at this moment like a flood breaking through a dam, in a way that was completely unfamiliar to him, and it was unstoppable.
Yu Shuheng, who was standing aside, was completely dumbfounded. He certainly didn't like facing an old man's face every day, but he didn't want to face a "crybaby" every day even more!