Chapter 111

It was an unforgettable experience, like a hundred years in a flash. The life and death, prosperity and decline, reproduction and extinction of swamp creatures are presented to Zhao Mai one by one. He was alone, but he was thousands of people at the same time. Later, he was the swamp, and the swamp was him.

The natural force formed a cycle in the swamp, and the cycle was now in his mind. Wordsworth's voice came into the world with the wind and the rain, telling him how to sense and coordinate with the force.

"You are always just a chapter in the cycle, you are always a fragment of the movement of matter and soul." The halflings talk about the Druid's world view, and then talk about their ways of transforming the world. "It's a paid system with both weakness and strength. What we Druids do is stir up a new vortex in the river and watch it return to tranquility after completing its mission. Your body is part of the cycle and a fish that stirs the river. Come, look at my behavior, follow me, learn my method, learn how to coordinate with my surroundings. "

Zhao Mai focused on the mangroves in the center of the swamp. Originally, there was only one tree and one halfling. The halfling dismissed all his animal companions and connected his whole body and mind with the tree. Then he used the leaves and roots as his perception antennae and began to collect the force information of the swamp.

As a product of the natural force, it is the ability of every creature to feel the existence of the force, and human nature is no exception. However, with the establishment of civilization, people's way of survival has changed, they need to learn more knowledge, so there are schools, words and books. Nature has been waiting, but fewer and fewer people go there to seek wisdom. Until now, people need to be enlightened in order to connect with the natural force and become Druids.

But this instinct never disappeared, it was just hidden. How does a newborn learn to suck? It's the same thing. It turned out that the knowledge he needed was not in others, but in his own body. By experiencing the experiences of the halflings, Zhao Mai examined himself and began to mobilize the power hidden in his blood.

His understanding is different from that of a halfling. After all, he is a modern man who survived nine years of compulsory education. In Zhao Mai's mind, the information of the natural force that the natives of glarion thought was genetic. When life is born, the natural force begins its endless cycle. Drawing strength from the environment, everything is for survival and reproduction. Nature is the most ingenious designer. No matter it is precise or elegant, it can not be reflected in biology. The so-called wisdom of nature, the so-called art of life, the greatest treasure house of knowledge is in every human body.

He suddenly thought of the knowledge he had seen before, and then through personal observation, he suddenly understood a truth: a person is not an independent individual, but a complex symbiont. Many different creatures work together to make the body perform various functions. The mitochondria in every human cell have their own DNA, which can replicate by itself and is not affected by nuclear DNA. Chloroplasts in plant cells have the same characteristics. When "self" is regarded as a "group" and it is realized that there is a force cycle in his body, he can see nature from a new perspective. Whether it is called seeing the big from the small or seeing the small, Zhao Mai can understand the change of the natural force from his own point of view.

It is difficult to express the truth in language, because language is the product of civilization and appears pale and shallow in front of the great power of nature. Perhaps the closest explanation is the sentence "Tao can be Tao, extraordinary Tao". Zhao Mai was completely immersed in this meditation. He followed the steps of the force, not upward, but downward, deeper, to discover the secret of power in his body.

The halfling took back his fingers and stood up, looking at Zhao Mai with envy. It is said that the experience tree carries the experience of countless predecessors, but there is no specific way to dig out the experience, only by luck. Only in the time of enlightenment, because the enlightened person originally did not have the initiative of the natural force, only in the direction of receiving external forces, may be able to absorb some of the essence of thought in the tree of enlightenment, and this is also a very rare adventure. Now, someone has got the complete trust of the sapling of the tree of understanding, and can establish a spiritual link with it without stagnation.

These insights are great wealth. Every Druid, throughout his life, tries to feel the greater natural environment and gain knowledge of the natural force from it. But each environment can continue to split, forming a smaller, more refined environment, so this kind of knowledge is endless. Druids have long reached a consensus that there can be no secrets of the natural force. There is always a part of a system that has not been discovered. We can only be more progressive, not the most perfect.

But there is no doubt that the Druid has a chance to go ahead of everyone. The giant of wisdom has bent down and invited him to stand on his shoulders. The rest is to see if he can persist in the process of the giant's rise, so as to see a higher and farther landscape. The halfling went back to the corner of the pit, sat down quietly, and let the roots on the wall cover his body. His body was too weak, and he lost the ability to eat, so he had to rely on mangroves to provide nutrients for him. If his body died, he would have to live in mangroves.

Zhao Mai went deep and found many interesting things. Deep in the blood (DNA), there is so much information hidden. It turns out that the appendix is not useless. It turns out that wisdom teeth have that effect. It turns out that the feeling of having a tail is so wonderful.Going forward, Zhao Mai felt the joy of flying, the momentum of giant animals, and the freedom of swimming fish. The shell of fear hides under the sand, and the algae of ignorance and fearlessness roam the sea. He thought and read, leaving tears. Every life to now, is a very difficult journey. There are too many accidents, too many helplessness, but there are also countless strong and stubborn, in order to survive and reproduce, do their best, would rather pay their lives.

The idea of survival is the most powerful source of life, and the dedication to the ethnic group (reproduction) is also engraved in the earliest blood. The so-called natural force is composed of such ideas, which eventually merge into heaven and earth, mountain and sea. In contrast, gods and elements are just corners, which can't be compared with them.

Zhao Mai continued to roam, but Xiaohua was a little anxious and kept calling. The voice was heard by Zhao Mai, but he didn't pay much attention to it. "I'm digging in my own body. My spirit will only be more concentrated. I'm not like a halfling. What's the danger?"

Traversing his own genome, he gradually came to an end. At this time, in Zhao Mai's dreamland, there was thick fog all around him, and he could not see anything clearly. However, he did not feel up and down, and it seemed that he could not feel the flow of time. The fog was rolling and changing, but the scene seemed to last forever.

Where is it, or when is it? Zhao Mai couldn't feel the natural environment and thought it was boring, so he decided to leave. He began to think about his own body, which was sitting on the ground with a little flower in front of him.

Just then, a flash of light cut through the fog and divided it into two parts. Bucher, with a logging axe in his hand, is watching Zhao Mai with eyes. Then he comes to him in a moment and slashes down with the axe held high.

"Ah Zhao Mai yelled, sweating all over, as if waking up from a dream. He found that he was still in the hole of the tree. The little flower in front of him faltered and gave out a weak meow.