Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Chapter 118 Killing Town

The capital of slaughter is in the north, close to the Far North.

In the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, Fengya spread out a map in front of Qinghuan, drew the corresponding route with his slender fingers, and finally pointed to a point in the north, saying: "...Here, you will encounter a special town."

Qing Huan asked curiously, "What's so special about it?"

Feng Ya said solemnly: "This is a town without any laws or morals. Killing is the only theme here! From here to the north is the Far North, which is completely the territory of soul beasts.

It is similar to the Star Dou Great Forest, except that the Star Dou Great Forest is protected by several kingdoms of Xingluo and Tiandou to prevent soul beasts from rushing out of the forest in large numbers.

But in the Far North, this town is the frontline of defense. For so many years, the soul beasts in the Far North have never broken through here... You can imagine the strength of this town."

Qing Huan was surprised and asked: "How many Title Douluo are there?"

Fengya's mouth twitched, and he said unhappily: "Lord Qinghuan now always uses Titled Douluo as the standard. Your vision is really high... Look at the kingdoms around the Star Dou Great Forest. How many Titled Douluo do they have?"

Qinghuan was speechless. When did her standards become so high?
Fortunately, Fengya was just talking casually, so he changed the subject and said, "The knowledge you need is stored in the town. When you go to the town and show your diamond badge, someone will naturally pick you up."

Qing Huan looked at the map and asked, "What about the City of Slaughter?"

Fengya did not move his finger and said, "It is also here, but not on the ground. It is underground in this town... If you want to enter the City of Slaughter, just go to the tavern in the town and order a glass of Bloody Mary.

But I don’t recommend you to go in, because once you go in, it will be hard to get out.”

"It depends on the situation." Qing Huan put away the map, and without saying whether to go in or not, he stood up and said, "Thank you very much."

"Don't leave so quickly, I have something to ask of you." Feng Ya quickly held Qing Huan down and said with a sweet smile, "Your academy is very popular, and the news is spreading everywhere... Can you tell me, is your inner academy really like the legend says, where innate talent is not considered?"

Qing Huan shook his head and said, "Not considering innate talent doesn't mean that talent is not needed, but innate spirit power is indeed not valued."

Feng Ya's eyes lit up, and he said, "Even if one's innate spirit power is very low, as long as one enters the inner courtyard, one can be trained to become a Titled Douluo?"

Qing Huan thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the individual. The Inner Court does have the ability to train anyone into a Titled Douluo, but the prerequisite is that they can enter the Inner Court.

You're focusing on the wrong thing! Title Douluo is not the point, and the Inner Court is not the point either... being able to enter the Inner Court is the point!"

Fengya seemed to understand, and with curved eyes, he took Qinghuan's arm and said flatteringly: "Look, you are also from the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, do you want to open a back door for our Great Fighting Spirit Arena? Arrange one or two people to enter the inner courtyard?"

Qing Huan rubbed him unceremoniously, and then said: "Did you not understand what I just said? Just like it is easy to cultivate a Titled Douluo with innate full soul power, the prerequisite is that he must have innate full soul power!

The Inner Court can train people to become Title Douluo, but the prerequisite is that they have the ability to enter the Inner Court!"

Feng Ya blinked, finally understood, and said: "So that's how it is...Okay, then what about your outer courtyard? That should give us some places in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, right?"

Qing Huan felt the softness and said, "As for matters in the outer courtyard, you can ask Tang Yue Hua. I don't really care."

Feng Ya let go of her hand and said unhappily, "You're welcome to take advantage of me. I asked you to do something but you refused to do it...Okay, okay, go ahead. I'll go talk to Tang Yuehua."

Qing Huan said with a smile: "It's a bargain that comes to your doorstep, so why not take advantage of it...Okay, I'm leaving now."

When they reached the door, Feng Ya said, "By the way, all the shops in this town belong to the Great Fighting Spirit Arena. The corresponding shop owners and service staff are all from the Great Fighting Spirit Arena. Don't kill too many people!"

Qing Huan: "..."

……

After leaving Tiandou City, Qinghuan rode the wooden dragon all the way north. The air became noticeably colder.

Three days later, Qing Huan landed on the ground, looked at the map, then looked at the town ahead, and said, "This should be it!"

The girl Lanyin jumped out and said, "Qinghuan, that town gives me a bad feeling... I can feel that there are countless blue silver grasses further north, in the far north, but in this town, there is not a single blue silver grass!"

"I felt it, too." Qing Huan looked down at the ground and said, "There's a strange aura coming up from underground."

Lan Yin pouted and said, "If my real body was here, I would be able to suppress it easily, but now I can't. Without the Blue Silver Grass, I don't have enough strength.

Qing Huan, plant this clone of mine here, and wait for me to slowly expand over there... I don't believe there is any environment that Blue Silver Grass can't adapt to!"

Qinghuan nodded, moved away from the town for a distance, and planted Lanyin's clone after he could no longer sense the breath seeping from the ground.

Once it took root in the ground, the cloned Blue Silver Grass began to grow, and the leaves shook and scattered countless seeds, but only a few Blue Silver Grasses managed to break through the soil, and they died soon after. Lan Yin frowned and said, "It seems a bit troublesome. I need to spend more time and borrow strength from the Blue Silver Grass in the north... Qing Huan, you go ahead and do your work. I'm going to collect the Blue Silver Grass in the Far North."

Qing Huan nodded and said, "Don't be stubborn. If you encounter any danger, notify me in the "System Book".

"Okay, got it." Lan Yin nodded in agreement and disappeared.

Qinghuan also stood up and walked towards the town.

The town doesn't look big, but there are quite a lot of people. Qinghuan felt something was wrong as soon as she stepped into the town.

All the people along the way were soul masters, not a single ordinary person. Moreover, when looking at Qinghuan, the outsider, many of them showed bloodthirsty smiles.

Not only that, outside the town, Qinghuan could only vaguely sense a certain smell permeating from the ground, but when he stepped into the town, this smell suddenly became stronger.

Being in a small town feels like being in a world of ice and snow, but no amount of clothes can stop this kind of coldness, because it does not come from the outside world, but from the bottom of your heart, your soul!

This kind of chill does not affect the body, but the mind.

Qing Huan stood there, feeling it silently for a moment, and his soul followed the chill and extended into the ground...

After a moment, Qinghuan withdrew his spirit, his eyes became cold, then clear again, then cold again, then clear again, repeating over and over again.

If we say that the Blue Silver's domain is filled with the "qi" that she guided the Blue Silver Grass to extract from the void, it is a kind of heaven and earth energy with the attribute of "vitality".

This small town is filled with the "cold" energy of heaven and earth... Saying "cold" is not quite accurate, "cold murderous intent" may be more accurate.

No matter what, it is a kind of vital energy of heaven and earth!
Qinghuan can communicate with heaven and earth through the spirit and soul by borrowing the vital energy of heaven and earth.

Three blue-silver vines like giant pythons suddenly rose from the ground and tightly bound a soul master who was holding a sharp blade and was planning to launch a sneak attack on Qinghuan.

The vines entangled with each other, strangling the soul master in the center. As they continued to grow, the soul master's bones made a "crunching" sound.

"Ah..." The soul master screamed, and his voice suddenly stopped.

"Puff!" Only a pool of blood was left. The soul master was directly crushed to death. A blue silver tree grew on the blood. Pink petals bloomed between the blue and silver leaves.

The people around seemed to be used to it and their expressions remained unchanged, but there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

"So you can kill people, too."

A charming voice rang out, with undisguised joy, saying: "I thought I was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you, Qing Huan!"

Qing Huan seemed to have just come to her senses. She looked at the stunning beauty who came out of a hotel and said with a smile, "Your Holiness."

"Don't call me the Pope here. I'm older than you. Just call me Sister Dong."

Bibi Dong walked to Qing Huan, looked at the blue silver tree, and said, "I was just thinking that with your personality, you might not be able to get by here and need my protection. I didn't expect that you look gentle, but you are so ruthless when it comes to killing people.

But since you are here, I still want to remind you not to indulge in killing!"

Qing Huan laughed and said, "Are you so worried about me?"

Bibi Dong sighed and said, "Environment can change a person's mental state, and this change cannot be changed by personal will.

Now, I think I have a pure heart and a strong will, but I have been affected by this period of time, and from time to time I have the urge to destroy everything. "

"That's because you have separated life. When you realize that life is just life, you will not be affected."

Qing Huan raised her hand, plucked a petal from the Blue Silver Tree, fumbled with it in her hand, and said, “Human life, flower life, grass life, and even the life of an ant under your feet are all life in essence, there is actually no difference.

Picking a flower or gathering a leaf is also destroying life...The withering of some lives is just to embellish the scenery in the eyes of others.

Human life is no different.”

As he spoke, accompanied by a few screams, several blue silver trees sprang up from the ground and grew on several corpses.

(End of this chapter)