Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"This moment, not that moment?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Han Tao in a daze.

As a member of the Xingluo Empire's royal family, she didn't know Han Tao's past

A Yin: "Not born strong?"

Han Tao shook his head: "Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, innate level 1 soul power!"

"Born strong, destined not to be with me."

Step by step, step by step, theoretical exploration, encouraged to step onto the stage of the strong.

With the same Yin-Yang eyes of ice and fire, Han Tao now followed his memories and suddenly came to the past.

"Once upon a time, every thousand-year-old blue silver grass was extremely precious to me."

"But now, the martial soul has broken through to the extreme!"

"The urgent need for the blue silver origin for the martial soul to evolve is greater than my need for experimental samples."

Zhu Zhuqing was confused.

And Yin, as the emperor of the blue silver tribe, understood a little bit.

"But."

"As you said, your martial soul is already the ultimate martial soul, and you have a 100,000-year-old blue silver emperor leg bone."

Han Tao looked at her: "Then what?"

"The origin of the ultimate martial soul itself is stronger than the 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone."

"Even if you push the origin soul ring to 100,000 years, it will only increase your total origin by 20%-30%, which is not enough to form a qualitative change."

"Indeed!" Han Tao nodded in approval: "The power of the origin is indeed not enough to form a qualitative change, but every bit of enhancement is precious to me."

A Yin: "No! That's not the case!"

"The significance of the blue silver grass experimental sample is far greater than your need for the power of the origin."

"There are thousands of ways for the evolution of blue silver grass. Han Tao, have you ever considered independently developing a vein with an upper limit for the evolutionary energy?"

Han Tao was stunned.

This statement touched me.

"Is there really such an evolutionary method on Douluo Continent?"

A Yin was a little confident: "Yes!"

"With the evolutionary method that carries the upper limit of energy, the soul beasts born often have little combat power."

"There is no need to break through the bloodline, the mental power does not need to break through, and even the heavenly tribulation every 100,000 years does not need to be experienced!"

Han Tao suddenly realized.

I immediately understood what she was talking about.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, the only strange soul beast that has broken through a million years.

"A single blue silver grass does not need to consider the storage of the source power."

"But the blue silver group, the [blue silver] in the cluster state, naturally has more macro considerations."

"The evolutionary context with energy storage as the core"

Since the choice has been made, Han Tao's eyes are calm and he scans the overall situation of the ice and fire Yin and Yang Eyes.

"Just as you said."

Looking at A Yin again, he declared his will: "Inform the Blue Silver King to find an evolutionary direction to increase the carrying capacity of the blue silver source and the recovery speed of the blue silver source."

After speaking, Han Tao left the ice and fire Yin and Yang Eyes.

Two days later,

Seven Treasures Glazed Sect welcomed a guest.

"Dean Flanders?"

Zhao Wuji saw the former dean coming and hurried to greet him.

Because the powerful King Kong Bear Martial Soul naturally possesses soul pressure and soul vibration, it can assist low-level and high-level soul masters in their cultivation.

Zhao Wuji's status in the sect is not low.

"Dean, why are you here?"

Flanders looked at him blankly. His former teacher still retained his previous respect for him when he was disabled.

"Ning Fengzhi, you have a good eye."

He sighed a little, and then said as if it was a matter of fact: "I came here not to apply for the college funding."

"I want to see Ye Lingling."

Flanders did not act on his own.

If it was Yu Xiaogang who came, he would definitely follow the common sense logic of Douluo Continent and look for Ye Junlan to guide the route.

And Flanders followed Han Tao's opinion.

"Please wait!"

The guard heard his request and brought Dean Flanders to Ye Lingling's side.

"Han Tao, Ning Rongrong?"

The two were standing next to Ye Lingling. When they saw Dean Flanders coming in, they greeted him.

Ning Rongrong tiptoed to her father's room and took out a cup of concentration tea, and poured two leaves into Flanders' teacup.

"Do you need sugar?"

"No!" Flanders waved his hand casually.

Han Tao's expression became serious, and Ye Lingling showed expectation, as if he saw a researcher and a white mouse.

"Dean Flanders, you came here this time, I guess, to take a new path?"

He nodded: "Yes!"

Ye Lingling walked forward, gently took Ning Rongrong's teacup, and then swore to Flanders.

"In order to ensure the accuracy of the experiment, other interferences should be eliminated."

"This pot of tea, let's wait until the experiment is successful before enjoying it."

As she spoke, Han Tao took out a test tube from the soul guide.

Inside the test tube is scarlet blood, with a hint of gold in the depths of the blood.

"Blood of the Golden Holy Dragon."

"The ultimate blood tempering can only provide a soul master with 90 points of physical data at most, and your cat-owl is a high-level martial soul, and has been tempered by blood at the Soul Saint stage."

"Therefore, this bottle of high-level blood can only bring you 20-90 points of physical data at most."

Ye Lingling whispered.

Han Tao stared at his body: "Level 79 Soul Saint, high-level martial soul, growth physical data 246.4, racial talent 0-20, blood tempering 0-70."

He took out an iron block with precise weights and placed it directly in front of Flanders: "Here, let's test it."

"good!"

Flender stepped forward, tightening the muscles in his chest and arms, and lifted the huge 24,000KG iron block.

"In order to ensure the integrity of his condition, Ye Lingling, give him a wave of treatment."

Ye Lingling was just about to summon the martial spirit when he saw Ning Rongrong wave his hand: "It doesn't have to be so complicated."

"The nine treasures turn out to be colored glaze, and the nine treasures have names. One is: Power!"

The amplified light was engraved on Flanders.

"Assistant soul masters can know their own growth and improvement data, and this part of the data, with the support of theory, can infer Flanders' true physique."

Han Tao nodded.

According to Ning Rongrong's method, it can indeed be more precise.

"The increase in strength is 17760KG, and my increase is 60%. Flanders' actual physical data is 296."

Ye Lingling took out a pen and paper and jotted down the data.

Han Tao is still a little hesitant, and his cautious nature is one of the qualities of research.

He gently took Ning Rongrong's arm and said in a soft and affectionate tone: "Rongrong, although I believe you, there must be no mistakes in research."

"In order to ensure that the data is absolutely correct, I hope Dean Friend can measure it again."

She lowered her eyelashes shyly: "Yeah!"

"I will definitely agree to your request."

"Ahem!" Ye Lingling glanced at her dissatisfied.

Flanders smiled, and when he saw the appearance of the two of them, there was a hint of sweetness in them.

However, when he thought of himself and Liu Erlong, his face suddenly turned into pig liver.

He stepped forward unswervingly and struggled to lift the 29,000kg deep-sea heavy iron. The cold sweat on his forehead proved that he had reached his limit.

Although the deep-sea sunken iron is not as expensive as the deep-sea sunken silver, this device cannot be used without one hundred thousand gold soul coins.

"Can!"

"The data is correct!"

Ye Lingling turned her head, her short silver hair fluttering like the hem of her skirt, and the fragrance penetrated to Han Tao's nose.

Together with the white dress, it adds a touch of silvery light to the world.

"Are you wearing perfume?" Ning Rongrong was dissatisfied: "Bloodline research requires pragmatism, how can we add such interference factors?"

"Of course not. This is the smell that comes with making up for the martial soul's foundation."

His tone was soft and his bright eyes had a hint of innocence.

"Damn it!" Ning Rongrong gritted his teeth.

"Okay, let's do the experiment first!"

Han Tao waved his hand, took out the blood test tube and a needle and handed them to Flanders.

"Absorbing high-level blood will cause terrible pain. I hope you can endure it."

"Even though she fainted from pain, she could still be rescued by Ye Lingling. Jiuxin Haitang is so domineering."

Ye Lingling looked at him hesitantly: "But in this case, you will lose the detailed perception when absorbing blood."

"This is not good for your growth, and it is not good for my research."