Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

The dark blue silver grass that had just evolved into its ultimate form, after it devoured the "toxins" and "blood" in the old Blue Silver Emperor's body, could no longer reach the terrifying toxin of "paraquat".

Death, withering, turning into dust.

"Sacrifice is inevitable!"

"The sacrifice you made has fulfilled my martial soul. I will remember your evolutionary direction and wait for the next successor!"

With a sigh, Han Tao did not miss it.

Looking forward, just in the decayed body of the old Blue Silver Emperor, in the scattered dust of the extreme dark blue silver grass, a new and dazzling flower was born.

Sitting down, knocking on the gurgling water in the cracks of the rocks, the showering raindrops dripped down the skin.

"The form of the Blue Silver Demon Emperor."

"The former Blue Silver Emperor may be able to give me the answer."

Aze, is its former name.

However, the thousands of soul beasts in the Sun and Moon Continent generally use honorifics when communicating with it, causing it to almost forget its own name.

Its body is surrounded by three leaves, and the central bud is a drop of crystal reflection.

"Aze?"

"Can you tell me why you use the three-leaf structure?"

Han Tao looked a little hesitant.

Because he was not sure.

Was it not aware of the nine-leaf structure, and had no choice but to choose the three-leaf form, or was it the final draft after repeated consideration and weighing.

"Obviously the latter!"

"If you don't understand the nine-leaf structure, how can you master the foundation that I can't break?"

Not long after, Han Tao came to a conclusion.

Aze's heart was mixed with a bit of hatred, but he was helpless in the face of the strength of strength. He restrained all this very well and hid it deep in his heart.

"Han Tao, I am different from you!"

"Your Blue Silver Emperor takes the group route, and needs more leaves to link the macro."

The macro nine leaves, the tribe is a whole.

The Blue Silver Emperor can mobilize the power of the entire tribe to counter external attacks that cannot be resisted, such as heavenly tribulation and divine punishment.

Aze emphasized: "And I prefer the evolution of the lone wolf law."

"Everything is based on oneself as the top priority, everything is based on one's own adaptation, the blue silver tribe is just a medium that provides me with background and reference."

"Han Tao, I can't always protect myself as the nanny of the tribe like you."

Selfishness is its only interpretation.

However, Han Tao did not express his opinion on this, because the talents, experiences, and luck of each soul beast are completely different.

They will naturally extend their own evolutionary direction, and diversity is beneficial to the entire tribe.

"Three leaves, the colors are red, gold, and blue."

"What power do they represent?"

Han Tao traced the answer.

The Blue Silver Dominant Eye guided the mental power and vision, penetrated its body, and comprehended the inner structure under the microscopic level.

"Golden grass leaves represent blood."

"Blue grass leaves carry thunder."

"Red grass leaves."

After looking for a long time, Han Tao still couldn't get an answer.

"Hmph, you are ignorant!"

Aze turned his head away proudly: "You can only see the most superficial part of my body structure, and you cannot appreciate the charm of the system."

"What do you mean?"

Han Tao raised his eyebrows.

Aze said in a somewhat condescending manner: "The blue leaves are the result of my picking from the Thundering Hell Vine, and thunder can help the bloodline evolve."

"It is accompanied by the golden leaves and forms a bloodline tempering system."

Han Tao could not deny it.

But he could feel that it had more answers, so Han Tao deliberately provoked it.

"That's it, what else did I think it was?"

"It's just a bloodline and thunder system. I think only soul beasts who have never seen the world will treat it as a system."

The minds of soul beasts are not complicated. At least they are not as slow and silent as humans, and they will not preset various plans and conspiracies.

Hearing the contemptuous ridicule, it seemed to be aroused by the pain point, and roared in defense.

"What do you know?"

It shook its red leaves ostentatiously and shouted coldly: "Did you see this red leaf?"

"Of course!" Han Tao nodded: "It's just an ordinary leaf, dotted with a little red, it looks more beautiful?"

"You know shit!"

Aze cursed: "It's the leaf of luck, it can collect my luck power, and then take effect at the critical moment."

"Control your own luck power!"

In the illusion, Han Tao remembered this term.

Its ability is limited, it can't affect the luck power between heaven and earth, but it can affect its own luck power.

In normal times, the luck power is gathered into the grass leaves, waiting for the use at the critical moment.

"In normal times, even without the help of luck, it won't be too unlucky."

"And when the bloodline evolves and adapts to the critical moment, if there is the help of accumulated luck, perhaps everything will be completely different!"

Looking at this red leaf.

After a long time, Han Tao turned to the body of the Blue Silver Emperor.

"I guess you were able to evolve dew and resist the special structure of mental shock with the help of the power of red leaves?"

"Yes!"

Blue Silver Emperor did not refute: "It is precisely because of its birth that my luck for thousands of years has been exhausted."

"That's why I looked decadent and powerless when facing your paraquat!"

It was trying to justify itself, perhaps this was not a reason, but a fact.

Red leaves, relatively dim.

"Blue Silver Emperor, you are very smart!"

Han Tao praised: "Even in the face of certain death, you can still find a way to survive, which forced me to change my mind."

Blue Silver Emperor was not angered by his own words.

It deliberately told me this, but it was just going down the slope and finding the other side of life by taking advantage of the anger.

"Human soul master, human strongman, I know you want to use me!"

"I am also willing to help you, and I am also willing to help the entire tribe to find a way to fight against paraquat, but all this takes time!"

After hundreds of thousands of years, using the power of luck, adapt to the resistance of one field after another.

Based on luck, build a three-leaf structure of thunder and blood.

"Oh, no!"

"It is no longer a complete three-leaf structure now. It has mastered the law of spiritual power transformation that is longing for autumn water."

It is moving towards perfection, moving forward steadily, and perhaps one day it will reach the other side.

It is a pity that all this has become Han Tao's wedding dress.

Han Tao asked: "How long does it take?"

"How long does it take to complete the accumulation of the power of destiny and get the results of evolution?"

Aze fell silent.

Soul beasts and soul masters have completely different concepts of time.

Hundred years, thousand years, ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, in the eyes of soul beasts, are just a fleeting stroke, but they are the endless rest of a soul master's life.

Aze gritted his teeth: "One thousand years!"

"It will take at least a thousand years for me to complete the accumulation of the power of destiny and evolve the answer you want!"

"One thousand years?"

"Or at least a thousand years, do you know how long my life span is?"

Han Tao was slightly dissatisfied.

Through the illusion, he realized the truth behind its words, and the truth was just as bleak as expected.