Blue Silver Grass Strategy

The Ling family and the Zhang family have been living this way for several generations.

Of course, it is definitely not all between the Ling and Zhang families.

In fact, there are relatives of the Ling family in the seven or eight surrounding villages. As for the Zhang family, it was Zhang Dahe's grandfather who moved here from another village more than 200 miles away.

From the perspective of bloodline, although the Zhang family has not had much wealth after three generations, the children in the family are very popular in the surrounding area.

That is to say, Zhang Dahe and his sister and Ling Xiaoshan and their sister grew up together and have a good relationship, which allowed the Ling family to get such an advantage.

Apart from anything else, the awakened martial spirits of the people in the nearby villages are mostly worthless flowers, plants and vines such as "Blue Silver Grass", "Ivy" and "Morning Glory".

But Zhang Dahe and his grandfather and father are both "hoes" martial souls!

Although he has no soul power, his efficiency when plowing the land is more than twice that of ordinary people!

Well, that’s not the point.

The point is, this is a world with "Martial Spirit"!

"Martial Soul——" Ling Yi turned his head to look at the shelf beside the bed.

There was a clay bowl with many cracks on it. In the bowl, there was a light blue grass, and its leaves were drooping a little, as if it had not yet adapted to the new environment.

This was last night. After Ling Yi learned about the terms such as martial soul, blue silver grass, Douluo Continent, etc. from the conversation between his parents, he asked Ling Xiaoshan for them in his own way.

As for what kind of method...

Last night, dinner was in progress.

"I don't know if Xiaobao can inherit your Zhang family's "hoe" martial spirit." Ling Xiaoshan said with longing.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with sadness, but he whispered: "It should be possible. Although my mother and I both have the "Blue Silver Grass" spirit, my grandfather, my father, my second uncle, and my eldest brother all have the "Hoe" spirit. It seems that as long as they are male, they should all have it..."

“Alas—” Hearing this, Ling Xiaoshan sighed and shook his head slightly: “In our Ling family, almost seven or eight generations ago, everyone had awakened the “Blue Silver Grass” spirit. Only our great-grandfather’s generation awakened the “Morning Glory” spirit, which was also a useless spirit among useless spirits…”

"In the villages within a radius of dozens of miles, only two people with innate soul power have appeared in the past ten years. After those two left, they have never returned. I don't know what other places in Douluo Continent are like..."

After hearing this, even without any other information channels or data to support it, Ling Yi was more than 99% sure:

I have traveled to the world of Douluo Continent!

As for the remaining point...

Maybe, this is a large real-life studio similar to "The Truman Show"?

"First of all, judging from the parents and the family environment around him, he was still able to awaken his martial spirit. In terms of the timeline, it is most likely around the time of the first battle. At least, it must be before the second battle..."

While paying attention to the conversation between his parents, Ling Yi thought to himself:

"Then, both parents' martial spirits are "Blue Silver Grass"? "

"Besides that, the bloodline on the maternal side also has the possibility of awakening the "hoe" martial spirit?"

"Even if I had a 'Scythe' spirit, it would be nice..."

"Depending on the situation, the martial soul that I will awaken in the future will most likely be the Ling family's ancestral "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul."

Thinking of this, Ling Yi couldn't help but frown: "The most important thing is that, counting back seven or eight generations, there is no one with innate soul power on the paternal side. On the maternal side, at least starting from my grandfather Zhang Qiang's father, the old man from the Zhang family who migrated here, there is not a single person who has awakened innate soul power..."

'So, I started with almost nothing?'

'Family, poor!'

"Martial Soul, the truly useless martial soul "Blue Silver Grass"! "

"Soul power, 99% to zero!"

'So, what about the golden fingers that time travelers usually have?'

"System? Space? Inheritance? Grandfather? ..."

Ling Yi shouted in his heart for a while, but as expected, he got nothing in the end.

Coincidentally, his parents' conversation about family matters had just ended. Ling Yi, feeling the hunger in his stomach, shouted out skillfully.

While slurping his dinner skillfully, Ling Yi's eyes were fixed on Ling Xiaoshan, the mother and son standing nearby.

Here, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a little shy when being stared at by Ling Xiaoshan. Just when he was about to ask Ling Xiaoshan to stop looking at him, he saw Ling Yi reaching out his hand to Ling Xiaoshan, grabbing and gesturing with his five pink fingers.

Perhaps it was because of the bond between mother and son, Zhang Xiaoyu followed Ling Yi's gaze and saw the "Blue Silver Grass" leaf that Ling Xiaoshan was holding in his mouth. He raised his hand and stroked Ling Yi's sparsely haired head, and asked softly, "Xiaobao, do you want Daddy's "Blue Silver Grass"? "

Hearing this, Ling Yi took two deep sips of the liquid. His big round eyes blinked and his eyebrows curved into a smile.

"Hey!" Ling Xiaoshan was a little surprised when he saw it, and said happily: "My little treasure can actually understand it, what a smart baby!"

After saying that, he immediately took out the "Blue Silver Grass" leaf that had been chewed one-third of the way from his mouth and handed it to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi seemed even happier. He sucked vigorously with his mouth, and grabbed the light blue grass leaf with his little hand, waving it gently.

Seeing this, both Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu had smiles on their faces.

Babies have limited appetite, and in just a short time, Ling Yi's little belly was filled and he began to concentrate on playing with the grass leaf.

'Inadvertently', as if he saw the end of the grass leaf that had been chewed by Ling Xiaoshan, Ling Yi's little mouth flattened, and then he closed his eyes and started crying.

This crying made Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu panic.

First, he untied the swaddling clothes and checked the diaper. When he saw that the diaper was still dry, Zhang Xiaoyu stuffed the canteen into Ling Yi's mouth again. But Ling Yi pursed his lips and resisted. He just waved his little hands holding the grass leaves in front of the young couple.

Ling Xiaoshan saw this from the side, and as if he had a sudden inspiration, he exclaimed softly: "I know--!"

Then, without even saying anything, he ran out the door without looking back.

Zhang Xiaoyu just raised his hand and was about to call him, but he saw Ling Yi in his arms miraculously stopped crying.

Zhang Xiaoyu: “…”

For a moment, the mother and son, one big and one small, looked at each other in silence.

Not long after, Ling Xiaoshan was seen running back quickly with something in his hand.

Just like that, a simple wooden rack appeared next to the bed of the family of three, and on the wooden rack, there was an old clay bowl with "Blue Silver Grass" planted in it.

Chapter 5: First Steps

It is mid-spring in the 2592nd year of the Douluo calendar.

Ling Yi woke up lazily, smelling the fresh scent of plants and trees filling his nostrils and feeling the warm sunshine shining in from the window.

"It's been a year~"

Ling Yi was lying on his little bed, with blue light and shadows all around him in the corner of his eyes, and he murmured softly.

Last month, Ling Yi celebrated his first birthday in Douluo Continent, his one-year birthday, accompanied by his parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts and other relatives.

In the past month, Ling Yi has also begun to progress from rolling over and crawling to standing and walking.

Perhaps because of the time travel and rebirth, the adult soul has grown again from infancy, and Ling Yi's infant sleep regression period came particularly late, at least it has not appeared yet.

Normally, when babies are three to four months old, they will alternate between deep sleep and light sleep. Their normal sleep will suddenly turn into disordered sleep, with symptoms of early sleep and frequent night awakenings, which will make parents who take care of their babies exhausted.

In addition, newborns sleep mostly for about eighteen to twenty hours, babies between two and three months old sleep for about sixteen to eighteen hours, babies between five to nine months old sleep for about fifteen to sixteen hours, and babies at one year old sleep for about fourteen to fifteen hours.

But Ling Yi is different. From the time he was born to now, one year and one month later, he has basically slept for more than twenty hours a day.

If he had not been in exceptionally good spirits when he woke up, and his eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating were all normal, the Ling and Zhang families would have pooled their money and taken Ling Yi to a big city more than a hundred miles away to ask the soul master to see him.

Although Ling Yi spent most of the year sleeping, he was able to gain a general understanding of his family's situation by carefully observing the baby when he was awake and guiding the direction and content of the conversations of those around him with sporadic words when his vocal cords gradually developed when the baby was four or five months old.

Of course, just like learning to walk, although he can try to stand and walk at an early age, Ling Yi still chooses to be cautious and only moves his body by crawling and turning over to avoid hurting his tender bones. Ling Yi's speaking is also gradual, keeping roughly in sync with the growth of ordinary children.

Back to the information Ling Yi has.

First of all, the time is now the 2592nd year of the Douluo calendar, which means that Ling Yi was born last year in the early spring of the 2591st year of the Douluo calendar.

Ling Yi currently has no idea as to what stage this time point is in the "Douluo Dalu" that he watched in his previous life.

In his previous life, he read the original novel in high school, and watched the anime when he was nearly thirty years old. To be honest, Ling Yi really didn’t pay much attention to the era of the Douluo calendar. He was so focused on watching the gorgeous martial arts spirits and exquisite character modeling. Who would pay attention to these details?

The village where the Ling family lives is located in a truly remote area with very little contact with the outside world. It is also a fantasy to judge it through the celebrities and events on the current Douluo Continent.

Next, let’s talk about geographical location.

Shanhai Village, where the Ling family is located, is located in the capital of the [Shuimu Principality], about 160 miles east of [Muzhi City].

The [Shuimu Principality] is one of the two major empires in Douluo Continent and a vassal state of the [Tiandou Empire]. It is located to the east of the Tiandou territory, and its land area is less than half of the smallest province of the [Tiandou Empire].

In the [Shuimu Principality], there are only three real cities, including the capital "Muzhi City". The others are basically small towns surrounded by villages.

Let’s talk about Shanhai Village. As the name suggests, the village is close to both the mountain and the sea.

To the west of the village is a dirt road leading to the capital city of Muzhi City, with flat farmland on both sides of the road. To the south of the village is a river, coming from the south, passing through many villages along the way, winding outside Shanhai Village and drawing a "辶"-shaped arc, and then running east for seventy or eighty miles to the endless sea.

To the north of the village, behind a forest that is more than twenty miles deep, there are mountains that stretch for who knows how far.

Finally, there is Ling Yi’s family relationships in this life.

On the paternal side, Grandpa Ling Changqing is 39 years old this year, and Grandma Yan Hong is the same age as Grandpa. Father Ling Xiaoshan is 18 years old this year, and mother Zhang Xiaoyu is one year younger than father.

Grandfather Ling Changqing's generation consisted of four people. The eldest, Ling Changshan, went deep into the forest north of the village more than a decade ago and never returned, so he was basically considered dead. The third, Ling Changshui (from the same village), and the fourth, Ling Changxiu (married to a man from the next village). As for the great-grandfather and great-grandmother, they died two years before Ling Yi was born due to illness from long-term overwork.

Maternal line: Grandfather Zhang Qiang, grandmother Lu Yun, uncle Zhang Dahe, aunt (eldest aunt) Ling He, cousin Zhang Lei. Second uncle Zhang Meng (moved to the woman’s village after marriage).

The above is the network of relationships that Ling Yi can access in this life right now.

As for the protagonist group, the [Spirit Hall], the two empires, the upper three sects, the lower four sects, etc., they are all too far away from Ling Yi.

The Ling and Zhang families, who were related to each other in every nearby area, told Ling Yi that, apart from the deacons from the Spirit Hall who came every year to help children of appropriate age awaken their spirits, he could not come into contact with any spirit masters with spirit powers!

I can’t even get in touch with soul masters, let alone get to know the world that belongs to soul masters.

The Ling and Zhang families have dozens of people in total, but only three or four of them have been to the "Muzhi City" 160 miles away, so they can be considered to have seen the world.

Others, such as father Ling Xiaoshan and mother Zhang Xiaoyu, had only ever been to the market in Beikouhe Town, more than 40 miles away.

If Ling Yi wanted to learn more about his current location and timeline, the most convenient way was to go through the Wuhun Branch Hall in Beikouhe Town.

However, if the timeline is around the collapse of the Spirit Hall, then going there now would be like "lighting a lantern in a toilet."

After thinking for a while, Ling Yi looked at his little body which had just turned one year old and a little over one month old. He suppressed his anxiety and started thinking about today's meals.

As the saying goes, food is the first necessity of the people.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

No matter how far the road ahead is, every meal we eat now is crucial.

How can you have the energy to move your body and think freely if you don’t eat enough?

It has been nearly four hundred days since the time travel. The most important issue for Ling Yi right now is not whether he can awaken a powerful martial soul in the martial soul awakening ceremony five years later, nor whether he can awaken his innate soul power.

But the quality of life of Ling Yi's small family of three needs to be improved urgently!

Ling Yi, who is over one year old and has stopped being breastfed for nearly three months, is very worried about her family's two and a half meals a day.

He does not have the "Xuan Tian Gong" that the protagonist of the original novel was born with, but instead eats almost the same thin porridge as the protagonist. The nutrients that can be absorbed from such a diet do not seem like a template for awakening innate soul power.

Chapter 6: The New Song of the Fledgling

Ling Yi turned over and sat up, got off the bed, walked out of the room steadily, and came to his own courtyard.

At this time, the house was empty. Both father Ling Xiaoshan and mother Zhang Xiaoyu went to the fields outside the village to prepare for this year's spring plowing.

Although Ling Yi has not shown any surprising behavior in the past year or so of living together, he is well-behaved and sensible, which allows his parents, elders and others to rest assured that he can play by himself at home.

His eyes swept around the spacious yard, and what he saw was the blue ground. Without much hesitation, Ling Yi stepped on the "Blue Silver Grass" on the ground and walked straight to the side of the courtyard wall.

Then, Ling Yi pulled off a handful of thin yellow vines from a patch of emerald green "ivy" climbing on the wall, and without leaving, he sat down on the spot and started fiddling with it with his head down.

Fortunately, Ling Yi had never caused Zhang Xiaoyu and others any trouble with his physical hygiene since he was a child, so he avoided the embarrassing situation of wearing open-crotch pants, and did not let the leaves of the "Blue Silver Grass" on the ground directly touch certain delicate parts of his body.

He pulled out the thin yellow vines in his hand one by one, straightened them, and aligned them at one end and placed them on a piece of open space in front of him where no "Blue Silver Grass" was growing.

The vines of "Ivy" are usually green with tiny barbs, but these are certainly not.

"Violet grass" is the name of these yellow vines that Ling Yi learned from his parents. The specific origin is no longer known. Anyway, I heard that the entire [Shuimu Principality] calls it that, and I think it's probably the same in Douluo Continent.

Of course, in Ling Yi's eyes, this thing has another name - "Cuscuta australis".

It seemed to be a very common weed in my hometown in the countryside in my previous life. It often parasitized on plants beside fields, on sunny slopes, in roadside bushes, and near graves.