Blue Silver Grass Strategy

The soul power in the body moved instantly, and in an instant it turned into a ball of active energy emitting green light, like an attractive fruit on the stems and leaves of the "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul.

Holding the "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul and active energy in the palm of his right hand, Ling Yi pressed it against his chest.

In an instant, the active energy like spring rain permeated the body, and the qi and blood were still slightly churning, like oil cooking in a raging fire, with even greater momentum, or like a long-awaited rain, moistening everything silently.

When only a little over % of the soul power was left in his body, Ling Yi felt the emptiness of his meridians, but there was a bright smile from the heart on his face.

At this time, except for the slight widening of the meridians inside and outside Ling Yi's body, the internal organs, bones, fascia, muscles, skin, etc., every part of the body inside and outside have been strengthened to a certain extent.

Although not as strong as before when the soul power was in a fast-running state, these enhancements are permanent!

The soul skill, Galloping Horse, comes from the first soul ring soul skill of the cavalry battalion squad leader Ma Huatao. According to him, the soul ring comes from a "Red Blood Horse" that has been cultivated for more than 80 years.

Soul skill effects: consume soul power, accelerate blood circulation in the body, strengthen muscle strength, and increase overall status. The effect depends on the amount of soul power consumed, and the upper limit of strength is estimated to be around 1,000 kilograms.

After Ling Yi finished analyzing it and used his own soul power to operate the soul skill's route, as the first move of "Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing", its effect is to consume soul power and convert it into the energy used when the soul skill strengthens the body, achieving almost the same effect as when Ma Huatao performed the first soul skill.

Moreover, because the soul power does not undergo transformation through the internal imprinting of the martial soul and the soul ring, but takes place entirely within the body, a portion of the strengthening effect can be retained.

The effect of a single enhancement may not be obvious, but as time goes by, Ling Yi is confident that he can completely solidify the enhancement effect of this soul skill in his body!

The same is true for the second move in “Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing”: Soul Skill·Snake Strangling; the third move: Soul Skill·Light as a Swallow; the fourth move: Soul Skill·Tiger Roaring; the fifth move: Soul Skill·Bull Charge.

The fierce horse focuses on training strength, the spirit snake focuses on training tendons, the flying swallow focuses on training qi, the fierce tiger focuses on training bones, and the wild bull focuses on training skin.

These five soul skills were carefully selected by Ling Yi from more than 20,000 soldiers in the entire Hanfeng Camp.

They have one thing in common, that is, they are all spirit rings and spirit skills from spirit beasts under a hundred years old!

There is no way. The effects of soul rings and soul skills that are more than a hundred years old will definitely be better and stronger, but their complexity will also increase exponentially.

For Ling Yi today, the effects of these spirit rings and spirit skills that are less than a hundred years old are enough to strengthen himself.

By practicing "Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing" every day, the physical fitness will be rapidly and steadily enhanced. With the cross-effects of the five beast-shaped boxing postures, the width and toughness of Ling Yi's meridians will also be expanded and strengthened bit by bit.

"Then, the next step is to improve your mental strength and transform your external environment..."

Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Ling Yi picked a few leaves of "Blue Silver Grass" and threw them into his mouth. He put on his shoes, turned around and walked out of the tent.

It’s time to eat~

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Chapter 65 Hard-working teenager

It is November of the year in the Douluo calendar.

While the [Shuimu Principality] in the north was covered in ice and snow, the [Yulong Mountains] were still full of birdsong, flowers and green trees because of its geographical location and abundant natural energy.

Yulong Mountain, the main peak of the "Yulong Mountain Range", is more than a thousand feet high. The top of the mountain is bare, with only huge black rocks with a metallic luster standing still in the strong winds in the sky.

On the mountainside, a stretch of buildings that stretch for several miles are built against the mountain. They are all majestic and magnificent, and in the thin white mist, they have a hazy and magical artistic conception.

"...Brother, His Majesty Haotian didn't come to this conference, but Tang Zhen is still so tough in his words and deeds. It's really infuriating--"

In a hall on the mountainside, a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes was talking to another middle-aged man sitting in the main seat with an unhappy look on his face.

“Erlong~” The middle-aged man on the main seat waved his hand and said calmly: “With the support of His Majesty Haotian, who is at level ninety-nine, Tang Zhen is very confident, so he can naturally do this…”

The middle-aged man in the main seat also has a heroic appearance. Compared with the young man with sword-like eyebrows and an aggressive look between his brows, his aura is more dignified and restrained.

“Tsk—” the sword-browed young man curled his lips upon hearing this, “He hasn’t even become a Titled Douluo yet, what’s so great about him, Tang Zhen? When you, big brother, break through to become a Titled Douluo, together with father and great grandfather, our [Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family] will have three Titles in one family, which is much stronger than the [Haotian Sect] which is supported by only His Majesty Haotian—!”

"In terms of background, our [Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family] cannot be compared to his [Clear Sky Hammer-Tang Family]~

I admit that in terms of martial spirit quality, the "Clear Sky Hammer" is a top martial spirit, but if it weren't for the talented His Majesty the Clear Sky, they..."

"Alright!" The middle-aged man in charge interrupted the sword-browed young man's words, looked at him with intimidation, and said in a deep voice: "We must respect the strong. Although Erlong, Tang Zhen is far inferior to Haotian Your Majesty, but now you are also a Contra-level being. If you say this in the family, we will only treat you as a mouth-watering person, but if you are outside..."

Under the gaze of the eldest brother, the young man called Erlong smiled awkwardly, "Hehe~ I... I am just... angry. Tang Zhen didn't give you face at the conference——"

"..." The middle-aged man in the main seat stared at the other party without saying a word. When the other party's eyes wandered and looked around, he slowly said: "If you really want to be angry, then practice hard. You are twenty-four years old this year, but your strength has not yet reached the level of Soul King. Erlong, you should concentrate--"

"You should know that the period before the age of thirty is the golden period for increasing strength. After that, the energy required to improve will increase exponentially~"

"And~" At this point, the middle-aged man in the main seat paused, pondered for a few breaths, and then continued: "Your woman outside, you should make your own arrangements. Don't think that your father doesn't tell you because he doesn't know. He just doesn't bother to take care of you--"

When the sword-browed young man heard this, his expression changed, and he felt a little restless. He looked at the middle-aged man in the main seat nervously: "Brother, father he...he...really knew about Yanyan's affairs?! Then...then...then Yue'er she...she..."

"My sister-in-law doesn't know yet~" The middle-aged man in the main seat shook his head and said, "But you'd better tell her as soon as possible. The one outside... is called Liu Yan, right? Should you bring her back to the family, or what? Deal with it as soon as possible~

After that, you should practice wholeheartedly. In Douluo Continent, strength is everything. If your strength cannot keep up, the people below you will not obey you..."

After the lecture, the young man called Erlong just nodded in agreement and no longer had the indignant attitude he had at the beginning. On the contrary, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat at the top remained calm from beginning to end, like a calm sea.

Afterwards, the two discussed clan affairs and the areas that various forces needed to pay attention to at the previous conference.

Finally, the middle-aged man in the main seat showed a change in expression. He frowned for the first time. While the sword-browed young man was feeling anxious, he asked, "What happened to Xiaogang now?"

'call--'

When the young man with sword-like eyebrows heard this question, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The big brother in front of him was so powerful that he was almost intimidated.

After feeling relieved, the sword-browed young man quickly responded: "Xiaogang is practicing very hard. Before I came here, I saw him running in his yard, carrying a stone on his back--"

"He hasn't given up cultivation yet?" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in the main seat frowned even more tightly. "With his martial soul's malignant mutation and his innate half-level soul power, even if he cultivates, he won't get any results. Didn't he listen to me and learn aristocratic etiquette and management experience?

If you learn well, you can at least help manage the family affairs in the future..."

"No~" The sword-browed young man shook his head helplessly: "He is still unwilling. You, as my father, are only one step away from becoming a Titled Douluo, but he..."

The middle-aged man in the main seat was speechless for a moment. After a while, he said, "Forget it. If he wants to practice, let him practice. It's not a bad thing to have a higher strength. It's the same for management. It will be the same if he learns again when his strength reaches a bottleneck in a few years~"

"What is his current strength?" the middle-aged man asked again.

The sword-browed young man thought for a moment and replied, "He is already a spirit master. The spirit ring he obtained three months ago..."

"Soul Master..." the middle-aged man muttered in a low voice, and his hand on the armrest of the seat beside him was clenched into a fist.

“Big brother~” Seeing this, the sword-browed young man whispered to comfort him: “Xiaogang is only nine years old now. It’s good enough for him to become a first-ring spirit master…”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat raised his head, looked at him quietly, and said nothing.

"Uh~" The young man with sword-like eyebrows smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.

Yes, his eldest brother, Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the [Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family], has an innate soul power of level nine and a half. Now, at the age of fifty, he is already an eighty-nine-level Soul Douluo. His son Yu Xiaogang had a malignant mutation in his soul during the soul awakening ceremony three years ago, and the awakened innate soul power is only half a level!

This incident has become a joke and a shame for the entire [Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family].

Compared to his nephew Yu Xiaogang, the sword-browed young man, Yu Luomian, remembered the kid named Tang Hao who followed Tang Zhen at the previous sect conference. He was only sixteen years old, but he was already a level 45 Soul Sect Master. There was simply a huge difference between them!

Upon hearing about his son Yu Xiaogang's recent situation, Yu Yuanzhen lost interest, waved his hand and stopped talking. Yu Luomian also said tactfully, "I'll go back to practice~", then turned around and left quickly.

Passing by a large courtyard, Yu Luomian stopped, but ultimately did not move forward, and continued to walk away.

With his current high-level strength in the Soul Sect, he could hear the violent breathing sound like a broken bellows in the small courtyard, and could also hear the conversation between several young people in another courtyard not far away.

"Did you see that? That loser is running around in circles in the yard again~"

"You should lower your voice. After all, you are also the clan leader's son, and your hard work is worthy of recognition~"

"That's right! If you had worked so hard, you would have become a Soul Master by now—"

"Tsk~ I just didn't work that hard. I'm a great soul master now!"

"What do you think is the soul skill of his first soul ring? Why have we never seen him use it? It's been three months, and I've only seen him running in circles with a stone on his back, and I haven't seen him summon that pig to practice his soul skill..."

"I don't know, I haven't seen him, but it's him. Every time he runs away, he's almost crippled. Aunt Lian, a healing Soul Emperor, comes to treat him, and there are those medicinal baths..."

"Xiao Ming just said that he is the son of the clan leader after all, so it is normal for him to receive such treatment. Besides, Second Uncle also gave him a heads-up before..."

A few people were talking and laughing in low voices. In addition, the distance between the two courtyards was not very close. The short-haired boy who was running with weights in the other courtyard did not hear the conversation. He just kept running.

Chapter 66 Trajectory of Destiny

At the same time, in the territory of the Xingluo Empire, the Haotian Sect is located.

“Ding! Ding! Ding ding ding…”

Amidst the violent knocking sounds, four halos, two yellow and two purple, swirled around a tall young man.

Not far away, a young man who was equally tall but more muscular was watching the boy's every move with sharp eyes, sometimes nodding and smiling, and sometimes frowning his thick, straight eyebrows.

'Although the young master's strength has improved rapidly, he is still too impatient and cannot calm down to feel the changes in his strength. He just blindly uses his powerful strength to forcibly control the "Clear Sky Hammer" in his hand...'

"clang--!"

A loud bang that pierced the clouds and split the rocks exploded, interrupting the burly young man's thoughts.

"Titan~" The young man held a hammer in one hand, turned to look at the burly young man, raised his chin, and asked: "Come and take a look..."

"Yes! Young Master~" Upon hearing the words, the burly young man named Titan immediately stepped forward.

Just as the Titan soul covered his hand and picked up a hot sword emitting high temperature, the boy did not pay attention to it. Instead, he looked at the window on the side and looked at the rolling mountains outside the window. His mind was full of thoughts:

"You are still too weak. In the next tournament, I, Tang Hao, will not be just a Soul Sect. I will become a Soul Saint, a Soul Douluo, and... a Titled Douluo! !"

……

Just when the sixteen-year-old Tang Hao made a vow in his heart, Yu Luomian, thousands of miles away, after dealing with some family affairs, used the excuse of official business to leave the "Yulong Mountains" where the [Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family] was located.

A few days later, in the Tiandou Empire, Lorraine City, a small courtyard in the east of the city.

Inside the courtyard, a young woman in her twenties, hugged a little girl, looked at the tall figure who was about to turn around and leave, and asked softly, "Luo Mian, when will you come next time? Erlong misses you~"

The young woman was wearing a simple green cloth skirt, with a wisp of black hair tied up with a cloth scarf. Her facial features were delicate and charming on her jade-like face, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque.

At this moment, in those big eyes as dark as lacquer, there was a bit of reluctance and expectation as he silently looked at the tall figure.

The tall figure, Yu Luomian, stopped and nodded to the young woman in the cloth skirt. Then he squatted down and looked directly at the little girl who was also reluctant to leave. He smiled and said, "Father promises you that when Erlong celebrates his third birthday, he will definitely come to accompany you, okay?"

……

[Xingluo Empire], Gengxin City, the fourth floor of the Blacksmith Association headquarters.

A short, fat creature shaped like a ball, with a strong smell of metal and charcoal, pushed open the door of a room and shouted, "Master, you called me?"

In the dazzling sunlight shining in from the window of the room, through the large beard on the short and fat creature's face, from the contours of his facial features, his eyes that were still dark, bright and energetic, his skin that was stained with coal dust and metal powder but still shiny and elastic, etc., it can be seen that the other party should be young, at most thirty years old, and less than forty years old.

Inside the room, behind a huge workbench filled with all kinds of items, a gray-haired old man raised his head and glared at the short and fat young man unhappily: "Nonsense, of course I called you, otherwise how could you come down from the fifth floor?"

“Yes, yes, yes~” Hearing this, the short and fat young man nodded his head in a funny way and said quickly: “Master, if you have anything to do, just tell me. I will definitely do it properly and beautifully…”

"Alright, alright~" The white-haired old man waved his hand, motioning the short and fat young man to come over and talk.

When the short and fat young man came to the workbench, he pursed his lips and asked the other party to sit down. Then he picked up the two metal ingots on the table in front of him and said:

"It's like this. Your forging skills have now reached the Grandmaster level. The next step is to find your own path to becoming a master craftsman~"

Hearing the word 'Master Craftsman', the short, fat young man with a beard who originally looked a little careless subconsciously straightened his round waist and looked at the old man in front of him with a stern face, as if listening.

"Every blacksmith is actually the same before he becomes a master~" Without paying attention to the changes in the short and fat young man, the white-haired old man continued to fiddle with the metal ingot in his hand, speaking slowly:

"A senior blacksmith starts with the Hundred Forgings, honing his skills step by step, and practice makes perfect; he tests the effects of the fusion of different metals again and again, and finally understands it.

Only when you can smelt a metal alloy that can withstand a thousand forgings and successfully temper it into shape, can you become a blacksmith..."

At this point, the white-haired old man seemed to have thought of something and said something off topic: "Last year, that brat Titan wrote to me and asked me if I could be considered a blacksmith if I could simply forge a metal a thousand times and succeed~"

"Titan?" The short and fat young man trembled when he heard the words, he couldn't tell whether it was the beard or the eyebrows, and interjected and asked: "Isn't that guy a blacksmith long ago? I remember, the last time we met, he He is already a master blacksmith, and his attainments are not inferior to mine at all..."

"I guess they are asking on behalf of the Tang family~" The white-haired old man shook his head, not wanting to say anything more.

However, the short and fat young man became curious and asked, "Then, teacher, how did you answer him?

In theory, the strength that can be achieved by forging a single metal thousands of times is not weaker than that of forging an alloy thousands of times, but the properties are too single, and the tools forged from it are probably..."

Before the short and fat young man could finish, the white-haired old man said calmly: "I wrote him back and told him that he is also a blacksmith, and a blacksmith with great talent. He has the potential to become a master blacksmith in the future-"

The short and fat young man blinked and stared blankly at his teacher's serious face.

“Bang!” “Ouch! Hiss!”

The short and fat young man rubbed his head. The white-haired old man took back his hand and put the metal ingot, which was stained with a little carbon ash and metal powder, on the workbench. He cursed in a low voice: "Idiot~"

"Hiss - what is that?" The short and fat young man took a breath and said indignantly: "I know that you are trying to do good to that person. After all, his martial spirit is so unique that he can easily complete the tempering of materials..."

The most important thing is, they are the number one sect in the world, backed by a 99th-level peerless douluo, and below them there are nearly a dozen soul douluos and soul saints. With such power and strength, they are willing to learn forging and work part-time as a blacksmith. It is all to give face to the profession of blacksmith!

Neither the white-haired old man nor the short and fat young man said this out loud, and they both assumed that the other party had not expected it.