Blue Silver Grass Strategy

Ling Yi still remembers that during a Qingming Festival before the time travel, he went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors and saw quite a few of them along the country roads. Several crooked trees were parasitized by these things and looked sick.

Let's not talk about small things. In Ling Yi's pair of big black and white eyes, there was a reflection of ten pink and white fingers flying up and down. After a short while, two things, one big and one small, appeared in front of Ling Yi.

"Hu~~"

Ling Yi let out a light breath, looking at the things in his left and right hands respectively, his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end, instead he murmured in his heart: "I haven't made it for a long time, my craftsmanship has deteriorated a lot——"

Fortunately, at least the function was not bad, it was just not very beautiful, so Ling Yi didn't worry too much about it.

He stood up, walked to the gate of the yard with his short legs, bent down, stuck out his butt, and started fiddling with it again.

……

The big sun in the sky continued to radiate its own heat, dispelling the remaining chill on the earth.

Near noon, a series of footsteps came from afar and arrived outside the Ling family's courtyard gate.

"Squeak—!"

The 70% new wooden door, with burrs almost worn off, made a harsh sound, and a figure walked in.

The visitor first looked at the "Blue Silver Grass" all over the yard, with a helpless look on his face. Then he shook his head slightly and continued walking into the yard.

Unexpectedly, before he had taken a few steps, he felt something tightening his ankle. If it were not for years of hard work that made his waist and abdomen strong and his steps steady, he would have staggered.

The man looked down and saw that there was a yellow "rope" as thick as a child's little finger around his ankle, and a short branch as thick as a thumb was stuck in the soil a few inches away from his foot, with only a small part left on the ground.

"WTF?"

As he spoke, he lifted his trapped foot with force, and the yellow "rope" on his ankle broke, and a small branch next to it was pulled out of the ground.

He kicked his legs to get rid of the remnants hanging on his feet, and shouted: "Xiao Yi! Come out! I see you——!"

As he said this, he looked towards the door of the main house.

The next second, Ling Yi appeared there, trotting towards the gate, with his arms outstretched, shouting, "Uncle, you're here!"

"Why--!"

Zhang Dahe quickly squatted down and grabbed Ling Yi, and gently rubbed his bearded chin on Ling Yi's pink and tender face. Then, the two of them put their foreheads together and looked into each other's eyes. "You kid, I just told that naughty monkey Brother Ni Lei that you are well-behaved and sensible, and you do this to me?"

As he spoke, Zhang Dahe held Ling Yi in his right hand, and pulled on his ankle with his left hand, bringing the yellow "rope" debris in front of the two of them.

"what?"

Before Ling Yi could say anything, Zhang Dahe took a closer look at the 'rope' and asked curiously: "Is this... 'Violet Grass'?"

"Wouldn't this thing break if you pulled it? Several of them were tangled together and it almost tripped me?"

"And..." Zhang Dahe picked up another small branch from the ground next to him, held it together with the 'rope', looked at it back and forth for a few times, turned his head to look at Ling Yi, and asked with a tut, "Did you make this thing, little guy?"

Ling Yi nodded, opened his big round eyes, and said: "Yeah~"

Zhang Dahe asked with great interest: "Are there any more? Show uncle~"

"Over there..." Ling Yi leaned on Zhang Dahe's arms, raised his hand and pointed a few steps away, saying: "There is another one..."

Zhang Dahe stood up holding Ling Yi, walked towards the place Ling Yi pointed, bent down, and saw a small yellow net the size of two palms between several blue silver grasses.

……

As the sun was setting, when Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu returned home against the backdrop of the sunset, they saw their brother-in-law/eldest brother Zhang Dahe lying on the ground in their yard, with his butt sticking out, fiddling with something.

His well-behaved and sensible son Ling Yi was sitting on the stone steps in front of the main house not far away, knitting something with his tender little white hands.

Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu looked at each other, wondering what game the uncle and nephew were playing.

But night was approaching, and the fatigue from a day's work and the hunger in their stomachs urged them to focus on dinner.

At noon, the two of them each ate a piece of bread they had brought to the field. It had already been completely digested by now. If they had any questions, they could wait until they reached the dinner table to ask.

……

"So, this 'lasso' and 'rattan net' that Xiao Yi made up can be used to catch pheasants, hares, and fish?"

Ling Xiaoshan had a puzzled look on his face. He looked at his brother-in-law Zhang Dahe who was grinning, then looked at his son Ling Yi who was fighting with food, and asked with some uncertainty.

How to put it, Ling Xiaoshan feels this is quite ridiculous.

Could a small toy that a one year and one month old baby is playing with have such an effect?

Although my son started pulling some vines of "ivy" and "honeysuckle" and tangling them around a few months ago, wasn't he just playing?

How did it suddenly become a hunting trap and a fishing tool?

Seeing Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu's disbelieving expressions, Zhang Dahe shook his head and said, "Don't disbelieve it, although Xiaoyi did this--"

Zhang Dahe pointed at the lasso on the table in front of him and said, "I have never seen it before, but I personally experienced it at noon. The vines of the "Violet Grass" are easy to tear apart, but if it is the vines of the "Iron Vine", I am afraid that even I will have to summon the "Hoe" martial spirit to cut it off..."

"By the way~" Zhang Dahe pushed the small net next to the 'lasso' forward again, and then said: "This net should be familiar to you, right?"

"When I went to the market in Beikouhe Town before, I saw similar 'fishing nets' for sale there, but this one was more delicate and more beautiful..."

Whether it is a lasso or a fishing net, Ling Xiaoshan, Zhang Dahe and others can understand their functions.

Although I have never seen the former, I have heard of similar animal traps. I just didn't expect that such a simple rope and branches could be used to make a trap.

As for the fishing net, basically many villages, towns, and cities near water will have this kind of fishing gear. In fact, some people's martial soul is the "fishing net".

However, many times, the obstacle that people are most likely to fall into is the obstacle of knowledge and views.

The biggest obstacle to a person’s growth is also the obstacle of knowledge and understanding.

That is, your current cognition becomes an obstacle that makes your thinking rigid and prevents you from moving forward and growing.

Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Dahe knew about fishing nets and that they could help them catch fish in the water, but they had never considered weaving one themselves when they couldn't afford the ones sold in the town.

Even though this type of fishing net may have defects such as not being wear-resistant and easily broken.

Chapter 7: Keep Moving Forward

Three months later.

Spring plowing has long ended, the hot summer is about to leave, and the autumn harvest is not far away.

Over the past three months, during his spare time on the farm, Ling Yi's father, Ling Xiaoshan, would take Zhang Xiaoyu to the outskirts of the woods north of the village to set up hunting snares using a thin, long rope made from the stems and leaves of "limestone grass".

Over a period of three months, a total of one strangled rabbit and two live pheasants were harvested.

Most of the harvest came from the first month. In the next two months, I don’t know if it was because of bad luck or because the wild animals roaming around the outskirts of the woods became smarter, but there was no substantial harvest.

Fortunately, these two pheasants are one male and one female!

Not to mention the strangled hare that went into the stomachs of six people from the Ling and Zhang families, the two pheasants laid two nests of eggs from spring to summer. Excluding the dozen pheasant eggs that were found to supplement the nutrition of the two little guys, Ling Yi and Zhang Lei, there are now twenty pheasants in the chicken coop built in the corner of the Ling family's yard, two large and eighteen small!

In a few days, when these chicks grow up, the Ling family can proudly announce: Egg freedom!

……

The blazing sun in the sky cast golden light, falling into an ordinary courtyard in the southwest corner of Shanhai Village.

What makes this ordinary courtyard different from other houses in the village is the blue scenery in the courtyard.

At this time, Ling Yi was wearing only a pair of shorts with little fabric, lying on his back on the grass in the middle of the courtyard, ignoring the "Blue Silver Grass" leaves scratching the delicate skin on his back. He sniffed the fragrance of the grass and trees in the garden and the fragrance of the soil beneath him, feeling the endless power of the sun baptizing him. His small body became whiter in the sunlight, and his body temperature was slowly rising.

Breathe slowly, calm your mind, try to blend yourself into the environment around you, let your spirit transcend the limitations of the flesh, and achieve the legendary state of harmony between man and nature.

As for the effect...

Almost nothing!

There was no way. For something as profound as the state of mind, let alone the concept of cultivation being in the barbaric Douluo worldview, even in the era of information explosion in his previous life, Ling Yi only knew some terms and some so-called "theories" that seemed true or false and seemed to be quite plausible.

As for the effects of these "theories" in actual practice, it is obviously not as easy to achieve as Ling Yi expected.

Fortunately, there is indeed a path for cultivation in this world, and what Ling Yi lacks is just a stepping stone, an opportunity to get started.

It must be said that although he has not gained much in terms of soul power (energy) and state of mind (soul) while being surrounded by the "Blue Silver Grass" and basking in the sun, at least, basking in the sun will be beneficial to the development and growth of Ling Yi's young body.

As for the initial expectations - to understand the state of mind, touch the soul, awaken spiritual power and so on.

Just go with the flow!

When he was young in his previous life, Ling Yi watched a TV series in which there was a unique martial art called "Yi Jin Jing". The prerequisite for practicing this skill is to see through the "self-image and other images" and not have the thought of practicing martial arts in your heart.

At that time, a big question mark appeared in Ling Yi's little head.

I don't even want to practice martial arts anymore, so why would I practice Dio's Yi Jin Jing?!

Later, when Ling Yi watched more and more TV dramas, cartoons, and novels, he looked back at this question and realized that he was superficial.

Whether it is the lawless and thoughtless state of the human-immortal martial arts in "Yang Shen" or the hypnosis in "Xinghe Emperor", the above problems can be easily solved.

Ling Yi: "Thanks to Shen Ji, there are thousands of online articles, but just in terms of the theory of fantasy cultivation system, I, Ling Yi, would like to call you half of the country!"

As for Red Hair Dong, if his grandmother's can be kept updated, the other half will naturally be...

Stop!

Ling Yi retracted his divergent thoughts and continued. He was vaguely aware of the word "Danger" in capital letters!

Let's get back to the topic. Generally speaking, having watched so many TV dramas, cartoons, and novels in his previous life, Ling Yi knew too many "theories".

These "theories" are definitely an extremely rich and precious treasure in this world where one can practice.

Just watch how Ling Yi digs them out.

……

Time flowed slowly, and when the sunlight shining on his body became scorching hot, Ling Yi was about to end this "cultivation", and his "serene" expression with his eyes closed moved slightly.

Suddenly, the leaves of the "Blue Silver Grass" were rubbed, and the rustling sound came from far away and came closer to where Ling Yi was. When it got close, it stopped on the left and right of Ling Yi.

The next second, a wet, hot and slightly rough touch appeared on Ling Yi's cheek.

Ling Yi opened his eyes, and saw a long bright red tongue very close to him, which seemed to be about to lick him again. He quickly raised his arm, grabbed it casually, and lifted it up, pulling the yellow dog head that was close to him away for a few feet.

He sat up, lowered his head and looked to his right first, raised his hand and rubbed the black, white, yellow, brown and gray furry little head, then turned back to look at the yellow dog head in his left hand, looked at each other, and said unhappily:

"Ah Huang, I've told you so many times not to disturb me when I'm sleeping here. Look how well behaved Miaomiao is..."

As he said this, he ignored Ah Huang who was pretending to be deaf and fluttering around, thinking that Miaomiao was playing, and reached out to take the elegantly squatting Miaomiao into his arms and stroked her back and forth from head to toe.

Ah Huang, an ordinary little local dog.

Meow meow, an equally ordinary little tabby cat.

The two were the same, neither had the blood of ancient mythical beasts nor the bloodline of soul beasts. They were just cat and dog puppies that Ling Yi's uncle Zhang Dahe exchanged for a river fish from two families in Shanhai Village.

These two little ones were the birthday gifts Ling Yi asked his family for on his birthday last month. Now they serve as his little playmates.

At the same time, it will also be a huge help when Ling Yi's body develops to a certain stage in the future and he embarks on the road of body building.

There are countless ways to practice cultivation in all the heavens and worlds.

But if we summarize it, it is generally inseparable from the three elements of "essence", "qi" and "spirit".

In simple terms, it is body, energy, and soul.

Obviously, Ling Yi, who was only one year and one month old in Douluo Continent, did not meet the requirements for either body building or soul power cultivation.

Only the soul, and only the soul!

Looking at Miaomiao who was squinting his eyes comfortably, and Ah Huang who was now resting his two front legs on his legs, sticking out his tongue and showing a smile, Ling Yi felt inexplicably lighter and relieved for his previous gains.

Although I always tell myself that I am still young and have to cross the river by feeling the stones, I have only taken the first step now, just like I have just reached the shore and touched the water. I should take one step at a time, steadily and keep a calm mind.

but!

The sense of urgency is inevitable.

After all, this is an extraordinary world where great power belongs to oneself!

Not to mention the most instinctive desire of life - immortality.

At least, Ling Yi doesn't want to wake up one day and find himself in a dangerous situation, unable to do anything about it.

Douluo Continent removes the halo of the protagonists of the original novel and peels off the so-called love, hatred and vengeance between the good and evil sides. Beneath the various gorgeous martial spirits, soul beasts, soul rings and soul skills, there is a naked and bloody picture of a barbaric world.

Here, there are soul master families that control a city or a land, there are soulless civilians whose lives are as cheap as grass, there are wolf bandits and evil soul masters who burn, kill and rob...

Although Ling Yi couldn't remember whether the evil soul master came from the first or second stage of the fight.

However, can't those soul masters who burn, kill and plunder like the wolf bandits be called "evil soul masters"?