Blue Silver Grass Strategy

Ling Yi is different. As early as when he was three years old, he began to consciously collect ginseng seeds and started a plan to artificially cultivate ginseng in the old forest in the north of Shanhai Village.

According to the saying in the previous life, this kind of ginseng is also called "forest ginseng". In terms of nutritional value, it is definitely not inferior to the "wild ginseng" that Ling Yi found in the old forest earlier.

Come to think of it, those "wild ginsengs" are grown naturally by chance after birds swallowed ginseng seeds and accidentally excreted them in the old forest with their feces.

As for the ginseng seeds planted by Ling Yi, apart from cultivating them to germinate, he did not interfere with their growth after planting. Their growth environment was no different from that of "wild ginseng", so naturally there would be no difference in their effectiveness.

After going to school in "Muzhi City" at the age of seven, even though Ling Yi no longer lived in Shanhai Village for a long time, he would take time to go back every year, taking Zhang Lei, Ling Shan and others to expand his "forest ginseng" planting base in the old forest north of the village.

And with Ah Huang and Miaomiao patrolling, few blind birds and beasts dared to destroy these treasures planted by Ling Yi himself.

Later, after entering the Cold Wind Camp, Ling Yi, who was not able to go home, also told Zhang Lei in advance not to forget to plant the "crops" and "chicken soup side dishes" so that they could enjoy the harvest at home with the three generations of the Ling and Zhang families...

As for Ling Yi, he naturally brought with him the prepared 'dried vegetables' and the seeds of these 'dried vegetables'.

It's normal to have some local specialties grown in the countryside. Ling Yi is just a teenager. If he misses home occasionally, what's wrong with eating some hometown food?

But let’s not say that eating these hometown dishes is not the most effective in increasing soul power. When Ling Yi was practicing “Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing”, these “Forest Ginseng” that can replenish vitality had a real significant effect!

After drinking a clay pot of chicken soup, including bones and meat, plus one or two side dishes, Ling Yi, who was feeling hot all over, started to fight and could clearly feel the strengthening of his muscles, bones, skin and flesh.

Under the effect of practicing "Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing", the strengthening of the meridians and the remaining vital energy in the body will further stimulate the efficiency of soul power practice.

The environment of "Blue Silver Grass" covering dozens of miles around him, the meticulous control of powerful mental power, the tonic soup stewed with "Ginseng Under the Forest", the increasingly powerful physique and meridians, and the martial soul "Blue Silver Grass" whose origin is slowly strengthening as time goes by...

With the help of these external and internal buffs, Ling Yi's soul power cultivation will naturally grow at an incredible speed compared to his half-level innate soul power qualification.

In a month and a half, according to the letters he received, Qingqiu Xin had obtained a second soul ring that was nearly five hundred years old with the help of his father, and was on his way back to the Hanfeng Camp.

Zhang Mufeng followed Ling Yi to practice "Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing". His physical strength was not enhanced as much as Ling Yi's, but compared to more than a year ago, he also gained nearly 200 kilograms of strength.

In addition, Ling Yi had beaten him with his stick, and his basic stick skills had improved slightly. Although his soul power was still at level 18, his fighting power could not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Ling Yi got up, went to the weapon rack in the corner of the camp, took out a polished steel rod with dull color and simple texture, and stepped out of the camp.

I was feeling a little excited, so I went to have a fight with Zhang Mufeng to calm myself down and also to motivate him. In the small team of four, he was the only one who fell behind.

But if Zhang Mufeng practices the basic stick techniques to the level of mastery, Qingqiu Xin, who has just become a great soul master, may not be able to defeat him.

After thinking about it, I decided to cut out the process of teaching the three friends and the development process of the Blacksmith Association branch. The progress of strength is already slow enough, and it’s time to speed up the progress~

Chapter 85: Ten-fold Supplement

Ling Yi, who had picked up a fine steel stick and beaten Zhang Mufeng, Jiang Yuan and others in turns for two days, finally released his inner restlessness on these gentlemen.

In the past few years, Ling Yi had either actively or passively practiced various weapons and combat skills with others. The soul masters of the Cold Wind Camp, whether they were weapon spirits or beast spirits, had made great progress in the use of certain weapons.

After two days, Zhang Mufeng's stick skills were only one step away from mastery, and Jiang Yuan's spear skills became even more handy as he mastered them.

Compared to sharp knives, guns and axes, swinging a steel stick weighing more than 70 kilograms gives a person a sense of exhilaration as if he were fighting against heaven and earth.

Maybe it was because of some kind of mental connection, Ling Yi's originally proficient stick skills seemed to have reached a higher level.

However, Ling Yi did not deliberately focus on the stick technique, and just let it go. The most important thing now was to spend two days calming his mind and consolidating his soul power before starting to absorb the second soul ring.

Yes, not hunting, but absorbing.

This is a scene in today's Douluo Continent that almost no one can imagine.

Except for some transformed soul beasts.

……

In the kitchen camp, in the small private kitchen of chef Li Zhishu.

Li Zhishu, 23 years old, martial soul "Baguette", level 33 food-type soul master, head of the canteen in the Cold Wind Camp.

At this time, Li Zhishu, who had lost a lot of weight compared to a year ago and had faint muscle outlines on his round figure, stood aside with eager eyes, watching Ling Yi busy in front of his own stove.

I watched Ling Yi skillfully chop the chicken, duck, goose, pork tripe, ribs, and pork elbows into palm-sized pieces, and put them into a huge casserole together with winter bamboo shoots and turtle meat.

Then, he grabbed three large, bulging gauze bags and put them into the casserole.

Add water, onion, ginger, garlic, and soy sauce, bring to a boil over high heat, skim off the foam, add salt and a small amount of liquor, turn the heat down to low, and start stewing.

Even with the lid closed, the aroma of meat mixed with herbs could not stop wafting out of the casserole. Smelling the strange aroma, Li Zhishu saw that Ling Yi had finally finished his work, and strode forward. His round eyes kept looking at the oversized casserole, and he asked, "Ah Yi, what kind of medicine are you boiling in this pot?"

"Let me see. The 'white-feathered chicken' and the century-old 'white-haired iron-backed pig' that you caught in the 'Frost Forest' earlier, the 'floating duck' and 'Qingbo goose' that Qingqiu Xin brought back from his hometown, which have been raised for at least three to five years, and the 'Golden Star-spotted Turtle' that is more than ten years old...

Tsk tsk tsk ~ These are all good things, why did you just stew them in one pot? And you added so many bitter and weird herbs, what a waste, such a waste——!"

Li Zhishu said this while shaking his head, looking extremely regretful.

Ling Yi stared at the huge casserole on the stove. He had already mobilized his mental strength to keep an eye on the changes in the various ingredients in the pot. He said calmly, "I found out about this recipe by chance. It's very good for my vitality."

"Great tonic for vitality?" Li Zhishu was startled, looking at Ling Yi's profile in a daze, and said: "But, whether it is the 'white-feathered chicken', the hundred-year-old 'white-haired iron-backed pig', or the 'floating duck', 'clear water goose', or 'Golden Star Turtle', roasted and eaten alone, it is also a good thing to replenish vitality--"

"Will it have the opposite effect if you stew them together like this?"

Hearing Li Zhishu's question, Ling Yi turned around, patted the other's broad shoulders, and said, "Don't worry, Lao Li, you know my character. When would I do something I'm not sure of?"

"Before, I have cooked this dozens of times in my tent using a small casserole and some common ingredients. This time, the ingredients are just more precious, and the effect is stronger—"

"That's it~" Li Zhishu nodded when he heard this. Since he met Ling Yi, he had never done anything reckless or out of place.

Ling Yi said again: "Don't worry, Lao Li, I know what I'm doing~"

After saying that, Ling Yi added in his mind: "Besides, isn't this being watched with mental power all the time? If there is any problem, I can also use my soul power to intervene, so as not to destroy a pot of raw materials worth at least 800 gold soul coins--"

According to normal logic, at this time, Ling Yi should find a quiet and safe place to start absorbing his second soul ring.

But it was obvious that Ling Yi was not doing his job properly at this time and came to Li Zhishu to study the recipe.

Time passed minute by minute. After more than three hours, my spirit power sensed that the various raw materials such as bones and meat that were difficult to stew in the huge casserole had become loose in shape, and the aroma wafting from the gaps in the lid had become rich and familiar, and I was immediately refreshed.

Open the lid, use an extended wooden spoon to scoop out the three discolored gauze bags, and open them one by one to reveal the materials that were originally wrapped inside.

One of them was slices of "forest ginseng" with peanuts and dates. The other two were peppercorns, star anise and other spices, and a pile of things that made Li Zhishu next to him look confused, including fungal tubers, dry grass leaves, dry tree bark, etc.

Ignoring Li Zhishu's blank look, Ling Yi put the "forest ginseng", peanuts, and jujubes back into the casserole and stirred them evenly. She grabbed the green onions and ginger that had been prepared and threw them into the pot. , then took a long-handled wooden spoon to scoop out a spoonful of thick soup, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction.

"No... no, Ayi, what on earth are you cooking?" Li Zhishu couldn't help it anymore. He leaned over to the casserole and looked at the thick soup exuding white mist in the casserole, and then squinted his eyes. Ling Yi, who was thinking about something, asked: "Medicine or not, vegetable or vegetable, it smells weird-"

"And~" Li Zhishu stretched out his big, fleshy hand and picked up a primary color and a white block. From his perspective, they seemed to be some kind of fungus. "What are these? Is this also a kind of herb?"

Ling Yi looked up and replied, "That's Poria cocos, a kind of fungus I dug up under some hundred-year-old pine trees in the Frost Forest..."

As he spoke, he looked at the pile of tangled roots and leaves and introduced them one by one: "This is called 'Atractylodes macrocephala', this is 'Glycyrrhiza uralensis', 'Chuanxiong', 'Danggui', 'White Peony Root', 'Rehmannia glutinosa', 'Astragalus membranaceus', 'Cinnamon Bark'..."

Thanks to the young lady who had studied in a certain East in his previous life, he was able to cook Huaiyang cuisine and gained seven or eight kilograms. He also learned the skill of making "Shiquan Dabu Soup".

This is also the one Ling Yi misses the most...

While speaking, without delaying his actions, Ling Yi swiftly divided a pot of "Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup" into five portions, one large and four small.

Picking up the half-full casserole, he said to Li Zhishu, "Old Li, notify Ah Feng, Ah Xin and the other three to come and eat the remaining four portions~

Remember, after you finish eating, immediately practice the "Beast Martial Spirit: Xingyi Boxing" that I taught you, otherwise it would be a waste of all the good things in here——"

After saying that, he carried the large casserole, quickly walked out of the small kitchen, and headed towards the military medical camp.

"Hey--" Li Zhishu looked at Ling Yi's back without turning back, and his impatient footsteps, and said nothing more. He followed him out the door and asked his apprentice Snow to go to the military industry camp and notify Zhang Mufeng, Qingqiu Xin and the other two to come over.

Chapter 86 The Second Soul Ring

In early May, even in the northern city of Cold Wind, the grass is growing and the birds are singing.

A few years ago, the strange sight of "blue silver grass" everywhere in the Cold Wind Camp began to appear.

Except for the walking paths and the training grounds, most of the land was planted with "Blue Silver Grass".

These small grasses with light blue leaves were the most common color besides white in the eyes of more than 20,000 soldiers in the Cold Wind Camp in the previous snow and ice.

Just like the clear sky on a sunny winter day.

Walking quickly in the camp, feeling the vitality radiated by the "Blue Silver Grass" in all directions, Ling Yi's mind was not as impatient as his own movements, but rather seemed very peaceful.

Soon, Ling Yi returned to his tent and placed the large casserole on a low table. He did not rush to enjoy the nourishing soup that he had spent a lot of effort to prepare, but walked towards the large wooden barrel in the corner of the tent.

Take a shower, cleanse your body, and change into a set of dry, loose clothes. The whole process is slow and methodical.

Sitting down in front of the low table, Ling Yi stretched out his right hand, and with a thought, his martial soul "Blue Silver Grass" appeared. The light blue grass leaves were gleaming, and as they swayed, it seemed as if colorful lights were falling into the air.

With the appearance of the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit, the "Blue Silver Grass" all over the ground in Ling Yi's tent immediately turned into little bits of light blue starlight, shining in his mind.

As these pale blue stars gradually brightened, the originally dark distance began to reveal hazy outlines.

These are the outlines sensed by pure mental power.

If combined with Ling Yi's powerful five senses and telepathy, every blade of grass and stone within a radius of thirty meters would have been reflected in his mind.

However, beyond thirty meters, it is not completely dark. Rather, just like human vision, the clarity of what can be seen decreases as the distance increases.

At this moment, in Ling Yi's mind, there were three blue stars that were the most conspicuous. If the other "Blue Silver Grass" stars were fireflies, then these three were the bright moon in the sky!

These three blue moons were right next to the bed a few meters behind Ling Yi.

The skylight on the top of the tent cast golden sunlight onto three "blue silver grasses" that had different shapes but all looked like a bush.

There is a plant at the head of the bed. It is unremarkable and has the same appearance as the "Blue Silver Grass" all over the ground. It is just that the stems and leaves are thicker and wider, and the leaves are more and longer. It looks like dozens of large "Blue Silver Grass" plants growing. It's like being together.

Over the past four years, many people have entered Ling Yi's tent, but no one has ever felt that there is anything wrong with this "Blue Silver Grass". At most, they just think that it grows more luxuriantly than other "Blue Silver Grasses" and likes to gather in groups.

In comparison, the two "Blue Silver Grasses" on both sides of the end of Ling Yi's bed are slightly more conspicuous.

On the inner side, there is a "Blue Silver Grass" growing along the edge of the tent. Its size and style are similar to the 'original style' one at the bedside. The difference lies in the color of its leaves and stems. It is not the light blue of the ordinary "Blue Silver Grass", but a blue-gray color with a certain metallic color. Just by looking at it with the naked eye, it gives people a feeling of toughness.

On the other side, the "Blue Silver Grass" that is closer to Ling Yi also has a difference in color.

It was a light blue that was almost white, just like the sky in the early morning just after sunrise, full of the miracles and possibilities of life.

The one by the bed is the seed left by the three hundred year old "Blue Silver Grass" that sacrificed itself to become Ling Yi's first soul ring. It was nurtured and grown by Ling Yi.

Now, more than four years have passed, and it has once again become a century-old "Blue Silver Grass", and its age has reached more than six hundred years!

During the regrowth process, both the ten-year critical point of the first stage and the hundred-year second critical point no longer existed. Under the nourishment of Ling Yi's soul power and the rapid absorption of external nutrients, the energy accumulated inside was also expanding rapidly.

It is like a master who disperses his power and starts over again. All previous bottlenecks will be ignored, and he will recover his original cultivation level with unstoppable force, and even make further progress!

I don’t know whether this “Blue Silver Grass” can bring new surprises to Ling Yi again like before when he reaches the 999th and 1,000th year levels.

Compared to the 'Alan' who had to disperse his energy and start over, the other two "Blue Silver Grasses" named 'Ahua' and 'Aluo' by Ling Yi were different species of "Blue Silver Grasses" that grew using the sawdust of "Iron Birch" and the vines of "Female Ivy" as fertilizers respectively.

The age of both is the same, growing from about 300 years more than four years ago to 800 years now!

Over the years, no less than a hundred people have entered and exited Ling Yi's tent, but no one has discovered these three "blue silver grasses" that are hundreds of years old.

It’s not that they are blind, but they simply can’t think of it!

This is what is meant by "darkness under the lamp".

Who would have thought that three hundred-year-level soul beasts would grow quietly beside Ling Yi's bed?

Who would have thought that "Blue Silver Grass" could also be a hundred-year-old one?

By the way, can "Blue Silver Grass" be considered a soul beast? After that thing was uprooted, torn into pieces and crushed, let alone a soul ring, there was not even a soul power fluctuation.

For more than four years, the person who has entered Ling Yi's camp with the strongest strength and the broadest vision is none other than Lou Gao, who is the Soul King.

But even if I have traveled half the heights of Douluo Continent, I have never seen or noticed the existence of "Blue Silver Grass" that has existed for more than a hundred years.

Moreover, with Ling Yi's presence, the vitality and energy fluctuations of these "Blue Silver Grass" were extremely restrained, not much different from the ordinary "Blue Silver Grass" on the ground, at most a little more vigorous. Unless you specifically cut a blade of grass and put it in your mouth to taste it, it is almost impossible to directly feel the majestic vitality and plant energy contained in it.

His eyes swept across A-Lan, A-Hua and A-Luo, and Ling Yi finally locked onto A-Luo, whose grass leaves were relatively thin and long.

Lowering his head, Ling Yi opened the lid of the casserole. Amid the tempting aroma, he calmly ate half a pot of four or five pounds of "Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup", including the bones and ingredients, along with the thick soup, into his stomach in a very short time.

Feeling his stomach stretched to its limit and the burning sensation spreading from his stomach to his entire body, Ling Yi stood up and walked towards the bed. He waved the "Blue Silver Grass", the martial spirit in his right hand, at A'Luo and released his soul power.

A familiar scene appeared. Dots of blue, green, and yellow light emerged from Alona's body, which covered an area of ​​about two feet in radius, and rose to the air and gathered together.

While the soul ring over there was still condensing, Ling Yi did not wait foolishly, but half-knelt in the empty space between the coffee table and the bed and took up his stance.

"Beast Martial Spirit·Xingyi Boxing" First Form: Galloping Horse!!

As his muscles, bones, and flesh were spontaneously strengthened by the heat from his abdomen, a deep yellow halo emitting a strong vitality finally took shape in the air a few feet away from Ling Yimi.

Ling Yi didn't even need to mobilize his soul power to absorb it. With just a slight thought in his mind, the circle of deep yellow light turned into a stream of light and went to the palm of Ling Yi's right hand, where he had not retracted the martial soul "Blue Silver Grass" from his body.

At the same time, on the ground, the mutated "Blue Silver Grass" A'Luo, which looked like dozens of "Blue Silver Grass" clustered together, also turned into a stream of light, and then flew towards Ling Yi's martial soul "Blue Silver Grass", just like a young swallow flying into the forest or rain falling into an ancient pond, and they became one.