Blue Silver Grass Strategy

Think about how the fallen ones in the "City of Slaughter" in the original Dou Yi novel got in?

It can't be that they went in happily and voluntarily, right?

Just to have a taste of the Bloody Mary in there?

All of this made Ling Yi, who was only one year and one month old, nervous. Coupled with the complicated thoughts from the soul of an adult in his previous life, the only path he could take to practice cultivation at this moment became more difficult.

Chapter 8: Good Works and Powerful Tools

“Ayi——! Ayi——!”

The shouting woke Ling Yi from his thoughts and he raised his head to look in the direction of the sound.

At this moment, a round head popped up from above the wall of Ling Yi's house, looking into the yard with a fierce look.

Zhang Lei, Ling Yi’s cousin...or cousin?

The son of his uncle Zhang Dahe and his aunt Ling He, he is also another beloved child of the Ling and Zhang families.

As a male of the Zhang family bloodline, three and a half year old Zhang Lei has a great chance of awakening the Zhang family's ancestral "hoe" martial spirit during the martial spirit awakening ceremony two and a half years later.

As weapon spirits, the "hoe" spirit is much more practical than the "blue silver grass" spirit. At least it can be barely considered a weapon.

Even if it is not used for fighting, it is extremely convenient just for farming. It can be called a top-grade martial spirit famous in the surrounding area!

The most important thing is that compared to useless martial souls such as "Blue Silver Grass", "Morning Glory" and "Ivy", the possibility of the "Hoe" martial soul awakening innate soul power is a little higher.

Although, in the past tens or hundreds of years, there has been no example of owners of the "Hoe" martial spirit awakening their innate soul power, and it is unknown how high the possibility of this "little bit" is, the nearby villagers still firmly believe it.

"Brother Lei, you've climbed so high again. Be careful if your uncle comes back and sees you. He'll make you break your butt again—"

Ling Yi shouted in a low voice as he let go of Ah Huang and Miao Miao who were clinging to his arms, then stood up and walked towards the gate of his own yard.

Following a melodious "creaking" sound, Ling Yi held the wooden door with one hand, shook his head at Zhang Lei who was running over after sliding down the bamboo pole, and said, "Come in quickly, my aunt will bring me food soon. If she sees you climbing up and down, she will definitely tell my uncle when she gets home—"

"hey-hey--"

Zhang Lei ran in with a grin, and said, "As long as you don't tell them, it will be fine—"

As he spoke, Zhang Lei came to Ling Yi's yard, and looked around with his big black and white eyes. When he saw something placed on the kitchen window sill not far away, his eyes widened a little, and he walked towards that side with excitement on his face.

Ling Yi followed behind Zhang Lei, with Ah Huang and Miao Miao spinning around under his feet. While playing with the two children, he shook his head slightly and said, "If you really want it, just tell your uncle..."

As he spoke, Zhang Lei had already walked quickly to the kitchen window sill. He stood on tiptoe, reached out to the window sill which was higher than his head, and groped for the target object.

Ling Yi: "Anyway, this thing is not difficult to make."

As the voice fell, Ling Yi turned his gaze to the thing in Zhang Lei's hand - a slingshot.

This is a primitive slingshot with the 'Y'-shaped branches of the "iron birch" as the main bow frame, the tendon string tanned from the stems and leaves of the "shy grass", and a small piece of iron birch bark as the leather bag.

Hearing what Ling Yi said, Zhang Lei rolled his eyes and said, "It's not difficult. I heard from my father that it took him four or five days to make this slingshot for you. The edge of his hoe blade was almost blunted. He then cut the branch from the "Iron Birch" tree in the north of the village and polished it into the shape you wanted..."

That being said, it did not stop Zhang Lei from playing with the iron birch slingshot in his hand over and over again.

"Hey-ya-!"

With a crisp shout, Zhang Lei held the slingshot handle with his left hand, pinched the leather bag with his right hand, and pulled with all his strength.

However, he was only a three and a half year old kid after all. Although the children in Douluo Continent grow fast, they lacked strength after all. He only opened up a small distance before he had to let go of his hand with a blushing face.

"Okay~" Ling Yi took the iron birch slingshot from Zhang Lei, walked sideways to the main house, and said, "Come in and get the one I made at the beginning--"

"This is the same as the one your uncle made at home. They are both for adults to play with."

"Oh——" Zhang Lei nodded and followed.

……

After lunch, under the careful instructions of his aunt Ling He, Ling Yi followed Zhang Lei, with two little ones, one yellow and one gray, following behind him, and walked towards the south of the village.

Along the way, they passed by the gates of several small courtyards that were not much different from Ling Yi's, and the two children brought the two children to the outside of the village.

In the distance, a quiet stream is flowing there.

“Woof! Woof woof—!”

With a burst of excited barking, the little yellow dog Ah Huang jumped out from Ling Yi's feet and ran forward happily like a wild horse.

"Meow--"

The little tabby cat meowed and rubbed Ling Yi's ankles, as if urging him to do something.

Seeing this, Ling Yi glanced at his cousin Zhang Lei who was turning to look at him, raised his chin, and said: "Let's go, let's go find my uncle first--"

As he spoke, he started walking with his short legs, following the dirt road outside the village and heading southeast.

After a while, the two men and the two kids came to a pond outside the southeast corner of the village, one in front and one behind.

"dad--!"

"uncle--!"

"Woof woof——!"

Zhang Lei shouted first, then took the lead, opened his arms wide, and ran towards a tall young man beside the pond.

Afterwards, Ling Yi and Ah Huang under his feet also shouted, then ran forward.

By the pond, Zhang Dahai looked in the direction of the sound and saw the figures of Zhang Lei and Ling Yi. A smile immediately appeared on his face. He quickly squatted down and opened his arms to greet them.

Holding Zhang Lei and Ling Yi's little bodies on his left and right, Zhang Dahe rubbed the two little guys' heads with his hands and asked with a smile: "Why are you two here in such a hot day?"

Then his expression suddenly changed, and he asked, "You don't want to play in the water, do you?"

At this point, Zhang Dahe's expression became serious: "Let me tell you, this is absolutely not possible!!"

"No, no..." Ling Yi waved his hands repeatedly in Zhang Dahe's arms and said, "Brother Lei and I came here to catch some frogs..."

Zhang Lei heard this and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes—"

As he spoke, he reached into his waist and pulled out a small yellow slingshot, waved it at Zhang Dahe, and then said, "Dad, we are going to use the slingshot to shoot frogs, and then you can help us pick them up, okay?"

"When the time comes, we'll catch as many as we can and send some to our grandparents, and also to our grandparents..."

“Hahaha——” Zhang Dahe laughed loudly upon hearing this, and said, “Okay, okay…it’s rare that a little naughty monkey like you is filial and can remember your grandparents. Dad will definitely help you——”

“Hehe——” Zhang Lei shook the slingshot in his left hand, scratched his head with his right hand, and said embarrassedly: “Ayi told me not to just think about myself…”

Having said that, without waiting for Zhang Dahe's response, she twisted her little butt, broke free from Zhang Dahe's arms, and ran forward along the edge of the pond.

"This kid—"

Zhang Dahe looked at his child's excited back and shook his head in amusement. He then turned his gaze to the well-behaved Ling Yi in his arms, and lifted him up with his arms slightly, saying softly:

"Xiao Yi, you're here just in time. Please help your uncle take another look at this pond."

As he spoke, he held Ling Yi with his left hand and let him sit sideways on the crook of his left arm. Zhang Dahe walked forward, pointing his right hand at the pond next to him, and said as he walked:

"Before, you said to dig a small canal from the upper and lower reaches of Changlin River, and then dig a pond in the middle to connect the two ends..."

Listening to Zhang Dahe's narration, Ling Yi turned his gaze to the scene in front of him.

This is a pond about 30 meters long and nearly 20 meters wide, located two miles outside the southeast corner of Shanhai Village.

There is a ditch about one and a half meters wide on each side of the upper west and lower east, and a constant trickle of water flows in and out of the Changlin River more than two hundred meters away.

This pond and ditch were dug bit by bit by Ling Yi's uncle Zhang Dahe using his "hoe" martial spirit.

On a summer afternoon, the water plants around this newly formed pond, which is only two months old, are thriving, and the sounds of frogs and insects are echoing everywhere.

Faintly, there are fish of different sizes under the water, some chasing shrimps and water insects, some floating to the surface to eat duckweed.

At the outlet of the canal on the east side of the pond, one can see with the naked eye a dark green vine net that is mostly submerged in water, blocking most of the larger fish and shrimps and preventing them from flowing back into the Changlin River along the water.

"Uncle~" Ling Yi's eyes reflected the thriving scene in front of him, his expression was indifferent, and he said in a childish tone: "The grass in the water doesn't look very good, can we plant some flowers?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dahe cast his gaze towards the pond, with a thoughtful look on his face. He murmured, "Flowers? Hmm... There seem to be some lotus flowers in the pond in my second uncle's village. I'll transplant some here later..."

Chapter 9: Laying a solid foundation

It was early autumn in the 2594th year of the Douluo calendar.

To the north of Shanhai Village, on the outskirts of the old forest.

"call out--!"

An imperceptible whistling sound of wind suddenly appeared, hidden in the rustling of leaves around, hidden and fast!

next second.

"Ah Huang, come on!"

As a light shout was heard, a yellow figure suddenly jumped out from a pile of dry yellow leaves and chased in the direction of the whistling wind.

After a few breaths.

A big dog about 70 cm tall with a shoulder height, with a goose yellow head and back, white hair on the lower abdomen, and a muscular body, trotted back from the distant woods with a struggling gray hare in its mouth.

"Ah Huang, well done!"

Zhang Lei took the rabbit handed over by Ah Huang, rubbed the dog's head with his other hand, and praised it generously.

Two and a half years later, Zhang Lei, who just turned six, has a plump body at 1.30 meters tall, thanks to his family's improved conditions and adequate nutrition. But he is not bloated, and surprisingly gives people a sense of robustness at such a young age.

After weighing the hare in his hand and glancing at another brown hare covered with dead leaves and tied up, Zhang Lei nodded in satisfaction and said to Ah Huang, "Okay, let's go find Ah Yi..."

"I don't know what he got from the lasso—"

As he spoke, Zhang Lei followed Ah Huang and walked towards the west side of the outskirts of the old forest.

……

More than 500 meters away, under a large brown-black tree that exudes a slight metallic luster.

Ling Yi leaned against the tree trunk, sat casually on the ground, closed his eyes, and took a long nap with his breath.

As Ling Yi's mouth, nose, chest and abdomen breathed in and out, the light blue leaves of the "Blue Silver Grass" within a radius of more than ten meters around him swayed slightly, as if in response.

suddenly!

As if stimulated by something, all the leaves of the "Blue Silver Grass" suddenly stretched straight and stood up, revealing a long green and withered yellow figure in the grass.

This is a local dog snake. Although it is not a soul beast, its venom is quite poisonous. For ordinary people, or even soul warriors below level ten, once bitten by it, it is a somewhat fatal threat.

Seeing that its tracks were exposed, the local dog snake no longer lurked, but swam quickly towards Ling Yi under the big tree.

But at this moment, Ling Yi seemed to be unaware of anything and still kept his eyes closed and resting.

When the dog snake came to three meters away from Ling Yi, it only needed to move forward for a few more breaths and then bounce, and its fangs containing enough venom would pierce Ling Yi's skin and inject the venom into Ling Yi's body.

In the old forest north of Shanhai Village, there are more than one or two villagers who have been bitten and killed by local dog snakes.

Ling Changshan, the uncle that Ling Yi had never met, went deep into this old forest more than ten years ago. In addition to the possibility that he encountered soul beasts and other ferocious beasts, he might also have died from various poisonous creatures.

"Sa——!"

Like a withered yellow phantom, the dog snake pounced as promised, its mouth opened to the limit, the fishy smell it carried seemed to be ready to spread along with the venom under its fangs at any time...

However, quite abruptly, a black iron branch appeared in the direction of the snake's advance. One end of the branch went straight into the snake's mouth, and went into it along the snake's tongue without any error, performing a standard deep throat.

The other end of the branch was firmly held by a white and tender little hand.

At some point, Ling Yi, who seemed to be sleeping before, opened his eyes, and picked up the branch beside him in the nick of time, raised it and aimed.

Ling Yi did not give the struggling local snake a chance to accidentally injure it because it was unable to swallow or spit and instinctively curled up its tail and swung it. With a calm expression, he followed the force of the swing and casually threw the branch he was holding far away.

Before the local dog snake, which was deeply pierced by the branch, could continue to flutter after falling to the ground, a gray tabby cat fell from the sky. With its two front limbs, it pressed and scratched, and its sharp claws easily cut through the tough snake skin, hooking out the snake's gallbladder, snake heart and other organs inside.

It lowered its head and swallowed the organ in a few mouthfuls. It licked the corners of its mouth a few times with its tongue, and rubbed its sharp claws on the leaves of the "Blue Silver Grass" on the ground. Then it walked with standard cat steps, lightly and gracefully to Ling Yi's side, skillfully rested its head on Ling Yi's legs, and lay down on the ground.

He looked up at the branch that Miaomiao had just jumped off, and his eyes swept over the three pheasants with broken necks on it. Ling Yi lowered his head, stroking the cat's head with his hand while thinking to himself:

"Since the beginning of last year, after I hypnotized myself into a deep sleep, my mental power has initially awakened. Now I can project my mental power outward and sense the outside world—"

"But..." Ling Yi's eyes were bright and there seemed to be a light flashing inside: "It's not enough——!"

He continued to stroke the cat with his left hand, and as the cat hummed comfortably, he raised his right hand and clenched his fist slightly, feeling the power contained within, but he was not very satisfied in his heart.

In "Galaxy Emperor", the path of spiritual practice begins with deep sleep.