Blue Silver Grass Strategy

"Ling, your formula for the Blue Sea Silver Alloy and the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique they just mentioned are the things you need to make a living as a blacksmith..."

He turned around and looked at Zhang Mufeng and the other two, then continued: "These three little guys are your followers, so I taught them, but why did you also... as for that guy from the blacksmith shop just now?"

Looking at Dugu Bo's tall and thin face with a hint of coldness, Ling Yi somehow suddenly had some of the image of Orochimaru from the Naruto world in his mind.

It may be that the image of Dugu Bo when he first appeared in the original work is too deeply rooted in people's minds, or it may be that Dugu Bo's martial spirit is a snake and is poisonous, which makes people subconsciously label him with a series of negative labels such as cold, cruel, and vicious.

But, think about it, in front of his granddaughter Duguyan, he was just an ordinary little old man; after being impressed by Tang San's knowledge of poisonous ways, he became the dignified Douluo Lord and fought with Tang San, who was still the Three-ring Soul Lord at the time. They were friends of the same generation; after the [Tian Dou Empire] showed favor to him, he became one of the few titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent who stood up for the national power and contributed his strength...

Even so, Dugu Bo, who had just lost his son in middle age and had been suffering from the backlash of toxins for many years, was in a state of pain and torture.

So, what kind of personality does the young Dugu Bo, Dugu Bo whose strength has not reached the top of Douluo Continent, Dugu Bo who has a wife and children at home, have?

Ling Yi suppressed the thoughts surging in his mind and grinned at Dugu Bo. There was a bright moon hanging high in the sky, but Dugu Bo seemed to see the sun in a trance.

"Senior Dugu, I have always felt that knowledge and skills are priceless."

"This priceless means both priceless and worthless."

“In my opinion, the value that knowledge can create when it is spread is infinite, but if it is only in the hands of a very small number of people, or even if it is lost one day, then in the end, it becomes worthless.”

"You think the knowledge I taught that boss is what I need to make a living, but my knowledge is still in my mind, and will become more and better as I learn!"

"Don't you think that if I teach that boss today, and one day in the future he becomes the boss, or his successor develops better skills, and the finished product created by this skill appears on the mainland, it will be a wonderful thing?"

"I have planted the seeds, and hopefully I will see a new world full of flowers in the future!"

This mouthful of chicken soup is five hundred years ahead of Douluo Continent!

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Chapter 130 Inherited Soul Bone

Within the territory of [Xingluo Empire], [Haoyang Cliff] is where [Haotian Sect] is stationed.

In the early morning, the winter mist condensed and did not dissipate. It was unclear whether it was water vapor or the nearly liquefied spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As the nesting place of the 70,000-year-old soul beast "Sky-Splitting Golden Eagle King", the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was naturally extremely abundant.

suddenly!

A long roar rose into the sky without warning, resounding throughout the entire "Haoyang Cliff".

The disciples of the [Haotian Sect] and many affiliated soul masters at the foot of the cliff walked out of their residences one after another and looked up towards the direction of the sound coming from the cliff.

For a time, there was a lot of discussion.

"This roar can pierce gold and split jade, and it is full of confidence. I guess one of the direct descendants has made a breakthrough in strength, right?"

Niu Gao, who was as tall and strong as a city wall wearing a one-horned golden helmet early in the morning, spoke angrily.

Before the equally strong and muscular Titan beside Niu Gao could respond, two brothers with straight backs like javelins came over. The more mature one of them immediately sneered and said, "Stupid rhino, you are just talking nonsense!"

"Fuck!" Niu Gao's face surged with anger when he heard this. He stared at the two brothers with his bull eyes and shouted, "What's the matter? Are you two itchy? Do you want to fight?"

"Just fight me! Am I afraid of you?!" Without waiting for the boss Yang Wudi to speak, Yang Wushuang, who had not said a word just now, looked at Niu Gao with a face full of fighting spirit.

Although his own strength is one major realm lower than the big guy on the opposite side, it is hard to say who will win or lose when their Yang family's "Soul-Breaking Spear" faces the "Plate Armored Giant Rhino" that can only defend!

Besides, even if Yang Wushuang can't win, he still has his brother Yang Wudi to back him up. In the same realm, no matter Niu Gao or Titan, they are no match for his elder brother!

"Hey--"

A soft call sounded, coming from far away and getting closer. At first, it was still dozens of meters away. Before the tail sound faded away, a slender figure appeared beside Niu Gao and the other three. He opened his hands and advised the four people:

"Alright, alright, everyone, stop making a fuss. Someone has broken through up there, so let's not cause any noise—"

"Tsk~"*3

Upon hearing this, Niu Gao and the two brothers Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang looked at each other and spat, but they did not really argue anymore.

Even so, Niu Gao, who was feeling a bit unhappy the more he thought about it, still felt a bit unhappy. He looked at the white crane that had just come over and asked with a thorn in his mouth: "White-haired bird, tell me, with your identity, you should know who is making the breakthrough up there, right?"

Bai He was not annoyed by being called a nickname. He rolled his eyes at Niu Gao but ignored him. Then he looked at Titan who was looking happy beside Niu Gao and asked tentatively, "Gorilla, judging from your expression, do you know?"

"Hmm~" Hearing this, Tai Tan nodded, without covering up, and replied: "Two days ago, the young master told me that he felt that he was close to a breakthrough. What happened in the past two days could happen at any time - —”

"What?!"*3

After Tai Tan finished speaking, Bai He didn't react at all, but Niu Gao, the two brothers Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang who were standing next to him, exclaimed in unison.

"Hao... Young Master Hao, you have made a breakthrough?!" Niu Gao's eyes were wide open at this time, and he really looked like he was moving closer to Niu Yan.

"Tang... cough!" Yang Wudi almost called out the nickname he used to call his brother Yang Wushuang in private, but luckily he reacted in time and changed his words: "Hao, Master Hao, when you sparred with us two months ago, you seemed to be still level 49, right?"

“Right!” Yang Wushuang added promptly: “If we break through again, we will be at level 50. After absorbing the fifth soul ring, we will be soul king!”

Niu Gao didn't care about the quarrel with the two brothers of the Yang family before, and continued: "The problem is, Master Hao is only twenty years old, right?!"

"Twenty-year-old Soul King!" Bai He's face was ruddy and his eyes were full of pride.

Thinking that he is now nearly forty years old, but only a high-level Soul King, one level away from Soul Emperor, he has already been caught up with by his nephew Tang Hao, who is more than ten years younger than him and has reached the same level. Naturally, he feels a mixture of loss and joy, but the joy is still far greater than the loss.

It was November of the 2607th year of the Douluo calendar. Tang Hao, the second son of Tang Zhen, the leader of the Haotian Sect, had broken through the 50th level of soul power at the age of 20 and was on the verge of becoming a soul king.

Among them, Titan is the oldest, now forty-two years old and a level sixty-four Soul Emperor.

Niu Gao is the second oldest, he is 40 years old this year, and he broke through to Soul Emperor at the beginning of the year, and now he is not far from level 62.

Yang Wudi is half a year younger than Niu Gao, but his strength is just as strong as his. He is also a Soul Emperor at level 61.

Bai He is one year younger than Niu Gao. He is currently thirty-nine years old and a fifty-nine-level Soul King.

Yang Wushuang is the youngest, thirty-eight years old, and a level fifty-seven Soul King.

In terms of talent, the five of them are actually not that different. They all have the potential to become Soul Douluo in the future, enough to support the families behind them!

Bai He raised his head and looked towards the top of the ‘Haoyang Cliff’, muttering to himself in his heart: “Sister, did you see that? Hao’er is only 20 years old now, and he has already become a Soul King. One day, he will surely be able to become a new mountain that dominates Douluo Continent like the old sect master!”

Thinking of his elder sister who died six years ago due to complications during childbirth after giving birth to their little girl Tang Yuehua, Bai He felt a sudden pain in his heart.

By the time their [Spine-tailed Swift Bai Family] was passed down to Bai He's father's generation, the family had already dwindled to a small number of people. That is, Bai He's biological sister married Tang Zhen, the son of 'Haotian Douluo' Tang Chen, and became the wife of the leader of the [Haotian Sect]. Only then did they rely on the [Haotian Sect] and grow little by little.

It can be said that the former [Spirit-tailed Swift·Bai Family], now the [Min Clan], was able to earn the title of 'Four Clans with Single Attributes' together with the [Strong Ape·Tai Family], [Plate-armored Giant Rhino·Niu Family], and [Soul-breaking Spear·Yang Family]. One of the biggest contributors was Bai He's elder sister who gave birth to two sons and one daughter for the lineage of the patriarch of the [Haotian Sect]!

Ten days later, accompanied by a Soul Douluo-level elder from the sect, Tang Hao successfully hunted down a soul beast that was more than 11,000 years old, and easily broke through to the Soul King level, soul power: level 51!

When Tang Hao returned to "Haoyang Cliff" where the [Haotian Sect] sect is located in high spirits, he found that many uncles from the main line and branch lines of the sect had come, as well as some leaders of the affiliated soul master families. Everyone was present, waiting for something together.

At the foot of Haoyang Cliff, the sect's main hall.

Tang Zhen sat high in the main seat, watching Tang Hao step in. His face was calm, but his eyes were filled with satisfaction.

He said loudly: "Hao'er, show us your Clear Sky Hammer and spirit ring!"

"Yes! Father——!"

Tang Hao did not ask why. Apart from nodding to his elder brother Tang Xiao who was standing next to Tang Zhen, in the entire hall, the only thing he had eyes for was his father Tang Zhen. Even though the thirty or forty people on both sides of the hall were the backbone of the [Haotian Sect], most of them were stronger than he was at this moment.

Tang Hao stretched out his right hand and clenched it. A dark light flashed and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge hammer, which was held in Tang Hao's hand.

At the same time, five circles of rich and colorful halos, yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black, appeared under Tang Hao's feet, rhythmically moving from bottom to top.

"Hiss——!"*N

At this moment, a series of inhalation sounds were heard in the huge sect hall, and the air seemed to become hot.

Immediately afterwards, no matter they had returned in the past two days after receiving the notice, or had known about it long ago, they all looked at Tang Hao with burning eyes, looked at the giant hammer in Tang Hao's hand, and looked at the five circles of light dancing rhythmically under Tang Hao.

Especially, the outermost and largest black soul ring!

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

Tang Zhen looked at his son Tang Hao's black fifth soul ring and laughed.

After laughing, Tang Zhen looked around at the thirty or forty figures in the hall, met their eyes with authority, and announced solemnly:

"Today, I will hand over one of the three inherited soul bones of my [Haotian Sect] to my son Tang Hao. Do you have any objections?!"

Although it was an inquiry, under the pressure of Tang Zhen's aura, which was infinitely close to that of a Titled Douluo, there was no objection or even the slightest sound in the huge hall.

Chapter 131 The Power of God

After "Haoyang Cliff", Bai He walked into a courtyard with a garden, looked around, and walked quickly towards a bush of flowers.

As he walked, Bai He took out a beautifully wrapped flat gift box from the storage soul guide on his waist.

A few steps away from the flowers, Bai He stopped, holding the gift box in his right hand, raised it, with a gentle smile on his face, and spoke in a gentle voice:

"Yuehua, look what your uncle brought you——"

"..."

After a few breaths, Bai He looked at the motionless flowers. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of pity and helplessness in his eyes.

"Yuehua, didn't you say last time that you like music?" Bai He continued, "My uncle asked someone to find the most skilled craftsman on the continent, Master Craftsman Lou Gao, to custom-make this little harp."

"The main body is made of 3,000-year-old 'Fragrant Concubine Wood', and the strings are either from millennium-level silkworm soul beasts, or special alloy wires made by the master craftsman Lou Gao himself..."

“Yuehua, listen—”

As Bai He spoke, he opened the gift box and took out a small harp that was about 90 cm tall and about 50 cm wide at the widest point. He held the body of the harp against his body with his left hand and stretched out his right index finger to hook and release a string.

"Ding--!"

……

On the roof of another courtyard dozens of meters away, two tall figures stood side by side, watching Bai He's actions, their resolute faces now showing a hint of distress.

"hateful!"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth and for the first time, he felt powerless.

"Brother Hao." Tang Xiao raised his hand and placed it on Tang Hao's shoulder. He spoke in a low voice, "Yuehua was born with congenital deficiencies due to her mother's injuries when she was pregnant with her... Later, after giving birth to Yuehua, her mother exhausted her life force and..."

After a pause, Tang Xiao stopped the words that were about to come out of his mouth. The sadness in his heart was no less than that of his younger brother Tang Hao, so he did not utter that word after all.

"I thought that Yuehua had been as healthy as an ordinary child under our care for the past six years. Who knew that she was still lacking the most important innate vitality—"

Just a few days ago, Tang Hao absorbed one of the three inherited soul bones of the Haotian Sect during seclusion. His soul power jumped to level 53, and he still had a lot of potential that had not been tapped. After coming out of seclusion, his younger sister Tang Yuehua was awakening her martial soul.

Everyone thought it was a triple blessing, but unexpectedly, Tang Yuehua's martial soul had a malignant mutation. She neither inherited the Tang family's "Clear Sky Hammer" martial soul, nor the "Sharp-tailed Swift" martial soul from her mother's side, the Bai family's "Spiky-tailed Swift" martial soul. Instead, she awakened a ring-shaped martial soul that was shaped like a Ruyi, but was neither gold nor jade.

The innate soul power, the "Soul-Detecting Crystal", only emitted a faint light that was so weak that it would go out at any time, barely at the 0.1 level.

"Big brother!"

Tang Hao turned his head and looked at Tang Xiao, and said with a firm gaze: "I will tell my father that I will go to explore the continent with you!"

"I believe that we can find a way to make up for Yuehua's innate deficiencies so that she can continue to practice!"

"Brother Hao."

Tang Xiao looked at Tang Hao's somewhat stubborn eyes, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Even Grandpa can't do anything about Yuehua's malignantly mutated martial soul. How can there be other methods on the mainland to allow people with innate soul power of 0.1 level to continue practicing?"

Who is the grandfather of these two brothers? He is the one who stands at the top of Douluo Continent and is the closest to God!

If such an existence is said to be helpless, then it basically means that Tang Yuehua’s path to becoming a soul master is doomed!

"I do not believe!"

When Tang Hao heard this, his expression turned ugly. He left this sentence and disappeared instantly.

Tang Xiao knew that his younger brother must have gone to the place where his grandfather retreated to seek evidence from him.

Looking back at Tang Yuehua's courtyard over there, Uncle Bai He was still holding the harp, a gift that he had carefully prepared, and whispering something to the figure hiding in the flowers. His face was full of concern and love from beginning to end, without a trace of impatience.

Tang Xiao pursed his lips a few times, sighed, and disappeared from the spot the next second.

At the top of the Haoyang Cliff, a large rock protrudes and hangs in the air.

A figure sat cross-legged at the front end of the boulder, with his back to the cliff hundreds of feet high. A few birds occasionally flew by, and some even landed on the shoulders and knees of the figure.

In the eyes of these birds, it was as if this figure was just a part of the "Haoyang Cliff", just like the huge rock protruding beneath it.

"Shh-!"

There was a whistling sound of wind, and Tang Hao's tall and strong figure appeared on the top of the cliff in front of the big rock.

Under the impact of the undisguised surging breath, several birds perched on the rocks were frightened and flapped their wings and flew away in a hurry.