Blue Silver Grass Strategy

In Shanhai Village and even in the surrounding areas, the more descendants a family has, the more prosperous it is.

After all, whether considering the right to speak in the village or the probability of having a soul master's talent appear when the soul awakens, the larger the base number, the better.

Old forest, somewhere 500 meters outside.

After knocking around several times with a long wooden stick, Ling Yi squatted under a big tree, stretched out his hands wearing double rabbit leather gloves, dug up the fallen leaves and rotten soil on the ground, took a ball of mud handed to him by Zhang Lei, and gently buried it.

He stood up, dug a hole and planted seeds under another big tree about ten meters to the left.

This was repeated dozens of times until all the mud balls were finally planted. Zhang Lei came to Ling Yi, took the double-layer rabbit leather gloves covered with dark brown mud, put them in the backpack, and took out a yellow gourd, tilted the mouth of the gourd slightly, and slowly poured out the clear water inside for Ling Yi to rub and wash his sweaty hands covered by the gloves.

"call--"

Ling Yi stood up straight and looked around. Although what he saw was no different from before he came, Ling Yi felt a little excited in his heart.

"Ayi~"

Zhang Lei stuffed the mouth of the gourd, put it back into the basket, imitated Ling Yi and turned his head to look back and forth, and asked, "Can these ginseng seeds survive?"

"I didn't see those little red fruits when I planted them this time last year..."

"Don't worry~" Ling Yi shook his head and said: "Whether these ginseng can be grown depends on luck. Most of those planted last year have sprouted and bloomed. As for the results... we have to wait a few years~"

Zhang Lei's face fell when he heard this: "How many years?"

"Hmm~" Ling Yi nodded calmly: "I can't say how long it will take, but there will be gains in the end."

"Let's go~"

Seeing Ah Huang marking his territory under a tree in the distance, and a pheasant in Meow Meow's mouth on a branch of the tree, Ling Yi called Zhang Lei to go over there, "Dig out one of the ginseng plants we found last year, and have it as a snack tonight—"

"what--?"

When Zhang Lei saw Miaomiao’s harvest, the smile that had just appeared on his face froze and his eyes twitched.

He quickly followed Ling Yi's footsteps and discussed quietly: "Ayi, how about we eat beggar's chicken tonight? Or roasted chicken or braised chicken will also be fine——"

"If that doesn't work..." Looking at Ling Yi's unchanged profile, Zhang Lei pursed his lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and then continued: "Chicken soup is fine, but... how about not putting ginseng in it?"

"Chicken soup with ginseng tastes weird!"

“Not chicken soup at all!”

"We are different from you. We have been eating a piece of 'Blue Silver Grass' every day since we were one year old. Although it tastes a little sweet, it is mostly bitter and astringent. Only you can stand it. We have persisted until now and have never stopped for a day..."

In the empty old forest, Zhang Lei's suppressed voice echoed softly, expressing the helplessness and admiration of the owner of the voice.

Thanks to the book friend [恰如眉间雪来故] for the monthly ticket and reward, thanks to the little sister for her continued support, and also thanks to all the old friends who came from the previous book for their support, thank you all! (ω)

Chapter 14: Farmer's Three Styles

Douluo calendar year 2597, summer.

In the southeast corner of Shanhai Village, a lotus pond sways slightly in the breeze, with a faint fragrance lingering in the air.

On the shore, Ling Yi was lying on a large bluestone with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was half asleep.

About ten feet away, Zhang Lei held the martial spirit "hoe" in his hand, with his feet slightly wider than his shoulders. He grabbed the toes exposed at the front of his straw sandals, and at the same time raised the martial spirit "hoe" in his hand high.

At this moment, Zhang Lei's waist, steps, hands and eyes were highly unified. A force rose from the soles of his feet. The soles of his feet drove his calves, and the calves drove his thighs. This force that rose from the ground was transmitted to the waist. With a silky twist of the waist, the force was transmitted to his arms. His arms formed a circle, and then his body turned into a semicircle.

"laugh--!"

The hoe blade cut deeply into the soil, and then with the help of the rebound force from falling to the ground, Zhang Lei held the hoe handle and pulled it upwards, turning over the entire piece of soil. Then he turned his feet, reversed the edge of the hoe, and smashed the piece of soil that had just been turned over with a knock.

Ling Yi, who had opened his eyes at some point, watched the scene quietly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

'It took two and a half years, from five people from the Ling and Zhang families to more than 20 people from Shanhai Village, and then more than 300 people from surrounding villages, to observe their movements when working on the land...'

'Breathing, standing posture, twisting the waist, swinging the arms, muscle strength...'

'Finally I have integrated the hoe swinging style from the Three Farmer Styles.'

"There's still a little difference between swinging the sickle for harvesting wheat and swinging the axe for chopping wood—"

"I can only wait a little longer~" Ling Yi murmured softly: "After my martial soul awakens, I will find a way to obtain the method of cultivating soul power and continue my research."

For Ling Yi, the most important thing right now is the martial soul awakening ceremony in two days.

More than two months ago, Ling Yi had already celebrated his sixth birthday, and this year's unified martial soul awakening ceremony in the surrounding areas will begin in two days.

"call--"

Zhang Lei's martial spirit "hoe" leaned on the ground, took a long breath, his face was slightly red, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was breathing softly.

"Ayi~"

With a faint gray light flashing in the palm of his right hand, Zhang Lei retracted his martial soul into his body. He walked to the big bluestone and sat down. With joy in his eyes, he whispered: "I feel that my soul power has increased again~"

Ling Yi withdrew his gaze from the small half-acre of reclaimed land and looked at Zhang Lei, looking him up and down.

Since his martial spirit awakened in the winter of the 2594th year of the Douluo calendar, Zhang Lei, who was almost nine years old, had become much stronger and was as tall as an ordinary child of twelve or thirteen in the village. The muscles on his arms and chest exposed by his short-collared shirt made him look like a little leopard.

All year round, she followed the adults to tend the fields. In her spare time, she and Ling Yi would go fishing in the pond, or go to the old forest in the north of the village to hunt birds and chase rabbits. The ample sunshine made her skin a healthy wheat color.

However, Ling Yi, who went in and out with him, sunbathed a lot, but his complexion was still fair and smooth.

Hearing Zhang Lei's low voice talking about the increase in soul power, Ling Yi showed no surprise.

Although if other people in the same village heard it, it would be as shocking as thunder out of the blue.

Three years ago, during Zhang Lei’s spirit awakening ceremony, it was clearly tested that he had no innate spirit power and did not have the qualifications to become a spirit master.

But at this moment, Zhang Lei said that his soul power had increased again!

"Brother Lei~" Ling Yi put his hand on Zhang Lei's wrist, and while mobilizing his mental power to sense him, he said: "I have said many times over the years that our body is the cornerstone of survival in this world."

"The stronger the body, the more solid the foundation, and the more nutrients it can absorb from the outside world."

"Although we don't know the meditation method of soul masters, with proper physical training and adequate nutrition, the soul power in your body will naturally grow stronger step by step."

"Brother Lei~"

Ling Yi retracted his hand and looked Zhang Lei in the eyes: "After all, according to your qualifications, your innate soul power is only level 0.1, or even level 0.01. Even if you study and practice with those junior soul master academy students step by step, I am afraid that the progress will not be as good as expected-"

"I understand all this~" Zhang Lei sat on the big bluestone with his hands propped up, his upper body leaning back, looking at Ling Yi from the side, and said with a smile: "Last year, when I went to Beikouhe Town with my father to attend the market, that student from the Junior Soul Master Academy, who was a seventh-level soul master, was not as strong as me. He even had a hard time carrying two barrels of beer..."

"Don't compare yourself with others~" Ling Yi shook his head and said, his face straightened, and he advised: "Remember, we are just a group of farmers living in the countryside, with a lot of strength, don't have the heart to fight with others!"

"Besides, my uncle and I have asked about that person. He is the young master of the Ethan family in town. He has a first-level innate soul power and a martial soul called "Emerald Bird". Although it is a beast martial soul, it does not have any obvious advantages in terms of physical strength."

"And you~" Ling Yi said in a steady voice: "Not only are you one year older than him, but you have also been working in the fields with grandpa and uncle for the past two years, helping you build up your physique and strength by swinging a hoe. There is nothing to be proud of if you are stronger than him."

"Remember, don't compare yourself with others. The one you have to win is yourself." Ling Yi repeated again.

"Oh, I understand~" Zhang Lei responded somewhat angrily.

Seeing Zhang Lei like this, Ling Yi didn't want to dampen his spirits too much, so he changed the subject and said, "It's the off-season now, so I have nothing to do in the afternoon. Then, accompany me to the old forest for a walk--"

Zhang Lei raised his head, and a look of joy immediately appeared on his face: "Really?!"

"I feel that as my soul power increases, my eyes, ears, and nose seem to have become stronger. With my current strength, I can use the slingshot made of the iron birch tree branches to pull it to its full length. Whether it's a pheasant or a hare, I can catch one with one shot!"

"Even if we run into a wild wolf or something, we can still hunt one!"

As he spoke, Zhang Lei looked eager to try.

"You-"

Ling Yi shook his head helplessly and said, "If we really encounter wild wolves, safety comes first. Those guys move in groups. We can't beat them with two slingshots..."

"Aren't there still Ah Huang and Miaomiao~" Zhang Lei said indifferently.

Hearing this, Ling Yi raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Ah Huang and Miao Miao, now five years old, are not as weak as five-year-old human children. With the development and growth rate of native dogs and tabby cats, they have already reached adulthood and are at their peak in the fantasy world of Douluo Continent.

In addition, Ling Yi has been influencing them with his mental power since they were young, developing their intelligence. With sufficient food + strong digestive ability + physical strengthening based on animal instincts, Ah Huang can now compete for the position of leader in a small wolf pack. Meow Meow doesn't dare to say that he is comparable to a tiger, but he is definitely not weaker than a cheetah!

These two little guys are now the two guardian beasts of Shanhai Village. In the past years, wild boars, leopards, poisonous snakes and the like that occasionally escaped from the old forest were all easily captured by these two without exception once they were discovered.

As the two little guys grew to this size, the two families who had sold them for a river fish each began to treasure the remaining cats and dogs in the house more and more, hoping that one of them could grow up to be as big as Ah Huang and Miao Miao.

Chapter 15 Martial Spirit Awakening

"Martial Spirit "Blue Silver Grass"."

"Put your hands on this."

As these two sentences rang out, Ling Yi's face showed a bit of uneasiness, but at the same time he did not forget to control his body, showing the same helplessness, nervousness, and trembling as several of his peers next to him.

He took a deep breath, retracted the light blue grass in the palm of his right hand into his body, and then placed his hand on the blue crystal ball handed to him.

Feeling the cool airflow that had just condensed and appeared in his body with the appearance of his martial soul "Blue Silver Grass", and being sucked out by a powerful suction force in the blue crystal ball, Ling Yi lowered his eyes, looking at the crystal ball that was gradually emitting a faint light, and savoring the surge of the cool airflow in his heart.

Seeing that only a small part of the bottom of the crystal ball was lit up, about one twentieth of it, the young man in white tights frowned, then remembered Ling Yi's martial soul, which was just the most ordinary "Blue Silver Grass", so he nodded as if it was a matter of course and said:

"You are lucky. Even a martial soul like "Blue Silver Grass" can awaken its soul power. In all the years I have presided over the martial soul awakening ceremony, you are the first one--"

"Although my aptitude is a little poor, I can still practice anyway and have the hope of becoming a soul master."

"Thank you, Soul Master~" Ling Yi withdrew his hand and bowed slightly to the young man in front of him. His expression was simple and innocent, and his voice was childish and crisp.

There are seven children over the age of six in Shanhai Village this year, and Ling Yi is the fifth.

After a while, the other two children awakened, and as expected, they all lacked the aptitude for innate soul power.

In other words, this year, Ling Yi is the only one who has awakened his innate soul power and has the possibility of becoming a soul master.

At the same time, this is the only person in Shanhai Village who has the potential to become a soul master in the past few dozen or even hundreds of years!

"Master Soul Master~"

When the young man packed up the blue crystal ball and six black pebbles and prepared to leave, Ling Yi called out softly.

The young spirit master turned his head and looked at Ling Yi. Seeing that he was the only child with innate spirit power among the three villages he had visited today, he raised his hand and tapped his forehead with his index finger, chuckled and said, "Look at me, I almost forgot..."

As he spoke, he reopened the bag at his waist and took out a booklet and a feather pen.

"To be honest, in the past two years, in the twenty-five villages including your Shanhai Village, I have never met a child with the qualifications to become a soul master. This time is no exception. It has become a habit—"

"What's your name?"

"Ling Yi."

"Ling~Yi~, okay——"

While speaking, the young man was writing something on the booklet with a feather pen.

Soon, the young man stopped writing, pinched the page where the content was written, gently pulled it off, and handed it to Ling Yi: "Here, kid, this is your martial spirit certificate, keep it."

"You can take it and go to Muzhi City or Cuiwei City to find a junior soul master academy to enroll in. The prerequisite is that you can get a place as a work-study student. Otherwise, you have to save enough money for tuition and living expenses."

"Okay, thank you, Soul Master~" Ling Yi took his martial soul certificate with both hands, still maintaining a humble expression and voice.

"Mr. Soul Master, may I ask you a question?" Ling Yi asked.

Maybe it was out of a compensatory mentality, or maybe he was in a good mood, plus Ling Yi had already stepped half a foot into the world of soul masters, the young man nodded with a smile on his face and replied: "No problem, just ask~"

Ling Yi raised his little face, his eyes pure: "Excuse me, why hasn't Uncle Lu Yi come here in the past two years?"

"Oh?" The young man was a little surprised when he heard the voice: "Do you know Boss Lu?"

"No~" Ling Yi waved his hands and said awkwardly: "It's just that three years ago, Uncle Lu came to the village to preside over the martial soul awakening ceremony, and I met him once..."

“Is that so~” The young man’s eagerness that was about to emerge stopped here, his face became calmer, and he said slowly: “Boss Lu broke through to Soul Master two years ago and was transferred to the Martial Soul Main Hall of ‘Muzhi City’.”

"I see~" Ling Yi nodded, seemingly not noticing the subtle change in the young man's attitude, and muttered softly: "I'll go visit him when I go to 'Muzhi City' later. I don't know if it's okay..."

After muttering something, Ling Yi then asked the young man, "Master Soul Master, may I ask how should I practice next? Do I need to enroll in the Junior Soul Master Academy and study there?"

"Hmm~" The young man was still thinking about what Ling Yi had said before. He paused for a moment, thought for a moment and said, "It is not necessary to enroll, but if you want to go further on the path of becoming a soul master, it is still beneficial to study systematically in the academy. Whether it is the types and development paths of various martial souls, or the types and attributes of soul beasts, the academy will teach you..."

"As for cultivation~" The young man weighed the pros and cons in his mind and said to Ling Yi: "Well, in a few days, you come to the Wuhun Hall in Beikouhe Town, and I will give you a copy of "Basic Meditation Method"..."

"Really?!" Ling Yi's eyes suddenly widened, looking flattered.

Seeing Ling Yi's expression, the young man was pleased and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Hey! This is nothing, it's just the most basic meditation method. You can get it by enrolling in any college or joining the official Principality..."

"You can even find some older soul masters or soul warriors and buy a copy with a few silver soul coins. However, most of those who buy it are soulless people who don't have the qualifications to become soul masters, so it's a waste of money if they buy it."