Blue Silver Grass Guide

Facing the cold wind, walking through the mountain forest with towering ancient trees, Ling Yi's eyes were not always locked on Xiao Hei.

The "Seal of the Conferred Gods" evolved from the "Conferred God Formation" blocks 99% of the power of the body, even though it is a "Dark Demon Evil God Tiger" with multiple attributes and unparalleled combat power. At this time, Ling Yi Under his eyes, he can only act like a little black cat.

It stands to reason that when a soul beast is captured by a human, it will usually choose to self-destruct, so that the human cannot get any benefits.

However, as a highly intelligent soul beast that is not weaker than humans, the "Dark Demon Evil Tiger" has never had the thought of self-destruction in his mind.

Of course, if self-destruction can drag Ling Yi to death, the "Dark Demon Evil God Tiger"... will also not self-destruct. Unless Ling Yi is really ready to kill.

With enough wisdom, the "Dark Demon Evil God Tiger" understands the truth that only by living can there be hope.

Isn’t it good to be alive?

Not to mention, as a baby who is about to turn 3,000 years old, but already has 60,000 years of cultivation, the "Dark Demon Evil God Tiger" asks itself, its lifespan is definitely longer than that of a mere human!

As long as it is not killed, it can continue to live until Ling Yi dies, and then it can regain its freedom!

Xiao Hei, who was running wildly, ignored the rapidly retreating mountain scenery around him. His scarlet eyes were always staring at the clear sky in the distance, where white clouds were floating freely.

Sensing that Dao Xiaohei was gradually showing a wanton and high-spirited aura, Ling Yi finally cast his gaze over.

'Well, this posture... the eighth form of "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist" Tiger Demon Jumping Stream seems to be able to be adjusted...'

In this way, time passed with Xiao Hei leading the way, and Ling Yi taking Ta Xue, Ah Huang, and Miaomiao to observe and comprehend.

From "Lingyun City" in the center of the two great empires of the Douluo Continent, to the "Shuimu Principality" in the northeast corner of the "Tian Dou Empire", it is thousands of miles away if you take the official route. Even if you walk in a straight line over mountains and ridges, the distance is not much less.

Fortunately, this is the Douluo Continent with extraordinary power. Although there are no high-speed trains and airplanes in the previous life, Ling Yi can walk at the speed of his crotch in the snow, and it is only easy to travel thousands of miles a day.

From sunrise to sunset, one person and four beasts crossed half of the continent, arrived at the Shuimu Principality at the moment when the red clouds turned gray, and returned to the old house of the Ling family before the bright moon hung in the sky.

Since the cold wave moved southward two years ago, the climate in the northern part of the mainland has been much colder than in previous years. Even though it is already the beginning of spring, it is still freezing here in [Shuimu Principality].

Pushing the door open, Ling Yi saw a familiar scene. The houses and courtyards were as ordinary as they were thirty years ago.

The courtyard was covered with white snow, shining brightly under the bright moon in the sky, dispelling the darkness in the courtyard. Through the cold light reflected by the moonlight and white snow, you can see that a path leading to each room has been swept out in the middle of the yard, and there are also traces of cleaning on the eaves and windowsills.

Just a few days ago, a heavy snowfall covered the entire [Shuimu Principality]. It can be seen that even if no one lives in the old house of the Ling family, the villagers of Xinshanhai Village spontaneously came here and cleaned it up.

After all, it is different from dust. If it is not cleaned for ten days and a half, it will not have much impact. If there is too much ice and snow, this ordinary courtyard house may be crushed one day.

Arriving at the place where they had played for many years, Ah Huang and Miaomiao were a little excited. They walked around in the yard, leaving a series of plum blossom-like footprints on the snow-white ground.

Ta Xue didn't have many feelings. After being selected by Ling Yi from thousands of military horses, he spent most of his time wandering around with Ling Yi. Even if he came back halfway, Shanhaiyuan had already been built at that time. This Ling family's old residence had no What imprint it leaves on its memory.

Ling Yi patted Taxue on the top of his head, signaling it to look at Xiao Hei who was squatting at the door. He glanced at Ah Huang and Miaomiao who were still remembering their joy, shook his head with a smile, and walked towards the main room alone.

When passing by his bedroom, Ling Yi took a special look inside and found that there was no change from when he left. His eyes swept across the eight wooden sculptures on the bedside and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

'It seems that she didn't realize it, and she doesn't know which lucky person this opportunity will fall on in the end -'

With thoughts in his mind, Ling Yi walked into the main room and went straight to the corner separated from his bedroom.

The dim light could not block Ling Yi's eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the floor tiles under his feet. The next second, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Although every brick was intact and the ground looked the same, Ling Yi easily noticed some differences.

The differences don't come from appearance, but from smell.

Every brick and tile here was fired by Ling Yi himself. Whether it was the ratio of soil to water or the few special materials added, Ling Yi could easily detect the changes.

When Ling Yi guarded his room against theft, he did not rely on methods such as putting hair behind the door bolt or spreading dust-like powder on the ground. Instead, he made the entire yard and house look as familiar as his own hands and feet. and unique existence.

Now there was a slight change in the 'fingerprint', which was naturally noticed by the sharp-eyed Ling Yi.

Shaking his head, Ling Yi waved his hand and sent out a strong wind, lifting the floor tiles in the corner one by one, revealing the soil underneath. Under the three feet of soil, there was an ordinary-looking stone slab.

A green vine emerged from the palm of his right hand, reaching for the light blue metal ring at the edge of the stone slab. He pulled back and pulled up the square stone slab, revealing the gleaming blue light underneath. Burrow.

As the stone slab was pulled apart, a pungent smell of rust surged up from the cave, and was dispersed by Ling Yi with a wave of his hand.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Ling Yi jumped down into the hole. The vision in front of him instantly changed from the darkness of the main room to brighter.

It was obviously the space below that was supposed to be invisible, but it was brighter than the courtyard with the moonlight pouring outside.

It can be seen that with the arrival of Ling Yi, every "Blue Silver Grass" emitting light in the underground space automatically swayed without any wind.

Ling Yi raised his eyes and looked around, scanning the eight corner pillars in all directions of the underground space, focusing on a small depression on the top of those pillars.

If a careful person pays attention at this moment, he will find that the size of these small depressions exactly corresponds to the eight small wood carvings on the bedside of Ling Yi's room above.

Shaking his head, Ling Yi walked toward the center of the underground space.

This is the "Army Tomb" that was once located under the Shanhaiyuan Warehouse. Hundreds of thousands of weapons are piled up. Among them are sophisticated weapons that have been eliminated by soul masters, as well as broken weapons collected from the battlefield. Every weapon is All have been stained with the blood of enemies.

As Ling Yi approached, the magic weapons in the military tomb in the center of the "Soldier Tomb", like the "Blue Silver Grass" in all directions, began to buzz with excitement, among which the purple-black war gun The movement is the most intense.

Unfortunately, the buzzing of these magic soldiers did not elicit a response from Ling Yi, the scumbag master. With his heart as cold as stone, he just glanced over and focused on the one more than ten meters away from the Yangbing Tomb. Under the 'grave bag'.

Around the 'grave' piled with remains of various weapons and weapons, it was very rare that there was no "Blue Silver Grass" growing.

You must know that in this "soldier tomb", almost every "grave" is covered with mutated "blue silver grass" that emits faint blue fluorescence. Only this one has nothing within a square radius.

Standing in front of this special 'grave', Ling Yi leaned over and picked up an iron-brown seed buried in gray dust and gravel.

Holding the seed in front of his eyes, a rare wave appeared in Ling Yi's eyes. Especially after sensing the faint but extremely tenacious vitality contained in it, a smile that could make a hundred flowers bloom bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Iron Birch Blue Silver Grass" is one of the first several century-old "Blue Silver Grass" cultivated by Ling Yi.

Compared with A'lan and A'luo, who had transformed into Ling Yi's first and second soul rings, it was called A'hua by Ling Yi and was cultivated all the way to 999 years of cultivation. After Yi's martial soul was promoted to the 'Jege Level' and 'King Level', Ling Yi strengthened its origin in the form of canonization, and broke through to a thousand-year cultivation level in one fell swoop.

However, as the most common "Blue Silver Grass", even if it is the best-looking batch selected by Ling Yi from hundreds of thousands of seeds, even if it mutates under Ling Yi's cultivation , when the cultivation reached nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, an insurmountable chasm stood in front of it.

The threshold of ten thousand years involves all aspects of factors, and it is no longer something that Ling Yi can successfully promote just because he wants it to be promoted.

Looking at the "Blue Silver Grass" cultivated in Ling Yi's hands, Ah Lan is the "Blue Silver Grass" with the most primitive attributes, and is also the one most affected by Ling Yi's martial soul bloodline. Among the two major blue plants, Ling Yi and Ah Yin, Thanks to the Silver Emperor's efforts in cultivating him, his talent has reached the level of a ten-thousand-year king.

As for the "Red Flame Blue Silver King" and the "Ice Blue Silver King", they were more lucky to absorb the ultimate ice and fire attribute breath in the "Ice and Fire Eyes". Only then were they able to break through their own barriers, not only successfully breaking through Ten Thousand Years King level, the promotion speed after King level is also far faster than Alan, the "Blue Silver King".

Qualifications and destiny are so unreasonable sometimes.

Often, things that you may not be able to get after all your hard work can be easily obtained by others just by eating, drinking, and having fun.

Just like A Hua and A Luo, even if Ling Yi pulls A Yin and pours vitality into their mouths, if they can't break through, they can't break through.

A'luo has given up on breaking through on her own. As her wisdom is not inferior to that of ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, she plans to choose an outstanding talent among the descendants of the Ling family, and sacrifice it to become the companion soul ring of the other person, and follow the other person in the future. Grow together.

The characteristics of "female radish" are attachment and parasitism, so A Luo's choice did not surprise Ling Yi.

Similarly, the choice of Ah Hua fully reflects the characteristics of the "Iron Birch Tree".

When the 'Blue Silver Collar' moved, Ah Hua took the initiative to stay at the Ling Family's "Military Tomb" to hone himself with the iron-blooded warriors and the sharpness of gold and iron here, hoping to seize the possible opportunity for promotion.

If you don’t succeed, you will reach Nirvana!

Looking at the seeds in front of him, Ling Yi seemed to see that Ah Hua, who had been trapped in cultivation for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, finally chose to sublime to the extreme. At the moment when his cultivation forcibly broke through to ten thousand years, he transformed his entire body into In order to condense them all into a soul ring and hand it over to Tang Yuehua to absorb, all that was left of him was turned into a seed, waiting for Nirvana and rebirth.

At that moment, Ah Hua's thoughts should have been a mixture of disappointment and hope.

The breakthrough was successful, and it successfully raised the cultivation level to ten thousand years.

The promotion failed. Although the cultivation level has reached ten thousand years, its origin has not been successfully promoted to the 'king level', and it still has half a foot on the thousand-year 'noble level'.

If you want to find a term that can comfort yourself, then 'half-step king level' can barely be used to describe Ah Hua at that moment.

Unfortunately, reality is not fiction. Success is success, and failure is failure. Just like Ling Yi's previous sports competition, a millisecond difference was the difference between the champion and the runner-up.

And in a sense, everyone except the champion has a common noun: loser!

Fortunately, after following Ling Yi for so many years, it's hard to say that Ah Hua is quite qualified in terms of saving lives.

All the "Geng Xin Blue Silver Grass" in the "Soldier Tomb" contributed their own strength to Ah Hua, pulling it back from the edge of dryness, and successfully gave birth to the only seed in this world.

Ling Yi turned around and approached the soldiers' tomb. Amidst the buzzing sounds of magic weapons such as Zhan Ge, Fang Tian's painted halberd, and eight-edged epee, he planted Ah Hua's seeds in the center of the soldiers' tomb.

The green light bloomed in his right hand, and the endless breath of life appeared. Under this influence, the seeds buried shallowly in the soil sprouted quickly, pushing open the thin layer of soil covering it.

Similarly, the tiny roots are also piercing the ground and in all directions. For these roots, the Gengxin energy in the ground is like the life-killing fire, attacking them crazily all the time.

Fortunately, with the support of the life energy released in Ling Yi's hands, although it was difficult, he withstood the invasion of waves of Gengxin's sharp energy, and adapted bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took, when the Gengxin energy in the ground was no longer violent, or it was not so unbearable for these new roots, Ling Yi gradually weakened the life energy released in his hands.

From the perspective of spiritual sense, Ling Yi could see that the root system had adapted to the Gengxin energy, and at this moment, he could even absorb these Gengxin energy bit by bit as nutrients for his own growth.

When his eyes came to the plant that had grown to about a foot tall, he saw that the whole plant was silver-gray in color, and its appearance was only 60% similar to "Blue Silver Grass". The only three blades of grass were new ones shaped like daggers. "Iron Birch·Blue Silver Grass", Ling Yi declared loudly like an emperor with a constitution in his mouth: "From now on, you are the "Three-leaf Sword Grass", with a rank higher than the 'noble level', waiting for you to absorb the "Soldier Tomb" "When Geng Xin's vigor reaches the six leaves, it's time for you to enter the 'King Level'!" "

As for whether he could become a "Nine-leaf Sword Grass" comparable to the Blue Silver Emperor, Ling Yi didn't mention it. He only looked at A Hua's own destiny in the future.

Ling Yi never thought of transplanting A-Hua to "Ice and Fire Eyes" or "Blue Silver Valley". Compared with these places, the environment in "Soldier Tomb" is more suitable for A-Hua's growth.