Chapter 506 Nine-Leaf Sword Grass
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 Gods" evolved from the "Seal of the Gods" blocks 99% of the power of the body, even if it is a "Dark Demon Evil Tiger" with multiple attributes and unparalleled combat power, at this time in 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 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 we 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 walking 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 over 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 that was 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 normal, Ling Yi could easily notice 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 and reached for the light blue metal ring at the edge of the stone slab. He pulled back and pulled up the stone slab of about a meter square, revealing a cave underneath that was emitting a faint blue light.
As the stone slab was pulled open, a pungent smell of rust surged up from the cave, which was dispelled by Ling Yi's palm.
Without waiting any longer, Ling Yi raised his foot and jumped into the cave. The view in front of him instantly changed from the dimness of the main hall to bright.
It was obviously the underground space where you couldn't see your hand in front of you, but it was brighter than the courtyard outside with moonlight pouring down.
It can be seen that with Ling Yi's arrival, every "blue silver grass" emitting light in this underground space swayed without wind.
Ling Yi looked around, his sight swept across the eight corner pillars on all sides of the underground space, and focused on a small depression on the top of those pillars.
If someone is careful, they will find that the size of these small depressions is exactly the same as the eight small wooden sculptures on the bedside of Ling Yi's room.
Shaking his head, Ling Yi walked towards the center of the underground space.
This is the "Soldier's Tomb" that was once located under the large warehouse of Shanhaiyuan. There are hundreds of thousands of weapons piled up here, including excellent weapons eliminated by soul masters, and broken weapons collected on the battlefield. Each of them has been stained with the blood of the enemy.
As Ling Yi approached, the magic weapons in the central soldier's tomb of the "Soldier's Tomb" and the "Blue Silver Grass" on all sides made excited buzzing sounds, among which the purple-black war spear made the most intense movement.
Unfortunately, the buzzing of these magic weapons did not attract a response from Ling Yi, the scumbag owner. With a heart as cold as iron, he just glanced at it and focused his attention on the "grave mound" more than ten meters away from the soldier's tomb.
Around the ‘grave mound’ filled with the remains of various weapons, there was no ‘blue silver grass’ growing, which was very rare.
You know, in this ‘soldier’s tomb’, almost every ‘grave mound’ was surrounded by mutated ‘blue silver grass’ emitting faint blue fluorescence, but this one had nothing within a few meters.
Standing in front of this special ‘grave mound’, Ling Yi leaned over and picked up an iron-brown seed buried by gray dust and gravel.
When he pinched the seed in front of his eyes, Ling Yi’s eyes rarely showed some ripples. Especially after sensing the faint but extremely tenacious vitality contained in it, a smile that was enough to make a hundred flowers bloom bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
“Iron Birch Blue Silver Grass”, one of the first few hundred-year-old “blue silver grass” cultivated by Ling Yi.
Compared with Alan and Aluo, who have become Ling Yi's first and second soul rings, the one called Ahua by Ling Yi was cultivated all the way to the 999th year of cultivation. Later, after Ling Yi's martial soul was promoted to the 'noble level' and 'king level', Ling Yi strengthened its origin in the form of canonization, and broke through to the thousand-year level of cultivation in one fell swoop.
However, as a most ordinary "Blue Silver Grass", even if it was the best batch selected by Ling Yi from hundreds of thousands of seeds, even if it mutated under Ling Yi's cultivation, when its cultivation reached 9999 years, an insurmountable natural chasm stood in front of it.
The threshold of the ten thousand level involves various factors, and it is no longer possible for Ling Yi to successfully promote it.
Looking at the several "Blue Silver Kings" cultivated by Ling Yi, Alan is the "Blue Silver Grass" with the most primitive attributes, and is also the one that is most affected by Ling Yi's martial soul bloodline. Under the dedicated cultivation of Ling Yi and Ayin, the two Blue Silver Emperors, it was barely able to break through to the Ten Thousand Years King level.
As for "Red Flame·Blue Silver King" and "Ice·Blue Silver King", they were more fortunate to absorb the extreme ice and fire attribute aura in the "Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes", which enabled them to break through their own barriers, not only successfully breaking through the Ten Thousand Years King level, but also the promotion speed after the King level is far faster than Alan, the "Blue Silver King".
Qualification and fate are sometimes so unreasonable.
Often, what you may not be able to get after all the hardships, others can easily get it by eating, drinking, and having fun.
Just like Ahua and Aluo, even if Ling Yi pulled Ayin to pour vitality into their mouths, they couldn't break through.
A Luo has given up on breaking through on her own. As a beast with wisdom not inferior to ordinary ten thousand year soul beasts, she is ready to choose a talented one among the younger generations of the Ling family, and transform into the other party's companion soul ring by way of sacrifice, and grow up with the other party in the future.
The characteristics of the "Female Lobelia Grass" itself are dependence and parasitism, and A Luo's choice did not surprise Ling Yi much.
Similarly, A Hua's choice also fully reflects the characteristics of the "Iron Birch Tree".
When the "Blue Silver Leader" moved, A Hua took the initiative to request to stay in the "Soldier's Tomb" of the Ling family, and sharpen himself with the iron-blooded military evil and the sharp spirit of gold and iron here, in order to fight for the possible opportunity of promotion.
If you fail, you will be reborn!
Looking at the seed in front of him, Ling Yi seemed to see that A Hua, who had been trapped in the cultivation for 9,999 years, finally chose to sublimate to the extreme. At the moment when his cultivation broke through to ten thousand years, he condensed all his cultivation into a soul ring and handed it over to Tang Yuehua for absorption. Only his origin was transformed into a seed, waiting for nirvana to be reborn.
At that moment, Ah Hua's thoughts should be a mixture of disappointment and hope.
The breakthrough was successful, and it successfully raised its cultivation to ten thousand years.
The promotion failed. Although the cultivation level broke through to ten thousand years, its origin did not successfully sublimate to the ‘king level’, and it still had one 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 a novel. Success is success and failure is failure, just like Ling Yi’s sports competition in his previous life, a millisecond difference is the difference between the champion and the runner-up.
In a sense, everyone else except the champion has a common term: loser!
Fortunately, after following Ling Yi for so many years, it is hard to say anything else, but Ah Hua is quite qualified in terms of saving his life.
All the “Genxin·Blue Silver Grass” in the “Soldier’s Tomb” contributed their own strength to Ah Hua, pulling him back from the edge of the origin drying up, and successfully nurturing the only seed in this world.
Ling Yi turned and approached the soldier’s tomb. Amid the humming sounds of the magic weapons such as the war spear, the Fangtian painted halberd, and the eight-sided heavy sword, he planted Ah Hua’s seed in the center of the soldier’s tomb.
The right hand glowed with green light, and endless life energy appeared. Under the influence of this, the seeds buried in the shallow soil quickly sprouted and pushed away the thin layer of soil covering it.
Similarly, tiny roots also went underground and in all directions. The Gengxin sharp energy underground was like a raging fire that annihilated the vitality of these roots, and they were madly attacking them all the time.
Fortunately, with the support of the life energy released by Ling Yi's hand, although it was difficult, it withstood the invasion of waves of Gengxin sharp energy and adapted bit by bit.
After an unknown period of time, when the Gengxin sharp energy underground was no longer violent, or it was not so unbearable for these new roots, Ling Yi gradually weakened the life energy released from his hand.
From the perspective of spiritual perception, Ling Yi could see that the roots that had adapted to the Gengxin sharp energy could even absorb these Gengxin energy bit by bit as nutrients for their own growth.
His sight came to the plant that had grown to a height of about a foot. Looking at the new "Iron Birch Blue Silver Grass" which was silver-gray in color and only 60% similar in appearance to "Blue Silver Grass", and the only three grass leaves were shaped like daggers, Ling Yi announced loudly like an emperor who spoke the law of heaven: "From now on, you are a "Three-Leaf Sword Grass", equivalent to the "Lord Level". When you absorb the sharp energy of "Soldier's Tomb" to achieve six leaves, it will be the time for you to enter the "King Level"! "
As for whether it can become a "Nine-Leaf Sword Grass" comparable to the Blue Silver Emperor, Ling Yi did not mention it. It depends on Ah Hua's own luck in the future.
Ling Yi did not think of transplanting Ah Hua to "Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye" or "Blue Silver Valley". Compared with these places, the environment here in "Soldier's Tomb" is more suitable for Ah Hua's growth.