Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

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Ling Yi was stumped by why the 'Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin —— Shaohai Point' was chosen as the starting point in the *Basic Meditation Method*.

After all, on just the right hand alone, there were the Three Yang Meridians of the Hand and the Three Yin Meridians of the Hand, a total of six meridians!

The thumb had the 'Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian'.

The index finger had the 'Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian'.

The middle finger had the 'Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian'.

The ring finger had the 'Hand Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian'.

The little finger had the 'Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian' and the 'Hand Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian'.

In theory, each of these meridians could be used as a channel for meditation, cultivation, and the circulation of soul power.

While pondering this, Ling Yi divided his attention, using his mental energy to guide the soul power within his body along the 'Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian' for cultivation.

After nearly an hour, the efficiency of his cultivation began to decline. Ling Yi, still unable to figure out the reason, reluctantly gathered his thoughts and stored the soul power, which had increased by about five percent, in his Dantian, ending his cultivation session.

At the same time, he shook his head slightly, thinking, 'Ultimately, there are too few known parameters, making it impossible to understand the principle~'

Thinking about the lack of parameters, Ling Yi also recalled the *Three Techniques of the Farmer*, which were still not fully developed. The main reason for this was the limited number of people he could observe in his daily life, making it difficult to obtain more data on the human body's muscular responses to limb movements.

Getting up from the bed, he looked at the wooden rack beside it, where a row of flower pots were placed, each containing a few *Blue Silver Grass* plants.

Walking over, he gently stroked the leaves of a few of the plants, feeling the faint yet vibrant life force they contained, which helped to ease his slightly chaotic thoughts.

The sharp, piercing cries of cicadas outside the window seemed tireless and endless, reminding Ling Yi of the scorching heat outside.

Calculating the time, he thought that by now, his grandfather Ling Changqing and his father Ling Xiaoshan should have already cut a good amount of lush, juicy fodder and were on their way back.

Ling Yi thought to himself.

Feeling the subtle tension in his meridians and the slight abnormality when he had stored the soul power back in his Dantian, Ling Yi began to reflect on his cultivation session of about an hour, summarizing his experiences.

'For about an hour, the soul power continuously circulated in the meridians. Besides the soul power itself, there were also particles from the outside, or rather... spirit energy!'

Ling Yi began to pace slowly around the room to relieve the stiffness and stagnation in his limbs and qi and blood from sitting cross-legged for a long time.

At the same time, his eyes scanned the *Blue Silver Grass* plants on the wooden racks in the room, occasionally glancing out the open window to the dense, verdant forest canopy outside.

By doing so, the mental energy he had consumed from dividing his attention and maintaining concentration during his cultivation session was gradually restored.

'As Yan Bin mentioned, soul power cultivation should not be too long each time. The duration varies depending on one's talent. Exceeding this time not only reduces efficiency but can also harm the body if one is not careful...'

'Now, it seems that besides the decline in concentration and the increasing consumption of mental energy over time, the body's meridians also have to withstand the impact of external spirit energy, forcing one to stop cultivation before losing control of mental energy or damaging the meridians!'

'Those with higher innate soul power and stronger martial soul aptitude must have more resilient meridians, a higher degree of control over soul power, and more soul power enveloping more external spirit energy...'

'More spirit energy intake, longer cultivation time, and higher cultivation efficiency—this naturally leads to a huge difference in cultivation speed!'

Although he had not seen other soul masters cultivate, Ling Yi felt that this theory should have some merit in the world of the Douluo Continent.

'Speaking of which, in the original storyline, Tang San cultivated the highest internal cultivation technique of the Tang Sect from his previous life, the *Xuantian Technique*~' Ling Yi crossed his arms and propped his chin with one hand, recalling the novel he had read in his previous life:

'I remember that not long after Tang San became Yu Xiaogang's disciple, Yu Xiaogang gave him a manual that he claimed to have compiled himself, detailing the circulation routes and techniques for soul power during meditation...'

'At the time, Tang San secretly marveled that although Yu Xiaogang's soul power circulation route was not as good as the *Xuantian Technique*, the *Xuantian Technique* was the result of countless generations of the Tang Sect's hard work, while Master Yu Xiaogang was just one person.'

Without mentioning how Tang San gradually fell under the spell of Master Yu Xiaogang's 'astonishing wisdom', from this, Ling Yi deduced that soul power cultivation through meditation was most likely about controlling the circulation of one's own soul power in the meridians.

However, compared to the 'low martial' world where the main focus was on refining essence into qi, the Douluo Continent, with the convenience of martial souls, could directly absorb external spirit energy, elevating it to the 'middle martial' level.

"Ah Yi~ Ah Yi—!"

Just then, a call suddenly broke through the noisy cicada sounds outside.

It was Zhang Lei. Recognizing the familiar voice, Ling Yi felt that his body, especially his legs, was no longer stiff, and his spirit had also relaxed. He loudly responded, "Coming—!"

He took two steps to the door, pushed it open, and walked into the courtyard of the Ling Changqing family.

At that moment, Zhang Lei also pushed the gate open and, upon seeing Ling Yi, ran up with a smile, grabbed Ling Yi's forearm, and dragged him out of the courtyard.

While running, he said, "Ah Yi, I've collected all the *Blue Silver Grass* seeds you asked for!"

Running for a short while, they arrived at Zhang Dahé's house. Entering the courtyard, they saw a grass mat spread out on the ground, with a pile of dark blue, almost black 'sand' lying there.

"Look—!"

Standing in front of the 'sand pile', Zhang Lei said happily to Ling Yi, "Three thousand grains! Not a grain less!"

"As you requested, these seeds are all plump and pure in color. The dry, cracked, and grayish ones have all been removed—!"

Ling Yi looked at the pile of *Blue Silver Grass* seeds with satisfaction, lightly tapped Zhang Lei on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Thanks, Brother Lei—"

"Hey! What for—!" Zhang Lei waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "It didn't take much effort. I and twenty others, including Erwa, Xiaoniú, and Huahua, followed your instructions to specifically cut *Blue Silver Grass*, collected the seeds, and delivered the grass leaves to your chicken coop and rabbit hutch. Each of us picked out a hundred or so seeds that met your requirements, and it was all done by noon—"

"Besides, Ah Huang and Miaomiao caught a lot of things this morning, and we had our fill of meat for lunch~"

"Erwa and the others said that if there's more of this work in the future, they'll definitely help out again—"

Listening to Zhang Lei, Ling Yi nodded and squatted down, reaching into the pile of seeds, feeling the comfort of the grains against his palm, and said lightly, "Tell them not to worry, I'll find them for help again, and there will be plenty of meat!"

"Mm-hm~" Zhang Lei also squatted down, watching Ling Yi's actions, and asked, "By the way, Ah Yi, what do you plan to do with these seeds?"

"Let's go—"

Ling Yi gathered the scattered seeds with both hands, picked up the corners of the mat, and held the seeds, nodding to Zhang Lei, saying, "First, let's go to my place and soak these seeds in the water trough we used for the ginseng seeds..."

In the past three years, from the age of three to six, Ling Yi, after discovering ginseng in the old forest north of Mountain Sea Village for the first time, often had Ah Huang and Miaomiao search for ginseng that had grown from seeds excreted by birds in the forest.

Instead of digging up the ginseng directly, he would collect the ginseng seeds, process them, and soak them to promote germination before planting them.

Although Ling Yi had no experience planting ginseng in either his previous life or this one, he could experiment with different locations, soil types, watering, and lighting, and by the second year, he could generally cultivate them in a favorable direction based on the growth of the ginseng.

After all, this was a world with the supernatural power of spirit energy, so it was natural for some phenomena to seem unscientific.

Ling Yi's goal was to turn the old forest north of Mountain Sea Village into his first ginseng cultivation base!

In the past, he could only drink ginseng chicken soup every few months, but in the future, he wanted to have it once a month, once a week, or even every day!

For now—

He needed to process those three thousand *Blue Silver Grass* seeds first.

(End of Chapter)