Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

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Bidding farewell to Jiang Yuan, who had a thoughtful look on his face, Ling Yi shouldered the fifty-pound Long-handled Battle Axe and turned back to the Third Medical Battalion.

On the way, he greeted a few injured soldiers and chatted briefly with the old medicine man who was drying herbs. Then, Ling Yi returned to his tent, which was located in a corner.

Before he even got close, patches of blue caught his eye, and a fresh, herbal scent wafted into his nostrils, refreshing his lungs.

It was the 'Blue Silver Grass,' a batch of carefully selected, high-quality seeds that Ling Yi had nurtured with great care! Centering around Ling Yi's tent, within a hundred-meter radius, seven or eight other tents were surrounded by the 'Blue Silver Grass.'

Inside his tent, he placed the Long-handled Battle Axe on the weapon rack. Glancing at the other three weapons, Ling Yi shook his head and let out a long sigh.

The Battle Knife, Steel Spear, Mixed Iron Staff, and Long-handled Battle Axe—four weapons he had forged himself, all at the five-hundred-forging level. Except for the Battle Knife, the other three were still too heavy for him to wield for long periods.

At the root of it, he was still young, his body not fully developed, and his strength was still too weak.

If he were another protagonist, at eleven years old, most would already be around level twenty, pondering which millennium soul beast to choose for their third soul ring. Ling Yi, however, was only just over level twelve in Soul Power.

It was thanks to his 'First Soul Skill: Vitality Flourishing' that he could nourish his body and heal internal injuries, allowing him to train more freely over the past six months.

Whether it was practicing the Thirty-six Forms of the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique, researching how to use the rebound force to strengthen his physique, or further studying the Three Techniques of the Farmer and the Basic Body Forging Exercises to make their training effects stronger and more comprehensive, Ling Yi was constantly exploring and verifying.

At this point, in terms of physical strength, Ling Yi, standing at just over 1.7 meters tall, already possessed a force of about four hundred pounds. In his previous life in ancient times, with his skill in handling various weapons, he would have been considered a young and promising warrior.

Approaching a bucket of warm water that he had prepared in advance, Ling Yi casually stripped down, washed his feet, and then jumped in to soak.

After a thorough wash, feeling refreshed, Ling Yi put on clean clothes, lay down on his bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep instantly, surrounded by the 'Blue Silver Grass.'

At that moment, the 'Blue Silver Grass' within a hundred-meter radius transformed into a myriad of pale blue stars, appearing in Ling Yi's mind.

In deep sleep, he entered a state of deep sleep autonomously. Ling Yi's powerful mental strength allowed him to maintain a keen awareness of his surroundings without interfering with the quality of his physical and mental recovery.

This state was quite peculiar, as if his spirit had split into two. One part was the one he used and consumed during his waking hours, while the other, which usually remained dormant, would awaken during deep sleep and take over all bodily functions.

Whether it was guiding the flow of external spiritual energy through the body's meridians, automatically adjusting and coordinating the organs, rapidly absorbing nutrients, and quickly recovering, as well as maintaining a keen awareness of the surroundings, all of these were autonomously managed by the other part of his spirit.

Combining the knowledge and novel ideas from his previous life, Ling Yi provisionally categorized this phenomenon as the 'Theory of Three Selves'—Ego, True Self, and Super Self!

The 'Theory of Three Selves' considers three dimensions: time, yin-yang, and biology.

From the perspective of time, Ego is the past self; True Self is the present self; Super Self is the future self.

From the perspective of yin-yang, Ego is the initial self, neither black nor white; True Self is the changing self, balanced in yin and yang; Super Self is the transcendent self, unified in chaos.

From the perspective of biology, Ego is the instinctual self; True Self is the harmonious self; Super Self is the ideal self.

Now, with his current level of knowledge, Ling Yi could only be like a fledgling bird at the edge of the ocean of wisdom, tentatively touching the surface of the water, tasting its saltiness.

The concepts of time and yin-yang were too advanced and profound. Ling Yi only knew the terms and their superficial meanings and did not intend to delve deeply into them at this early stage of his journey, before he had found his path.

Focusing on the biological perspective, Ling Yi categorized his daily state as True Self, and the state during deep sleep as the awakening of Ego.

When he fully mobilized his mental strength, greatly enhancing his senses and making his thoughts rapidly active, the moment of extraordinary learning ability might be a preliminary manifestation of Super Self.

'Both the human body and the soul are wondrous existences.'

After two quarters of an hour, Ling Yi opened his eyes, and this thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Without any reason, this insight welled up from his heart. Ling Yi silently repeated it a few times and stored it deep in his mind for future contemplation.

After a good night's sleep, feeling refreshed and invigorated, Ling Yi got up, sensing that his soul power had not only fully recovered but had also made a slight improvement. A satisfied smile spread across his face.

He walked over to a desk on the opposite side of the weapon rack. On this desk, there were seven or eight thick books neatly stacked in one corner.

Picking up the top few books and setting them aside, Ling Yi took the three books from the bottom and placed them on the desk in front of him, then sat down on a chair.

The top book of the stack he had set aside was titled 'Weapon-Type Soul Beasts—Ling Yi.'

The three books in front of him, laid out in a row, were titled:

'Introduction to Human Anatomy—Ling Yi'

'Relationship Between Soul Power and the Human Meridians—Ling Yi'

'Basic Principles of Soul Skills—Ling Yi'

After flipping through each book, the scent of ink and paper mingled in Ling Yi's nose. He placed the 'Soul Power' and 'Soul Skills' books, which only had content on the first seven or eight pages, on top of the 'Weapon-Type Soul Beasts' stack. He then opened the 'Introduction to Human Anatomy' and flipped to page twenty-three, where his gaze landed on the half-page of notes.

Picking up a pen, Ling Yi's eyes momentarily lost focus before turning serious, and his pen began to move across the page:

'Patient 113, left ankle joint fracture. The condition of the bones, muscles, blood vessels, and skin during the fracture differs from that of Patient 27, who had a tibia and fibula fracture in the lower leg... Similarities include... Differences are...'

Writing carefully, Ling Yi completed the text and then took a clean sheet of paper from a drawer under the desk, beginning to sketch.

With a few strokes, a human lower leg and foot appeared under Ling Yi's pen, with clear depictions of bones, blood vessels, and muscles, which looked somewhat eerie.

After finishing the drawing, Ling Yi examined it carefully, made a few additional marks, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Pausing for a moment, Ling Yi took another stack of paper from another drawer and placed it next to the one he had just drawn.

Left hand, left arm, right hand, right arm, left leg, right leg, foot, arm, waist, ribs...

One by one, different parts of the human body were depicted in the drawings. If anyone else saw them, they might mistake him for some kind of perverted or fallen soul master.

His gaze calmly swept over each drawing, finally pausing in the center of the table.

There, on the wooden surface, was a blank space without any paper.

His expression remained unchanged, but a whisper echoed in his mind: 'Progress is a bit slow. It's time to observe the internal organs...'

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