Douluo: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

While traveling across the continent, he encountered a 100,000-year-old soul beast whose true form was actually Blue Silver Grass, the king of Blue Silver Grass, the Blue Silver Emperor.

Therefore, I speculate that if a Soul Master awakens a Blue Silver Grass with full Soul Power, it is definitely not a useless Martial Soul, but most likely the Blue Silver Emperor with terrifying vitality...

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Chapter 17 A Shocking Change on the Turbulent Continent

The next day, Tang Shan instructed Su Haichao to submit his completed "Sixth Treatise on Martial Souls" to the Martial Soul Hall.

After changing hands several times, this theory first reached the hands of Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heavenly Dou Clan.

This was a handsome young man, only nine or ten years old, yet he already possessed an air of nobility that seemed to emanate from royalty. The dragon patterns embroidered on his clothes highlighted his high status. His blond hair flowed naturally, and a faint smile always graced his face, instantly inspiring a sense of goodwill in anyone who saw him for the first time.

“Young Master, the new Sixth Treatise on Martial Souls has just come out. I got it from Salas and sent it over immediately.”

Seeing the man behaving respectfully, "Crown Prince Tiandou" Xue Qinghe quickly stepped forward and helped the man up.

Uncle She, I've told you so many times, there's no need for such formality. Just call me Xiaoxue normally, that's enough.

"Etiquette must not be neglected."

She Long remained stubborn and showed no intention of changing how he was addressed.

The somewhat helpless blond boy shook his head, took a bone from his waist, and handed it to the helper sent by his grandfather.

“Uncle She, this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone comes from a twenty-thousand-year-old venomous python. Why don’t you absorb it? With the help of this soul bone, you should have no problem breaking through to the title.”

"Thank you for your kindness, young master."

She Long did not refuse, but respectfully accepted the soul bone from the blond boy with both hands.

"I am willing to die for my young lord."

She Long made a solemn vow, then disappeared into the darkness of the room.

"Uncle Porcupine, don't worry, I've already sent people to find a suitable soul bone for you."

Despite the seemingly empty room, the blond boy still solemnly made his promise.

"Young Master, please don't worry too much about me. We should focus on your plan. She Long's title is enough to protect you temporarily. There's no need to waste your time offering sacrifices."

Hearing another voice coming from the darkness, Xue Qinghe smiled slightly.

"Uncle Porcupine, don't worry about it. The grandfathers were just concerned about me, afraid that one Title Douluo wouldn't be enough. That's why they specially sent two beings who are close to being Title Douluos to assist me and to find the corresponding soul bones to help them break through. It was all arranged by the Hall of Worship."

With that, Xue Qinghe returned to his seat and began to carefully read the theory.

"Blue Silver Emperor, interesting. It turns out that Blue Silver Grass can become a 100,000-year-old soul beast. Speaking of which, isn't the woman next to Haotian Twin Stars a Blue Silver Grass with full innate soul power? Could it be that her martial soul is the legendary Blue Silver Emperor?"

Faced with the novel theory, Xue Qinghe seemed thoughtful. As for the idea that A Yin was a soul beast in human form, it was really far-fetched. Otherwise, the full soul power of every beast martial soul could be suspected to be a soul beast in human form.

Layer upon layer of mountains, imposing and majestic. The towering peaks resemble sleeping giants, serene and solemn.

At the gate of the Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world, a middle-aged man took one last look at the bustling marketplace before turning around and stepping inside without hesitation.

"Brother Hao, take good care of Third Sister. Don't worry about the sect. I'll protect it for you. Sooner or later, our Haotian Sect will surely stand tall on the Douluo Continent."

The words drifted into the air and vanished into nothingness; the burly middle-aged man's figure disappeared into the deep Haotian Palace.

……

"Reporting to the Pope, we have suspected the discovery of a 100,000-year-old soul beast that has transformed into a human."

A massive angel relief covered the entire wall, with a large chair positioned below it, as if the angel had bestowed upon this position supreme power. A head of flowing blond hair cascaded down to his shoulders, and his deep pupils gleamed with an inexplicable light.

"Tell me, where did you find it?"

"An elder happened to meet Tang Hao, one of the 'Twin Stars of Haotian,' while he was out. He was accompanied by a woman who had a faint aura of a soul beast."

"I remember that woman's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, right? Tell me how a Blue Silver Grass can cultivate for 100,000 years."

"This……"

The subordinate, who was half-squatting below awaiting orders, was clearly stumped by the question and hesitated somewhat.

At this moment, a Templar Knight from the Spirit Hall respectfully entered the Papal Palace. "Inform the Pope that the master's 'Sixth Treatise on Spirit' has been published. This news came from Heaven Dou City."

As he spoke, a letter bearing the mark of a miniature angel appeared in the Templar Knight's hands, which he held respectfully with both hands.

The envelope floated into the air, drifting towards the blond man sitting in the Papal Palace.

What no one noticed was that a hint of tenderness flashed in the Pope's usually calm eyes when he saw the letter.

He opened the envelope, read it carefully, and a smile appeared on his face, gradually widening.

"Hahaha! Heaven is on my side! The Blue Silver Emperor, it's the Blue Silver Emperor! I want this soul beast."

As laughter echoed throughout the entire Papal Palace, a burst of brilliant golden light erupted from the man, the sacred radiance painting the sky above golden.

"Elders, follow me into battle."

In the grand hall adorned with enormous angelic wings, a figure stands beneath an angel statue, seemingly becoming one with the majestic and sacred sculpture.

Sensing the immense commotion in the Papal Palace, Qian Daoliu, who was immersed in a certain special state, slowly opened his eyes.

"Qianjun, go and see what the Pope is up to."

An old man who received the order nodded and disappeared from the offering hall in a flash.

A moment later, he reappeared before Qian Daoliu, his expression somewhat peculiar. He organized his thoughts before slowly recounting the information he had just received.

"Brother, the Pope went to hunt down a Soul Master who is suspected to be a 100,000-year-old Soul Beast in human form, which is why there was that commotion just now."

Qian Daoliu made no comment.

"However, there is a little trouble. You should also remember that Soul Master, she was the little girl who followed that Tang Hao. I heard she was a Blue Silver Grass, which is quite rare."

"He is a disciple of the Haotian Sect."

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly. Seeing the change in his elder brother's expression, Qian Jun Douluo volunteered.

"Should I go and call the Pope back?"

"Forget it, a 100,000-year-old soul beast is fine if we can catch it. Whether the Pope gives it to his disciple or Xiaoxue, he can do with it as he pleases. We don't need to interfere. As for the Haotian Sect, that guy hasn't made any moves in all these years. We don't know what's going on, but it shouldn't be a big problem to take action against one or two of his disciples. I've never said I wouldn't take action against his sect."

As he spoke, a complex expression appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes, a mixture of melancholy, regret, and a deep-seated loneliness.

……

"Little brother, I've already broken through to level nineteen, you can't slack off."

When Su Yuntao was training in Tangshan, he casually crossed his legs. Watching him hold a ball in his hands with his fingers naturally spread, his knees and toes in a straight line, his head as if carrying a heavy object, his buttocks sitting back, his body rising and falling in a certain rhythm.

"What's the trick to this? It feels somewhat similar to the horse stance you taught me, yet also different."

Tangshan didn't answer, but quietly felt her body, the contraction of her heart, the flow of her blood, the rise and fall of her steps...

The intense heat accumulated in the body, but the stimulation from the tailbone caused Tangshan's pores to close, locking in the energy within the body.

After a long while, accompanied by a "whoosh," Su Yuntao, who thought she was seeing things, was surprised to see a thin white line seemingly coming out of Tangshan's mouth.

brush!

All the closed pores opened wide, and sweat, along with the heat, escaped from them. In a very short time, Tangshan became a "water person".

"Little brother, I want to learn this."

Su Yuntao's eyes lit up. Putting everything else aside, the special effect of steam rising from the body was indescribably ethereal.

Tang Shan picked up the towel next to him and carefully wiped himself, then shook his head.

"Brother, you need to master the basic stance first. You haven't even stabilized your lower body yet, and you're already dreaming about standing at attention."

During this period, Tangshan's life was simple yet fulfilling. He spent his days either training or practicing, and he tried every experiment that had been conducted over the past three years.

For example, I tried using soul power as chakra, attaching it to the soles of my feet to see if it could attract my body. Unfortunately, the experiment failed. This isn't surprising, considering that soul power and the Hokage's chakra are ultimately two different types of extraordinary energy; it's perfectly normal that something easily done in one energy system cannot be done in another.

For example, could soul power be projected outwards, like true qi, or condensed into a weapon? The experiment failed again. Although later battles confirmed that soul power could be projected outwards, this crucial point was difficult to pinpoint precisely. Unless through soul skills, Tang Shan couldn't help but think of his father's second soul skill, but he quickly abandoned the research. It wasn't that he didn't know where to start, but rather that he wanted to avoid putting the cart before the horse. Cultivation was the foundation; without sufficient cultivation, even the most amazing ideas were nothing but castles in the air.

However, there were some gains along the way. In the process of researching training methods, he seems to have created a stance based on his previous life's martial arts, thanks to his keen self-awareness.

Standing meditation (Zhan Zhuang) and horse stance (Zha Ma Bu) are somewhat similar, but based on his experience training in Tangshan, he discovered the differences. In Tangshan's view, horse stance, while a form of exercise, is fundamentally different from static exercises like planks or single-leg standing. However, his self-developed standing meditation is different. It's not a rigid horse stance, but rather involves dynamic changes. The body's center of gravity shifts but remains constant, not only training the lower body but also providing a gradual understanding and control of the body.

The body changes with the weather, but the mind remains constantly calm;

Feet firmly planted on the ground, head held high in mid-air;

Embrace the heavens and earth, gaze into the distance and find peace in your heart.

These are the key points for standing meditation summarized by Tangshan himself. He once thought of passing them on to Su Yuntao, but he found that his elder brother's horse stance foundation was not good enough, and it would be difficult for him to stand meditation directly. Helplessly, he could only remind the other party to practice the horse stance seriously.

boom!

The sudden sound of the door being pushed open startled Su Yuntao and the Tang brothers. Looking towards the door, they saw a young guard who usually stood at the entrance of the Spirit Hall, panting heavily.

"Xiao Wang, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Su Yuntao stepped forward, secretly shielding Tang Shan behind her, and asked him seriously.

"Lord, the Lord..."

"What happened to my dad?"

Su Yuntao took a big step, her eyes fixed on the young man, her tone filled with unspeakable anxiety.

Tang Shan's heart sank suddenly, and he had a bad feeling.

"The Hall Master told me to summon you to the Spirit Hall."

Having finally calmed down, Xiao Wang was a little confused. Why were these two second-generation rich kids so nervous? He didn't seem to have said anything wrong.

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Chapter 18 Changes on the Continent, Tang Hao's Death-Defying Battle Against Three Titles

"You really gave me a fright, Xiao Wang, you're something else..."

On the way to the Spirit Hall in Notting City, Su Yuntao patted the Spirit Hall guard in an annoyed manner.

Xiao Wang smiled awkwardly, not expecting to make such a big blunder. After all, it was his first time working for the Palace Master, and in his excitement, he was only thinking about finishing quickly. He didn't expect that the notification he gave at the last minute would have such a huge ambiguity.

"Did the Palace Master say why he wanted to call us over?"

The young man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Soon, the Spirit Hall of Notting City came into view. At the entrance, a beautiful young woman of about eighteen years old looked around and saw Tang Shan and his group in the distance. She quickly waved to them.

"Big brother, is Sister Sisi looking for you?" Tang Shan teased Su Yuntao beside him, his words full of amusement.

Su Yuntao was a little embarrassed, but still stubbornly said, "Troublesome woman." Though her words were harsh, her actions were quite decisive. The Lu Xun team couldn't help but quicken their pace to meet the girl running towards them.

Tang Shan continued at a leisurely pace, taking another two minutes to reach the Spirit Hall. By this time, Tao Ge was clearly done with his antics, his face calm as if nothing had happened.

"Little brother, Dad is looking for us."

Tang Shan didn't expose his older brother's intention to bluff his way through; he simply nodded and followed him upstairs.

Inside a room on the top floor of the Spirit Hall in Notting City, as soon as the door was opened, Matthew, with white hair and a white beard, stepped out. He nodded kindly to the two of them and then went downstairs.

"Shanzi, Yuntao, come in."

Su Haichao's loud voice came from the room, and Tang Shan breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, finally putting his mind at ease.

Pushing open the door, I saw Su Haichao sitting solemnly in his seat, tapping the table with the fingers of one hand, clearly very agitated.

"Dad, what happened?" Tang Shan couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw that Su Haichao was obviously not right.

"A few days ago, a major event occurred on the mainland, a battle between top experts broke out, which may change the entire situation of the Spirit Hall."

……

A few days ago, a simple yet exquisite wooden cabin, humble yet reassuring, was filled with cries of pain that kept coming from inside.

Outside, a burly, granite-like middle-aged man with a resolute and rugged face paced anxiously at the door. Sometimes he wanted to rush into the house, but in the end he forcibly restrained his recklessness.

"Ah Yin, please make sure nothing happens to you." Tang Hao was filled with worry.

Even though he knew his wife's cultivation was not weak, and that she was a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form with an incredibly strong physique, how could he not worry about the child's birth?

A hysterical scream followed, and the room fell silent again. Tang Hao panicked and was about to break down the door, but he held back.

He could clearly sense that the life force in the room had not decreased, but rather increased, indicating that the mother and child were safe.

After a while, the door opened, and a group of midwives hired by IT filed out. The elderly woman at the head of the group walked up to Tang Hao, holding a wrinkled baby in her arms.

"Congratulations, mother and child are safe and sound. You have given birth to a noble son."

Tang Hao merely glanced at the baby, gave a token nod, and then barged into the room. Faced with such a bizarre situation, the old woman remained calm.