When Liu Feng was four years old, a long talk with his father and grandfather was like a key that opened the door to the Douluo world for him.
After that, Liu Feng understood that what he inherited was the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, which was just an ordinary existence in the Douluo Continent where powerful people were everywhere.
But his indomitable spirit meant he never felt discouraged.
Thus, Liu Feng embarked on a path of diligent study.
He immerse himself in literacy, reading, and exercise every day.
He treasured the intermediate-level martial spirit meditation method that his father had carefully purchased from the Martial Spirit Hall, studying it meticulously every night.
Liu Feng’s days were filled with a rigorous training schedule, as regular as a precisely running clock.
Before dawn, when darkness still shrouds the earth, Grandpa Liu Bai will wake him up.
Although Liu Bai has entered his twilight years, he still stands tall and is full of energy, as if time has not diminished his vitality much.
“Xiao Feng, the path of cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you slacken your oar, you will fall a thousand feet.”
“Persistence is of paramount importance.”
“Whether it’s cultivating soul power or tempering the body, it all requires daily accumulation and refinement.”
Liu Bai’s voice was deep yet powerful, exceptionally clear in the quiet morning, causing Liu Feng to subconsciously straighten his spine, his eyes revealing determination and persistence.
Liu Feng nodded vigorously, clenched his fist, and thought to himself, since God has given him a second chance at life, he must not waste this precious time.
In this dog-eat-dog world, only by becoming strong can one gain a foothold.
Liu Feng’s first training exercise was running.
Running may seem simple, but it is actually one of the most effective ways to improve physical fitness.
With his short legs, Liu Feng followed closely behind his grandfather, starting from the doorway of their house and jogging slowly along the winding village path.
After a while, he was panting heavily, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step he took was extremely difficult.
“Breathe evenly, walk steadily, and don’t be impatient.”
As Liu Bai ran, he didn’t forget to turn back and give Liu Feng instructions.
Following instructions, Liu Feng adjusted his breathing rhythm, and gradually, his steps became more steady, and his breathing became less rapid and disordered.
They ran a circle around the village from east to west, passing along the ridges of the fields, and finally rested briefly by the pond before jogging home.
At this moment, His father, Liu Qing, had already prepared breakfast, and the three of them sat around in the courtyard, enjoying a warm breakfast time.
After breakfast, Liu Qing took the medicinal herbs and went to Longxing Town with the villagers to sell them, while Liu Bai took Liu Feng to the grassland at the entrance of the village to begin teaching basic boxing techniques.
This set of boxing techniques was learned by Liu Bai when he was young in the army.
The moves are simple yet practical, making it especially suitable for beginners.
“The way of boxing is that power originates from the ground, and the waist and stance must be in harmony.”
“When throwing a punch, you need to generate power from your waist and keep your feet steady to unleash its full force.”
Liu Bai explained in detail while demonstrating personally.
His movements were clean and swift, his punches whistling through the air, like a tiger poised to pounce, displaying the beauty of power.
Liu Feng stared intently at his grandfather’s every move, and then began to imitate him earnestly.
Although his movements were somewhat immature, every punch he threw was quite skillful.
Liu Bai observed him carefully from the side, correcting his posture from time to time and patiently teaching him the techniques of exerting force.
“Xiao Feng, make sure you clench your fists and straighten your back so you can exert force.”
Grandpa’s voice rang in his ears, and Liu Feng quickly adjusted his posture.
Liu Bai nodded in satisfaction and continued to guide him on the next movement.
After getting tired from practicing his boxing techniques, Liu Feng stopped to rest.
They then turned to learning to read, as well as some common knowledge about spirit beasts and herbs, and continued learning until lunchtime.
After lunch, Liu Feng continued to learn meditation from his grandfather, Liu Bai.
The meditation method was an intermediate-level meditation method that Liu Qing had someone buy from the Spirit Hall.
For an ordinary spirit master family like theirs, this was already the best meditation method they could access.
“Meditation is the foundation of cultivating martial spirit.”
“Only through meditation can one perceive the soul power within the body, and then guide and strengthen it.”
Liu Bai sat cross-legged opposite Liu Feng, his voice gentle yet firm.
“But I haven’t awakened my martial soul yet.
Is practicing meditation really useful?” Liu Feng asked, his face full of doubt.
“Practicing meditation now is laying the groundwork for the future.”
“Because the key to meditation lies in the word ‘stillness’.
Young people are restless and easily agitated.
If they don’t get used to it in advance, they may find it difficult to calm down later and waste their precious time.”
Liu Bai explained patiently.
Liu Feng imitated his grandfather, sitting cross-legged with his hands gently placed on his knees and slowly closing his eyes.
His breathing gradually became steady, and he tried to clear his mind, attempting to enter a state of tranquility.
At first, he gained nothing and became somewhat impatient.
But Liu Bai’s voice rang out at the right moment: “Keep your mind calm and don’t be impatient.”
“Meditation is a long process that requires a lot of patience.”
Liu Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his impatience, and continued to focus on feeling.
Gradually, he seemed to really feel a faint, almost imperceptible flow of energy within his body.
Liu Feng felt a surge of joy, but he knew it was probably just a placebo effect.
After all, meditation is not a technique like the Mysterious Heaven Skill that can directly cultivate innate soul power.
The most important thing right now is to stay focused and not get distracted.
So he put aside all distractions and devoted himself entirely to meditation.
Night fell like a giant black ribbon, slowly unfurling and enveloping the entire village.
At this moment, Liu Qing, the father, returned home after a busy day.
Soon, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen—the smell of home, warm and familiar.
Tonight’s dinner is a simple home-cooked meal, but every dish incorporates the special Blue Silver Grass that Liu Qing nurtured with his soul skills.
“First Soul Skill: Concealing Knowledge”
“Second Soul Skill: Unceasing Spirituality”.
Liu Qing’s voice was deep and powerful.
As he finished speaking, two bright yellow spirit rings rose from beneath his feet and surrounded him.
Immediately afterwards, two strangely shaped blue silver grasses slowly appeared in his hand.
At first glance, the leaves look no different from ordinary blue silver grass, but the roots are like plump ginseng, one thick and one thin, lying quietly in his palm.
Liu Qing carefully placed the two ginseng and silver grass roots into the pot of stewing chicken soup, and added several other precious medicinal herbs.
Soon, a rich aroma filled the air, though it seemed to be mixed with a faint bitterness.
The grandfather, his son, and his grandson sat around the dining table, ready to enjoy their dinner.
Liu Feng took a small sip of the chicken soup, frowned slightly, and muttered softly, “The chicken soup is a bit bitter.”
Liu Qing smiled at his son, his eyes full of affection.
he ladled another bowl of soup for Liu Feng and said, “Next time I’ll add some red dates to neutralize the bitterness.
You should drink more of this soup; it’s good for your health.”
In a warm atmosphere, the family ate their meal and shared their experiences of the day.
Liu Bai recounted Liu Feng’s training during the day to Liu Qing in detail, leaving out every single detail.
Liu Qing listened attentively, nodding occasionally, his eyes revealing pride in his son.
After dinner, the soft moonlight shone into the Liu family’s courtyard, giving the various herbs in the yard a silvery edge.
A faint medicinal fragrance filled the air.
Liu Bai, Liu Qing, and Liu Feng, three generations of the family, sat around an old-fashioned wooden table, on which lay freshly picked herbs—purple-leaf grass.
A special lesson is about to begin.
Every evening is Liu Feng’s precious time to learn about herbal medicine.
He not only had to learn the theories in books, but also had to practice them himself, to understand each medicinal herb, and to master their characteristics and processing methods.
“Xiao Feng, today we’re going to process purple-leaf grass.
Although this herb is common, we have to be extremely careful when handling it,” Liu Bai said, picking up a purple-leaf grass plant.
Liu Qing added, “Purple leaf grass is a key ingredient in making hemostatic ointment.
If it is processed properly, its medicinal effect will be greatly enhanced.”
Liu Bai picked up a small silver knife, its blade gleaming with a cold light.
He gently pinched the stem of the purple-leaf grass, and the silver knife slowly sliced along the veins of the leaf, his movements gentle yet precise.
“The leaves of the purple clover contain rich medicinal properties, but the stems are bitter.
When processing it, be sure to peel off the leaves completely, and be careful not to damage the veins.”
As Liu Bai skillfully operated the equipment, he patiently explained the key techniques.
Liu Feng watched intently, his hands unconsciously mimicking his grandfather’s movements.
Liu Qing observed quietly from the side, occasionally adding a few words: “After the leaves are peeled off, they should be gently rinsed with clean water to remove the impurities on the surface, but you must be gentle, otherwise you may easily break the leaves.”
Liu Bai put the peeled purple leaves into clean water, stirred them gently, then took them out and placed them on a clean cloth to dry.
He turned his head, smiled, and said to Liu Feng, “Xiao Feng, why don’t you give it a try?”
Liu Feng carefully picked up a purple-leafed grass and, imitating his grandfather, gently cut open the veins of the leaf with a silver knife.
Although his movements were still somewhat immature and appeared a little clumsy, he was fully focused on every step, afraid of making the slightest mistake.
Liu Feng continued to carefully process the purple leaves.
Although he was not fast, he peeled off each leaf perfectly.
Liu Bai and Liu Qing watched from the side, their eyes filled with satisfaction.
Liu Qing continued, “Xiao Feng, you’re still young.
First, learn how to process medicinal herbs with us.
When you’re a little older, Grandpa and I will teach you how to make various ointments and decoctions using different herbs.”
Liu Feng nodded.
He knew that he still had a long way to go and needed to keep learning and accumulating experience.
After processing the medicinal herbs, Liu Bai put the purple-leaf grass into two containers and gently closed the lids.
Wooden boxes can effectively preserve the medicinal properties of herbs, allowing them to play their maximum role when needed.
“Alright, today’s task is complete,” Liu Bai said with a smile, his eyes full of affection.
Liu Feng rubbed his slightly sore hands.
Although he was a little tired, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Liu Qing stood up and gently patted his son’s shoulder: “Xiao Feng, you did very well today.
Get some rest.
You’ll have to continue training tomorrow.”
Liu Feng nodded and obediently followed his father back to the room.
Lying in bed, the images of processing medicinal herbs today kept replaying in his mind, and his heart was filled with anticipation for the future.
Liu Bai stood in the courtyard, gazing at the starry sky, his eyes filled with anticipation for his grandson.
A gentle night breeze carried a faint scent of medicine.
Liu Bai took a deep breath, turned around, and went back into the house.
Tomorrow is another day, and the future of the Liu family is in the hands of this small figure.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the Liu family’s courtyard.
Liu Feng got up early and began a new day of training with his grandfather and father.