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

No, you know how to use idioms, even "destined to meet but not to be together"—this must be our first time meeting.

Is it true that moderate exercise attracts the opposite sex, while excessive exercise attracts the same sex?

Tang Shan hesitated, looking at himself and then at his older brother. His brother had recently tried to accept Sisi, but there was clearly no sign of that. He knew himself even better: he was male and his preference was for women.

Besides, I'm only a six-year-old child. A person shouldn't, or at least shouldn't, do that.

Having finally shaken off the shadow cast by someone, Su Haichao remembered something and went to Tangshan for physiognomy.

"Shanzi, your martial spirit has been reported. Bishop Salas asked if you want to study at the Martial Spirit Academy."

Tang Shan thought for a moment and shook his head.

"I haven't thought that far ahead yet. Let's discuss this after I acquire my first spirit ring."

Su Haichao nodded slightly and continued, "These days, many high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall have inquired whether there is still the 'Sixth Treatise on Spirit.' Shanzi, what do you say? Do you focus on cultivation or continue to maintain your status as a master?"

"Let's maintain this for a few more years and see. It won't waste much time anyway. I already have an idea for the sixth chapter."

Tang Shan's face showed a hint of ill intent. Recalling how someone kept saying "useless martial soul" and he couldn't help but feel angry.

Because of that certain mentally ill saintess, I can't criticize you to your face, but what does it have to do with you that I'm posting my theories under a pseudonym? It's just a convenient rebuttal to your argument about useless martial spirits. If you're angry, it has little to do with me.

Back in his room, Tang Shan felt he was in the best possible condition. He didn't know if it was due to the stimulation from the "master," but he felt his thoughts flowing like a spring.

He wrote a lengthy treatise, "The Sixth Theory of Martial Soul," in a short period of time.

The Sixth Treatise on Martial Souls:

Today, I received a reminder from a fellow practitioner, which gave me some insights, hence this sixth essay.

As previously mentioned, the level of innate soul power is related to the quality of the martial soul itself.

If that's the case, what if one has a Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power or a martial soul with full soul power?

I speculate that this type of martial soul is not a truly useless martial soul, but rather, like awakened innate soul power, it possesses extremely high potential, but has not yet found a suitable way to cultivate and develop it.

Leaving aside the discussion of the original martial soul, we can only say that the future is promising, but the correct cultivation method is lacking. I will take Blue Silver Grass as an example.

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 a Blue Silver Emperor with terrifying vitality...

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Chapter 17 A Continent in Turmoil, A Shocking Change

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

After changing hands several times, this theory first reached the hands of Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of Tiandou.

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 golden hair flowed naturally, and he always wore a faint smile, 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 of Tiandou" Xue Qinghe quickly stepped forward and helped the man up.

Uncle She, I've told you countless times, there's no need for such formality. Just call me Xiaoxue as usual, that's enough.

"Etiquette must not be neglected."

She Long remained stubborn and showed no intention of changing his form of address.

The somewhat helpless blond boy shook his head, took a piece of 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 look for a suitable soul bone for you."

Despite the seemingly empty room, the blond boy still made a solemn promise.

"Young Master, please don't worry too much about me. We should focus on your plans. She Long's title is enough to protect your safety for the time being. There's no need to waste your time."

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

"Uncle Porcupine, don't worry about it. The grandfathers were just worried about me, afraid that one Title Douluo wouldn't be enough. That's why they specially sent two people who are close to being Title Douluos to assist me and to find the corresponding soul bones to help them break through. It's 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 innate full soul power? Could it be that her martial soul is the legendary Blue Silver Emperor?"

Faced with this new theory, Xue Qinghe seemed thoughtful. As for the connection that Ah Yin was a transformed soul beast, that was really far-fetched. Otherwise, the full soul power of every beast martial soul could be suspected to be a transformed soul beast.

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

At the main 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 in the Douluo Continent."

The words drifted into the air and vanished without a trace, as the burly middle-aged man disappeared into the deep Haotian Palace.

……

"Reporting to the Pope, we have suspected that we have discovered the existence 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 beneath it, as if the angel had bestowed upon this position supreme power. A head of flowing golden 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 encounter Tang Hao, one of the 'Twin Stars of Haotian,' while he was out. He was accompanied by a woman who possessed 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.

At this moment, a Templar Knight from the Spirit Hall respectfully entered the Papal Palace. "Your Holiness, 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 up out of thin air and drifted toward 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 Papal Palace, a burst of brilliant golden light erupted from the man, its sacred radiance painting the sky above golden.

"Elders, let's attack together."

Enormous angel wings enveloped the entire hall, and a figure stood below the angel statue, seemingly integrated with the majestic and sacred statue.

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

"Qianjun, go and see what the Pope has gone to do."

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 such a commotion just now."

Qian Daoliu made no comment.

"However, there is a little trouble. You should also have some impression of that Soul Master. She is the girl who follows that brat Tang Hao. I heard she is a Blue Silver Grass, which is really rare."

"He is a disciple of the Haotian Sect."

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly. Seeing the change in his elder brother's expression, Qianjun 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 whatever he wants with it. 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 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 comfortably crossed his legs. Watching him hold the ball with his hands, 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, but also somewhat different."

Tangshan didn't answer, but simply felt his body quietly—the contraction of his heart, the flow of blood, the rise and fall of his steps…

The intense heat builds up in the body, but the stimulation from the tailbone causes all of Tangshan's pores to close, firmly locking in the energy within the body.

After a long while, accompanied by a "whoosh," Su Yuntao, who thought he 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 heat, was released 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 elegant.

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

"Brother, you should first master the horse stance. You haven't even stabilized your lower body yet, and you're already dreaming of standing in a stance?"

Tang Shan's life during this period has been simple yet fulfilling. He spends his days either exercising or cultivating, and he has tried all the experiments that he couldn't conduct in the past three years due to a lack of soul power.

For example, I tried using soul power as chakra, attaching it to the soles of my feet to see if it could adhere to my body. Unfortunately, the experiment failed. This isn't surprising, considering that soul power and the Hokage's chakra are ultimately two different kinds of extraordinary energy; it's perfectly normal that what's 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 idea. It wasn't that he was at a loss, but rather that he wanted to avoid putting the cart before the horse. Cultivation was fundamental; without sufficient cultivation, even the most brilliant ideas were nothing but castles in the air.

However, this was not without its rewards. In the process of researching body-strengthening methods, he seems to have created a standing meditation technique 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 Tangshan's actual training experience, differences were discovered. Tangshan viewed horse stance as a form of exercise, not fundamentally different from static exercises like planks or single-leg standing. However, his self-developed standing meditation was different. It wasn't a rigid horse stance, but rather involved dynamic changes, with the body's center of gravity shifting while remaining constant. This not only strengthened the lower body but also served as a method for gradually understanding and controlling the body.

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

Feet firmly planted on the ground, suspended in mid-air;

Embrace the heavens and earth, gaze into the distance and find peace of mind.