Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

Tang Hao took Tang San over mountains and ridges for several days, and finally came to an ancient and mysterious plant forest.

Looking around, the entire forest is lush with vegetation, as if it has been rooted here for hundreds or thousands of years.

"Go ahead, mistress, follow your inner instinctive choice." Tang Hao's hoarse voice sounded.

He immediately sat cross-legged on the spot and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Tang San originally wanted to ask something else, but seeing his father's haggard face and what happened in the Water Curtain Cave before, it was obvious that his father had been hit hard.

What exactly was stolen? Who did it? He didn't know any of this.

My father didn't say anything, and he didn't take the initiative to ask.

As for the purpose of coming to this forest, his father said that there was a way that might be able to solve the problem of the age of his soul ring.

He had never heard the master mention this kind of thing before. Is there any way to change the life of the soul ring?

If it were that easy, the configuration of soul rings in the entire soul master world would not be so fixed, and the boundaries would have been broken long ago.

Therefore, he did not have high hopes for this trip.

At the same time, he placed his hope in the hope that the third ten-year soul ring could be slightly improved. As long as it could reach the level of the yellow hundred-year soul ring, he would feel a little better.

Do you follow your inner choice? ?

Tang San didn't ask any more questions, but walked straight into the depths of the forest, hoping to get some guidance.

His eyes traveled through the forest where many ancient trees grew.

During the trip, Tang San discovered something strange here.

The Bluesilver Grass here generally grows more prosperously than in the outside world, even in areas such as the Star Dou Forest. It's really weird.

What made him even more surprised was that these seemingly ordinary bluesilver grasses actually exuded something similar to mental fluctuations.

This discovery made Tang San wonder.

It is common knowledge in the soul master world that plant-based soul beasts activate their spiritual intelligence late. How could these weeds on the roadside have the mental fluctuations that only these advanced species contain?

Could it be that this is what my father calls "following your inner instinct"?

Tang San seemed to have figured out some secret. He immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, raised his hands and turned his palms toward the sky, then activated the Blue Silver Grass Spirit, and three spirit rings, two yellow and one white, appeared on his body.

When he saw the white ten-year soul ring, his heart still felt stinging.

He immediately calmed down and listened carefully.

The breeze blows, and the blue silver grass on the scene surges like a tide of wheat, revealing a young man sitting cross-legged on the lawn and practicing meditation.

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, looking a little stunned.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the blue silver grass calling him.

Not just a single grass, but thousands of grasses, calling him in the wind at the same time.

Tang San realized what the problem was, but these mental fluctuations had no center. He didn't know how to find it for a moment. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to go deeper into the forest.

……

Deep in the forest.

Tang San discovered many bluesilver grasses that were growing astonishingly. What looked like roadside weeds in other places actually grew like basil here.

Tang San followed his heart and finally came to the blue and silver ocean.

He noticed that in the central area of ​​​​this place, there seemed to be a huge plant growing in the past. It disappeared for unknown reasons, leaving only a pit. It was unknown whether it had migrated or had fallen and died.

He didn't pay much attention to it and could only sit cross-legged on the spot, hoping to get some insights or guidance.

……

As time goes by, morning turns to dusk.

Tang Hao, who was sitting on the ground outside the forest, couldn't help but frown at this time.

Why has the mistress been gone for so long?

Even if the life of the soul ring is increased, logically it should come back at this time, right?

Isn't the other party unwilling to help?

No, Xiao San has half of Ah Yin’s bloodline, so there is no reason why he should be rejected.

Tang Hao was a little confused.

He was worried that something would happen to the mistress, so he immediately turned into a dark afterimage and disappeared into the forest.

……

Deep in the forest.

Tang Hao's speed could be described as magical, and he could only use one foot to jump on the branches of the ancient trees in the forest.

After a while, Tang Hao had already passed through most of the forest area, crossed the vegetation barrier, and came to a vast jungle where bluesilver grass grew.

Tang Hao just glanced at it and immediately saw Tang San practicing on the spot. His body was exuding soul power fluctuations, which resonated with the blue and silver grass on the scene.

He looked up at the center of the grassland, where there was a deep pit, where something huge seemed to have been growing before.

"Mistress, what's going on?"

When Tang San heard the familiar voice, he immediately stopped practicing Xiao Zhoutian and looked at his father happily.

"Father."

Then he felt a little disappointed, "Sorry, I couldn't do it..."

"Have you ever seen anything in this deep pit before you came here?" Tang Hao's face was a little stiff.

"It was like this when I came here." Tang San was obviously a little confused by this question.

"Is that so..." Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed, and he looked a little uncertain.

"Father, what's wrong? What on earth is going on?!" Tang San looked at Tang Hao with a confused expression, obviously sensing something fishy.

"This place is your mother's hometown, and it can be said to be the original source of your martial spirit."

"No wonder I feel so familiar with these Bluesilver Grasses." Tang San suddenly realized, "Has there been any change in this place?"

"I once told you that your mother is the human incarnation of the Blue Silver Emperor, a 100,000-year-old soul beast. This is her hometown. In addition to her emperor, there is another more powerful soul in it. The King of Beasts - the Blue Silver King with 70,000 years of cultivation!" Tang Hao said with a solemn expression.

"Although his bloodline is not as powerful as your mother's, with the power of the same origin, it can still help you improve the soul ring attached to the Bluesilver Grass Martial Spirit. It is not difficult to add some years to your life."

"So, father, the purpose of bringing you here this time is just for the Blue Silver King?" Tang San asked,

Tang Hao was noncommittal.

Tang San pondered slightly.

So, the 70,000-year-old Blue Silver King they were looking for disappeared.

Tang Hao was suspicious.

Could it be that that guy is avoiding me? Is it blaming me for killing Ah Yin...

Tang Hao looked a little struggling, and then "plop" he knelt down on the spot, lying on his hands, and pressed his head heavily on the ground.

"Tang Hao is here, asking to see Senior Blue Silver King!"

"??Father." When Tang San saw this, he was startled at first and quickly went to pull him.

Tang Hao was stubborn and Tang San couldn't hold him back at all.

Seeing his father like this, he had no choice but to kneel down next to his father unwillingly.

"Junior Tang San, please see senior Blue Silver King."

The noisy wind blew past, undulating among the blue and silver grass.

Tang San vaguely heard the mental fluctuations emitted by those Blue Silver Grass trying to tell him something, but Naihe couldn't hear it clearly.

He knelt on the spot with his father, like two sinners begging for forgiveness.

Those voices were hazy and somewhat obscure.

sunset.

The golden-red setting sun revealed two long figures on the blue silver grass.

Tang San was exhausted.

While he was feeling dizzy, the voice in his ears seemed to become clearer.

He heard that the old king had left and the new king had returned...