Blue Silver Grass Guide.

Chapter 587 Extra 7
The blood-red halo spread throughout the entire bedroom in an instant, making the originally bright vision suddenly dim, as if it was sunset and the blood-red setting sun could fall into endless darkness at any time.

Tang Chuan's face looked extremely ugly, but he did not lose his composure. He just frowned and stared vigilantly at the milky white blood-stained jade pendant hovering in the air.

At this moment, in the dim corner where the light was even darker, that is, behind the jade pendant, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils the size of a normal person's fist slowly opened, and then a second pair appeared.

When two pairs of blood-red vertical pupils appeared on both sides of the jade pendant, Tang Chuan, whose attention had been drawn to them, suddenly saw a flash of purple in his eyes. A cool feeling was transmitted to his brain, and he suddenly woke up with a start.

After coming back to his senses, Tang Chuan looked at the jade pendant again, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked to find that a huge blood-red snake appeared in his room at some point -!
The snake's body was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, and its entire body was a strange blood red color. It was coiled in the corner of the wall. Most importantly, this snake had two heads!

Forcing himself to remain calm, Tang Chuan met the four vertical pupils of the blood-red demon snake.

Bloodthirsty, cruel, evil...

The horrifying aura hit Tang Chuan's mind, causing every hair on his body to stand up at that moment. The instinct of life was madly warning him to escape from here.

The snake head on the left side of the jade pendant opened and closed its mouth, and an old voice rang out: "Little guy, you haven't answered my question yet..."

"Who are you?" the snake head on the right asked.

"Your body is the son of Tang Hao, the blacksmith of Tangchuan Town, and Mu Zi, a junior physician~"

"But who is your soul?"

The two snake heads on the left and right spoke in turn, but the four blood-red vertical pupils stared at Tang Chuan without blinking, waiting for his answer.

Tang Chuan did not speak and remained silent. The bloody two-headed snake did not ask any questions and just looked at him quietly. The air in the room became heavier and heavier, and Tang Chuan's forehead was quietly covered with crystal beads of sweat.

"Chuan'er, lunch is ready, come out quickly~"

"Today we have a lot of delicious food to celebrate your birthday and the awakening of your martial arts spirit~"

A soft female voice came from outside the door, which made Tang Chuan's face change drastically, and a look of fear appeared for the first time.

Just when Tang Chuan was about to risk being attacked by the blood-red two-headed snake and was about to shout out to remind his mother to escape, he felt a flash before his eyes, and the blood-red halo covering the room suddenly disappeared, and the blood-red two-headed snake lurking in the corner of the wall also disappeared.

If it weren't for the milky white jade pendant still hovering in the air, Tang Chuan would even think that everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

The jade pendant spun twice on the spot, and finally flew towards Tang Chuan at a moderate speed. He subconsciously reached out and caught it with his index and middle fingers, just like he had caught those flying hidden weapons in his previous life, as if it was an instinct engraved deep in his soul.

"Squeak-"

The thin wooden door was pushed open, and Tang Chuan's mother Muzi's soft yet pale face came into view.

……

After finishing a sumptuous birthday meal with his parents without enjoying the food, Tang Chuan accepted a thousand-forged-level dagger from his father and a three-hundred-year-old "Blue Silver Grass" from his mother. With the two birthday gifts, he returned to his small bedroom again.

Tang Chuan casually placed the dagger and the "Blue Silver Grass" on the small square table against the wall. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. Finally, he gritted his teeth, walked to the head of the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a small milky white jade pendant from it.

This was what he had mustered up the courage to put in the drawer before going out to eat.

To his relief, the jade pendant did not cause any unusual phenomenon at the time and he placed it safely in the drawer of his bedside table.

Putting the jade pendant on the small square table, Tang Chuan took a few deep breaths, and finally a firm look appeared on his face. He took two steps back, clasped his fists, bowed, and whispered respectfully: "My boy Tang Chuan, please have a chat with me, senior——!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

More than ten seconds passed, and just when Tang Chuan was feeling half relieved and half disappointed, a barely perceptible blood-red halo appeared on the jade pendant, forming a blood-red vertical pupil.

Seeing this, Tang Chuan was shocked and bowed again: "My boy Tang Chuan, hello to the senior!" "Hehe——"

The old man's cold snort sounded, but it did not spread in the room, only lingering in Tang Chuan's ears: "What? Do you remember who you are?"

"..." Tang Chuan was silent for a while. After a few breaths, he whispered, "No matter who I was before, I am now the son of Tang Chuan Town's blacksmith Tang Hao and junior physician Mu Zi. Tang Chuan——!"

"Oh? Really?" The old man asked with a hint of disdain and curiosity in his voice, "According to my observation, your breathing method has a very good effect in nourishing the body's vitality, and it even has some benefits for the spirit. Your mother's vitality was seriously damaged back then, and she has been tortured over the years. Why don't you teach her this secret method?"

"Also, your father's arm was broken. Although his soul power and blood energy did not drop due to your mother's treatment, they were still damaged. Your breathing method can also help him consolidate his soul power and blood energy. Why don't you teach him?"

As soon as these two questions came out, a strong sense of vigilance suddenly appeared in Tang Chuan's eyes.

As if sensing this vigilance, the old voice mocked, "What? Do you think I'm plotting against your breathing method?"

"Don't forget, I've watched you practice for five years. With my abilities, do you think I still need you to teach me?"

"..."

There was another silence. Tang Chuan's face turned blue and red as if he had just opened a dyeing factory. After a long while, he finally let out a sigh of relief. Then he tried to ignore the other party's last two words. With a troubled look on his face, he whispered, "The skills are top secret of my master. Without the master's consent, they cannot be taught to others. Even disciples within the sect have to go through many tests before they can be taught..."

"laugh--!"

A sneer interrupted Tang Chuan's next words, and the old voice said in an indescribably cold tone: "What an ungrateful wolf~"

……

A month later, Tangchuan Town was on the official road to "White Dragon City".

Tang Hao was driving a horse-drawn carriage, and in the carriage behind him were his wife Muzi and son Tang Chuan.

About an hour later, in the east of White Dragon City, in front of the teaching building of Lingyun (Junior) Soul Master Academy.

The enrollment procedures were completed very smoothly. Tang Hao hugged Mu Zi, who was in tears, and nodded to his son Tang Chuan: "You have been precocious since you were a child. Dad believes that you can take care of yourself and study hard. Your mother and I are in the town. If you need anything, just write to us."

"Yeah!" Tang Chuan's eyes reddened and he nodded vigorously.

Watching his parents' backs as they left, Tang Chuan discovered for the first time that his father's straight back had become hunched over at some point.

"I find that I can't understand you anymore~"

On the way to the dormitory building, an old voice sounded in Tang Chuan's ears: "You are an ungrateful person. You can put life and death aside for your parents. But you are filial, but you are unwilling to teach them your "Xuan Tian Gong"..."

Faced with the sudden sound in his ears, Tang Chuan remained calm and his steps did not change at all.

"Master Luo, I told you before that the "Xuan Tian Gong" is a top secret of our sect and cannot be taught to others without permission~" Tang Chuan said slowly in his heart.

The next second, the jade pendant under Tang Chuan's clothes emitted an invisible wave, and the old voice appeared again: "By the time you establish that [Tang Sect], I'm afraid your parents' bodies will no longer be able to be cured by the [Xuan Tian Gong]~"

"So~" Tang Chuan responded in his mind: "I want to obtain the qualifications to enter the Lingyun (Advanced) Soul Master Academy in the shortest possible time, exchange credits for rare treasures in the academy's treasury, or ask the academy's high-level healing soul masters to treat my parents~"

"Even if my existence is exposed in the future and you are killed along with me, you will not hesitate?"

Faced with this question, Tang Chuan stopped in front of the dormitory building, looked up at the seven-story building in front of him, and smiled: "Yes, at all costs--!"

(End of this chapter)