Blue Silver Grass Guide

Tang Chuan's worries continued until all the games that day were over, and he still couldn't think of a feasible solution.

"If only Master Luo was still here~"

On the busy street, Tang Chuan, who was alone, whispered to himself.

Although he knew that Master Luo should still be in the jade pendant on his chest, he hadn't heard Master Luo's voice for more than half a month, and he still felt a little at a loss, as if Master Luo had left him.

Panic, confusion, wild thoughts...all kinds of negative emotions grew in Tang Chuan's heart.

This was a phenomenon that he didn't have when he left Tangchuan Town and his parents.

At that time, Tang Chuan, with his full of ambitions, thought that with the help of the mysterious skills from the [Tang Sect] and the mysterious Master Luo, he would stand out in the [Lingyun Junior Soul Master Academy] of [White Dragon City], be noticed by the top leaders of [Daqian], and step into the center of the stage.

However, the reality was not as smooth as imagined.

In the junior soul master academy of "White Dragon City", Tang Chuan relied on his innate full soul power, various secret skills brought by his past life memories, and even relatively mature consciousness and cognition, and he really took the lead.

However, since he was recommended to [Lingyun (Liangzhou) Daowu Academy], in the environment where the geniuses of the state gathered, Tang Chuan began to lose his brilliance and became "ordinary".

With the improvement of strength and the expansion of horizons, [Daqian] became more and more unfathomable in Tang Chuan's eyes, and the trace of self-conceit and pride that was originally hidden in his heart had long been wiped out.

The setting sun in the sky slowly sank, and the sky above his head gradually darkened, as if it was splashed with dark blue ink, which quickly spread out. A touch of coldness wrapped around Tang Chuan, making him feel unhappy instinctively.

Subconsciously looking up at the sky, and then turning his sight to the end of the street in front of him, Tang Chuan frowned deeply.

Something is wrong, it is very wrong!

Although the street in front of him was still crowded with people, in Tang Chuan's eyes, these people had no life, as if they were dead puppets.

In addition, Tang Chuan had walked the road from the Tiandou City Great Fighting Soul Arena to [Lanba Academy] many times in the past few days. Even if he was distracted thinking about something just now, according to his feeling, he should have walked to the vicinity of the academy at this moment.

But the scene in front of him was still on the street next to the Great Fighting Soul Arena!

After walking for a while, Tang Chuan stopped, his pupils showed purple, and he looked around with vigilance.

It seemed that Tang Chuan's action triggered something, and the pedestrians on the street stopped walking in an instant and turned their heads to look at him.

Being stared at by a pair of dead eyes, Tang Chuan felt that the coldness around him became more and more gloomy, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, causing him to feel a little uncomfortable and tingling in his heart.

'Illusion——! ' Tang Chuan immediately judged what he was experiencing at the moment.

Not to mention that the teaching system of [Lingyun (Liangzhou) Daowu Academy] includes the subject of "illusion and anti-illusion". Under the guidance of Master Luo in recent years, Tang Chuan has also conducted combat rehearsals against enemies of the illusion type. .

His left hand hanging at the side of his waist was clenched, and dots of blue light appeared, and a small blue grass quietly appeared in his palm.

After summoning the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit, Tang Chuan did not stop observing the surrounding environment. Since he noticed something was wrong, the surroundings fell into a dead silence. The pedestrians staring at him, and even the surrounding houses and stalls, etc., were covered with a layer of gauze, becoming illusory and distorted.

At this moment, a faint figure gradually became clear more than ten meters in front of Tang Chuan.

"As expected of a super genius who can absorb a ten thousand year soul ring at level 40, you are really very vigilant. Unfortunately, this still cannot change your final outcome."

A calm but cold voice sounded in his ears. Feeling the strong murderous intent all around, Tang Chuan looked at the person calmly.

This is an old man in white clothes, and Tang Chuan has some impression of him. In the exclusive rest area of ​​the participating colleges at the elite competition venue, the other party went in and out with the people of [Canghui College]. It seems that he is the team leader?

'Starting from the six-ring soul emperor, the possibility of the seven-ring soul saint is not ruled out~' Tang Chuan made a preliminary judgment on the other party's strength.

Thinking of this, Tang Chuan's mind was slightly startled, and he looked at the old man in white with a serious face, saying: "Old gentleman, I wonder what you have to say to me when you stop me here?"

"Instructions?" The old man in white looked at Tang Chuan with a smile, and said: "Your eyes tell me that you should have recognized my identity. Guess, I'm looking for you..."

Looking around the still hazy and illusory environment around him, he continued: "What is it for?"

Hearing this, Tang Chuan, who already felt bad, felt depressed, and his face was slightly cold, saying: "For the Elite Competition of Advanced Soul Master Academy of the Continent?"

"Not bad~" The old man in white looked at Tang Chuan, and a touch of appreciation flashed in his eyes. It was unknown whether he admitted his intention or praised Tang Chuan's quick response.

"..."Tang Chuan was silent for a few breaths, and then asked in confusion: "Aren't you worried about being discovered by the organizing committee of the competition if you do this?"

You know, he is a super genius who has shown the fourth ring of ten thousand years in the spotlight, and now all forces are vying to win him over.

If he suddenly disappears, it will inevitably cause quite a stir. The organizing committee of the competition will definitely investigate it to the end, otherwise they will not be able to explain to the various forces that tried to recruit Tang Chuan, as well as the major colleges that participated in the competition.

The old man in white naturally thought of this, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "So many forces are trying to recruit you. Do you think anyone will be angry because of your refusal and think, 'If I can't get it, I'll destroy it', so as to avoid the possibility of you being recruited by hostile forces?"

As soon as these words came out, Tang Chuan's face became very ugly. He knew that it would be difficult for him and the old man in white to get along.

Noticing the change in Tang Chuan's expression, the old man in white had some unspeakable pleasure in his eyes: "It's a pity that such a genius like you can only disappear silently, like a meteor across the sky, and nothing can be left in the end."

"It's still during the competition~" Tang Chuan's eyes swept across the hazy scene around him, and said in a deep voice: "You openly took action in 'Tiandou City'. Do you think the [Tiandou Empire] official and the Wuhun Temple are decorations?"

"I admit that your strength is far above mine, but if I fight to the death, I may not be able to create enough movement. You This environment may not be able to withstand it! "

Seeing that Tang Chuan was still able to remain calm in such a situation, the old man in white smiled. Although he was smiling, his sinister eyes were chilly and cold: "I admire you more and more. Don't worry, since I have decided to take action, I have naturally made full preparations. "

"Look, is this really still in "Tiandou City"? "

As the old man's voice fell, the hazy scene around him suddenly became clear, and Tang Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly. He found that he was standing in a wilderness!

Looking back, the sight passed through the not-so-dense woods, and the top of "Tiandou City" could be vaguely seen. With the height of the "Tiandou City" wall reaching 100 meters, Tang Chuan could only see a section of the top of the city. He understood that his location was not only far away, but also very remote.

At this moment, Tang Chuan's sight was still on the top of the city wall of "Tiandou City". His hands hanging on his waist suddenly shook, and the afterimage was like a blooming lotus. Countless blue-gray streams of light cut through the space and pierced through the body of the old man in white.

Faced with such a victory, Tang Chuan turned his head but was not happy. Instead, his brows were tightly wrinkled into a "Chuan" character.

In his purple eyes, the old man without any blood, still in white clothes, and unharmed was reflected, as if the grass blade he had just thrown away was an illusion.

This is obviously impossible. Although those grass blades are condensed by soul power and martial soul, they are also real.

Since the grass blades are not illusions, it is obvious that the old man in white in front of him is an illusion!

The old man in white looked down at his spotless clothes on his chest, then looked up at Tang Chuan, grinning: "Not bad~"

This time, the old man in white was really praising Tang Chuan for his calmness, his agility, and his strength.

However, the more he admired Tang Chuan, the more murderous intent and coldness in the old man's eyes became!

In the face of the old man's praise, Tang Chuan remained calm, just looking at him quietly, with the purple in his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

The old man in white didn't care about this, and his face showed confidence and ease like a cat playing with a mouse: "Among your peers, you can definitely be ranked first. This year's 'All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition' has seen many amazing geniuses, including Bai Shasha from your school, Xin Zhuoyang from [Flame Brilliance Academy], Zuo Fan from [Purple Star Academy]... and Jun Jiuge...

In the past soul master world, any one of these people would have been a figure that could affect the world for decades!"

"Unfortunately, before your talent is fully realized as strength, the gap between you and me cannot be made up by the word 'genius'."

"Whether it is the street scene of 'Tiandou City' that you saw before, or everything you see now, I let you see it. Whether it is real or illusory, it all depends on my thoughts!"

"In my 'Remnant Dream', I am the master of everything! Not to mention that you are just a four-ring soul master, even a seven-ring soul saint of the same level as me cannot break free from my 'Remnant Dream'-! ! "

Looking at the old man in white who was confident, even conceited, Tang Chuan's face returned to calm, and he looked at him indifferently.

Such a performance made the old man in white frown, and then the old man's brows calmed down, and the smile on his face became weird. He looked at Tang Chuan as if he was looking at some kind of toy, and said sinisterly: "Do you know what the greatest pleasure in my life is?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing." Tang Chuan replied indifferently.

Hearing this, the smile on the old man's face froze, and then a trace of anger quickly spread across his face.

"Okay, okay!" He laughed in anger, with a ferocious and cruel cold light flashing in his eyes, and a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, "I will let you know, whether you are interested or not——! "

Tang Chuan did not speak, but put his hands together in front of him. A ball of blue-green light shone brightly in his palms, and the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit grew rapidly, turning into a blue war spear in an instant.

Holding the spear in hand, Tang Chuan's aura instantly became extremely sharp, and his pair of purple eyes stared directly at the old man in white: "There is no point in talking more. If you want to take my life, just come at me!"

Seeing this, the old man in white laughed: "Do you think I will fight you head-on like those reckless men? Naive boy, enjoy my "residual dream", your nightmare--!!!"

The old man's voice gradually became softer, everything around him became hazy again, and even his figure disappeared without knowing when.

Tang Chuan stood on the spot, his fierce martial arts will condensed in his body. Although it was not as powerful as the spear intention, gun intention and other artistic conceptions, it was enough to keep his mind clear and face all the subsequent attacks in full strength.

At this moment, everything around him began to change. Tang Chuan was running the "Purple Demonic Eyes" with all his strength, and the "Xuan Tian Gong" internal power in his body was running at an extremely fast speed. With his mind highly concentrated, he had a vague feeling that he was about to make a breakthrough.

However, before Tang Chuan could seize this fleeting opportunity for breakthrough, the environment in front of him suddenly changed. It was no longer the original wilderness forest, but a cliff.

A cliff that Tang Chuan is extremely familiar with—Ghost Sees Sorrow!

That was the place where Tang Chuan would appear when he was not called Tang Chuan, but Tang San!

His eyes swept across the misty abyss a few meters ahead, and Tang Chuan's mind began to tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, more than a dozen white figures quickly became clear from far to near. Tang Chuan instinctively lowered his head and looked at himself, only to see that the clothes on his body had changed into the [Tang Sect] clothes from his previous life.

"Tang San, you actually stole our "Xuan Tian Bao Lu", your crime is heinous——!"

"Tang San, [Tang Sect] raised you up and taught you skills in vain, but you actually did something that outraged both humans and gods—!"...

Questions from the soul echoed in Tang Chuan's mind, and the familiar and unfamiliar faces continued to spread, occupying his entire field of vision.

Soon, more than ten [Tang Sect] elders who were approaching surrounded Tang Chuan and launched their killing move.

Although his mind was shaken, Tang Chuan's instinctive reaction made him wave his war spear and fight with the elders around him.

At the moment when the war spear danced, Tang Chuan's originally shaken mind miraculously returned to calm. He looked at the figures around him with concentrated eyes, while using offense as defense, he said softly: "Elders, Tang Chuan The three debts owed to [Tangmen] have been paid off from the moment I jumped off the ghost."

"Now, I am Tang Chuan, Tang Chuan from [Da Qian] Liangzhou, Nanzheng County, Bailong City, and Tangchuan Town!"

"My father Tang Hao, my mother Muzi, I am Tang Chuan, I am not Tang San without a father and mother——!!!"

Tang Chuan's voice became louder and louder, until the last sentence was almost shouted out in the form of a shout. The war spear in his hand also wiped out the phantoms of the two [Tang Sect] elders at the front.

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Under a big tree ten meters away from Tang Chuan, the old man in white who had disappeared before was leaning on the tree, frowning and looking at Tang Chuan in front of him, who was waving his war spear in the air. Seven soul rings hovered under his feet, and the seventh soul ring flashed with black light, reflecting the old man's complexion that flickered.

"Dagan? Liangzhou? What is this place? "White Dragon City"? Is it the "White Dragon City" of [White Armor Earth Dragon Sect]?" The old man in white murmured in a low voice, with a look of thought on his face.

The old man was a little regretful that his 'Seventh Soul Skill - Nightmare' would only create the things that people most fear, but only those who were attacked could see those illusions, and he, the leader, could not see the contents.

"Liangzhou is one of the twenty-seven states of [Daqian], in the Lingyun realm..."

Just when the old man felt regretful that he could not see the content of the illusion that Tang Chuan was in, a clear and capable voice sounded behind him.

The sound was not loud, but when it fell in the old man's ears, it was like a thunderclap. It made his whole body tremble, and his feet seemed to be equipped with springs, and he jumped ten meters away.

"Who-?!"

The old man stood still after pulling away, looked at the sudden appearance of the uninvited guest, and asked sternly.

"Crack——!"

At this moment, with a crisp sound, Tang Chuan, who had been waving his war spear into the air, stabbed the spear in the air. The blue starlight bloomed on the sharp point of the spear. Something in the empty air seemed to be stabbed, as if A certain barrier was broken. Tang Chuan's eyes, which were originally covered with a layer of fog, suddenly became clear. The eyes that were lingering with a faint purple color were now unknowingly tainted with a golden-purple color!

‘The third level of "Purple Demonic Eyes" - Mustard Seed! ’ Tang Chuan felt endless joy in his heart.

Raising his head, Tang Chuan's purple-gold eyes met the old man in white who was a few steps away with a look of astonishment on his face, and he grinned: "Thank you, Mr. Old Man!"

Immediately, Tang Chuan, who was about to say something else, noticed something different in the expression of the old man in white, and immediately noticed something was wrong. He quickly stepped back and turned around, looking to a location not far away. A tall figure fell into his field of vision.

"Xing...Xingjun?!"