Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"teacher……"

Hearing this very familiar voice, the master who was working at the desk with his head bent stiffened, subconsciously raised his head and looked at the visitors outside the room.

Although the facial features became longer and his face became more and more handsome, and even the blue eyes became like transparent amethysts, the master at this moment could still recognize at a glance that the person in front of him was his only one. One of the two disciples.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to give a warm smile to the disciple whom he hadn't seen for a long time. But he had been working in the laboratory for a long time, but he had forgotten how to make a smile, so he opened his mouth stiffly, and said warmly:

"Little San...you are back..."

Although Tang San has changed a lot, the changes in Master's body in these four years have exceeded Tang San's imagination. Although the face of the master in front of him was as stiff as ever, his appearance was as old as an old man in his seventies or eighties, and his original clear eyes became muddy.

If it were not for his incomparable familiarity with the master, he would not even recognize this as his own teacher.

Almost subconsciously, in his eyes, the light symbolizing life is brewing in it, and the endless divine light converges and converges, turning into a corona-like bright light pattern, slowly spreading out around the most central pupil.

The world changes color at this moment.

In Tang San's eyes at this moment, the originally colorful world seemed to have come alive. Whether it is air, water, metal, or the earth... everything seems to have life remaining, but this endless change did not stop Tang San's gaze at all, still looking straight at the master. go.

But, unexpectedly, nothing was seen. As far as his eyes can go, there is nothing but nothing.

At this moment, a biting chill rose from the tail vertebra, and it spread all over Tang San's body in an instant. The skin that had diminished the light was radiant and radiant at this moment, and the brilliance in his eyes was even more like the rising sun.

At this moment, Tang San was like a giant dragon touched by an inverse scale, with no gentleness left in his eyes, only hysterical madness.

The body fluctuates slightly, and in an instant it has turned into infinite light and shadow, enveloping the unknown existence in front of him disguised as his own teacher. Amidst the true and the false, Tang San's implicit anger slowly spread:

"You are not a teacher, who are you?!"

As the closest disciple of the master, Tang San didn't say that he knew the master well, but he also knew a lot of his secret existence. Although four years ago, the master dug up a lot of secrets from the mental pollution monsters, and even almost went crazy, he is still a four-ringed soul sect cultivated with the help of foreign objects, even due to physical weakness. Decline.

With the master's idea of ​​"knowledge first", even if the alliance has been forcibly pouring medicine in the past four years, the growth of soul power will never be too exaggerated, and even whether it can reach the sixth ring is two different things.

Before Tang San had experimented, when he was playing with the students, he used his light to glance at the lively Zao Wou-ki.

As the first person in the "old" plan, the outstanding person in the Contra, even if he was facing an ordinary Super Douluo, at this time Zao Wou-ki would not have the slightest fear. And for such a strong man, in Tang San's eyes, the lines of vitality are still extremely conspicuous, just a little more concealed than others.

At this moment, in the "Master", the lines of life are more than concealed, and even not revealed at all. They are close to the void behind the space, which is many times better than Zao Wou-ki.

How could this kind of performance convince Tang San that this was his master, a master who had been with each other for more than five years? !

At the very center of Tang San's Ghost Shadow Lost, the master's expression did not change at all. His turbid eyes looked straight ahead, seeming to penetrate countless ethereal phantoms, piercing the direction of Tang San's main body, and said with a slight emotion:

"This breath... is the color of the stars. The higher-level race that is freely chasing life has actually been carried into your hands. It seems that in the past few years, you have also had your own adventures."

The master sighed and sighed there, Tang San frowned slightly, his eyes filled with disgust. I don't know what kind of creature pretends to be a master. The more he speaks in this caring tone, the more anger in his heart rises.

By this time, he had no time to listen to the words of the counterfeit, and the ghosts of the fiction and reality were all condensed into entities at this moment. A little blue and silver lines flickered on them, and the next moment, they Qiqi grabbed the master towards the master.

"Turn the fictitious into reality? Blue Silver Domain? Xiao San, your strength is getting stronger and stronger."

Even in the encirclement, the master at this moment was still not in the slightest panic, but before he changed, the air around him solidified like steel. Looking up, he stretched out his palm with a stiff face and gave him a virtual squeeze.

Control the crane and catch the dragon!

While the master's body was stiff, the blue silver grass leaf patterns on the other clones became denser, and countless jade-like transparent blue silver grasses turned into chains, twisted into a net of heaven and earth, and enveloped the master.

At the outermost periphery, the only remaining clone slowly raised his palm, and the grass blades in his hand slowly gathered and turned into a lancet-shaped weapon.

This is a sure blow, but in the end it failed. The giant blue silver nets connected in series to Master, it seemed as if they had passed through a phantom, and easily penetrated the past, seeing the hidden pupils of Tang San shrink slightly.

"Phantom? No, is it hidden in the space?!"

Listening to Tang San's words, the master gave him a slightly surprised look, then slowly nodded, his stiff expression softened slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Little San, although you may be unbelievable, I am indeed your teacher. Wrong. Sigh... I also want to make a mistake..."

As he said, the master's body shook slightly, a crystal clear, glowing fish, like the most exquisite work of art, swam out of the master's body, and the shiny fish eyes looked at Tang San carefully. , Vomiting:

"Master, your disciple is really decisive enough to kill you, aren't you afraid of killing you?"

Listening to Yu Yu’s words, the master didn’t even bother to look at him, but just replied: “What do you think it is? If it weren’t for your insistence, how could Xiao San be so irrational. He probably wanted to use those eyes to help. I am conditioning my body, what are you doing?"

"Tsk..."

Seemingly at a loss, after Yu Yu spit out a few bubbles, he didn't answer the master's question, and a fierce boy returned to the master's body.

Tang San not far away looked dumbfounded at all this.

After a long time, everything will be different. The two flowers may be similar, but the person in the memory is already different from the impression symbol in the memory.