Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"Teacher, this is..."

Looking at the abnormal changes that happened to the master, and the traces of life that had reappeared after the swimming fish had left, Tang San couldn't help but open his mouth wide, completely unable to understand what had happened.

Seeing the astonishment on Tang San's face, the master just shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "In short, everything is hard to say in one word. You have a good fortune when you defeated the Star Color, and I also have my own experience."

"I'm still me, it's just that I'm different from the past."

Listening to the words of the master, Tang San slowly recovered. He took a deep look at the master, and at this moment, from the perspective of life origin, the person in front of him was indeed his own teacher. But in this increasingly weird world, it couldn't be easier to pretend to be a human being.

But at this moment, he is obviously too immature, whether it is strength or magic skills, even if he has ideas, he can only be buried in his heart.

Did not try to use the memories of the past two to confirm their identities, because Tang San knew that both bodies could be perfectly replaced, so the memories, naturally, were the same. I am afraid that at this moment, only the old brother who has already left can prove the identity of the master.

While he was thinking like this, in front of him, the master seemed to see his thoughts, and nodded with some relief, and then removed a wooden box from the experiment table behind him.

The box is not big, nor does it look magnificent at all, on the contrary it is very frugal. After opening the wooden buckle on the box, Tang San's eyes were greeted with a set of ordinary sleeve swords.

But... Hidden sword? !

Subconsciously felt the iron ring on his right hand, but what made Tang San extremely shocked was that the rough iron ring had disappeared at some point, and he didn't even notice it.

Looking at the matte Hidden Blade in front of him and feeling the extremely familiar aura on it, Tang San couldn't help but speak slowly, his voice becoming extremely dry:

"Teacher, this thing is..."

"It's the birthday gift Xiaochen left for you."

The master closed the box again and looked at Tang San who was struck by lightning. He sighed and handed the box to him. He pondered for a moment, and then said, "As early as half a month ago, Xiao Chen had already returned. Come, he said he is not suitable to see you for the time being, and there is still an unfinished mission."

"But he still seems to be unable to let you go. After he left for a while yesterday, he handed this thing to me when he came back and asked me to hand it to you personally. He said that this thing can prove my identity, and at the same time he wants to make up for it. Eight years of absence..."

Looking at the rough wooden box, Tang San's pair of amethysts generally had divine light in his eyes. Shaking, he stretched out his palm, opened the lid of the wooden box, and stroked the sleeve sword that was the same as before, and even had many more engravings.

It's him, it's the guy that is old brother.

Lowering his eyes, Tang San took out the Hidden Blade from the wooden box and clasped it on his right wrist. The next moment, without waiting for any reaction from him, the sword of the sleeve covered by the sleeves flickered, and a stream of light merged into Tang San's body.

That was a message, or it could be said that it was a letter from Tang Chen to Tang San:

My brother Tang San:

Don't be too sad, your brother and I are not dead yet, so there is no need to show that expression of bitterness and hatred. In the past few years, I followed my teacher to practice in a cavernous sky, and I have never experienced it over the years. Suddenly looking back, eight years have passed.

Although I don't want to say something bad, but this disaster is far more terrible than you and I imagined. The Buddha's Lord Nirvana, the Holy Lord's Disc Blood, and the Demon Race's Holy Emperor also turned away, but the external enemies still remained unabated.

You and I are both born of luck, otherwise there would be no many visions. But what I promise is the present, and what you promise is the future.

The danger from the outside world exceeds this realm too much, and Title Douluo is just the beginning. My teacher had waited and watched the future of 360 million, but the chances of victory were still very few. But you and I cannot meet at this moment, but it is an opportunity for future victory.

The reason why I can't show my figure in front of you, I can only look at you from a distance. I'm also watching your battle. I have to say, Xiaosan, you have really grown up.

Well, the space is limited, nagging makes me like an old mother. All in all, before you have cultivated into the so-called "god" in this world, you don't easily look for me. At that time, only when you and I meet can we "the three and three things, and the tribulations will return to the dust".

ps: Hidden Blade, I helped you recover. Some things are hidden in it. It's up to you to understand how much you can understand. See you in the future!

——Your brother and I

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Feeling the signature of Tang Chen's personality at the end of the letter in his mind, even if it was the sad atmosphere of parting or even being unable to meet again, Tang San couldn't help but laugh bitterly. My old brother is still so leaping off, even like this, he still put on a elder brother's tone and said that he has grown up. I think it's right that you haven't grown up yourself.

Although complaining in his heart, Tang San still attached great importance to the message left by Tang Chen. What surprised him was that those titles such as "Buddha Lord, Holy Lord", and so on, knew that they were great supernatural powers, and they actually suffered from the disaster.

Reconnecting to the dark wave that Tang Chen said a few years ago, he felt as if he was being held down by a huge boulder at this moment, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"Three three things, ten thousand calamities return to dust... one three, one dust, is this the future that the old brother's master sees? The realm of the gods..."

Thinking of the information and the source of life still surging in his body, Tang San couldn't help clenching his fists.

Brother... wait for me, I will do all this as soon as possible.

I will be with you to end this dark wave!

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While blood was boiling in Tang San's heart, on the other side, the culprit who made Tang San's heart surging was sitting on a cliff by the sea, with the black mist in his hand surging to form a fishing rod, pulling blood to form a thread, and fishing in the surging waves.

Beside him, the concealed [Ember] stood up straight with his chest, looked at the white waves that were beaten by the waves below, and said nothing.

Throwing off the sea fish that had bitten the hook indefinitely on the hook, [Magic] straightened the hook and threw it back into the sea, as if thinking of something happy, he said, "I said, birdman, you said Xiaosan What kind of expression would it look like when I saw the letter I wrote."

"How fresh, you have the second disease and the body. It is estimated that Xiao San can now deduct the three rooms and one hall with his toes."

"Hey—you guy..."

[Magic] smacked his lips, looked helplessly at the [Ember] who didn’t change his face, but didn’t bother to argue with him, but looked at the looming light ball in the waves, and said with emotion: "Drag it, just drag it like this. Right. The body guy will not allow Xiao San to step on the battlefield."

"Three and three things, ten thousand tribulations to dust, ten thousand tribulations, but belong to Tang Chen. At that time, I am afraid that the body has cleared all obstacles. And..."

The fishing rod in his hand paused slightly. [Devil] frowned and threw the indifferent marine fish into the sea again. Then he shouted: "Friends over there, sneaking is not the way to visit, so prying and observing. , It's better to see you before!"

The majestic sound wave is like a sudden hurricane, turning the rising waves into a bright mirror reflecting the sea of ​​stars. Amidst this rolling sound, a certain existence hidden in the void slowly appeared...

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Now that he had a certain understanding of the terrible future, Tang San naturally didn't have time to continue feeling sad, and quickly adjusted his mentality, and said to the master who was reading the book: "Teacher, I made you laugh. My mind is practicing. You can’t maintain peace even if you’re not at home with a few changes."

"You are not to blame."

The master shook his head and said, "The guy in the great race of Isth deliberately did this, trying to test your sensitivity to the source of spiritual pollution. You can find it so quickly, that guy didn't expect it."

"Is... a great race? What is that?"

Hearing the unfamiliar words in the master's mouth, even though Tang San was used to it, he couldn't help but ask because of his previous experience.

The master did not conceal Tang San's thoughts. While flipping through the books, he replied: "The great race is a taboo that they put on their faces. In fact, it is almost the same as the so-called No. 1 beast spirit in the mainland. , It’s just a bragging title."

Regardless of the roaring fish in his mind, the master paused, and then said: "They are fugitives from the disaster center. Their overall strength is almost the lowest in that world, but the level of technology is exceptionally superb."

"Just like the highest-level Soul Guidance device we use, in their eyes it is similar to the wooden stick in the hands of a juvenile. They are superficial and simple. Their top technology can liberate the soul, travel through time and space, and transfer consciousness... This knowledge is for us now. In terms of it, it is the most precious asset."

"Free the soul?"

Hearing this familiar vocabulary, Tang San's pupils shrank slightly. As early as a few years ago, when he was training in the base, there was such a step in the "old day" plan he participated in. As far as he knew, the reason why Zao Wou-ki failed was because something went wrong in this step.

It now seems that he was connected with the so-called great race as early as the omen of the disaster appeared.

"It seems that you have already thought about it." The master nodded and approved Tang San's guess. He opened a certain page of the book, placed it in front of Tang San, and then said, "This is what I recorded seven years ago. Although it is useless for you now, let's take a look."

"The teacher's record..."

After taking the book, Tang San looked at it intently, and was gradually immersed in the densely packed text:

【February of the second year of disaster

Time flies really fast, and it has been two years since Xiaochen left in a blink of an eye. Originally, I was still skeptical about the disaster he said, but I didn't expect a change so soon... Mental pollution monsters, mental pollution, ordinary soul masters would never be able to solve all this, we need a new way out. 】

...

【July of the Second Year of Disaster

Although the classics collected by the various sect empires are good, they have not escaped from the cage of the soul master at all, but Xiao San gave me a rare surprise. Xuan Tian Gong...Purple Demon Eye... completely refutes the cultivation technique of Douluo Continent. It should bring a new beginning...]

...

【Three Years of Disaster and January

Old days! That is the old days! The old days are here!

What title Douluo, what gods, all are ants! Buddha? Is that a Buddha? The Buddha in Xiao Chen's mouth really appeared, and the disaster was getting closer. No, progress is still too slow! Must take a risk! 】

...

【Three Years of Disaster and January

knowledge! Knowledge is poisonous!

I... Am I still me? world! The world is different too! Knowledge, different knowledge...forbidden knowledge...]

...

【Three years of disaster in February

remains? Where are the relics on Douluo Star? I was still curious, and I walked there. 】

...

【April of the Three Years of Disaster

The great race of Isth? Seeking survival in the cracks of time and being able to travel freely through time and space, what are they afraid of? !

Knowledge...exchange knowledge...is this why they came to this age?

Knowledge is disaster, knowledge is power. 】

...

【Three Years of Disaster in May

To deal with those spiritual pollution monsters, we must break through the inherent methods. In that world, the old day is the name to describe the oldest and most powerful creatures. So, the code name for this plan is called...

Old days! 】

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Before he knew it, a thick diary had been turned over by Tang San, he closed the book and let out a long sigh of relief.

"This is... everything that the teacher has ever experienced? However, since they can travel through time and space, why do they stay here again? Are you still one with the teacher?"

Retrieving the diary, the master looked at Tang San who had grasped the key point for an instant, and he gave a secret compliment in his heart, carefully explaining, "Because the time and space itself is fixed."

"I didn't know the reason. All this was learned from the great race of Isth. According to them, not long ago, the originally scattered laws of time and space were fixed by some immeasurable rules. After this time Time and space cannot be changed easily, the past returns to the past, the present returns to the present, and the future returns to the future."

"Swimming fish like them living in the cracks of time and space don't want to be erased, so they have to choose one to enter. After weighing the pros and cons, they are here again."

"Fixed time and space...that kind of power, I really want to see it with my own eyes."

With a slight emotion in the bottom of his heart, Tang San's eyes flickered, and he was a little fascinated by the power described in the master's words. But he quickly recovered from the illusory fantasy. Without the slightest hesitation, he took out the book page that he had carefully carried in the cracks of his clothes.

"Um?"

Without waiting for Tang San to speak, the master's eyes flickered. He looked at the page in Tang San's mouth with a little surprise, and blurted out one sentence: "Xuanjun's seven secret scriptures, this thing actually exists in our world?"

"Teacher, do you know this book?!"

Tang San was even more shocked, and at the same time slightly relaxed, at least for him, the step of coming to the master to solve the puzzle was undoubtedly very correct. Otherwise, let him find the traces of the books by himself, not knowing that it will be the year of the monkey.

"This is a secret scripture written by a person who claims to be Xuanjun in the legend, but I don't agree with this statement. The possibility of manipulation in the old days is greater."

As the master spoke, he took the pages of the book. He looked at the words on it that were different from Douluo Continent, raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not hinder his reading, and quickly remembered the words recorded on it in his mind.

"Heaven ghost...Heaven ghost...Mistress, you are so lucky."

Shaking the pages of the book, the master groaned slightly, and said with a sigh: "What's recorded here is the spell that summons the legendary old ruler-the royal family of the yellow clothes. That race is called Baiaki."