Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

At the moment when Tang San felt his inner light was bright, on an island tens of thousands of miles away, Tang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

There is no vision in his whole body in the practice, and there is no auspiciousness that can penetrate the sky. Tang Chen looked serene, just standing still in the roaring sea breeze, as if it was a natural mountain and river, fighting against the waves and storms.

But at the moment his eyes opened, everything calmed down. Whether it is the fluctuating sea, the howling sea breeze, or the clouds in the sky drifting with the waves, they all stand still at this moment, only the light still shines.

"Little San broke free."

Muttered to himself, in the depths of Tang Chen's eyes, a golden light flashed, as if a big golden net emerged in front of his eyes.

That is the snare of destiny, writing the destiny trajectory of the sentient beings in Douluo Continent. Even spiritual pollution monsters, or even weaker old rulers, will be wrapped in this snare when they enter it, and they will sink deeper and deeper without knowing it.

Tang San didn't want to be controlled by destiny, but his destiny remained high above the world. Some beings think that something is against the sky and something is just another choice under the control of fate. Even above destiny, there are higher levels of existence controlling everything...

No one can break free, even Tang Chen, even Asathos, even the well-known and unknown existence outside the book, it is just a member of the masses.

But the body cannot break free, but the mind can be infinite. Long, long ago, Tang Chen had insight into Tang San's desire and set some tests. Tang San's mind is transparent now, and now it seems that he has truly liberated his soul compared to the experiment a few years ago.

Since destiny cannot be broken away, and even all choices and the future are planned by destiny, why bother with mediocrity? As long as you firmly believe that this is the path you have chosen and you will never regret it, it is enough.

He took a sigh of relief, and the gold in his eyes not only did not completely disappear, but instead became thicker and even gradually covered the entire pupil of the eye.

[Wahuang], [Root], [All Things into One].

Three supreme concepts appeared at this moment, and the endless and intangible concepts gathered here, slowly converging behind Tang Chen, forming three irregular but gradually clear shapes.

"The distance is complete, it's almost..."

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Tang San didn't know that his old brother was still thinking of him far away. After talking with Xiao Wu, he returned to the room the master prepared for him with a transparent body and mind. After the agitation calmed down, he finally remembered the business.

After moving his body a few times, he felt that he was not bound by various hidden weapons and soul guides. He was affected by Tang Chen [True. Insufficient firepower phobia patient]. The first thing he thought of was to add some new and more new things to himself. Fit your own equipment.

Therefore, in the forging process, he accidentally discovered that in those strange eyes, the metal itself is actually alive. After cutting the lines of metal life, this piece of metal will truly "die".

But as long as he draws lines on it again with the lines of life, the metal will come alive again, and even show new characteristics beyond imagination.

Kill and give life again?

Just as Tang San who discovered a new toy didn't know that, in another world, this technique was called alchemy, and it could even turn stones into gold, divide multiple dimensions, and even look back into time and space and look to the future!

Not only that, but the three techniques of alchemy, soul-guide technology, and rune skills are combined into one, which is not only one plus one plus one level, but a real leap forward.

One month later, when the master summoned Tang San to prepare for the final step of the summoning, Tang San was no longer as full of fear as he was at the beginning, and he had faint confidence in his heart.

The place where the experiment was conducted was a wasteland, and it was also a place commonly used by the general base for various experiments. The surrounding area was uninhabited for dozens of miles, and even trees and flowers did not exist. Only a few people stood in the center of the wasteland.

There are very few people here, even only Tang San and Master. It's not that they don't trust other people, but that in the face of the existence of the old dominator level, other spirit masters will only give food when they come, and they may even rebel on the spot.

Even Tang San himself, because he was reborn from his death, accepted the inheritance left by Star Color, and has extremely high resistance to mental pollution and indescribable things, he was allowed to know the old names and taboos by the master. , Really participated in this event.

If Tang San only had an increase in spirit power, then even if the master had an idea in his heart, he would only do it in private. Even if he sacrifices himself, in this cruel era, if a person's sacrifice can be exchanged for the peace of the world, he will feel at ease.

Although it was a wasteland, in Tang San's eyes, this empty place with a strange altar at its center seemed a bit crowded. Numerous weird and strange styles are different from any utensils on Douluo Continent, utensils more similar to pollution monsters are buried in space, in the ground, in the clouds, in the air...

There is no doubt that these are the things prepared by the masters, and they are most likely the technology developed by those so-called great races.

The things on the altar are much simpler, except for a few talismans, an incense burner and a few clay pots for wine.

"Are these things really enough? Or are you able to summon Baiaki with these?"

Seeing the master's calm expression, Tang San couldn't help but ask. Listening to his question, the master hadn't spoken yet, a cold voice without the slightest emotion suddenly appeared in his mind:

"The lower-level servant races can set up an altar for them only for the great existence that may appear. If it's just Baiaki, just chanting a spell is enough."

"So... wait, are you a member of the so-called great race of Isth? Are you talking directly with my spirit, or are there other technologies or spells?"

Listening to Tang San's question, the fish hidden in the instrument somewhere was stunned, but he didn't expect Tang San's reaction. It stands to reason that such a hillbilly should make a fuss about such a situation. It is extremely rare for Tang San to be so calm and even start to explore.

However, it didn't have time to explain to Tang San at the moment of major events, and its attention was completely devoted to the master.

And Tang San himself, after a little surprise, quickly returned to his senses, looking at the master who was slowly walking towards the altar beside him, his expression became solemn.

Because the call is about to begin.