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"Teacher, this is..."

Seeing the changes that happened to the master, and the traces of life that reappeared after the fish left, Tang San couldn't help but open his mouth, completely confused as to what was happening.

Seeing the astonishment on Tang San's face, the master just smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "In short, everything is hard to explain. You have a lot of luck in defeating the Star Color, and I also have my own experience."

"I'm still me, just not the same as I used to be."

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

But at this moment, both in terms of strength and skills, he is obviously too immature, and even if he has ideas, he can only bury them in his heart.

There was no attempt to use the memories of the two of them in the past to confirm their identities, because Tang San knew that the body could be perfectly replaced, so the memory would naturally be the same.I am afraid that at this moment, only the old brother who has left long ago can prove the identity of the master.

While he was thinking this, the master in front of him seemed to see what he was thinking. He nodded with some relief and took down a wooden box from the experimental table behind him.

The box is not big, nor does it look magnificent at all. Instead, it is very simple.After opening the wooden buckle on the box, what caught Tang San's eyes was a set of ordinary hidden swords.

But... the hidden blade? !

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

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

"Teacher, this thing is..."

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

The master closed the box again, looked at Tang San who was struck by lightning, sighed and handed the box to him, pondered for a moment, and then said: "As early as half a month ago, Xiaochen came back. Well, he said that he is not suitable to see you for the time being, and he still has unfinished tasks."

"But he still can't seem to let you go. After he left for a while yesterday, he handed me this thing when he came back and asked me to hand it to you personally. He said that this thing can prove my identity, and he also wanted to make up for this. Eight years of missing..."

Looking at the rough wooden box, Tang San's purple gem eyes were filled with divine light.He stretched out his trembling palm, opened the lid of the wooden box, and stroked the set of hidden swords that were the same as before, even with a variety of additional markings.

It's him, it's Brother, that's right.

Lowering his eyes, Tang San took out the hidden sword from the wooden box and clasped it on his right wrist with ease.The next moment, before he could react, the hidden sword covered by his sleeve flickered, and a stream of light merged into Tang San's body.

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

My brother Tang San:

Don't be too sad, your brother is not dead yet, so there is no need to show that bitter and resentful expression.In recent years, I have been practicing in a cave with my teacher, and as time goes by, I have never realized it.Looking back suddenly, eight spring and autumn years have passed.

Although I don’t want to say anything bad, this disaster is far more terrifying than you and I imagined.The Lord Buddha passed into Nirvana, the Holy Lord died of blood, and the Holy Emperor of the Demon Race also transformed into a Tao and left, but the enemies from the outside world remained undiminished.

You and I were both born according to luck, otherwise there wouldn’t be many visions.But what I promise is the present, and what you promise is the future.

The dangers in the outside world are far greater than this world, and Titled Douluo is just the beginning.My master has looked at the future of 6000 million, but the chance of victory is still slim.But you and I cannot meet each other now, but it is an opportunity for victory in the future.

The reason why I can't show my body in front of you, I can only look at you from a distance.I have also watched your fight, and I have to say, Xiaosan, you have really grown up.

Okay, the space is limited, and the nagging makes me look like an old woman.All in all, until you become a so-called "god" in this world, don't look for traces of me.At that time, when you and I meet, we can "transform into three things and return to dust after all calamities."

ps: I helped you recover the Hidden Blade. There are some things hidden in it. It’s up to you how much you can comprehend. See you in the future!

——Your brother me

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Feeling the signature of Tang Chen's personality at the end of the letter in his mind, Tang San couldn't help but smile bitterly, even in the sad atmosphere of being separated again, or even unable to meet again.My brother, you are still so out of touch, and you still act like an elder brother and say that you have grown up. I think it is you who have not grown up.

Although he was complaining in his heart, Tang San still attached great importance to the information left by Tang Chen.What surprised him was that those titles such as "Lord Buddha and Holy Lord", which he knew were people with great supernatural powers, actually suffered losses in that disaster.

When he again contacted the dark wave that Tang Chen mentioned a few years ago, at this moment, his heart felt as if he was being suppressed by a huge boulder, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"Three three things will turn into dust after a thousand calamities... One three, one dust. Is this the future that my master sees? The realm of gods..."

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

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

I will work with you to end this wave of darkness!

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While Tang San's blood was boiling, on the other side, the culprit who made Tang San's heart surge was sitting on the cliff next to the sea. The black mist surged in his hand to form a fishing rod, and he pulled the blood to form a thread, fishing in the surging waves.

Beside him, [Ember], whose wings had disappeared, stood upright with his arms crossed, looking at the white waves below that were beaten by the waves, and remained silent.

Shaking off the sea fish that was clinging to the hook, [Magic] straightened the hook and threw it into the sea again. As if he had thought of something happy, he said: "I said, Birdman, what are you talking about? What kind of expression will you make when you see the letter I wrote?"

"It's so new. Your chuunibyou is as good as the original one. I guess the mistress can now squeeze out three bedrooms and one living room with her toes."

"Hey - you guy..."

[Demon] smacked his lips and glanced helplessly at [Ember], who had an unchanging expression on his face. However, he was too lazy to argue with him. Instead, he looked at the looming light group in the waves and said with emotion: "Tug it on, just drag it on like this." Right. The guy with the main body will not allow Xiao San to step onto the battlefield."

"Three three transformed creatures will return to dust after thousands of tribulations. All tribulations will belong to Tang Chen. By that time, I'm afraid the main body has cleared all obstacles. And..."

The fishing rod in his hand paused for a moment, [Demon] frowned, and threw the ignorant sea fish into the sea again, and then shouted loudly: "Friends over there, being sneaky is not the way to visit, so peeking and observing , it’s better to meet him first!”

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

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Now that he had a certain understanding of the terrifying future, Tang San naturally had no time to continue feeling sad. He quickly adjusted his mentality and said to the master who was flipping through the book: "Teacher, I made you laugh. My state of mind practice We can’t maintain peace even if something unexpected happens before we get home.”

"It's not your fault."

The master shook his head and said: "It was the guy from the great race of Yis who did this on purpose. He wanted to test your sensitivity to the source of spiritual pollution. That guy didn't expect that you could discover it so quickly."

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

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

The master did not hide Tang San's thoughts. While flipping through the book, he replied: "The great race is a name they put on their faces. In fact, it is similar to the so-called number one beast spirit in the mainland." , it’s just a title to brag about.”

Ignoring the dissatisfied roaring fish in his mind, the master paused and continued: "They are escapees who smuggled themselves from the center of the disaster. Their overall strength is almost at the bottom of that world, but their technological level is extremely high."

"Just like the highest-level soul guides we use, in their eyes they are no more than a wooden stick in the hands of a child, crude and crude. Their most advanced technology can liberate the soul, travel through time and space, and transfer consciousness... This knowledge is of great significance to us now For me, it is the most precious wealth.”

"Free the soul?"

Listening to this familiar vocabulary, Tang San's pupils shrank. A few years ago, when he was still training in the base, there was such a step in the "Old Days" project he participated in.As far as he knew, the reason why Zhao Wuji failed was because something went wrong in this step.

Now it seems that he may have been connected with the so-called great race not long after the signs of disaster appeared.

"It seems you have already thought of it." The master nodded, agreeing with Tang San's guess.He opened a certain page of the book, put it in front of Tang San, and then said: "This is what I recorded seven years ago. Although it is of no use to you now, you still have to take a look."

"Teacher's record..."

Taking the book, Tang San looked at it intently, gradually becoming immersed in the dense text:

[February of the second year of disaster

Time flies really fast, and it has been two years since Xiaochen left in the blink of an eye.Originally, I was still doubtful about the disaster he said, but I didn't expect something to happen so quickly... Mental pollution monsters, mental pollution, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary soul masters to solve all of this, we need a new way out. 】

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【July of the second year of disaster

Although the classics collected by the major sect empires are good, they have not escaped the cage of soul masters at all, but Xiaosan gave me a rare surprise.Xuantian Kung Fu...Purple Demon Eyes...completely refute the cultivation techniques of Douluo Continent, and should bring about a new beginning...]

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【January of the third year of disaster

Old days!Those were the old days!The old days have come!

All titled Douluo and gods are just ants!Buddha?Is that Buddha?The Buddha in Xiaochen's mouth has indeed appeared, and the disaster is getting closer and closer.No, progress is still too slow!You have to take a risk! 】

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【January of the third year of disaster

Knowledge!Knowledge is poisonous!

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

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【February of the third year of disaster

remains?Where did the ruins come from on Douluo Planet?I couldn't help but be curious, so I walked there. 】

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【April of the third year of disaster

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

Knowledge... exchanging knowledge... is this the reason why they came to this era?

Knowledge is disaster, knowledge is power. 】

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【May of the third year of disaster

To deal with those mental pollution monsters, you must break through the inherent methods.In that world, Old Ones was the name used to describe the oldest and most powerful beings.So, the code name for this plan is...

Old days! 】

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Unknowingly, Tang San had finished flipping through the thick diary. He closed the book and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Is this... everything that Teacher has experienced? However, since Yis and the others can travel through time and space, why do they remain here? Are they integrated with you, Teacher?"

Taking back the diary, the master looked at Tang San who had grasped the key point for a moment, secretly praised in his heart, and explained carefully: "Because time and space itself is fixed."

"I don't know the reason. I learned all this from the great race of Yis. According to them, not long ago, the originally scattered laws of space and time were fixed by some immeasurable rules. After this time , time and space cannot be changed easily, the past belongs to the past, the present belongs to the present, and the future belongs to the future.”

"Swimming fish like them, who live in the gap between time and space, don't want to be erased, so they have to choose one of them to enter. After weighing the pros and cons, they came back here again."

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

Feeling slightly deep in his heart, Tang San's eyes sparkled, somewhat fascinated by the power described in the master's words.But he quickly recovered from his illusory fantasy, and without any hesitation, he took out the pages of the book that he had carefully carried between his clothes.

"Ok?"

Before Tang San could speak, the master's eyes flickered, and he looked at the page in Tang San's mouth with slight surprise, blurting out one sentence: "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Scripture, this thing actually exists in our world?"

"Teacher, do you know this book?!"

Tang San was even more shocked, and at the same time he felt a little relieved. At least for him, coming to the master to solve his doubts was undoubtedly the right step.Otherwise, let him look for traces of books by himself, and he won't know that it will be in the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse.

"This is a secret scripture written by a legendary being who calls himself Xuanjun, but I don't agree with this statement. It is more likely to be manipulated by the past."

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

"Tiangui...Tiangui...Xiaosan, you are so lucky."

Shaking the pages of the book, the master pondered slightly and said with a sigh: "What is recorded here is the spell to summon the legendary ruler of the old days - the family of the King in Yellow. That race is called Bayaki."