Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

The vast knowledge is like a rushing river, instantly poured into the master's mind. At this moment, facing this huge ocean of knowledge, the master's consciousness also went down. Unconsciously, he couldn't understand everything that was passing through his mind, and his eyes were instantly empty.

In a trance, he seemed to see that he was swimming like a fish in the ocean of knowledge. Although unconscious, he still instinctively absorbs the knowledge that is beneficial to him.

"So I smell it."

Light, immeasurable light, the golden wheel of light drenched most of the ocean. The huge golden light pattern hovered, and countless complicated patterns embellishment on it, turned into a roulette floating in the ocean, attached to the back of a giant who almost invaded the master's entire field of vision.

The giant's body is indescribable, and the galaxy is nothing more than embellishment and attachment. The chanting that shook the ocean before was just a soft sigh from Him.

Looking at this giant who can truly be called a "god", the master's ideology seemed to have been infested, and a layer of warm golden brilliance appeared. Under the shroud of this light, that haunting consciousness also seemed to become peaceful. In the deepest part of the soul, an ideal lamp between existence and nonexistence is slowly lighting up.

Looking at the master who closed his eyes as if he was contemplative, after the invisible existence clasped his palms together and chuckled, the golden fingers that supported the **** pillar slowly lifted up and touched the master's forehead in the empty space. For a time, endless golden runes floated out of the ocean, all poured into the master's body, into the lamp core that had been reluctant to burn.

Quietly watching everything that happened, the huge figure standing upright and upright, just sighing "goodness" with his palms together, the black "swastika" on the forehead flickered slightly, turning into illusory bubbles, dissipating in this seemingly true and false In the ocean.

I don't know how long it took, the boundless ocean stopped boiling, and the master immersed in knowledge began to swim again. The waves of the sea are surging, and the master's consciousness also drifts away, but the lamp core that has not been lit has become much brighter.

Gradually, in a world without the concept of time, the colorless sky suddenly brightened. Although the master's consciousness is not sober, he still has special emotions. It is as if, under the shining of this light, all fears and worries will disappear.

Desire gradually dissipated, and sin was invisible. Everything that sentient beings should pay back is done by the Supreme Lord who loves sentient beings and creates everything.

The highest palace unfolds above the sea, like the reflection of the sea. The huge gate, carved with countless luxurious patterns, like an epic chapter, slowly unfolded, revealing that milk and honey flowed in it, and only happiness and beauty existed in the paradise.

"Hallelujah..."

The ethereal hymn echoed in the world. In the hall, an invisible figure slowly stood up. The eyes that were pregnant with infinite wisdom, omniscience and omnipotence understood everything slightly deflected, looking towards even if their consciousness was completely lost, but The master who is also stunned.

The pure white feathers of light spilled from the sky, like a sea of ​​knowledge, finally ushering in rain, new knowledge poured on the master, and also infiltrated his heart. On the dusty lamp, the thick dust was also wiped off by the feathers.

The ocean shook, and a wave slapped over and flew out the master who could not dodge.

Obviously it is a vast ocean of knowledge, but just wandering in the air for a period of time, it seems that time and space have changed.

A huge vortex lies between the sky and the earth, and knowledge flows from it, continuously. The world without the concept of heaven and earth has become clear and neat due to the appearance of the ocean.

Godless eyes looked at the constantly twisting vortex, and the master's consciousness seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and the originally dizzy mind instantly became bright. Suddenly all the doubts that arose in the experiment not long ago, and the formulas that could not be figured out through hard thinking and meditation, were all resolved at this moment.

Not only that, the originally exhausted inspirations are also springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Consciousness is still not awake, but all this is firmly recorded in the depths of the spirit.

Dengrui finally ushered in the first small fire source, which was inspiration, enlightenment, and the crystallization of wisdom. In this flame, the golden Buddha's light lit up first, followed by the pure white holy light. The two complement each other, and the lamp oil transformed into knowledge flows in the lamp, providing it with indestructible fuel.

The confused consciousness is getting more and more hazy, but the consciousness itself seems sober. This feeling is beyond words, but it really exists in the master.

The ocean is still flowing, the master is still swimming, and time doesn't seem to exist anymore. At some point, the sleeping master suddenly felt the warmth like a mother's embrace, and the consciousness that had become chaotic due to various encounters gradually calmed down.

In that unknown place, the turbulent candle flame slowly calmed down, and on the unpretentious lamp, fragmented patterns slowly formed.

The ocean is still flowing, as if it is endless and boundless. The master was immersed in it, even if the consciousness itself wanted to wake up, he was attracted by the infinite knowledge, and he stubbornly refused to leave.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel a suction. In the ocean of knowledge, a huge hole formed. The knowledge generated from the whirlpool turns into the ocean and flows out and is swallowed by the void.

what is that? It is blindness, foolishness, the enemy of wisdom, and the twins of one twin. Under the influence of that blind and foolish force, all the crystallization of wisdom will no longer exist.

And the master swimming in the ocean of knowledge, like an alarm bell ringing in his ears, awakened his consciousness.

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"Teacher! Teacher! Are you okay?!"

Outside, Tang San looked at the master with a yellow silk mask on his face, his worries were beyond words.

"Little San...?"

The eyes opened slowly, and the turbidity in them disappeared. The clear eyes were like a mirror reflecting the human heart, able to see through all falsehoods.

Looking at the master with more than half of his temperament, Tang San suddenly had a little illusion. I don't know what's going on. The teacher at this moment feels a bit similar to the feeling my brother gave him a few years ago. Although laughing and cursing, playing the world, but seeing everything through, every move seems to contain great wisdom.

And it took only tens of seconds for the master to put on the mask. It took less than half a minute to calculate carefully. Tang San was surprised by the change so much, and he became more vigilant against the old dominators in his heart.

He is different now from the past, and of course he can tell whether he is a master or a master. But the change in temperament can only be associated with the yellow silk mask.

Could it be that teacher, he got the knowledge of the king of yellow clothes?

Pulling down the mask of unknown material on his face, the master breathed a sigh of relief, recalling everything in his mind that seemed like nothing, as well as the light flickering in his heart, and sighed:

"I... witnessed it, the real supremacy!"