Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen - Chapter 339 . This world needs heroes

When Tang San was gradually immersed in the state of cultivation, on the other side, in that laboratory, the master who had sent away his two students was not immersed in the cultivation like they did, but stroking the soul guide in his hand. ,in silence.

The sentence I told Tang San before, "I ignited the Buddha's fire, suitable for Buddhism practice" was not a lie, but it happened. Even when he had just had an idea in his mind, and before he had actually designed the exercises, the "Buddhist Sutras" that belonged to him and were incomparably condensed and formed, shining brightly on the candlestick in his heart.

The journey of knowing the sea is true and true, and the gift of the one who unites everything is vividly vivid. After having a real idea in his heart, there is no such thing as a rare master.

Now, the most important thing is not the division of exercises, but how to spread these exercises quickly.

Although Tang San and Xiao Wu are geniuses, their savvy is also quite high. But precisely because of this, their perception is sometimes not universal. Master, more cases are needed.

"Ice."

He turned his head slightly, it was obvious that there was nothing in the laboratory, and nothing appeared in his conscious perception that just ascended, but he opened his mouth very well, as if he recognized those great races. Members will definitely look at themselves.

"I have a plan and need your help."

They didn't give them time to refuse. Not long ago, after the unknown mystery made time and space no longer open, the status between them had begun to reverse. Until now, the masters who have learned certain knowledge from the knowledge given by the One of All Things have lost awe of these so-called great races.

Regardless of the past or the present, there is no trace of affection between them, and what they do is only the survival of themselves and their race. The difference is that the first master was unable to control everything he was about to experience, and even the future itself was bleak, so he was led by Yisi.

And now, even if he can easily get rid of the control of Isth, he has no idea of ​​breaking his skin. After all, the benefits of technological means that belong to another world alone are incalculable for them.

And in order to seek shelter, the great race of Isth, just as the master expected, began to make false claims with him.

"Master...no, Yu Xiaogang, you seem to be a little different from before."

If the masters not long ago can still control the great race of Yisi, they suddenly discovered a few days ago that they couldn't see through this weak human being as weak as an ant.

Hidden in the unknown space, the magnificent body of the great race slightly agitated, and the sound came out like a thin line, penetrating the master's ears.

"Go ahead, what do you need us to do, after all, we are allies, aren't we?"

"Indeed, since you are allies, you should help each other. So, can you borrow the instrument that you used to communicate directly with my soul?"

The slightly dilapidated chair slowly deflected, and the master sat on the chair in time, his eyes fixed in a certain position in the void as his eyes turned, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened:

"But I have something big to do."

…………

"Li Ming, Li Ming, are you still listening?"

In the heavily guarded house, the deacon of Wuhundian who recorded something looked at the desperate youth in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and exhorted: "Why is it so sad? Faced with those things, he can come back alive, and even the spirit hasn't happened. Distortion, it's just that you can't use spirit power."

"The rest of your life will be supported by the alliance to ensure your wealthy life. Whether it's taking a car or buying necessities, you will enjoy priority treatment. How many people can't ask for these things, so why bother to go back to the frontline? "

It seemed that they were old acquaintances with the young man named Li Ming, or perhaps to make the decadent young man in front of him feel better. The deacon opened the chatterbox while going through various formalities.

"Now the citizens of the two empires know that those spiritual pollution monsters are inexhaustible. Even those of us spirit masters who look to them aloft may become terrible spiritual pollution monsters in battle. Since we have life, we can Retiring, even if you are lucky enough to be in good spirits, you don’t have to spend the rest of your life in the hell, and you will be watched for the rest of your life. This is a day when many people envy you."

"However, compared to the painful life of spiritually contaminated, they may...more wish to die in battle."

Until now, as if the deacon's words touched something, Li Ming finally spoke. His voice should have been calm and nice, but now it has become hoarse. Those eyes that were originally bright were also dark.

He did come back alive, but he was not as lucky as the deacon described. As the one who possessed the main spirit of martial arts-eyes, even though he was not mad while facing fear, the spirit that often accompanied him was completely abolished. Even with his spirit power that was close to level fifty, it became like a pool of stagnant water. As long as you work a little, your mind will feel like a needle prick.

Now he is no longer the former genius soul master, who can compare to Tang San's genius investigator, he is just a trash that can't be seen.

and……

"Yes, we are absolutely too. Treating those heroes like this is too much."

The deacon of Wuhundian sitting on the opposite side of Luming is still so energetic, usually stamped with one after another, while continuing to say: "After all, they are also heroes who fight tirelessly for the human world. There is such an old age. It’s too tragic no matter what."

"Obviously, after fighting for such a long time, facing those mental pollution monsters that are terrifying just to hear, even if they don't want to cause trouble to the empire and the alliance, they are always involuntary."

It seemed that he was aware of Li Ming’s bizarre "eyes", the deacon scratched his head and explained: "I know they might lose control, but anyway, is this too unfair to them? a little……"

"Yeah, isn't it too unfair?"

Li Ming muttered a little, but smiled helplessly. For some reason, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Once the degree of mental distortion exceeds a certain threshold, the distortion is almost inevitable. They should be executed on the spot. This is the pain that humans must experience. But there are still people who have hope for all of this. After all, humans are perceptual. Creatures, they long for heroes."

After receiving the certificate handed over by the deacon, Li Ming stood up from the chair on the crutches, and after a slight salute, he left the solemn and solemn hall.

Walking outside the door, the breeze blew past, and the noise of the city brought Li Ming's attention. He walked on a slightly bumpy road, feeling the traces of those people who worked hard to live. Suddenly, someone seemed to have noticed him, to be precise, he had noticed the documents in his hand.

"That... deserves to be..."

"Really, really the investigators in the legend. It is said that they have been fighting those horrible things for our sake."

"His eyes... what a wonderful child, how young he is..."

There was a lot of discussion at the beginning, and at the end, I don’t know who bowed first. At last, the whole street seemed to be quiet. Everyone looked at the young investigator, and the respect in their eyes seemed to turn into substantive brilliance. Even if Li Ming couldn't see, he could clearly feel it.

"Is this how it feels to be a hero?"

Holding the guide stick in the handshake, he didn't know when, the dissatisfaction in his heart that he was blind because of the martial arts spirit had disappeared completely. Instead, there is pride and relief that have never been seen before.

"It seems, it's not bad."

What he didn't notice was that in the ID bag in his hand, a strange soul guide had quietly condensed into shape.

Yes, this world needs heroes. The beginning of the era will be completely kicked off by these heroes who dedicated everything to mankind!