It's a road that never ends in sight.

On both sides, there is a dense atmosphere, as if the dream of the person has been stripped out and completely exposed to the air.

It's like a special kind of tracing, depicting the memory of the pre-birth period.

Su Fu was wearing sportswear, stepping on alloy combat boots, walking slowly, the road was not difficult to walk, and the normal green bricks paved on the ground were very stable when stepped on.

As he walked, it seemed as if there were constantly images flashing in front of his eyes.

Lan Hai followed Su Fu's side, and his face became serious, serious, with solemnity and awe.

Buried here are the dream tattoo masters who fought on the battlefield of gods and demons, some of them died vigorously, and some died silently.

However, there is no doubt that they are all brave and martyrs.

They used their flesh and blood to defend the territory of the human universe, and the blood turned into a long river, stopping the pace of alien invasion.

Su Fu's face was also very solemn, he was born and grew up on the earth, in fact, he knew this feeling best.

Since becoming a dream maker, Su Fu has endured countless battles, large and small.

There are dream eaters, and there are dream eaters who invade the earth.

In fact, dream makers, like these dream tattoo masters, have a mission, a mission to protect the earth.

Although the Dream Maker is as powerful as some Dream Pattern Masters, he is as weak as an ant.

But in essence, the two are the same, both die to protect.

The Terran universe is everyone, and the earth is a small family.

Those with great ability are for everyone, and those with small ability are for small families.

Su Fu steadied his pace.

He raised his hand.

A thumb-sized glow like a firefly floated in front of him.

Su Fu's index finger tapped lightly, and it was in the glow of the thumb-sized firefly.

Airplanes......

An invisible wave spread.

Su Fu's perception began to fluctuate constantly.

The picture in front of me, as if a pebble had been thrown into the calm surface of a lake, began to ripple.

Su Fu seemed to see this picture clearly from the perspective of a bystander.

......

A young man in his prime, dressed in a white robe, covered in blood, but he was full of spirit, and he casually intertwined tens of thousands of dream patterns.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of formations crushed out.

The black-pressed enemy was strangled to slag in this formation, and the young man himself was swallowed up by the overwhelming attack.

......

The picture is simple, like a shallow dream of fleeting time.

Big dreams have no traces, but shallow dreams will leave indelible traces.

The picture is full of heroism and slaughter.

Su Fu fell silent.

Lan Hai stood beside Su Fu, and he also felt a point of light, and he didn't know when, around their bodies, dense firefly-like points of light had been surrounded.

Lan Hai closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, his lips were shaking, and cold sweat was floating on his forehead.

Obviously, the picture in the Spirit of Dream Pattern made Lan Hai feel some empathy.

Su Fu took a deep breath.

As Su Fu, who has experienced the earth in the era of cataclysm, I empathize.

I thought that the universe should be a comfortable world, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

There are races in the universe, including human races, dragon races, and alien races......

Where there is race, there is naturally strife.

As the saying goes, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different.

There is still a point.

Su Fu felt a few more dream pattern spirits.

He saw the lives of many dream tattoo artists, and these dream tattoo spirits recorded the most unforgettable moments in their hearts.

Some are killing enemies, some are parting with their families, and some are tired to death in order to repair the shocking loopholes in the battlefield of gods and demons......

The road that ran through the Tomb of the Dream Pattern God had only walked less than a hundred meters, and Su Fu felt as if he had experienced a time that many people were worried about.

Boom!

Su Fu withdrew from the memory dream and turned his head to look at the blue ocean.

Lan Hai knelt on the ground, and in his eyes, bean-sized tears rolled down.

He has long lost his usual chic.

"What do you see?"

Su Fu looked at the blue ocean, his eyes were complicated, did his mood fluctuate so much?

patted Lan Hai's shoulder, and the latter slowly stood up and wiped away his tears.

"Crying is a sign of cowardice...... They don't need tears. ”

Su Fudao.

Lan Hai nodded.

He took a deep breath, and then, his eyes firmed, looking into the depths of the hazy road.

"I will find my chance, and I will inherit their will......"

Lan Hai said firmly: "When I break through the Starry Sky Realm, I will go to the Gods and Demons Battlefield to train...... The glory of the human race needs to be defended by us. ”

The few words left in the memories of those shattered dream pattern spirits in the dream realm made Lan Hai's heart full of righteousness for the battlefield of gods and demons.

Su Fu didn't say anything.

He's probably going too, but ...... First of all, you have to deal with the worries in your heart.

"Let's go, go inside, this road is very long......"

Su Fudao.

Lan Hai nodded, and the two walked together.

Thundered!

When the two of them walked, in the endless haze, there seemed to be a huge phantom flickering by, rolling up shocking waves.

......

On top of the walls of a dilapidated town.

The woman in white stood with her hands in her hands, straight like a javelin, her figure was actually not good, but she exuded a unique heroic spirit.

The gaze is calm, motionless, like a rock.

She looked at the rolling hazy tomb of the god.

Outside the city, there are tombs of gods.

She stared at the hazy tomb of the gods in a daze, although her face was indifferent, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a gentleness like melting ice and snow.

She is not a dream tattoo master, but she is willing to stand here to protect the tomb of the dream tattoo god and be a tomb keeper.

The Tomb of the Dream Tattoo God was like a prison that bound her every move, and she couldn't go anywhere except this small city.

Although, she is a grave keeper hired by Xinghai Company from the Great Universe Firm.

However, in fact, if she did not volunteer, how could she be willing to be a grave keeper?

Once you become a grave keeper, you are tantamount to giving up the freedom in the universe and giving up the freedom that crisscrosses the world.

Especially the immortal lord and the strong, Shouyuan is almost immortal, once he becomes a tomb keeper, what he needs to bear is endless loneliness.

But the woman came anyway.

She dedicated her best years to the Tomb of the Dream Tattoo God.

A faint breeze blew.

Blowing the woman's slightly withered hair.

......

Unconsciously, half a month passed quietly.

Su Fu and Lan Hai were both on the way to the Tomb of the Dream Pattern God, walking on foot.

They did not fly, step by step, without hurry.

The Dream Pattern Spirits were densely packed around them, but it was as if these Dream Pattern Spirits were just here to have a good time.

They didn't choose Su Fu and Blue Ocean.

On the way to the Tomb of the Dream Stripes, the others have already gotten their fair share of opportunities.

Su Fu and Lan Hai walked over and saw the dream tattoo master sitting cross-legged, his whole body emitted by light, and he was shrouded in perception.

They are chosen by chance, and they may get a lot of good things from the Dream Pattern Spirit, maybe they will inherit the Dream Pattern inheritance, or they may learn some special Dream Pattern skills, and even their souls will be sublimated.

Su Fu and Lan Hai saw Simon.

Simon sat cross-legged on the ground, and above his head was a cloud of dream-streaked spirits the size of a millstone, like an elf, like a kind elder.

Simon is hungry for the knowledge and legacy that the Dream Stripes Spirit has brought to him.

Su Fu and Lan Hai just looked at it for a while, and then continued to walk inside.

They didn't envy it, because they knew that it should be their chance, and it would be theirs after all.

The road is still far in sight.

Suddenly.

Su Fu and Lan Hai's pace paused.

Because they found that the picture in front of them had changed.

The original haze is gone.

Instead, they saw an old village with dense thatched houses.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

"Where is this?"

Lan Hai was surprised and couldn't help but speak.

Su Fu also frowned, a little uncertain.

"Is this a dream world? or ...... Is it the world of memories left behind by a certain being?"

Su Fu was a little unsure, because ...... It's not like you're in a dream.

Crunch.

The thatched hut was opened.

An old man with a broken leg walked out on crutches.

"Yo, there's a guest here. ”

The old man laughed.

"Old guys, I'm out to pick up the guests. ”

The old man with a broken leg shouted with laughter.

Then, there was a sound of rustling, and people walked out of the thatched huts.

It's just that these people have shortcomings.

There were men who were beheaded by the waist, leaving only their bodies above the waist.

There are women who have broken their arms, and only their long legs are left.

Some people are blind, some people are deaf in both ears, and so on.

Su Fu and Lan Hai were stunned.

The old man with a broken leg led by him was on crutches, and he circled around Su Fu and Lan Hai without hurrying.

His eyes were full of appreciation.

"Hello young man......"

"You're here looking for a chance, right?"

The old man with a broken leg said.

Su Fu didn't speak, and Lan Hai bowed respectfully.

"Senior, please advise. ”

The old man with the broken leg smiled, threw out a flat pole and a large bucket, and threw them to the blue sea.

"Boy, go to the other end of the village to fetch water, and if you pick up enough water, fate will naturally come to you. ”

The old man with a broken leg said.

The blue ocean was slightly stunned, carrying water?

Grabbing the flat pole and carrying the bucket, he didn't seem to understand what the relationship between carrying water and chance was.

"Don't go yet. ”

The old man with a broken leg raised his crutches and wanted to knock on Lan Hai, who hurriedly trotted and ran to the other end of the village.

The old man with a broken leg looked at the boundless back of Lan Hai running, smiled, turned around and went back to the thatched house.

Su Fu frowned.

He felt like he was being left dry.

The old man with the broken leg ignored him.

The others, too, came and walked around him, and they all went their separate ways, and went back to their thatched huts.

The village fell into a deathly silence again.

Su Fu stood in place, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

He's ...... Selectively forgotten?

The other side.

Lan Hai carried a flat shoulder and a bucket to the end of the village.

I was stunned for a moment, because there was a galloping ...... in front of me. Dream Spirit River!

Densely packed, all of them are made up of the spirit of the dream pattern.

Lan Hai took a deep breath and threw the bucket into the river, and suddenly, not a single wave was raised.

Lift the barrel up, and the barrel is empty.

Blue Ocean looked confused, the river is not water, how can he fill it with water?

......

Su Fu was left to dry for a day.

He finally couldn't help it.

Walked to the thatched hut of the old man with a broken leg and patted it.

With a creak, the door opened, and the old man with a broken leg raised his head and looked at Su Fu.

Su Fu didn't speak, stared at the old man with a broken leg, and the old man with a broken leg didn't speak, staring at Su Fu.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, and the atmosphere seemed to be in awkwardness.

"Ahem......"

"Young man, I don't know how you got to the village, but your talent is too low to attract the opportunity to carry in the village. ”

The old man with a broken leg said.

"If you go outside the village and go back the way you came, you will find your chance. ”

Su Fu was stunned.

He didn't have enough talent, so he was left to dry for a day?

However, Su Fu was not angry.

Just looked at the old man and bowed slightly.

"Are you not convinced?" the old man with a broken leg looked at Su Fu and said.

Su Fu didn't speak.

"Everyone in this village represents the spirit of the dream pattern of chance, just like the old man, who is also the spirit of the dream pattern, if there is your chance in the village, someone will naturally come to you, just like the old man asked the kid to fetch water, but no one is looking for you...... That means that your talent is still a little weak, and you can't carry our inheritance and chance......"

"If it shouldn't be yours, it's not yours, and if you force it, it will only cause unnecessary trouble. ”

The old man said.

Su Fu nodded.

"Thank you, senior, let's go. ”

Su Fudao, bowed slightly, turned around and walked outside the village.

The old man with a broken leg looked at Su Fu's back.

It seems that from behind Su Fu, I saw a touch of stubbornness.

The old man sighed, and then tapped his cane lightly on the ground.

"Wait, lad. ”

Su Fu was stunned for a moment, paused his steps, and turned his head to look at the old man.

The old man's crutch slammed into the ground again.

Boom!

The whole village seemed to tremble slightly.

Then, in the thatched house, every figure walked out slowly.

"If the young man can go to our village, it means that he has a relationship with our village, and you all let this young man try it...... Don't miss this opportunity, we stay in the village, and we may not be able to find a successor for millions of years. ”

The old man with a broken leg said to a group of villagers behind him.

Su Fu pursed his lips and understood the meaning of the old man's words.

Then, he bowed down and sincerely thanked the old man.

"I've got to give it a try, and it's a chance to meet us...... Although I don't know why you can enter the village with your talent, but seeing each other is fate. ”

The old man with the broken leg smiled slightly.

among the villagers.

The woman with both arms broken stepped out.

She walked in front of Su Fu.

The long legs flung suddenly, and a pair of straw sandals fell in front of Su Fu.

"Put on your shoes, climb over that mountain, and come back again, and if you succeed, chance will come to you. ”

The woman with the broken arm said.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't say anything.

He took off his alloy boots, exposed the soles of his feet, and put straw sandals over his feet.

Just right, very suitable.

"Over that mountain?"

Su Fuyao pointed to the dwarf Tubao Mountain.

The woman with the broken arm didn't speak, just stared at the straw sandals on Su's feet.

"Senior, then I'm ...... going"

Su Fu asked tentatively.

The woman with the broken arm still didn't reply to him.

Then, Su moved, stepped on the soles of his feet, and the straw sandals fell to the ground.

Boom!

The straw sandals suddenly exploded, and Su Fu's thumb came out through the shoes.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

Su Fu moved his thumb, and then, the straw sandals on his feet suddenly fell apart......

Su Fu's face stiffened, and he was ......

He didn't mean to?!

What about your straw sandals touching porcelain?

The woman with the broken arm shrank her pupils and froze.

The old man with a broken leg also shook his face.

These straw sandals, like his bucket of water, are the link between destined people and chance......

it, look away...... It's an old man!

No wonder they didn't react before, it's not that this kid's talent is too poor to withstand the opportunity.

It's that they can't wait for this kid's talent!