Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Wu Tian stopped and stopped all the way, just trekking like ordinary people, not flying in the sky.He climbed mountains, waded in water, walked through deserts, and crossed wilderness.It keeps company with jungle beasts and does not deliberately avoid human traces.He walks on his own with disheveled hair. Of course, it is not enough to say that he is dressed in tatters, embarrassed, and looks like a savage, but most ordinary people think that this strange man with a red pigeon seems not so easy to contact, so he walked all the way. Not many people deal with him out of fun.

During the day, Wu Tian was on his way, um, it’s not accurate to say he was on his way, because he didn’t have a destination to go.He walked in the daytime, sometimes how many miles he walked, he deduced Wuxianquan in his heart all the way, and often waited until the Wuxianquan deduction was successful, and when he looked up, the moonlit starry sky appeared.

So he often simply stays where he is.If the stop is a mountain forest, then send the phoenix to catch some animals in the mountains; if it is by the river or lake, then send the phoenix into the water to catch some fat fish... After roasting the fish, make a pot of old wine, Wu Tian poured himself a drink under the moon, looked up at the starry sky, and let his thoughts drift away.Or pour out half a glass of wine, and let the teaser tease the little phoenix, every time the phoenix is ​​choked to flap its wings and fly around, Wu Tian will clap his hands and laugh.

Then there was an all-night meditation, the more advanced the realm of 'Wu Xian Quan' or 'Amplified Pupil Technique', the more Wu Tian could realize the importance of 'spiritual power'.Back then, when Wu Xianquan reached ten times more, Wu Tian often felt powerless.Today's Wuxianquan is more than ten times?How much more terrifying is the power of spiritual will required to activate this peerless mental method than the Ten Times Martial Immortal Fist?

Wu Tian still doesn't know where the limit of Wuxian Quan is, so he never relaxes his mental strength training day and night.

The current Wu Tian has already abandoned the sleep behavior of normal human beings, and directly replaced it with spiritual meditation.This method is not simple, because meditation can only make the 'spirit' full, but cannot bring the 'body' or 'brain' rest, so when he first started doing this kind of practice, even he was quite hard.But gradually, I began to get used to it.Even if he meditates all night, Wu Tian can reduce the activity of the mind to a minimum, which is no different from sleep, and he can get enough rest.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that... Wu Tian discovered a very interesting thing about himself along the way.For a period of time, he had studied Wuxian boxing to a certain point and became fascinated. He almost forgot to sleep and eat, and completely forgot the passage of time. He was driven by instinct when he walked and acted. When Wu Tian walked forward slowly on the cliff with a dazed face, the phoenix on his shoulder would groan softly to remind him.He is connected with this bird, even if it is only subconscious, he will feel it, so he will change the correct direction.When he recovered from the deduction of Wuxianquan, he realized that more than half a month had passed unknowingly, but he... didn't feel very hungry.

(Although he was always immersed in his inner world to deduce Wuxian boxing, he was not blind after all, it was just that he didn't pay attention to what he saw and heard at the time, and with his spiritual power, he could "recall after the event" and then deduce the passage of time It's not that hard after a lot.)

This made him feel a little funny: Could it be that he really became a vegetative after he had the divine tree physique?Like those Namekians who can sustain life only by light and water (rain)?But regarding this point, Wu Tian did not take it to heart.On weekdays, you should also eat meat and drink alcohol, so you won't be like the Bigu Immortal who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

On this day, Wu Tian went to a big waterfall.

This is a cliff of ten thousand zhang, and the waterfall is also like a ten thousand zhang Bai Lian. , Standing close to the edge of the waterfall and deep pool, I can no longer hear any other sounds, only the sound of the endless waterfall and the bombardment of the pool is left in my ears...

Big sound, even Xi sound.

In this huge roar, all the noises in Wu Tian's ears gradually disappeared.As early as when Wutian was approaching the waterfall, the phoenix couldn't bear the noise and flew into the sky. At this time, Wutian was the only one beside the pool of Wanzhang Waterfall.He stood there for a long time, staring at the white horse hanging on the cliff, with silence in his ears.Gradually, little by little sounds slowly emerged...

There is the sound of rubbing grass and trees in the bushes, maybe a fox is running through the bushes at this time; there are several bird calls gathered together, maybe the female bird on the treetop is taking care of a nest of chicks; A series of neat and subtle movements from the ground, perhaps a row of ants carrying fallen fruit cores... These sounds are like scenes jumping out of a piece of white drawing paper, little by little. The ground is full in Wu Tian's ear.

He can even hear the sound of dead trees breaking, flowers withering, and lake water being crumpled by the wind...

Indistinctly, Wu Tian felt as if he had touched an elusive realm.That realm was like a light, a light he couldn't see.The light was right in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see it, let alone touch it.

The thunderous roar came back again, Wu Tian blinked his eyes, as if the world had been reset, time continued to flow, and when he concentrated again, there were no bushes, foxes, birds, ants, dead wood, falling flowers, lake water ...Obviously only the sound of the boundless waterfall filled his mind.

"Ah……"

Wu Tian shook his head and smiled, could this be the realm of 'enlightenment' that was preached in those fantasy novels about cultivating immortals?When I watched it before, I was quite tired of this kind of plot, and usually someone would interrupt the protagonist's "enlightenment" in case the protagonist's gold finger is too far away...but I took the initiative to break away from this "enlightenment" Realm, does it count as "sensitivity dull"?

The faint smile on his face gradually dissipated, the focus of his eyes drifted away, and his thoughts recalled a long, long time ago... Although he has experienced three lives, objectively speaking, no matter whether it is an ordinary earthling in the first life or Uchi in the second life, Bo elite ninja, he didn't live long in these two lifetimes.The experience of these two lives bundled together is far inferior to his experience in the Dragon Ball world.

Time can dilute a lot of things, he thought he had completely forgotten the previous two lives, but now he suddenly recalled it.

Squinting his eyes, Wu Tian thought of that ordinary young man named "Wu Tian" in the first life... You, what is the dream that you recall from time to time when you are mediocre?Did it happen, or has it been forgotten?

So, I don't know how long I stood silently by the waterfall and deep pool, Wu Tian finally got a drawing board and a carbon pen in his hand.Holding this drawing board, he drew lines with a carbon pen on the white paper, and a picture of a cliff and waterfall flying down three thousand feet quickly took shape...

And because of Wu Tian's unpredictable cultivation of spiritual magic, at the same time, when he paints, he can't help but think of the contents of the "auditory hallucinations" just now. The "waterfall painting" has a real sense of being in the real "nature".

After a while, the sound of the waterfall was mixed with a few long laughs, and a figure left here with a drawing board on his back.The 'red dove' hovering in the sky noticed it, and flapped its wings to follow.

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Western capital.

A metropolis is a metropolis after all. Although most of it was destroyed by demon warriors, after more than a year of rest, the basic appearance of the city has recovered a lot. Most people live their lives as if the demons had never appeared before. Life is no different.

A large screen is hung on the glass curtain wall of the shopping mall building, and the speech of the newly succeeded king is played on it.As for the last king... After being revived by Dragon Ball, the old man heard the information and intelligence reported by people at all levels, and learned that there was something like "Wu Xianren" among the people, and he was very dissatisfied. I feel that the majesty of the country has been shaken.

Therefore, the old and vigorous king started to issue a series of policies to control the direction of public opinion. He not only arranged for people from all walks of life to publicize the image of the government, but also kept giving speeches. Finally... he played himself so much that he had to resign early. Wave after wave of civilian demonstrations, protests, and even several incidents in which senior officials were sacked and put in trash cans by "unknown citizens"... Under the pressure, the old king left sadly.

The newly appointed king wisely did not choose to confront the rumored "Wuxianren" who saved the earth. He seemed to have forgotten about the demons and Wuxianren. What should everyone do? Govern my country, you live your life, as for the Wuxian people?If you don't show up, forget about it.

On the contrary, some people borrowed confidence from who knows where, and pretended to be Wu Xianren, but they were tempted for a while by muscular men who came from all walks of life, and finally they were dragged away directly. Well, I don’t know where they are now... …

"Really! You actually forgot about Wu Xianren and his old man?" A man and a woman came out from the shopping mall. The woman took a little girl by the hand, looked back at the new king's speech on the big screen, and said in a low voice dissatisfied. .

"It's something that can't be helped. After all, the country also has things to consider."

The man didn't want to say more, although he was one of the people who survived and witnessed the miracle of the Wu Xianren, and he was also grateful to the Wu Xianren for summoning the Dragon Balls to revive his wife and daughter, but... for this incomprehensible extraordinary Individuals, men still want to keep a respectful distance, so they understand what the old and new kings do.

"Hmph!" The woman glared at her husband. That's not what this guy said when she and her daughter were just resurrected.She took her daughter, who was licking ice cream, and said, "Hannah, let's ignore Dad, let's go, okay?"

"Oh! Let's go! I don't want Dad anymore!" The little girl licked the ice cream and made a big face. She didn't know if she understood or not. Anyway, she was very happy, and she jumped and led her mother forward.

The man smiled helplessly from behind, and hurriedly followed: "Don't run so fast, there are so many cars on the road!"

A family of three strolled on the street and soon came under an overpass.

"Hey, there's a poor old man over there!" The little girl took her mother's hand and noticed that there was an easel set up under the overpass. It seemed that the person who made money by sketching couldn't see the person's face clearly through the drawing board. I don't know how the little girl saw that the man was an 'grandfather'...

The little girl took a sip of the ice cream, raised her head and asked, "Mom, what is Grandpa doing?"

"He is drawing pictures for others." The woman and her husband also looked over, and found that there were already some people surrounding the painter, and low exclamations sounded from time to time.

"I want to paint, I want to paint too!" The little girl stopped eating the ice cream when she heard this, and shook her mother's arm coquettishly.

The husband and wife are helpless, can they not listen to the baby daughter's order?So they led the little girl and walked over, only then did they see clearly the appearance of the person behind the drawing board.I saw this man with black hair loose, but he was a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face. He only had a black carbon pen in his hand, and he calmly sketched lines on the drawing board in front of him.

The woman originally wanted to ask how much it would cost to paint a portrait, but when she walked over, she seemed to find it difficult to ask such a question.So, like her husband, she took her daughter and just watched quietly.Even the little girl who was not very quiet before became quiet, licking the half-laden ice cream in her hand.

This person's paintings... She is not a painter, so it is difficult to see whether the painter is good or bad.But from the perspective of a bystander, this painting seems to have a strange magic power, which can involuntarily capture your spirit and immerse you in it, as if you can truly feel the mood of the painter when he paints every stroke.

'Is it possible that this painting of his has a soul? 'All the people present were thinking dizzily.

The crowd gathered around to watch for a while, and suddenly they had a strong intuition of 'it's almost time to go' at the same time, and gradually began to disperse in a daze.When they were leaving, the couple who were holding the girl heard the voice of the man behind them: "Please wait a moment."

"What?" Both the woman and the husband were at a loss. Looking back, they saw the middle-aged man behind the drawing board quickly drew two strokes, smiled, took the top one off, and walked over to the little girl Next to the boy, he patted the little girl's fluffy hair like seaweed: "Here, the painting you want."

"Thank you, grandpa!" The little girl was very happy, and she stretched out her little hand to take the drawing paper.

"Your hands are dirty!" The woman originally wanted to snatch the drawing paper, because her daughter ate all the ice cream, and her little hands were already dirty, but when she just thought about it, she saw her daughter holding the middle-aged man with extremely clean hands and handing it over. She looked at her drawing paper happily for a while, and then held it to her parents like a treasure: "Mom and Dad, am I pretty?" With her little neck held high, she looked proud.

The woman was confused, her daughter's hands were obviously dirty just now... Could it be a hallucination?

The two couples carefully looked at the painting held by their daughter, and saw that the pitiful and lively little girl outlined with a charcoal pen in the painting was really as if their own girl had run into the painting , alive, seems to be still beckoning to them.

When the family left the overpass and walked away with everyone, the couple was startled. As if waking up from a dream, they glanced at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes: "When will we... Daughter painting? '

After thinking about it for a while, they still couldn’t figure it out. The couple were puzzled. One of them held the daughter’s hand. The little girl was bouncing around between her parents. Today is really happy, beautiful...

Many years later, the authentic works of the mysterious painter known as the "soul painter" are almost hard to find... But even so, the "little girl" Hannah, who had a daughter at that time, did not sell the painting she treasured. Lose……

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Under the overpass, Wu Tian was packing up the drawing board, drawing paper, and brushes, and the phoenix like a red dove also helped with its claws.When there were many people just now, it hid very cleverly, because judging from its experience all the way, as long as it shows up, it will definitely be fought over by many people, so that it will not be trampled... At first, it thought it was quite fun , It's so good, but as time goes by, only hate is left.

Suddenly, a person stopped in front of him, and the phoenix subconsciously ran behind Wu Tian to hide, and found that there seemed to be only one person, and poked his head out to look.

Wu Tian did not raise his head, nor did he stop what he was doing. Instead, he tidied up and said to himself, "There is a nice shop not far away, let's go and sit for a while..."

When the packing was finished, Wu Tian put his things behind his back, looked at Tsurumi who looked haggard and bloodshot and stared at him closely, and smiled: "We brothers...haven't seen each other for many years, right? "

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