Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

In the following year, Wu Tian, ​​Sun Wukong, Kelin, Tianjin Fan, Jiaozi and others stayed at Buma's house temporarily.

It was Pantis who urged Bulma to take the initiative to send out the invitation.

It just so happens that, unlike the original book, Sun Wukong does not need to travel the world, increase his knowledge, and sharpen his martial arts. Now he does not lack martial arts experience and realm at all, he only needs to cultivate his strength quietly.With Wu Tian as the guide, there is no need to travel for Tianjin Rice, Kelin, and Dumplings.Even the Martial Arts Fist hasn't been practiced yet, so going out to sharpen it is just a joke.They were eager to settle down, so they could study the Martial God Fist carefully.

Unlike "former martial arts masters" like Monkey King, Kelin and Tianjin Fan are just newcomers on the martial arts path.The more they practice Wushenquan, the more they feel that this boxing technique is unfathomable.Whenever they feel that they have mastered this set of magical fists, they can discover more mysteries.

The peaceful time flies by quickly...

Soon, another year passed.

"drink!"

"what!"

"Huh!"

Sun Wukong, Kelin, Tianjin Fan, and Jiaozi practice boxing together by the artificial lake in the backyard of Buma's house.

Among the four of them, except for the dumpling, all of them were bare-chested, Sun Wukong and Kelin looked chubby, Tianjin Fan was tall and big, and his upper body was full of tendons.

They were on the east, west, north, and south sides of the artificial lake, because Martial God Fist is not only a martial art for practice, but also a powerful combat art. 49-way Martial God Fist, every move is a unique technique, and every punch has power beyond Kamehae Qigong and Dongdongbo.They were all sweating profusely.

When Sun Wukong swung his punches, his sweat transpired, turning into clouds of white mist and covering him.The white mist on Kelin and Tianjin Fan's body was not so obvious, but the skin was red and hot, and sweat rolled down the muscle lines like water.

call--

Sun Wukong swung out a heavy and slow punch, and the wind of the fist punched a gap in the white sweat mist that enveloped him. Boom, the shimmering artificial lake surface was chopped open by the invisible fist force, and the people tens of meters away On the other side of the lake, Kelin was startled by Sun Wukong's punch, narrowly dodged it, and said to himself, "This guy Wukong is so perverted!"

Seeing Tianjin Fan, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he became more focused on practicing Wushenquan.

On the lawn not far from the artificial lake, Wu Tian sat casually, letting the warm wind blow on his face, part of his attention was in the divine light deep in his soul, and he was not deducing the way of vitality all the time.The other part of the attention is contemplating, deriving the medium that is more suitable for Martial God Fist and earthlings than the battle songs of the Gehou clan to guide the natural vitality to resonate and enter the body.

"...It must be the medium that the earthlings themselves have..."

He let his thoughts fly and diverge his thinking.

In his thoughts, he wanders on the earth that is separated from the universe, going back in time and space, and has gone through 300 years.From Martial Immortal Island to Xidu, to the arena of the No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the world, to the gate of the Asura Demon Realm.He raised his head suddenly, and Mount Taidou appeared in front of his eyes.He was like a ghost, walking on the familiar mountain path of Taidou Mountain, he faintly heard [-]... heard Wu Xiaowei's silver bell-like laughter.

Following the laughter, Wu Tian "smelled" the singing of birds and flowers, the fragrance of vegetation, and the smell of soil in the mountains.Thinking about what kind of mood and understanding I had when I lived in seclusion in Taidou Mountain.Human memory is folded, just like a book, and only the two pages that are temporarily needed are displayed in front of us.The parts that are not used temporarily become thick pages and are stacked there.If you don't turn it over, you can't remember it.Now Wu Tian seems to be flipping through a book.

The closer the laughter got, the softer it became.

As Wu Tian walked, the laughter suddenly disappeared.He actually appeared at Wu Fangfang's funeral.Wu Xiaowei was no longer smiling, but weeping silently, leaning on Aragorn's shoulder.Wu Tianzheng was silent, feeling someone patted his shoulder from behind.Familiar touch, familiar strength, familiar breath.Wu Tian saw a strand of purple seaweed-like hair flying around his shoulders, he turned his head over——

Crashing, the waves of Wuxian Island are still there.

"Heh..." Wu Tian showed a slight smile, looking at the coast not far away, a beautiful figure was walking barefoot, stepping on the soft sand. face!

Uchiha Musashi? !

Wu Tian frowned, what kind of subconscious projection is this?It made him too unhappy!

Just thinking about this, the "good" brother Musashi from the previous life grinned at him.

Hey, his black pupils turned into scarlet kaleidoscope Sharingan in an instant, and he said sinisterly:

"Wu Tian, ​​don't run away anymore, hand over your eyes, only I am worthy of the eternal light! Don't struggle, Qianshou's gang of disgusting guys, it is impossible for you to learn from them Immortal...your pupil technique is terrible, but your own chakra is too weak! You are a waste after all, why don't you give me your eyes...Only I can lead the family to a bright future!"

Wu Tian calmly looked at this backlog of memories deep in his memory.For him, these memories were painful and even twisted his mind. When he wrote "Uchiha Sinner", he poured out all those emotions.Now Wu Tian looked at this scene, no longer angry, unwilling and full of hatred.All he had left was peace.

While calming down, I was also thinking about... why did I subconsciously reveal this past?

"Wu Tian, ​​don't run away anymore, hand over your eyes, only I am worthy of the eternal light! Don't struggle, Qianshou's gang of disgusting guys, it is impossible for you to learn from them Immortal...your pupil technique is terrible, but your own chakra is too weak! You are a waste after all, why don't you give me your eyes...Only I can lead the family to a bright future!"

Uchiha Musashi repeated it again.

Wu Tian closed his eyes, leaving the other himself in place, turned around and left step by step.Being approached step by step by Uchiha Musashi, and then...with full of resentment, he frantically operated the energy detonation ability formed by the combination of his two kaleidoscope pupil techniques, and with a "boom", together with Uchiha Musashi whose ambition was not fulfilled, It turned into a rain of blood and flames.

"..."Xianshu"...? "

Wu Tian opened his eyes.

The sea breeze on Wuxian Island is still there.The beach remains the same, and the Iraqis on the beach remain the same.He saw his wife Hathaway waving to his side, her face filled with a gentle smile like a spring breeze.Wu Tian turned around and looked at the sky in the center of Wuxian Island, where a figure sat cross-legged in the air.That is himself.The light of the setting sun swayed behind him, sinking at a fast-forward speed, the temperature of the sea breeze dropped sharply, and the dusk that did not belong to day nor night came... Wu Tian understood that when he was cultivating on Martial Immortal Island, Only in the two special time periods of dawn and dusk will I actively cultivate my vitality and divinity, and it will operate subtly at other times.

As dusk fell, the figure sitting cross-legged in mid-air began to swallow.

call……

The long inhalation sound seemed to be in front of my eyes. Following the figure's breathing, the flowers and plants on the entire island shook, and even the tide on the coast was affected.It lasted for a full 10 minutes. Wu Tian then slowly exhaled the inhaled breath. Just like inhaling, the exhaling was also extremely long. He exhaled in one breath, as if the spring breeze and rain were falling, and the plants on the island were shaking.

He is breathing in accordance with the rhythm of natural vitality, practicing vitality and divinity.

Of course Wu Tian knew this.

breathe……

Isn't the "medium" that people on earth have to naturally communicate with the outside world of the human body and the sky and the earth just "breathing"?

Wu Tian opened his eyes.

It was already getting dark, so he spent half a day on the lawn by the lake and sat until night.

"Master, are you awake?"

Wu Tian stood up on the lawn, behind him was Monkey King.Sun Wukong said softly: "Dragon Ball has just recovered."

"Then make a wish."

Wu Tian brushed off his clothes, and calmly said: "It just so happens... I also want to go to the Songhou clan of the sixth universe to see their complete set of inheritance battle songs. In the whole universe... maybe only their clan can give me The "Martial God Fist Breathing Method" provided some ideas. "

"Breathing method?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.

Wu Tian just smiled.