Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

Wu Tian stopped and walked along the way, just walking long distances like ordinary people, not flying into the sky. He climbed mountains, waded in rivers, walked through deserts, and crossed wilderness. Not only does he keep company with jungle beasts, but he also doesn't deliberately avoid human traces. He was walking with his hair disheveled, and his clothes were not in tatters or in a mess. However, most ordinary people at first glance felt that this weirdo with a red dove was not easy to contact, so there were not many people asking for trouble along the way. Deal with him.

During the day, Wu Tian was on the road. Well, it would not be accurate to say he was on the road, because he had no destination to rush to. He walked during the day, sometimes walking for as long as he wanted, just rehearsing the Wuxian Fist in his mind. He would often wait until he had successfully performed the Wuxian Fist, and when he looked up, he would see the moonlit night sky with stars.

So he often simply stayed where he was. If the stopping place is a mountain forest, then send the phoenix to catch a few animals in the mountain; if it is by a river or lake, then send the phoenix into the water to catch a few fat fish... Roast the fish and conjure a pot of old wine. Wu Tian poured himself a drink under the moonlight, looked up at the stars, and let his thoughts drift away. Or he could pour out half a glass of wine and let the little beast play tricks on the Phoenix. Whenever the Phoenix was choked and flapping its wings and flying around, Wu Tian would hold his hands and smile.

Then came the whole night of meditation. The more advanced the realm of 'Martial Immortal Fist' or 'Amplified Eye Technique' became, the more Wu Tian could appreciate the importance of 'spiritual power'. Back then, when Wu Xianquan had reached tenfold strength, Wu Tian would often feel powerless. Today's Wuxianquan is more than ten times better? How much more terrifying is the power of spiritual will required to activate this peerless mental technique than the Ten Times Wuxian Fist?

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

Now Wu Tian has already given up on normal human sleep behavior and directly uses mental meditation instead. This practice is not simple, because meditation can only make the "spirit" full, but cannot bring the "body" or "brain" to rest, so when he first started doing this kind of practice, even he was quite hard. But gradually, I started to get used to it. Even if he meditates all night, Wu Tian can minimize the activity of his mind, which is no different from sleeping, and he can get enough rest.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that... Along the way, Wu Tian discovered a very interesting thing about himself. For a period of time, he studied Wuxianquan until he reached a certain point and became obsessed with it. He almost forgot to sleep and eat, completely forgetting the passage of time. His walking and actions were all driven by instinct, and he took a wrong path. For example, the road ahead was On the cliff, when Wu Tian was slowly moving forward with a confused look on his face, the phoenix on his shoulder would make a soft moan to remind him. He has a mental connection with the bird, even if it is only subconsciously, he will sense it and change the correct direction.

When he came back to his senses from the deduction of Wuxianquan, he realized that more than half a month had passed unknowingly, and he... didn't feel very hungry.

(Although he was always immersed in the inner world of deducing Wu Xianquan, he was not blind after all, he just didn't pay attention to what he saw and heard at the time. With his mental strength, he could "recall afterwards" to deduce the passage of time. No matter how much, it’s not difficult.)

This made him feel a little funny: Could it be that after he acquired the divine tree physique, he really became a vegetative state? Like those Namekians who can survive only on light and drinking water (rainwater)? However, Wu Tian did not take this to heart. You should eat meat and drink wine on weekdays, and you will not follow the example of the Bigu Immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world because of this.

On this day, Wu Tian walked to a large waterfall.

This is a cliff with a height of ten thousand feet, and the waterfall is also like a thousand feet of white water. It falls vertically down, creating strong white waves in the deep pool under the cliff. The huge sound of the water is like the roar of thunder, even with Wu Tian's ear. Standing close to the edge of the waterfall and deep pool, I can no longer hear any other sounds. In my ears, only the sound of the endless waterfall and pool is bombarded...

Loud sound, even Xisheng.

In this huge roar, all the noise in Wu Tian's ears gradually disappeared. When Wu Tian was approaching the waterfall, the Phoenix couldn't bear the noise and flew into the sky. At this time, Wu Tian was the only one beside the pool of Wan Zhang Waterfall. He stood for a long time, staring at the white horse hanging vertically on the cliff, and there was silence in his ears. Gradually, bit by bit, the sounds slowly emerged...

There was the sound of grass scraping in the bushes, maybe a fox was running through the bushes at this time; there were several bird calls in a group, maybe it was a female bird taking care of a nest of chicks on the treetop; A series of neat and subtle movements coming from the ground, perhaps a line of ants carrying fallen fruit cores... These sounds are like scenes popping up on a piece of white drawing paper, bit by bit. The earth is full in Wu Tian's ears.

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

Vaguely, Wu Tian felt as if he had touched an elusive realm. That realm was like a light, a light he could not see. This light was right in front of him, but he couldn't see it, let alone touch it.

The thunderous roar came back again. Wu Tian blinked, as if the world was reset and time continued to flow. When he concentrated again, there were no bushes, foxes, birds, ants, dead trees, fallen flowers, or lakes in his ears. ...it was clear that only the sound of the boundless waterfall filled my mind.

"Ah……"

Wu Tian shook his head and smiled. Could this be the realm of 'enlightenment' advocated 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" to prevent the protagonist's golden finger from going too far... but he took the initiative to break away from this "enlightenment" Realm, does it count as 'dull understanding'?

The faint smile on his face gradually dissipated, his eyes wandered, and his thoughts recalled a long, long time ago... Although he has experienced three lives, objectively speaking, whether he is an ordinary earthling in the first life or a Uchi in the second life, An elite ninja, he didn't live long in these two lifetimes. The experiences of these two lives bundled together are far less than his experiences in the Dragon Ball world.

Squinting his eyes, Wu Tian remembered the ordinary young man named "Wu Tian" in his first life... What was the dream that you recalled from time to time when you were mediocre? Did it really happen, or has it been forgotten long ago?

So, after standing silently by the deep pool of the waterfall for who knows how long, Wu Tian finally had a drawing board and a carbon pen in his hand. He held this drawing board and drew lines with a carbon pen on the white drawing paper. A picture of a cliff with a waterfall flowing down three thousand feet quickly took shape...

And because of Wu Tian's unpredictable spiritual magic skills, at the same time, when he was painting, he could not help but think of the contents of the "auditory hallucination" just now, and he felt something in his heart, so he drew this picture with his pen. The 'waterfall painting' actually has a real sense of being in a real 'nature'.

After a while, the sound of the waterfall was mixed with a few long laughs, and a figure left here carrying the drawing board. The 'red pigeon' that had been 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 corrections, the basic appearance of the city has been restored a lot. Most people are living as if the demons have never appeared. Life is no different.

A large screen was hung on the glass wall of the shopping mall building, and what was playing on it was the speech of the newly succeeded king. As for the last king... After he was resurrected by the Dragon Ball, he heard the information and intelligence reported by people at all levels, and learned that there was something like a 'Martial Immortal' among the people, and he was very dissatisfied. I feel that the majesty of the country has been shaken.

As a result, the old and strong king began to issue a series of policies to control the direction of public opinion. Not only did he arrange for various personnel to promote the image of the government, he also kept giving speeches. Finally... he had to resign early after playing such a trick on himself. After waves of civil demonstrations, protests, and even several incidents where senior officials were taken out of sacks and put into trash cans by "unknown citizens"... Under the pressure, the old king resigned sadly.

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

However, there were some people who borrowed their confidence from unknown sources and pretended to be Wuxian. As a result, they were tested by muscular men who came from all walks of life for a while, and were finally dragged away. Well, I don’t know where they are now... …

"Really! You actually forgot about Wuxianren?" A man and a woman walked out of the mall. The woman held a little girl in her hand. She glanced back at the new king's speech on the big screen and whispered dissatisfiedly. .

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, the country has things to consider."

The man did not want to say more. Although he was one of the people who survived and witnessed the miracle of Wu Xianren, he was also grateful to Wu Xianren for summoning the seven dragon balls to resurrect his wife and daughter, but...for this incomprehensible extraordinary Individually, men still want to keep away from each other, so they understand the approach of the old and new kings.

"Humph!" The woman glared at her husband. This was not what this guy said when she and her daughter were just resurrected. She held her daughter, who was licking the ice cream, and said, "Hannah, let's ignore dad. Let's go, okay?"

"Oh! Let's go! I don't want daddy anymore!" The little girl licked the ice cream and made a big face. She didn't know whether she understood or not. Anyway, she was very happy, jumping up and down, leading 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 walked on the street and soon came under an overpass.

"Hey, there's a poor old grandpa over there!" The little girl held her mother's hand and noticed that there was an easel set up under the overpass. It seemed that someone was making money by sketching. He couldn't see his face clearly through the drawing board. I don't know how the little girl figured out that the man was an 'old grandfather'...

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

"He is painting for others." The woman and her husband also looked over and found that some people had gathered around the person who was painting, and low exclamations could be heard from time to time.

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

The couple was helpless, how could they disobey their precious daughter's orders? So they took the little girl and walked over, and then they saw clearly the appearance of the person behind the drawing board. I saw this man with loose black hair, but he was a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face. He only had a black carbon pen in his hand, and he was drawing lines on the drawing board in front of him calmly.

The woman originally wanted to ask how much it would cost to paint a portrait, but when she came over, she seemed to find it a bit difficult to ask. So, like her husband, she and her daughter just watched quietly. Even the little girl who was not very quiet at first became quiet and licked the half-filled ice cream in her hand.

This person's paintings... She is not a painter, so it is difficult for her to see the quality of the painter. But from the perspective of an onlooker, this painting seems to have a strange magic power that can involuntarily capture your spirit and make you immersed in it. It seems that you can truly feel the painter's mood when he paints every stroke.

‘Is it possible that his paintings have a soul? ’ Everyone present was thinking in a daze.

Everyone gathered around to watch for a while, and suddenly at the same time they had a strong intuition that it was almost time to leave, and they gradually began to disperse in confusion. As they were leaving, the couple holding the girl heard the man's voice behind them: "Please wait a moment."

"What?" Both the woman and her husband were a little confused. When they looked back, they saw the middle-aged man behind the drawing board quickly drawing two strokes. He smiled, took down the top one, and walked to the little girl. Next to the child, he patted the little girl's hair as fluffy as seaweed: "Here, the painting you want."

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

"Your hands are dirty!" The woman originally wanted to grab the drawing paper because her daughter had eaten all the ice cream and her little hands were already dirty. But as soon as she had this idea, she saw her daughter holding it up with clean hands and the middle-aged man handed it over to her. She looked at the drawing paper happily for a while, then held it up to her parents like a treasure: "Mom, Dad, am I pretty?" She held her little neck up and looked proud.

The woman was confused. Her daughter's hands were clearly dirty just now... Could it be an illusion?

The couple looked carefully at the painting held by their daughter, and saw that the pitiful and lively little girl in the painting was sketched with charcoal black pen. It was as if their own girl had run into the painting. , vivid and seems to be waving to them.

When the family left the overpass and walked away, the couple was shocked, as if they were waking up from a dream. They looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes: "When are we... going to let that person die?" Has your daughter painted? ’

After thinking for a while, they still couldn't figure it out. The couple was puzzled. Each of them held one of their daughter's hands. The little girl jumped up and down between her parents. Today is so happy and beautiful...

Many years later, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The authentic works of the mysterious painter known as the "Soul Painter" were almost impossible to find... But even so, the "little girl" Hannah, who even had a daughter at the time, did not This painting that I treasured was sold...

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Under the overpass, Wu Tian was packing up drawing boards, drawing papers, and brushes, and the red dove-like phoenix also used its claws to help. It was very smart to hide when there were many people just now, because judging from its experience along the way, as soon as it shows up, it will definitely be ravaged by many people fighting over it... At first, it thought it was quite fun. , it was so good, but over time it just became annoying.

Suddenly, a person stopped in front of him, and Phoenix subconsciously ran behind Wu Tian to hide. When he found that there seemed to be only one person, he stuck out his little head to take a look.

Wu Tian did not raise his head, nor did he stop what he was doing. Instead, he seemed to be minding his own business and said, "There is a delicious little shop not far away. Let's go sit there for a while..."

After finishing packing, Wu Tian put his things behind him and looked at Tsurumi who looked at him with a haggard expression and bloodshot eyes staring at him, and smiled: "We senior brothers... haven't seen each other for many years, right? "(To be continued.) To find this site, please search "" or enter the URL: