Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

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Hannah looked at her daughter who was sleeping in the crib every day, and at her pink face, she couldn't help feeling pity and tenderness in her heart.Almost, almost... she lost the child forever.As long as she thinks about the child who has been with her for ten months in her womb, and has almost left her before she has seen the world, Hannah can't help being afraid.

Fortunately, she was saved, and her baby was saved.

Caressing the child's fragile cheeks, Hannah stared at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face... This child is really quiet, she seldom cries, she sleeps by herself when she is tired, and stares at her watery black big face when she is hungry. Eyes, the eyeballs follow you, and there is no noise when there is nothing to do. The clever eyeballs turn around, and giggle from time to time.This child is really a treasure given to her by heaven, Hannah has tears in her eyes.

Thinking of this, Hannah remembered something, and she got out of the crib.This one-bedroom rental house is small, and the bed next to the crib is Hannah and her husband's bed. She rummaged through the bedside cabinet for a while, and finally found what she was looking for.

It was a piece of white paper rolled into a long tube and tied with a ribbon.Hannah stuffed the mess in the bedside table and slammed the door.Walking to the edge of her daughter's crib, Hannah untied the ribbon of the paper and unfolded it with a "wow", and it turned out to be a sketch.

I don’t know what materials are used to make the paper and handwriting of this painting. It’s been 20 years, and Hannah didn’t pay special attention to any protective measures... The paper is completely intact Even the lines on the painting are not blurred at all, just like when the middle-aged wandering painter gave it to her 21 years ago.

Hannah gently rocked the crib with one hand, but stared at the painting in her hand.In the painting, a vivid little girl is holding an ice cream in her hand, hiding beside her parents, looking at herself who is looking at the painting.

Every time Hannah looked at this painting before, she felt as if she had traveled 20 years and returned to the past.

But looking at the painting now, Hannah only felt that the one in the painting was not herself, but her daughter Hathaway a few years later.Will I hold her hand like this, walk on the street, pamper her, blame her, satisfy her, and protect her?Of course it will, it will.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Giggle..." There was a silver bell-like laughter in her ears. Hannah woke up from her sense of loss and looked at her daughter in the crib. The little guy woke up at some point and was grinning. The big black eyes looked towards Hannah.

"Oh, Hathaway, my baby, are you awake?" Hannah smiled, leaned over to kiss the little girl's cheek, she said softly, "Are you hungry?" Usually little girls don't blink When he blinked at her, it was because he was hungry.

Hannah closed the painting in her hand, went to untie her blouse, and was about to lift up her loose underwear, when she suddenly noticed that the little girl in the crib had stopped laughing, yelling "babbling, babbling", stretched out Two small pink hands waved towards her, as if trying to grab something.

"What do you want, baby?" Hannah leaned over wondering, the little girl patted her face with both hands, as if she was still reaching to the side, but her little arms were too short to reach.

The little girl kept yelling "Yi Ya Yi Ya" and patted her hands on Hannah's body, her eyes were fixed on one of Hannah's hands.Only then did Hannah realize what her daughter wanted. She unfolded the painting in her hand again in surprise, and asked softly, "Oh, Hathaway, do you want this?"

Strangely, I didn't expect that once the painting was unfolded, the little girl in the crib stopped fussing immediately, and looked at the painting in her mother's hand without blinking her two bright eyes, as if she had seen something interesting. Like a toy, Hannah was very surprised when she looked at it for a while and would "giggle" for a while.

Later, Hannah framed and hung the painting on the wall opposite the crib. The little girl could see the painting on the wall every day when she woke up and opened her eyes. It can make her lie obediently all afternoon, and Hannah and his wife are secretly amazed. They heard that other people's children are difficult to take care of, but they didn't expect their own children to be so easy to fool...

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Since that night, Wu Tian felt that he had undergone some kind of transformation.

Specifically, it is probably the transformation from a 'short-lived species' to a 'long-lived species'.He has truly integrated into the identity of the longevity martial artist "Wu Tian" in the third life. He is no longer the ordinary person in the first life, and he is no longer the pervert in the second life—ask yourself, Wu Tian is really not I think that a person who kills his best friend (even if it was designed by his own brother) with his own hands is not distorted.

After 110 years in the Dragon Ball world, Wutian finally burned everything in the past, and finally merged into one furnace, leaving the purest things behind.The days he lived with his wife Wu Fangfang and daughter Wu Xiaowei, although there were shortcomings and sadness, were also part of his long life.And his long life has only just begun.

Wu Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the big bed, slowly opened his eyes.

For one night, his consciousness seemed to be connected to another space.It was a white space, as if it was a spiritual ocean that transcended dimensions, time, and reality and fantasy. , a majestic mage with blurred brows and eyes.They uttered proverbs, spoke difficult incantations, intertwined their fingers and made strange gestures, and used their fingers as pens to draw mysterious magic lines in the void...

Wu Tian's spiritual consciousness follows the trajectory of these 'Tao', meditating in meditation.

During the more than 20 years of wandering in the world, his spiritual training has not stopped day by day.Compared with the self who first came to the Dragon Ball world, compared with the self who used the kaleidoscope pupil technique, his eyes were sore and bleeding, and his spiritual strength was already as different as a giant in the sky and an ant in the sand.

Just relying on the telekinetic ability condensed by this vast ocean of spiritual power, he could easily kill himself back then.

After sitting quietly for a few breaths, Wu Tian floated to the ground and walked out of this simple but very spacious bedroom.This is a private villa he bought on the outskirts of the western capital with his manuscript fees over the years. It is surrounded by wealthy people from all walks of life in the western capital. Usually, there are no people at all, but it is quiet.

Because of the original Dragon Ball, among the five major cities in the world, Wu Tian prefers the city of Xidu.So stay here temporarily.

After leaving the room, a huge fiery red bird spread its wings and landed on the wide lawn in front of the villa.

Wu Tian smelled the alcohol smell on Phoenix from a long distance away, shook his head and cursed: "You bastard, where did you steal the wine again?"

Immediately, the phoenix raised its claws and froze, its head drooping.

"Forget it... I'm going out today, you take a good look at the house." Wu Tian didn't get angry with this beast, and it seemed that he brought out his alcoholism when he said it.

After thinking for a while, Wu Tian took out an orange bead from his body.It was the last white stone left that year, the dragon ball that regained its divine power after the one-year period.

Four red five-pointed stars are floating in the center of the bead, which is obviously a four-pointed star.

I don't know if there is some kind of fate, the last dragon ball that Wu Tian kept by his side turned out to be the first dragon ball he found in that monkey's hand that year, and it was also the first dragon ball he found in this world.

Throwing the dragon ball towards the phoenix, Wu Tian chanted a spell, and as the dragon ball flew over, it also turned into a string to string it up, and finally hung it around the phoenix's neck.

"This is also good. If you lose it, you don't want to drink anymore."

After speaking, Wu Tian soared into the sky.

Today is the opening day of the [-]th "Soul Painting Exhibition". Under the kind invitation of the short man, Wu Tian finally agreed to attend.This person has also contributed a lot to the publication of "Uchiha's Sinner" and other related matters.Wu Tian thought about it, he used all kinds of hints, hypnosis and other things to greet him, but in the end he didn't refuse his invitation.

The phoenix blinked its big eyes on the lawn and watched Wu Tian go far into the sky. It could feel a certain wave band emitted by the thing on its neck.With its spiritual wisdom, looking at the appearance of the dragon ball, it has long been remembered that Wu Tian had collected seven of these things several times.

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Hannah was attracted by the overwhelming publicity of the 'Fifth Soul Painting Exhibition'. She likes music, otherwise she would not have disregarded her family's opposition and married a poor ghost who had nothing but only played the piano and composed music.

What drove her here was the advertisement for this art exhibition.

[The true appearance of the soul painter is exposed for the first time!Mountains and rivers, the sky and the earth, take your soul and walk into each world! ...]

Looking at the promotional words and the picture of the painting on the poster, Hannah suddenly remembered the painting hanging on the wall at home.So she came anyway, and brought her infant daughter with her.

Her husband didn't want to come, but since his wife insisted on coming, he reluctantly followed.

Crowded in the sea of ​​people in the huge exhibition hall, Hannah carefully guarded the infant daughter in her arms, while Hathaway was sleeping sweetly.Unwilling to compete with others, and afraid of bumping into the child, Hannah and her husband had to retreat to the back of the crowd, and could only vaguely see a little bit of people on the front stage.Listening to the sound from the speakers on the surrounding walls, it seemed to be the voice of a middle-aged man with a very magnetic voice.

"It seems that it's really him..." Hannah hugged her daughter and walked to a wall where hung a picture of a village in the rain.She held the baby in one hand, and pressed the other hand on the glass cover, as if she had come to a small town in the countryside in the drizzle.

"What?" Hannah's husband asked casually, wiping his sweaty brow.He was looking at the surging crowd over there, and he was very puzzled. He was just a painter, so why are there so many people chasing after him?It's not a superstar singer, cut.

"Nothing." Hannah shook her head.

She is now extremely convinced that this so-called 'soul painter' must be the middle-aged man who gave her the painting back then.

Hathaway woke up at some point, her eyes wide open in Hannah's arms, and she was also staring at the painting her mother was looking at.With a small grin, he chuckled softly.

"Did you recognize him too, Hathaway?" Hannah lowered her head, looked at the pink and jade-carved little girl, couldn't help but kissed him again, and whispered with a smile, "What a smart little girl, I baby..."

After a while, the 'soul painter' who seemed to be speaking left, and the crowd began to disperse, each went to enjoy the paintings on display.Wu Tian bid farewell to the short man who was thankful again and again. Twenty years have passed, and now this man has aged a lot.

After recovering his face, Wu Tian was dressed in casual clothes. Instead of leaving from the back passage, he turned around a few times and returned to the exhibition hall. Like an ordinary visitor, he walked around with a smile and left through the exit.

At the exit, they met a family of three.

Wu Tian recognized that this was the pregnant woman and her husband he rescued a year ago, as well as the child in her arms, which must have been the baby born at that time.When passing by, Wu Tian couldn't help looking at them twice.

Hannah also looked at this strange... well, for some reason, she just felt that this young man was a little strange.Hannah's husband fanned the wind with his hat in his hand. It was a bit hot, and the exhibition hall was crowded to see a bunch of misty paintings?Can't understand those people.

"Yeah!..." The little girl in Hannah's arms cried out suddenly, she stared at Wu Tian here, stretched out her two little hands, and grinned.It made Hannah think that the little girl had seen those paintings again, and usually only when she saw that kind of painting, the little girl would show such a happy look and laugh.

Wu Tian smiled slightly, walked over, leaned in front of the little girl in swaddling clothes, and asked softly: "What's wrong, little girl?"

"Hehehe..." The little girl carved in pink and jade grinned, her big black eyes looked at the young face in front of her, and she waved her palms.

"Little brother, Hathaway seems to like you very much." Hannah said this sincerely.Although strangers are not often seen, Hathaway is indeed not as 'self-acquainted' as she is now. To strangers, the little girl usually behaves like ignoring them, or sleeping on her own.

"Hehe...Maybe we are destined." Wu Tian smiled, implying something.This little girl was delivered by him himself, although... the method was a bit simple and rude.

"Hehe." Hannah's husband at the side was not happy, and he glanced at Wu Tian with a 'killing intent' in his eyes, and smiled, "Put your claws away, you brat!" ’, he growled inwardly.

Before leaving, Wu Tian gave the little girl a milk candy. He said it was sugar, but in fact it was milk powder compressed into sugar.Touching her soft, lavender, fluffy short hair made Hannah's husband's eyelids twitch again, Wu Tian said goodbye to the family and left.After blending into the crowds of people coming and going on the street, as soon as he turned around, the figure disappeared.

Hannah withdrew her eyes from watching the man go away, and looked down at her daughter, who was already soundly asleep, and the little girl smiled happily even if she fell asleep.

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In the evening, on the outskirts of Xidu, a villa suddenly rose from the ground and floated into the sky.

"hold head high--"

With four planets hanging around its neck, the phoenix rushed into the dark sky with a cheer.

There is no moon tonight, the sky is full of clouds and fog, and the starry night is a little dim.

The huge shadow was beside the flying shadow of the phoenix, walking with it in the sky.

Looking at the outline of the shadow, it is the private villa where Wu Tian lives.Next to this flying house, there is a figure with fluttering clothes.The black sky was moonless and cloudy, and the stars were dim, but the man seemed to be walking on the moon, like a fairy, riding the wind away.

In the Western Capital, which is like a city that never sleeps, Tsurumi, with a disheveled beard, set up a stall by the side of the street, and was actually writing with a brush.

Really good writing, the white paper is full of flamboyant black characters.The strokes of these characters are powerful, and they are like silver hooks and iron strokes, with sharp edges looming.A passer-by admired it very much and wanted to buy it, but Tsurumi waved him away impatiently. He frowned at the written words and was very dissatisfied.Someone passed by and saw him in shabby clothes, and was about to take out the money and throw it away, but Tsurumi threw a stool away.

"Ok?"

The brush in Tsurumi's hand froze, black ink flowed down from the end of the brush, and blurred into a black ball on the white paper.He raised his head abruptly, squinted his eyes, and vaguely saw a cloud of shadows flying quickly above the starry night sky.It seems to be fleeting and fleeting.

But... He was determined not to admit that he was mistaken for that aura, but he never thought that old Wu Tian was also here.

His face changed for a while, Tsurumi snorted heavily, he lowered his head again, frowned, and tore the half-written and ruined words to pieces.He let out a long mouthful of turbid air in his chest, concentrating for a moment, then pulled out a new piece of paper with a "swish", his eyes were piercing, he picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, penetrating the back of the paper, and wrote two large characters:

[crane fairy]

These two characters are simple and vigorous, as if they are two black cranes dancing together, chanting with each other, Hao Hao seems to rely on the wind to control the wind, fluttering and independent, almost flying out of the paper.

"Clap."

Tsurumi threw the pen away, ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, and walked away, disappearing in the crowd in an instant.

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Wu Tian used tide-like telekinetic power to support the villa that was directly pulled out from the residence, took the phoenix with him, and flew at high speed under the black night sky, soon far away from the city, flew out of the mainland, and came to the vast sea.

Huh, the cold wind howls high in the sky.

In the distance, on the black and rolling sea, the outline of a deserted island has loomed.

Wu Tian smiled slightly. This island was exactly the place where he threw the spherical aircraft brought back from the universe and the egg that sealed the second generation of Piccolo more than 20 years ago.At that time, he had already planned to live in seclusion here, and now he has been going around for a while, and after more than [-] years, he finally returned here.

Under the dim starlight, a big bird spread its wings and flew, together with the person holding the huge house, it slowly landed on the deserted island.

Many years later, this island is called "Martial Immortal Island" by the people on earth, and it is the sacred place of martial arts that everyone yearns for.

(End of Volume Four)

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