Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

"Hey, Clint, go chop wood!"

"Do you want to be lazy in today's 'practice'?"

"Senior brother's ruler, I won't be polite to you!"

"Hahaha……"

In the laughter of a group of tall monks, short monks, fat monks, thin monks, big monks, and young monks, Klin, who is not tall and bald, picked up his back basket without saying a word, and took the woodcutter with him. Hatchet rolled up the sleeves of the monk's robe, tightened his leggings, and walked out of the gate of the monastery.

After getting away from the sound of chanting and ridicule behind him, Kelin only felt a long sigh of relief in his heart.The smell of sandalwood is going away, and the pressure in my heart has also reduced a lot.Often bullied by the so-called brothers, how could Kelin be interested in Buddhism?Have feelings for Duolin Temple?

"Oh, it's a pity that the temple doesn't allow you to take part in the assessment of the Wushu Association...I don't have the money to buy the equipment from the Virtual Earth Network Company."

Carrying a firewood-cutting basket on his back, Kelin looked at the cloudless blue sky above his head and sighed deeply.He is young, but already very melancholy.At this time, he couldn't help but think of the little fat swordsman he met by chance not long ago in the small wine house down the mountain. He was obviously not much different from him in age, but he was able to make the arrogant and domineering senior brothers jealous and dare to fight. I dare not speak out in anger, let alone take a lesson.

How great would it be if I could also have such skills?

Thinking of this, Kelin sighed again.The little novice monk of Duolin Temple, when he was young, could only meditate along with chanting scriptures and do some chores like chopping firewood and carrying water, and had no access to the real martial arts inheritance at all.And Kelin is currently at such a stage.

He is very envious of those people with great martial arts. Aren't his senior brothers bullying him because of these things?

In addition to the little fat swordsman, a little boy with a tail appeared in front of him.The game I saw on TV at the time really shocked Kling.Not only Sun Wukong's extraordinary skill at a young age, but also the other party's identity background, the successor of one of the best super master Sun Wufan in the world, the disciple of the mythical figure Wuxianren, how enviable is this?

Kelin walked to the mountain outside the temple as usual, preparing to do his daily homework and go into the mountain to cut firewood.

He is a little novice who doesn't have much time, so it is impossible for him to go to the deep mountain to chop firewood, so he didn't go very far, and when he reached the place where he usually chops firewood, he put down his back basket, took out the hatchet, and went to the forest. He took a sip on the knife, and was about to pick some small trees to chop and chop, and then pick up some dead branches to go back to work.

Suddenly, he sniffed (although he didn't)...

"What's the smell? So fragrant?" Klin put down the hatchet in his hand in surprise. Although he was born special and has no nose, he still has a little sense of smell, but he can completely seal it if he wants.At this time, he actually smelled a wafting fragrance in the air, so rich that it couldn't be dispersed.

It is a barbecue fragrance!

Kelin had seen those bastard brothers in the temple secretly eat barbecue, so he always remembered the mouth-watering aroma.

There are few people in this mountain forest, how can there be a smell of barbecue?

Could it be that senior brother is secretly hunting and roasting to eat?

Curious in his heart, Kelin took a hatchet and followed the faint fragrance wafting from his nostrils, and searched for it step by step in the mountains and forests.After walking for a long time on the mountain road, Kelin came to the back of a small slope. He climbed up on hands and feet, looked to the other side, and suddenly opened his mouth wide in shock.

What did he see? !

A bird... eating a... roast wolf?

Kelin felt that his world view had been subverted. Birds eat wolves?Are you dreaming?How in the world does this happen?He was so surprised that the hatchet in his hand suddenly fell to the hillside. He was startled. A bird that can eat wolves... If it finds itself, will it even eat itself?

The more he thought about it, the more likely he felt it was possible, and the more afraid he became. Klin wobbled his legs, but the big red bird eating roast wolf meat didn't look at him at all.

Didn't find yourself here?

Klin breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately despised the wolf-eating big red bird. He didn't even notice his own movement. How did this bird eat wolf meat?Just as he was thinking about it, Klin unexpectedly noticed that the red bird opposite, which was eating roast wolf meat and filling its beak with fat, actually glanced at him.

What kind of look is it?

despise? !

A bird that despises me? !

The phoenix ate the wolf meat it caught casually, and it was very upset that it didn't find the purple bear Jarvis mentioned. It was not happy, but it was even more unhappy when it found a small human with a bald head secretly observing itself.

"You can ask him if he has heard of the sight of the purple bear." Jarvis's voice sounded from the silver-white necklace hanging around the phoenix's neck.

The phoenix is ​​not low in spirituality, nonsense, it is impossible for a bird that takes Jarvis all over the world to drink and eat meat every day to have a low IQ... It can also understand human speech, so after Jarvis made a suggestion, it turned around in a blink of an eye Zhu Zhu, with one wing, slapped the barbecue grill next to him away, flapped his wings, turned into a ball of red flames, and flew in front of the little bald head behind the small slope over there in the blink of an eye.

"You, you... I didn't mean to peek at you!"

Kelin said tremblingly, looking at the red strange bird fluttering its wings in the air in front of him, he was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed and bowed, for fear that the bird master would eat himself if he got upset.Noticing the hatchet in his hand, Kelin threw it away again in fright. When he looked up, the phoenix was just floating and looking at him without saying a word...how can a bird talk!

Crying incessantly in his heart, Kelin only hated himself for running over curiously, it's over now... I haven't seen the colorful world outside, am I going to become a bird's lunch like this?How sad!

"Little master, do you know where the 'Purple Bear' appears in this mountain range?"

When Kelin heard the voice, he trembled in fright. He looked around, was there anyone?Looking at the phoenix again, I thought this bird was a monster and could speak human language!But after Jarvis repeated it again, he realized that it was the necklace hanging around the neck of this big red bird that was "speaking".

The phoenix called "ang" and "ang" a few times, looking down at Klin, as if urging him to answer Jarvis's words.

"Ah... ah? Purple bear? I seem to have heard it from the brothers..." Kelin replied in a nasty voice. As soon as he finished speaking, a radiance immediately popped out from the necklace around the phoenix's neck, projecting a The three-dimensional phantom map of this mountain range, Jarvis asked Kelin, where the purple bear is probably active.

The phoenix fluttered its wings and chirped in a low voice, staring at the map projected by Klin and Jarvis.

At this moment, Jarvis probably scanned Kling's detailed appearance while projecting the external map, so, inside the necklace hanging on the Phoenix's neck, Jarvis processed the information by himself: bald head, no hair, no nose, Preliminary judgment of age, about six or seven years old, name temporarily unknown...Basically consistent with the list of characters in the database.

"The purple bear seems to be... is..." Kelin looked at the holographic map of the Duolin Mountains, recalling what his brothers had talked about.

The phoenix flapped its wings excitedly, imagining the taste of the purple bear, and the projected necklace on its neck flickered, and Jarvis' voice came from it: "Excuse me, little master, what's your name?"

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