Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

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There was a small village nearby where Wu Tian brought Long Xinchen. Relying on the mountains and eating the mountains, this seems to be a farm that makes a living by hunting and raising livestock.

Even two hundred years later on the Earth in the Dragon Ball world, when technology has developed to the point where it can achieve the "space folding" technology of the universal capsule, there are still people living a life just like ours on Earth in the last century. Either the technology tree is too crooked, or... the gap between rich and poor is extremely serious.

This farm is like this, it looks very backward and poor. That's all. What's even more strange is...

"Why is there no one here?" Long Xinchen walked into the village strangely. The rows of thatched houses and mud-tile houses were all empty, as if they had been looted by bandits. But although it was empty, it was not chaotic. The objects that had not been "taken away" were all intact...Wu Tian walked behind Long Xinchen, looking around at the empty and desolate village. The pocket-sized phoenix was lying sleepily beside him. Feathers were combed on the shoulders.

In a small courtyard at the end of the village, they found an old couple.

"Old sir, where are the people in the village?" The small courtyard has a half-person-high earth wall, but no formal gate. Long Xinchen looked back at Wu Tian hesitantly and walked into the courtyard and asked.

He had outstanding talents to begin with, otherwise he would not have been able to reach nearly 100 Kung Fu by relying only on family kung fu. Now, after more than a few months of Wu Tian's personal guidance, his Kung Fu has improved greatly. What's more important is that Wu Tian taught him many methods about the use and practice of qigong. On the journey of martial arts, Long Xinchen could be said to be a completely different person than he was a few months ago.

In Wu Tian's eyes, this kid's skill was close to 180.

But his attitude towards dealing with others has not changed. The person sitting on a worn-out wicker chair in the yard was just a frail old man with white hair, enjoying the dim sunset. After he took a few steps closer, he asked in a gentle tone.

The old man's ears were not very good, so Long Xinchen patiently raised his voice and asked several times before he learned that... it turned out that all the people in this village had moved out a few months ago.

Wu Tian was thoughtful behind him, and glanced at a place in the deep mountains behind the village, thinking that this was just human nature.

"Alas!" A white-haired old woman walked out of the thatched house and said something with a sigh or a sigh. With difficulty, Long Xinchen heard something like "Demon Realm", "Ashura", " The words "gate" and "mountain".

How long has it been since the disaster of the demons passed? Even Long Xinchen, who was determined to enter the demon world and kill all the monsters and monsters, couldn't help but feel awe-struck when he suddenly heard all kinds of words from ordinary old people.

He probably knows... why everyone else here has moved away.

I finally know...why Wu Xianren brought him here.

The old woman's chicken-skin-like hands held a small bowl with several cracks in it. In the bowl was a few gray and sticky lumps of unknown stuff, and she handed it to Long Xinchen.

Long Xinchen looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the broken bowl. Wu Tian came up from behind him, casually took a gray ball from the bowl, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. His expression was very gentle, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just sighed softly: "The two old people are alone... I'm afraid life will be difficult."

The white-haired old man sitting on the shabby wicker chair slapped his thigh and yelled something hoarse, his voice unclear and unclear. It probably meant "I won't leave home until I die." Long Xinchen listened silently, and grabbed a gray paste ball from the bowl in his hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it... The taste of this thing was really unpleasant, a bit bitter, while he chewed it, he whispered: " Yes, who wants to leave home..."

But his family was long gone, not before the demons came. He originally thought that his life would end like this alone. Although he knew some fists and kicks, he would not be of much use in the modern society where technology has developed, unless he was willing to become a black boxer and someone he despised. people.

His life will probably be mediocre and accomplish nothing... When he dies, no one will remember him soon, and there will be nothing to prove that he ever existed.

But... this time the demon disaster made him suddenly understand that he still had a chance to be of some use. He witnessed with his own eyes the miraculous methods used by Wuxianren and his elders. The sky-covering hand he saw falling from the sky... was a scene he would never forget in his life.

He made up his mind, even if it meant sacrificing his own life, he would do something for this heavenly being, for him, his parents, the people he knew or didn't know, and their ancestors who had lived, lived, and would continue to do so for generations. Live on the land and do something.

Wu Tian took the broken bowl in Long Xinchen's hand, took the last gray ball, and returned the bowl to the old woman. Long Xinchen, who had a slightly pensive look on his face, said goodbye to the two old people, and the two of them walked towards the mountains behind the village, which was the goal of their trip.

Two old people looked at each other in the yard. Are these two strangers going to the mountains?

The old woman chased them out of the yard, but the two people could no longer be seen. She stood stunned for a moment, and then the white-haired old woman returned with a sigh.

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On the mountain road.

The pocket-sized phoenix pecked a few mouthfuls of the gray meatballs handed over by Wu Tian on Wu Tian's shoulder. He screamed strangely and seemed to be stimulated. He kept waving his short wings like crazy... Wu Tian smiled. , and threw the gray balls that were pecked messily by the bird's beak into his mouth.

Long Xinchen also smiled when he saw this scene. Coming out of his deep thoughts, he realized that the taste of this thing was not good. After a pause, he asked Wu Tian next to him: "Immortal... is there a gate to the devil's world on this mountain?" Wu Tian never let him call him master, so he always called him "immortal".

"That's right." Wu Tian said calmly.

Long Xinchen didn't take it seriously. After spending a few months together, he had a little idea of ​​the Wu Immortal's temper... that is, he had "no temper at all." It's hard for you to know what his true emotions are, and it's even harder to know what this unfathomable grand master is thinking under his extremely calm face.

He already knew the identity of Wu Xian when he was in Wu Xian style. This Wu Xian was the legendary disciple of the Wu Tai Dou Grandmaster who defeated the Big Demon King Piccolo more than a hundred years ago. If you calculate it carefully, he should be at least one hundred and thirty years old. But judging from Wu Xianren's appearance, he must be around thirty to forty years old at most... He really has become a god.

Long Xinchen followed Wu Tian through sections of mountain roads and passed over patches of jagged and strange rocks. Although he had learned the art of Wu Kong,... all the Wu Immortals were walking, so of course he had no choice but to follow them obediently, just like he had been for the past few months.

The environment is becoming more and more desolate, and trees and weeds are becoming increasingly rare.

Finally, the two of them and one bird came to the bottom of a cliff. Long Xinchen held his breath and looked at a cave with a closed door under the cliff. He knew that... he had arrived at the place he had always wanted to find. Long Xinchen took the lead and walked over and pushed the rather Western-style door. However, his face turned red and the veins on his arms bulged. No matter how hard he tried, the two doors were still closed. It was tightly closed and not moved at all.

Long Xinchen let go of his hand and gasped, turned around and asked: "Immortal, did those demons come out of here..." He pushed the door, as if a cricket was shaking a tree, and he felt powerless, and he felt more and more like he was different from those damned people. The gap between demons.

Wu Tian stepped past Long Xinchen and walked to the motionless door. He stretched out a hand as if pushing open a lightly closed courtyard door of his own house. He touched the door with his finger and it was five meters higher. The heavy door opened naturally.

Wu Tian walked directly into the qù.

Seeing the dark scene behind the door, Long Xinchen rubbed his slightly sore arms, smiled, and followed Wu Tian into the darkness inside the door. After they entered, the door behind them slammed shut again.

Puff puff puff...

On the walls of the cave's corridor, lights from two factions lit up silently. Long Xinchen was startled, shook his head and looked around. The pocket-sized phoenix chirped on Wu Tian's shoulder, its wings pointed at Long Xinchen, seeming to laugh at his fuss.

Long Xinchen scratched his head in shock, and suddenly saw, in the gloom at the end of the lights ahead, two three shadows, one large and one small, "drifting" from far to near. Only when he got closer could he see clearly, one on the left and one on the right. There is a beautiful girl and a tall and muscular weirdo, and in the middle is a handsome man with a rather elegant temperament.

"Immortal, are they... demons?" Long Xinchen walked to Wu Tian's side and asked in a low voice. He squinted and looked at the three people opposite him without blinking, especially the elegant man in the middle. , which made him feel a little pressure.

"You little human being, don't be so hostile." Asura spoke with a clear voice. He was talking to Long Xinchen, but his eyes began to fall on Wu Tian.

"Asura, I haven't seen you for many years." Wu Tian said slowly.

"Are you...?" Asura didn't recognize Wu Tian for a while. First of all, Wu Tian who came here was a young man in his twenties, but now the person in front of him was a middle-aged man with a height of There have also been changes; secondly, Wu Tian's entire temperament and aura characteristics have also undergone earth-shaking changes from those days.

A bit of scarlet enveloped Asura's spiritual world. He was startled and found that there seemed to be an invisible force wrapped around his spirit, waiting for an opportunity to move. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, remembering something: "It's you! It's you!"

Wu Tian put away his Mangekyou Sharingan.

The guards Gora and Meira on both sides of Asura looked at each other. They could no longer remember the "blind human" who escaped from the demon world.

"I didn't expect that so many years have passed... not only are you not dead, but your skills have reached such an unfathomable level." Asura looked at Wu Tian intently. Just now, Wu Tian had used it on him. With the mental power similar to hypnosis, he actually felt an intuition that he couldn't resist. You know, when Wu Tian used the kaleidoscope to use the suggestion technique, Asura had already noticed it, but he was just too lazy to argue with him.

"Wuxianren's methods... are not something that a demon like you can predict." Long Xinchen curled his lips and looked at Asura with a somewhat unkind look. He felt...this demon was much weaker than any of the ones that had invaded the human world before, yet he was still talking nonsense in front of the Martial Immortal?

Asura was surprised: "Martial Immortal?" He looked at Wu Tian, ​​shook his head and sighed, having nothing to say, and asked: "You came to me this time...don't you want to eliminate demons and protect the Tao?"

His expression was a little subtle.

Anyway, if a fight starts, he thinks that he can't beat this human being now. Wu Tian had sparred with Asura when he left here. At that time, he was almost on the same level as Asura. That was even when his eyes were almost completely blind... but he could be considered as helping this person back then. A handful, he wouldn't be so "ungrateful", would he?

"Although you can be considered half a demon, for so many years..." Wu Tian closed his eyes and said slowly, referring to the years when he was still on Earth, "You think I didn't pay attention to the situation on your side. Really? Even if you have restraint on your subordinates, you haven’t done much trouble. Otherwise, I would have killed you eighty years ago. How could I have kept you here until now?"

After hearing these provocative words, Gora and Meira beside Asura almost rolled up their sleeves and started to fight, but Asura stopped them. Asura was not surprised. He had no interest in going to the human world to cause trouble. He asked calmly: "So...the purpose of your trip is..." He glanced at Wu Tian, ​​who also looked suspicious next to him. Long Xinchen.

"You didn't notice that the two guys there brought hundreds of demons to the human world before, right?" Wu Tian opened his eyes and pointed to the depths of the cave.

"Of course, I have been wondering these days, why all their auras have disappeared... It seems that you destroyed them?" Asura shook his head and said, speaking of Wu Tian killing those demons, his tone It’s also just full of peace. Although he is a demon, he is at odds with the demons in the demon world.

"It's not enough for them to die, the rest inside will also die." Wu Tian stretched out his hand and pulled Long Xinchen over, patted his shoulder, and said lightly, "This little guy... is determined to do... This matter. So I want to ask you to open the door and send him in. "

Asura floated and moved, and looked at Long Xinchen intently, who stared at him stubbornly and resolutely.

"Are you crazy? Although this little guy is good...but if he wants to enter the demon world, such a little power is not enough, right?" Asura shook his head and said, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net with doubtful eyes, "You were stronger than him back then, right?" Not much (Wu Tian, ​​who was sparring with him at the time, did not use Wu Xian Fist), it is already amazing that you can come out of the demon world alive... If you want to send this little guy to prison, don't you want him to die?"

"What's so scary about death?" Long Xinchen said this, but there was doubt in his eyes. He was not stupid. He had seen with his own eyes how powerful the demons that invaded the human world were. Of course he understood that with his current skills ...It’s still far from enough to achieve the goal, right?

Wu Tian didn't say anything more, he just put his hand on Long Xinchen's head. His lips moved, and difficult and incomprehensible notes sounded from his throat, flowing out to form a string of spells that no one could understand, and then , Long Xinchen felt a mighty and unstoppable force rushing down from his head.

This power is huge but invisible. It was like a gentle hand, penetrating from the top of his head, but penetrating deep into his heart, touching a certain point in his body, brushing away all kinds of dust, and pushing open a door that had been buried for a long time... Behind the door, Long Xinchen saw a light, a light that was so dazzling that he couldn't take his eyes away.

An endless stream of power rushed towards him from the light behind this door. (To be continued.)

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