Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

PS: I suddenly found a bug in the previous article. I remembered that in the first part of the animation, Piccolo once mentioned that "people killed by the demons cannot enter the underworld and can only wander in the world"... Those who have been killed before Let’s just assume that the souls that disappeared from the underworld were killed indirectly by the buildings destroyed by the demons and the turmoil caused by the demons.

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"This time the demons accidentally entered the earth from the time and space channel. Fortunately, I happened to come back, otherwise I don't know what would have happened." Wu Tian stretched out his hand and took the package from the hand of the King of the North. Inside was a small wooden box that had been changed. Turning into a white stone Dragon Ball, he shook his head and said, "But I may not always stay on earth, so I have to use the power of the Dragon Ball..."

"But... I have almost killed all the demons in the demon world to extinction." Long Xinchen said from the side.

"Indestructible." Wu Tian looked calm, "The time in the demon world changes strangely, fast and slow. If you kill all the existing demons in it, it will only make the demon world enter the stage of reincarnation early. One day, a new demon species will be born there..."

"That's right!" The King of the North Realm responded from the side. He whispered, "The demons are inexhaustible... because they come from..." As he spoke, his expression changed slightly, as if he was reminiscing about something. , and at the same time, the voice in his mouth became lower and lower, he sighed and shook his head, more like talking to himself.

Wu Tian's expression changed, and he wanted to ask what happened. But the King of the North Realm was vague and unwilling to say more, so Wu Tian had no choice but to give up. Long Xinchen stood silently on the sidelines, but he didn't expect that the demon clan that he wanted to completely exterminate even at the cost of his own life was destined to be revived one day?

Seeing the strange look on his face, Wu Tian could probably guess what the child was thinking, but he was not a good at comforting others with words, so he just remained silent.

After a while, a sparrow-like phoenix fell on Wu Tian's shoulder. He picked up the package and said goodbye to the North Realm King and Long Xinchen: "Then I'll say goodbye now... See you in sixty years."

"Let's go, let's go." The Northern Kaiwang sent him away, but he did not forget to warn him, "Don't neglect your martial arts fist in these years, try your best to explore, so that in sixty years the Great Kaiō You can also benefit more when adults give you guidance.”

Wu Tian just looked calm and nodded in agreement.

In fact, in these years, has he ever slacked off on his own practice? Even with the meditation method and magic skills he learned from the Magic Star, he never slacked off. During the more than four months that he took Long Xinchen to the Asura Cave, he closed his eyes and meditated every day to hone his spiritual power. At the same time, he deduced the Wuxian Fist in his mind based on the power of the pupil technique.

But... to be honest, at his current level, whether he practices hard and hard has little to do with "sweat" and the like. Although equally useful, it is not the only way. In the Spiritual Time Room, in order to break through to the Super Saiyan realm, Sun Wukong did not train his body blindly, but just sat quietly for an unknown amount of time. This was also the reason.

"Immortal, I will practice hard here with Lord Kaiou! The Underworld Martial Arts Association sixty years from now... will definitely impress you." Long Xinchen's eyes were firm and his fighting spirit was high.

The King of the North Realm secretly curled his lips, making the old guy Wu Tian look at him with admiration? I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. With your current skill, even if it is doubled several times or ten times, how much difference will it make in Wu Tian's eyes?

Wu Tian smiled faintly, and the phoenix chirped on his shoulder. Before the bird's voice could be heard, Wu Tian had turned around, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared in front of the North Realm King and Long Xinchen.

"I wonder what other wishes the immortal will make..."

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Back on Earth, Wu Tian appeared in a forest. This is a small forest on a mountain. The strong sunlight in the afternoon casts mottled light and shadow on the tree-lined mountain road. A gust of summer wind blew by, and the sound of the roaring sea drifted into my ears.

Wu Tian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His thoughts drifted back to the scene decades ago when the family of three lived in seclusion on Mount Taidou. He, his wife, and his daughter had experienced countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters on the mountain. They had counted the leaves falling and the flowers blooming, and they had walked through several snowfalls and meltings. When he thought about it carefully, all the events of yesterday appeared before his eyes like water, and the smell of grass, jungle, earth and midsummer was mixed between his nostrils, lingering and refusing to go away.

In the depths of the dense forest not far away, there was a faint chirping of cicadas and a few bird calls. The sound was crisp and ethereal, and seemed to be mixed with the laughter of a little girl, echoing endlessly.

Thumping...

Probably because he was wondering why Wu Tian was standing still, the phoenix flapped its wings and flew up out of boredom. It was petite at this time, like a small red sparrow, flying like fireballs among the leafy old ivy trees, actually enjoying itself and having a great time.

Wu Tian couldn't help but laugh at himself and thought: 'What's going on? Recently, I always seem to think of Fangfang and Xiaowei, and the days in Taidou Mountain? Ha...Wu Tian, ​​​​Wu Tian, ​​I also said that you are really an indifferent and free-spirited person. I didn't expect that you are just an ordinary person after all! ’

Shake your head and don't think too much. My wife and daughter have died long ago. Now I am afraid that even my soul has been thrown into the pool of reincarnation, washed away all the things in my life, melted together with the countless souls in the pool, and finally thrown back into the pool again without distinction. The world becomes another face. What's the use of thinking?

The shallow wrinkles on Wu Tian's face that were transformed by the magic of transformation seemed to be a little deeper, and the thick black hair seemed to be a little lighter. He quickly regained his usual calm and indifferent expression, and stepped forward calmly. As soon as he landed, he was already dozens of feet away, as if he had shrunk into an inch. After only a few breaths, he had disappeared at the end of the tree-lined path in the mountains. The intersecting jungle branches and leaves submerged his fleeting figure, making it difficult to find him again.

The 'fireball' that shuttled between the forest leaves made a curve in the air and chased away...

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Wu Tian came back to the deep mountain where Asura's cave is located. When he came back, he felt it naturally and found that Asura's Qi was not abnormal. After going down the mountain, he came to the deserted village again. Thinking of the last remaining old couple in the village, Wu Tian carried the package in silence for a moment, then turned back and walked into the village from the end of the village.

The phoenix flapped its short wings and caught up in the air. It was not immune to the cold and heat of Wutian, but rather it was a bit 'pampered'. It was flying in the air on such a hot day, and it was not blocked by the dense branches and leaves in the forest... Immortal The bird was so hot that it wanted to pluck its feathers.

He quickly caught up with Wu Tian who was walking on the dry muddy road in the village, and stopped on his shoulder, feeling a little cooler. Phoenix shook his little head and looked around, but all he saw were dilapidated, old thatched and mud houses, which were really boring. After a while, the little bird like a ball of fire had already grabbed the clothes on Wu Tian's shoulders and dozed off.

Wu Tian walked into a courtyard adjacent to the old couple's small courtyard. Naturally, the people here had moved away long ago because of the legend of the 'Gate to the Demon Realm' passed down from generation to generation, leaving only an empty place. A dilapidated courtyard. A few broken baskets were scattered in the dirt courtyard. In the shadow in the corner, there was a broken chicken coop. Only a few broken eggshells were left on the dry and dirty ground...

He pushed open the dilapidated wooden door of the thatched house, and a burst of flying dust was stirred up, which looked like a cloud of flying dust in the slanting afternoon sunlight. The flying catkins danced wildly, but they were not close to his body. Wu Tian walked into the house, and there were not many items left in it. The owner must have taken away everything that could be moved when he left.

After a while, a low and obscure sentence sounded in the dimly lit thatched house.

Wu Tian faced the door and read a book www． uukanshu.net was about to sit down, but in the process, the broken baskets in the courtyard, the broken chicken coop in the corner, and some scrap materials left in the house... all seemed to come alive and flew into the house.

Wu Tian naturally sat down on a light wooden bench that suddenly appeared. When he sat down, a low square wooden table appeared in front of him. He reached out again, grabbed a white porcelain wine bottle on the table, and put it on the table. A small white porcelain cup appeared one after another, and he poured a little into it. He picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

He drank lightly, and soon the bottle of wine was empty. Wu Tian leaned back, and the bench under his seat transformed into a wicker chair. He naturally lay down, grabbed it out of thin air, and a cattail leaf fan appeared in his hand, and he put it to his face. superior.

The phoenix woke up from its drowsiness because of Wu Tian's actions. It flapped its wings like a lunatic and looked around. Finally, it flew down to the small table in front of Wu Tian. It walked to the wine glass where the wine stains were still wet, lowered its head and pecked at it. .

Outside the house, the scorching sun moved to the west, and the small courtyard was empty.

There was no sound of wind, no chirping of cicadas, and no silhouette of people.

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