ps: I have to stay up late again...... See Chapter 2 tomorrow morning. Volumes 3 and 4 should be kept to about twenty chapters as much as possible.

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Time passed, time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, a full thirty-four years passed.

It's already the year 517 of Aegy.

On this day, a light rain suddenly fell in the city of Sayuan, which began to fall from the dawn of the day, and it has not stopped until it is almost noon.

On the second floor of a tavern, a table near the window has a few plates of side dishes and a pot of ordinary drinks. A yellow-orange-orange four-star bead was placed on the table, and three colorful birds used the bead as a toy, vying to peck at each other.

"What a beautiful bird!" the little girl sitting next to her kept looking at the table, and her eyes were full of curiosity and love when she looked at the three birds, and she couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

However, the three birds were fighting for the beads on the table, and they ignored the pointing and pointing of the people around them.

A rough hand picked up the wine glass on the table, brought it to his lips, and with a tilt of his head, poured the spicy wine down his throat.

The man who drank looked to be a middle-aged man in his forties, his long thick black hair was scattered back, and he had a casual and carefree temperament; perhaps due to proper maintenance, there were only a few faint and superficial wrinkles on his face, which made people dare not identify his real age when compared with his mature temperament; he had a beard, stiff and thick, although not long, but he did not deliberately shave it all short, and it seemed that only when it was long enough to get in the way, it would be cut off......

The middle-aged man was dressed in a light gray cloth robe, the clothes were very loose, some parts such as the sleeves, the upper and lower rows of buttons, and the hems of trousers had been washed white, and from a distance, he looked like an old man in Sayuan City who came out to exercise in the morning - over the years, because of the influence of the local more and more powerful and famous martial arts streams, the old and young people in Sayuan City were keen to exercise, not seeking high-level martial arts, but at least being able to strengthen their bodies.

He drank silently as he looked out the window at the drizzle, his expression calm and silent. There is no emotion in his eyes full of vicissitudes, but it makes people feel in a trance that these plain eyes seem to contain great affection.

His eyes have been out of the window, but no one can stay in his eyes when people come and go outside the window, and the focus of his gaze does not know where it falls, more like he is just in a daze, and after a while, he feels that his eyes seem to be the same as the summer rain outside the window, drifting and drifting, until he drifts to the distant mountain, and drifts into an unknown time.

Probably noticed that the three birds on the table caused others to look sideways, the middle-aged man retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand and waved on the side of the three birds, and his fingers "aggressively" tapped the table twice, he spoke, and his voice was low with a little magnetism: "Go out and play by yourself for a while!"

It was really strange and strange that these three birds could understand his words, and after he finished speaking, the three little birds turned their heads from side to side, chirped softly, jumped over on the table and pecked the back of the middle-aged man's rough hand or fingers, as if to remind him not to forget to ask them to go with him later, and then flew out of the window one after another.

"Fly away!" whispered the little girl next to her, regretfully.

The middle-aged man showed a hint of a smile, he reached out and put the four planets on the table into his jacket pocket, took a banknote from his arms and put it on the table, and finally grabbed an oil-paper umbrella next to the table and went downstairs.

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In the first two years of these thirty-four years, Wu Tian had more than once brought his only four-planet dragon balls to his divination sister, hoping to obtain the positions of the other six dragon balls by relying on her divination skills. But...... Maybe it's providence, or maybe it's fate that hasn't arrived, Wu Tian has not been able to find the whereabouts of the divination, and she seems to have evaporated from the world, completely disappearing.

Probably really the "world" has evaporated - as a sorceress who can pass through the two worlds of yin and yang in the original book, divination cannot stay in the yang world all the time, and she will also need to go to the yellow spring of the underworld, or practice, or manage contacts and other things.

After figuring it out, Wu Tian put the Dragon Ball matter aside for the time being.

Don't force what you can't do, at least ...... It's not yet the point where you have to force it.

For the next twenty years, Wu Tian has been quietly in the search for his own martial arts. He recalled and realized Wu Taidou's teachings when he was alive over and over again, and even more than once, as those novelists said, he often went to the deep mountains and old forests to practice, comprehend nature, and refine his soul.

The harvest is obvious and enormous. He once thought that he would not be able to make an inch of progress again, and the qigong in his body seemed to have a soul, becoming a part of himself, not just pure energy.

At the same time, Wu Tian noticed that the improvement of the martial arts realm also had a certain feedback and promotion for spiritual cultivation.

Because of the excessive use of the Kaleidoscope Pupil Technique in the past, the high-intensity load of mental power again and again made Wu Tian have a headache. For this reason, Wu Tian greatly reduced the use of the writing wheel eye, and gradually explored his spiritual cultivation by himself. This kind of practice is not uncommon in the Dragon Ball world, and the most typical is the spiritual battle method between Clint and Son Gohan on the spaceship in the original work.

In fact, similar spiritual cultivation, even on the earth in Wu Tian's previous life, was real.

When a person's cultivation in the physical body reaches a certain extreme, he naturally pursues spiritual detachment.

Wu Tian finally explored a relatively superficial method similar to meditation. He completely emptied his mind, did not think about anything, did not think, stopped all subjective mental activities, as if his consciousness was wandering in a void where nothing existed, and everything in the world left him.

Often, after such a "meditation" once, the headache can be alleviated.

What prompted Wu Tian to have to explore spiritual cultivation was also Wuxian Fist. After deducing the Martial Immortal Fist to the tenth fist, that is, the tenfold Martial Immortal Fist, Wu Tian discovered the first limitation of the Martial Immortal Fist.

After reaching the level of ten times the Martial Immortal Fist, if you want to use it in battle, it will be more difficult to rely on the normal level of spiritual power alone.

It's easy to understand.

When using the Martial Immortal Fist, the user needs to concentrate a certain degree of attention on the qi in the body, so that he can exert several times the explosive power in battle. But a person's mental "concentration" is limited after all. Tenfold Martial Immortal Fist...... It's so powerful that the user can't even take care of the fight.

If the Martial Immortal Fist is a book from shallow to deep, then ten times ago, fighting with the Martial Immortal Fist was like holding a popular book in your hand, talking to people while reading, but to the extent of ten times the Martial Immortal Fist, it has become a difficult and difficult book to understand, and every line of words required a lot of people's mind, and there was no intention to care about it at all.

In this way, on the one hand, in order to solve the hidden disease of headaches, and on the other hand, in order to better deduce and use the Martial Immortal Fist, Wu Tian had to explore spiritual cultivation.

And this lasted until the twenty-fourth year.

In this year, Wu Fangfang ...... Mrs. Wu filed a separation with her husband Wu Tian.

Wu Tian will never forget the way Wu Fangfang looked at him at that time, it was a kind of ...... Full of pain and complicated eyes.

"Brother Tian...... I'm so old, and you're still so young...... Please...... Let me be alone......" Wu Tian clearly remembered that for a long time before this, his wife had looked at his face less and less.

This ...... A face younger than his apprentice Aragorn and his daughter Wu Xiaoweidu.

At that time, Wu Tian only sighed silently. What could he do? Back then, he only thought that he would only live a little longer than others, and he never thought that his appearance would be so different from ordinary people, otherwise would he still marry Wu Fangfang? Wu Tian didn't know, maybe not.

So he took a dragon ball and the young bird of the bird back then, and left the martial arts hall alone. Although the apprentice Aragorn and Wu Xiaowei, who had already married him, wanted to keep Wu Tian, they really didn't dare to face the sad and melancholy expression of the old lady Wu, so they could only watch Wu Tian's back disappear into the distance, not knowing where he had gone, and not knowing if he would come back.

It wasn't until recently that Wu Tian sensed Wu Fangfang's breath as if a candle was fluttering in the wind, and he reappeared in Sayuan City. And ten years have passed since he last left.

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In the drizzle, Wu Tian walked on the crowded streets with an oil-paper umbrella.

Workshops, shops, stalls with large umbrellas, pedestrians hurrying by...... Wu Tian passed them one by one and walked in the direction of the city gate.

"Did you hear that the Martial Immortal Stream Hall in the city is closed today!

"Don't you know? The old lady of the founder of Wuxian Liu has passed away, what about the day of today's funeral! The disciples of the Daoist Hall outside the city have to kowtow to incense!"

Such a conversation didn't come out of nowhere, mixed with the sound of the dripping rain and drifted into Wu Tian's ears, and a trace of amazement finally appeared on his always calm face, and he continued to walk forward with an oil-paper umbrella.

Strangely, he seemed to be walking very slowly, but in a blink of an eye, he had already traveled a long distance, and he had staggered past so many people, and no one noticed that he was different.

Soon, he was out of the city gates.