The old turtle thought the turtle fairy was a little strange. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He sat up on the sofa, and after hearing the turtle say "the immortal bird died of food poisoning", his expression seemed to be touched, but he quickly calmed down, glanced at the turtle, and whispered to himself: "This is such a world...... The corners of his mouth pulled, quite self-deprecating, "Three hundred years ago, I just didn't want to end up in such an ending so hard, but I didn't expect it to end up like this......"

"What are you talking about?" the turtle asked worriedly, thinking that this old perverted fairy wouldn't be stupid to watch movies all night, right?

Wu Tian clenched his fists, and with his martial arts experience, he could naturally feel the life energy hidden in this body, which was the so-called "qi" of martial artists.

Too little.

Too weak.

This body is like a piece of dead wood.

Wu Tian frowned slightly, he didn't stretch randomly, and muttered, "Now I don't have the Writing Wheel Eye, and I don't have the Divine Tree Physique...... The physical potential is also completely overdrawn by the longevity water...... It's really exhaustive...... It's okay, the 'True Yuan One Qi' that I experimented on Wu Xian, this time, let me practice it myself......"

His white eyebrows straightened, and suddenly a sharp temperament was revealed, and the essence in the cloudy old flower eyes flashed.

The turtle suddenly felt in his heart, and for no reason he wondered if his master had changed...... How could he be so majestic? How could he be so imposing? Why was there a moment when he saw a tsunami like a mountain in the middle of the sea? As if he was facing the majesty of heaven?

Wu Tian got out of the sofa barefoot, got up and walked to the mirror in the room.

"How long ago did the undead bird die from food poisoning?" he asked casually, glaring at himself in the mirror.

Bald, old eyes are dizzy, and a white beard hangs long.

Wearing a sleeveless white undershirt, blue cloth trousers, and a white cloth belt tied around one side of the waist, he was thin and thin, and looked whiter, which seemed to be no different from ordinary peasant men.

Wu Tian himself didn't care about this kind of flesh and skin appearance, so when he saw that he had become such a "miserable" appearance, he didn't react at all, and his heart was unwavering, and he didn't feel any touch at all. It's just that his heart suddenly moved, and he thought, "Hathaway, she shouldn't like me like this......"

The turtle crawled over and said, "I've been dead for a while, and I heard the movement in the house in the early morning, and I thought you were still sad about the death of the immortal bird...... but thought in his heart: "Aren't I saving face for you, do you want me to say that I'm worried that you're watching pornography all night?"

"It's been dead for a while...... Wu Tian muttered, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you remember what the immortal bird looks like?" ”

The turtle replied, "It's a blue vulture......"

Again, I roughly described it.

Wu Tian nodded, knowing that this immortal bird was fundamentally different from the one that had followed him for two hundred years, so he ignored it.

Staring at the rickety old man in the mirror, Wu Tian silently recited the spell of the Magic Transfiguration Technique in his heart......

Suddenly, there was a tingling in my mind.

"I forgot, this kind of transformation technique, which is no less than reshaping the body, still has too much burden on mental power......" He closed his eyes, paused his magic, and his heart moved, intending to start recalling the "meditation technique" that was taught to him by the magic star saint mage Ivan back then.

This set of meditation inheritance, once you visualize and practice, it is as if you can see the phantoms of the holy mages of the past generations, and the spirit is immersed in a state of mystery, warming, refining, and elevating...... This kind of "ineffable" inheritance, like his "Martial Immortal Fist", belongs to a kind of mystical practice that directly points to "divinity".

It was also for this reason that Wu Tian, who thought of this, curbed his intention to visualize the "meditation technique".

"Cavihill warned me never to communicate the law of cause and effect here...... If I meditate, if I touch the divinity of the spiritual thoughts...... Even if I let the law of cause and effect in this universe make a little wave, maybe it will expose myself!"

Wu Tian's heart became vigilant.

He remembered the six former god-enlightened beings who had been sent to this universe for hundreds of millions of years.

They may have been careless in this universe because of their carelessness, and they were exposed at once, and even the six universes with them were completely wiped out.

Wu Tian gathered his thoughts and was silent for a moment.

He's here this time...... It's really like walking on thin ice, there can't be a single difference, once you make a mistake, I'm afraid this so-called seventh universe will be completely erased...... As for those who erase this universe...... Wu Tian was about to have that huge and divine figure in his mind, but he collected his thoughts in time, not thinking about it, not wanting to remember.

"But magic isn't all inaccessible...... It's just that the polishing of spiritual power can't take the broad road of 'divinity'......" he whispered to himself.

I thought of "Wuxian Fist" again.

On the earth of the universe he created, there are more people who can use the Martial Immortal Fist, and the only one who realizes the divinity from it is Sun Wukong.

Wu Tian "snapped" and slapped the air.

The air was slammed into the air by his palm.

The turtle was startled, unable to understand what Wu Tian was doing.

"I don't need ......"

Wu Tian frowned, pondering thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered the content of a large paragraph of Cavishir's words before coming here-

“…… The rules over there are different, there are no restrictions on sub-gods, and there is no upper limit to the power of mortals......"

“…… But compared to God, it's only power......"

Wu Tian stopped and pondered, and when the turtle saw this, he didn't dare to disturb him for a while.

Finally, with a light sigh, Wu Tian glanced at the mirror and thought, "If you have a chance, find Dragon Ball and think of a way......"

Then he went to the window, pushed it open, and suddenly a gust of sea breeze blew into the house.

This is indeed the "Turtle Fairy House" he expected.

A small island in the sea.

In the distance, a bright but not dazzling sun rises above the horizon, reflecting the sea as if it had been sprinkled with gold.

Wu Tian retracted his gaze and re-observed the situation in the room.

The clock on the wall shows the time, and it should be early in the morning from five o'clock to about six o'clock.

Leaning diagonally next to the sofa is a turtle shell, with two rope straps tied to the turtle shell, which looks like it is carried on the body...... I think it was taken off "by myself" before going to bed.

His eyes swept over the pile of pornographic magazines scattered on the table, Wu Tian did not shy away from it, nor did he pay attention to it, and he was not interested.

The turtle had been observing his lord and felt that he seemed to be looking for something in the house, so he asked, "Turtle Immortal, what are you looking for?"

I thought to myself, "Are you looking for those pornographic books? But aren't those books just piled up on the table?"

Wu Tian opened his mouth and asked, "My three stars...... Well, what about the yellow bead that I found in the sea? It was a bead with three red stars in it, and I should have strung it into a necklace and wore it on my body. ”