Wu Tian didn't wait for Tsurumi to answer after speaking, and left under the overpass with the sketchpad on his back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe immortal bird like a red dove shook in front of Tsurumi for a while, thinking that this wooden man was not interesting, and hurriedly flapped its little wings to catch up with Wu Tian.

I can drink a little wine again......

Seeing that Wu Tian walked away, his brows gradually furrowed, and finally he chased after him. Following Wu Tian avoided the traffic on the main road, and turned into a remote alley. It's really rare that in a modern city like the Western Capital, there will be such alleys.

"Boss. Wu Tian entered a small shop, untied his drawing board and put it aside, and called into the store. There are not many customers in this small shop, and it seems a little deserted. The immortal bird jumped onto the table at once, and Wu Tian also casually divided the plates and cups to it.

"Hey, here we are!" The owner and a cook were up and down the shop, and the boss took care of the waiter himself. Hearing the greeting outside, he immediately walked out of the back kitchen in a white work uniform. He had already heard Wu Tian's voice, and as soon as he came out, he smiled and said, "It's still the same, add a drink and food to your bird, right?"

Wu Tian smiled: "I have to add another pair of chopsticks today." He turned around and greeted Tsurumi who was outside the door, and said, "What are you doing in a daze, it's time to eat." ”

The boss noticed Tsurumi and said, "Yo, this is your friend, come in, what are you eating?"

"Eat like me, people like us, it doesn't matter what we eat. Wu Tian smiled casually, remembered something, and said to the boss, "By the way, please take more bottles of vinegar." He turned his head and asked Tsurumi: "You haven't changed in years, right? I remember that you have a heavy taste." ”

Tsurumi's lips moved, and in the end he only snorted, and then he shook his shirt and walked in. Strange to say, as the world has changed over the past hundred years, people's clothing styles have long since become more modern, but Tsurumi still wears a rather 'vintage' robe.

"Okay! I'll be here soon!" The boss didn't say much, Wu Tian was a frequent customer here, and there were few people in this shop, so the boss naturally remembered his taste preferences clearly.

Wu Tian stretched out his hand and moved the plate and cup of the immortal bird opposite him to a position adjacent to him, and Tsurumi sat down opposite Wu Tian. The immortal bird first screamed, thinking that he would not let himself drink today, and seeing that Wu Tian had not removed the tableware, he happily changed his seat again.

Tapping his fingers on the tabletop, Wu Tian looked at Tsurumi sitting opposite, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's not far from the master back then." ”

With his current skills and realm, he doesn't need to use the 'Qi Viewing Technique' he learned from the Adrath Star people, and he can also see the depth of Tsurumi's kung fu at a glance. Ren He saw that no matter how clever the means of gathering qi and recovering breath were, it was impossible to hide Wu Tian's gaze from such a close distance.

Hearing this, the corners of Tsuru's eyes twitched, and he snorted coldly: "I've heard and seen everything." ”

What he said was clueless, but Wu Tian was only slightly stunned, and then immediately understood. So he sighed lightly and said, "You and I have different circumstances, there is no need to compare me with you." ”

If the encounters in his first and second lives were completely removed, or even if he only removed his 'Writing Wheel Eye' from the beginning, he would ...... now It may not be much better than Tsurumi. Therefore, Wu Tian may not have any condescending mentality.

After practicing for many years, I have been searching and asking questions along the way...... If he can't even maintain such a peaceful state of mind, then his martial arts kung fu is really practiced to the dog, and even the original old perverted turtle is far behind.

Seeing that he ignored him, Tsuru sneered, and said, "Martial Immortals...... Hehe, what a spirit!

Not to mention the 'Martial Immortal Transmission' that I heard with my own ears, that is, in the past year, the praise and praise of the 'Martial Immortal People' that I have heard from people everywhere have been countless, and the ears of the crane are almost out of the cocoon.

Wu Tian shook his head. Beside him, the immortal bird on the table was already tapping the empty dish with its beak with a crisp sound. The boss came out of the back kitchen with a large tray and said with a wry smile: "Come on, come on, you little bird, your temper is bigger than your master!"

Every time I come here, the immortal bird is impatient to wait for the wine and food, and will peck the dishes to urge, and the boss is also surprised at first, thinking that this red pigeon is very spiritual, but after seeing more, he only thinks that this bird ...... It's a big temper.

The boss put Da Tuo down, took out the meals one by one, and put them in front of Wu Tian and Tsurumi: "Please use it slowly." ”

"Chirp......" The immortal bird flapped its wings and looked at Wu Tian with blank eyes.

"Okay, you brute, you shouldn't have let you drink in the first place. Wu Tian smiled, and poured some peanuts from the special sauce of the small shop in front of him into the plate of the immortal bird, and poured a little wine into its small cup.

The immortal bird immediately pecked happily, knocked a peanut, grinded the peanut into crushed foam after grinding the beak twice, raised its head, shook it into its belly, lowered its head to drink wine, and made a muffled "cooing" sound, which seemed to be similar to the lip-smacking sound when ordinary people eat liquor.

Wu Tian looked at the appearance of the bird he raised, and thought it was funny, this little beast with miscellaneous hair seemed to be ...... I was raised crookedly by myself. Tsurumi on the opposite side didn't look at the cute and beautiful bird, but stared at Wu Tian and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Vic?"

Wu Tian didn't raise his head, and said casually: "Kill." ”

Tsurumi's expression didn't move, of course he wasn't surprised, or he had already guessed it, and he just asked to confirm. With the means that Wu Tian showed a year ago...... It's just a little bit of a gram, and it can really be killed with a snap of a finger.

'Wu Tian, this guy...... How far has he come?'

Tsurumi bowed his head, thinking so in his heart. It's been a year, and he's wandering around aimlessly, and that's what he's been thinking about. What he could never erase in front of him was the huge white palm that overturned from the sky and pressed down like a mountain and a sea...... At that time, he was obviously far away from the giant palm that fell from the sky, but from the bottom of his heart, he had a sense of despair that there was nowhere to escape.

"But...... Vic's son, I left it behind. ”

Tsurumi looked up suddenly, surprised.

Wu Tian smiled, waved his hand and said, "Haha, just kidding." It's an egg that Vic spit out before he died.,He seems to want to be reborn through this.,I have a hunch that the things conceived in this egg may not be a misfortune like the Great Demon King of Vic.,So I sealed it.。 As for what to do...... We'll talk about that later. ”

"Joke?" Tsurumi looked strange, "I've lived for so many years...... How can you still joke?"

Wu Tian took a deep look at Tsurumi, the smile on his face gradually converged, he shook his head and sighed lightly, poured a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it. grabbed the flask and gestured, "Do you want to drink?"

Tsurumi pursed his lips, picked up a bottle of aged vinegar in front of him, poured it into his bowl with a bang, and ate it to himself.

Wu Tian didn't care, he drank to himself, teasing the immortal bird twice from time to time, provoking it to pat him away with its little short wings dissatisfied, and when the wine in its small cup bottomed out, Wu Tian would also pour it again, not ambiguous at all.

Tsurumi was eating, suddenly paused, didn't look up, grabbed chopsticks and asked, "Have you learned to seal the wave?"

"Nope. Wu Tian took the dish and replied, "The ...... that sealed Vic's egg It's a different way to do it. "Magic, there is nothing to hide, the main thing is that it is a long story to explain, but Wu Tian has never been willing to talk about it at length.

Tsurumi snorted, unwilling to say pull down, snoring, and continued to eat.

…………

After a full meal and a full meal, the two left together.

The immortal bird drank a little high this meal, and flew a little around at low altitude, and finally lay on Wu Tian's shoulder and burped, and fell asleep in a daze.

Wu Tian silently threw a magic on it, although the main thing to learn from the Holy Magician was the 'Spirit System', the 'Change System', and the 'Enchantment System', but some similar auxiliary magic, Wu Tian also dabbled a little, but his attainments were not deep. It's not difficult to help a little bird sober up.

"What are you trying to do here? If you don't practice martial arts, you will change to wandering and painting?" Tsurumi walked side by side with Wu Tian towards the entrance of the alley, glanced at the drawing board that Wu Tian was carrying behind him, and said with a sneer.

"Who said that painting is not martial arts?" Wu Tian smiled casually.

He said it casually, but it made Tsurumi look a little serious, and secretly pondered the truth hidden in this sentence...... Wu Tian, this old thing, is working hard now, and Tsurumi subconsciously feels that there may be some martial arts mystery hidden in Wu Tian's words?

Glancing at Tsurumi's appearance, Wu Tian's mind turned, and he guessed his thoughts slightly, and couldn't help laughing, casually saying that he was serious. After thinking about it, Wu Tian untied the drawing board behind him and opened it, and took off the one that was padded at the bottom of a stack of drawing paper.

"It's a good brother, this ...... I'll give it to you. Wu Tian handed it to him, rolling the paper.

Tsurumi took it with a puzzled expression, and unfolded the drawing paper suddenly, revealing a waterfall sketch outlined by a carbon pen: cliffs, white practices, deep pools, jungles, and ...... It was obviously a black-and-white sketch, but at first glance, Tsurumi actually hallucinated, as if he was in the midst of the lush mountain forest, and came to the cliff and waterfall in the painting, and even the natural movement of Suosuo appeared in his ears.

He looked shocked and looked at Wu Tian, shocked and puzzled.

This painting...... Can you really integrate the martial arts realm into it?

"You...... What kind of realm have you reached?" Tsurumi finally asked the question, his tone full of bitterness.

A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye in his eyes, but in the same blink of an eye, how can he not change much from before, and Wu Tian, an old thing...... It's already become something he doesn't even dare to recognize?

Wu Tian was walking, his fingers flicked the immortal bird crawling on his shoulder, the little bird's wine had already woken up under Wu Tian's magic, and at this time, he flicked it, and suddenly raised his head in shock, and his eyes shook from side to side in confusion.

Hearing Tsurumi's serious tone, he thought for a moment and replied, "Hmm...... In two hundred years, there is not a single opponent in the earth...... That's the level. ”

As for whether he can stabilize Sun Wukong and them two hundred years later, I dare not guarantee it at this time. Think about the Monkey King in the late Dragon Ball period, even if they have two hundred years more time than them, who can pat their chests and guarantee that they can be stronger than them? There are so many creatures in the universe, for so many years, and there is no one who surpasses Frieza, not to mention the Son Goku and their Saiyan freaks who beat Frieza.

Tsurumi was clearly not satisfied with this answer, as it was basically nonsense. After seeing the methods that Wu Tian displayed a year ago, Tsurumi could never imagine that anyone in this world could still be Wu Tian's opponent, and it was estimated that no one who could take his blow would be found.

But think about it...... The so-called invincibility, isn't that what it is?

How else can you describe it?

10 invincibility, 100 invincibility, 1000 invincibility...... Anyway, it's invincible in the world, so what's the difference?

Thinking like this, Tsurumi felt even more discouraged in his heart.

Out of the alley.

Wu Tian and Tsurumi stopped on the side of the street, and he asked, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Tsurumi held the waterfall picture in his hand, was silent for a while, and hummed: "Anyway, I won't be like you, be a painter!"

Wu Tian shook his head, and was about to say something, when a crumpled piece of painting paper flew away, "Even if I'm not as good as you, why do I need your charity?" Wu Tian raised his hand to take the flying paper back into his palm from the air, and looked up to see the figure of Tsurumi flying into the sky using the Sky Dancing Technique, he was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, he rose into the air and turned in a direction to go away.

Wu Tian was silent for a while, smoothed out the drawing paper, and clipped it back to the bottom of a stack of drawing paper. When I turned my head, I saw a little boy biting an ice cream, staring blankly at the direction of Tsurumi in the distance, and the ice cream fell from the tube without noticing......

Nian Power wrapped the ice cream that was about to fall to the ground, floated and placed it back on the ice cream cone, Wu Tian smiled slightly, put the drawing board on his back, walked over and patted the little boy's head, and gradually walked away.

The little boy woke up from a dream, looked left and right, looked down at the ice cream that had melted in his hand, and licked it with a big "sigh". At that moment, a fiery 'pigeon' flew over and pecked hard at its ice cream.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly came to his senses, and clapped his hands to catch the abominable 'red pigeon', but the bird was too nimble, chirping, and flew away in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the ice cream in his hand had a small cone-shaped pit, the little boy thought about it with a bitter face, and continued to lick it "snort"......

The little boy's mother ran over and angrily slapped her son's buttocks a few times, blaming, "Why are you running around? Mommy has been looking for you for a long time!" The little boy ignored his mother, but looked up and said, "Mom, I just saw someone flying!" He waved his hands as if to gesticulate: "Fly so high and so high......! How high!"

With a click, the ice cream fell to the ground again.

“………… What are you talking about!" Mom said helplessly, glancing at a puddle of ice cream on the ground that was rapidly melting, ouch, let's slip quickly, it won't be good to be caught and fined later. So the mother picked up her son and left in a hurry, thinking to herself: 'Flying people?' Ouch, isn't there a lot of stories about the martial immortals made up for the child recently...... I'm starting to hallucinate......

The little boy pouted in his mother's arms, thinking to himself that he must ...... in the future Want...... The little boy glanced at a huge poster of a certain audition contest hanging outside a commercial building, and thought, "When I grow up, I must hold a big competition to attract all the guys who can fly...... Well...... Will the old man of the Martial Immortals come to participate......

In the city, people come and go.

. (To be continued.) )