39 Behold thee

Immortals......

Wang Chao couldn't help but look up at the night sky.

In the comics, the warriors of the protagonist group have basically ascended to the temple to practice - but it is worth noting that the reason why they were allowed to practice in the temple is because there is a background: two incomparably terrifying Saiyans will descend on Earth in a year!

If we put aside this apocalyptic background, we don't know whether Klin, Tianjin Rice, Dumplings, Yamucha and others are qualified to practice in the temple.

After the Monkey King came down from the temple, before Raditz landed.

Five years.

For five years, none of Kling and the others could go to the temple.

Don't want to? Wang Chao doesn't think so.

Martial artists, who doesn't want to get stronger?

Don't want to follow the path that Monkey King has walked and become stronger on your own? Wang Chao didn't think so either.

If you really insist on it, then don't learn martial arts. Isn't it more perfect to figure out kung fu by yourself when you are young? What kind of master do you worship in turtle fairy flow and crane fairy flow?

Klin and the others climbed the Garin Tower that Sun Wukong had climbed, and they had robbed the super holy water that Sun Wukong had robbed.

It is conceivable that if they have the opportunity to go to the temple to practice, there is no reason for them not to go.

Sun Wukong, such an example of becoming so powerful after returning from the temple, is right in front of him.

The only explanation that Wang Chao could think of was that with the skills of Kelin and the others at that time, they couldn't reach the temple at all.

The wishful rod is connected to the top of the Garin Tower and the bottom of the temple, but it is estimated that this treasure will not listen to their commands, and then retract and take them up.

Climb along the pole? Maybe you don't have the stamina.

Fly up? I'm afraid I don't have enough gas.

Then Wang Chao has reason to think that when Sun Wukong went to the realm king to practice, the immortals took Klin and others to the temple for cultivation, perhaps because of special circumstances and special treatment, which lowered the threshold for admission to the temple.

"Among the Dragon Ball fighters, Son Goku's kid has always been the only one. The others can only eat the ashes behind his ass......" Wang Chao looked up and thought silently, "Can I go up to that temple on my own?" Or is it ...... I'm going to wait until the year before Vegeta's arrival to be dragged to the temple like a full number for special training? And then become cannon fodder under the claws of vegetable people? ”

After a moment of contemplation, he returned to the door of the inn.

The old monk thought that he was still thinking about the animal man, so he smiled and said: "The past is over, and it is meaningless to investigate the origin of animal people, monster people and ordinary people...... I really want to figure it out, maybe I have to ask the immortals, but unfortunately no one knows whether the immortals exist or not. ”

"Immortals exist." Wang Chao came back to his senses and smiled slightly, "I must see him!" Then he added firmly: "On my own." ”

~~~

Night, before bedtime.

One old and one less than two beds.

Neither of them exerted much effort, just dismantled each other with different moves.

As always, the old monk did not teach Wang Chao any fixed moves, but let him use his imagination and try to rely purely on reactions. Of course, if Wang Chao has any bad habits between actions, the old monk will correct them in time.

The old monk thinks that this child has a great talent for learning martial arts, and what is even more rare is that he has lofty ambitions and guidance from masters, just like a good white paper that needs to be splashed with ink. The composition of this piece of paper was so good that the old monk had to resist the urge to lift the pen, and he even felt that this blank piece of paper was about to leak out the ink words on its own.

"Such a good apprentice, it is more appropriate to let Sun Gohan, the great apprentice of the god of martial arts, teach him! It is also in line with the ambition of this child. The old monk thought. Wang Chao saved him, he already had a good impression of Wang Chao, and after getting along in the past few days, he liked it even more and considered Wang Chao.

The old monk grabbed Wang Chao's wrist, stared at the bright eyes of the boy in the dim room without the lights, and thought, "Old monk, I...... It's better not to interfere too much with his next path. ”

Compared with a fine sweat, the two took a shower one after another and fell asleep quickly.

Next.

"You're leaving, too?" Wang Chao was surprised.

The old monk smiled slightly: "Amitabha, the old monks who can teach are almost taught, and it's time to separate." Next, it's up to you. There is still a lot of grinding on the road ahead...... Wang Chao, you must go to Baozi Mountain. ”

"Oh."

"Also," the old monk clasped his palms together and bowed slightly, "maybe you can really find the legendary immortal, don't forget your wish last night." Looking up, he winked at Wang Chao, his face full of kindness.

"......" Wang Chao was also quite moved, raised his palm and nodded: "Oh! ”

The old monk laughed, struck Wang Chao's small palm with one palm, and then recited Amitabha, turned around and left alone, hidden in the crowd.

Wang Chao carried a bag on his back and stood alone on the street for a long time, and finally threw himself in the opposite direction and strode towards the north of the city.

With more adequate preparation, as well as learning a good variety of survival skills from Drat, Wang Chao's next road was quite smooth.

Smooth, which means dull.

Wang Chao left Haier City on the same day, went north along the road outside the city, and then took advantage of the night, biting a small flashlight to check the map and compass, and found a direction to leave the road and go to the wilderness.

That night, Wang Chao slept on the slope of a stone mound in the boundless wilderness. There was no wind, no rain, and no mosquitoes, so he didn't bother to pitch his tent. Wrapped in a blanket directly, leaned on the backpack, nibbled on dry food, crossed his legs and counted the stars, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day, Wang Chao confirmed the route and continued to move forward.

After walking all day, I still haven't walked out of this great wilderness, but the dry food is quite sufficient, and the water is enough. The route drawn by Wang Chao, as long as he walks out of this great wilderness, he can pass through a small town, which can allow him to replenish.

"Tons and tons of ......" Wang Chao finished gnawing on the hard dry food and poured a few mouthfuls of water.

Throwing the backpack to the side, Wang Chao slapped the ground with both palms, and the whole person stood upside down. Because the strength of the two arms, as well as the muscles of the waist, hips, shoulders and back, are far beyond ordinary people, his posture when he is upside down looks very relaxed, and even seems to be light.

"One, two, three......"

Wang Chao is like a game of jumping squares, using two palms instead of two feet, alternating one at a time, and turning upside down around the backpack on the ground.

Under the bright moon, which is no longer perfect, on the silent and empty wilderness, there is only a boy with a dream who works silently and enjoys himself.

Just two kilometers away, a night vision telescope was watching him.