Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Chapter 489 50. Super 1 Dzogchen (5 words)

Universal Capsule Company, home of Dr. Breaves, Chairman.

Yamucha came to the gate and looked at it full of emotion. So many years have passed... well, if you do the math carefully, it has been almost 14 years.Here, it is still the same as he remembers, without any changes, a mansion with an extremely terrifying area, he once dreamed of this place, not because of the material, but because of a girl living here.

After 14 years of separation, when he set off from here with his luggage on his back, he was full of ambition and pride, thinking that he would be able to overcome the difficult journey and come back here to become the disciple of Wu Xianren, but in the end... he was still a little short , Just a little bit, let him stay on the island in the sea and leave this house.

And Bulma has now become Sun Wukong's wife, and even their children are now eight or nine years old.

jingle!

Yamucha rang the doorbell of the outermost door with his left hand, and the sleeve of his right arm, which was empty for some reason, swayed slightly with his movements.

The speaker on the doorbell says: "Hello, who is this?"

Yamucha lowered the left hand that rang the doorbell, unconsciously clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again; his lips were pursed lightly; his eyes glanced at his chest inadvertently; then, he said in a very calm tone: " My name is Yamucha, and I used to be friends with Miss Buma, if possible..."

"Ah, it's Yamucha!" A different voice sounded from the speaker, as if he just happened to be passing by, and the person said in surprise, "I haven't heard from you for a long time, come in quickly~"

Yamcha was stunned, and in a trance, he remembered that the voice belonged to Boulma's mother who was a little natural.

Soon, the door was opened.

Yamcha was silent for a few seconds, and finally walked in.

"It's really Yamucha, ah, I haven't seen it for a long time. Let me think about it, how many years has it been..." Mrs. Breeves entertained Yamucha, and the servant brought snacks and drinks, and put them on the table On the coffee table, Mrs. Breaves motioned for Yamcha to sit down quickly, while she was remembering.

Dr. Breaves also came over, with disheveled hair and a cigarette in his mouth, "Fu-Yamcha, the last time I saw you was 14 years ago when you left our house..."

Mrs. Brives said, "That's right, it's 14 years." She held her face and sighed, "I didn't expect it to be 14 years in a blink of an eye~" She glanced at Yamu who was holding on to the drink cup and said nothing Tea, she looked very regretful, and sighed: "The once handsome boy is now almost turning into a vicissitudes old uncle, what a pity~"

Dr. Breaves was ashamed and coughed, "Jonna, that's not polite to say that."

However, the current Yamcha has an unshaven beard and a pale and puffy face. Compared with the high-spirited young man back then, he has experienced a lot of vicissitudes... Being ridiculed by Buma's mother like this, Yamcha is not ashamed or uncomfortable, Not annoyed, it can be said that there is no reaction at all.

Yamucha just said very calmly: "I am useless and failed to complete the test of Wu Xianren. That's why I always feel that I have no face to come back. I have been doing nothing all day long, and I am greedy for comfort, and I have come to this point."

rustling...

The clothes on his chest suddenly moved slightly; the corners of Yamcha's eyes twitched, he stopped speaking, his lips were pressed together, and his expression seemed to be a little gloomy.

Huh?Mrs. Breaves wondered.

oh?Dr. Breaves took a puff of smoke and noticed the strangeness of Yamcha, but he kept his expression on his face. He glanced at Yamcha's empty right sleeve and said, "Speaking of which, I noticed it just now, your right What's wrong with the arm?"

"Ah!" Mrs. Breaves exclaimed when she realized this, "My God, is your arm broken?"

Yamcha was silent and nodded.

Mrs. Brives said sadly: "Oh, what can I do~ I'm very sad when my arm is broken~"

Yamcha did not speak.

Dr. Breaves was smoking a cigarette, "But it's not impossible to cure it. It seems that there is still a certain amount of fairy beans provided by the Virtual Earth Network Company to the Martial Arts Association four years ago. Even if you have a broken arm, you can still eat the fairy beans grow back."

Mrs. Breaves was pleasantly surprised. "That would be great, Breaves. Can you get one?"

Yamcha remained silent.

Dr. Breaves looked at the Yamu tea, took a puff of cigarettes, shook his head and said: "The ancestor of Wutian begged for the fairy beans from the immortals in Kailin Holy Land. It is very precious. Let alone me, even if it is He is a member of the Martial Arts Association, so it is extremely difficult to get one in a non-emergency period. Otherwise..." He smiled, "Yamcha, you have already obtained the fairy bean from the branch of the Martial Arts Association. arm?"

Yamcha remained silent, the corners of his eyes twitched, and then nodded.

He raised his head, lowered it again, smiled bitterly, and asked: "That's right... I know from the martial arts association on the island where I live that the fairy beans have been recovered by various branches and sent back to the association headquarters in Western Capital. And even so, with my status and authority in the association, it is completely impossible for me to apply for the magic medicine of Immortal Bean."

Mrs. Breaves said sadly again: "Oh, what can I do~"

Dr. Breaves noticed that Yamcha's body was shaking slightly...Are you afraid?why?No, he seems to be struggling inwardly?Breaves watched from the corner of his eye and thought about it.

His ingenuity and intelligence are in the same line as Hathaway and Boulma's. He has great wisdom. When he is willing to analyze the situation of Yamcha, he can see a lot of things.

"Huh, since this is the case..." Yamucha seemed to have made up his mind, and he let out a breath.

"Yes, in this case, why don't you ask Buma to ask for a fairy bean from the ancestor of Wutian~" Mrs. Brives nodded, and said with a smile: "That child, Buma, has a very good relationship with the ancestor, please ask for a fairy bean." A fairy bean, it must be nothing~ Aren't you and Boulma old friends? The child will help~"

Dr. Breaves thought for a while, then nodded and said: "That's right, although you haven't met Boulma for a long time, as parents of our child, we know that she is a good daughter who values ​​affection. Since you have difficulties , she will not sit idly by."

After a pause, he took a breath, and added: "However, after Boulma married Wukong, they moved to a new house, on the outskirts of the city... Hey, I remembered, Hathaway's ancestor and 18 Are you at Boulma's house these days?" The last sentence was the wife who asked.

Mrs. Brives nodded, "Yes, I heard that they are going to give Xiao Wuxian Zhang Luo martial arts uniforms. The ancestors of Wutian seem to agree that Xiao Wuxian will officially start practicing martial arts~"

Dr. Breaves scratched his head, "Oh, this is too bad, I don't know if they are still at Boomer's house."

"Here I am."

Yamucha opened his mouth, he put down his cup, stood up, looked towards the direction of the city, and murmured: "There are so many powerful qi... Piccolo's qi, Kling's qi, the old holy monk's qi... and Boulma I’m angry, they’re all there.”

Mrs. Brives smiled happily and said, "Then go quickly, Grandfather Hathaway is just in time, she is much more talkative than Grandfather Wutian~"

Dr. Breaves also nodded, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Should I send you a car?"

Yamucha said: "No, I can sense them, and they're not too far away... I'll go there by myself."

Mrs. Brives cupped her face and said enviously: "That's right, all of you martial arts masters can fly, so amazing~"

Yamcha said goodbye, flew into the sky, and left.

"..."

Dr. Breaves glanced at the sky, inhaled the cigarette, Fudi took a puff of smoke, took out an electronic screen from his body, and sent out a message: "1, it broke Yamcha's right hand; 2, The purpose is Xiandou; 3, Yamucha probably doesn’t know the origin.”

……

Bulma and Sun Wukong's house.

The three great masters left first. In terms of relatives and estrangement, the three of them and Boulma and the others were considered relatively peripheral, so after understanding the general situation of the unexpected incident, they each flew into the sky and left with surprise and novelty.

The delicate watch in Hathaway's hand vibrated slightly, she raised her hand gracefully, glanced at it, and wrote on it: "1, it broke Yamucha's right hand; 2, the purpose is Xiandou ;3, in terms of origin, Yamucha probably doesn’t know either.”

Frowning, Hathaway pondered for a moment, and thought to herself: "According to the traces detected by Jarvis' intrusion, it doesn't seem to be the technical characteristics of Frieza's remnants... I see, Yamcha's arm Is it just to find Buma to ask for the fairy beans? Xiandou, who wants the fairy beans so much? In the universe... Who knows the fairy beans on the earth? Why does he want the fairy beans? "

"What's wrong with you?" No. 18's cold voice sounded beside Hathaway.

Hathaway put down her hand and shook her head slightly, "It's nothing, there will be a guest coming soon, it's Wukong and Klin's old friends from a long time ago."

No. 18 put his hand in his pocket, frowned and looked into the distance.

She and No. 17 were not equipped with energy detection devices when they were transformed, so they couldn't sense the approach of other people like Kelin and the others. Even in battle, they also fought with Qi. Martial arts are different. Both she and No. 17 are the type to fight purely through the massive amount of fighting data passively input during the transformation, with super high physical fitness and reflexes.

"It seems that No. 17 has also joined the Wushu Association. Is he also learning the so-called martial arts? I wonder if he can perceive others with his heart like Monkey King and others?" No. 18 thought silently.

But despite this, No. 18 has no intention of learning martial arts, because unlike her proud and competitive younger brother, she has a cold personality and is not keen on fighting.

Not to mention the two of them.

Over there, Piccolo, Tianjin Rice, Dumplings, and Vegeta haven't left yet.

After Vegeta was initially shocked by Trunks' life experience, he completely ignored him.Even if Trunks is the child of him and Boulma in another parallel time and space, that's just that, and has nothing to do with him here.

It's Sun Wukong's current appearance that makes Vegeta care even more.

"Son Wukong, you look like this, are you really a Super Saiyan?" Vegeta asked, his eyes fixed on Monkey King.

Tianjin Rice and Dumplings nodded, and they were also puzzled.

Piccolo didn't leave, and he was also surprised by this, but he didn't ask because he knew that others would definitely ask.

Klin asked puzzledly: "Yeah, Goku, your Super Saiyan used to have a violent temperament after transformation, why now... can't feel the slightest bit at all?" He joked: "If It's not your blond hair, and the green eyeballs, I doubt if you have transformed."

"Huh?" Trunks came back to his senses, he seemed to have noticed the difference in Monkey King at this time, and said in shock: "Mr. Goku, you... are you really a Super Saiyan? What, what? ..."

Kelin complained, "You just noticed!"

Trunks smiled wryly. Before that, his attention had been attracted by the difference between the two worlds. He looked at Monkey King, who was ordinary except for the blond features, and said in amazement: "To be honest, until just now Before... I didn't realize that Mr. Goku, you are already in the state of a Super Saiyan..."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly.

"Isn't that good?" Bulma raised his eyebrows, walked around Monkey King, inserted his hand into Monkey King's blond hair that was burning like flames, rubbed it casually, and finally stood in front of Monkey King, and poked Monkey King with his finger cheek, and smiled with satisfaction: "Although I don't know the reason, it looks more comfortable this way."

She rubbed her chin, "Are you right, Sun Xiaoxian?"

"Well, that's right, Mom~ Dad used to be very fierce every time he transformed~" Sun Wuxian appeared next to Buma, like an adult, imitating Buma, touching his chin and saying.

Sun Wukong is always smiling. He doesn’t understand love or family affection very well, but at least he knows very well that when he is with Boulma and his children, he will feel very at ease and warm. He is also very willing to protect this warmth. ...and this warmth is called happiness.

"Hey?!" Kelin pointed to Sun Wuxian beside Buma, and said in shock, "Wuxian, when did you learn the Wukong technique?!"

"Huh?" Boulma turned her head and glanced at her side. She said that there was something wrong with the position of her son's voice. It turned out that her son was floating beside her.

"Huh?" Sun Wuxian seemed to have just noticed this.

The little guy looked at his feet and stepped on it. There was no lawn on the ground and it was hanging in the air. He looked around and found that Tianjin rice, dumplings, and Piccolo Vegeta were all good. They didn't know about Sun Wuxian's situation, but Ke Lin was different, he knew that although Sun Wuxian had been with his master Martial Immortal for several years, he hadn't started formal martial arts training at all - the martial arts suit was just bought today!

Hathaway smiled and didn't feel anything.

Number 18 looked cold and didn't care.

Sun Wuxian fell down with a thud, sat down on the ground, scratched his head and said in a daze, "I don't know either. Hmm... suddenly flew up."

Sun Wukong was very happy, he said: "Maybe Wuxian has watched us fly for a long time, and subconsciously learned it?"

He pulled his son up.

Kelin was speechless, "This is too exaggerated... After watching it a few times, did you just learn it like this?"

Tianjin Rice and Dumplings were also shocked. They could feel that Sun Wuxian's Qi was not strong, and it almost grew naturally with age.

Vegeta was not interested in this, he still looked at Monkey King, and asked blankly: "You haven't made it clear yet, are you really a Super Saiyan with your appearance?"

He used Sun Wukong, or Kakarot's Super Saiyan as a template, thinking about how to become a Super Saiyan every day. Now that Sun Wukong suddenly became like this, what should he do?Suddenly there is no direction to move forward!

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Of course I'm still a Super Saiyan, but it's like this, just get used to it."

He is not good at words, so when Klin and the others listened, they thought he was talking about getting them used to the Super Saiyan appearance of Sun Wukong. In fact, Sun Wukong meant that he got used to the state of a Super Saiyan, and then transformed himself The original violence of the Super Saiyan was extracted.

Vegeta thought so too, he didn't understand what Monkey King meant at all, and his doubts didn't diminish at all.

"If you want to know how to become a Super Saiyan..." Monkey King said suddenly.

Vegeta snorted coldly: "Forget it, I don't need you to teach me! Just wait, I will become a Super Saiyan soon!"

Pong!

The arrogance erupted, and Vegeta flew into the air with a snap, turning into a meteor and fleeing away.

"This guy! It's still so bad!" Kelin said angrily.

Trunks glanced at the direction Vegeta was leaving, and Tianjin Fan saw him, came over and patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

Trunks shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Boulma over there noticed it and kept silent, but there was nothing she could do about it. Regarding the fact that she was not Trunks' mother, she couldn't help, let alone change this reality.She has her own life and happiness, and she cannot change herself just because Trunks suddenly appeared.

Monkey King smiled at Trunks and said, "Trunnks, you stay here, practice with us for a while, and then go back to your world, and you will definitely be able to defeat the man-made humans there."

Kelin also said: "That's right, Trunks, if you can also train Super Saiyans to look like Goku, you will definitely be able to save your world!"

No. 18 said coldly, "That's not necessarily the case!"

Trunks thought for a while, nodded and said to Monkey King: "Thank you, I will practice hard." Then he glanced at No. 18, his expression was not very good-looking, and he was tense, "Besides, in the world I come from, You and number 17 are not as strong as you..."

"Someone is coming." Piccolo said suddenly.

"Hmm..." Sun Wukong also looked in the same direction, frowned, and whispered, "It's so familiar..."