Transmigrating into Dragon Ball, I Become a God Through Chinese Martial Arts!
Chapter 65

Tai Chi

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"Is this where Master Wumu lives?" Ganazi stood in front of the cabin, with a trace of surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

His eyes swept over this ordinary hut, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Such a simple place is actually the home of Lord Wumu.

They had just said goodbye to the king, and Wumu took Ganazi Instant Transmission back to their home.

The cabin is located deep in the mountain forest, surrounded by tall trees, and looks peaceful and lonely. Wumu opened the door and walked in first, followed closely by Ganazi.

The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, with a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a small bathroom.

However, the clean environment makes people feel comfortable and warm, as if it is taken care of by someone every day.

Ganazi murmured to himself: We have been traveling around a lot these days, how come this place can still be kept so clean?

Wumu turned around and his eyes fell on Ganazi, "There is only one bed, how do you think you can sleep on it?"

Ganazi scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "I can do that, Master Wumu. I think this bed is quite big, so two people can squeeze in it."

Wumu raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a strange look, "I'm not used to sleeping with men."

He pointed to a corner of the room and said, "There is still space there. You can go outside and chop down a tree and make a bed there."

Wumu's cabin has about 20 to 30 square meters of space except for the bathroom, and it doesn't look too crowded if you put a bed in it.

Ganazi looked in the direction Wumu pointed and found that there was indeed room for a bed in that corner.

He turned around and walked out of the house with a somewhat regretful expression, "Oh~ okay then..."

Wumu was sitting on the edge of the bed. Seeing Ganazi's disappointed look, he couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Why does he still feel regretful?"

Fortunately, Wumu's cabin is built in the mountains, surrounded by tall and dense trees, so it is easy to obtain materials.

Ganazi walked to a thick tree and gently tapped the waist of the tree with his finger. In an instant, a white light formed in a circle and the tree fell down.

Ganazi caught the big tree firmly and placed it gently on the ground, thinking, "It's late at night, so it's better not to make too much noise. There are still people resting in the village at the foot of the mountain."

Looking back on the time he followed Wumu, Ganazi couldn't help but sigh: He has really changed a lot. How could he have cared about these details before?

Ganazi placed his palm on the tree trunk, and with a flash of white light, the bark fell off instantly, and the branches and leaves at the top of the tree also broke off, making a slight rustling sound. He carefully cleaned these branches and leaves, and then began to use the energy condensed in his hands to carve the trunk into the shape of a bed.

The night was deep, and the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on the ground like broken silver. The mottled light and shadow looked particularly quiet in the darkness.

Finally, after long waiting and hard work, a simple but strong wooden bed was taken shape.

Ganazi gently lifted the wooden bed, trying not to make any noise, and carefully walked back to the hut.

Ganazi placed the wooden bed in the corner of the room, patted the sawdust on his hands, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Wumu stood up, walked to the wooden bed, looked at it carefully, and nodded, "Then go to sleep! Hyperbolic Time Chamber has been practicing for two years, and now it's time to relax."

After saying that, he returned to his bed, lay down gently, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall asleep instantly.

Ganazi saw that Wumu had fallen asleep. He scratched his head and began to take off his large martial arts uniform. His tail flicked behind him. He turned off the light and lay sideways on the bed, feeling the hardness and coolness of the wooden bed.

The house was quiet, except for the occasional chirping of insects outside the window.

The early morning sunlight shines into the house through the windows, warm and soft, like covering the whole room with a layer of golden gauze.

Wumu slowly opened his eyes. The good sleep last night made him feel more comfortable than ever before. He turned his head and saw that Ganazi had gotten up and was exercising outside the house.

Wumu stood up, walked outside, breathed in the fresh air, and felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He stretched out and felt every cell in his body cheering.

"Master Wumu, good morning!" Ganazi saw Wumu waking up and greeted him warmly.

"Good morning, Ganazi." Wumu responded with a smile.

Last night was the most comfortable sleep he had had in years, which made him feel much lighter physically and mentally.

Wumu looked around, the morning breeze was blowing gently, birds were chirping happily in the treetops, and the mountains in the distance were shrouded in morning mist, looking mysterious and peaceful.

He turned to Ganazi and said, "There are many animals in the mountains. If you are hungry, go catch a few. Don't worry about me. Then continue to maintain the Super Saiyan form and try fishing."

Ganazi nodded after hearing this, with a look of excitement on his face.

He exploded on the spot and instantly transformed into Super Saiyan, with golden flames flashing around him. His eyes became sharp, and his whole person seemed to be filled with infinite power. Then, he jumped up and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Wumu stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and felt the coolness of the morning breeze blowing across his cheeks.

His feet were slightly apart, as steady as Mount Tai, and his hands were slowly raised, as if holding up an invisible cloud. He began to play Tai Chi, and his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, continuously.

The first pose is starting. Wumu draws an arc in front of his chest with his hands, and his body sinks slightly, like a tree trunk rooted in the earth. His breathing and movements are perfectly synchronized and natural. Every move and every pose contains deep inner energy, as if it can guide the power of heaven and earth.

The second pose is to separate the left and right wild horses' manes. Wumu's right hand slowly pushes out, and his left hand is retracted back, and his body rotates accordingly, like a horse galloping on the grassland. His movements are light and powerful, full of natural rhythm. At this time, he seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment, without any distractions, focusing on every subtle change.

The third posture, Bai He spreads its wings. His hands spread out like wings and his body leaned forward slightly, as if a Bai He was about to spread its wings and fly high. At this moment, Wumu felt an unprecedented tranquility and power, as if the whole world was under his control.

The fourth posture is to hug the knees and step forward. Wumu steps forward with his right foot, presses down with his left hand, and draws his right hand from the side, as if he is hugging a huge tree trunk. His movements are like flowing water, continuous, and every detail is full of power and beauty.

The fifth position is to wave the pipa. His left hand draws an arc in front of his chest, and his right hand is waved gently on the side, as if playing a melodious pipa song. At this time, Wumu's state of mind has reached a new height, as if he is in dialogue with heaven and earth, feeling an indescribable harmony and tranquility.

Wumu's movements gradually slowed down, and finally stopped in a closed posture. His body leaned forward slightly, and his hands were frozen in the air like powerful sculptures.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out.

At this moment, Wumu's state of mind was like a calm lake, without a trace of ripples. He felt the flow of energy in his body, and the feeling of fullness made him feel satisfied and peaceful from the bottom of his heart.

Slowly opening his eyes, his gaze became deep and calm, flashing with a silver light.

"Bajiquan has already matured,"

"Now I'm just waiting for Tai Chi to reach perfection. By then, I have a feeling that there will be new discoveries."

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