Starting from one person Jia Zhengliang

In the world of Naruto, Might Guy, the best taijutsu master in Konoha, is a little depressed because his most obedient disciple has become disobedient.

From one day on, Xiao Li became a little strange after waking up. He no longer liked to run laps in the playground, but preferred to meditate quietly.

He even had some strange insights into the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu.

Looking at the watermelon-headed man with thick eyebrows, Xiao Li felt helpless.

"Teacher Kai, no matter what you say, I will not practice the Eight Gates Ninjutsu like before.

Because I am a highly educated person and a Qigong practitioner who has studied Qi Men Dun Jia seriously.

Rest, life, injury, Du, scene, death, and startle are not what you understand them to mean...

The eight gates of the human body are all about following the right time and avoiding misfortune... It's hard for me to explain it to you clearly, but the short of it is, practicing according to what you say will only lead to a dead end!"

"Xiao Li, did you accidentally hit your head while training? Or were you cast under a genjutsu by a hostile ninja?

Don't worry, the teacher won't give up on you. I'll go find a medical ninja for you right away. If that doesn't work, I'll ask the Third Hokage for help."

It's getting even more difficult to explain, and there's a possibility of alerting the old conspirator from the third generation. I can't stay in this broken village for another day. I'd better practice Fenghou Qimen and defect!

Whoever wants to be the Hokage can be the Hokage, this is a fucking nightmare!

If sleepwalking into Naruto is a nightmare, then traveling into the world of pirates is something else.

Why should I be a fish? Aren't murlocs fish? Every other fragment could be divided into one of the Eight Wonders, but all I have left is Water Control!

This is fucking discrimination. This world is full of discrimination! Racial discrimination!

A melancholy fishman muttered to himself looking at his reflection on the sea.

"Aliang, Brother Along wants us to go to a meeting,"

When Aliang saw the pitiful little girl named Nami beside Along, he knew what he should do.

After a friendly conversation, Aaron Paradise got a new boss, while Aaron himself had a crooked nose, a swollen face, and broken bones all over his body. He lay on the ground and expressed that he had no opinion.

Standing on the high platform, facing the many bewildered fishmen brothers and the bewildered little Nami below the stage, Aliang delivered his first speech as the boss.

"I have a dream. I dream that one day, the children of the fishmen and the children of the celestial dragons will be able to sit at the same table and share the love and affection of brothers..."

Little Nami was stunned by what she heard, and the fishmen were also stunned by what they heard. From that day on, the entire pirate world went crazy!

Be crazy, that’s right. If you are not a little crazy, how can it be called a dream?

The clone who traveled to Marvel also had a dream. He dreamed of tasting all the heroes, villains, gods, and monsters in the multiverse. Only in this way could he live up to his ability as the Six-Storey Immortal Thief.

Compared to other guys' ambitions to change the world and travel to the world of food, he just wants to be an excellent chef.

Just one dish filled the hungry stomachs of the Four Heavenly Kings of Gourmet Food, and the taste was enough to shock their souls and make them intoxicated.

Of course, this dish is infused with soul.

If possible, this guy really hopes someone can inject some soul into him. Where the hell did he come from? What era is this? Why is he still wearing animal skins and tree leaves?

At this time, a majestic voice said to him, "Zuo Shi, didn't you say that you created some meaningful symbols? Show them! Remember what you called those symbols? Characters!"

Wait! Words! Creation! Who? Me?!

I was only given a copy of Tongtian Lu, can I bear such a huge cause and effect?

"It would be great to be assigned to the past. If I could go straight to the primeval world, I could become a Buddha or an ancestor. But here I am. The present is modern enough, but it's too modern. It's a bit ahead of its time!"

The person who was speaking touched the interface behind his head and muttered to himself:

"I don't even know if I've traveled through time, or if I went insane watching Black Mewtwo!

Can anyone tell me what use the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements is in this place? It doesn't even have any fucking energy.

I've been talking to you for a long time, can you understand what I'm saying?"

He was clearly the one asking the question, but before he could wait for the guy to answer, he shot him dead.

He picked up the suitcase opposite him, glanced around, and all the cameras on the streets and alleys exploded, and he left the scene cleanly and neatly.

Get on the Excalibur sports car that you modified yourself and speed through this neon-colored cyber city.

Facing the attack of Arasaka drones, his man-vehicle integration technology allowed him to advance gracefully under machine gun fire.

Looking back again, more than half of the drones suddenly turned against each other and started killing each other.

Full of hacking and technical skills, can this be considered a kind of weapon refining?

So, it’s great to dream, there is everything in dreams.

He also wanted to possess the magical powers in his dreams, but since he was a fragment of the same body, why did he have nothing?

How broken is the bottom when it is fried?

Being able to throw a fragment with nothing into such a heaven-defying world.

He drank a cup of tea, adjusted his armor, and wiped the sword in his hand.

"Pu'er, I asked you to keep an eye on Tang Sanzang... No, where are Sun Wukong and the others?"

"Master Yincha, they got into trouble on their way to collect the Dragon Balls!"

"Good opportunity! Follow me as a hero to save the beauty and take down that Bulma in one fell swoop!"

"Master Yincha, are you no longer afraid of women?"

"Fear? I'm not the same person I used to be. Now I'm just afraid that there aren't enough women around me!"

"No matter how many difficulties and powerful enemies lie ahead, no matter how poor your talent is, as long as you have a courage... a brave heart, one day you will become someone that everyone looks up to!

This is me! The enlightenment of a time traveler! "

"Time traveler! What a cool nickname! As expected of Master Yincha, he actually said such a philosophical thing!"

Yincha looked at the blue kitten beside him with some doting. He could still hold it in his arms and talk about it like this, which showed his loyalty.

Apart from anything else, as a time traveler, having such a cute creature by your side is already a very advanced configuration.

At least when you approach a girl, you can say, "Would you like to come to my house for a visit? I have a cat that can not only do backflips, but can also fly."

At least it's better than that poor guy who has only himself and a pot of flowers as the only living thing in his house.

After a hard day's work, I go home and rack my brains to write.

Doesn't he know how bad his writing is?

Is it pitiful? Not at all, because life goes on, and dreams are in my hands. As long as I keep writing, even if I can't reach the top of the world, at least looking back, I can find that I have tried my best.

This book is finished.