Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 203 Zhang Zhiwei: You're playing pretty tricks, kid.
Qin Shi Moyu's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart tightened.

He crafted this ring himself, and its detection mechanism changes according to the strength of the person using it. Its full activation at this moment means that it has reached the upper limit he set.

The ultimate Celestial Realm!

He turned his head sharply and looked to the left, following the guidance of the magical artifact.

Through the open wooden window, my gaze fell upon a tall figure with white hair and beard, his black Taoist robe billowing in the wind, his bright, restrained eyes meeting mine directly.

One glance for thousands of years.

Qin Shi Moyu was completely stunned.

'Holy crap, you old Celestial Master!'

The look in his eyes confirmed that he was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Alarm bells rang in his mind, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately initiated the request to swap bodies.

At the same moment, in the Qin Dynasty world, Mo Yu had just transmitted Ying Ge to the modern era and stuffed the unconscious Gen Shi and Li Wu into the world of Zhan Mei. He was preparing to return to Wei to plot against the old man Lian Po.

Suddenly, a request for Qin Shi Moyu to swap bodies came through the chat group.

He was slightly taken aback. Although somewhat confused, he didn't think much of it, having grown tired of this world, and readily accepted it.

After all, a change of environment is not bad.

The next moment, he looked up and met a pair of bright, restrained eyes that were quietly watching him through the window.

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Mo Yu fell silent.

These guys are really going too far!
The holes they dug were getting bigger and bigger.

He always felt that sooner or later, he would be killed by this group of 'himself'.

It was one thing to mess with the Hongwu Emperor from the Legend of the Emperor, but now they dare to provoke the Celestial Master!

Do you really think he's a god of war reborn, a master of martial arts?
Mo Yu took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her mindset, strode to the door, opened the wooden door, and bowed respectfully.
"Disciple Mo Yu, I pay my respects to the old Heavenly Master."

Zhang Zhiwei gave him a meaningful look, said nothing, and went straight into the house.

Although the parrot didn't understand what was happening, seeing its master so respectful, it immediately realized that this was an important person.

She had only been in the modern world for a short time and had not yet been exposed to its knowledge; her mind was still completely blank.

Under Mo Yu's terrified gaze, she moved her bottom off the chair and knelt down beside the table, her head lowered so low it was almost touching her fair chest.

Yingge wasn't actually kneeling in worship. As the leader of all birds, she held a certain status and usually only knelt on one knee.

However, during the Warring States period, chairs and benches were not very popular, and people mostly sat on their knees.

There's only one table in this room right now.

Our distinguished guest has arrived.

Given her status, she gave up her seat and knelt down to the side.

It does not imply anything lowly or humiliating.

This is normal operation.

You can't have your subordinate occupying one of the only two seats when important guests come over, making your host feel awkward, can you?

But this action appears to modern people who have lost the habit of kneeling.

That's absolutely explosive!

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Mo Yu.

The look in his eyes meant: 'I didn't realize you were so clever.'

Mo Yu's lips twitched; he didn't know how to explain.

"Get up."

Zhang Zhiwei slowly walked to Yingge and helped her up. Yingge looked completely bewildered.

What does this old Taoist priest mean?
I was sitting perfectly fine, why did you help me up?
Is this guy shameless, trying to take advantage of a young girl, or does he think I'm in his way?

Even with Mo Yu's limited knowledge, she didn't know how to introduce it to Ying Ge. The Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain didn't open until the Western Han Dynasty, so she simply didn't bother to introduce it.

But she couldn't be allowed to leave. Mo Yu wasn't that careless to let her wander around right after she'd just transmigrated to the modern world.

"I'll have a few words with this senior. You go over there and look through this book. Write down any questions you don't understand, and I'll explain them to you later."

Yingge realized something, nodded obediently, and walked towards the bed with the books in her arms.

Although she was full of doubts, she dared not ask any questions. She lowered her head and flipped through the pages, her curiosity growing stronger.

'Who exactly is this old Taoist priest, that he makes my master so nervous?'

Zhang Zhiwei sat on the wooden chair and did not say much about the parrot's song.

He's quite open-minded; how young people have fun in private is their own business.

He bent down and picked up a piece of draft paper that had been blown away by the wind. His eyes swept over the lines and symbols on the paper. Although he was not proficient in magical artifacts, with his cultivation level, he could understand it without any problem.

"Did you draw this?"

"Ah."

Mo Yu nodded, still puzzled as to why the Celestial Master had come all this way.

No matter how amazing Qin Shi's talent for weapon forging was, at most he was only at Old Ma's level, right? It wouldn't warrant your personal visit!

With his hands tucked into his sleeves, his eyes slightly narrowed, his mind racing.

"It seems you've mastered the art of divine craftsmanship." Zhang Zhiwei reached for his cup, his tone calm, as if chatting casually.

Mo Yu immediately picked up the kettle and respectfully poured water for the old master: "To tell you the truth, I have already learned four of the eight extraordinary skills: Divine Strategist, Wind Gate, Spirit Capture and General Command, and Heavenly Record."

“But judging from your foundation, you still have the reverse-generation triple method.” Zhang Zhiwei picked up his cup and took a sip.

"If you have the principles but not the skills, you can still acquire the skills; if you have the skills but not the principles, you will be limited to the skills. I understand this principle." Mo Yu's expression became even more respectful, and he lowered his head slightly.

He knew that the old master was giving him kind advice.

Zhang Zhiwei casually picked up another drawing on the table, flipped through it, and asked absentmindedly:

"The Triple Rebirth technique is essentially no different from the Golden Light Mantra. Do you think it can be called the 'Tao'?"

Mo Yu pondered for a moment, then replied:
"The essence of cultivation lies in 'nature' and 'life'. The Golden Light Mantra and the Reverse Life Triple are characteristics that are naturally obtained after cultivating nature and life to a certain level."

"Whether it is the Taoist principles of standing upright without casting a shadow, being impervious to water and fire, or gathering form and dispersing energy, or the Buddhist principles of divine vision, divine footwork, and knowledge of past lives, they are all merely manifestations of the Tao, that is, techniques."

He paused, his voice becoming even more steady: "The root of the Golden Light Mantra lies in Master Lü Yan's 'Taiyi Golden Flower Secret'. The Reverse Generation Triple is a new method, which is more ingenious in terms of the transformation of Qi, but it has no root."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded indifferently, put down the blueprints, and finally looked up:

"What do you think is lacking?"

"To cultivate only the physical body and not the spirit is the first and foremost ailment in spiritual practice!"

Without hesitation, Mo Yu answered decisively:
"There is no specific method for cultivating sexual energy in the Threefold Reversal of Life, although I have heard that the Three Ones Sect has methods for tempering the disciples' character and teaching them to pursue the word 'sincerity'."

"But this is just verbal instruction. Even their master couldn't achieve it. There is no practical path for them to follow or refer to, such as the 'Taiyi Jinhua Zongzhi,' which has clear guidance on the five realms of Heavenly Heart, Consciousness Spirit, Primordial Spirit, and Returning Light."

"You think the Great Immortal Zuo Ruotong isn't sincere?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei finally looked up at Mo Yu with a playful smile on his lips. "Do you know that if your master Lu Jin heard what you said, he would definitely slap you?"

Mo Yu remained expressionless and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Although I have never met the Great Ying Immortal, I have learned about his experiences and character through various channels. Even if my master were here, I would still say the same thing."

“Great Immortal, my great master is not sincere!”

(End of this chapter)