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

Chapter 210 Did Master take the wrong medicine today?
The next morning.

As dawn broke, the hero Mo Yu, along with two women, arrived at the foot of Mount Emei.

Although the Vermilion Bird could fly directly to the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, the heroes Mo Yu came to seek scriptures, not to attack the mountain, so they couldn't adopt an aggressive posture.

As we approached the mountain gate, a shaved-head nun, dressed in a simple grey robe, slowly came out to greet us.

"This humble monk, Yan Jing'an, has come to pay a visit."

The first to speak was not Mo Yu, one of the heroes, but Yan Jing'an.

This is why the hero Mo Yu didn't run away alone, but instead took two women with him.

As the living successor of Cihang Jingzhai, Yan Jing'an enjoys extremely high natural prestige among the righteous path, especially among Buddhist and Taoist forces.

The Heaven Sword was melted down by the War Maniac, and the heroes Mo Yu couldn't produce it, leaving them with no more bargaining chips.

How can we obtain the Emei Nine Yang Skill from the Emei Sect?

To be honest, he wasn't sure either, so he could only take it one step at a time.

According to Nan Xian, the "pretty but useless" guy, even in the online gaming world, the Emei Nine Yang Skill is an exclusive skill of the Emei Sect.

Players have only two ways to acquire skills: either join the Emei Sect or buy skill books from Emei players at a high price. There is no other way.

Now that we're in reality, while it's not quite as rigid as a game, we have to admit that this skill isn't so easy to obtain.

Back then, Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng wrote several letters requesting it, but the Emei Sect refused each time.

It's not that Master Zhang isn't influential enough; it's just that the Emei Sect is too weak, there's nothing we can do about it!
Shaolin has seventy-two unique skills, but they don't care about the Shaolin Nine Yang Skill.

With Master Zhang at Wudang, they didn't really care about the Wudang Nine Yang Skill.

However, the Emei Sect lacks both historical foundation and influential figures.

The Emei Nine Yang Skill is already a pillar of the sect, how could it be given to an outsider?

The chivalrous Mo Yu lowered his head, pondering these causes and effects, his mind a jumbled mess.

Fortunately, Cihang Jingzhai has a lot of influence.

"Please follow me, all three of you."

Upon hearing the name Yan Jing'an, the nun who came out to greet them showed a hint of respect in her eyes. She didn't even bother to announce their arrival; instead, she slightly turned aside and led the three of them towards the mountain gate.

Shan Yuru was the last to arrive, deliberately slowing her pace.

She was a demonic witch, and although she hadn't been in the martial arts world for long and almost no one knew her, she still had to keep a low profile in this righteous sect.

Especially Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect, whose name resounds throughout the martial arts world, came entirely from the Demon Slayer Sect. Her actions are always aimed at annihilation, leaving no room for mercy.

Looking up, she saw Yan Jing'an enjoying the nun's flattery, which made her feel even more resentful.

She wanted to turn around and chat with Mo Yu, but he looked thoughtful and completely ignored her.

This left Shan Yuru with no choice but to sulk alone.

All of them were martial artists, and their movements were swift and agile. In no time, they had reached the mountainside.

A quaint courtyard suddenly comes into view.

An old plum tree leans against a stone wall, its buds just beginning to bloom, releasing a subtle fragrance that mingles with the low murmur of the pines, adding a touch of Zen-like tranquility.

Just then, Abbess Miejue, along with Bei Jinyi and Ding Minjun, happened to walk by. Upon seeing the newcomers, they paused in their tracks.

The welcoming nun stepped forward and whispered, "Master, Sister-in-law Yan Jing'an from Cihang Jingzhai requests an audience."

"Yes, I understand," Abbess Miejue replied indifferently.

He waved for the nun to step back, flicked his whisk, and paused slightly when his gaze swept over the group of heroes, including Mo Yu, before landing on Yan Jing'an, where he raised his palm in a salute.

Yan Jing'an responded with Buddhist gestures.

As fellow Buddhists, and both frequently traveling the martial world, they met quite often and developed a good relationship.

"Come with me first, and we can talk inside if you need anything." Abbess Miejue didn't say much and turned to walk towards the reception room.

The group of heroes, led by Mo Yu, followed closely behind the women and entered the courtyard. The reception room was simply furnished, with a few rattan chairs around the perimeter and a character for "Zen" hanging on the wall, written in a vigorous and powerful style.

After everyone was seated, Bei Jinyi brought out a tea set from the backyard and skillfully poured tea for them.

"Junior Brother Mo, it's been a long time."

He handed the teacup to Mo Yu, a member of the group of heroes. After not seeing her for a long time, she had a joyful smile on her face and her autumn eyes were sparkling.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Bei."

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, casually accepted the teacup, speaking gently but offering no further comment.

Pei Jinyi first felt a little disappointed.

But then I thought, this is still the same aloof and sharp-tongued man, like a hedgehog, giving no one a chance to get close.

On the other side, Abbess Miejue and Yan Jing'an exchanged a few words in hushed tones and had a general idea of ​​the purpose of their visit. Knowing that she had come with the group of heroes, Mo Yu, Abbess Miejue quickly turned her attention to this side.

Rumors circulated that the hero Mo Yu had returned the Heaven-Slaying Sword to Emei, a fact she had long heard of.

Upon receiving the news, she anticipated that someone would intercept them halfway, so she dispatched many elite disciples and even personally went to key routes to search for them, attempting to reclaim this sect's treasure.

Months passed, but there was no news at all; the Heaven-Slaying Sword seemed to have sunk into the sea.

This made Abbess Miejue extremely anxious and unable to eat or sleep.

Although the Emei Sect is considered a righteous sect, it is the only sect in the martial arts world today without a grandmaster presiding over it.

Over the years, she has single-handedly supported the family.

Previously, with the Heaven-Slaying Sword, she was able to unleash master-level combat power by following a similar path to the Luo Wang Sword Slaves.

Seven years ago, the Heaven Sword was seized by Zhang Sanfeng, and the Emei Sect began to live a precarious and increasingly difficult life.

Over the years, she had come to understand Zhang Zhenren's intentions.

This was because Master Zhang couldn't bear to see her, a descendant of Guo Xiang, going further and further down the evil path of relying on external things, so he took away the Heaven-Slaying Sword and forced her to become independent and strong.

She also knew that she shouldn't rely on a sword, and the future of the Emei Sect should not be entrusted to an inanimate object. True strength should come from self-cultivation.

Understanding something is one thing, doing it is another.

For many years, Abbess Miejue relied on the Heaven-Slaying Sword to establish her authority. Suddenly losing it caused her unbearable pain, like a drug addiction withdrawal.

That sword had long been integrated into her martial arts and life; every day she lost it felt as if a spine had been removed from her body.

Not only did he fail to forge a new path on his own as Zhang Sanfeng had wished, but he also became restless due to anxiety, and his spiritual realm was on the verge of collapse.

When she sat alone late at night, she tried several times to achieve the state of oneness with the sword by 'annihilating' the sword intent, so as to step into the threshold of the Celestial Master.

But whenever the sword intent reaches its peak, a sense of emptiness wells up in his heart.

Without the Heaven-Slaying Sword, the integrity of that martial arts is impossible to achieve!

In the main seat, Abbess Miejue picked up her teacup and took a sip, her fingertips trembling slightly as she tried her best to maintain the dignity of a sect leader.

His gaze involuntarily swept towards the group of heroes, Mo Yu, several times, with an indescribable longing hidden deep in his eyes.

They yearn for the whereabouts of the Heaven-Slaying Sword and long to regain their former glory.

However, how could she bring it up on her own initiative?
Even if the rumors were rampant, even if they were true, she couldn't take them seriously!
At that very moment, Mo Yu, a member of the group of heroes, sat opposite Bei Jinyi, chatting idly without mentioning the Heaven Sword at all.

The fire in Abbess Miejue's heart burned ever brighter. She tried to suppress her emotions, but her breathing gradually became heavy, and her chest heaved, causing her loose monk's robe to tremble slightly.

"Ahem!" She could no longer contain herself, coughed softly, put down her teacup, and turned to look at the group of heroes, Mo Yu:
"Since our parting, several months have passed. Rumors in the martial world say that my nephew has reached the Innate Realm. Seeing him now, his demeanor is calm and composed, truly living up to the name of a young grandmaster. In less than ten years, our righteous path will probably have another Celestial Realm grandmaster."

Although the words were meant as a compliment, the tone was slightly stiff.

For Abbess Miejue, who rarely praised anyone, to say this much was already the result of her racking her brains.

If it weren't for the whereabouts of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, no matter how much she thought highly of this junior, she would never have said such a thing.

Ding Minjun stared at her master in astonishment, while Bei Jinyi sipped her tea, not daring to look up, though a hint of surprise flickered in her eyes.

Did Master take the wrong medicine today?
(End of this chapter)