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

Chapter 219 Shaolin Nine Yang Skill

Zen Awakening Demon Heart Sutra, Lotus Divine Leg, White Lotus Ice Blade, Ice Soul Sword Technique, Containing Sumeru in a Mustard Seed...

After Mo Yu agreed to help take care of Han Lin'er, Han Shantong generously poured out all his martial arts knowledge, passing it all on to him, except for the Divine Wandering Technique, which he never mentioned.

This unique skill is extremely profound; it is the driving force behind the Lotus Petal Lady technique and also the last trump card he left for Han Lin'er.

After a year of deep thought, he and Xiangxiang have created an improved version of the "Divine Travel Beyond the Material World Technique," which is sufficient to make up for the defect of "same sex repulsion."

Although Mo Yu is strong, he is ultimately an outsider.

Even though Han Shantong was generous, he wouldn't offer up all his chips at once upon their first meeting.

Making large bets is fine, but to give away everything at once is just being a pure gambler and a fool.

Beyond the sea of ​​consciousness, the sunlight in the guest room is soft, shining through the carved window lattice onto the wooden table, creating a warm glow.

Mo Moyu leaned back in her chair, rubbing her slightly sore temples.
"To help Han Lin'er gain a foothold in the White Lotus Sect?"

This was a task given to him by Han Shantong, and the reward was the whereabouts of the Myriad Realms Treasury. That treasure, containing boundless knowledge, was enough to tempt anyone.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes. With Han Lin'er and Zhou Zhiruo by his side, he could consider using some unorthodox methods to force Han Shantong to submit.

"Master Han, your beloved niece is so beautiful... You wouldn't want them to suffer some... unspeakable things in front of you, would you?"

The thought was fleeting, and he quickly dismissed it.

No need.

Han Shantong was, after all, a powerful and ruthless figure. If things really came to a point of mutual destruction, such as self-destruction of his primordial spirit, it wouldn't be a good thing.

Moreover, he had already clashed with Zhu Yuanzhang, and the heroes were unwilling to compete for that position, so Han Lin'er might be a good choice for him.

With Han Shantong's political legacy, Han Lin'er certainly had unique advantages in participating in the struggle for power, and her simple nature made her more suitable than Zhu Yuanzhang to be an ally who could be brought to the forefront yet controlled.

"Senior Brother Moyu..."

Zhou Zhiruo's voice pulled him back to reality.

Ever since she noticed that Mo Yu and Han Lin'er's auras had both gone slumber, she had been anxiously watching over them, but dared not disturb them.

Seeing Mo Yu open his eyes, she quickly stepped forward, her voice tinged with urgency:

"Senior brother, are you alright? Sister Lin'er, she..."

Mo Yu waved his hand lazily, interrupting her, and casually explained:
"Don't worry, I didn't do anything to Han Lin'er. I just let her enter the Taiji Heavenly Palace to cultivate, just like you did yesterday."

"I see."

Zhou Zhiruo patted her chest, and the curves of her body, faintly visible beneath her green robe, trembled slightly as she breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that Mo Yu and Han Lin'er would clash, and she would be caught in the middle, which would drive her crazy.

But then she frowned, sensing something was wrong, and asked in confusion:
"Huh? Senior Brother Moyu, that illusion... isn't it only accessible by walking into the rift you created?"

Mo Yu squinted his dead fish eyes and said calmly:

"Oh, I was just kidding."

"you--!"

Zhou Zhiruo blushed, her teeth itching with anger. She glared at him, wishing she could pounce on him and bite him.

But in the end, she suppressed the impulse, knowing that with her strength, rushing forward would only bring her humiliation.

The guy in front of her didn't know anything about being modest; he only knew how to seize any opportunity to tease her.

Just as Mo Yu was having a great time teasing the Emei junior sister, a gentle breeze suddenly wafted in through the half-open window, carrying a faint, cool, and ethereal scent of sandalwood. The next moment, Yan Jing'an's figure silently appeared in the room, her simple white Taoist robe unable to conceal her graceful figure.

Her gaze first swept across Zhou Zhiruo's flushed face and burning ears like a knife. Her cold eyes froze for a moment, as if frost was gathering, before slowly turning to Mo Yu, who was leaning back in his chair and had not yet fully composed himself.

That look in his eyes was as if he were scrutinizing something unclean!
"cough."

Mo Yu coughed lightly, sat up slightly, and toned down his languid demeanor.

He would still show some respect to Grandmaster-level experts, especially since this one held something he needed:

"As expected of the current successor of Cihang Jingzhai, your efficiency is truly extraordinary. I wonder... if the Shaolin Nine Yang Skill I requested has been obtained?"

Yan Jing'an shifted his gaze from Zhou Zhiruo to Mo Yu, his expression cold and aloof.

She regarded Zhou Zhiruo as her own sister. Although she had long known about Mo Yu's romantic entanglements and Zhou Zhiruo's feelings for him, she still found it hard to suppress the nameless fire in her heart when it actually happened right under her nose.

"The Nine Yang Skill you requested."

Although he was very angry, he still had to take out a thread-bound Buddhist scripture from his pocket and slam it on the table with a "thud".

Mo Yu didn't care about such an offense, reached out and picked up the scripture, and casually flipped through it.

His tolerance level is actually quite high, unless some idiot insists on crossing the line and dancing in the minefield.

After a cursory glance, with Mo Yu's current understanding of internal energy cultivation methods, she is no longer the martial arts novice she was at the beginning, who couldn't even understand a basic internal energy cultivation manual.

At the same time, Yan Jing'an's gaze fell on Han Lin'er.

The white lotus robe and the pink lotus mark on her cheek stirred something within her.

'The White Lotus Sect?'

She frowned, quickly sorting through the global situation in her mind.

Excluding the Yuan court, the most powerful figures in the resistance army included Liu Futong, Xu Shouhui, Zhang Shicheng, and Guo Zixing, all of whom had more or less connections with the White Lotus Sect, or at least acted under the banner of the White Lotus Sect.

Han Lin'er's outward-emitting Qi even slightly surpassed hers, indicating that she was no ordinary follower.

Yan Jing'an's mind was in complete turmoil. He had no idea when the White Lotus Sect had acquired such a grandmaster-level expert, and he was even more wary of the power that Mo Yu had hidden in the shadows.

Just as she was about to test Mo Yu, her perception, brought by the clarity of her sword heart, detected a subtle change in the person in front of her.

The ferocious beast behind the clouds quietly retreated, and what appeared before her eyes was once again the same misty fog.

"You've mastered it so quickly?" Mo Yu, a member of the group, exclaimed inwardly.

As he flipped through the Shaolin Nine Yang Skill manual in his hand, and combined it with the data of the Emei Nine Yang Skill extracted from Zhou Zhiruo, a surge of inspiration welled up in his mind.

The self-created Taiyi Golden Light Skill, used to unify the three parts of the Nine Yang Skill, is showing signs of a breakthrough.

However, all of this was suppressed by the heroes Mo Yu, and now is not the time.

He looked at Yan Jing'an with a complicated expression.

It was a very simple and easy plan, but because he didn't want to get involved in the cause and effect, he stubbornly didn't think about it.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, picked up the scripture, and stood up.
"I need to go see my Uncle-Master Miejue again. Please make yourselves at home."

Han Lin'er's spirit returned to her body, her mind filled with the modified "Divine Travel Beyond the Material World Technique." She opened her eyes groggily, and Zhou Zhiruo helped her up with concern.

Yan Jing'an took all of this into account, and seemed to be deep in thought.

(End of this chapter)