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

Chapter 289 Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley
Leave the warehouse.

Ruan Feng then went to Wudang with Zhou Sheng, intending to see if there were any sexual cultivation techniques in the Wudang tradition that could solve his problem.

If there's really no other way, then we can only ask Zhou Sheng's younger brother, Zhou Meng, who is also the current leader of Wudang, to think of a solution.

Contact a high-ranking Quanzhen master and ask him to go and practice Quanzhen for a while.

The night market lights today are much more vibrant than I remember.

"It's really lively!"

Looking at the dazzling street scene, Ruan Feng silently swallowed.

I forced myself to shift my attention to other things in order to suppress the almost uncontrollable, overwhelming appetite within me.

A hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes:

"Third Brother, I suddenly remembered the scene when Fourth Brother first summoned us after we became sworn brothers... Do you remember?"

Zhou Sheng's face darkened, and he immediately thought of some unpleasant memories—

The spell of the devil of the heaven of transformation!
Back then, Ma Ben was full of confidence, thinking he had strong sexual abilities, and then that bastard Wu Gensheng pulled out a wicked incantation.

Once it is recited, it will forcibly pull the practitioner into an inner vision, satisfying all their desires and causing them to unconsciously sink into their own various desires.

Even Wugensheng himself was once tricked and succumbed to it for a whole day. In the end, he only managed to be forcibly awakened from that boundless sea of ​​desire by relying on pre-set coercive measures.

And yet, they used something so dangerous to mess with the mentality of their sworn brothers! They truly deserve to die!!

Especially Zhou Sheng, as a sorcerer, is inherently prone to getting lost in his inner world.

To be honest, that thing is even more frightening than the side effects of his Feng Hou Qi Men technique!

After all, once you truly master the 'Feng Hou Qi Men' technique, you can break free from the inner world.

The Paranirmitavasavartin Mantra is different. Unless one can truly achieve a state of no thought and let go of everything, it is very difficult to extricate oneself from it as long as there is even the slightest attachment or greed in one's heart.

However, this thing is actually a supreme scripture of Tantric Buddhism. If one can survive this ordeal, the benefits will be immense.
Ruan Feng's eyes were filled with reminiscence, seemingly unaware of Zhou Sheng's expression, and his voice carried a hint of melancholy:

"Back then, all thirty-six of us brothers gathered together in a lively atmosphere. It was just as fun. We shared our experiences and talked about our futures."

It's lamentable that nowadays... those still alive are probably fewer than a handful.

"Besides the two of us and Wugensheng, I'm afraid... only Gu Qiting might still be alive."

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but sigh softly:

"See the whole picture of the world? Ha, even if you did, what good would it do?"

Ruan Feng rubbed his head.

Back then, all eight of them had reached the end of their own paths and developed their own unique skills.

However, because everyone's heart is different and their desires are different, the things they ultimately realize will vary in quality.

Xiao Feng and Zi Bu's methods, even if they are advanced, are nothing more than using external means.

By relying on external resources to cultivate oneself, one can achieve a higher level of understanding.

Ruan Feng, however, was even worse than Xiao Feng and Zi Bu, becoming a glutton who only took in and never gave out.

Duanmu Ying possessed a compassionate heart to save the world, yet he was a doctor who could not heal himself.

Gu Qiting wanted to see the whole picture of the world, Zhang Huaiyi wanted to explore the end of magic, and Zhou Sheng also had the ambition to master the changes of all things.

Of these three, the one with the highest aspirations and the one whose ending was relatively good was the one with the best.

Among them, Zhou Sheng was the most carefree.

As he pondered, for some reason, Ruan Feng recalled the young Taoist priest who had obtained the coordinates from his memories, a man of exceptional talent no less than his fourth brother, and who always wore a black Taoist robe:

"Third Brother, do you think... if Mo Yu really goes to that place, what kind of path will he take?"

"Ha, he can't figure out a single thing. High talent and ambition are good, but too much of a good thing is not necessarily so!"

Zhou Sheng sneered: "Back then, if I hadn't woken up in time and realized that wanting to control all the changes in this world was just an unrealistic delusion!"

Thus, I shifted my thinking to introspection, grasping all changes within myself, and ultimately comprehended the principle of 'transforming myself into king'... Let alone creating the Feng Hou Qi Men, I'd probably have turned into a pile of rotten flesh long ago!"

"If we're talking about natural talent, who among us can compare to Wugensheng? The gods are powerful, and the gods are powerful because they are one! What was the result?"
Our methods have all advanced, except for him! Even now, I still don't know if he's grasped anything deeper.

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Ruan Feng fell silent after hearing this.

Indeed, Mo Yu uses their advanced techniques as a foundation, so his starting point is really too high!
He's even taller than Fourth Brother!

The difficulty he faces in advancing to the next level will definitely be greater than that of his fourth brother!
The moon was dim and the stars were few; the night was cool as water.

A black supercar was parked at the foot of the mountain.

"So that's where Wugensheng first gathered his sworn brothers?"

Mo Yu sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window, but he didn't see anything unusual about the mountain.

He suddenly began to doubt whether Qu Tong was trying to fool him.

"It's still quite a distance; we'll have to cross two more mountains. But we'll have to walk; cars can't go that way."

Qu Tong sat in the driver's seat, lazily propping her head up with one hand, looking at him with a smile in her eyes.

Her expression was exactly like that of a rich woman who wanted to harass a respectable married man.

Mo Yu got out of the car without hesitation.

Qu Tong gave him a somewhat strange feeling. He had already dated Feng Shayan, and with the experienced Qin Shi Moyu by his side, he was no longer the emotional novice he once was.

This woman... how should I put it?
The feeling he got from her was completely different from Feng Shayan's initial complex emotions, which were driven by self-interest, with a little bit of admiration and a desire to conquer him.

This guy is like a cat in heat during its egg-laying period.

He felt no affection for himself, only a very primal and pure desire—a pure craving for the DNA within him that had undergone several evolutions.

If it's just about getting something from him, and it's merely an exchange of interests, then he might not necessarily object.

So, Hajitong, you actually want to have my babies?! That's terrifying!
If Qu Tong hadn't possessed a lot of intelligence, Mo Yu really wouldn't have wanted to get too close to her.

Whether it's the Eight Extraordinary Skills line or Nathan Island, Qu Tong can indeed provide him with a lot of help.

There was no other way, so he had to sacrifice his looks with tears in his eyes.

"Let's go, stay close."

Qu Tong also got out of the car, grabbed a small bag, and slung it over her shoulder.

Mo Yu nodded and followed behind her at a leisurely pace.

Qu Tong glanced at Mo Yu hanging behind her, then sped forward at full speed.

After several contacts.

She has roughly figured out some of Mo Yu's behavioral patterns.

In certain areas where Mo Yu doesn't care much, she can test the waters a little more recklessly. Even if she goes a little too far, Mo Yu usually won't directly turn on her or take action.

However, this is a matter that involves improving one's strength, something that Mo Yu cares about.

If she dares to cause trouble, Mo Yu really dares to kill her directly!
The two sped through the mountains and forests for a while, but Mo Yu's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Qu Tong was startled. She had just noticed his departure, and before she could react, she wondered what he had gone off to do.

The next instant, Mo Yu's figure reappeared behind her, holding a burly white man who had been knocked unconscious as if he were a chick.

"This guy has been secretly watching us, and he was even planning to tell someone about our whereabouts. Do you know who he is?"

"Judging from their clothing and equipment, they should be Behemoth's men."

Qu Tong glanced at him casually and, based on recent intelligence, roughly guessed the man's identity.

As an information broker, she's a professional.

However, what intrigued her was:
"Now that you've mastered the Dual Hands, why don't you just read his memories?"

"When you use unconventional methods like 'soul searching' as a regular practice... you'll die from it sooner or later!"

Mo Yu put his hands in his sleeves and said calmly.

Although he was ruthless in killing, he still maintained a basic sense of awe for life itself.

more importantly……

"The Double-Handed Technique, created to save the world and help people, should not be used in these ways, much less stained with a trace of dirty blood."

Qu Tong remained silent for a while.

In a daze, it seemed as if someone had said something similar to me.

A slender hand, burning with blue qi flames, pressed against the white man's head, extracted a memory, and casually crushed it.

“It is indeed Behemoth’s people. Their last group of scouts was wiped out, so they sent a new group.”

Qu Tong looked up at Mo Yu and asked with a smile, "I've erased his memories, so you don't need to kill him to silence him anymore. Tell me... does what I did count as... saving a life?"

Mo Yu originally really wanted to kill this person.

Having traveled back and forth between several worlds, his understanding of human life had long since become increasingly indifferent.

Domestic laws and morals still hold sway over his subconscious, exerting a certain restraining effect, but this only applies to ordinary citizens in downtown areas.

He could crush any foreign stranger he encountered deep in the mountains who clearly had ill intentions without any psychological burden.

At the same time, he could also tell that Qu Tong's emotions seemed to have fluctuated because of what he had just said.

Mo Yu's gaze fell on her hands.

Considering that Qu Tong had indeed been of considerable help to him on these occasions, and given that he didn't have any prejudice against certain groups, he offered some advice:

"Killing or saving lives doesn't matter. What I really meant was that a person's habits in using techniques can affect their character, and their character can in turn affect their perspective."

"Since Senior Duanmu Ying created this technique to heal the sick and save lives, if we, as her successors, want to fully master it, we must stand in the same position as her to view and even use this technique."

"Without a heart that respects the 'Tao' and the 'creator of the Tao,' one will never be able to truly establish oneself on the path of spiritual cultivation!"

Qu Tong kept her head down and silently continued to lead the way.

At this moment, her understanding of Mo Yu's talent deepened.

This... is probably what the Taoist scriptures refer to as a person with truly 'superior innate qualities'!

When an ordinary practitioner obtains a cultivation manual, they usually only think about how to cultivate and apply it from the perspective of the manual itself.

Mo Yu's gaze seemed to penetrate the techniques, transcending the constraints of time and space, and seeing the creators who wrote them down, directly communicating with those sages 'face to face'.

Even... we can use the 'vision' and 'thinking' of those sages when they created this method to examine and delve into the core and true meaning of this practice!

As the creator of this cultivation method, how could his cultivation possibly have reached a bottleneck? How could his progress not be incredibly rapid?

(End of this chapter)