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

Chapter 362 Seeking to the Celestial Master to Modify Thunder Magic

A gentle breeze from the river caressed my face, carrying a slight coolness from the moisture.

On the waterway to Jiayuan City.

Han Li stood alone at the stern of the boat, the river breeze ruffling his clothes and tousling the hair on his forehead.

He gazed at the road he had come from, his eyes filled with a touch of youthful confusion.

No matter how calm and composed he may be, he is still just a sixteen-year-old boy at this moment.

This is the first time I've been so far from home. The road ahead is long, and I don't know what the future holds. Will I ever be able to return to the small mountain village where I was born and raised, and see my parents and younger sister again? Everything is unknown.

Moreover, because he ran away secretly, Han Li didn't dare to see Li Feiyu or his family, and didn't even say goodbye.

Everything happened so suddenly.

In contrast to his sorrow at parting, Mo Yu, an ordinary man in the cabin, was carefree, holding a bag of braised beef and eating it with gusto.

Seeing Han Li standing alone at the stern for a long time, he finally came out slowly, carrying a package of oiled paper, and handed the fragrant beef to Han Li:

"Want some? This old-established restaurant's braised beef is really quite good."

Han Li glanced down at the dark reddish-brown, marbled beef, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily, but he still shook his head.
"Thank you, but I don't have much of an appetite right now."

Without saying a word, the mortal Mo Yu grabbed the largest piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth:
"Hey, that's why I'm giving you this food because I didn't have an appetite! This kind of delicious food is the best way to whet your appetite!"

Han Li had been frugal since childhood, so he was reluctant to spit out the beef in his mouth.

She glared at Mo Yu with a hint of helplessness, then resignedly began to chew.

However, as he chewed, his appetite for insects was indeed awakened, and the lingering sorrow of parting in his heart was somewhat diluted.

When the mortal Mo Yu saw Han Li reach into the bowl to take food, he smiled with satisfaction.

Turning around, he gazed back in the direction he had come from and said softly:
"Two years."

"Ok?"

Han Li was engrossed in dealing with a piece of beef tendon when he heard this. He glanced at Mo Yu with a puzzled look, not understanding the meaning behind his seemingly nonsensical words.

"Let's make a promise to ourselves."

The mortal Mo Yu also turned his head to meet Han Li's gaze:

"No matter what, we will definitely come back in two years."

"At that time, we will become stronger and have the right to control our own destiny and that of others."

This will allow me to better help my family and protect my friends, instead of having to flee silently like I do now.

Looking at the determined light in Mo Yu's eyes, Han Li's confusion was instantly dispelled.

He nodded heavily, engraving this "two-year promise" deep in his heart.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Mo Yu and chuckled:
"Yu Zitong had been away from home for several years, and despite his arduous cultivation, he had only reached the eighth level of the Everlasting Spring Technique. In the end, he even died in a foreign land."

"We don't even have cultivation techniques beyond the eighth level yet, and you're so confident?"

The mortal Mo Yu grabbed another piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, then looked at Han Li and chuckled:

"I don't have confidence in 'us,' I have confidence in 'you.' As for me, I'll just lie back and relax. Getting stronger is entirely up to you."

Han Li shook his head with a wry smile.

He had no idea where Mo Yu got such confidence from. Even he himself was uncertain about that vague future.

Mo Yu smiled without saying a word, but thought to himself: I'll tell you, I've read the script.

He left the Seven Mysteries Sect, the beginner village, two years ahead of schedule, and had a transmigrator who knew the plot well and had a cheat code by his side.

If you still can't reach the thirteenth level after two years, then you might as well give up on cultivating immortality and just buy a block of tofu and kill yourself.

Being this stupid, if he doesn't die today, he'll eventually die from his own stupidity.
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A world for one, Nathan Island.

After months of intensive construction, the once desolate island has been completely transformed.

Especially at the north and south ends, all kinds of futuristic buildings have sprung up, clearly aiming to become a top-level research center.

A pavilion was also built on the summit of the peak where Mo Yu often came to bask in the sun.

Inside the pavilion, there are stone tables and benches.

Zhang Zhiwei, sitting cross-legged in the pavilion with Mo Yu, slowly brewed a pot of tea.

The aroma of tea wafted through the air, mingling with the crisp mountain air, and he closed his eyes contentedly, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

Since Mo Yu's last major move, although he has been under even more pressure from the Heavenly Limits, it has also reduced his worldly troubles and given him a lot of peace and quiet.

Even the matter of the Eight Extraordinary Skills was suppressed.

Hilarious! Two humanoid nuclear weapons are squatting behind you watching the show. Even if you're after money, you should carefully consider whether you're alive to spend it.

Mo Yu flipped through the thread-bound booklet in her hand again, then tossed it to Zhang Zhiwei:

"Old Celestial Master, what do you think of this?"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the martial arts manual called "Eternal Spring Skill" but did not reach out to take it.

Instead, he slowly poured the brewed tea into two teacups.

In fact, he had already seen it.

She casually pushed one of the teacups towards Mo Yu with a gentle touch before speaking:

"First, it absorbs energy to temper the limbs and bones; then it compresses the energy, transforming it from a gaseous state to a liquid state, and then from a liquid state to a solid state, finally forming an energy core within the dantian to store more energy."

Although it follows the path of internal alchemy and the cultivation of both body and mind, it seems more like the external alchemy school.

Mo Yu nodded. The old master's insight was indeed spot on. He thought so too.

The cultivation techniques were nothing special; in fact, he looked down on them because they were so crude. What was truly special was the "spiritual energy" of the mortal world, and the "spiritual roots" that living beings naturally evolved to adapt to that special environment.

Mo Yu took the tea, took a small sip, then looked at Zhang Zhiwei and asked:
Do you think that the 'spiritual root' mentioned above can be obtained through acquired means?

"Based on the information in this book, and our deductions, the so-called 'spiritual root' should be a special constitution that living beings develop in a special energy environment in order to better survive and evolve, and to communicate with and absorb the energy of the 'outer world'."

Zhang Zhiwei's gaze fell on the cultivation manual on the table. After a moment of contemplation, he said:
"As for what kind of 'spiritual energy' you are talking about, I have never personally experienced it, so I cannot make any rash judgments."

However, if it's merely about absorbing energy from the 'outer world,' with our current cultivation levels, there shouldn't be any problem with absorption; at most, we might just have difficulty digesting it.

He wasn't exaggerating when he said that.

Both of them had almost reached the end of their life cultivation in this world.

The body can now freely switch between physical and semi-energetic forms.

What remains is nothing more than grinding away at the problem and slowly accumulating the difference in "quantity".

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu rolled her eyes:

"I'm asking about other people, those ordinary people! If it were me, what would I need spiritual roots for?

Zhang Zhiwei took a sip of tea; Mo Yu was practically laying his cards on the table.

Perhaps it's a blessed land, or perhaps it's a rift in time and space.
In short, this kid probably possesses the means to travel to other worlds, no wonder his strength has increased so rapidly.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei remained silent for a long time, Mo Yu did not press him further.

He also knew that unless he truly came into contact with spiritual energy, anything he said was just nonsense.

“You are an expert in thunder magic. I will have to trouble you to help create a Five Thunder Orthodox Method similar to this ‘Eternal Spring Skill’.”

"Okay."

Zhang Zhiwei readily agreed and immediately extended his hand:
"Let me, this old Taoist priest, first study what that 'spiritual energy' actually looks like."

Mo Yu pursed her lips, casually took out a dimly lit low-grade spirit stone from the storage space in the chat group, and handed it over.

Although this was Zhang Zhiwei's first time encountering a spirit stone, with his keen eye, he only had to play with it for a moment before he realized that the jade-like stone's internal energy was almost completely depleted.

He immediately squinted at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu replied with an emoji that said, "This thing is very precious. I don't have many of them. You're getting a great deal."

Zhang Zhiwei was too lazy to argue with this stingy guy any longer.

He gripped the spirit stone, which was no bigger than a jade pendant, and forcibly absorbed the remaining spiritual energy within it.

A strange energy, carrying a slight burning sensation, surged into his palm.

To be honest, the process of absorbing spiritual energy is not pleasant at all.

After all, this energy does not belong to this world, and the people of this world have no adaptability to so-called "spiritual power".

However, with Zhang Zhiwei's cultivation level, this pain was so intense that he couldn't even frown.

With an indifferent expression, he guided the faint spiritual energy, circulating it through his meridians for a complete cycle.

Instead of absorbing it, it tried to "feed" the spiritual energy with its own pure and powerful true qi, and finally poured it back into the spirit stone.

"how?"

Mo Yu asked.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't speak, but simply opened his palm to show him the spirit stone... which was visibly brighter.

"As expected of the old master, he is indeed incredibly intelligent."

Mo Yu gave a thumbs-up in praise.

Zhang Zhiwei pursed his lips, casually tossed the spirit stone onto the table, and picked up his tea to sip it.

"I'm not like Zhou Meng from Wudang, don't try to use that trick on me."

"hehe."

Mo Yu smiled and picked up the spirit stone, playing with it as he completely filled the low-grade spirit stone with his own true qi.
"How does it feel?"

"This item... can indeed be beneficial to the growth of my cultivation."

Zhang Zhiwei first nodded in acknowledgment of its value, and then said,

"However, the required number is quite large."

Moreover, spiritual energy doesn't exist in our world; aside from using it for body tempering, cultivating spiritual energy is of little use.

Mo Yu nodded in agreement with Zhang Zhiwei's opinion, then turned to ask:
"When will you give me that cultivation technique?"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him unhappily:
"Aren't you going to promise me anything? You just want me to do things for you for nothing?"

Mo Yu smiled and said, "Who doesn't know that you, Old Master, are pure and noble, and indifferent to fame and fortune..."

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him, as if to say: If you keep playing this trick, I'm really going to turn on you.

Mo Yu immediately changed the subject:
"Someday, someday I'll take the old master to the far north ice plains to eat seafood! The sea snakes there are so delicious, icy and smooth, and the meat is incredibly chewy!"

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and glanced at Changchun Kung Fu:
"I can give you the cultivation manual tomorrow. However, your manual is incomplete. At most, I can only help you repair and deduce the part up to the point before 'compressing spiritual energy'."

"As for the rest, you'd better find me a complete exercise manual that I can refer to."

Otherwise, relying solely on deduction might lead to unforeseen problems, potentially harming the trainee.

'Before compressing spiritual energy, that means... before the Foundation Establishment stage?'

Mo Yu calculated it and found it to be roughly the same as her previous estimate, so she immediately nodded in agreement:

"Okay, it's a deal!"

(End of this chapter)