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

Chapter 175 I was obviously the one who came first

The night wind blew through the ancient trees, causing the branches and leaves to tremble slightly, and the rustling sound added a touch of tranquility.

The moonlight was like water, its cool glow scattering down. A graceful figure, braving the night wind from Hengjian Mountain, floated down from the sky. Her white gown fluttered in the wind, her sleeves fluttering in the air, a look of indescribable elegance and transcendence.

She looked down from the sky, seeing the clear stream reflecting the moon, like a fairy descending to earth, with an extraordinary temperament.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, his gaze was bright and introverted, without any trace of obsession, and his left hand quietly clenched the brass horn shield.

He breathed a sigh of relief now, the energy circulation in his body was almost broken, but he still had the external circulation of the 'external elixir'. As long as the person who came was not a master who had achieved the great perfection of heaven and man, he was confident of defeating the enemy!
But the consequence of doing so is that the injuries to this body will become more serious.

"Yan Jing'an, what are you doing chasing me?"

Shan Yuru frowned, stood sideways in front of Mo Yu, spoke in a cold tone, and stabbed the figure in white clothes like a knife, her disgust was beyond words.

At first, Mo Yu had no idea about the name. But when he noticed Shan Yuru's protective behavior, combined with her compassionate and otherworldly demeanor, fragments of memory quickly surfaced in his mind.

Yan Jing'an, the owner of "Cihang Jingzhai", the master of Jin Bingyun and Qin Mengyao.

Although she did not officially appear in the original novel of "The Return of the Condor Heroes", her legend has been circulating in the world.

She is the dream goddess of the older generation of bosses in both the black and white worlds, including "Emperor Hongwu" Zhu Yuanzhang, "Magic Master" Pang Ban, "Poison Doctor" Lie Zhenbei, and even "Fuyu Sword" Lang Fanyun, all of whom are in love with her.

Shan Yuru even unilaterally regarded him as his lifelong enemy. In the original novel, he disappeared after being defeated by him and did not dare to show up in the world for forty years.

"Since I've asked Xiuying to help you rescue him, I'm certainly not here to hunt you down. There's no need to be so wary." Yan Jing'an's voice was cold, his gaze sweeping calmly across the two of them before settling on Mo Yu, as if he could sense the chaotic energy within him. With a tap of his toes, he easily bypassed Shan Yuru's obstruction and arrived in front of Mo Yu.

Her long gown was slightly pulled together, and her sleeves fluttered lightly. She took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, and picked up a pill from it with her white jade-like fingertips. She explained in a gentle voice: "This pill is the 'Xiao Huan Yang' from Ruyun Temple, one of the famous medicines in the world." After that, she leaned over and brought the pill to Mo Yu's lips, her movements gentle and natural.

A jade ring suddenly appeared between them, flashing with a cold light. Yan Jing'an frowned slightly. With her cultivation level, she could naturally sense that the jade ring was not controlled by Shan Yuru, but was created by Mo Yu.

She was not angry, and her tone remained calm: "I am the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, and I am also a close friend of your sect Wudang. Hasn't Master Song mentioned it to you?" Her voice was like a clear spring dripping on a stone, patiently dispelling Mo Yu's defenses.

Mo Yu's heart fluttered. In the previous battle, he had just used a Wudang technique when fighting Zhu Yuanzhang. At least from that point on, she had been watching the fight from the sidelines, right?
If Yan Jing'an had joined the battle at that time, it would be hard to say what would have happened to him.

After all, the Cihang Sword Canon is one of the four great sacred books, and Yan Jing'an has the title of "the greatest and most top-notch master in the white world". I don't know how much water there is in it, but at least he is a master of the "Ghost King" level.

"Senior Sister Yan, you misunderstood. I'm not afraid that you will poison me. It's just that no matter how good the medicine is, it's better not to use it for me." Mo Yu explained with a chuckle. He was not trying to show off, but stating a fact.

There is often only one word difference between medicine and poison. It is medicine only when it is suitable for the symptoms and in the right dosage. If there is even a slight mistake, it is poison.

No matter how precious the medicinal materials are, they cannot cure all diseases.

Mo Yu originally had a medical background. Although he later went into sales, the years of rote learning still left some traces in the folds of his brain.

What's more, when Quan Xing attacked the mountain, his illness was even more serious than it is now. It can be said that practice makes perfect.

Although Yan Jing'an's eyes showed confusion, she could tell from Mo Yu's words that he wasn't being overly assertive, but rather had a clear understanding of his own injuries. So, she simply nodded and handed the entire bottle of pills to him without further pressure.

Shan Yuru gritted her teeth in anger. She had waited on Mo Yu for so long and had never heard a single soft word from him. And now this bitch from Cihang Jingzhai had just arrived and was calling her "Senior Sister" with a smile. How could she not be furious?!
It was clearly me who came first. Whether it was meeting Mo Yu first, realizing his destiny first, or starting the strategy first, it was clearly me who came first! It was me, I was the first.
Ignoring the remarks of a certain dramatic loser, Mo Yu leaned against a tree trunk, looking up at Yan Jing'an who was quietly watching him, and asked with a smile, "Senior Sister Yan, is there anything else?"

He knew in his heart that Yan Jing'an was entangled in his own "destiny", but he deliberately pretended to serve tea and see him off, wanting to see how Cihang Jingzhai would "deal with" him.

Yan Jing'an's cold eyes revealed a complex expression, and her red lips parted slightly, but she hesitated to speak. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was sorting out her chaotic thoughts.

Cihang Jingzhai, founded during the Han Dynasty and passed down for millennia, had never encountered anything like this. For example, during the chaotic Sui and Tang dynasties, there were likely several individuals who held the aura of an emperor, but the Mandate of Heaven was unique within any given era.

Three years ago, she left her master's sect and traveled around the world, searching for the person who was her "destiny".

As the most powerful person in the world, Zhang Zhenren provided a lot of help to the anti-Yuan cause. Yan Jing'an's first stop after leaving the mountain was Wudang. However, Mo Yu had not yet traveled through time at that time, so naturally they could not meet.

Yan Jing'an knew something about Mo Yu. The legends of 'Nanxian' and 'The Book of Heaven' were well-known in the martial arts world, and could even be traced back to the Xia and Shang dynasties.

Mo Yu's experience definitely lived up to this legend. Three months after joining the sect, he defeated the young successors of Wudang and Emei. Six months after joining the sect, he fought against a master of the Heavenly Realm, and they were evenly matched.

This growth rate is unheard of and can be called monstrous.

Even though Zhu Yuanzhang, who was blessed with the "mandate of heaven", had encountered many adventures along the way, he was already 25 years old when he reached this point, while Mo Yu was not yet 20 years old.

If we only talk about martial arts talent, Mo Yu's performance is far superior to Zhu Yuanzhang's.

But expelling the Mongols and rebuilding China wasn't just about martial arts prowess. Yan Jing'an knew that Zhu Yuanzhang's heroic spirit and leadership were something Mo Yu had yet to display. She struggled for a long time, her mind a tangled mess, unable to unravel. Finally, she managed to force herself to say, "Junior Brother Mo Yu, are you going to Emei?"

"Yeah." Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and responded casually, his tone indifferent.

In fact, he had no idea where the heroes would go next. If the sun and moon Qi in his body had not been completely analyzed, he would have pulled the heroes back long ago in the face of such an annoying situation.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jing'an's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was gentle yet firm: "I also happen to be going to Emei. Junior Brother Mo Yu is seriously injured, and the world is in chaos right now. The war between the rebel army and the Yuan court is raging. Why don't I go with you and protect you?"

Shan Yuru's face darkened, her eyes were filled with rage, her hands were already on her waist, and she was about to speak when Mo Yu interrupted her.

He leaned against the tree trunk, smiled faintly, and said calmly: "I have no intention of competing for the Central Plains. Zhu Yuanzhang is indeed a good choice. Sister Yan, instead of wasting time on me, why not persuade him to give up the idea of ​​being my enemy. I can pretend that what happened today never happened."

Yan Jing'an remained silent, her cold eyes as deep as a deep pool. Having cultivated the Cihang Sword Canon and reached the realm of 'Sword Heart Clearness', she no longer merely listened to words, but could also vaguely hear a person's heart.

So she knew that Mo Yu's words were not hypocritical. At least at this moment, he had no intention of competing for supremacy.

However, the word "heaven's will" explained everything. For most people, it was a coveted imperial destiny, a symbol of supreme glory; but for someone like Mo Yu, who had no intention of pursuing the throne, it was perhaps more like a curse.

When a person has a "destiny", no matter whether he wants it or not, "God's will" will silently push everything behind the scenes, allowing him to naturally walk on his predetermined path, and may even force him to fulfill his destined "destiny"!
Yan Jing'an's heart moved slightly, and the rise of Mo Yu in the past emerged in his mind. He had achieved the master-level combat power of the Heavenly Realm in just six months.

Was this kind of opportunity really his own effort, or was it secretly blessed by "fate"?
Was his encounter and confrontation with Zhu Yuanzhang arranged by "God's will"?

What's more, "God's will" will not give away benefits for free. When it arranges such a "destiny" for a person, how difficult and cruel will the mission that awaits this person be?

Thinking of this, Yan Jing'an stopped talking and just stared at Mo Yu quietly. A hint of stubbornness flashed in his cold autumn eyes, and he had made up his mind.

No matter what, she was determined to follow him.

With Mo Yu's current severely injured body, even if he wanted to drive her away, he didn't have the ability to do so.

"." Mo Yu sighed helplessly. He had never expected that Yan Jing'an, the heir of Cihang Jingzhai and the master of heaven and man, would actually act like a rogue like a little girl.

Shan Yuru was gritting her teeth, but due to Yan Jing'an's strength, she didn't dare to attack and could only glare at her.

Mo Yu leaned against the tree trunk, closed his eyes, and used all his strength to circulate Taiyi Zhenqi, which mostly eliminated the power of the Yin and Yang Gangqi in his body, but did not completely annihilate it.

As the saying goes, "A blessing in disguise." The good or bad of a thing often depends on how you use it.

Well, okay, the bigger reason is that Mo Yu wants to start running quickly.

Damn it, I'm not the one with the "destiny", I won't take the blame!
His body stiffened slightly, and when his eyes opened slightly again, Mo Yu had already regained control of his body.

Looking inward, he thought the problems with his meridians and internal injuries were easy to solve. The troublesome part was his disabled right arm, and the fact that Zhan Kuang had repeatedly broken through his own realm during the fierce battles, which inevitably led to the 'evolution' of his meridians!
This kind of 'evolution' that is beneficial to the body is extremely tricky. If you go in the wrong direction, the further you go, the further you will go.

The most typical example is the various zombie viruses. There are many restrictions in the human body that are specifically designed to limit "evolution."

[War Madman: How about you also cultivate the third level of Reverse Life? It just so happens that your right arm injury can be healed at the same time.]

In the chat group, Zhan Kuang was somewhat lacking in confidence. After all, he was too excited in fighting, and theoretically his right arm could be spared.

【Qunxia: It’s okay, I can handle it.】

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, didn't care. In his opinion, with Zhu Yuanzhang's lineup, it was enough to escape alive. If it were him, he would probably end up like a time traveler who was a GM.

[Qunxia: @Qinshi, are there any remaining skins of that dangerous 'sea snake' from the Zhan Mei world? Make me a vambrace, and I'll create the runes and send them to you later.]

[Qin Shi: The Heroic Boss wants to use the arm armor as a cast to prevent the injury on his right arm from getting worse, right?]

[Qunxia: Yes, just etch the runes on it. No other functions are needed. It shouldn't be difficult to make.]

Qin Shi: I understand, but I suggest using seabed cold iron. The dangerous species' activity is a bit outrageous. Using it to make leather armor is not a problem, but using it to heal wounds might cause problems.

[Qunxia: You are an expert in this area, just do as you see fit.]

【Qin Shi: Okay, it'll be done within an hour.】

Qin Shi: Speaking of which, what about the Divine Machine? Didn't they say they found the person? Did they get it?

(End of this chapter)