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

Chapter 26 Wudang Taoist Master Yunlong!

The sun is high in the sky and the sky is blue and vast.

A world of one person, Wudang Mountain.

Headache.

It’s such a headache.

This would have happened ten years ago.

If someone dared to disturb his nap, Taoist Yunlong really didn't mind letting him know why the flowers in front of his door were so red.

The amount of blood vomited was less than three liters, so he was too lenient!

But this is now.

"Get up right now! If you don't open the door, I'll call the police!"

Taoist Yunlong looked helplessly at the shameless thing that was holding on to his thigh and refused to let go.

We are all civilized people, please have some shame.

"Quack! I don't want it."

"Master Yunlong, please teach me a trick, just give me some pointers!"

Mo Yu hugged Taoist Yunlong's thighs, and in an instant his nose and tears were all over the place, which made Taoist Yunlong feel very disgusted.

But if we really do it, wouldn’t that satisfy this bitch’s wish?
What's more, the authorities are very strict these days, and there are rules within the sect, so you can't compete with others at will.

If any news leaks out, it will be a problem.

Wudang's reputation is still too loud both inside and outside the circle, and so many eyes are watching it.

The reason why no public officials were asked to take Mo Yu away on the charge of disturbing public order was simply because this guy seemed to have some connection with Wudang.

This was confirmed by Taoist Master Yunlong from the interior scene.

The answer given by Neijing is that Mo Yu is not only connected to Wudang, but the connection is extremely close, and he can even be linked to Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang.

This cat can be said to be the most direct of the direct lines.

Although it seems that there is almost nothing left today, can Wudang really turn a blind eye to this kindness?
Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, they all talk about the word "fate".

Mo Yu and Wudang really have a connection.

The older generation had already predicted that such a cursed creature would come to their door today, so they all ran away.

Taoist Yunlong is better at fortune-telling. Although he has a good grasp of the art of Qimen, he does not like to tell fortunes for no reason.

When Mo Yu suddenly felt like counting on his fingers.

It's too late, damn it, this damn thing has already got to him.

Fortunately, this thing avoided people and didn't do this in the outer hall where there were many tourists.

Taoist Yunlong scratched his head, thinking about how to deal with Mo Yu.

Come and become my disciple. He is the direct descendant of Master Sanfeng.

Logically speaking, he is a member of the Wudang sect, and his seniority may be higher than that of Taoist Master Yunlong. How can you be his disciple?

Let’s pass on the art, but who will do it?
Moreover, according to Taoist rules, the Tao cannot be passed on lightly. Without testing his character, exploring his foundation, and measuring his talent, what can you teach him even if you pass it on?
After thinking about it, Taoist Yunlong suddenly noticed a figure sitting cross-legged on a cushion in meditation, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

As the saying goes, if the master has something to do, the disciples must do the hard work!
"Wang Ye, come and show this junior brother around Wudang Mountain."

Taoist Master Yunlong grabbed one of his most troublesome disciples and pointed at Mo Yu who was still hugging his thigh.

Throwing this damn thing to the disciple who gives him the most trouble, the dilemma of negative and positive is solved, perfect!
Wang Ye looked at Mo Yu in confusion, counted on his fingers in his mind, and his eyes suddenly widened.

No, Master, why are you throwing such a big trouble on me? You must be a dog!

Mo Yu glanced at Wang Ye and activated his combat instincts to the fullest.

Well, I've confirmed through eye contact that I'm not the one who can beat him.

"Quack! Senior Brother Wang Ye, please give me some advice! I can do anything!"

Mo Yu immediately rushed over and hugged Wang Ye's thighs, rubbing his snot and tears on him, making Wang Ye feel very disgusted.

After finally getting rid of the unfortunate Mo Yu, Taoist Yunlong burst out at full speed, disappearing into the inner hall in a flash.

Wang Ye reached out to his master and was about to say something, but then he looked at the empty space ahead, smacked his lips, and gave up struggling. "Okay, get up first, I'll take you to the back mountain."

Mo Yu was also a sensible man. Seeing Wang Ye's attitude, he immediately let go of his hand, wiped the tears from his face and put on a servile smile.

The world of heroes, the back mountain of Wudang.

Under the waterfall, beside the pool where noise and tranquility coexist.

The hero Mo Yu held the secret book in one hand and continued to sit there cross-legged, studying it carefully.

He used his other hand to grab the grilled fish, but ended up missing.

The hero Mo Yu was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look.

I saw a sloppy old Taoist with white hair and beard, a plump body, and wearing a dirty Taoist robe. He was eating a grilled fish in each hand with great relish.

"Hey kid, you didn't even go to see them off when they were about to leave. It's a shame those two girls even applied medicine to you last night."

When the old Taoist saw Mo Yu looking at him, he took the initiative and spoke first.

"Grandmaster, you've misunderstood. Senior Sister Bei Jinyi and Junior Sister Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect and I have nothing to do with each other. Please don't make such irresponsible remarks. Furthermore, I was punished to face the wall for three months."

The hero Mo Yu recognized the identity of this sloppy old Taoist priest at a glance.

Although he had never met Zhang Sanfeng, the top martial artist had his own power.

Even with Zhang Sanfeng's Taoist cultivation, it was difficult to completely eliminate the evil spirit lingering around him.

That was caused by others projecting their own fear and awe onto Master Zhang.

"You have a pretty good eye, whether it's your eye for people or your eye for women."

Zhang Sanfeng munched on the grilled fish while looking at the heroes and Mo Yu praised him.

"Master, if you say such nonsense, I will be embarrassed to face people if it gets out."

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, sighed helplessly. It seemed that his master had a bit of a strange personality.

"Oh, your great master has lived for over a hundred years. What kind of people have I not seen? The first girl who came yesterday was okay. At most, she had some admiration for you. But the second girl was different. When she looked at you, her smile was so sweet that it made me, an old Taoist priest, feel sticky in my teeth."

Mo Yu was silent for a moment. He really didn't pay attention to these things, but soon he said seriously: "Disciple is devoted to the Tao and has no intention of seeking other things."

"It's good to be devoted to the Tao, but the Tao is all-embracing and tolerates nothing. Just don't leave yourself with any regrets."

Zhang Sanfeng left these words and disappeared from the sight of Mo Yu in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only two gnawed fish bones.

The hero Mo Yu casually took the two complete fish bones off the bamboo sticks and threw them into the pool.

The water in the pond was rippling. Mo Yu, the hero, stared at his own shadow and met that pair of calm eyes. After a while, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"In my life, I only seek the Tao, nothing else."

In front of Wudang Mountain.

Led by Song Yuanqiao, the Wudang disciples bid farewell to the Emei disciples at the same location.

Among the Emei disciples, Bei Jinyi, with slightly dark circles under her eyes, looked around and then glanced at the huge rock not far from the mountain gate, but she couldn't find the figure she was looking for.

This made her feel a little lost.

"Is Senior Sister Jinyi looking for Senior Brother Moyu?"

Zhou Zhiruo whispered beside Bei Jinyi.

"I'm not looking for anyone. Junior Brother Mo Yu was just punished to face the wall for three months, so why would he come to see me off?"

Bei Jinyi turned her head to look at Zhou Zhiruo and said with a chuckle.

Both his tone and expression were the same as usual.

But if you really don’t care, why bother looking back?
Zhou Zhiruo didn't know why, but she always felt a sense of urgency in her heart.

It's just like treasures like the Sword of the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword, which can command the heroes if you get them. If you don't fight for them, others will get them.

Is she willing to be a supporting role?

　It's very cold now, please keep warm, don't catch a bad cold like a certain author...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)