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

Chapter 87 Another Bonfire Party
"Sister, the group said there will be a bonfire party tonight. It is said that most of the contestants will participate. Do you want to go?" Feng Xingtong, who was lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, turned her head and asked.

As the Tianxiahui was an emerging force, Feng Zhenghao would find a way to squeeze Feng Xingtong into this gathering of outstanding descendants of many old sects, even if no one invited him.

After all, if you attend most of the gatherings of the major sects, gradually everyone will treat you as someone on the same level.

Those who were able to attend the Luotian Grand Ceremony this time were basically the treasures of the major sects.

Even if he cannot become the leader of the sect in the future, his say in the sect will not be much smaller.

As the young master of Tianxiahui, Feng Xingtong must get acquainted with these people.

"You can just go to this kind of scene by yourself. I'm too lazy to go."

Feng Shayan is currently watching TV series on her laptop.

Let the nipple music numb her brain and alleviate the huge psychological shadow that Mo Yu brought to her.

"I'm afraid that won't work."

Feng Xingtong scratched his head with a wry smile and handed the phone screen to Feng Shayan: "Dad asked you to take Mo Yu with you."

Crunch!

Feng Shayan was so excited that she used too much force with her thumb and pierced the laptop keyboard, and the computer screen went black instantly.

Laptop computers worth tens of thousands of dollars were scrapped.

"Okay, I understand."

After taking several deep breaths, Feng Shayan suppressed her anger and put on a stiff smile.

Feng Xingtong felt that his sister was like a powder keg that could explode at any time. His mind told him to stay away from her as soon as possible, but his emotions told him that his sister needed the company and comfort of her family the most at this time.

He followed Feng Shayan reluctantly, and the two of them went to Mo Yu's residence together.

When Feng Shayan looked through the window of the bamboo house and saw Mo Yu sitting cross-legged in meditation and practicing, a faint smile was on his face.

I don’t know what happy things he was thinking about, but he didn’t have the kind of depressed expression that ordinary people have when meditating.

Feng Shayan couldn't help but pause.

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It was completely different from what Feng Shayan had imagined. He had no training and no combat experience, but relied on his monstrous talent to trample on her efforts of more than ten years in just one month.

Perhaps Mo Yu's talent is indeed extraordinary.

But his attitude towards cultivation was by no means as casual as Feng Shayan had expected, nor was he as lazy as his name suggested.

Mo Yu's determination and diligence in cultivation, perhaps like his talent, surpassed most people.

Isn't it a talent to be interested in something, to be able to persist in investing an unimaginable amount of time and energy in it, and to enjoy it?
People who are more talented than you work harder than you!

For a moment, Feng Shayan felt mixed emotions.

A more three-dimensional understanding of Mo Yu made her rediscover the meaning of hard work and the confidence in cultivation.

But look at it from the perspective of a former opponent
"It's really despairing."

Feng Shayan sighed softly.

If you can't win, you will never have a chance to win in this life.

Feng Shayan's reason told her that this would be the moment when she, as an opponent, would be closest to Mo Yu, and this distance would continue to lengthen as time went by until she could not even see his back.

"sister?"

Feng Xingtong looked at Feng Shayan who was stunned for a while and shouted in confusion.

"I'm fine. Dad asked me to take Mo Yu with me, so don't follow me. You have your own things to do."

Feng Shayan said in a deep voice.

Although her tone was filled with desolation, Feng Xingtong could feel that her elder sister's mood seemed to have improved a lot.

"Okay then, sister, don't force yourself. You rejected Zhang Chulan, but dad didn't say anything in the end."

Feng Xingtong scratched his head, sensing a hint of murderous intent in Feng Shayan's dangerously narrowed eyes.

"Ahem, I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving."

He suddenly realized that he had said something wrong again, so he coughed and quickly recovered.

However, this statement was a stepping stone. Feng Shayan's fist pierced through space and struck him hard on the head.

Feng Xingtong covered his head with his hands, not daring to act cowardly this time. He gathered his true energy and ran away without a trace.

"This idiot doesn't have the steadiness of his elder brother at all."

Feng Shayan held her forehead and sighed helplessly, then slowly walked to the door of the bamboo house and knocked on it.

"Enter."

Mo Yu sat cross-legged in the same place without moving. A surge of energy emanated from his body and the door opened by itself.

Feng Shayan saw that he was still meditating with his eyes closed, so she didn't go in. She leaned against the door with her left hand and said:
"There's a bonfire party tonight, and most of the contestants will be there. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Mo Yu opened his eyes, and the demonic energy that he had just fused with his exhaled breath subsided.

"Bonfire party?"

He thought about it, although according to the original plan he should next start to try to start the initial fusion of the Second Sword of Extinction and the Mantis Sword Qi.

But considering that this bonfire party is a good opportunity to expand his circle of extraordinary people, and in order to have more fun in the future, Mo Yu finally decided to go.

"Okay, let's go and take a look together."

Mo Yu fumbled around, but did not forget to bring the Sword of the Heavenly Sword and the Heavenly Demon Jade Ring.

This was not because he was seeking a sense of security, but because he thought that if the campfire party was too boring, he could actually find a place to continue practicing.

Anyway, he is not picky about the place where he integrates the sword energy, he can practice anywhere.

The two walked side by side, very close.

But no pedestrians on the street would imagine these two people as a couple.

This is not Feng Shayan's fault, but Mo Yu's fault.

It has nothing to do with appearance, dress, status, or other external things.

Mo Yu had a gentle expression, but he exuded a strong aura - the aura of a seeker!

Anyone who saw him could clearly feel that this person had devoted his entire heart to the Tao.

It's not the kind of coldness that comes from deliberate abstinence, but rather an obsession with a higher level.

Mo Yu is not without emotion, he just stands too high and looks even higher, so that there is only the Tao in his eyes.

Although Feng Shayan was very close to him, they seemed to be not in the same time and space.

Only the occasional friction and collision between their shoulders made her realize that he was still just a human being after all, not an immortal who had attained enlightenment.

As the two of them walked side by side to the bonfire party venue, they saw Lu Linglong and Zhi Jinhua waving to them, or to be more precise, to Mo Yu.

"Mo Yu, you're here too. I just said I'd send you a message, but Hua Er told me it wasn't necessary and that you would probably come directly."

Lu Linglong ran over with Zhi Jinhua, and her eyes glanced at the sword at Mo Yu's waist.

Thinking of Hu Jie being cut in half by a sword, he couldn't help swallowing.

You know, she will meet Mo Yu on the field tomorrow.

If Mo Yu used this sword and failed to stop himself, Lu Linglong would probably turn into a dragon.

That's why she ran to Mo Yu in such a hurry, actually she wanted him to not use such a dangerous weapon. It's not necessary to do that in just a competition!
As for why she wanted to drag Zhi Jinhua along, I can only say that she was afraid.

"Do you know?"

Feng Shayan stood beside Mo Yu and looked at the eldest lady of the Lu family and Zhi Jinhua who were running over. She turned her head curiously and asked.

After all, Feng Zhenghao had shown her Mo Yu's information. Judging from the information, they should not know each other.

"We happened to meet at noon today and chatted for a while."

Lu Linglong scratched her head and explained.

Neither she nor Feng Shayan had actually thought that the other party would have any ambiguous relationship with Mo Yu.

After all, it was hard for them to imagine what kind of abstract painting style a guy like Mo Yu would have when he was in love.

(End of this chapter)