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

Chapter 146: Cause and Effect, Fight! (Part )

Zhou Meng's low sigh was barely audible in the cave rumbling with the aftermath of the battle, like a grain of sand falling into a strong wind.

But it was like a key that quietly unlocked a bound wild beast.

"Taiyi Combat Technique: Breaking the Sheath!"

Mo Yu let out a low cry, and the white-yellow Qi that enveloped him suddenly dissipated. His blood and sword energy were fully activated under the control of his mental will. The muscles beneath his white vest became increasingly defined, his skin glowing a strange red, and he exuded a wild and dangerous aura.

Master Hong soared into the air, and the Vermillion Bird evil spirit surged from his robe sleeves, condensing into a pair of flaming swords.

The long sword chopped down from the air, but before the blade reached the ground, it was already cracked by the heat wave. The long sword carried the momentum of destruction and went straight for Mo Yu's head!

Mo Yu stood still. The moment the Vermillion Bird's flames touched his skin, they crumbled and dissipated like thin snow under the scorching sun. The heat flowed across his body, but could not shake him at all.

The heat emanating from the pores intertwined with Master Hong's flames, transforming into a circle of invisible ripples that spread out.

Suddenly, Mo Yu's left hand shot out, so fast that the trajectory was almost invisible. It pierced through Hong Ye's hastily condensed Qi to protect his body, as well as his arms that were blocking him in front of him. His five fingers grabbed Hong Ye's neck like iron claws.

"Ugh..." Master Hong let out a low groan from his throat, his eyes empty but with a hint of struggle in them.

Mo Yu's introverted eyes slightly opened, and the invisible wave of will spread like a whirlpool, pulling Hong Ye's consciousness from the inner scene into the blood sea hell.

Taiyi's true Qi poured into Master Hong's body like a torrent, and the meridians in his body collapsed layer by layer, turning into strands of the original and purest Qi.

But at that moment, Master Lu had already seized the opportunity to attack. The dark blue Qi of the Black Tortoise God wrapped around him, condensing into an ice crystal spear. With a flash of his body, he transformed into an ice dragon and pierced Mo Yu's back!

Mo Yu held Master Hong's neck with his left hand, but his right leg suddenly shot out like a swift whip.

"Bang!" The whip kick hit the ice dragon's head, sending chills scattering everywhere. The ice dragon shattered, turning into countless icy fragments. His toes shifted in line, and with a powerful kick of his right leg, he struck Master Lu squarely in the chest.

"Boom!" Uncle Lu flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and crashed into the cave entrance. A deep mark was plowed in the ground along the way, and dust flew everywhere.

"Grand Master, please hold me back for a moment. I will deal with Master Hong's problem first." Mo Yu said without turning his head.

With a slight force on his left palm, Mr. Hong's struggle gradually weakened, and the emptiness in his eyes was replaced by a hint of pain.

The meridians in the body quickly disintegrated under the impact of Taiyi's true Qi, and all his cultivation turned into wisps of smoke, but was imprisoned in the old man's body by an invisible force and did not dissipate.

At the cave entrance, Zhou Meng's eyes were deep, and he nodded slightly when he heard the words. His wrinkled face was tense, and it was obvious that they were at a critical juncture and didn't dare let Master Lu disrupt them in the slightest.

With a tap of his toes, he hurled himself towards Master Lu like a gust of wind, his sleeves whipping up a gust of wind, sending gravel flying as he passed over the ground. Taoist Master Yunlong followed closely behind, his eyes a complex yet silent, his robes rustling as the two of them, like two streaks of light, rushed towards the cave entrance.

Inside the cave, Mo Yu took a deep breath and raised his right arm. The metal-transformed iron arm emitted golden light and flames.

He lowered his head to look at Master Hong in his palm, and said in a low but gentle voice: "Master Hong, bear with it, it will be over soon."

Before he finished speaking, Tongtian Lu borrowed strength! 'He' in the world of heroes lent all his energy without reservation.

The true energy in Mo Yu's body surged like a river bursting its banks, so violent that it almost burst his meridians.

"Taiyi Combat Technique·Twenty Percent Strength·Golden Light Sky Lock!"

The iron right arm endured twice as much true energy as itself, and suddenly flashed with a dazzling golden light, like another sun, illuminating the darkness in the cave.

Mysterious runes condensed in his palm, transforming into golden chains that flowed into Master Hong's body with a low humming sound.

The chains shuttled back and forth like dragons, each of them locking onto Master Hong's meridians and acupoints with incredible precision. Amidst the flashes of golden light, a faint sound of Taoism echoed.

In the world of heroes, 'his' gaze seemed to transcend the constraints of the dimensional wall of the universe, staring at this scene.

Although it was done by Zhan Kuang, the Golden Light Sky Lock was created by 'him'. It is similar to the Magnetic Field Sky Lock in "Hai Hu" and can seal the Qi of others.

His goal from the very beginning was to save people and repay a favor, so he would naturally consider how to better rescue them.

The two Grand Masters are both over a hundred years old, and they are still so strong thanks to their cultivation. If Zhan Kuang simply lets them dissolve their cultivation, it would not be saving people but killing them!
The Golden Light Heavenly Lock was used to solve this problem. Zhan Kuang used the Taiyi fighting method to completely disintegrate the meridians and transform the true qi into the original qi, and then sealed it in the body with the Golden Light Heavenly Lock as a life force.

In this way, although the two grand masters can no longer practice, their cultivation has been transformed into the purest vitality. If nothing unexpected happens, it is conservatively estimated that they can live for another half a century.

The last rune chain sank into Master Hong's body, and twenty golden chains locked his twelve main meridians and eight extraordinary meridians respectively.

Mr. Hong's body trembled violently, the Qi flow in his body completely subsided, the pain in his eyes gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a hint of confusion.

After completing everything, Mo Yu relaxed, the taut string in his body suddenly snapped, and his body went limp, and Master Hong's body slipped from his grasp. His arms fell, and his body was pulled by the heavy steel right arm, causing him to stumble and almost fall.

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and forced himself to steady himself. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and trickled down his cheeks. He felt dizzy and his vision blurred. Unable to hold on any longer, he sat down in the rubble, gasping for breath.

Saving people consumes much more energy than killing people. The three treasures of essence, energy and spirit are almost exhausted. It's only because he is young and strong now. If he dares to do this when he is old, even if he doesn't die on the spot, he will suffer great damage to his vitality and shorten his life span by several years.

On the other side, Zhou Meng and Taoist Yunlong teamed up to stop Master Lu, but their eyes never left Mo Yu.

It was not until he saw Mr. Hong's chest rising and falling slightly and his breathing steady as usual that Zhou Meng's tense old face relaxed a little.

"It's done!" Although the voice was soft, it revealed a sense of relief.

For Zhou Meng, letting Mo Yu, who had practiced for less than two months, take a gamble was like a huge gamble, and the pressure in his heart was as heavy as a mountain.

Fortunately, the result did not disappoint him. Although Mr. Hong's withered face was still old, there was a hint of life in it. Zhou Meng's heart finally settled down.

Taoist Master Yunlong used gentle strength to block Master Lu's fierce punch, his sleeves fluttering to absorb the force, yet he dared not move an inch. Although he was a martial arts fanatic, facing his master in this state, he dared not use any force, fearing that he might accidentally injure the centenarian. He fought with such restraint that he felt like a bound wild horse.

"Boy Mo Yu, what should Master Lu do?" He glanced at Mo Yu who was obviously exhausted, knowing in his heart that this guy would not be able to do it again without some time.

Zhou Meng was also very troubled by this. He squinted his eyes and looked at Master Lu's thin but still agile figure. He sighed and his brows were twisted like the Chinese character "川".

Seriously speaking, Mr. Lu's situation is a bit more difficult than Mr. Hong's.

Master Hong is still in good health, but Master Lu is as weak as a candle in the wind. If he is exhausted in the battle, even if Mo Yu tries to save Master Hong again, he will probably not live for many days.

He failed to save someone and ended up killing him. This was not the result he wanted!

"Alas!" Zhou Meng sighed deeply, the foul air expelled from his chest, shaking the corners of his robes slightly. He turned his head to look at Taoist Yunlong, his tone heavy as iron: "You go out first, seal the cave entrance, don't let anyone in, and don't peek!"

"Ah?" Taoist Yunlong was stunned, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

He hadn't seen Zhou Meng look so serious for a long time, but this order made him confused for a while.

He is the main t who is resisting Master Lu. You let the main t go? Is Master Lu getting senile?

"What? My words are no longer effective?!" Zhou Meng was furious when he saw him in a daze. His old face darkened and he jumped up and kicked Taoist Yunlong on the butt.

With a dull thud, Taoist Yunlong staggered out of the cave and fell to the ground. His robe was covered in dust and he looked in a miserable state.

Taoist Master Yunlong stood up angrily, muttering, "Master, your temper is still so bad..."

But at this moment, he also roughly realized why his master had driven him away. He glanced at the cave with a gloomy look. As the martial arts instructor of Wudang, the only secrets that the entire sect needed to avoid were those that only the leader could know.

Only one person is passed down in each generation; this is a constant.

Although Taoist Master Yunlong is the next leader of Wudang, he doesn't care about these things if he can really save the two elders.

What's more, compared to being the head of a sect, he still prefers to be a martial arts instructor, so he doesn't have to think so much.

After counting on his fingers, he knew that his evil disciple was in trouble. Taoist Yunlong sighed and said, "Don't force yourself if you have any problems. If you really can't do it, go back to Wudang. Master is still strong and can handle it."

Being a master is so difficult, and being the head of a sect is even more difficult.

(End of this chapter)