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

Chapter 156 Treasure obtained
boom!
A loud bang shook the mountains and forests, and a man and a horse collided violently, causing dust to fly and flowers and plants to scatter.

The hero Mo Yu had a ferocious look on his face, his body enveloped in dazzling golden energy, and his hands tightly locked the neck of the chestnut horse.

"Throat!" The giant horse roared loudly, its soft hair rising like flames, its mane dancing wildly in the wind, exuding a fiery vitality.

It is two meters and three meters tall and over three meters long. Its huge body is like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head. The ground cracks under its hooves, and it pushes back any humans who dare to wrestle with it.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, groaned, exerted force on his feet, and golden energy surged like a tide, trying to suppress the giant beast.

However, the giant horse was incredibly powerful. Although he was tall, he could not resist its brute force. Its feet plowed a deep scratch on the ground, and the soil flew up. The red, green, yellow and purple petals were all over his white robe.
The tonnage of the two is not at the same level at all!
Even though the hero Mo Yu could increase his strength with the help of the golden energy, he was still unable to withstand this brutal attack due to his own weight.

Not far away, Shan Yuru was leaning against a peach tree, her emerald green gauze robe fluttering in the wind, her bright black eyes slightly narrowed as she watched the scene in amazement.

"Did something happen to him?"

Practicing the magic of the devil made her extremely sensitive to emotions. Mo Yu's fury at this moment was very different from her usual calmness, as if she was using this fight to vent some long-suppressed emotions.

Fu Yaohong stood beside her, cradling a restless white eagle in her arms, her fingertips gently stroking its feathers, trying to calm its agitation. Gazing at the skillless, pure, bestial fight, a trace of emotion crossed her beautiful face.

As soon as they arrived at Peach Blossom Island, they encountered these two alien species under the leadership of the group hero Mo Yu. Both of them were powerful creatures that she had never seen before.

In this world, alien species are extremely rare. There are hundreds of disciples in the Tianming Sect, but they have hardly encountered a few decent alien species in decades, let alone war horses and vultures with such powerful energy.

She had lived for over a hundred years, and had only heard of similar strange beasts in legends. For example, the black horse of the King of Western Chu was said to be the pinnacle of this kind of strange beasts.

Fu Yaohong's gaze fell on the hero Mo Yu, as if she saw an epic story slowly unfolding before her.

A hero who started out as a nobody steps into the martial arts world, encounters his destined mount and confidante, and from then on soars to the sky, unstoppable.

boom!
The man and the horse collided heavily again, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The hero Mo Yu was squandering his golden energy wantonly, venting the negative emotions accumulated in his heart due to the death of his sister Mo Yu.

The huge chestnut horse roared continuously, and its huge body, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, easily knocked him back.

The hero Mo Yu is not good at fighting because he has slow reaction time, but when facing this kind of straightforward beast with no complicated thoughts, he will fight it happily.

The mask of the Black and White Man had fallen off long ago, and Fu Yaohong saw through his Wudang martial arts foundation the first time she met him.

The Faqimen he is most proficient in does not exist in the world of heroes. It is the trump card in the box that cannot be used, but Wudang martial arts does not matter.

The giant horse raised its hooves high and stomped down like a hammer, with a force like thunder.

"Hah!" Mo Yu, the hero, roared, and his palms flew. His soft palms were firm yet gentle, neutralizing the powerful force of the giant horse's trampling.

Then he turned his body to the side and rushed towards the falling giant horse. Golden energy surged out like a tide, and actually lifted the giant horse's huge body a few inches higher.

He knew no combat techniques, his internal energy flowing like a mighty river, uninterrupted and unstoppable. He had no idea how to economize. Every move he made was driven by the upper limit of his body's ability to withstand, without reservation!
Two hours later.

The giant chestnut horse was already numb, and its eyes, which were originally filled with anger, were now filled with fatigue and helplessness.

Who is the beast, after all? Where does this terrifying ape get all that energy? Does he have endless strength?
Boom! With a deafening roar, the giant horse was once again pinned to the ground by the hero Mo Yu. The petals and dust around it flew all over the sky under the impact of the Qi force.

He stood up, his white robe covered in dust and petals scattered, and stared at the chestnut horse on the ground, waiting for it to stand up and wrestle again.

However, the chestnut horse simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

God knows how many times it had been thrown down? Even though it didn't hurt much, the humiliation was unbearable for a horse king like him!
If other horses saw this and word got out, how could he lead the herd and be the coolest one?
When the hero Mo Yu saw its appearance, the ferocious expression on his face gradually subsided. Even though he was venting his emotions, his mind was still very clear.

He squatted down, reached out and gently stroked the giant horse's mane, his fingertips sliding across the soft hair, and said in a low voice: "Enough, get up."

The giant horse opened one eye and glanced at him. Seeing that there was no malice in his eyes, it exhaled hot air from its nose and slowly stood up. Shaking off the dust and petals from its huge body, it lowered its head with full intelligence and gently rubbed Mo Yu's hand.

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and patted the horse's thick neck. The chestnut horse actually lowered its head obediently, allowing him to stroke it, and then lowered its head to nibble on the flowers and plants on the ground.

The battle just now lasted for two hours, and it had consumed a lot of physical strength. Now it urgently needed to eat to replenish its energy, and a slight "rustling" sound was made while chewing.

"Congratulations on getting such a good horse." Shan Yuru walked over gracefully with a charming tone.

She stopped, raised her slender hand, and gently brushed the petals off the shoulders of Qunxia Mo Yu. Her fingertips brushed his white robe intentionally or unintentionally, and her dark eyes flashed with admiration without any concealment.

Fu Yaohong, holding the white eagle in her arms, followed slowly a little further behind. Seeing Shan Yuru's expression, a smile crossed her lips. She had truly taken her advice from last night to heart. The eagle, once ferocious, had become much docile in her arms. Its sharp eyes were half-closed, and it occasionally flapped its wings, but it didn't dare to break free from her control.

Fu Yaohong gazed at the young man and the giant horse, her eyes filled with deeper emotion. "This white eagle and the red horse look a lot like Hero Guo's two pets." She paused and chuckled. "The time span is so great that even a different species wouldn't be able to survive until now. Perhaps they are their descendants."

After waiting for a while, she saw that Mo Yu's expression did not fluctuate at all. She shook her head slightly. The admiring eyes of a beautiful woman would be hard to resist for any normal man, but this son of 'destiny' was obviously not a normal person.

Even Fu Yaohong herself did not have enough confidence to break through his defenses.

Mo Yu patted the chestnut horse's neck and led it to the lake. Shan Yuru slowed down and retreated to Fu Yaohong's side, glancing at her pitifully, not daring to complain.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the whispers in the forest were quietly captured by "Listening to the Wind Singing". Fu Yaohong's teachings came clearly to his ears.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, was also secretly surprised. If Zhan Kuang was here, he might really be defeated by Fu Yaohong with her combination of mind and tenderness.

Unfortunately, he is not a hero, and he has no intention of being a hero who is bound by beauty.

After walking a few steps, Mo Yu, the hero, stopped in front of a cave on the mountain wall.

After all, this world is not a normal world, and placing a guardian beast next to the treasure is a common practice.

Moreover, these two exotic beasts are part of the treasure themselves. In an online game, how can such a classic setting as the pet system be absent?

"According to what Nanxian said, this should be it."

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, muttered to himself as he swept his eyes across the cave and quickly found and locked onto the largest stone in it.

This boulder is more than one meter high and appears to be connected to the mountain wall. If no one knew in advance that the secret book was hidden underneath, no one would have the time to move it.

No normal person could possibly move this thing that weighs three to five tons, even a top-notch expert would have a hard time.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, glanced at the two women who were still some distance away from him, leaned over and opened a very small strange gate. The rocks under his feet turned into a swamp. He reached in and soon touched a wooden box.

The strange situation dissipated, and the mud swamp solidified into rock again, exactly the same as before, but the things hidden underneath fell into his hands.

Open the wooden box and three secret books will appear!
The footsteps of Fu Yaohong and Shan Yuru were getting closer. Mo Yu, the hero of the group, moved quickly. He flipped the "Wu Mu's Testament" to Qin Shi and threw the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" to Zhan Kuang. He then held the "Nine Yin Scriptures" and quickly engraved it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the other two worlds, Qin Shi took out his mobile phone to shoot page by page, and Zhan Kuang used eight cameras to shoot his face without blind spots.

[Heroes]: "Hurry up and don't let them see the clues, but be careful."

【Qin Shi】: "I didn't find any interlayer."

[War Madman]: "This copy of mine should have been written by Guo Jing himself. There's a certain charm between the lines. I mastered it after reading it once, and I can even copy it now."

The calligraphy talent bestowed upon him by Zhan Mei was useful after all.

The hero Mo Yu stuffed the secret book back into the wooden box through the chat group. He looked normal, holding the "Nine Yin Scriptures" and reading it carefully, as if he had never tampered with it.

At this moment, Fu Yaohong and Shan Yuru approached. He looked up and handed the wooden box over, saying calmly, "Take it if you want it."

Fu Yaohong took the wooden box, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. She took out "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" and flipped through it. The ink was vigorous and the charm was restrained. It was indeed the authentic work of the hero Guo Jing.

Like Zhang Sanfeng, she lived for over a hundred years. She had personally experienced the early Yuan Dynasty and witnessed the brutality of the last battle of Xiangyang.

I still remember Guo Jing's Dragon Subduing Palm technique clearly. Even though nearly eighty years have passed, that unparalleled powerful aura is still vivid in my mind.

"It is indeed the work of Mr. Guo."

Fu Yaohong's tone was filled with emotion, but she couldn't hide her inner doubts. Had the group hero Mo Yu really handed over this ultimate martial arts technique without any tricks?
Shan Yuru stood beside her, her green robe swaying slightly, and asked tentatively, "Are you... too generous?"

"That was already agreed upon." Mo Yu, the hero, spoke calmly, his eyes still fixed on the sutra in his hand. "Besides, secret manuals aren't something that disappears once you read them. As long as I can see it, I don't care who else it ends up in the hands of."

"Even if it spreads to the Demon Sect?" Fu Yaohong asked with a chuckle.

The hero Mo Yu glanced at her without saying a word, but his calm eyes had already responded.

Even if it spreads to the Demon Sect, what does it have to do with me?
(End of this chapter)