About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"It's actually in Fubo City... It seems like the clone puppet has to make a trip." With the help of deduction techniques and inquiring, Yang Yuyao finally got relatively accurate information about the materials he needed. What he needs is a kind of spiritual plant called Luomengsu. It is difficult to find out where it can be found by relying on deduction techniques alone. This kind of spiritual plant is only produced in the Guru secret realm that is opened once in a thousand years. This secret realm was last opened until now. It has only been seven hundred years, and it will take another three hundred years to open again, which results in the scarcity of this kind of spiritual plant in the world.

After some hard work with the clone puppet, Yang Yuyao learned from a merchant in the spiritual material trading market that he had seen this object in the hands of a monk who had lived in Fubo City for a long time ten years ago. At that time, I wanted to ask this merchant to sell it on my behalf. However, Luomengsu was very rare and the demand was extremely low, so it was extremely difficult to sell it. At that time, the monk's price was a bit high, and the merchants who were worried that the thing would fall into their hands did not agree to help sell it.

Fortunately, he had promised the monk in advance that he would contact him again if he met someone who wanted to buy this item, so Yang Yuyao asked the merchant to contact that person to confirm whether Luomengsu was still in that person's hands. Does he still want to sell? It took Yang Yuyao less than an hour to find an informed merchant by deduction, but he waited until the evening for a response. But luckily, at least I got the results within a day.

After paying some intermediary fees to the merchant, Yang Yuyao got the contact information of the monk. Unlike Xunlian, the most commonly used communication tool in the world of immortality, the Jade Slip, which is the most commonly used communication tool, cannot remotely add contacts. Fortunately, the merchant has only The jade slip containing the person's contact information only contained that person's contact information, so Yang Yuyao bought the jade slip directly.

Of course Yang Yuyao knew that this was done deliberately by the merchant. As middlemen, these merchants have noticed that monks who are eager for these rare materials are willing to spend a lot of money, so they specially purchase a large number of these low-quality sound transmission jade slips with only one person's contact information, and then sell them at a higher price to monks in urgent need.

This approach allows these merchants to make a steady profit without losing money. However, even if they choose to help sell on behalf of others, they will have to eat both sides. It can only be said that if there is demand, there will be a market. If Xunlian, a magic weapon that can remotely add contact information, becomes mainstream in the future, this practice may disappear forever.

After obtaining the contact information, the communication between buyers and sellers will be much smoother. Although Chuanyin Jade Slips need to wait for a period of time every time they transmit information, at least they communicate directly and it is more convenient to communicate. And the monk named Fan Yu was very excited when he learned that someone was willing to buy the Luomengsu in his hands, and was even willing to lower the price he paid ten years ago. Probably this person has been very short of money recently and is deeply afraid of it. The buyer who finally waited and was willing to take over gave up.

After confirming his address, Yang Yuyao asked his clone to set off overnight and rush to Fubo City.

Naturally, it is not too late to drink tea and chat. For example, monks in the sect usually have evening meditation classes like this at Wu Shi. Its function is to nourish the yin energy. This yin energy is different from the poisonous energy that the ghost tribe likes. It corresponds to Yang Qi, the twin Qi of Yin and Yang. The balance of yin and yang can nourish and strengthen the internal organs and meridians, which is very beneficial for laying the foundation for the early stage. Therefore, Zhu Molan also suggested that Li Fengzhi and You Shuangjiang do this, so they dispersed when the time came and went back to their own rooms.

As summer draws closer and closer, the nights are no longer so cold, and we have passed through those days when it was warm and then cold, and the current temperature can be said to be a true spring sleep. Since the protective formations had been set up in the room at noon, Yang Yuyao didn't have to repeat them again at night. He could just take a good bath and study the things he wanted to tinker with in bed. At least that's what he planned.

However, as soon as Yang Yuyao said goodbye to the others and closed the door, a severe headache made his knees weaken and he fell to the ground. Realizing that it was the main god who traveled through the system who was causing trouble again, he gritted his teeth and tried not to pass out. Although there was a pre-set formation when he passed out to prevent the other party from occupying his body and causing chaos, how could Yang Yuyao be willing to accept such a situation without self-control, so even if there were insurance measures, he chose to resist and face it head-on.

He didn't dare to be lazy in this matter. Even if the previous formation successfully resisted the usurpation of his body by the main god of the system while he was sleeping, Yang Yuyao knew that the other party's movements were becoming more and more frequent and the force exerted was getting stronger. The more ruthless she became, she used to take action while he was asleep, but now he started to take action even when he was awake. But Yang Yuyao is sure that the more sober he is, the lower the opponent's chance of success will be.

He was sober that his consciousness slipped into his mind, and he looked up to see that the mental barrier that had been repaired before was torn into a big hole again. The huge inorganic eyeball stared at him intently, while the gray-white tentacles scrambled to squeeze into the big hole. Yang Yuyao didn't know what this thing looked like as a whole, and how those gray-white tentacles were connected to the mechanical version of the eyeball, but the sense of oppression and fear brought by this strange monster was not at all affected by it. Weakened without seeing its full picture.

"Yang Yuyao! Yang Yuyao! How dare you betray me!" The thing roared in a weird tone. What he said made Yang Yuyao couldn't help but sneer.

"Betrayal? I have never been loyal to you. Where does the betrayal come from?"

"I let you come into this world and survive. But you want to go against me everywhere. What is this not betrayal?!"

The thing hissed, its gray-white tentacles squirming and pushing hard to both sides. Although Yang Yuyao had been prepared and had been making secrets to strengthen the mental barrier and prevent it from tearing the hole wider, the severe pain was like tearing apart all his nerves in an instant, so painful that he almost collapsed. Completely passed out.

Yang Yuyao lowered his head. Even though his eyes were open, what he saw was darkness. He was not sure what he looked like now, but he seemed to be temporarily blind.

"Oh, did I beg you? Do you still want me to express my feelings for you? Did I beg you that I wanted to travel through time? I am very satisfied with my state in the original world. It was you who took me there without my consent. How can a group of kidnappers have the nerve to ask me to be loyal to you after being brought into this world?"

"You also told me to survive. If you hadn't intervened, I would have died in the original world?" Yang Yuyao asked coldly.

"How long do you think you can live without this? It's just a few more days." The thing said arrogantly.

"So I'm dead at the fifth watch, and you insist on changing it to the third watch, right? That's really good. I think the King of Hell is not as good as you."

"How can a mere hell king be compared with me?!" Its arrogance suddenly turned into a scream, and it hurriedly avoided a sneak attack that Yang Yuyao had accumulated for a long time. However, Yang Yuyao overestimated the damage he could cause, and the thing mistakenly believed that this attack was extremely dangerous to it. However, even if it failed to avoid it successfully, the damage caused by this sneak attack was basically painless, but even so, it completely angered the monster.

Its pupils began to glow, severe pain invaded Yang Yuyao's whole body, and a fishy sweetness continued to pour out of his throat. His bones seemed to have been melted, and his internal organs were minced. Yang Yuyao suspected that he was bleeding from all his orifices at the moment, and his appearance was terrifying.

"Yang Yuyao, you lunatic! You actually fought against me for He Qianqing! You don't really think you've fallen in love with him, do you?! You don't have the feeling of love at all, and you won't fall in love with anyone!"

"I don't need something that's not even human to define my emotions." Yang Yuyao smiled with difficulty, and the blood dyed his lips bright red. "Don't think about it, I won't surrender to you. If you dare, kill me and find another obedient time traveler." Yang Yuyao felt desperate because he was unable to cause substantial damage to this monster. The gap in their strength was too big The disparity was so great that he seemed to have no other choice but to passively defend.

I don’t know what words made that thing change its mind. The monster suddenly stopped torturing Yang Yuyao, and even stopped trying to squeeze into Yang Yuyao’s sea of ​​consciousness. It disappeared without a trace, leaving only a gaping hole in the mental barrier. Yang Yuyao was no longer able to analyze why it suddenly retreated. He finally couldn't hold on and passed out completely.

"Xiao Yao?!" He Qianqing suddenly stopped in the air and felt inexplicably heartbroken. He rushed at night and used natural light to make Xunlian to complete those orders during the day. He has been trying hard to find traces of his loved one, but the elders of the clan he has entrusted to him have not been able to send good news yet. Yang Yuyao's traces are so elusive that it is difficult for him to determine the direction.

"Xiao Yao, where are you?" He Qianqing murmured, moving away the hand covering his chest, then he raised that hand and stared at the thing he had been holding in his hand. It was a metal box with a chain, exquisite workmanship, and so thin that it looked like it couldn't hold anything. He Qianqing used his nails to gently pry open the lid of the box, revealing a bunch of black hair carefully tied up with red silk threads protected by his spiritual power. He Qianqing looked tenderly at the bunch of black hair that he had gathered little by little, lowered his head and kissed it.

"What kind of power is that?" Zhu Molan, who was meditating with her eyes closed on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes, dripping with cold sweat. She sensed something strange and terrifying appearing and disappearing nearby. Zhu Molan decided to leave the room and take a look. "The power seems to have appeared in Yu Yao's room?" Zhu Molan frowned, feeling that something was wrong. She walked to Yang Yuyao's door, but did not knock on the door, but sent a message to Yang Yuyao.

"Yu Yao, Yu Yao, are you still awake?" Zhu Molan asked, but there was no response for a long time. She put her hand on the door, and before she even put any effort, she felt a force preventing him from opening the door. Realizing that she could not break in rashly, Zhu Molan sent a message again to try to get Yang Yuyao's response.

"Come in." Finally, after about an hour, Yang Yuyao finally responded to her.

"Senior Zhu, it's so late. Is there anything you need to say in a hurry?" Yang Yuyao, who had never expected that Zhu Molan would come to see him at this time, woke up and hurriedly cleaned up all the blood stains in the room. Only then did he remove the talisman on the door to prevent intruders.

"I still want to ask you about this." Zhu Molan looked at Yang Yuyao pretending to be confused and sighed, "Do you know how pale your face is now? And you haven't eliminated the smell of blood in this room. .”

Yang Yuyao looked embarrassed after being exposed by Zhu Molan, and quickly stood up to erase these flaws. But after a moment of dizziness, his eyes went dark and he fell forward. Fortunately, Zhu Molan had quick eyes and quick hands, and picked up Yang Yuyao and put him on the bed. But Yang Yuyao felt even more uncomfortable and wanted to die.

Not only was he suddenly touched by others and caused strong discomfort in his body, but it was also because a man who was almost 1.7 meters tall and almost 1.8 meters tall was actually easily hugged by a woman who was less than 1.6 meters tall in a princess hug! Even though monks, both male and female, are incredibly powerful, and a monk in the Qi training period can easily lift a person who is much heavier than himself, it is still too crushing! Yang Yuyao was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, which just allowed Zhu Molan to appreciate his extremely delicate face.

"She is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world of immortality. Even when she looks so haggard, she is breathtakingly beautiful. She is as delicate as glass but fragile." Zhu Molan thought to herself as she looked at Yang Yuyao, feeling a little distressed. Yang Yu Unless Yao said it, she wouldn't know what made this young man look like this in just a few hours. It made her feel distressed for someone who had only known him for a while. How much distress would she feel if she was seen by his master Qianqing Xianzun who claimed to love him extremely?

"Yu Yao, what happened tonight?" Zhu Molan asked straight to the point.

"I told you before when you wanted to follow me that I have a lot of trouble to deal with. Of course I will take precautions and try not to let you be affected. If I feel that I can no longer control it, I will leave..." After a while, Yang Yuyao spoke in a weak voice. Zhu Molan understood that this matter was very troublesome and he didn't want to discuss it in detail.

"Is this why you left Immortal Lord Qianqing?" Zhu Molan asked.

"...Yes." Yang Yuyao reluctantly replied. He realized that he had to let Zhu Molan know a small part of it in order to help him when necessary. For example, helping him stop Li Fengzhi when he had to leave.

"Is it related to the fact that you were kicked out of Qingfeng Sect?" Zhu Molan thought for a while and then asked.

"No……"

"Do you need any more medicine to treat it?" Zhu Molan suddenly wanted to reach out and touch the boy's head to comfort him, but she had to give up when she remembered that the child didn't like being touched.

"No, I think I need to sleep more now." Yang Yuyao said softly, and then added, "By the way, Senior Zhu, if you don't have anything special to do today, you can continue to stay in Biyun City. I need to find a place to get promoted today."

Yang Yuyao was not sure if this was the purpose of the main god of the system who had been harassing him these days. Seeing that he had been suppressing his realm and refusing to be promoted, he deliberately caused trouble, forcing Yang Yuyao's realm to completely loosen and he could no longer suppress it. live.

"Huh?" Zhu Molan was surprised when he heard the news, and then asked, "What level are you going to advance to this time?"

"If everything goes well, the Mahayana stage, right?" Yang Yuyao replied lightly. Zhu Molan twitched the corner of her mouth. Although she had always had some guesses about Yang Yuyao's true state, even if Yang Yuyao had said before that he was already in the Mahayana stage. She was not surprised, after all, this young man was so strong.

But she was still shocked to hear Yang Yuyao admit it in person. She was a Mahayana who was over five hundred years old, but this boy was only seventeen years old. The realm has been improved so fast, maybe the reincarnation of the banished immortal can't do it, right? The most outrageous thing is not how high the young man's realm is, but the tone in which the young man mentions his promotion. Even a monk in the Qi training period cannot say that it is so easy to advance to one level. Are today’s geniuses and the prodigies so outrageous?

"Okay, I understand, you have a good rest." Zhu Molan tried hard to calm down and not let herself lose her temper due to surprise, so as not to make herself look too ignorant. Zhu Molan reflected on whether she had been too isolated from the crowd these years. Although she had not completely cut off contact with other monks, she did not understand many things, so she no longer understood the current situation very well. She exited Yang Yuyao's room and closed the door thoughtfully.

Lying on the bed, Yang Yuyao used his spiritual power to reattach the talisman on the door to prevent intrusion, then raised his arms to cover his eyes, thinking about the monster's words in his mind.

"Do I really not have the emotion of love? Am I still a human being?"