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

Although he originally planned to go to the market in the town in the morning yesterday, it was already close to noon when Yang Yuyao woke up. But he didn't care. After spending more than half an hour, he finally combed his hair into a low ponytail and walked slowly towards the market where he had been last night. The system was quiet, probably still trying to save itself, which made him even more satisfied.

Looking back now, his impulse and anger yesterday were obviously not quite right. Of course he was angry when he was forced to travel through time like this, and he seriously thought about going back through death. He could control his emotions on his own no matter how impulsive he was. I have always been very proud of my ability to control my emotions, but yesterday I definitely lost control. I don’t know whether it was due to the influence of being parasitized by the system or what the elders of Qingfeng Sect did...such as some hypnosis and suggestion. After all, a possible proud man of heaven encountered such a thing as being expelled from the sect due to his abolished cultivation. , I can’t think of it for a moment, it’s very reasonable. Not to mention that if he committed suicide, they would not have to bear any responsibility.

"However, if they knew that although I committed suicide, not only did I not die but my cultivation level also improved, I wonder if they would be angry to death." Yang Yuyao thought with some gloating. "Speaking of which, why didn't I have thunder tribulation after I was promoted?" He stopped as he passed a stall selling wooden barrels and basins.

"Come here, little brother, let's see if there is anything you like. These are all made by my husband himself, and the materials are very rich!" The stall owner was a woman with a rosy face. When she saw Yang Yuyao He stopped in front of his stall and promoted with a smile.

"Hello, I'm looking for shoes with wooden soles and the kind with cloth or leather on top. I wonder if you have any here?" Yang Yuyao, who wanted to say wooden slippers but also wooden clogs, was not sure if they existed in this world. I have no choice but to try to describe this thing.

"Well, little brother, are you referring to clogs? Wait a minute, I'll find them for you. Do you want to wear them yourself or give them to others?" the woman asked, while pulling out a wooden barrel that was originally stacked underneath, and pulled it out from inside I took out some pairs of clogs. "Take a look, does it fit?"

"I wear it myself." Yang Yuyao replied. It was difficult to take off shoes and try them on in a place like this, so he made a rough gesture and selected one pair. These clogs couldn't fit as well as his ideal wooden shoes, but his requirements weren't that high. "Just this pair, how can I sell them?"

This pair of clogs only cost three copper coins. In comparison, the cloth boots he is wearing now are much more expensive. In a shop in front of him, such cloth boots cost twenty copper coins, and the quality is still good. Not as good as the pair on his feet. In this market, you can buy a whole live chicken at this price. I guess it was due to the high price of cotton. Most of the people in the town still wore linen clothes and straw shoes. Being able to buy a set of cotton clothes was already considered wealthy. Among the people coming and going, those who can afford to wear cotton clothes are obviously proud. I think if there are noble people wearing silk and satin, their noses may turn up to the sky when they come to a place like this.

But the possibility of those people appearing in this town is extremely low. During a chat with a woman stall owner, Yang Yuyao learned that although the town called Zhaosizhen seemed prosperous, due to the intrusion of monsters from time to time, those squires The wealthy have all moved out, leaving only one or two unwelcome family members.

"Brother, do you want anything else?" The woman tied two clogs together with wheat straws and made a ring that could be carried, and handed it to Yang Yuyao, trying to ask. Vendors like them have a lot of experience. Even if Yang Yuyao manages to look good, his appearance is enough for the woman to understand that he is a wealthy owner, and he seems to be easy to talk to.

"Well, let me take a look." Although the woman tried to get him to buy more things, her gentle attitude did not make Yang Yuyao feel uncomfortable, so he also planned to buy some more gadgets. Thinking about it carefully, Yang Yuyao found that he had not done face-to-face transactions with people for more than a year. He didn't like haggling or talking to strangers, so he always chose to spend money online. Unexpectedly, he could still successfully purchase something after not spending money offline for more than a year, although he didn't bargain.

"Well, that one is a peach tree branch?" Yang Yuyao suddenly saw a branch that had been blocked before when the woman moved away to sort out the goods. The thickest part of the branch was only a little thicker than a finger, but most of the The place was as black as if it had been roasted by fire, but there were still a few tender green leaves left. The shape of the leaves was exactly the same as the peach tree in Yang Yuyao's memory.

"Yes, this is the branch of an old peach tree in my house. I don't know what happened yesterday, but a bolt of lightning struck from the blue and happened to split the branch. You can't survive if it's so black. I thought someone might want a peach tree branch to ward off evil spirits, so I brought it here. Unfortunately, when others saw that it was so dark, they stopped wanting it." The woman sighed.

"Can you show it to me?" Yang Yuyao asked, and the woman handed it over decisively. After holding it in her hand, he did feel obvious energy from thunder and lightning in the branches. As the woman said, this is genuine thunder-cracked wood. "How much do you sell this branch for?"

"Brother, just take it if you like. How much can a broken tree branch be worth?" The woman generously chose to give it to Yang Yuyao, which made Yang Yuyao feel embarrassed. I have to say that this woman is still He was quite good at doing business, so he gave Yang Yuyao a tree branch and asked him to buy a few more peach wood Wuxi cards from him. It's just that her vision is too low. In terms of value, especially to the monks, the combined value of all the goods in her stall is not worth the value of this peach tree branch that was broken by lightning.

"Auntie, do you know where I can find a place that sells horse-drawn carriages?" Yang Yuyao asked the woman while waiting for her to weave each of the "Nothing Cards" with red string. At this time, the crowd suddenly became excited.

"Several immortal masters are here."

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Immortal." People said in a respectful tone. As the crowds separated, Yang Yuyao easily saw the protagonist who caused the crowd to commotion.

"Oh, it's really a narrow road for enemies." Yang Yuyao thought to himself. Through the information provided by the waiter at the inn last night, he knew that the monk who came should be the resident monk from Qingfeng Sect. He was squatting next to the woman's stall. He raised his eyes slightly, and sure enough he saw the visitor wearing the uniform of a Qingfeng Sect disciple. By coincidence, they were coming in his direction.

"It's the immortal masters!" The woman also looked over, her eager eyes full of reverence and gratitude.

"I don't know if they will see through my disguise. If possible, I don't want to conflict with them." Yang Yuyao increased his vigilance and quietly released his spiritual power to eavesdrop. Although he would not panic if there was a real fight, these cultivators The disciples who were only at the peak of foundation building couldn't hurt him even if they came together. But he doesn't want to fight, he doesn't like fighting, and with the worldview of cultivating immortals and superpowers, fighting is too easy. This is one of the reasons why he is so eager to return to his own world.

"...I don't believe it, Senior Brother Yang..." A very weak voice entered his ears through the transmission of spiritual power. Yang Yuyao was slightly startled and found that it was the monks who were whispering, probably thinking that everyone here was... The reason for ordinary people is that they just lowered the volume and did not choose to use sound transmission.

"I don't believe it either. It must be Elder Xinglu who is causing trouble! If it weren't for Senior Brother Yang, those arrogant and domineering guys in Xinglu Hall..."

"Junior Brother Liu, be careful what you say."

"But, Senior Brother Li..."

"I understand how you feel. I am also worried about Senior Brother Yang and believe that he is unjust. But we have no right or strength to arrange elders." Yang Yuyao turned his attention to the monk named Senior Brother Li. The man looked to be in his mid-twenties. Although the monk's age could not be judged by his appearance, Yang Yuyao couldn't help but wonder how old this body was. Even the monk Li wanted to call the original owner senior brother. "They deliberately chose to launch an attack when Immortal Qianqing was in retreat, and they obviously had a premeditated plan. All we can do is find a way to contact our master, and they will come forward to contact Immortal Qianqing to reverse the case for Senior Brother Yang."

"Okay." The female monk who started speaking first nodded obediently. "Two senior brothers, do you think that Senior Brother Yang will come to our town? If we meet him, we can provide him with some help and protection. Senior Brother Yang has just been drained of cultivation, and his health must be very good. weak."

"I think even if Senior Brother Yang really comes here, we have to pretend not to know him." The disciple named Liu said, "As Senior Brother Li said, we don't have enough capabilities. If those guys really do If we continue to attack Senior Brother Yang, not only will we not be able to protect him, but we will be more likely to expose him. Don't forget that we are not the only ones stationed here."

"Yes, if we really meet Senior Brother Yang, the best way is to find a reliable way to contact Immortal Lord Qianqing."

"Ah, original owner, you see, there are still people who believe in you and want to help you, and they are not foolhardy." After the monks walked away, Yang Yuyao said to himself, "But the current situation is The right to use the body belongs to me. No matter whether I am wronged or not, I can't go back. Speaking of which, who is the Immortal Qianqing they mentioned? It seems that he has a good relationship with the original owner, so much so that they firmly believe that Immortal Qianqing I will definitely help the original owner, Qianqing...uh...the pronunciation, I don't know if the words are the same, it makes me think of the Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City."

"But those three are still not very good at studying and their vigilance is too bad." Yang Yuyao shook his head in his heart. If their conversation just now was heard by Elder Xinglu's people, they would be in big trouble. "Although I helped them shield it, I hope no other expert will crack it and discover it." Yang Yuyao, who got the address where the carriage could be purchased from the woman, stood up and hung the string of peach wood peace cards on the thunder-split peach wood branches. , holding a pair of wooden clogs tied with wheat straw in his other hand, walked toward the southwest of the town.

There is only one place in this town that sells horses and carriages. The person in charge is called Zhao Dashan, the nephew of Zhao Yuanwai who moved from the town. However, he did not complain at all about being abandoned. He was full of joy and managed the business prosperously.

"My guest, what kind of carriage and horses do you want?" Zhao Dashan said with a smile, "Although I am the only one in our town, I guarantee that our horses and carriages are definitely worth the money." Zhao Dashan photographed He vowed to his chest.

"I need a carriage that is as spacious as possible. It's best if you can lie down and sleep. The horse doesn't have to be fast, it just needs to be strong enough and have good endurance. In addition, I hope you can teach me how to drive a carriage." Yang Yuyao told him The requirements were stated clearly to shorten the time of mutual testing. "You pick them out for me first, and then give me a quote."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Zhao Dashan also likes Yang Yuyao's straightforwardness. Businessmen like the customers who state their needs so straightforwardly couldn't be more fond of them.

In the end, Yang Yuyao settled on a horse with brown-red fur and the carriage with the second largest carriage here. Although Yang Yuyao really had to lie down and sleep in this carriage, he had to curl up as much as possible due to his height, but the largest carriage was too big and heavy and required three horses to pull it. Yang Yuyao didn't want to take care of so many horses. After all, he would have to do all the work for the coachman and coachman by himself.

"We will be companions for a long time, so I'll give you a name. Well... the red one, let's call you Red Comet!" Yang Yuyao patted the horse's neck and said with a smile. The horse with brown and red fur turned its head and looked at its new owner, not sure whether he liked the name or hated it.

"Let's continue going north," Yang Yuyao said after leaving the town, driving the carriage to a southeast-oriented road and continuing north. "Well, in order to have access to the Internet, the plan to build a network can begin. I should first develop a magic weapon similar to a mobile phone and promote it." He whispered, stopped the carriage, and took out the storage ring Paper, pen and ink, after fixing the paper, he used a technique on the pen that could automatically record his voice into words, and drove the carriage to move again.

"In order to ensure that monks can hold it, the price of this magic weapon should not be too high, the signal should be good, it can be transmitted synchronously, and the threshold for use should be as low as possible. In order to achieve the above points, I need to research related products in the world of immortality A detailed investigation is required. Fortunately, there are many such magic weapons in the original owner's storage ring, and the knowledge I obtained also contains a lot of information in this area... Strange, the more I think about it, the more I feel that the original owner's resources are abnormal. Is this what a Golden Core Stage monk can get? Are the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect treated so well?...Ignore this for now. Anyway, what happens to the Qingfeng Sect has nothing to do with me. Let’s consider the current needs first. , for the sake of convenience, it is definitely not possible to completely suppress the cultivation level. It seems that some monks will look down on mortals. How about adjusting to the realm of foundation building first? Then adjust according to the situation."