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

"Speaking of it, this Lan Zirong is quite interesting." He Qianqing, who stayed in the residence provided by Yi Baoxuan, said, but Yang Yuyao, who blushed with shame, couldn't listen to his words for a while. Yang Yuyao hid himself in a small corner and curled up, his face so red that it was almost ripe.

"Why does this world treat me like this..." Yang Yuyao thought painfully, hoping very much to return to his original world. In his original living space, management was strict and the number of people he needed to contact was small and fixed. Even if he was granted an exceptional With the honor of being an academician, the confidentiality agreement will not be known to the public. Therefore, he will not be mentioned as a topic. Unless he dies many years later his affairs will be published like those of the old timers. By that time, it won't matter what those people say about him since he's dead anyway.

"Xiao Yao, if you don't cheer up, you will be discovered by those people from Lingxiao Sect." He Qianqing warned after Yang Yuyao's aura was no longer so repulsive. After taking care of Yang Yuyao for so many years, He Qianqing still knew very well under what circumstances Yang Yuyao could overcome part of this extremely strong fear, that is when Yang Yuyao regarded what he wanted to do as a When he needs to complete a task, he will make himself look like a normal person.

Sure enough, Yang Yuyao immediately cheered up. Although he was still resisting in his heart, his determination not to reveal his identity overcame his resistance. Yang Yuyao once again threw the divine messenger into the clone left at the competition venue, and once again Take control.

At this time, the three of them were already fighting on the field. Perhaps it was due to the dialogue at the beginning of the show that Yi Ziqi and Lan Zirong really joined forces to deal with Zhaoyang as he wished. This made it somewhat difficult for him to deal with it, but after all, there was a gap in realm. Yi Ziqi Qi and Lan Zirong also failed to capture Zhaoyang.

This time Yang Yuyao was smart. He immediately blocked the clone's hearing, and then pretended to be fascinated, so that no one would disturb him. Even if he didn't look at others carefully, he wouldn't know. However, although these three people did not say any more shocking words during the competition, Yang Yuyao had another epiphany while watching the competition. Then, not surprisingly, he easily crossed the hurdle from the late stage of the Void Refining Realm to the Great Perfection.

"Although I heard that avatars can also practice cultivation, shouldn't it be something that can be done in this realm?" Yang Yuyao tried hard to resist the urge to hold his forehead. This sect disciple is too poisonous, even if it is not good Watching the game carefully, his cultivation level is still rising sharply. Sure enough, he was still too self-aware. If he had known this, he should have chosen to operate like the secret trial and let Ye Qianqian record it for him. Although monks are all pursuing a higher realm, Yang Yuyao feels that experience alone is not enough, and empty realm is not reliable.

Yang Yuyao actually does not resist the improvement of his own realm. After all, this is a world where strength is respected, and strong strength is the basis for ensuring his own safety. It's just that this realm has risen too fast, making Yang Yuyao feel that his strength has not increased, and he doesn't like this feeling of loss of control.

The arena competition finally ended after two hours. After all, Zhaoyang, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, was slightly better and finally won the championship. Yi Ziqi and Lan Zirong fell off the ring one after another, so they finished second and third respectively. Zhaoyang pulled the two of them back into the ring, but they lost the arrogance they had at the beginning of the game.

"You are indeed very good," he said to Lan Zirong, with a rather proud tone, "but you are still far behind Yang Yuyao. When I competed with Yang Yuyao two years ago, I only took two of his moves."

"Of course, I am participating in this disciple competition just to let everyone know how strong Yang Yuyao is!" Lan Zirong looked at Zhaoyang with a much friendlier look. Among the many disciples of Qingfeng Sect, Lan Zirong is actually one of the most talented. However, he has always kept a low profile and usually only competes with fellow disciples. If Yang Yuyao had memories of his time in Qingfeng Sect, he would definitely remember that Lan Zirong, a fellow disciple who was much older than him, was so persistent in competing with Yang Yuyao every day and was defeated by Yang Yuyao with one move. . But even if Yang Yuyao remembered it, he might not understand why Lan Zirong liked to pester him so much, but at that time he was still very patient and defeated Lan Zirong every time.

Lan Zirong has never thought of defending his sect against the current mishaps and bad reputation of the Qingfeng Sect. Because their sect did something outrageous and unheard of. Other sects may have misunderstood and wronged a certain disciple and wrongly punished him. But it would not be as outrageous as their sect, where the disciples and the elders deliberately planned to frame a disciple and wanted to kill him, and the sect master knew it but still acquiesced. Not to mention the elders who like Yang Yuyao and can't stand such things, many of their disciples also want to leave the Qingfeng Sect.

However, unlike the elders, unless a disciple of a sect is good enough to make other sects want to recruit him early, he will basically be able to become a casual cultivator after leaving the original sect, and it will be difficult to join other sects. After all, every sect is afraid that its secret skills will be taken away by other sects. Therefore, the unspoken rule for joining a new sect is that you must abolish what you learned in the original sect. Not many monks can make up their mind to do this. Although it is only a hidden rule rather than a mandatory rule, if it is not worth enough to get the privilege, then you can only abide by it.

For most monks, once what they have learned in the sect is abolished, it is too difficult to start over. There are only a handful of people who can do this, and most monks don't dare to gamble with their own futures, so even if they are dissatisfied with the sect and feel unwilling to do so, they can only grit their teeth and endure it.

Lan Zirong could have turned a deaf ear to those words that attacked Qingfeng Sect, but when he heard that someone was spreading rumors that Yang Yuyao from such a sect must not be good, maybe there was something wrong with him, otherwise why would he target him? When he did. Lan Zirong felt extremely angry. He uncharacteristically decided to participate in the disciple competition, and together with several disciples who also felt aggrieved by Yang Yuyao, planned to rectify Yang Yuyao's name in the disciple competition.

It's a pity that the gap in level prevented Lan Zirong from winning the championship in the end, but he was still happy to know that Yang Yuyao's image in the hearts of more people was not damaged by those rumors. Even if he lost the game, he was still happy. However, Yang Yuyao didn't hear their conversation after the game at all. It wasn't until he saw Yi Ziqi and the others coming on stage to receive the award that Yang Yuyao unlocked his clone's hearing. Just because he didn't hear it, Yang Yuyao realized belatedly that the top three in the competition had given him another wave of popularity. It took a lot of effort for the monks to stop discussing things about him and the Qingfeng Sect, but now they started to bring up all kinds of old things again.

Although Yi Ziqi only finished third in this competition, it was far beyond his expectations for himself. Without Yang Yuyao's firm belief that he had the strength, Yi Ziqi would not have dared to work harder. Even then, there would not be such an achievement. He looked at Yang Yuyao standing under the spiritual stone lamp, finally understood and clenched his fist in his heart, making up his mind.

"A Yuan, can you leave alone with me for a while? I have something to tell you." Yi Ziqi looked at Yang Yuyao and asked cautiously.

"Of course." Yang Yuyao nodded and agreed decisively. Yi Ziqi was finally willing to talk to him, which showed that he should still trust him.

So they stayed away from the crowd and turned left and right into a deserted alley. It was almost New Year's Eve. Even though there were no doors on three sides of the alley, red lanterns were still hung on both sides of the closed windows. It snowed again in the night sky, and the white snowflakes fell on the red lanterns, which was very charming. Yi Ziqi stared at Yang Yuyao's face, as if he could no longer look away. While Yang Yuyao waited in confusion, his heart beat like a drum, and the words that reached his lips slipped back into his throat several times.

"A Yuan, I want to tell you that I like you very much." Finally, Yi Ziqi successfully spoke, "The kind of love that I want to have as a Taoist partner with you."

No matter how calm Yang Yuyao was, he couldn't hold back the shock on his face at this moment. He never expected that this was the reason that affected Yi Ziqi these days and caused him to behave inappropriately.

"Ziqi, are you sure?" Yang Yuyao asked dryly. He couldn't help but wonder whether there was something wrong with this world, or something was wrong with him in this world, or maybe there was something wrong with Xuanzhen City, why? He received two confessions in just a few days, both from men of the same gender as him. Regarding the same-sex confession, Yang Yuyao didn't feel disgusted or had any other uncomfortable reactions. He just couldn't understand why such a thing happened to him. Even if you like someone of the same sex, why should you like him, an otaku? Or is it that other people in Xuanzhen City are like this, but he just doesn't know it?

"Of course, I'm sure. I also thought about it for a long time before I decided to tell you, A Yuan." Yi Ziqi swallowed dryly, his mouth feeling dry due to nervousness. He spent a lot of time to figure out what he wanted and a lot of time to muster up the courage. Now he looked at Yang Yuyao with expectation and fear.

"...Ziqi, I'm sorry." Yang Yuyao thought in silence for a while before speaking again, "I don't think I have considered developing my relationship with you into a Taoist couple. Ziqi, you should know , I am a person who has lost my past. Not only you, I don’t know what kind of person I was in the past. But it is impossible for me to be completely separated from my past, or to think of it myself. , or the past came to me. It is very likely that I will change drastically because of this, and I will no longer be what I am now."

Yang Yuyao almost told Yi Ziqi that even the name "Gu Yuan" was a fake name. He couldn't accept Yi Ziqi's emotions. It would make Yang Yuyao feel that he was cheating and that there was another person. I also invested my emotions in him. Although he doesn't seem to have the emotion of love so far, because of this, he can only talk about it on a first-come, first-served basis. This was the first time He Qianqing had encountered such a thing, and by the time he reacted, he had already missed the best opportunity to refuse. Maybe it was because he was familiar with it once and twice, but Yang Yuyao was no longer as confused as last time and decided decisively that he must refuse. It is said that the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Although Yang Yuyao is not sure, he feels that it should be right.

"I don't care." Yi Ziqi replied. Yang Yuyao was slightly startled. This was not the same reaction as he had planned. What should he say next? "However, if you can't accept my feelings, A-Yuan, I can accept it too." While Yang Yuyao was still thinking, Yi Ziqi continued. Yi Ziqi twitched his lips and smiled stiffly, "After all, many people find it disgusting to be liked by someone of the same sex."

"I don't feel disgusted," Yang Yuyao said immediately. Although he had not considered dating Yi Ziqi, he did not want Yi Ziqi to hate himself. He originally wanted to comfort him by saying that although liking someone of the same sex is a rare event, it is also a way of natural self-regulation, and it is not disgusting just because it is rare. But after He Qianqing refuted the issue of probability, Yang Yuyao also became suspicious. Maybe he made an empiricist error. What if the world likes the opposite sex and the same sex exactly equally? So Yang Yuyao had to give up this plan. "It's just that in my eyes, Ziqi, you are my good friend. As long as you are willing, I will always be your friend."

"Ayuan, thank you." Yi Ziqi smiled, but for some reason he was relieved after being rejected. Perhaps it was because he had already prepared for the worst. He thought about how he would be hated after confessing, even to his friends. Can't do it anymore. However, a heart that has already been moved cannot change back to its original state so easily just because of a rejection.

When Yang Yuyao and Yi Ziqi left the alley, the crowd had dispersed. Now that the competition was over, each sect allowed their disciples to move around freely. When Yang Yuyao and the others returned to the road separated from the Lingxiao Sect, , only Ye Qianqian was left waiting for them.

Although they had verbally agreed to continue being friends, the two were still a little awkward getting along. After all, neither of them is so big-hearted that they can completely ignore what just happened. Ye Qianqian felt this atmosphere. Although she could not guess the reason, Ye Qianqian felt that she should find a way to relieve it. However, she couldn't think of any reliable way for a while, so she looked around, trying to find something to divert her attention. Then she noticed the bunches of bright red and attractive red fruits that were held up high.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Ziqi, look, there are candied haws over there! How about we buy some to eat?" Ye Qianqian asked expectantly. In this world, productivity is low, sugar is rare, and there are not many types of sweets. However, classic snacks such as candied haws are very popular in that world.

"You go ahead and eat, I won't." Yang Yuyao refused with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, this is sweet and sour, not very sweet!" introduced Ye Qianqian because Yang Yuyao was afraid that it would be too sweet.

"Well, I know, because I used hawthorn, but I don't really want to eat right now." Yang Yuyao firmly refused. The reason why he was so firm was because he had a psychological shadow on the candied haws. But if this was revealed, maybe even Ye Qianqian and the others wouldn't be able to eat the candied haws.

In the original world, when he was a child, Yang Yuyao also admired candied haws. At that time, he read an article describing how to make candied haws. Yang Yuyao read it while flipping through the dictionary, and then read the article. Reading the text completely, the descriptions are so tempting that even a child like Yang Yuyao who doesn't like sweets can't help but be greedy. Even one day when he went out with his grandfather and saw a vendor selling candied haws, he couldn't help but beg his grandfather to buy him the smallest one to try.

In his original world, many new varieties of candied haws have been developed, such as strawberries, kiwis, apples, and pears. It seems that as long as the fruit is stuck on a wooden stick and coated with a layer of shiny sugar, it is a new variety of candied haws. The more varieties there are, the more difficult it is to choose. Yang Yuyao thought for a long time before choosing a mini candied haws with only one hawthorn fruit.

So his grandfather asked Yang Yuyao to sit on a bench by the roadside and wait for him to buy it for him. Maybe it was because he hesitated for a long time. Several children about his age had already bought it for themselves. Tanghulu went to find their parents. Then Yang Yuyao saw a little brother who was probably a little older than him, biting a candied haws and trotting towards him, and then he fell hard with a snap. The skewer of the candied haws in his mouth was pierced like this, and the little brother's mouth was instantly filled with blood, which dripped everywhere on the ground.

Yang Yuyao's grandfather hurriedly turned back and covered his eyes, while the child was taken to the hospital by the ambulance called by his parents. Unexpectedly, this matter made the news. The bamboo stick penetrated the boy's lungs and heart at a strange rate. The doctors finally successfully removed the bamboo stick after a difficult operation. But the boy eventually died of a severe infection.

The result of the investigation was that the candied haws hawker that day had sinisterly collected used bamboo sticks from the trash can, washed them casually, and made candied haws for sale. And this is not an isolated case. Subsequent news investigations found that many candied haws hawkers do this in order to control costs. From now on, when Yang Yuyao thinks of candied haws, he will think of the bamboo sticks that were found to be full of various germs, making students studying bacterial culture envious and jealous. Although the vendors in this world are not necessarily so black-hearted, and the monks should not be easily defeated by germs, Yang Yuyao just feels that he cannot accept it.