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

The name Ningcheng means tranquility. This place is very close to the coastline, built on the sea, and lived by the sea. Although there is little need to worry about other countries’ eager eyes, the ocean is more dangerous. The ocean is always unpredictable and moody. Every time the fishermen go to sea, it is a life and death test. The same is true for the oceans in the far north. Even in such a cold season, they still have to go to sea for a living. In addition to waves, rocks, and storms, they also need to be careful of deadly ice floes that may appear at any time.

But the gifts of the ocean are rich, and all kinds of fish can fill the stomachs of many people. In addition, this extremely northern sea can actually produce pearls, which are extremely rare and precious pearls. It's called Purple Spirit Pearl. This kind of pearl is particularly large and round, and its luster is extremely strong. If you hold it on your fingertips and look at it, your appearance will be clearly visible. Its name, Zi Ling, is naturally related to its best-quality color, which is an extremely elegant lilac purple. It can be said that very few women can refuse that color.

In addition, the fine powder made from purple spirit pearls is an excellent beauty product. It is also a high-end medicinal material commonly used in healing elixirs. Even just relying on the Purple Spirit Pearl can attract merchants from all over the world to gather here. Over time, Ningcheng became a prosperous city where merchants from the Wei and Wu Kingdoms gathered.

For example, the Tian family where Yang Yuyao and He Qianqing met Tian Qiaoqiao, an old woman who ran a tea shop on the way to Jinyang City, was born. It was a wealthy family formed after many merchants who made their fortunes settled in Ningcheng. There are many merchants, and there are naturally a lot of commercial activities, and the requirements for mastering writing are also high. This makes Ningcheng generally attach importance to learning and writing, and the culture is prosperous.

Of course, when driving a carriage, even if the speed of the red comet today is different from that of the past, it is not flying with a sword after all. It is conservatively estimated that it will take about half a month to arrive at Ningcheng from Jinyang City. However, the main purpose of their trip to Ningcheng was to modify the improved teleportation formation for the Dongfeng Logistics site there, but there was no need to rush. Dongfeng Logistics still has many things in preparation, and it will take a long time before it can officially start operations. So they had enough time to walk slowly and go to each site to optimize the formation.

The job of driving the carriage was given to Tushan. Anyway, in this world full of immortal cultivators, it is not surprising that the fox can drive.

Yang Yuyao stretched out while sitting in the carriage. He had just completed the production of three more Xunlian pieces and now planned to take a short rest. The carriage space is limited, and now that He Qianqing is also in the carriage, it is naturally difficult for Yang Yuyao to use the clone method to increase the production speed. However, he has not received any new orders so far. What he is doing now will be provided to the monks at various sites of Dongfeng Logistics and He Qianqing's close friends.

The cost of making a Xunlian is extremely low, and Yang Yuyao does not plan to earn many spiritual stones from Xunlian. He hopes that Xunlian will be widely used quickly, so that the network in his mind can be formed faster. With more guidance at that time, maybe he will be able to use Xunlian to read novels and comics created by monks in the near future.

"Well, has someone finally discovered the public screen chat function?" Yang Yuyao saw a red text "1" appearing on the public screen function. When he looked at it, the text changed to "2". It was obvious that the person was studying Public screen, so Yang Yuyao clicked in.

"What does this public screen mean? It's weird, I can't see who I'm chatting with?" Taoist Zichan sent the first message, and then he saw the announcement above him.

"Look at this announcement. Does it mean that all monks who hold Xunlian can chat here? No need to add friends or join groups? It's interesting. I need to ask Old Man Zhang to come and take a look."

"Senior Wei, our leader is currently at a sect meeting and cannot respond to you for a while." The person who sent this message should be a monk named Zhu Qiong. Yang Yuyao guessed that he was the elder of Lingxiao Sect. After all, Taoist Chizhu ordered the largest number of Xunlian from him, and his surname was Zhang. Yang Yuyao estimated that these Xunlians were distributed to various elders, friends, and some disciples of the sect for use in collective tasks.

"As long as you have Xunlian, you can chat here? Is the senior above really the senior Taoist Zichan himself?" Song Yizhang posted.

"Huh? It turns out that one of the three Xunlians ordered by the head of Xuanzhen Sect was given to his son, so the other one was probably given to Aunt Li. Could it be that he wanted to improve the relationship between father and son?" Yang Yuyao guessed curiously. Based on the situation he came into contact with, he felt that Song Yizhang himself was not a bad person, but he was relatively indifferent to Li Yingying, who was his mother. Combined with Li Yingying's statement that Song Yizhang was homeless, this obviously ruled out Song Yizhang being in the Xuanzhen Sect. Yang Yuyao guessed that the relationship between Song Yizhang and his parents was somewhat tense.

"It's me. Is this little friend Song the son of Song Ci?" Taoist Zichan asked. After a long time, Song Yizhang answered with a simple "yes".

"Master, have you encountered any difficulties?" Yang Yuyao looked at He Qianqing and found that his brows were furrowed, wondering what kind of news he had received.

"Xiao Yao, I need to leave for a while." He Qianqing finally made a decision after struggling for a while, "I need to save someone, and I may not even be able to spare the energy to stay with you. You..."

"Don't worry, I will take care of myself." Yang Yuyao immediately understood the urgency of the matter and did not ask who He Qianqing was trying to save. "Besides, there is a life contract with Tushan, isn't it? Master, please protect me." Be good to yourself, I'll wait for you to come back safely."

"Xiao Yao..." Yang Yuyao so decisively asked He Qianqing to save people, but it made He Qianqing hesitate again.

"Time waits for no one. If Master wants to save people, we have to go as soon as possible to have more hope. Besides, almost no one knows that Gu Yuan is me, a casual cultivator with no name. It is impossible for those powerful people to spend their energy to deal with it." Me." Yang Yuyao advised.

"Okay, you can use Xunlian to contact me every day and let me know your situation." He Qianqing was moved.

"Okay, Master, please be careful." Yang Yuyao stepped forward, hugged He Qianqing and watched him leave.

"Is this world really going to be in chaos..." Yang Yuyao looked at the way He Qianqing disappeared, but did not immediately look away. He Qianqing showed him the news discussed by several monks in the group created by Taoist Chizhu last night, in which Taoist Zichan expressed such emotion. A turbulent world is definitely not what Yang Yuyao wants to see. It will mean countless tragedies and the loss of living beings. "Ghosts, demons, demons involved with the ghosts, people in Qin Shu's memory, demons and evil cultivators... What is the purpose of these people, ghosts, devils, monsters? The information is still too It’s impossible to deduce. It’s better to prioritize improving your own strength.”

Yang Yuyao turned off Xunlian's light screen and took out a prototype of Xuantie from the space ring. In this world, iron tools and even iron ore are strictly controlled, making it extremely difficult for mortals to purchase them, but monks have no such restrictions at all. Whether it is ordinary mortal iron or black iron as a spiritual mine, as long as you have money, you can buy it.

Considering that he might not be able to use his spiritual power, Yang Yuyao planned to use these black irons to make a gun, a gun similar in shape to the pistol he was specially authorized to possess for self-protection in his original world. When it comes to gun making, Yang Yuyao has an advantage in experience. He owns real guns himself and is a gun model enthusiast. He has collected many high-quality gun models. When you go to the shooting range of the garrison to practice shooting, you can also touch real guns of other shapes. Therefore, he does not say he knows everything about the structure and principles of firearms, but he can be said to be very thorough.

"Who doesn't love guns?" Yang Yuyao picked up the parts that would be made into the barrel and carefully polished the rifling inside.

Of course, Yang Yuyao did not completely copy the gun he had in the original world. After all, this is a world of cultivating immortals. He would naturally add some functions so that the gun can be used not only when there is no spiritual power, but also when it has spiritual power. Powerful lethality. When the sky was dim, with the blessing of spiritual power, Yang Yuyao completed the gun.

"I have to find a place to try." Yang Yuyao aimed the gun with both hands, but did not turn on the safety or press the trigger. After all, he was in a carriage now. If the bullet fired smoothly, it accidentally hit the paint outside the carriage. The same goes for mountains, red comets, or other passers-by. "It feels good." Yang Yuyao stopped and felt that this gun needed a gun bag.

"Tu Shan, let's march here today and find a place to place the carriage to rest." Yang Yuyao opened the felt curtain and said to Tu Shan.

It has to be said that the original felt curtains of this carriage are very thick and have first-class wind and heat insulation capabilities. Even in the cold season of Wei Wuguo, even if the wooden door in front of the carriage is not closed, the interior of the carriage is still very warm. Of course, in order to be more comfortable, Yang Yuyao has a temperature-adjusting array engraved on the carriage.

"Okay, Master." Tu Shan responded, and she immediately discovered that Yang Yuyao was the only one left in the carriage that originally held two people. "Hey, where is the master's master?"

"He has something urgent to deal with and leaves first." Yang Yuyao replied calmly.

"How could he be like this, leaving his master alone when he was newly married?" Tu Shan angrily defended Yang Yuyao.

"Don't talk nonsense, Master, he is going to save people." Yang Yuyao said with a smile, reaching out his hand to rub Tushan's furry head. Although the fox's fur feels slightly cool to the touch after being outdoors for a long time, as the fur is turned, the heat is emitted, making it feel soft and warm.

"But why didn't he take his master with him?" Tu Shan was puzzled. "When he was in Panhu Mountain's small secret realm before, he wanted to lock his master to himself. Now he left his master alone and left. Got it!"

"What should I do with you? Master, if he goes to save people, it must be an extremely critical situation that requires him to take action. If I go with him, he will definitely be distracted by me. If I don't go, he will feel more at ease." Yang Yuyao stretched out his hand to pick up Tu Shan and put his chin on the top of Tu Shan's head, as if he was holding a large stuffed toy.

"You feel at ease when you are far away? Why is this so?" Tu Shan asked doubtfully.

"Master, he will definitely use some means to confirm my safety without me taking the initiative to contact him. When he can't see anyone, he will naturally believe in the means he set up." Yang Yuyao said simply, He let go of Tu Shan and put her down gently, then jumped out of the carriage.

Red Comet turned its head and neighed that he wanted to hug it too. Yang Yuyao walked over and hugged its neck and touched its mane. Red Comet immediately narrowed his eyes in comfort.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Yuyao patted the horse's neck and said. After telling Tu Shan to take a look at the carriage, Yang Yuyao floated in the air and found a place with rugged rocks. "This is it." Yang Yuyao visually inspected the site he selected. It was not too far from where the carriage was, and there was almost no vegetation. Although there is no environmental pollution problem in this world, Yang Yuyao still does not intend to destroy these plants for no reason if possible. In the blink of an eye, he appeared among the rocks.

Yang Yuyao scanned the area again with his spiritual consciousness. After confirming that there was no hidden danger, he began to set targets. After all, this was his first time making a gun himself, and Yang Yuyao couldn't confirm whether it would explode. However, as long as you don't use spiritual power to activate the formation inside, even if it explodes, it will not be a threat to Yang Yuyao, who is already in the Void Refining Realm.

"First try to finish a magazine of bullets. Test the smoothness of firing of ordinary bullets and the destructive power and accuracy of bullets." Yang Yuyao said to himself, raised the gun with one hand and aimed at the rock in front. Under normal circumstances Holding the gun with both hands is more secure and can effectively control the impact of the pistol's recoil. But the monk's strengthened body is enough to resist recoil with one hand, and he can shoot with one hand, and his flexibility will definitely be greatly improved.

"The first shot missed by five centimeters. It seems that we have to control the variables first." Yang Yuyao changed back to holding the gun with both hands. The reason why he used one hand first was that one hand is more handsome after all, and let alone people around here, even those with intelligence There are no living creatures, it is extremely safe. With the second shot, Yang Yuyao successfully hit the center of the target without any deviation. "It seems it's still a matter of habit of holding a gun. I need to practice more with one hand." Yang Yuyao thought about it and fired at the remaining targets one by one, with no miss.

"Master, everything should go well, right?" Yang Yuyao put down his gun and looked at the rocks that had been dented by bullets. Although each bullet mark was very shallow, it was enough to cause serious damage to the body. . When he raised his gun and fired, Yang Yuyao felt as if he had returned to his original world, and it was time to learn how to use a gun at the shooting range of the garrison. But when I put down the gun, I returned to reality. "Obviously this world is more like a dream. Am I in a dream without knowing it?" Yang Yuyao asked himself. "But, so what if it's a dream? Why not treat it as a wonderful adventure?"

"It's strange, why did the master go to a place far away from anyone when trying the gun?" Tu Shan muttered in a low voice in confusion. She did not see Yang Yuyao's homemade pistol and thought that the gun Yang Yuyao was talking about was The kind of spear that dances and whirrs. "And why do you want to use the word try?" Tushan, who was confused, suddenly raised her head in horror. In the direction she was looking, a white light looked like a long snake, rising from the ground and shooting straight into the sky, even the thick clouds All were torn apart by it, revealing the starry night sky.

"Okay, what a powerful sword energy! Master. Master, will he be in danger?!" Tu Shan jumped off the carriage and tried to find Yang Yuyao's location. Just as she was spinning around helplessly, Tu Shan finally Thinking of it, if Yang Yuyao was injured and had a life contract, she would definitely be the first to know. Now that she herself is safe and sound, it is even less likely that Yang Yuyao will be fine. When she realized that she was so relieved, Yang Yuyao happened to be back.

"Master, did you see anyone else around here just now?" Tu Shan asked. Although she was glad that Yang Yuyao was not in danger, the terrifying sword energy just now left her with lingering fears. She felt that it might be Only a powerful person at the sword immortal level can release such amazing sword energy.

"Others? Didn't notice." Yang Yuyao thought for a moment and replied. He had checked the area with his spiritual consciousness and found that there were no other humans. But Tu Shan has never guessed Yang Yuyao's true state. He only thinks that Yang Yuyao didn't notice it because he didn't encounter the powerful man who released the sword energy. Although the sword energy only appeared for a moment, Tu Shan still felt uneasy.

"Master, I feel that it is not very safe here, how about we go a little further?" Tu Shan suggested in horror.

"Okay, then let's drive a little further." Yang Yuyao agreed. Although he didn't notice any danger, he thought that Tushan, as a demon trained from animals, should be more sensitive to danger. He immediately agreed to Tushan's suggestion.

If Tushan directly said that she was scared because she noticed the sword energy, Yang Yuyao would understand that there is really no danger here. After all, the sword energy came from him, and he himself did not expect that after pouring spiritual energy into the homemade black iron pistol, he could produce sword energy. A gun fired with sword energy is a bit outrageous no matter how you think about it.

"Report to Master that you are safe." Yang Yuyao sat in the carriage and sent a message using Xunlian, but he did not receive a reply for a long time. "I wonder if Master is still on his way."