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

While Li Fengzhi went home to rest for lunch, Yang Yuyao began his research in the inn. After setting up defenses to prevent accidents, Yang Yuyao began to experiment with various possibilities. Monks will have some training in their mental power in the early stages of their practice, but as they become able to use and master their spiritual consciousness, their mental power is completely ignored. Except for a few spells that can attack the spirit, the monks have almost no development and utilization of spiritual power. But Yang Yuyao feels that if he needs to find a secret medicine that can help him solve the strong control similar to "Puppet", using mental power is the best way to break the situation.

Moreover, in his memory, he had used his mental power to forcibly tamper with some data of the system in his mind, and even controlled the system to serve him. Then he has advantages and experience in manipulating mental power. The question is how to exploit it.

You cannot rely on the control system. This is not only difficult but also has a certain probability of failure. It is best to use mental power to inspire and break the shackles of control, and then no longer need mental power. Otherwise, the mental energy consumption will be too great, which will not be conducive to his long-term fighting.

Yang Yuyao experimented and recorded again and again. In just two hours, his notebook was full of rejected plans. Breaking into a new direction was much more difficult than he originally expected. Tu Shan was silently helping to clean up. She couldn't understand or understand what Yang Yuyao was doing. In order to ensure the confidentiality of his plan, Yang Yuyao did not even inform Tushan, who was bound to keep it secret in the contract.

Yang Yuyao felt that time was a little tight, and he even considered whether to tell Li Fengzhi that he no longer needed to take him around Tongling Town. For some reason, Yang Yuyao's intuition told him that he had better complete this research before He Qianqing came back. Xunlian rang the alarm to notify Yang Yuyao that the time for him and Li Fengzhi to meet had arrived. At this moment, Yang Yuyao discovered that one of the liquid experimental materials reacted to his mental power. Yang Yuyao quickly wrote a note and handed it to Tushan, asking her to see if Li Fengzhi had arrived. If Li Fengzhi arrived, she would give him the note and ask him to wait for her a little longer. Then Yang Yuyao focused on recording the only experimental material that had a reaction. Tested again.

All three tests showed positive results. Yang Yuyao was very satisfied with the results and felt that he was quite lucky to have actually encountered the suspected useful material. Tushan had already returned and told him that he had given the note to Li Fengzhi who was waiting outside the door. Knowing that Li Fengzhi needed to wait for Yang Yuyao for a while, the inn owner Uncle Zhou and his family pulled Li Fengzhi into the inn to sit down and chat about home affairs.

"Okay, it's time to go out for a walk with Li Fengzhi and get some fresh air." Yang Yuyao put all the things back into the space ring, removed his defenses and stood up. However, he ignored the consequences of excessive mental exertion for two consecutive hours. As soon as he stood up, his eyes darkened and he fell down.

"Master!" Tu Shan didn't even have time to use the magic, and he quickly jumped over with his whole fox under Yang Yuyao and used it as a meat pad for Yang Yuyao. The head of the fallen Yang Yuyao hit her torso, but for a fox demon with two tails, the impact was neither painful nor itchy. She even felt that Yang Yuyao was too light. "As a monk, the master's figure seems to be too thin." Tu Shan, who successfully caught Yang Yuyao, looked back at the beautiful face resting on her body, wagging his tail and thinking.

"Ah, Tushan, thank you." After the fall, Yang Yuyao woke up quickly. At least the discomfort of losing too much mental energy did not disappear. Yang Yuyao stood up on the edge of the bed and lowered his head. After sitting on the ground for a while, the feeling of dizziness and tingling in my head completely disappeared. Tushan walked up to him and squatted down worriedly.

"Master, you can actually rest on me for a while longer. You don't have to get up so quickly." Tu Shan said. Yang Yuyao didn't answer, but stretched out his slender fingers and scratched Tushan behind the ears, which made Tushan narrow his eyes in comfort.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Yang Yuyao smiled and stood up.

"Sorry for the long wait." Yang Yuyao left the room and found Li Fengzhi and said.

"No, no, soon, Master Immortal, where do you want to go next?" Li Fengzhi asked, with a trace of expectation in his evasive eyes.

"Just take me for a walk to places you find interesting." Yang Yuyao didn't have a destination he wanted to go to, so he left the decision to Li Fengzhi.

"Hmm...Okay." Li Fengzhi thought about it seriously. What he once found interesting was no longer so interesting in the past six years. But now that their oppressors are dead, maybe those shops have reopened.

They were walking on the street, which was already a little livelier than in the morning. Yang Yuyao finally saw the young people except Li Fengzhi and Xiao Rui. These boys and girls may have been hiding indoors without sunlight for a long time, and their skin color was horribly pale. Yang Yuyao turned his head slightly to look at Li Fengzhi, who was a head shorter than him, and then looked at the girl and boy in the distance. Li Fengzhi's skin color was too normal, even darker than Yang Yuyao himself, so that Yang Yuyao was the first I didn't feel anything was wrong when I saw him.

"Uncle Liu, Uncle Li, Uncle Song, Uncle Zhao, are you leaving the town?" They continued to move forward and walked to a new street. They saw four men preparing two human trailers and packing things. Li Fengzhi saw them and immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"It's Azhi, ah, hello, Master Immortal." When several men saw Yang Yuyao, they immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him respectfully.

"Don't worry about me, you just do your thing." Yang Yuyao said quickly in embarrassment.

"Yes, we thought we could leave the town together, so we went to a nearby town to buy some delicious food for everyone. In the past few years, everyone has been frugal and even with each other. Now It's finally over, I have to make up for it!" The person who spoke seemed to be the oldest among the group. When he spoke, his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled. However, perhaps because he had been worried for too long, the deep Sichuan pattern between his eyebrows seemed to have been carved with a knife and could not be removed no matter what.

"Yes, when we come back, we will prepare the largest banquet in our town for Master Immortal, and let the ladies bring out their best craftsmanship!" Another younger man said happily, Unknown to him, Yang Yuyao was frightened by his words and even considered leaving as soon as possible.

In Yang Yuyao's understanding, this kind of traditional banquet seems to be held in the largest public building in a place such as an ancestral hall, and then dozens or even hundreds of tables are placed. Then all the men, women, and children in the entire town stayed in the same space to eat. And if it was held for him, he would have to sit in the main seat and be stared at by everyone. Just thinking about it, Yang Yuyao felt like he was suffocating.

"No, we have to escape as soon as possible before they come back to hold a banquet." Yang Yuyao had a polite smile on his face and was making secret calculations in his heart.

However, seeing with his own eyes the people of a town working hard to restart the town after the disaster, Yang Yuyao suddenly remembered that there is a saying that life can always find a way out. Although this sentence is not completely correct, when the most restrictive shackles are broken, people can always show their endless vitality.

"Perhaps my previous thoughts were too narrow. It's not that mortals in this world don't want to pursue a better life, but their vision limits their imagination." Yang Yuyao guessed that if these people knew that people from other places could live To live a better and more comfortable life without becoming a monk. Will these people rely on their own imagination and try to work in this direction?

"Master Immortal, I have a question, can I ask it?" Li Fengzhi hesitated for a long time before asking.

"Knowledge about the world of immortality?" Yang Yuyao stopped and asked.

"Yes." Li Fengzhi nodded vigorously.

"Ask me first, and you don't need to call me brat when you talk to me. I've said it before, I'm not much older than you, so you don't need to use derogatory names for me." Yang Yuyao said.

"But... okay, Master Immortal." Li Fengzhi hesitated for a while, but finally obeyed Yang Yuyao's request. "Xiao... I read the book of casual cultivators you gave me today. It says that no matter where you are born, if you encounter evil cultivators, anyone who can beat them will be punished. Xiao... I know what this sentence means. Regardless of whether it is a monk from a sect or a casual cultivator, if you encounter an evil cultivator, as long as you can defeat that evil cultivator, you must kill that evil cultivator. Then... Master Immortal Master, how did the evil cultivator become ?”

"Became." Yang Yuyao couldn't help but burst into laughter. Li Fengzhi's statement made it seem as if the evil cultivator was not actually a human race, but some kind of spirit. Somehow, it made Yang Yuyao laugh.

"Uh, is there something wrong with what I said?" Li Fengzhi touched his head and asked doubtfully.

"Li Fengzhi, where do you think evil cultivators came from?" Yang Yuyao asked, hoping to use him to understand what things in the world of cultivating immortals looked like in the eyes of mortals. Although Li Fengzhi successfully introduced Qi into his body with his help, his understanding of the world of immortality was basically still at the stage of a mortal. Just enough to satisfy Yang Yuyao's curiosity.

"Well, I think the monk became an evil cultivator after being defeated by the inner demon?" Li Fengzhi secretly looked at Yang Yuyao and said uncertainly.

"That's not the case," Yang Yuyao did not laugh this time, but shook his head gently. When Yang Yuyao read novels before, there was indeed a plot in which monks were corrupted by inner demons and became demons. But this world of cultivating immortals has different rules. "For monks, inner demons almost only cause self-injury. If a monk's inner demons abuse him, then that person will suffer from spiritual disorder, physical damage, and even regression in cultivation. Although the inner demons will indeed lose control when the inner demons are out of control. situation, but it will only weaken it but not strengthen it. Have you seen the evil cultivator here, do you think he seems to be irrational? "

"...No," Li Fengzhi shook his head, "I think he is quite sober. So who is the evil cultivator?"

"You can understand evil cultivation as a choice." Yang Yuyao replied. Passing by a shop that originally sold snacks. However, after being trapped for so long, there were no ingredients to make most of the snacks. The shop only had the simplest pancakes and steamed buns with a small amount of salt. Yang Yuyao bought two cakes and gave one to Li Fengzhi.

"Choose?" Li Fengzhi held the cake given by Yang Yuyao, but was reluctant to eat it.

"Well, giving up conscience and future is just a choice to satisfy current desires." Yang Yuyao replied, "It is easy to become an evil cultivator. Although there are special skills, it is not difficult to find out. Because becoming an evil cultivator The core point is to kill people, keep killing people." Yang Yuyao said with a cold face, and Li Fengzhi took a breath. Although it was the New Year, Wei Wu State was extremely far north after all. At this time, he could still wear a coat. It makes people shiver with cold. Li Fengzhi choked on the air-conditioning and coughed several times.

"Becoming an evil cultivator is equivalent to taking the human form and life of others to practice for yourself. Once you become an evil cultivator, you will never be able to ascend or turn back." After Li Fengzhi stopped coughing, Yang Yuyao continued.

"In that case, why do you want to become an evil cultivator?" Even though Li Fengzhi had just entered the path of cultivation, he knew that the purpose of cultivating immortality was to ascend. Becoming an evil cultivator is equivalent to cutting off this path. Why do those cultivators still do this?

"Everyone has his or her own reasons. Maybe he broke the pot, or maybe he is murderous. Just remember not to embark on this path, and the combat effectiveness of evil cultivators is usually higher than that of monks of the same realm. So without Don’t think of rashly confronting him if you are confident enough,” Yang Yuyao reminded.

He felt that since he had introduced Li Fengzhi to the path of spiritual practice, it was natural for him, as a senior, to answer some newcomers' questions. Just like the seniors he met who were willing to teach him. As for Li Fengzhi interpreting other meanings, he had no idea at all.

"Well, I will definitely keep it in mind." Li Fengzhi agreed sincerely. "Then Master Immortal, if I want to become your disciple, what conditions should I meet? I can work hard to achieve it!" Li Fengzhi asked expectantly, clenching his fists, while Yang Yuyao looked at him blankly. Feeling like my brain is buzzing.

"Why is this melon so sweet?" Yang Yuyao thought to himself. He wondered if he should just make up impossible conditions, but he felt that it would be a bad idea to trick him. After all, this young man is just a bit stubborn and has no bad intentions, and Yang Yuyao feels that he is not suitable to accept disciples and teach others.

Although there is no special magic weapon for Li Fengzhi to test his spiritual roots, Yang Yuyao believes that Li Fengzhi should have quite good qualifications, and there will definitely be many big shots willing to accept him as his disciple. Asking him to learn from you will definitely delay him. Fortunately, Yang Yuyao successfully found a new topic and successfully skipped this matter.

Yang Yuyao did not make an appointment with Li Fengzhi to meet the next day because he felt that he should leave. If he doesn't leave, he will have no suitable reason to refuse Li Fengzhi's request, and he may have to attend the banquet held by these residents. The most important thing is that he does not know that the official monk sent by the government to confirm that Tongling Town has encountered evil cultivators is suitable. arrival. These ordinary people didn't recognize his face, but it was hard for the monks to tell. To avoid trouble, try to avoid it.

"Xiaoyao, are you still in Tongling Town now?" In the evening, Yang Yuyao received a message from He Qianqing, asking about his location.

"Master, are you coming back?" Yang Yuyao asked.

"Yes, I'm heading back." He Qianqing replied.

"I will leave Tongling Town tomorrow and walk another section of the route we originally planned. Master, if you are close enough, you can send a message to confirm the specific location with me." Yang Yuyao replied. He felt that the matters He Qianqing was going to handle should be quite large. It's tricky, I'm afraid the injuries haven't healed completely yet, but I always ask if the wounds are healed and I always feel that something is not good. After much hesitation, Yang Yuyao still didn't ask.

"Why don't you continue to stay in Tongling Town?" He Qianqing asked puzzledly.

"...The people here are too enthusiastic." Yang Yuyao returned.

"Okay, I get it." On the other side of Xunlian, He Qianqing smiled, "Take care of yourself, I'll be there soon." He then sent.

"At least I can rest assured." Yang Yuyao ended his chat with He Qianqing and was about to take out the materials to continue research when he discovered that their small group of three people who had not seen any movement for many days actually had new information. Yang Yuyao clicked in to take a look. , and found that the person who sent the message was Ye Qianqian.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Ziqi, what should you do if someone always comes to bother you?" Ye Qianqian asked. Yang Yuyao was stunned. He was not very good at handling this matter, but he still responded to the message.

"Let's talk about what's going on first." Yang Yuyao posted.

"Brother Yuan!" Ye Qianqian first sent out the name she called Yang Yuyao, and then the specific reason was revealed after a while.

"The thing is like this, I have a senior sister who I have never interacted with before, but she keeps teasing me for no reason. She says that I am shameless and that I look like a man. I ignore her, but It’s really annoying that she keeps coming.”

"Well, I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar. Let me think about it first. But we can deal with the matter from two aspects." Yang Yuyao sent two pictures he drew based on the emoticons in the memory of the original world. One picture looks like an ax at first glance, but the edge of the axe is marked with the character "利". The other picture also looks like an axe, but with the character "德" written on it. The radicals of the characters Li and De are drawn to look like very sharp blades. After seeing these two pictures, Ye Qianqian came over with a "Wow".

"I like these two axes so much! I have decided that my weapons will look like this!" Ye Qianqian said excitedly. As for what she was worried about just now, she had forgotten.

"Wait, Qianqian, think again! These two axes are just funny pictures. The axes are not durable if they are made like this." Yang Yuyao, who had never expected Ye Qianqian to have such a plan, quickly reminded her. Ye Qianqian had mentioned to them before that if she became an inner disciple in Xuanzhen Sect, she would have a chance to ask the elders of Forging Peak to help forge a weapon of her choice.

This weapon may not necessarily be of a very high grade, but it must be very durable because they will accompany these disciples for a long time. Because of this, the inner disciples of Xuanzhen Sect will cherish this opportunity and choose styles very carefully. After all, this involves what kind of weapons he will be better at in the future.

"Yeah, but I really like it. I'll ask Elder Qiao from Forging Peak tomorrow. Brother Yuan, can I show her these two pictures?" Ye Qianqian asked.

"Okay, remember to save it in the album and show it to her." Yang Yuyao agreed. He felt that the elder was so experienced that he would definitely not agree to this outrageous design.

"Okay, no problem!" Ye Qianqian happily agreed.