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

Yang Yuyao never expected that He Qianqing would be willing to play such a childish game with him. If it had been anyone else, such a thing would definitely not be possible. Yang Yuyao didn't know if He Qianqing was deliberately guiding him to become the most special person in Yang Yuyao's heart, the one he could trust wholeheartedly and deliver himself to.

In Yang Yuyao's memory, there were actually many people who were kind to him when he was growing up. However, when his parents who should have loved the most selflessly could not get any love at all, Yang Yuyao found it difficult to trust others. I really like him and want to be nice to him. Those likes and goodwill are like a mirror in the mirror to Yang Yuyao, elusive and out of reach.

Even though it was his grandfather, Yang Yuyao knew that he was very kind to him, but most of the time his grandfather was a very reserved person. He doesn't express his emotions clearly. Yang Yuyao himself is a person who is relatively insensitive to emotions, and it is difficult for him to accept the love of others.

His birth was a mistake, and he was already a burden, but he was still a patient with congenital diseases. Even though the world's laws were already very perfect, there were still other families who gave birth to babies like him, even if they knew it This is committing the crime of abandonment and abandoning the child. Many of them are not even as serious as him, and may only need a minor operation to become normal.

This makes Yang Yuyao unconsciously try to show his own value, but he is also extremely afraid of making mistakes, afraid of the disgusted eyes of others, and afraid of other people's accusations and insults. Even afraid to reveal their true inner thoughts. It seems like if he makes one mistake, he becomes worthless. Perhaps because he has been in this state of mind for a long time, it seems that he can completely relax only if he is not in contact with other people, not face to face with others, and preferably just by himself. Perhaps that's why the Internet became his safe house.

In the original world, Yang Yuyao rarely used social software unless necessary. He uses his vest to be active in areas far away from his real life on the Internet, where he does not need others to know him. He doesn't worry about others recognizing him. He would receive some manuscripts and use paintings to depict some of his delusions.

But it seemed that unconsciously, he could relax completely even if He Qianqing was right next to him. Being dull, he could even clearly feel He Qianqing's unrequited love. Yang Yuyao thought to himself, if it were someone else instead of him, he had already had his heart beat countless times and had fallen into this situation long ago. But his heart was like a machine, constantly producing favorability and trust in He Qianqing, but it seemed that there was no love. It's as if this piece of human code is missing from his program.

If it were in the original world, this might still be explainable. After all, his father was also a person who didn't seem to be capable of love. His condition can be considered hereditary. But this body now is not the body from the original world after all... However, there are more things wrong with this body now. Yang Yuyao couldn't help but wonder, was he really still a human being?

"How is Xiaoyao? Can you still run?" Seeing that Yang Yuyao was lagging far behind him, He Qianqing slowed down until Yang Yuyao could catch up with him again.

"Okay." Yang Yuyao gritted his teeth and quickened his pace. Compared with yesterday, his discomfort has been reduced a lot and his breathing is smoother. He should be able to finish the race today. However, when he opened his eyes, he found that he had woken up in the carriage again, and his mood was indescribable. His realm is really fake, right? Otherwise, why wouldn’t the state of mind improve physical fitness?

"No, Xiaoyao, your body has indeed improved." He Qianqing, who noticed that Yang Yuyao had doubts about himself, comforted him with a subtle expression. However, since Yang Yuyao rarely thought about certain things, he naturally did not understand He Qianqing's subtle eyes.

"By the way, Xiaoyao, please don't leave me in the near future." He Qianqing said, Yang Yuyao was slightly startled. In fact, they had discussed this matter once before. Logically speaking, they knew that Yang Yuyao could leave without any harm. After coming out of the secret realm and dealing with the invading demons and evil cultivators, He Qianqing, who now has a certain understanding of Yang Yuyao's combat effectiveness, should not suddenly regret it. Unless there are some special circumstances...

"Has the ghost tribe made another move?" Yang Yuyao asked, remembering that He Qianqing said he wanted to send a message back before running.

"Yes, those who died this time were Lin Chen, an alchemist from the Mahayana period, and his Taoist companions." He Qianqing said solemnly. This was the third known siege by ghosts. And the targets are all high-level monks. He Qianqing originally thought that after rescuing Mu Yuan, the ghost clan would consume a lot, at least not launching an attack in the short term. It seems that he still misjudged the number of hidden ghost clan.

"Except for Qing Yun Xianzun, who was the first to be killed, it seems that the other party's targets are all auxiliary." After hearing this, Yang Yuyao couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, support?" Yang Yuyao's casual words made He Qianqing vaguely grasp the reason why the opponent chose the target.

"Senior Mu Yuan is a weapon refiner, and Lin Chen, the latest victim, is an alchemist. One is responsible for providing various magic weapons and magic weapons, and the other is responsible for providing elixirs. They can assist the monks and make the monks' combat effectiveness and vitality more powerful. Strong supply." Yang Yuyao, who was not sure whether He Qianqing could understand the meaning of assistance, explained.

After all, unlike in the game, which has a relatively clear division of occupations, in this world, these weapon refiners and alchemists are just the most famous abilities of monks. Majors who seem to be assistants can actually have extremely strong combat effectiveness. Just like He Qianqing, in fact, according to the classification of his practice, he should be regarded as a formation master. In fact, he can be regarded as an auxiliary. However, because his sword is so powerful, many people mistakenly think that he is a sword cultivator.

But he is not a sword cultivator in the true sense, but even the sword cultivators who know this fact will treat him as a sword cultivator and will not expose this misunderstanding. After all, the number one swordsman in the world today is not a sword cultivator. For many sword cultivators, there is really no place to put their face. So much so that the sword cultivators would rather let others think that He Qianqing was actually a sword cultivator.

"Well, it seems that the other party really wants to use the low-level ghosts to kill them first and weaken the monks' supplies." He Qianqing looked serious, "I'm afraid there are many high-level ghosts in order to deal with the monks who are good at fighting later. ." When he went to support Mu Yuan, the ghosts he besieged were basically at the evil ghost level. But since there are that number of evil ghosts, there is no problem in cultivating higher-level evil ghosts or even red-clothed evil ghosts. Judging from the battle outside Xuanzhen City, there was no problem with the opponent using the red-clothed ghosts to fight.

But having said that, when the living ghosts led the ghost tribe to attack that time, they didn't seem to have any clear purpose. It looked more like they were coming to die. Instead, they lost several red-clothed fierce ghosts and rare living ghosts, and only recovered the magic. The device "steals the sky and exchanges the sun". What does this attack on my grandma's house mean to the ghost clan and the guys who control the ghost clan?

"Anyway, just remember to stay by my side. There is also the evil-dispelling pill that my master gave you. Just keep it with you and don't put it away." He Qianqing emphasized again, and Yang Yuyao nodded.

"But Master, I remember you said that Senior Mu Yuan was attacked on the road. How did the ghosts know where he was?" Yang Yuyao thought for a while and asked. The whole process of the three sieges seemed to be very fast. Except for Mu Yuan's case, the other two seemed to have ended without waiting for rescue.

"We don't know yet. I'm afraid the other party has some kind of magic weapon that can lock the location." He Qianqing replied, remembering that all the besieging ghosts disappeared in an instant, his eyes and face darkened a little. It is really difficult to be in such a situation where the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear.

"Location?" Yang Yuyao pondered, slightly drooping his eyelids with thick eyelashes, wondering what he was thinking about. He opened Xunlian and planned to see what new news there was on the public screen. Before switching to the public screen, he saw the message of the small group of the three of them flashing. Yang Yuyao clicked to open the group, and it was still Ye Qianqian who sent the message. She did not send text or voice, but directly sent three pictures, all of which she took with Xunlian. The first picture shows two axes stacked together, while the second and third pictures take a separate picture of both axes. Yang Yuyao looked at the familiar words "virtue" and "reason" and fell into silence.

"The elder of Forging Peak actually beat her out..." Yang Yuyao accidentally said it, attracting He Qianqing's attention.

"Huh? What happened?" He Qianqing asked.

"No, it's nothing, it's just that Qianqian sent me her new weapon." Yang Yuyao replied, somewhat dumbfounded.

"That girl's new weapon is very special?" He Qianqing couldn't think of what kind of weapon made Yang Yuyao look like this.

"Well, you can say that." Yang Yuyao replied, "Because the weapon was made according to the style of the joke picture I drew." He returned and at the same time sent a message to Ye Qianqian to ask how she persuaded her The elders of Forging Peak followed this pattern. Rarely, Ye Qianqian happened to be free at this time and immediately replied to Yang Yuyao.

"I didn't say anything. I just showed Brother Yuan your picture to Elder Qiao. After reading it, she just said that it is not easy to make this durable. Let me study it carefully and then agreed. I just I know she lengthened the handle of the ax and added a personal character on the handle. I don’t know what techniques were used in other places." Ye Qianqian replied, and you can feel her happiness from the words.

"By the way, Elder Qiao gave her a pair of the same axes! And she also said that if there is such a special weapon map in the future, she is welcome to use it for her to try to make!" Ye Qianqian then added.

"It seems that Elder Qiao has an interesting soul." Yang Yuyao sighed silently in his heart, and asked Ye Qianqian how big the two axes were. After all, Ye Qianqian's pictures had no effective reference. It is not easy to see the specific size of the axe.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask Xiaoying to help me." Ye Qianqian said.

"What kind of weapon is it?" He Qianqing asked, and Yang Yuyao realized that He Qianqing had been looking at him waiting for an answer. Just at this time, Ye Qianqian's new picture was sent over, so Yang Yuyao directly maximized the picture and turned on Xunlian's public release function so that He Qianqing could also see it. However, when they saw the specific content of the picture clearly, the two of them Everyone was stunned.

I saw Ye Qianqian standing in front of a wall, holding up the giant ax with the characters for "De" and "Li" for the ax blades in both hands, looking particularly proud. I haven't seen her for a while, and Ye Qianqian is still that boyish little girl. She looks like a girl, but the two giant axes in her hands are almost as long as her height. This strong sense of contrast is at least very visually shocking. Not to mention that they were two axes with a strong sense of irony.

"This little girl..." He Qianqing wanted to comment, but finally stopped.

On the third day of long-distance running, Yang Yuyao finally didn't faint like he had in the previous two days. However, he was still too tired to take another step, and was still carried back by He Qianqing. Tu Shan was pleasantly surprised to see that his master was still conscious this time, but kept covering his face with his hands as if he didn't dare to see anyone.

"Master, let's talk about it. If this happens again tomorrow, let me fly back with my spiritual power." After returning to the carriage and resting for a while, Yang Yuyao, who had recovered, looked at He Qianqing and asked.

"Fly back by yourself, Xiaoyao, do you plan to lie down and float back?" He Qianqing asked with a smile.

"Then can you take me in another position? As long as you're not holding me," Yang Yuyao suggested. It's indeed unsightly to come back floating.

"Xiao Yao, why don't you want me to carry you back?" He Qianqing was puzzled.

"Because being hugged like that feels too girly..." Yang Yuyao hesitated before finally answering. Even Yang Yuyao, who is not very interested in romance, knows that the way He Qianqing hugs him has a nice name "Princess Hug" in his original world. This is indeed quite romantic if he is hugging a girl, but he is a boy. It was a little embarrassing to be hugged like this.

He Qianqing looked at Yang Yuyao's blushing face and knew that the thin-skinned young man was embarrassed. He Qianqing touched Yang Yuyao's cheek and did not agree directly. Instead, he diverted Yang Yuyao's attention with other topics.

The day they arrived in Linfang Town was the Jiahui Festival. Although it was still daytime, lanterns for guessing lantern riddles were already hanging all over the streets and alleys. Linfang Town is large and prosperous. It is more like a small city than a town. When Yang Yuyao came out of the carriage, he could feel the hot gazes from all directions. His face instantly turned pale, and he looked like he was recovering from a serious illness.

"Young Master, would you like to watch the lanterns with this young lady at night?" Yang Yuyao had just stood beside the carriage when a slim female cultivator walked up to him and asked. Yang Yuyao took a step back with a pale face. He didn't know this female cultivator at all, but she was able to find him and invite him to spend the evening.

"Be careful, beauty, it's easy to fall if you retreat like this." The male voice from behind made Yang Yuyao stiffen, he stopped his retreat, and dodged to the right to avoid the hand that was about to hold his waist. . Then he was horrified to find that more and more people were surrounding him. Many monks from Linfang Town were also amazed by Yang Yuyao's appearance. All the mortal residents of Tongling Town were amazed but did not dare to have any delusions. But these monks in Linfang Town are obviously much bolder.

So many strangers suddenly appeared and wanted to meet him at the lantern festival at night. Anyone else might have been flattered, but for Yang Yuyao, there was only fear. Come out of the wall. He rushed into the inn to look for He Qianqing who was checking in for a room.

"Well, Xiaoyao? Why are you here?" He Qianqing, who had just completed all the procedures, looked at Yang Yuyao who suddenly appeared next to him with some surprise. But before Yang Yuyao could explain, He Qianqing immediately understood when he saw the men and women trying to pour in outside the inn door. There was a sword sound, and the long sword was unsheathed. The sword glowed with silver-white sword light, carrying A strong pressure stood in front of everyone, preventing them from taking another step forward. "Please respect yourself." He Qianqing said calmly, but it was enough to shock everyone.