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

"Xiao Yao, have you succeeded in getting the Demon Suppressing Tower to recognize its owner?" He Qianqing asked. Although you can still see the Demon Suppressing Tower standing still from the box, the auctioneer announced so quickly that the Demon Suppressing Tower already has an owner. , He Qianqing can naturally deduce who got this legendary treasure.

"Yes." Yang Yuyao opened his palm, and the small Demon Suppression Tower appeared above his palm. Yang Yuyao discovered that controlling this demon-suppressing tower did not require much spiritual power, and could be controlled almost exclusively with his thoughts. It is indeed a rare treasure to be able to control such a powerful magic weapon with a very small amount of spiritual power. I don’t know what will happen if I get the prisoner and then manipulate the prisoner.

"Very good." He Qianqing smiled, but there was a hint of darkness in his eyes that Yang Yuyao hadn't noticed. "After the auction is over, Xiaoyao and Weishi should go see their old friends."

"With whom?" Yang Yuyao became nervous instantly and his face turned a little pale. He is afraid of seeing his forgotten old friends, and he doesn't like to get along with others. After losing his memory, he doesn't know how to treat the people he once knew and how to get along with them.

"Don't be afraid, my teacher has told them about your amnesia. Xiaoyao can just deal with it normally. Mu Yuan and the others will not make things difficult for you." He Qianqing leaned over slightly, lowered his head and kissed Yang Yuyao's forehead and said comfortingly.

"Is it Master's good friend Senior Mu Yuan?" Yang Yuyao remembered He Qianqing's evaluation of Mu Yuan as a good old man who could carry a cauldron. Although he was a little concerned about this person who could carry a cauldron, Yang Yuyao still breathed a sigh of relief. Generally speaking, people who are called good guys have a kind temper and it shouldn't be too difficult to get along with them.

"Yes, and his wife Murong Siyu. Both of them are gentle people, so you don't need to be afraid, Xiao Yao." He Qianqing said, as far as Yang Yuyao is concerned, Mu Yuan and his wife are not just gentle. The couple has yet to have any children, which is quite normal for monks. Perhaps there is some kind of conservation rule, and the higher the level of monks, the harder it is for them to have offspring. Although Mu Yuan had many direct disciples, it was Yang Yuyao, the child that He Qianqing picked up as his disciple, that the couple regarded as their own. However, He Qianqing did not intend to explain the matter clearly. There were some things that Yang Yuyao still needed to experience personally. Although Yang Yuyao was still very nervous, he bit his lower lip and nodded.

In Julai, the reason why there is a rule of paying immediately for every auction is due to the early days of Julai. Because in the early days, Julai had already gathered a large number of extremely talented monks, so the auction was held from the beginning. Numerous large auctions. However, Julai, like other auction houses in the world of immortality, all made unified payment after the auction. Then at the first auction, there were so many good things that some of the monks who participated in the auction were overly excited and bought several lots at once, but they didn't do the math well. It wasn't until the final settlement that they realized how much spirit they had to pay in total. Stone, in the end he lost all his money and could not finish the payment, and several pieces were not sold at auction.

Because of this incident, the housekeepers gathered all night to hold a meeting, and from then on they changed to one-for-one filming. This avoids the situation where the auctioneer cannot calculate how many spiritual stones he has left, which leads to the eventual failure of the auction due to inability to pay. Now that the things have been obtained, the payment for the spiritual stones has been completed. The only thing you need to do at the venue is to choose the gifts you want to exchange. You don’t need to go to the site to choose one by one when exchanging gifts. Just stay in the booth or box, and people will naturally come with booklets of redeemable gifts for the successful auctioneer to choose from. And it will also help calculate the remaining value that can be exchanged. After confirmation, Ju Lai will deliver the items.

Yang Yuyao chose to replace all his gifts with various elixirs, plus two weapons, and then returned the book to the stunned monks. The monk looked at the gift exchange form with only one spirit stone left after the proportional exchange, and had to think quickly about how to explain it so as not to be reprimanded by his superiors. He just told the fox-eyed monk the total value of the gifts he could redeem. Who would have thought that he could pick out such a result just by picking them so casually?

Of course Yang Yuyao didn't pick this randomly, he just used some super verbal calculation skills. It must be said that after becoming a monk, his brain became easier to use, and he was completely stress-free when calculating such huge numbers. Of course, there is another reason, that is, compared with the merchants in the original world, Ju Lai is still quite innocent. The values ​​of these gifts are basically round numbers, and it is not too easy to calculate. Just when Yang Yuyao was thinking about whether he had gone too far, the people gathered took the gift book to the box where his body and He Qianqing were, and asked He Qianqing to choose the gift he wanted.

"Xiao Yao, take a look at what you like and tell him if you want it." He Qianqing directly handed the book to Yang Yuyao and asked him to choose. Yang Yuyao looked at the cover of the album. There were two characters in traditional Chinese on it. The cover of the previous clone's album probably had the same name, but he didn't notice it. He originally thought that everyone got the same booklet, and wondered if the items in it were all in batches. But now he realized that different booklets were given to different people to avoid customers choosing the same gift at the same time. Appear.

"Be a little more restrained." Yang Yuyao said to himself, but when he saw the corresponding values ​​​​of those gifts, his brain began to automatically calculate the best combination plan.

Although Yang Yuyao felt that he had restrained himself, the people who gathered still left in tears, as if they were about to lose their jobs, until he met the colleague in the warehouse who was responsible for picking up gifts for Jin Yuesheng. Deputy Supervisor Zhou, who was responsible for managing the warehouse, looked at the orders handed over by the two men and fell into thinking about life.

"Don't other people consider how to choose a more cost-effective gift when choosing a gift?" After leaving the gathering venue, Yang Yuyao asked in confusion.

"No, actually most monks are not very good at arithmetic." He Qianqing said with a smile. "Except for the monks who are engaged in these businesses, many monks only master the most basic arithmetic. If it were not for some magic to assist them, some people may not even know how much they should pay after buying a few things."

"Hmm..." Yang Yuyao wanted to say that the inability to understand calculations when paying is not necessarily related to whether he is good at arithmetic. For example, he once had a colleague who was also very good at verbal arithmetic, but when he bought things, the store always told him how much it was. How much, even if I get change, I never order it, I just stuff it into my pocket and that's it. "Master, where are we going to meet Senior Mu Yuan and the others?"

"Let's go to the restaurant." He Qianqing replied, glanced at the street corner beside him, and then left with Yang Yuyao.

"Did he notice?"

"I'm afraid, Immortal Lord Qianqing has always been by his side, so it's hard to take action!"

"If you don't want to take action, you have to find a way to take action. Otherwise, do you think that woman will let us go?"

In the corner where He Qianqing had just cast his gaze, two masked men were hiding in the corner, listening with their ears raised as they left, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know how that young man offended that woman and made her decide to kill him. But he is indeed as beautiful as the rumors, and he is as beautiful as a mortal."

"Hehe, how about we brothers taste him first when we get it? I want to taste the most beautiful woman in the world of immortality... Poof!" Before he could finish his words, he and his accomplices exploded into There was a cloud of blood mist, but in the end no trace was left. From the shadows, a figure exactly like He Qianqing stepped out, his face as cold as ice, staring at the place where the two died. Next to him, Yang Yuyao, who was using the fake identity of Jin Yuesheng, walked slowly.

"Master really didn't give them a chance." Yang Yuyao said in a message. His eyes also fell on the location where the two masked monks once were, and he frowned slightly. The longer Yang Yuyao stays in this world, the less he can understand the fanatical obsession of people in this world with his appearance. Nowadays, there is even a saying of "the most beautiful woman". Monks generally have excellent looks, and the definition of immortality is clear. There are many beautiful women, why should this name be placed on him?

"They don't need such an opportunity." He Qianqing replied, "Are you really going to continue to use this clone to get around?"

"Yes, this is just a clone anyway. In the worst case, if you encounter danger, just remove it." Yang Yuyao replied.

"In that case, Xiaoyao, be careful." He Qianqing said, and his figure disappeared without a trace in an instant. His figure was also a clone. As for his real body, he had already brought Yang Yuyao's real body to the restaurant where he had an appointment with his friends. Under the guidance of the waiter waiting at the door, he came to the box where Mu Yuan and his wife were staying.

"Yulin Ling..." Yang Yuyao stopped outside the box door and looked up at the name of the box. He had the impression that in his original world, it was a word brand name. However, people in this world pay more attention to cultivation and pursue ascension. , but the development of poetry is relatively weak, but as for what the poetry of this world looks like, Yang Yuyao has not bothered to understand it. After all, he is not very interested in this aspect. I just think about it occasionally and I can't help but sigh.

As the carved wooden door was pushed open, Yang Yuyao followed He Qianqing into the box. After arriving at the door of the box, he became more and more nervous. After entering, he tried hard to hide himself with He Qianqing's tall body. . It has to be said that it is much easier to hide someone in these loose robes and cloaks similar to the ancient clothes in his original world than in the slim-fitting clothes in his original world.

"Qianqing, you are here, eh? Where is Xiaoyao?" As soon as he entered the door, Yang Yuyao heard a gentle male voice and mentioned him. He Qianqing smiled dryly and turned his body slightly, revealing Yang Yuyao who was hiding behind him and was caught off guard. So Yang Yuyao was forced to look at the two people in the box.

"Xiao Yao, long time no see." The female monk with a gentle appearance made people feel very approachable and said with a smile.

"Hello, seniors." Yang Yuyao greeted slightly stiffly. But it brought back memories of the Taoist couple. More than ten years ago, when He Qianqing brought Yang Yuyao, who was still a child, back to the Qingfeng Sect, the little baby, who was as carved as a porcelain doll, was wearing clothes that were expensive but damaged and stained with blood. He was also hiding behind He Qianqing and looking at them timidly. At that time, Yang Yuyao was not even as tall as He Qianqing's legs. He pulled He Qianqing's pants with his small hands, stuck out half of his head, and carefully looked at them with his big eyes. Time has passed, and the little baby back then has now grown up into a tall and beautiful young man. The people they were familiar with have to get to know each other again.

"Xiao Yao, long time no see. I am your master's good friend Mu Yuan. Just call me Uncle Mu. This is your aunt Murong Siyu." The kind-looking Mu Yuan introduced himself again with a smile. "Xiao Yao, how are you doing lately?"

"Not bad." The gentle attitude of Mu Yuan and his wife made Yang Yuyao gradually let go of his nervousness and replied.

"Come on, stop standing at the door and sit down. This way I can inform the waiter that the food is ready to be served." Murong Siyu greeted. "What kind of food does Xiaoyao want to eat? Auntie will order some for you."

"No, I'll just do whatever I want." Yang Yuyao still couldn't let go, but obviously the Taoist couple, who knew him well, knew about his fearful character, so they left the seat furthest away from them to him. And they are not like some people, who are not only enthusiastic, but also deliberately get close to each other.

When the dishes were brought to the table one by one, Yang Yuyao opened his eyes in surprise. All the food that was served was that he liked the food. And they are basically made relatively light. This was obviously specially explained. After all, Wei Wuguo is a country that likes strong flavors. The atmosphere at the dinner table was also very relaxed, without the silent and depressing feeling of Shibuyuyu. Mu Yuan and Murong Siyu casually chatted with He Qianqing about recent trivial matters, but neither of them deliberately drew Yang Yuyao into the conversation. Let Yang Yuyao taste the food he wants. Unknowingly, Yang Yuyao changed from listening to simply responding and then seemed to have thought of joining their chat naturally.

"By the way, Xiaoyao, there is a function about Xunlian that I find very interesting. Can you tell me how to implement it?" After having a full meal, Mu Yuan brought up a new topic.

"Which function is it?" When it comes to what he is good at, just like he once discussed his major with others, Yang Yuyao quickly entered a rigorous and serious state.

"That's it..." Mu Yuan said. As a weapon refiner, he was naturally interested in such a magic weapon. The two soon became immersed in discussion. Completely unaware that Murong Siyu stood up from the chair and walked to He Qianqing.

"Qianqing, my sister-in-law wants to talk to you about something. While the two of them are chatting hotly, let's go to the cubicle to talk." Murong Siyu folded his hands in front of him and said to He Qianqing.

"Is it something that is inconvenient for both of them to hear?" He Qianqing asked in a voice message with some surprise.

"To be precise, it's not for Xiao Yao to hear." Murong Siyu replied. He Qianqing was a little confused, but he still entered the cubicle with Murong Siyu and set up restrictions to prevent eavesdropping.

"What does sister-in-law want to talk to me about?" He Qianqing asked in confusion, "Is it about Xiaoyao?"

"About you and Xiaoyao, your relationship." Murong Siyu closed her beautiful eyes and sighed softly, "Although you have never said it, you have also deliberately hidden it in Qingfeng Sect before. But I will clear you up Your feelings for Xiaoyao should go beyond the relationship between master and disciple, right? You are pleased with him."

"...Exactly." He Qianqing, who had never thought that his hidden emotions would be seen through, was so surprised that he was silent for a moment before admitting.

"And now, you have taken possession of him?" Murong Siyu opened her eyes with a complicated expression.

"I won't force him." He Qianqing said, seemingly answering the question, but he admitted Murong Siyu's guess.

"Qianqing, have you ever considered the verbal abuse you will face if your relationship is exposed?" Murong Siyu's face showed a hint of worry, "Your relationship as master and disciple will turn into a betrayal in the eyes of the world. Virtue, incest, become the target of everyone’s attack.”

"Oh, so what about immorality? What about incest? What else can other people do other than just talk?" He Qianqing sneered and dismissed this, "Those people in the past often spread rumors about my relationship with Xiaoyao. Yao, are there too many prostitutes and furnaces that I have raised? Now I just follow their wishes and make their words more emboldened. I really thought I didn’t know the dirty thoughts of so many sanctimonious hypocrites towards Xiao Yao. ? In this case, instead of letting Xiao Yao fall into the hands of those people, why can't I let Xiao Yao become mine completely? "