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

"What about Xiaoyao? Does he realize what you are about to face?" Murong Siyu asked, "This is not just something you have to face alone. I can only say that because you are the master, these things Malice and attacks will be more directed at you."

"Xiao Yao is very smart." He Qianqing replied. However, it is precisely because of this that it makes things difficult. If he were not so smart, he might not be able to realize these problems, but he is very smart, and some white lies cannot fool him at all. He is keen and sensitive to malice. He Qianqing had always known that Yang Yuyao had a strong fear of others, but He Qianqing didn't know whether Yang Yuyao could face and endure all this.

"I am not talking to you about these things to advise you to separate. I just want to remind you to be prepared for what may happen in the future. After all, there is no airtight wall in this world. Since I can find out, it is possible for others Discovered. It is very possible that even close friends in the past may not necessarily accept and understand." Murong Siyu's eyes showed a little sadness. Although Murong Siyu is also a friend of He Qianqing, He Qianqing does not know about the past experiences that this gentle woman failed to mention. Now it seems that at least she has encountered something similar.

"That……"

"I have not mentioned this matter to my husband," Murong Siyu, who guessed that He Qianqing wanted to ask everything, replied, "As for whether he is aware of it but pretends not to know, I don't know."

"Sister-in-law, thank you for reminding me." He Qianqing said. Murong Siyu looked at him and forced a smile. His thoughts were lost in memories. "Have you ever experienced something similar?" He Qianqing's voice pulled away part of her thoughts and returned to reality.

"I have witnessed it." Murong Siyu replied sadly. "That was the matter of my close friend and her disciple. They were in love with the opposite sex and were subjected to overwhelming verbal attacks. No matter where they went, there was a lot of abuse. Some people even deliberately wrote letters to insult them. I still wonder whether the outcome would have been different if I had done more, but even as a monk, I have no regrets."

"Did they finally separate?" He Qianqing asked.

"Ah, they are separated, they are indeed separated," Murong Siyu felt sad from the heart, and a tear fell uncontrollably, "At that time, my best friend suffered all the most vicious insults to women, and her disciple I couldn't bear to let her continue to be humiliated like this, so I committed suicide. My best friend also went crazy because of this, lost her soul, and has been missing since then."

"..." He Qianqing pursed his lips and listened to this story in silence. Although he had never heard of this before, he knew that what Murong Siyu said was not an exaggeration. A sense of sadness filled his chest. He had never felt it so much.

"Qianqing, you are my friend. Xiaoyao and I are like flesh and blood. I don't want you to end up like my best friend and her master and disciple..." Murong Siyu said with trembling lips.

"Where's Master?" Yang Yuyao, who had been discussing happily just now, suddenly realized that He Qianqing was not here and fell silent for an instant. His heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate. If he were of the same age, he might not react so obviously, but Mu Yuan is He Qianqing's friend and elder. For Yang Yuyao, it is like visiting relatives during the holidays and the awkward feeling of being forced to stay alone in the same space with unfamiliar elders.

When Mu Yuan saw Yang Yuyao suddenly freeze in front of him, he knew that the young man was uneasy again. Yang Yuyao would also be like this in the past, but it would never be as serious as it is now. Although He Qianqing told them that Yang Yuyao had lost his memory of his time in Qingfeng Sect, but now it seems that Mu Yuan feels that even if the young man no longer remembers his past experiences, some feelings may still be vaguely affecting him, making him Feeling uneasy around others.

"Xiao Yao, I have something to do and I'll go out for a while. When Shuoqing and Siyu come back to see me, I'll ask them to wait here." Mu Yuan said with a smile and made room. He didn't know how He Qianqing managed to give up the space in a short time. Yang Yuyao trusted him again, but after all, He Qianqing's identity was special to Yang Yuyao, and even though they were very familiar with each other in the past, they were incomparable in terms of identity alone.

"Okay." Yang Yuyao nodded awkwardly. He didn't want to react like this, but for a moment his mind went blank. Fear was like an invisible ghost, invading his body and making him unable to resist. "It's really terrible for me to be like this." It's gone!" Yang Yuyao held his head and felt extremely disgusted with himself. He knew that this was wrong and that this should not be the reaction that a normal person should have, but he found that he could not overcome it on his own. This was a real blow to Yang Yuyao. He had been working hard to overcome all difficulties on his own. This was the first time that he felt so powerless...

"Xiao Yao, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Yang Yuyao, who had his head buried in his arms, trembled when he heard He Qianqing's voice. He was stunned for a while before he said, "No, I'm fine. Well... Senior Mu Yuan said He kind of went out in advance and asked Master, you and Senior Murong to wait here." Thinking of what Mu Yuan said to him just now, Yang Yuyao added the message.

"Qianqing, I'll go find my husband, you stay here." Murong Siyu sent a message, leaving space for the two of them.

"Xiao Yao, you don't seem to be okay." He Qianqing put his arms around Yang Yuyao's shoulders and said softly, "What situation did you encounter?"

"I didn't encounter anything, I just..." Yang Yuyao suddenly became speechless. He didn't know how to describe his state. He wanted to express it, but it was like a computer with errors in storage and couldn't find the right words. , he seemed to have no recourse. "...I seem to have ruined the gathering between you and your friends, Master." Yang Yuyao said with a smile as he looked at the box where only the two of them were left.

"No, they just wanted to take a look outside the restaurant." He Qianqing denied with a smile. Outside the box, Murong Siyu found Mu Yuan looking out the window in the corridor on the same floor. When he saw his wife walking over, Mu Yuan smiled.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyao?" Murong Siyu asked in a low voice.

"Afraid of life, and it's more serious than before. No wonder Qianqing kept it from us for so long before telling us that Xiaoyao is still alive." Mu Yuan sighed and said.

"After all, something like that happened..." Murong Siyu sighed heartbrokenly. For many monks, fellow disciples are like relatives or even closer than blood relatives. However, it happened that such a being did such a vicious thing to Yang Yuyao, which caused far more harm than falling into the hands of the enemy. Being tortured by the enemy hurts even more. Now that Yang Yuyao has lost so much memory, how can a person who has lost his memory not be panicked? "But having said that, Xiaoyao seems to be more handsome than before."

"Indeed." Mu Yuan nodded, but she didn't know if this was a good thing. Even for a woman, her beautiful appearance will bring praise and envy but also bring endless disasters, let alone a man? Throughout the ages, people like to describe these beauties as disasters. However, the real disaster is not the beauties themselves, but the ugly and ferocious desires of those who covet them.

"Sir, what do you think about Qian Qing's claim that people who control the ghost clan are colluding with Bai Lingxue?" Murong Siyu asked.

"I'd rather believe it. What's more, the ghost attack is really weird." Mu Yuan thought for a moment and then decided to believe it.

"You two, it's rare for you to come to Wei Wu Kingdom, why don't you go shopping together?" He Qianqing led Yang Yuyao towards Mu Yuan and Murong Siyu and said with a smile. Mu Yuan looked at Yang Yuyao, maybe it was He Qianqing's comfort that worked, although Yang Yuyao still put himself half behind He Qianqing and kept a certain distance from them, at least his eyes were no longer as uneasy as before. Mu Yuan turned his gaze to He Qianqing. The moment their eyes met, he understood He Qianqing's plan.

"That's fine. You left in a hurry last time we met, so we can catch up on old times." Mu Yuan smiled gently and agreed to the proposal.

So many monks came specifically for the auction, and many even traveled for nearly half a month. Even if the auction comes to an end now, people will choose to take a break and are not in a hurry to return. This also makes the night in Linfang Town unprecedentedly lively. The streets were full of bustling people, even more lively than the Jiahe Festival a few days ago.

"If you are in Xia Kingdom, some places have already started to get warmer during this season." Mu Yuan sighed while looking at the light snow falling in the sky. The Xia Kingdom has a vast territory, but the climate in most places is relatively warm. Even if it snows, it will not have such a long and cold winter like the Wei Wu Kingdom. Not only is the average temperature here still at minus ten degrees, but even if other places have entered the summer solstice, it may still be hovering around the freezing line.

"If not, how could the cold, ice and snow become the characteristics of this country?" Murong Siyu said with a chuckle.

"By the way, how is the current situation of the Qingfeng Sect?" He Qianqing asked. When he rushed back to Xia Kingdom to save Mu Yuan, he did not return to the Qingfeng Sect. He only took a rest in the house bought by Mu Yuan and his wife outside the sect. In addition to meeting Several elders of the Qingfeng Sect came to help, but they did not know the current situation of the Qingfeng Sect.

Attracted by the term Qingfeng Sect, Yang Yuyao, who silently followed the three of them and was immersed in his own thoughts, raised his head and couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen carefully.

"For now, on the surface, it's quite harmonious, but of course it can't be compared to the past. After all, the pretense of the past has been torn apart, and the opposing positions have been made clear. Even if we have to continue to get along with each other as the same sect, it won't be the same as before. ." Mu Yuan noticed Yang Yuyao's curiosity and continued the topic about Qingfeng Sect. This was naturally their deliberate move. Unlike He Qianqing, even if they lost the memory of them, Yang Yuyao's subconscious would still want to trust them, so they planned to draw out their past through chatting so that Yang Yuyao could borrow it. Understand them again and accept them again based on these pasts.

"Hey, look!" A female cultivator in a purple skirt bumped her friend with her elbow.

"What are you looking at?" The female nun in red who was hit by her elbow asked in confusion.

"Look over there, that's the beautiful young man who caused a sensation in front of Fenglai Inn that day!" The female cultivator in purple skirt said excitedly.

"Huh? Where... Oh my god! It's him?! No, Lili, you didn't even recognize Yang Yuyao?" the female cultivator in red said in disbelief.

"Yang Yuyao? Is that young man the rumored Qingfeng Sect genius Yang Yuyao who has formed elixirs before he even reaches the crown?" the purple-skirted female cultivator confirmed with her friend in disbelief.

"It's definitely him! Walking with him is his master, Immortal Qianqing! And Immortal Qianqing's best friend, Fire Lotus Immortal!" the female cultivator in red said with certainty.

"But it doesn't mean that Yang Yuyao has..." The female cultivator in purple skirt looked at the retreating figures of several people, still feeling extremely shocked.

"That beauty is Yang Yuyao, right? Is he still alive?"

"It should be. After all, with his stunning appearance, it is impossible to find a replacement."

Along the way, monks stared at them and discussed secretly from time to time. Yang Yuyao completely ignored them and focused entirely on what He Qianqing and the others talked about about their past in Qingfeng Sect. And his presence seems to account for a large proportion in these past stories. Mu Yuan and Murong Siyu seem to like him quite a bit? Yang Yuyao thought uncertainly.

"Immortal Master? You also want to join the sect and cultivate immortality, right?" In another direction of Tongling Town, in a place called Yuzhou City, an uncle buying sesame cakes looked at the young man in front of him and replied, " If you want to see the immortal master, you have to wait for one more day, and then the immortal masters from the Yushan Sect will come to set up a stage to accept disciples. You can just go there then."

"Thank you, uncle." Li Fengzhi said, and sighed heavily after turning around and leaving. He had been walking for several days, all the way from Tongling Town to this place. He kept asking but there was no news about the person he was looking for. Although he finally heard news about the immortal master in Yuzhou City, Li Fengzhi felt that the immortal master his uncle mentioned was not the person he was looking for. After all, if the immortal master was willing to accept a disciple, why did he repeatedly refuse to accept him as a disciple after guiding him on the path to immortality? Although he didn't hold out any hope, Li Fengzhi decided to go and take a look at the disciple recruitment meeting called Yushan Sect. They were both monks, so maybe they knew the Immortal Master he was looking for.

"I should have asked the Immortal Master's honorable name first...but why didn't I remember to ask when the Immortal Master was there?" Li Fengzhi scratched his hair and couldn't figure it out.

Li Fengzhi was reluctant to spend too much money on accommodation that the big guys in the town had raised for him, so he walked around Yuzhou City for a long time, and finally found a bridge hole that could barely shelter from the wind and rain and lived in it. Under the dim moonlight, he practiced basic swordsmanship. Now he has basically memorized the entire set of basic swordsmanship that has been corrected in fine print, and can dance relatively smoothly. However, he has no actual combat experience so far, so he doesn't know how well he masters swordsmanship. Even so, he still kept Yang Yuyao's reminder in mind and avoided all dangers as much as possible. Never take risks intentionally to test your own skills. After practicing the sword, Li Fengzhi sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and recited the mental method, circulated the weak spiritual power in his body, and started practicing seriously.

It is easy to forget the time after being immersed in practice. Unknowingly, Li Fengzhi practiced all night. When the rising sun rose and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was at its strongest, a sound like the breaking of a porcelain bowl came from his body. It improved a lot in an instant. Li Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he had successfully entered the second level of Qi training. He was finally a little stronger than when he left Tongling Town.

"Master Immortal, do you know? I have entered the second level of Qi training!" Li Fengzhi murmured in a low voice. He took out the two books of mind skills and sword manuals that Yang Yuyao gave him from his arms and gently smoothed them. . Every day, he regards this as his must-do homework. The book given by the Immortal Master must be smooth and clean without any creases, and the sword given by the Immortal Master must be polished and polished without a trace of dirt. After doing all this, Li Fengzhi raised his head and looked at the rising sun, looking forward to the moment when they would meet again.