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

After leaving Babei Town, the next place they went to was Lanling Sect. The head of the Lanling Sect apparently learned about He Qianqing's stay in Wei Wu State through certain channels, so he repeatedly invited and paid a high price for He Qianqing to help optimize their sect's sect-protecting formation. Due to various considerations, He Qianqing agreed to their invitation.

Leaving Babei Town and heading northwest, the climate becomes drier. Several tributaries of the Haoxi River have stopped flowing, and the scenes in some places are even slightly similar to the Sixi Kingdom they saw that night. On the way, they also saw the bodies of some people who died on the roadside. Some of them were complete, and some only had a head frozen in fear, with some burned bones scattered around. Most of those in this state are children and women.

"Has it come to this?" Yang Yuyao knew what it meant. Even if he didn't know these dead people, Yang Yuyao still felt sad for them. Not everyone can continue to maintain good intentions under a disaster. Evil thoughts will grow and ferment rapidly, and life will become more and more indifferent. Yang Yuyao felt very uncomfortable when he thought that some of these refugees had begun cannibalism.

"I have never felt so wonderful to be born in a country that is rich and powerful and values ​​its people..." Yang Yuyao sighed in his heart. He knew that his original world was not really peaceful, but that there was a country and a group of people who worked for the country and the people. People keep those disasters out of people's lives. Even if natural disasters are ruthless, they can provide support from all directions. "Probably because of this, people in this world want to become monks so much, so that they can have the opportunity to escape the shackles of the country and survive better. It's just that... Lanling Sect doesn't care if such a scene occurs within its jurisdiction. Is there really no bigger problem?"

The refugees bring not only the problem of food shortage, but as the situation intensifies, the refugees will conflict with the locals, causing public security problems. If the ghost tribe takes advantage of this opportunity, it can also add a lot of new strength to them.

"Why do I always worry about these things?" Yang Yuyao asked himself, deciding not to think about these things anymore and focus on Xunlian.

At this time, on Xunlian's public screen, the monks who had learned how to use the post function pushed a post to the top and manually pinned it to the top. The post was titled "Shocked!" There is a drought in Sixi, and the truth about the cause of the drought is revealed! ", Yang Yuyao twitched his lips when he saw this title. He had clearly just given an example before, and there was no rule requiring them to choose names according to this format. Wouldn't the title of the post be this shocking for a while, right? This gave Yang Yuyao a strange feeling that he had accidentally recreated a period of history in a different world.

"But counting the time, it has been four days since I told He Qianqing that I saw the creature. It is quite normal to have the investigation results at this time." Yang Yuyao thought so and clicked on the post to see the details. What are the contents.

All Taoist friends must have heard about the severe drought in the Sixi Kingdom. Even the national master of the Sixi Kingdom tried to divine a divination when he had a premonition that something was wrong, but was killed by the backlash. As a result, no one dared to interpret this divination. The drought in Sixi Kingdom is becoming more and more serious. It was not until today that we learned from the refugees from Wei Wuguo who were transferred to the Sixi Kingdom that there were monsters suspected of being zombies in the Sixi Kingdom. You must also be wondering, how can there be zombies in the year of drought? In order to confirm the authenticity of this news, we ventured into Sixi Country to investigate, but unexpectedly we learned such a shocking truth! "Pictures" "Pictures" "Pictures" Fellow Taoists, take a look, where are the zombies here? ! This is clearly a drought demon! Although it is still a baby, if it waits for it to grow up, I am afraid that several northern countries will be destroyed in its hands!

Moreover, this young Drought Demon is extremely cunning and very good at hiding. I followed it for a long time before I was able to record its appearance. Speaking of which, I have to praise this function of Xunlian. Without it, there would be no way to record the drought demon. It's a pity that I am no match for it. After several encounters, we could only retreat in a hurry to save our lives.

Yang Yuyao clicked through these pictures one by one, and the humanoid creature he glanced at under the moonlight that day finally had a clear image. At first glance, this drought demon looks more like a human being, except that its skin is dry and cracked like cracked earth, and the whites of its two eyes are pitch black, and the eyeballs are like two balls of flame, but the pupils cannot be seen. It stared in the direction of the camera, its expressionless face showing no emotion at all.

"So Hanbao looks like this." Yang Yuyao said, and He Qianqing turned his eyes.

"What's it like specifically?" He Qianqing asked.

"Like this, someone made a post on Xunlian and released the pictures they took. Master doesn't know the specific appearance of Hanba?" Yang Yuyao asked in surprise. It was clear that He Qianqing directly guessed Yang Yu at that time. The creature Yao saw might have been a drought demon.

"Isn't this normal? The last time the Hanba appeared was six hundred years ago, when I was not born yet." He Qianqing raised his eyebrows and said, "As for the drawings in books like those catalogs of exotic beasts, you also You know, I can only get a rough idea. Even if you can imagine it with words, it is still a little different from seeing the real thing."

"In this case, how can the person who posted the post be so sure that this is Han Bao?" Yang Yuyao asked. Although he had some guesses in his mind, the answers he could get from direct questions would naturally be more accurate.

"How can I tell who posted the message?" He Qianqing asked.

"The person who posted the post is below the title." Yang Yuyao adjusted the position of the post and pulled it to the top for He Qianqing to see. Since the monks who use Xunlian now use their real names or Taoist names except for Yang Yuyao himself, there is no need to worry about not being able to recognize who is who.

"So that's it, they actually found him." He Qianqing looked at the name "Qian Yixin" and said clearly, and then explained to Yang Yuyao, "This person is in the god-transformation stage and is just over 600 years old. He was a teenager when Hanba was born more than 600 years ago, and the country he was in was wiped out by a severe drought caused by Hanba's birth. He witnessed the monks fighting against Hanba, and was later killed by one of the monks who participated in the battle. Take him as his disciple. He is the one who has seen Hanba with his own eyes."

"Yes, this is the Drought Demon. I never thought that I would see the Drought Demon again in my lifetime. It's strange. Doesn't it mean that it will take at least a thousand years for the Drought Demon to appear before a new Drought Demon appears?" On the first floor of the post, a monk sighed in confusion. road.

"The drought in Sixi Kingdom is very strange. When the drought first started, many monks tried to investigate the cause, but failed to find it. It was not until the drought developed to this point that it showed its flaws." occupied the post. The monk on the second floor said so. Then, he continued to reply on his floor, "The drought demon from more than 600 years ago was discovered when it was still in the infant demon stage. It was only the failure to hunt it that gave it the opportunity to grow to that level. Now that Sixi Country has grown to this point, it is very difficult!"

"Fellow Daoist Qian, I wonder where exactly this drought demon is now?" asked the monk on the third floor of the post.

"It should be around Mingao County. Alas, this drought demon is too cunning, and we lost track of it again." Qian Yixin, the owner of the building on the third floor, replied.

"This Xunlian is really amazing. It can actually record the true appearance of Hanba directly. This is much more convenient than painting. I have an idea. Fellow Taoists can take pictures of all the spiritual beasts they see and send them to the public. Come out and use these pictures to re-compile our map. I just don’t know if these pictures can be put on paper from Xunlian?”

"Master, who is this Jian Qingming?" Yang Yuyao asked, pointing to the name on the fourth floor.

"He is the leader of the Xingchen Sect." He Qianqing replied, "This person is good at employing people, so now he is responsible for the personnel arrangements of the Immortal Alliance."

"Immortal Alliance? Master, the name of the organization that you jointly established after discussion?" Yang Yuyao opened his eyes curiously.

"This is the abbreviation. The full name is the United Alliance of Immortal Cultivators against the Alliance." He Qianqing said, "The name of Song Citi, the leader of the Xuanzhen Sect."

"Yes." Yang Yuyao nodded, indicating that he remembered. Then he used the administrator's ID to reply to Jian Qingming's post. "Xunlian has speculated that the virtual book function can be independently written and shared for reading. The specific usage method can be learned through the guidance system. In addition, a printing pen that can print Xunlian information onto physical objects will be launched in the near future. Interested Taoists can follow .”

"Huh? It's the administrator! The administrator appears again!"

"It feels like the administrator doesn't seem to have emotions every time he sends a message. Are they real people?"

"What does virtual book mean? Is it rare that you can read books using Xunlian?"

"Hey, I don't understand. Go ask Ayai."

"I'm somewhat interested in this printer pen!"

As soon as Yang Yuyao's message was sent, several replies came out. Jian Qingming, who originally wanted to say thank you, was pushed to a lower position.

"Thank you for the reminder. I'll go ask Ling'er right now." Jian Qingming replied. Maybe he was afraid that Yang Yuyao wouldn't see it, so he followed up with another reply. "I wonder when the printing pen will be launched?"

"What is a printing pen?" He Qianqing asked puzzledly.

"It's a magic weapon I made that can be used with Xunlian." Yang Yuyao took out a "pen" as thick as two chopsticks from the space ring and handed it to He Qianqing. The pen is almost completely black, except for a short bright blue strip at the grip of the pen barrel, which can be easily covered by an adult's thumb. The tip of the pen is relatively flat and the tip is translucent. In He Qianqing's opinion, if Yang Yuyao hadn't mentioned it, it would have been impossible to tell that it was a pen.

"How to use this thing? Xiaoyao, when did you make it?" He Qianqing returned the printing pen to Yang Yuyao and asked him to demonstrate how to use it.

"I made this before when I was making the monitor Xiaoshi. Here's how to use it. Put the blue sensor strip of this pen close to Xunlian and hold it for three breaths." Yang Yuyao raised the printing pen to his belt He touched Xunlian's ear but did not press it. "When the time is up, take it away and find an object on which you want to print the content." Yang Yuyao took out a piece of paper and put it on his lap. "Use Xunlian to select the part that needs to be printed, such as this picture of Hanba. After Xunlian and the printer pen are connected, you can use the print option, click Print, and align the pen tip of the printer pen with the object to be printed. The pen tip should not be further away from the object. If it is more than ten inches, adjust the size and position, confirm, try to keep your hands still until printing is completed, and then just wait.”

After a breath, the picture of Hanba that Yang Yuyao chose appeared on the paper exactly. He Qianqing lifted the paper and found that even the thin hair on Hanba's body was printed on the paper exactly. The paper is dry and does not feel like it has ink stains at all.

"Can it be printed on other items?" He Qianqing speculated from Yang Yuyao's previous words.

"Yes." Yang Yuyao nodded, then took out one of the white T-shirts he had made before in Xiaoxi town, and chose the picture of a tiger he had taken before for demonstration. In a short time, his white T-shirt turned into a personalized T-shirt. Just when He Qianqing was curious about Yang Yuyao's clothes, Yang Yuyao took the T-shirt back and took out the wooden pen holder he got from the stall that He Qianqing had rounded up before. Then I opened the notepad function of Xunlian and typed a poem describing mountains into it.

"For a three-dimensional object like this, you can first use the printing pen to scan around the surface that needs to be printed, and it will automatically form a three-dimensional figure and an expanded plane in Xunlian. Place the content you want to print on the expanded surface. After adjusting, a preview will be displayed next to it, then confirm. That's it." Yang Yuyao explained while operating. The time to print the poem on this tube is longer than the two methods just now, but it is also longer than writing with a hand-held pen. Much faster. He Qianqing picked up the wooden pen holder with the words printed on it to observe.

"It looks like a ridge on the side and a peak on the side, with different heights from far to near. It's interesting. I wonder what kind of mountain is in this poem?" He Qianqing played with the tube in his hand. Just two lines of poetry were enough for him to imagine the shape of the mountain described in the poem. Chimei. "Could it be that this poem was also written by predecessors?" He Qianqing asked, remembering Yang Yuyao's explanation of the origin of the poem "The peach blossoms shine brightly". Yang Yuyao nodded. "With such beautiful poems, I really want to read them carefully as my teacher."

Yang Yuyao looked at He Qianqing in surprise, and then remembered that his powerful master was born in a civil servant family, but he ran away from home and became a monk because he was rebellious and preferred martial arts. But under the influence of his family in his childhood, his literary literacy should naturally be better than others.

"Speaking of which, since you can make this printer pen Xiaoyao as a finished product, why does it take some time to launch it?" When Yang Yuyao was thinking about whether to write down for He Qianqing the parts of the poems he had memorized in the original world, He Qianqing He took the initiative to bring the topic back and asked.

"I plan to find a good and auspicious day to release the promotional video and start pre-sales." Yang Yuyao replied. Although he is engaged in scientific research, he also knows that business and architecture still pay great attention to these metaphysics. National-level research institutes like theirs, which are directly controlled by the government, also ask Taoist priests to do this before starting construction of new laboratories.

"This idea is quite interesting." He Qianqing smiled and understood. As a monk, going against the will of heaven only makes me more aware of the authenticity of these influences called metaphysics.

He Qianqing's attention fell on this printing pen again. The mainly black color scheme is a magic weapon that looks exactly like Xunlian. Like Xunlian, although this pen is thick, it is extremely comfortable to hold in the hand. The extremely simple shape is different from the traditional style of magical instruments in the world of immortality. It makes people feel a strong sense of restraint and strange beauty. Xunlian, and even the outer packaging designed by Yang Yuyao for Xunlian, all give people a similar feeling. If you look at Yang Yuyao's appearance, it's really hard to imagine that he would make something of this style.

"Do you think it's possible that the Hanbao in Sixi was created by someone, and that's why it's so special?" Yang Yuyao returned his attention to the post discussing Hanbao. This sentence on the seventh floor of the post The words successfully attracted Yang Yuyao's attention.

"Can Drought Demons be artificially created?" Yang Yuyao murmured in surprise. Apparently there were many people in the post who were confused by this, but no one could provide a definite reply. Just when Yang Yuyao thought that this guess had no results yet, He Qianqing, who had been thinking for a while, suddenly spoke.

"This matter is indeed possible." He Qianqing said slowly with a solemn expression, "I once heard Master say that using the body of a person with a special destiny to plant a "seed" can revive the drought demon in advance. .”

"Resurrection?" Yang Yuyao thought about the specialness of this word. It is not resurrection but revival. Does it mean that Hanba will never really die? "What is the seed?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me clearly back then." He Qianqing shook his head and replied. The long lifespan allowed Nanshan Immortal Master to know too many things. Unfortunately, none of his many disciples could inherit all his knowledge. Even the disciples he took in his early years died earlier than him, so those who are still alive are basically the disciples he took in later.

"Since there is this method, it means that someone has tried it and succeeded in the past. But I don't know when it happened, and whether anyone has survived to this day..." Yang Yuyao thought, and the content of the post in front of him suddenly popped up. Friend requests are blocked. Yang Yuyao looked at the applicant's name and felt puzzled. "Master of the Xuanzhen Sect? Why did he add me as a friend?" Yang Yuyao confirmed that Song Ci, the master of the Xuanzhen Sect, had added the nickname "Gu Yuan". Yang Yuyao turned to look at He Qianqing, who also shook his head in confusion. Yang Yuyao shook his head to express that he didn't understand what Song Ci was thinking. After hesitating for a while, Yang Yuyao chose to agree.