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

Song Ci: Dear Gu Yuan, this... I am Song Ci, Song Yizhang's father.

Song Ci, the leader of the Xuanzhen Sect, sent a message after Yang Yuyao added him as a friend. He did not mention that he was the leader of the Xuanzhen Sect, but emphasized his father's identity. Yang Yuyao estimated that he used voice input or even changed it for this reason. Called himself.

Gu Yuan: Hello, Senior Song, do you have anything to do with me?

Yang Yuyao, who really couldn't figure out what Song Ci wanted to do with him, asked straight to the point.

Song Ci: Although it is a bit abrupt, I would like to ask you what do you think of my dog ​​Yizhang?

"?!" No matter how bad Yang Yuyao was at communicating with others, he realized that something was wrong when Song Ci mentioned this. On the side, He Qianqing's face turned gloomy.

Gu Yuan: I don’t have much contact with him. Well, the impression he gives me so far is that he is a very sensible person.

Yang Yuyao replied carefully using his wording. To be honest, he didn't have a deep impression of Song Yizhang. After all, the only time he really spent time with him was the night Song Yizhang broke in. But having said that, this young master does have a good temper. Although for Yang Yuyao, it was Song Yizhang who broke into his room that night, the small courtyard was originally the house of Song Yizhang's family.

For Song Yizhang, he just went home, but when he returned to his home and was attacked, no one would be happy. However, after figuring out the identities of Yang Yuyao and the others, Song Yizhang still helped them speak and explain to them even though he was still trapped in the chair by Yang Yuyao. So Yang Yuyao's impression of Song Yizhang is indeed not bad. As for the conflict between Song Yizhang and his parents, this is not something he, an outsider, is suitable to talk about.

Song Ci: So, little friend, do you think he can do it? My family's conditions are quite good, and as you know, little friend, my wife Li Yingying is the head of Yi Baoxuan and is well-known in the entire world of immortality.

"???" Yang Yuyao was stunned. He didn't even know how to reply to this message from Song Ci. This message, this... why does this look like the kind of parents who help their children find a partner? ? ! Yang Yuyao thought in horror, while He Qianqing's face turned completely dark. At this moment, a new friend application popped up. The applicant is Song Yizhang. Yang Yuyao stretched out his trembling fingers and clicked Agree.

Song Yizhang: Fellow Daoist Gu, I am Song Yizhang. Well, please ignore the content of my father’s chat with you! Due to some misunderstandings, there were some rumors about me within the sect. My father seemed to believe these rumors, and I only just found out about them.

Song Yizhang: I don’t know why my classmates in the sect think that I like you. I don’t like you. No, I mean I don’t like you that way. Can you understand what I mean? You are really nice and very talented and lovely, but I think I prefer women.

Song Yizhang: Anyway, I will explain this to my father clearly, so don’t worry.

It can be seen from the way Song Yizhang sent the message that he was quite urgent. Yang Yuyao was a little curious about what happened to Xuanzhen Sect to lead to such a development, which made him want to send a message to ask Ye Qianqian. The situation was over, but after thinking about it, Yang Yuyao felt that it was too embarrassing to ask about this matter and decisively chose to give up. But Yang Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief after learning that this was a misunderstanding. He almost thought he could easily attract people of the same sex.

He Qianqing looked at the message sent by Song Yizhang with a solemn expression. His explanation did not make He Qianqing relieved at all, but instead made him more vigilant.

"Huh?" Yang Yuyao's mind moved, and several streams of light flashed in the void and disappeared into his space ring. But another white stream of light flew out and disappeared into nothingness.

"What?" He Qianqing naturally noticed the movement and asked.

"The clone encountered some trouble, so I sent the things back first." Yang Yuyao replied.

"That clone of Jin Yuesheng? Didn't you leave it in Linfang Town? What trouble would you encounter?" He Qianqing asked in surprise. After the clone of Jin Yuesheng was separated, Yang Yuyao never took it back. Instead, he left it in Linfang Town to do some small business, selling some simple magical tools including some he made himself.

Because it is a clone, and it is not his original appearance, even if he stays in a crowded place, for Yang Yuyao, it is like playing a VR game, and he will not feel nervous or afraid. Therefore, he used this clone to familiarize himself with the use of the clone while further understanding all aspects of the world. Now, for Yang Yuyao, except for special circumstances where he cannot control the clone well, in most cases his clone can move freely without seeming to interfere with the main body.

"For some reasons, this clone of mine is now on the outskirts of Linfang Town." Yang Yuyao replied, shrugging helplessly.

"Huaiyu! You take Yuesheng and leave first!" Outside Linfang Town, a young man shouted to the two people standing behind him.

"Okay, catch up as soon as possible, Yuesheng, let's go!" The young man with droopy eyes took the fox-eyed young man's hand and ran all the way without looking back, not even waiting for the fox-eyed young man to say "wait".

"...You...huh...don't worry about me." The young man named Yuesheng by the two young men gasped and said when he could finally rest for a while. As Yang Yuyao's clone, he naturally retained his physical fitness which was too bad to be that of a monk. If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual power reserve of this clone, which was set to be at the Golden Core stage, would not appear too outrageous, Yang Yuyao could have used spiritual power to assist him so that he would not be so tired. Of course, Huaiyu took him running all the way without any explanation, which also caused some trouble for him. If He Qianqing hadn't been accompanying his body to re-train physical fitness during this period, Yang Yuyao's clone would be more than just panting now.

To be honest, although his cultivation has grown extremely fast, Yang Yuyao's body in this world is actually quite poor in terms of physical fitness. After all, he basically slept through it while others were laying the foundation. The two stages of Qi training and foundation building are naturally the key periods for monks to lay the foundation. Otherwise, why is there the term foundation building? Tall buildings also need a solid foundation to stand firm. A perfect foundation usually means a smooth follow-up path for monks. A weirdo like Yang Yuyao, who seems to have no foundation at all but is not affected by his subsequent practice, is probably the only one in this world.

"How could you ignore it! If we hadn't stopped you at that time, Yuesheng and you would not have been implicated." A young man with droopy eyes named Huaiyu said guiltily.

"Although my fighting power is not as good as the two of you, my ability to save my life is actually very strong." Yang Yuyao, who finally regained his breath, said with some tiredness. This is just an incarnation of him. He can directly If he withdraws, there will no longer be any danger, but these two young men are too moral and must protect him all the time. As long as they no longer pay attention to him, he can withdraw. Of course, he could also just leave them alone regardless. But they were trying hard to protect him, but he just ran away without even saying hello, which made him look very bad.

"Yue Sheng, I know you said this because you were worried that you would drag us down, but don't worry, that kid Ammon is still very strong, and he is a Yuanying Stage monk." Huaiyu obviously didn't believe Yang Yuyao's life-saving means. Qiang's words, he had never seen a Golden Core monk who could breathe like this after running for a while. If they weren't worried that the flying target of the sword would be too big, they would not choose to escape on foot.

"Yue Sheng, Huai Yu, are you two injured?" After about a cup of tea, the young man who stayed behind walked towards them with a sword in hand, his expression indifferent, and the inquiry was as devoid of any emotion as if it were a business matter. Huaiyu winked at Yang Yuyao with an expression like "Look, I'm right."

"No, what about you?" Yang Yuyao asked.

"It's just a minor injury." The monk named A Mo replied.

After the main body left Linfang Town, Yang Yuyao's clone found a room in a cheap inn, and the two young men lived on both sides of him. What Yang Yuyao has learned so far is that the two seem to be brothers and come from the same sect. The aloof monk named A Mo is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, while Huaiyu, who has droopy eyes and often smiles, is in the late stage of Jindan cultivation. Neither of them told Yang Yuyao their last names, but Yang Yuyao's intuition told him that the names of the two people should be their real names. He didn't know why they didn't open a double room instead of a double room when they were so familiar. Live separately.

In short, because this relationship is similar to that of neighbors, and the two of them took care of Yang Yuyao's business a little, they became familiar with each other after going back and forth. But originally their relationship was not so good that they shared weal and woe. It was purely because of the accident that the three of them were tied together.

"Ah Mo, can you confirm the identities of those people?" Huaiyu searched the surroundings carefully and asked after confirming that they were safe.

"I'm not sure. Those people should have deliberately avoided using their usual techniques." Ah Mo replied. Yang Yuyao could tell that the two of them wanted to have a more in-depth discussion and exchange information. They probably came here with a mission, but because they were worried that Yang Yuyao's clone was here, they couldn't elaborate too much.

Maybe this is the right time to leave. Yang Yuyao was thinking about it and was about to speak. A murderous aura made Yang Yuyao instantly pull out the white jade bone fan from his waist, and opened the black shadow flying towards Huaiyu's back. The black shadow was deflected by Yang Yuyao's strength and lowered, nailing into the trunk of a tree. A feathered arrow. Amo and Huaiyu drew their swords at the same time and rushed towards the direction of the arrow. Only the branches of the bushes were left, and the sound of fighting immediately came from the bushes. Yang Yuyao sensed the auras of the three people and felt that there was no need to take action, so he stayed where he was and continued to guard against sneak attacks.

Under the siege of A Mo and Huai Yu, the attacker who fired the arrow was quickly controlled and captured. Perhaps because he was designated as the target of the sneak attack, Huai Yu kicked the man to the open space where they were just now. This man was wrapped up tightly and his face was covered. He even used a layer of black gauze to cover his eyes so that no one could see his eyes clearly.

"Who are you?" Huaiyu stepped on the man's back, put his sword against his neck, and asked. Ah Mo, on the other hand, pulled off the other person's cover more directly, revealing the person's face.

This person turned out to be a beautiful woman. Her figure was covered by the tightly wrapped clothes. After her mask was pulled off, she bit her red lips and glared at Ah Mo fiercely.

"Are you a person or an organization?" Seeing that the woman did not reply to Huaiyu's words, Amo asked again. This woman was dressed similarly to those who had just chased them, with her whole body covered and even her eyes covered with black gauze. However, the woman remained silent and stared at Ah Mo with her eyes getting redder and redder due to congestion in her blood vessels.

"Be careful!" Yang Yuyao reminded. Just for a second, the woman who had her acupoints tapped and tied with a demon-catching rope let out a roar like a wild beast, and actually opened the acupoints and broke away from the demon-binding rope. Sheng Sheng rushed forward to shake off Huaiyu who was stepping on her back, and attacked Amo who was closest to him.

"Clang!" There was a sound of metal colliding, and Ah Mo's sword collided with the woman's short knife. Just now, he was able to pin the woman down and beat her, but now Ah Mo was knocked away several meters, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. This brief confrontation made him realize one thing. This woman suddenly became stronger.

"Has she become stronger?" The woman's aura shocked Huaiyu. Just now, the woman was in the early stage of the golden elixir, and now she actually had the aura of the Nascent Soul stage! The woman stood up again, hunched over her breasts, and the hand holding the knife was drooped. But he raised his head, looking crazy.

"She's going crazy, be careful!" Yang Yuyao's voice woke the two of them up from their shock. Thanks to waking up in time, Huaiyu successfully avoided the woman's knife, but his clothes were only scratched.

"(Wei Wuguo swears)! What's going on with this woman?" Huaiyu cursed in a low voice. They didn't see the woman swallowing or biting the pill hidden in her mouth that could temporarily increase her strength. Her breath and spirit His strength suddenly became stronger.

"Stay!" Seeing that the attack on Huaiyu failed, the woman turned around and attacked Yang Yuyao's clone. Yang Yuyao unfolded his white jade bone fan, opened his lips slightly, and spat out one word. The invisible wind bound the woman's limbs like silk, hindering her movements and causing her movements to stagnate. At the same time as Yang Yuyao opened his mouth, Ah Mo stepped forward and blocked in front of him. Seeing that the woman's movement was blocked, he was slightly stunned, and then attacked.

"The state of this woman..." Yang Yuyao frowned slightly, and he closed the white jade bone fan and tapped it in his palm. The woman's state looked familiar, and the way the aura suddenly increased... He Qianqing once told Yang Yuyao that they were studying the seizure. As a result of the magic weapon "Life Contract", after signing the contract with this magic weapon, you can no longer use external objects to improve yourself in a short period of time, but the price is a long period of irrational killing. It is very similar to this woman's state. The original battle with those who signed the contract with the magic weapon Life Contract did not show the effect of the Life Contract. The reason is that under the crushing strength of He Qianqing, their improvement was completely negligible.

"That's all, just treat it as a side dungeon." Yang Yuyao, who originally wanted to leave as soon as possible, changed his mind and took the initiative to attack. It was just a clone that was not the original one. At worst, he would not use this appearance again.

"Yue Sheng!" A Mo and Huai Yu, who didn't expect Yang Yuyao to suddenly step forward, shouted at the same time. Then they saw Yang Yuyao neatly cut open a large piece of fabric on the woman's shoulder and immediately retreated. Perfectly avoiding the woman's counterattack, the broken clothes slightly exposed the woman's shoulders, and a trace of bright red slowly fell, making her skin even whiter. A leaf-like tattoo on the woman's shoulder made A Mo and Huai Yu look clear.

"As expected, he is from the Wan Ye Sect. Alas, it's really tricky." Huaiyu murmured in a low voice. Yang Yuyao was naturally keenly aware of Huaiyu's words, but pretended not to hear them. This also confirmed his guess that Huaiyu and Amo were indeed here for the mission. The mission of the two of them is probably to investigate the evidence of collusion between the Wanye Sect and the demons.

"Yue Sheng, step back." Amo said to Yang Yuyao, and then shouted to Huaiyu, "Stop mumbling and deal with her as soon as possible!"