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

Gu Yuan: Qianqian, you are also very powerful. I remember that when we separated, you were at the third level of Qi training. Now you are at the seventh level of Qi training. In two months, you have improved to the fourth level, which is quite impressive. And I was already at the last minute, so I made the breakthrough.

Yang Yuyao, who didn't expect that posting this news would hit Ye Qianqian, sent a message to make up for it.

Yi Ziqi: Yes, I am like that too. Most people need to practice for at least a year for each additional level during the Qi training period. Qianqian, your progress is already very fast. Xiang also did not succeed in building the foundation until he was eighteen years old.

Ye Qianqian: Is that so? Is there any secret to building a foundation?

Yang Yuyao, who was half-lying against He Qianqing, was stunned when he saw the message from Ye Qianqian. He found that he had no way to answer because he couldn't remember how to build the foundation at that time, so he turned his attention to asking for help. He Qianqing.

"The secret to building a foundation?" He Qianqing raised his eyebrows after receiving Yang Yuyao's gaze, and seriously recalled how he built a foundation back then. "It will happen naturally when the time comes."

Yang Yuyao, who was about to use He Qianqing's answer to reply to Ye Qianqian, stiffened his fingers. Such an answer had no reference value at all. However, there is nothing he can do about He Qianqing giving such an answer. He Qianqing has only accepted Yang Yuyao as a disciple. After Yang Yuyao started to practice formally, He Qianqing has not read the relevant teaching materials he obtained from Mu Yuan. After all, Yang Yuyao built the foundation by himself. As a last resort, He Qianqing taught Yang Yuyao how to suppress his own cultivation and prevent him from reaching the golden elixir so quickly.

Facts have proved that this is a very suitable approach for Yang Yuyao, otherwise Yang Yuyao might have formed the golden elixir at an even younger age. No matter how shocked the world may be. The advantages of forming pills before they are fully developed actually outweigh the disadvantages. After all, the growth of a young boy's muscles and bones is inhibited before they reach their peak. Then in terms of muscles and bones, even if each subsequent promotion will be stronger than before, the upper limit is still lower than that of a fully developed person. However, Yang Yuyao really couldn't suppress it at that time.

And He Qianqing himself is also a genius. He built the foundation easily and smoothly without using any tricks. Just as he answered, he naturally established the foundation,

Gu Yuan: Let nature take its course.

After thinking about it carefully, Yang Yuyao could only reply like this. Yi Ziqi hasn't replied yet. I don't know if he is thinking about his memories or looking for advice.

Yang Yuyao slowly and carefully changed his posture. He Qianqing took into account that he had just escaped from the control of the secret medicine puppet and basically only had a taste of it. Therefore, Yang Yuyao can still sit up and chat with his friends using Xunlian, but if the movement range is slightly larger, there will still be a slight pain.

Of course, this pain is nothing compared to the previous injuries, but gritting one's teeth and enduring at that time was what the situation required. There is no crisis now, so why bother yourself? Yang Yuyao, who thought so, lay on the bed with peace of mind.

Yi Ziqi's final answer was similar to Yang Yuyao's, but he suggested that Ye Qianqian could observe her surroundings more. Maybe something could help her understand something so that she could successfully build the foundation in time. After Ye Qianqian expressed her gratitude to the two of them, she mentioned her sister's reply letter, and also took a picture of her sister's letter and sent it to the group.

Gu Yuan: Qianqian, are you sure this is your sister's handwriting?

Yang Yuyao sent a message and asked.

Ye Qianqian: Brother Yuan, is it possible that this letter was not written to me by my sister?

Gu Yuan: Maybe, but you can just treat it as if it was written by your sister.

Ye Qianqian: Brother Yuan, I don’t quite understand.

Yi Ziqi: What A Yuan means is that regardless of whether this letter is really written by your sister, Qianqian, just follow the letter. Now that you are alone, it would be best if you do not provoke your uncle until your father recovers. It would be best if it was really a letter written by your sister. If not, it should be your uncle who is sending out kindness but also warning. The purpose of his sending this letter is to ask you to follow the letter and don't cause trouble, otherwise he will not be polite.

Ye Qianqian: I still don’t quite understand why he wants to show his kindness to me?

Gu Yuan: He is leaving a way out for himself. First of all, you are now a disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect, the number one sect in the world of immortality, and you are also the direct disciple of the elders of the sect. Your uncle should not want to offend the Xuanzhen Sect. Secondly, if Qianqian you achieve great things in the future and become a powerful person, then the Ye family still needs your support, and he naturally doesn't want to offend you to death. Another point is that although your uncle currently controls the Ye family, he should not have truly taken the position of head of the family yet.

Gu Yuan: I think this secret treasure that can activate the power of the family leader should still be in your father's hands, which means your father has a chance to make a comeback. If that happens, as long as there is no clear evidence, your uncle can use sweet words to whitewash the situation and fool the doves into occupying the magpie's nest during this period.

Ye Qianqian: How could he be fooled? ! He married me to the eldest son of the royal family because he wanted me to die in the royal family!

Even though there were only words, Ye Qianqian's anger still hit her face.

Yi Ziqi: Although this should indeed be his intention, as A Yuan said, there is no evidence. The prince's eldest son took so many women and then disappeared mysteriously. This was of course extremely suspicious. But the common rumor in the world of immortality is that it was his behavior that made these wives unbearable and chose to leave, rather than the eldest son of the prince who killed these women. When you marry into the Wang family, he can even say that it is for the purpose of marrying the two major families and making the Ye family stronger, so as to confuse right and wrong and claim that it is his credit.

Ye Qianqian: In other words, if I fail to become the Wang family and escape and meet you, and die in the hands of the eldest son of the Wang family, he can also say that my life is not good...

Ye Qianqian figured it out, but she wanted to cry even more. In the past, she was well protected by her parents and lived a carefree life. She never imagined that as soon as something happened to her father, the head of the family, her relatives would show their greedy fangs and want to Put her to death.

In fact, her parents did not give birth to a son, and they only had two daughters, her and her sister. If nothing else happened, sooner or later the position of head of the family would fall to her uncle's family or other cousins. But her uncle was not willing to wait even for this.

Gu Yuan: Why does it have to be a man? Why can't women be the head of the house?

Yang Yuyaofa thought, of course he knew that the world also favored boys over girls, but if the secret treasure that could activate the power of the family head did not set gender restrictions, why couldn't women be the head of the family?

"Yes, why can't I be the head of the family?" Ye Qianqian's eyes widened when she saw the message sent by Yang Yuyao, and she clenched her fists. Are her cousins ​​really better than her? not necessarily.

One of her cousins ​​is a swinger who is obsessed with brothels all day long, and she also has a demented cousin who is bullied all day long. Ye Qianqian used to think that he was just a little stupid and protected him, but later she found out that even his parents Not wanting to see him, she sent him out of the Ye family. Ye Qianqian hadn't seen him again for a long time. As for the other cousins, although they are not that extreme, Ye Qianqian really doesn't feel that she is worse than them.

Then they chatted for a long time. After all, the three of them hadn't been able to chat together for a long time. Even Yang Yuyao mostly just watched the two of them chatting and occasionally answered a few words. , and they chatted until dark.

Ye Qianqian talked about the senior sister who always harassed her before. After Ye Qianqian got her two axes, she never came again. Yi Ziqi complained that he once wanted to leave the seclusion early, but was forced back by the talisman array set up by the head master, Taoist Chizhu, forcing him to continue to retreat until he broke through and became the Nascent Soul.

Then the two of them talked about the magical weapons that Yang Yuyao sent them. Of course, most of these magical weapons were defensive, but they both thanked Yang Yuyao very happily. They were even careful not to let other sect members in the sect know about this, otherwise a lot of people would be envious and jealous. You might even get into trouble for attracting attention.

Naturally, they also mentioned Yang Yuyao's name. Not long after Yang Yuyao met them, he discovered that the two of them had a kind of blind admiration and love for him. Now I am afraid that all the well-informed monks know that he is still alive, and even Yi Ziqi, who has just finished his retreat, knows about it.

Seeing them discussing Yang Yuyao's survival with great enthusiasm, I was sincerely happy that he had escaped. Yang Yuyao fell into silence. He was thinking and struggling about whether he should confess to them or not.

If he confessed, what should he say? If he said it, would they really believe it? Is this confession really necessary? Gu Yuan is also him. He has not replaced other people's identities and names.

Gu Yuan: If you had the chance to be friends with Yang Yuyao, would you be willing?

After thinking for a long time, Yang Yuyao asked this question. I wonder if this question was too unexpected for Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian. The two of them suddenly became quiet and did not respond for a long time.

"So, Xiaoyao, what do you think? Do you want them to know your true identity?" He Qianqing asked, looking at Yang Yuyao who was waiting for the news with some anticipation and some worry.

"I don't know yet myself." Yang Yuyao replied with some frustration. He Qianqing hugged the beautiful young man and kissed his forehead.

"Be confident, things may be better than you think." He Qianqing reassured.

Why is he so confused? Yang Yuyao is not only afraid that his concealment will eventually be exposed and cause Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian's displeasure, but also he is afraid that his true self after confessing is far from the Yang Yuyao in their minds, and he will be disappointed because the image of his idol has collapsed. He was even more afraid that their friendship would be eroded by fame and fortune and become no longer pure.

Compared to Gu Yuan's obscurity, Yang Yuyao's name is so loud that it is almost universally known in the world of immortality. Many people are happy to meet famous people because it will make them profitable, even if it is just bragging, they will have a larger audience.

"Although, it's not very pure now..." Yang Yuyao thought about it and remembered Yi Ziqi's confession to him. He didn't know what Yi Ziqi's feelings were for him now, whether the throbbing for him had cooled down, and whether he had gotten over it. Can they still return to pure friendship?

"It should be possible, right?" Yang Yuyao thought of his seniors in college. They were very clumsy when they were together, but they were particularly clean and tidy when they broke up. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, they were there again. Found a new partner.

Ye Qianqian: Huh? Brother Yuan, why do you ask that? Brother Yuan, do you and Yang Yuyao know each other?

Ye Qianqian: Of course I want to get to know him if I can! He is recognized as a beauty in the world of immortality! I really want to know what he is like in real life. But as for friends... I'm not sure if I can make friends with him.

Ye Qianqian: Yang Yuyao is beautiful and powerful. I wonder if he will be very cold... It would be nice if he was like Brother Yuan.

Ye Qianqian: To be honest, I am a little embarrassed.

Yang Yuyao was a little surprised when he saw Ye Qianqian's answer. He couldn't understand why Ye Qianqian had such thoughts.

Yi Ziqi: It would be great if we could meet once. If we could become friends, I think I might not be able to reach that level...

Then Yi Ziqi's answer made Yang Yuyao feel incredible. Does his image look so aloof?

"Master, do I... look cold and hard to get close to?" Yang Yuyao hesitated again and again before turning his head to seek answers from the people around him.

"Of course not," He Qianqing denied, "It's just that you, Xiaoyao, are so dazzling that they unconsciously lower themselves and exalt your status in their minds, that's why they feel this way. The so-called respect and fear. , that is awe.”

"Respect and fear him?" Yang Yuyao thought about He Qianqing's words and roughly understood what He Qianqing meant. In the minds of Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian, his status is probably comparable to that of those seniors in the world of immortality. In comparison, although he has not actually achieved anything, when this impression is created, one will look up to him unconsciously.

How do people feel when they look up at the mountains and the vast universe? Maybe it's because of involuntary fear? In front of nature, human beings are as insignificant as a drop in the ocean. Just like in front of the great masters of the world of immortality, mortals and low-level monks are like ants, which can be destroyed with just one hand.

"Xiao Yao, what do you want to have for dinner? I'll let the puppet prepare it." He Qianqing's words brought Yang Yuyao back from his thoughts. He turned his head in surprise and looked out the window. The night in the north always comes earlier and is more beautiful. A little longer, the night has arrived, and the stars are shining brightly in the night sky, stretching endlessly.

"Let's have barbecue." Yang Yuyao said, and He Qianqing looked at him with doubts on his face.

So Yang Yuyao explained that it was not that He Qianqing had never eaten baked food. After all, when he ran away from home when he was young, he often hunted and roasted food to fill his stomach. He also ate what Yang Yuyao brought back. Telford baked goods. But in He Qianqing's view, a simple barbecue is not like a serious meal.

But what Yang Yuyao wanted was that kind of atmosphere. The stars were just right tonight, so it was perfect for an outdoor barbecue. In the original world, Yang Yuyao had always wanted to try it when he saw people in the videos having barbecues in their yards or balconies, but in the original world, his body did not allow it, and the dormitory where he lived did not have the conditions. So Yang Yuyao really wanted to give it a try this time.

"Okay." Although he still didn't understand Yang Yuyao's feelings, He Qianqing still agreed. According to what Yang Yuyao explained, he ordered the puppet housekeeper and the puppet maid to prepare the necessary things. As a monk who has abstained from grain, there is no food stored in the house He Qianqing bought. Fortunately, they were in Ningcheng, which was so prosperous that even at night the shops would be open very late, so they could definitely buy the ingredients they needed.

When Gan Lin came over to check on Yang Yuyao's recovery, the first batch of meat skewers had just been grilled. Of course, these meat skewers were grilled by He Qianqing, after all, he had rich experience. Yang Yuyao only took a skewer of meat to practice, but he is still fighting wits and courage with this skewer of meat.

"Good evening, senior Gan Lin." Yang Yuyao took the initiative to say hello.

"Good evening, Yu Yao." Gan Lin was stunned for a moment and then responded with a smile. Yang Yuyao also called her this way before. Hearing him call her that again made Gan Lin feel that this young man had not actually lost his memory. illusion.

"Senior, do you want to try some skewers?" Yang Yuyao took out a skewer that He Qianqing had baked and handed it to Gan Lin and asked.

"Grilled skewers?" Gan Lin was a little confused, but still accepted. "It's very good, it tastes very good." Gan Lin commented after tasting it. This way of eating made her feel a little novel, so she stayed. After He Qianqing thought about it for a while, he sent a message to call Mu Yuan and his wife over.

After Mu Yuan and his wife came, they were also full of interest in this method. Although grilled food is not uncommon, the feeling of grilling food to satisfy your hunger is completely different from now. Through Yang Yuyao's description, He Qianqing asked the puppets to prepare a charcoal brazier, cushion it with a stone stool, and lay a clean iron plate on top to make a simple oven. The marinated meat was cut and skewered by the puppets, and additional condiments were prepared for grilling and after grilling.

This method seemed very leisurely and comfortable, and soon the three of them started grilling it themselves. Mu Yuan even took out his own collection of good wine from his space ring to match the barbecue. Yang Yuyao sighed as he looked at the skewers he grilled, which were partly burnt and partly undercooked. He felt that it would take some time for him to master them.

Later, even Tu Shan came looking for her after smelling the fragrance. When she saw there were three powerful people in the yard, she turned around and wanted to sneak away, but Yang Yuyao held her by the neck and stuffed the failed skewer of meat. In the mouth. Tushan chewed it. Although the heat was a bit off, it still tasted good.

So Tushan stopped sneaking away. She pretended to be an ordinary pet fox, raising her head and eagerly waiting for people to feed her.