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

In the early morning, with Tu Shan watching him with tears in his eyes, Yang Yuyao and He Qianqing set off for Daz. He Qianqing originally wanted to hold Yang Yuyao's waist and take him there directly, but Yang Yuyao refused. He believes that he is already very fast now that he is already in the integration stage. Although he is not as fast as He Qianqing who is already in the tribulation stage, there is still no problem in traveling a thousand miles a day.

Although Dazi is far away, it is not so far that He Qianqing needs to speed up to get there. Therefore, Yang Yuyao can definitely follow behind. It would be fine if he was still in the Golden Core stage or Nascent Soul stage and asked He Qianqing to lead him all the way. It would still be the same when he was already in the Fusion stage. It was as if he was still being held by his parents despite being an adult for a long time, which made Yang Yuyao somewhat embarrassed.

In the high altitude, they turned into two rays of light. Even though He Qianqing did not slow down much, Yang Yuyao still followed effortlessly. He even had the energy to look left and right, watching the clouds of different shapes passing by and the occasional encounters. A flying monk with a sword.

The monks who are also flying with swords have different ways of flying due to the differences in the techniques they practice. Some were flying at high speeds on the sword, some were sitting cross-legged on the sword with serious faces, and some were lying on the enlarged sword, looking carefree. There is another one who is even more outrageous, holding the hilt of the sword and flying with it hanging on the sword body. In addition, there are those with swords, spears, whisks, even gourds flying, etc. Watching these monks' fancy flying methods is like seeing a group of people driving a variety of vehicles on the road, which is very interesting.

They flew for most of the day, and finally arrived at the Huihuo Cult station in Dazi Country at nightfall. They didn't even need to look for an inn. He Qianqing took Yang Yuyao directly to a Xianjia Inn that looked very luxurious. After giving his name, he got the key to the room. It seems that He Qianqing entrusted his acquaintances here to help book this inn. He Qianqing had planned to bring Yang Yuyao here for some time. This feeling of having someone prepare all the strategies for traveling makes Yang Yuyao feel very relaxed. He doesn't have to think about what needs to be arranged, he can just have fun.

Compared with the people from Xia, Bianliang and Weiwu that Yang Yuyao had seen, the people from Dazi had deeper facial features, bigger noses, more mature faces, and darker skin color. I just don’t know if I will see anyone with blond hair and blue eyes if I continue walking west.

The furnishings of the Xianjia Inn in Dazi are also slightly different from those inns that Yang Yuyao has stayed in before. The furniture styles, patterns and even the shapes of tea drinking utensils are all very different. It seems that the three countries before were the Central Plains, and here it is as if they have arrived in the Western Regions.

However, what Yang Yuyao didn't expect was that the inn bath here was also equipped with a "plumbing system". I don't know if the monks who manage the inn came all the way to visit He Qianqing to get the qualification to install the "plumbing system" or if He Qianqing was all over the world. Sales promotion... He Qianqing, who was wearing a black suit and carrying a briefcase, appeared in Yang Yuyao's mind while he was taking a bath, looking like a salesman. He was so inconsistent that he frightened himself.

"Maybe the master's appearance when he was young didn't have such a strong sense of disobedience. Now he feels that his aura is so strong that he doesn't look like an ordinary salesman." Yang Yuyao squinted his eyes and thought. They arrived earlier, and the Huihuo Cult's celebrations would not officially begin until tomorrow. They could walk around and experience the exotic customs tomorrow.

As for the opening time of the celebration, they arrived early. But after all, this celebration of the Huihuo Sect is a popular tourist attraction in the world of immortality. It is only held once a year, so many monks will definitely come. It's a better choice to come a little earlier and check out the spots in advance.

Yang Yuyao finished bathing, got dressed and walked to the coffee table. He Qianqing was practicing cross-legged beside him. Yang Yuyao did not disturb him. He picked up the silver curved-mouth pot and poured some tea into the small cup. He saw the transparent and colorless tea poured out. Liquid, Yang Yuyao frowned slightly, a little confused, wondering if the water in this curved-mouth pot was white water? Do you need to make your own tea?

Yang Yuyao, who felt comfortable in the bath and was a little confused, didn't think much about it. Just plain water. He picked up the small silver cup and drank it in one gulp. It wasn't until the liquid entered his mouth that Yang Yuyao suddenly realized that it was not water, but low-concentration wine! "How could an inn provide alcohol directly to customers?" Yang Yuyao thought in surprise. The effect of the alcohol took effect quickly after he drank it, turning his face a tipsy red.

"This wine is so bland, basically tasteless." Yang Yuyao thought to himself, then poured another glass and drank it as water.

"Xiao Yao, this is wine!" He Qianqing, who had finished practicing, saw this scene as soon as he opened his eyes and quickly stopped him.

"Master? This wine is very weak. Do you want to drink some?" Yang Yuyao asked very calmly. Just like the previous time, the wine did not affect his brain.

"Have you already drank?" He Qianqing sighed after realizing it was too late to stop him, but he did not refuse the wine Yang Yuyao poured for him and stood up to take it.

"Well, I originally thought it was white water, but I didn't expect it to be such a weak wine." Yang Yuyao admitted with a slight embarrassment. However, due to the effect of alcohol, Yang Yuyao only felt that his cheeks were a little red, but he didn't know that his eyes were looking at this moment. She looked slightly confused, and the crimson color at the corners of her eyes was even brighter. Even the look on her face that was evasive due to embarrassment was softened to the point of shyness in response to a refusal.

"Xiao Yao, why do you drink alcohol only on your face?" He Qianqing couldn't help but kiss the corner of the young man's eyes and smiled helplessly. Just a little bit of wine will give you such a deceptively alluring look, almost drunk but not drunk, sultry.

"I don't know." Yang Yuyao answered honestly. "But having said that, do people in this country treat wine as water?" Yang Yuyao asked doubtfully.

"Although it's not that absolute, it's almost the same. People in this country are indeed addicted to alcohol." He Qianqing replied, "In addition, if you see this kind of curved-mouth pot in Daz, it must be used to hold wine. They The water is filled with a long clay pot," He Qianqing looked around and then found his target at the table. "That's it." He Qianqing pointed at the clay pot and said.

Yang Yuyao looked at the location pointed by He Qianqing and saw the object. It was a pottery jar with a lid, about half a meter high, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. There were smooth horizontal lines on the jar. It seemed that a thin layer of glaze had been applied to the jar, making it look like water was flowing in it. It seems like everything inside will seep out slowly. Yang Yuyao had actually seen it a long time ago, but since it was placed on the ground, Yang Yuyao thought it was just a decoration with no function. If He Qianqing hadn't said that it was actually a vessel used to hold water in this country, Yang Yuyao would not have paid attention to it or even touched it.

"Master, please tell me more about the special customs of Dazi!" In order to avoid the embarrassment of this happening again, Yang Yuyao quickly asked He Qianqing for advice.

"Okay, let me tell you slowly, master." He Qianqing smiled, pulled Yang Yuyao to sit down, and spoke slowly.

The next day, they didn't leave the inn room until midnight to walk around the streets. The inn they stayed in was within the area of ​​Huihuo Cult's residence, so it was already filled with monks from all directions for the celebration early this morning. Even though the inn had already put up a sign outside the door saying it was full, when Yang Yuyao and He Qianqing walked out, they could still see several monks surrounding the innkeeper to increase the price. Some even said that he could live in the woodshed. But even so, the innkeeper still rejected such an outrageous request very principledly, and kindly suggested that these monks go to other inns to ask.

"Oh my God! It's Yang Yuyao!" I don't know which monk who was too busy suddenly shouted. Yang Yuyao, who originally just wanted to pass by quietly and leave, was instantly defeated.

"The most beautiful woman in the world of cultivators? He also came to watch the Huihuo Cult's celebration? Where are they?" The people nearby instantly became commotion. Everyone was looking left and right, as if they were determined to find Yang Yuyao before they would give up. .

"What are you paying attention to me for?! Think about the purpose of your trip!" Yang Yuyao complained in his heart, but he was not slow at all, and even used the Selfless Technique to hide himself from He Qianqing. He wasn't even satisfied with that, and then he took out stacks of invisibility charms from the space ring and slapped them on the two of them. Then he safely pulled He Qianqing, carefully avoiding the crowd, and left the inn close to the wall.

The streets were also crowded, and Yang Yuyao found that it was very easy to distinguish the locals from Dazi from the foreign monks in their clothing. People here seem to like wearing narrow sleeves, and both men and women like to wear a waistcoat, and the colors on the fabric are also particularly bright. In addition, they really like to braid their hair. Both men and women will have several thin braids on their heads. Men will even use colorful ribbons in their hair to make a braid and fix it around their foreheads, as if they are wearing it. The forehead is normal.

"The people here feel very warm and enthusiastic." Yang Yuyao sent a message to He Qianqing. They were not standing on the roadside or on the rooftops. Probably because of the large number of monks here, the roof was also full of people. Fortunately, they found a raised narrow platform and settled down there. In order to prevent others from seeing this location and looking for it, Yang Yuyao also used the Selfless Technique on this platform to hide it from everyone's eyes.

"Indeed." He Qianqing responded, holding Yang Yuyao in his arms. Thinking about the clothes and hairstyles of these people, they look pretty good, so Yang Yuyao can try them out when the time comes.

"It's a white camel." Yang Yuyao finally understood the reason why so many people were waiting again. Although today is not the official start of the celebration, the Huihuo Sect has already started some warm-up activities. This was the case with the white camel that Yang Yuyao saw from a distance. The snow-white camel slowly walked towards the street without anyone pulling it. The camel was covered with a colorful tapestry, and around its neck Wearing a circle of golden bells and pom-pom-like flowers on her head. On its back, there is a beautiful woman dressed in red gauze, holding a pipa-shaped instrument and playing cheerful music.

After the camel carried the woman away, another white camel slowly came over. The decoration on this camel was similar to the previous camel, but there were six more drums hanging on both sides of the body. One man and one woman were gorgeously dressed. The monks were tossing and turning on the back of the camel, dancing an extremely difficult dance. From time to time, they use their bodies to hit the drums hanging on the camels. The sound of the drums is integrated into the dance, making the dance look more powerful.

Like the woman who played in front of them, the clothes of these two people were also relatively thin, and the man even showed his arms and wore armbands. Although the country of Da Zi is further south than the country of Wei Wu, and the temperature is already warmer at this time of year, the reason why the monks are able to dress like this is because of the strong physique of the monks.

"Men and women in Dazi don't care so much about etiquette, so they dance together like this." He Qianqing explained specifically.

"Hmm..." If He Qianqing hadn't suggested it, Yang Yuyao wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with this duet dance. Although the dancers moved widely, there was no physical contact at all. Even if there is physical contact, Yang Yuyao doesn't think there is any problem. After all, in the original world, it’s not like I haven’t seen dances between men and women such as tango and rumba. As long as there is no excessive unnecessary contact, Yang Yuyao thinks it is a normal dance.

But for most of the relatively conservative people in this world, this kind of dance is somewhat shameless. Even though Yang Yuyao didn't think much of it, he wasn't sure how to respond to He Qianqing. He definitely couldn't respond to He Qianqing. He kept a good sense of distance and didn't make any indecent moves. But if he said that he didn't think there was anything wrong with them dancing like this, He Qianqing might think too much, so in the end Yang Yuyao could only simply agree.

After the two camels left carrying the performing monks, the crowd gradually dispersed. After all, this is just a side dish to warm up for the celebration, so it is naturally impossible to show all the surprises of the dinner. When the excitement is over, people will of course do whatever they need to do. There are still many monks who are worried about where to live!

"Huh?" They landed lightly and were about to take a stroll when Yang Yuyao suddenly discovered that the group of the Immortal Alliance had new information. Different from the public screen specially used for chatting, the monks in this group established by He Qianqing basically only send messages in the group to talk about business. Yang Yuyao, thinking something was wrong, clicked on it and saw that it was actually two paragraphs. video. Moreover, these two clips happened to be the videos of the performances by the three Huihuo Cult monks just now.

"Master, there were monks from the Immortal Alliance group here just now." Yang Yuyao said to He Qianqing.

"Really? How did you know, Xiaoyao?" He Qianqing asked with a smile.

"That person recorded the video of the performance just now and sent it to the group." Yang Yuyao replied, "The person who sent this message is the layman of the valley."

"Oh, he is a casual cultivator. He can indeed do whatever he wants like us. He can go wherever he wants without being burdened by the sect's affairs." He Qianqing explained with a smile.

Yang Yuyao had naturally met the Yougu layman, who also participated in the offline meeting of the Immortal Alliance and the subsequent barbecue party. During the barbecue party, He Qianqing pointed at the monks and introduced them one by one to Yang Yuyao. The monk gave him the impression that he was a reclusive hermit, a person who lived in a secret place in the mountains and had little contact with others.

However, people with this appearance came here to watch the performance just now with them. As for where he was just now, Yang Yuyao could only judge from the shooting angle of the video that he should not be far from them. But neither they nor he noticed the other.

But Yang Yuyao thought this was good. After all, they happened to have the same purpose and were not traveling together, so it was a bit awkward to meet like this. And if they really meet, they will inevitably chat for a few words. If the other party happens to be traveling with a companion and they don't know that person, it will be even more embarrassing. So it would be better not to meet each other.

Since He Qianqing didn't want them to be disturbed, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to look for them. He didn't even tell his closest friends that they were here. However, due to being caught off guard when leaving the inn, if word spread about Yang Yuyao's recognition, others would probably soon guess their visit here.

But even if they knew it, so what, other people couldn't say anything about them other than beating their chests and being envious.

"Xiao Yao, let's go shopping." He Qianqing said with a smile, and took Yang Yuyao into a clothing store full of local characteristics.