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

About an hour and a half later, the man finally received a reply from the other party. He flicked the long sword, and his spiritual power eliminated all the blood on the sword. He checked the sound transmission jade slip and got a somewhat unexpected answer.

"I'm in Lingyun City now. Hey, He, do you have any new orders? It just so happens that Cangjing Secret Realm is about to open recently, so I can go get a batch of new goods and come back."

"Lingyun City? Why is it in Lingyun City?" The man named He, Immortal Lord Qianqing He Qianqing stared at the sound transmission jade slip, as if he could judge the authenticity of the reply content by staring like this. "This talisman... this spiritual power is definitely Xiaoyao's! Only Xiaoyao is willing to draw these talismans with unusual uses." He murmured, looking deeply to the north. "Go directly to Lingyun City to confirm!" He rose with his sword, and in an instant it turned into a white rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

In an inn in Lingyun City, a middle-aged man was lying on the bed soundly asleep. If Yang Yuyao were here, he would definitely recognize that this ordinary-looking man was the one who sold him the materials, but he The stall owner who bought his talisman without hesitation. However, the man who was sleeping like a baby and snoring loudly suddenly opened his eyes and saw a tall figure standing silently in front of his bed in the darkness.

"I%**!" The frightened man stood up suddenly and uttered a series of swear words, "I*! What's wrong with you, surnamed He?! You came to stand in front of someone else's bed in the middle of the night?"

"I have something to ask you." He Qianqing replied, not feeling there was anything wrong with him scaring the other person.

"Okay, tell me, what's the matter with you?" The middle-aged man lit an oil lamp and showed a smile that seemed to be crying. "The speed of you Mahayana monks is simply ridiculous. You are receiving my message." Where were you when you responded? I sent you the message the day before yesterday and you appeared in front of me today. Now is the ugly time. It’s not even bright yet.” The man asked.

"I'm at Luopo Beach." He Qianqing replied without any concealment, "Tell me the origins of those talismans."

"Luolu Beach? It only took you more than a day to get here from Luolu Beach?! Hiss, you powerful people are really terrible in every aspect!" The man took a breath and sighed, but since he dared Saying such words in person shows that he is not very scared at all. He sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his hair, and did not invite He Qianqing to sit down. "Although the effects of the talismans I sent you are indeed rare, are they really that special? You actually made me come here in person?"

"It's indeed special, so how did you get these talismans?" He Qianqing asked again.

"I got it from a young man who bought materials from my stall. I also have a lot of special high-end materials here. Do you want to see if you need any?" The man said and took out his space ring. Prepare to display all his merchandise.

"I don't need materials now, Changtian, what does the young man you mentioned look like? Is he a native of Lingyun City?" He Qianqing asked.

"Hey, Mr. He, I have my own rules in this business. I've already told you the origin of the talisman. I can't reveal more detailed information about the customer!" Seeing that He Qianqing really didn't intend to buy anything, his name was The man from Changtian took his space ring back.

"How much does it cost?" He Qianqing asked, but Changtian waved his hand.

"Don't ask, I have no plans to become an information dealer. But since you are my long-term friend, I will reveal a little more to you. The young man's accent sounds like that of Xia Guo. There is no other information. La, you go, I will continue to work at the stall tomorrow!" Knowing that Changtian could not reveal more, he did not continue to ask further. He took out a spirit stone, threw it to Changtian and turned around to leave. Changtian immediately caught the spirit stone with a smile on his face. "Hey, thank you, sir. Go slowly, sir. Welcome to come again next time!"

When Yang Yuyao left Lingyun City, he never imagined or knew that in less than a day, the Qianqing Immortal Lord he wanted to hide from would come to Lingyun City. Therefore, after being sent out of the city by Yi Ziqi, they drove The carriage was still moving slowly. After all, if it was just to catch up with the Xuanzhen Sect's recruitment meeting, based on the route arrangement that Yi Ziqi helped them inquire about, it would only take them two and a half months at most to reach the Xuanzhen Sect, so they did not Need to hurry.

However, as the time they spent together increased, Ye Qianqian found that Yang Yuyao was becoming less and less interested in taking care of her hair. In this world where men and women are willing to spend a lot of time taking care of their hair, Yang Yuyao is uncharacteristically wearing a low ponytail when they first met, and then the ponytail got lower and lower, and now it has basically become just a ponytail. The hair is just tied up. If it weren't for the fact that it would be rude to wear it completely loose when going out, he probably wouldn't even bother to tie his hair up. With him like this, only a beggar could be worse off than him.

"Brother Yuan, you are actually pretty good-looking," Ye Qianqian said with complicated emotions. If it weren't for the special significance of combing the hair of the opposite sex, she would have wished she could comb Yang Yuyao's hair herself! Although the public face that Yang Yuyao is currently using to disguise himself can be called delicate, after all, he looks young and feels very comfortable. But Yang Yuyao just didn't want to put more effort into this aspect, which made Ye Qianqian feel like she hated iron. "It will definitely look better if you take good care of your hair!"

"I am handicapped and can't do it." Yang Yuyao was very open about the reason why he didn't want to comb his hair properly. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't be too unique and attract too much unnecessary attention, he would definitely choose to grow it out. Hair cut short. Thinking about how he could take care of his short hair in less than a minute in the original world, now he spends half an hour looking at it, which is considered very attentive.

"Well...I'll comb it for you!" Ye Qianqian, who didn't understand what the mutilated hand meant but could roughly guess the meaning, gritted her teeth and decided to take matters into her own hands to deal with Yang Yuyao's self-abasement. "Just think that I am your maid now, Brother Yuan!"

"Oh, okay." Yang Yuyao didn't expect Ye Qianqian to have such a plan, but of course he wouldn't object if someone could help him style his hair. In his opinion, it was nothing more than having a teacher Tony who was not in the barber shop.

So Yang Yuyao drove the carriage to the roadside and stopped temporarily, and entered the carriage carriage with Ye Qianqian, but opened all the curtains to let the still bright autumn sunshine shine into the carriage. Ye Qianqian quickly untied Yang Yuyao's hair tie and started combing it.

However, what Yang Yuyao never expected was that Ye Qianqian took longer to comb his hair than he did to comb his own hair. He didn't know which page he had read in the book of casual cultivators in his hand, and there were countless other messages coming from outside the carriage. There was the sound of a carriage passing by, but Ye Qianqian hadn't finished combing her hair yet. Although he didn't pay much attention to the fact that Ye Qianqian was combing his hair, Yang Yuyao still vaguely felt that his hair seemed to be tied up and untied, and then tied up again several times.

This made Yang Yuyao couldn't help but suspect that Ye Qianqian was not combing his hair seriously, but treating his hair as the kind of doll that can be dressed up. He knew that girls like that kind of toys, even if they are not children. Even though she is a girl, she is still playing. Even the female researchers in his team have fun. They call dressing up their dolls "nursing babies" and are willing to spend money and their free time to dress up those dolls beautifully.

Those dolls are indeed very beautiful, but it does not mean that Yang Yuyao likes to be played with as dolls, especially now that his scalp is too tight and painful. However, in order to confirm that he did not misunderstand Ye Qianqian, Yang Yuyao specially took them He held up the bronze mirror to see how his hair was combed.

Yang Yuyao was a little stunned when he looked at the braided hair in the bronze mirror. Although Ye Qianqian did not braid all his hair into thin braids, there was something wrong with this style. Although there is no hairstyle like that called dreadlocks, it just gives people a feeling... that doesn't match the style of this world.

"Qianqian, what kind of hairstyle do you want to give me?" Yang Yuyao asked helplessly.

"Oh, I want to wear the hairstyle of the Holy Son of Huihuo Cult!" Ye Qianqian explained, "I think that looks good!"

The Huihuo Sect is included in the sect category in the Sanxiu Collection, but it has its own teachings and should be closer to Taoism, which has belief in gods. According to the Book of Loose Cultivators, the Huihuo Sect is different from regular monks in terms of dress and behavior, and rarely interacts with other sects. However, it is famous because its members, both men and women, are good at singing and dancing. They hold a grand celebration every year at the residence and allow all monks to participate. In Yang Yuyao's view, Huihuo Cult's approach is to develop tourist attractions, but the frequency of once a year is too low. It is estimated that this is just one of Huihuo Cult's side jobs.

"Qianqian, since it is the hairstyle of the Holy Son, wouldn't it be bad if I style it the same way?" Yang Yuyao asked.

"Well, that seems to be the case, then I'll change it!" Ye Qianqian said, starting to remove some pigtails, "Strange, why the sound of rolling wheels and the sound of horse hooves can be heard constantly. Is this road so busy?"

"Probably not. This road leads to an ordinary small county. If nothing special happens in that county, it shouldn't be so attractive." Yang Yuyao recalled when Yi Ziqi explained the route to them. "Ziqi recommends taking this route because the roads on this route are better built and the most comfortable to walk from Lingyun City."

"But it's true outside now..." Ye Qianqian quietly poked her head out and looked out. The scene outside the carriage was just like what she heard, with carriages and horseback riders coming in an endless stream. What’s even more incredible is that judging from the clothes of those people, they all seem to be monks! Ye Qianqian quickly told Yang Yuyao what she had observed and asked him what they should do.

"It seems that there is something attracting monks nearby," Yang Yuyao guessed, "Let's take a look first. If they are still traveling with us next time, let's find out what's going on."

"Okay!" Ye Qianqian was surprised and scared now, but she decided to believe Yang Yuyao.

When they drove the red comet again to get the carriage moving again, they found that the monks were with them. But seeing how they were basically silent, Yang Yuyao was even more certain that they were here for a certain secret. So he threw out a gadget he made casually. It looked like an ordinary pebble, but it could move and fly at short distances and low altitudes, and it could bring back the sounds it recorded. That's right, this is a magical weapon version of a bug he made. Yang Yuyao quietly threw him into a luxury carriage.

In this world, monks have a variety of ways to travel. In fact, there are some that are quite fast, but the speed is often linked to the cultivation level, otherwise it will consume too much spiritual stones. Because of too many restrictions, even though it sounds incredible, there are still many monks in this world who choose to travel in carriages. And their choice was more out of necessity, rather than enjoying the feeling of traveling in an RV like Yang Yuyao.

Yang Yuyao was lucky. The eavesdropping target he selected for the first time successfully gave him the news he wanted to know. The reason why so many monks came here is that a secret realm called Cangjing is about to be opened. This secret realm is famous for its large number of spiritual beasts and spiritual plants, and its extremely low risk factor. Because going in is almost like picking up treasures for free, and there are basically no rare treasures in this secret realm, so it can be said that any monk can go in, and there will basically be no fighting or killing for the treasure. After all, the value of the treasures is not high. Why is the quantity so high? Instead of wasting time fighting with other monks, it is better to seize the time to cultivate more spiritual plants and catch more spiritual beasts.

At the same time, because this secret realm will attract a large number of monks, not everyone will enter the secret realm. After all, no matter how safe this secret realm is, it is still a secret realm that hides unknown dangers. Therefore, some Qi-training monks who come with their disciples or companions will not enter the secret realm, but organize a temporary market near the opening of the Cangjing Secret Realm to exchange some heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Yang Yuyao thought they could join in the fun, try setting up stalls at the temporary market to buy talismans, and also go to Cangjing Secret Realm for a day. According to the monks who were discussing the secret realm in the carriage, Yang Yuyao learned that the Cangjing Secret Realm was open for ten days, during which he could enter and exit at will. However, there may be some powerful monks blocking the door at the beginning to allow their people to enter the secret realm first, before allowing others to enter. Yang Yuyao felt that there was no need to rush to be the first to enter the secret realm, and it was really nice to be able to come out at any time. When we met Yan Shuangcheng at Yuelai Inn before, he mentioned this Cangjing secret realm and asked him if he came here for this. At that time, Yang Yuyao had no such plan, but now that he is here, it seems good to drop in and take a look.

But before making up his mind, Yang Yuyao consulted Ye Qianqian's opinion. His idea was to let Ye Qianqian set up a stall to sell the talismans he drew while he went to the secret realm for a tour. However, since such spontaneous bazaars rarely have managers, the risk may be higher.

Ye Qianqian agreed without hesitation. Yang Yuyao didn't know if it was because she was too excited that she would be able to make money soon. Whether Ye Qianqian listened to what he said about possible dangers. There was no other way, Yang Yuyao could only ask Ye Qianqian not to put out all the talismans he wanted to buy at once, and to prepare more talismans for her to defend herself. At the same time, Yang Yuyao focused on collecting information on this free market. If a certain sect came to manage the market, he would pay some money to see if they could help and take care of Ye Qianqian.

After all, she sent Buddha to the West, after all, everyone had been rescued, and she had agreed to go to Xuanzhen Sect with her, so she couldn't let anyone have an accident on the way. Besides, Ye Qianqian is equivalent to his default Xunlian tester, and rounded up to his own employees, so as a boss, it is natural for him to care about the safety of his employees.

"If there is a clone..." Yang Yuyao thought to himself, this is definitely a very useful ability. An extra clone means an extra manpower, and many things will be much simpler. This is definitely the most classic among all kinds of artistic creations. Having the ability can be said to be the standard equipment of a big shot. When he was a child, Yang Yuyao also imagined that he could blow out thousands of clones from monkey hair like Sun Dasheng, so that he could study more courses and play games at the same time! At present, Yang Yuyao does not have the ability to use clones, but he does not have too many regrets. He believes that if he works hard, he will still have a chance to master this skill. After all, when it comes to using clones, there must be more than just Sun Dasheng's method. Using some formation techniques to create a puppet clone similar to a robot is also a clone, isn't it?