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

"Xiao Yao, what's wrong?" He Qianqing asked with a smile when Yang Yuyao looked away from the light screen and turned to himself.

"I suddenly want to know how I studied when I was in Qingfeng Sect." Yang Yuyao replied, finding that these immortal cultivator sects differed in whether they prepared these basic learning materials for their disciples.

"The Qingfeng Sect will print and distribute books on the Heart Technique, Basic Techniques and Qingfeng Sword Techniques to new disciples. Each person is limited to one copy, and they will not be replaced if lost or damaged." He Qianqing replied, "If you want to learn For other or further steps, you need to apply to the elders and go to the library to read relevant books. Of course, these are just the methods that other disciples have learned. Xiaoyao, what you said is that after you reach the age of being able to practice, I will come for you. These books. I wanted to teach you slowly, but at that time, Xiaoyao, you said you wanted to read through them and preview them, so I gave the books to you...and then Xiaoyao actually learned them."

He Qianqing's expression dropped visibly, leaving Yang Yuyao at a loss as he had never expected He Qianqing's reaction.

"Xiao Yao, why are you so smart?" He Qianqing stroked Yang Yuyao's cheek, joy and uneasiness intertwined. He frowned, but there was a smile on his lips.

"...Maybe it's because the ancestors were in the dark?" Yang Yuyao hesitated for a while and replied. He actually knew that He Qianqing didn't ask him to answer this question, but it seemed strange that he didn't answer at all. A random reason was given. He wanted to say inheritance, but he didn't know what the parents of this body were. If he was talking about the body in his original world, he could say that. So just say it further. "But if I hadn't met Master, I wouldn't have had the chance to learn this."

Yang Yuyao's last sentence made He Qianqing slightly stunned. The scene when he saw the child for the first time appeared in his mind again. The little guy was almost completely stained red with blood, thinking about protecting his mother and younger brother. But he didn't think of asking for help for himself immediately. He Qianqing hugged his boy involuntarily, glad that he had picked up the child in the first place, otherwise this might become his long-lasting regret.

"Xiao Yao..." He Qianqing hesitated whether to tell Yang Yuyao that his mother and brother were still alive, but He Qianqing was not sure. He Qianqing later heard that they were dead during the monster turmoil in Xia Capital. A lot of people. Judging from the few words Yang Yuyao answered at that time, his mother and younger brother were already behind bars and were being protected by a man Yang Yuyao called Uncle Zhou.

As for whether the people Duan Yaoran met who were suspected of inquiring about Yang Yuyao were sent by Yang Yuyao's family, it is not yet certain. What if they were opponents who didn't want their family to live well? In the gap between He Qianqing's hesitation, Yang Yuyao spoke again.

"By the way, Master, I want to convert some story books into virtual books so that monks who use Xunlian can read them. But I don't know any good story books. Master, can you recommend some?" Yang Yuyao said decisively. He changed the subject.

"Are there any good story books? Speaking of which, I don't have any story books here. Why don't you go to a mortal's bookstore and have a look?" He Qianqing thought for a while and said, "Although they are nothing more than talents and beauties, heroes and heroes, and stories about gods and ghosts, the words of mortals Ben always has more.”

"Okay." Yang Yuyao agreed decisively. In his opinion, the virtual books that can be read for free in Xunlian are naturally better than those written by ordinary people. After those monks read it and stimulated their desire to create, there might be more free words that they could read. In addition, he also wanted to have a good meal to celebrate that he had negotiated a big deal.

Although going out requires facing scrutiny from strangers, communicating with others, and even close contact, Yang Yuyao still works hard to adapt to this. Even though the first thought that came to his mind was still to escape. Of course, in this world, if you don't want to change your appearance with magic weapons and some special spells, you can also choose tools such as curtains and masks to hide your face.

But compared to the masks that people in Yang Yuyao's original world wore to prevent dust and infection, which could cover their faces, this tool was somewhat of a cover-up when there weren't many users. After all, if you are just passing by, others may not pay attention to the specific appearance of the person who just passed by you, but if others do not hide their appearance, a person wearing a mask or hood will appear to stand out from the crowd. , causing others to pay attention and speculate on the reason why this person did what he did.

The city they were in now was called Fubo City, a small border town in the Min Kingdom. After passing this city, they were not far from the Fanxi Kingdom. Although Fubo City is small, it is an important trading channel between the Fanxi Kingdom and the Min Kingdom. Even the specialties of the Fanxi Kingdom must be transported to the Weiwu Kingdom and even other countries in the east. This makes this small border town particularly prosperous. Vendors from all over the world gather here to exchange their products.

Perhaps due to its geographical location or the abundance of commodities, Fubo City has the largest number of monks active in it compared to other places in the country. But compared to other countries, it is still very few, as if the monks just don't like the country Minguo very much. After staying in Minguo for a few days, Yang Yuyao couldn't figure out why.

Although Minguo is a small country that is vassal to Wei Wuguo, apart from its weak national power, this country is not much different from other countries, and there is no such thing as a lack of spiritual energy that makes it difficult to practice. Yang Yuyao thought about it and guessed that there might be historical reasons, and decided to check if there were any books introducing the history of this country when he went to the bookstore. Even if such commercially available historical books are not necessarily authentic, it should still be possible to understand something about it.

"Xiao Yao, I need to buy some incense for my master." He Qianqing's eyes fell on the incense shop nearby and he communicated with Yang Yuyao.

"Well, I'll go too." Yang Yuyao immediately understood He Qianqing's intention. After all, tomorrow is the Qingming Festival.

This incense shop is not big, but there are many types of incense. In addition to the incense used for worship, there are also various incense used in daily life. In order to display so many incense, the small shop has a wall around the wall. In addition to the circle display stand, a center island display stand was also built, which makes the walking channel narrower. But even so, there were quite a few customers in the shop.

When Yang Yuyao followed He Qianqing into the fragrant medicine shop, in addition to the shopkeeper, there were four customers in the shop who were also selecting the products they needed. The person who came here alone was a woman who looked like a maid, but looking at her age and clothing, He Qianqing told Yang Yuyao that this woman should be at the level of a steward. The incense she selected came very quickly, and there was a written note in her hand that probably recorded the preferences of the masters she served.

The other three seemed to be young ladies who had met on a trip. They must have entered the perfume shop for the first time and made their own choices, so they smelled each scent and discussed in a low voice with their mouths covered, unable to make up their minds for a long time.

"Master, how do you choose an incense like this?" Yang Yuyao asked in a low voice. He couldn't help but wonder when he saw He Qianqing carefully observing the adhesion of the fragrant powder of the incense sticks and sniffing them. Open your mouth.

"You don't need to know this kind of Xiaoyao, you won't have any use." He Qianqing responded, "Your master said before that Xiaoyao, you are not suitable to offer incense to worship anyone or gods."

"?" He Qianqing's words surprised Yang Yuyao. He knew that most monks did not worship gods, but that was also a matter of faith, but why was he so special that he couldn't even burn incense? His master, Nanshan Immortal Master, seemed to know himself better than he did, but he did not clearly tell He Qianqing, his master, these secrets.

Well, it doesn't matter if you don't offer incense. Yang Yuyao doesn't have any obsession with it. He just feels that if he wants to worship his master, he should participate. If it's not suitable, then he won't do it. After all, if you really want to burn incense, you need to learn a specific process. In this world, burning incense needs to be very solemn and has a very complete and rigorous process.

Although He Qianqing selected carefully, he also selected quickly. After the shopkeeper had just sent away the woman who was supposed to be purchasing for a certain big family, he was still discussing the selection in a low voice. The three ladies, who were undecided, walked straight towards them. At this time, He Qianqing had already selected the Li Xiang he wanted to buy.

"Have you made your selections, gentlemen?" the shopkeeper asked as he stepped forward with a smile on his face. At this moment, a new customer came to the shop.

The new guests were also two men. The older one was well-dressed, and the younger one looked like he was still young. Yang Yuyao glanced at the person casually and thought he was not a threat and looked away. The shopkeeper also had an eye on all directions and an ear on all directions. When the two men came in, she said hello without even raising her eyes, just like when Yang Yuyao and others came in.

It was probably the same when the three ladies came in, but the shopkeeper judged based on her experience that it would take a long time for them to select, so she chose to come first to entertain Yang Yuyao, who seemed to be closing the deal faster. The shopkeeper might even be a little short-sighted. She didn't recognize the identity of their monks until she was almost in front of them.

"It turns out that there are two such handsome immortal masters. The two coming here really make the shop of the common girl shine!" The shopkeeper opened his eyes wide instantly and exclaimed. Seeing the look in her eyes, Yang Yuyao was sure that the shopkeeper was definitely short-sighted. His reaction was exactly the same as that of his former colleagues who couldn't tell the difference between men and women when they lost their glasses.

Although Fubo City is a place with more monks than other places in Minguo, it is obviously very strange for the residents here to see monks. As soon as the shopkeeper made this voice, the three people kept whispering. After discussing for a long time, the young lady stopped continuing the discussion and quietly turned their heads to look at Yang Yuyao and the others in their own way. Not only them, but the two men who had just come in also turned their heads, their eyes showing curiosity and awe.

Yang Yuyao noticed that the young man who was about the same age as him had a beautiful face and was dressed in gorgeous but weird clothes. The man next to him was well-dressed and didn't look out of the ordinary. As for the girls, they are also beautiful in their own way.

Probably because of He Qianqing's bigger goal, these people's eyes first fell on He Qianqing, and then moved to Yang Yuyao. Then their eyes seemed to have a black hole in Yang Yuyao, and they couldn't move away. . At first, Yang Yuyao could pretend to ignore it, but as time went on, the discomfort became stronger.

"You don't have to be so polite. We need to take a look at other incense later. Shopkeeper, please greet the other customers first." He Qianqing said to the shopkeeper, while Yang Yuyao began to pretend to be interested in the sachets placed on the Zhongdao display cabinet. He became very interested, looked at it carefully, and then turned around lightly and moved to the other side of He Qianqing, using He Qianqing's body to separate those eyes that could not be taken back.

"Huh, you really have to take your time." Yang Yuyao held his chest, where his heart was beating wildly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Yao, do you want to pick some incense?" He Qianqing adjusted his position slightly and asked in a low voice. After hearing what He Qianqing said, the shopkeeper didn't insist on staying here, and instead went to greet the two men who came in last. As she passed the three ladies, she pointed at her products and whispered something, probably introducing something. Then he hurriedly walked towards the two men.

"I think the one I'm using now is very good." Yang Yuyao replied. He knew that people in this world have a special obsession with fragrance, but he could basically only smell the general difference in taste but couldn't remember the name. He knew that the clothes he wore today were scented with different incense than the clothes he wore yesterday, but he really couldn't figure out the specific names. He Qianqing smiled, then picked up a small wooden box and brought it to Yang Yuyao.

"Smell this and see if you like it?" He Qianqing asked. Yang Yuyao didn't put his nose directly to smell it, but fanned it with his hand, blowing a small amount of the smell towards himself. In fact, unlit incense like this sometimes tastes different from when it is lit, and after it is lit, it even has the difference between the front, middle and back notes like perfume. But for an unfamiliar incense, smelling it like this is a natural way to judge. Do you like the simplest method?

"Well, it seems to be somewhat close to the scent of the incense I used before. It's similar to citrus, but lighter and more elegant, and smells better than citrus. I quite like it." Yang Yuyao took a sniff and replied. .

"Xiao Yao, are you talking about the incense I used when I gave you the white suit with a mink velvet collar?" He Qianqing asked. Yang Yuyao recalled and confirmed, and nodded. "The materials used in this incense are similar to that one. They both use desert frankincense as the main ingredient."

"Why do I seem to remember that this is a very expensive spice?" Yang Yuyao, who had never paid special attention to the incense given to him by He Qianqing, thought to himself in shame. Yang Yuyao always used the incense given by He Qianqing for whatever he wanted. After all, he liked the smell. He also knew that the things He Qianqing would give him were usually not bargains, but Yang Yuyao was still shocked when he knew the true value.

"Then I want this one." He Qianqing chose the incense with desert frankincense as the main ingredient without hesitation. "Xiao Yao, do you have any other favorite scents?"

"Ocean smell." Yang Yuyao thought about the smell of the shower gel he used in his original world, and then replied.

"What kind of smell is the smell of the ocean?" He Qianqing asked doubtfully. The ocean in his impression had a salty smell, which was not pleasant, especially after Yang Yuyao was kidnapped by the dragon man and dived into the sea. , He Qianqing's impression of Hai further deteriorated.

"Well, it's not the same as the real ocean smell. It just feels very refreshing and refreshing." Yang Yuyao tried to describe it with some embarrassment. As soon as he said the answer, He Qianqing's expression darkened slightly and he realized that the mention of the ocean had touched He Qianqing's memory of Ningcheng's ice sea, so he quickly offered reassurance. Although he was the one who was abducted, Yang Yuyao had no aversion to the ocean. Unless someone forcibly touched his skin, the suffocating feeling of being unable to move would emerge again.

"Refreshing and fresh smell?" He Qianqing quickly adjusted his mood and chose Yang Yuyao again.

"Everything will be as you like, sir." It wasn't until the voice of a timid young man came softly that Yang Yuyao noticed the two men turning to their side. This shop is so small, so it's quite normal to turn around. After all, more unisex and men use incense here.

"Hello, Immortal Masters!" When the beautiful young man noticed that he was about to collide with Yang Yuyao and the others, he quickly lowered his head and saluted.

"Hello." Yang Yuyao responded immediately. After responding, he realized that something was wrong. The status of the two men was not equal, and the salute that the young man gave was that of a slave. He shouldn't compare them. The face of the man whom the young man called "Master" changed slightly, but he soon returned to normal. He also said hello and stared at Yang Yuyao infatuatedly. Even the young man secretly raised his eyes and stared at him intently.

Yang Yuyao reluctantly responded, just as He Qianqing had finished picking out the things he wanted to buy, Yang Yuyao quickly vacated the store and waited. However, even if Yang Yuyao walked out of the store, the eyes of those people still followed him out.

"It's not a big deal, I'm just staring. They can't do anything to me. I can overcome it." Yang Yuyao comforted himself in his heart.

"Xiao Yao, let's go." After a while, He Qianqing came out after paying and took Yang Yuyao to the next store.

"Xiao Yao, are you feeling better after staying outside for a while?" He Qianqing asked via voice message, and Yang Yuyao blushed slightly when his thoughts were revealed.

"Better." Yang Yuyao responded honestly.

"No matter Xiaoyao, you want to choose to face it or avoid it, I will be your support as a teacher." He Qianqing continued to transmit. Yang Yuyao immediately understood that He Qianqing did not just finish selecting the goods in the shop, but had been waiting for him for a long time. After paying attention to him and noticing that he wanted to escape, he specifically provided him with such an excuse.

"Master, choose a gift." Yang Yuyao suddenly pulled He Qianqing's sleeve and led him to a shop selling various high-end headwear. He Qianqing was stunned for a moment and noticed the blush on the young man's beautiful face. . With a smile on his lips, he let Yang Yuyao pull him into the shop.