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

"Those sharks have tails of different colors?" He Qianqing lowered his head, kissed the end of Yang Yuyao's crimson eyes, and then asked. Yang Yuyao's figure can be easily held in his arms. As long as He Qianqing closes his arms, he can completely confine his boy in his arms, making escape impossible.

"Well, the shapes of the tail fins are also different, and some have ear fins, some don't, and some have fins on their arms. They look like different species. I don't know if it's because they came from different sea areas before they ascended." Yang Yuyao He picked up a shark bead and explained the differences he noticed in more detail, but he did not notice He Qianqing's possessiveness behind him that was so strong that it was almost substantial, as if it was about to engulf him.

"There are no such obvious differences among the existing sharks. Although there are sharks distributed in other sea areas, they all migrated from the South China Sea for various reasons. It is estimated that there were more sharks in this world ten thousand years ago. But now There are not many sharks left in this world of immortality." After hearing Yang Yuyao's description, He Qianqing revealed the current situation of this mortal shark.

Although there are many books about cultivating immortals and introducing various fantasy creatures in this world, due to the lack of specialized institutions to revise and update the books that have been written, and the extremely difficulty in confirming them, a lot of information is always seriously out of date. Therefore, in fact, rather than disseminating knowledge through books, monks still prefer oral transmission of knowledge.

"Speaking of which, Senior Jian Qingming, the leader of Xingchen Sect, once called on the monks in Xunlian to re-compile the catalog. I wonder how the preparations for this work are now." Yang Yuyao suddenly remembered that he had decided to send the printer pen in advance. It was launched as a product for sale precisely because Master Jian wondered whether the pictures in Xunlian could be turned into real objects.

When Jian Qingming proposed this suggestion, it was probably because everyone was focusing on other aspects and did not pay much attention to his appeal. However, he later posted a post specifically to solicit monks who were interested in participating in revisions in this area, and the post was quite popular.

"I don't know, let's wait and see. It's not easy to achieve such a thing. Many spiritual plants and spirit beasts only live in specific secret realms. Even when the secret realm is opened, you may not be able to meet it if you go in." He Qianqing said lightly. This sentence is enough to show how arduous this work is. Even if a monk has a long lifespan, and the lifespan of a high-level person is hundreds or even thousands of times longer than that of an ordinary person, even so, it is still possible to exhaust his life and fail to complete this work.

However, this is the case with scientific research. Decades of hard work are not worth the occasional sudden inspiration. However, once the ideas have been formed, they will be limited by the times, funding, and other technologies that are not developed enough, resulting in the lack of suitable research tools. . However, even if there are so many obstacles, there is no other way but to find ways to overcome them. If you retreat, you will accomplish nothing.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoyao, who do you want to give the shark beads to when you divide them into so many portions?" He Qianqing asked curiously, looking at the brocade bags in front of Yang Yuyao and the shark beads scattered on a large flat plate. "Don't you keep some for yourself?"

"These are for Ziqi, Qianqian, Jiang Hong, Afu, Amo and Huaiyu. They are just a small bag each. Of course I also left a lot of shark beads for myself." Yang Yuyao replied, putting a A shark bead was thrown into the brocade bag placed in the middle.

Although the shark beads are made from the tears of the sharks, there are still differences in size. Yang Yuyao tried his best to ensure that the number of shark beads in each bag was basically the same and unbiased. But even such a small bag is already priceless. If other people see Yang Yuyao gifting shark beads like this, they will definitely be shocked and think Yang Yuyao is crazy.

After all, shark beads can be regarded as a hard currency in this world, and can be used as a currency for transactions like spiritual stones and gold and silver. There was a legend that a righteous man bought a city with ten shark beads to save the people. Although the legend is somewhat exaggerated, the true value of the shark beads is evident.

Even if you keep the Shark Pearl and don't use it for trading, this magical orb can be licked with your tongue when you are injured, and it will have excellent hemostatic and healing effects by gently applying it to the wound. If there is strange poison in the body, shark beads can also be held under the tongue to detoxify. The detoxification effect of shark beads is effective against most poisons. Yang Yuyao naturally thought that such a treasure was worth sharing with his friends.

Yang Yuyao was willing to give, but he couldn't keep anything from himself and give it all to others. Due to his upbringing, Yang Yuyao felt that having no money was a terrible thing. He felt that he was indeed a loser. It could even be said that he could live so long and grow so big only because of money. Money determines everything. Taking his life.

When he was young, he saw too many people who were forced to give up treatment because of lack of money. Some of them were forced to endure the pain and be discharged from the hospital, and some were simply abandoned by their families in the hospital and eventually died on the bed. Yang Yuyao thought more than once about what would happen if one day his grandfather was overwhelmed and he had to give up treatment. He even thought that since the investment was endless, he might as well stop the loss in time and end everything so that his grandfather would be much more relaxed. Such experiences and thoughts plagued him until he began to be able to make money for himself.

But this understanding of money has such a profound impact on Yang Yuyao that he cannot do anything to obtain ill-gotten gains, but he can't help but make sure he has enough money and can use the amount in the payment software at any time. You need to have at least six figures and several hundred cash ready. Now in the world of immortality, the space ring is naturally valuable. The more things that can be directly traded, the more at ease he feels. He was even inspired by Huaiyu and specially prepared some storage bags to hold some gold and silver spiritual stones and commonly used elixirs in order to cope with the worst situation.

"By the way, Master, do you know what happened to sister Lan Zirong?" Yang Yuyao, who finally divided the shark beads, tied each brocade bag carefully, and then put all the remaining shark beads together. He put it into a storage bag and handed it to He Qianqing in the palm of his hand. "Master, please give this part to Senior Mu Yuan and the others when the time comes. I won't break it down."

"Okay." He Qianqing did not shirk. He took it and put it into his space ring, and then asked, "Xiao Yao, why did you suddenly mention Lan Zirong? He also went to that secret place in the sea?"

"Well, I met him there. He introduced himself as a casual cultivator and has left Qingfeng Sect." Yang Yuyao nodded and replied.

"Lan Zirong also left the Qingfeng Sect? They actually let him leave?!" He Qianqing looked surprised, and then turned to anger. "Zhang Xianzhi, Zhang Xianzhi! Even now, you are still so ignorant of repentance and current affairs! Do you really want to destroy Qingfeng Sect's ten thousand years of foundation?" If he were still in Qingfeng Sect, He Qianqing would definitely rush to Qingfeng Sect. The current sect leader Zhang Xianzhi was scolded.

An outstanding monk like Lan Zirong won the ranking in last year's sect disciple competition. A disciple with a certain reputation should have tried hard to retain him when Qingfeng Sect encountered such a situation in order to gather high-quality disciples. Confidence and loyalty to the sect. As a result, they actually let people leave? !

He Qianqing couldn't understand. As the saying goes, a tiger's father has no dogs, but compared with his father, Zhang Xianzhi was not even a "dog". When the former head of the Qingfeng Sect, Zhang Suizhi, passed away, he only asked He Qianqing to help his son a little, but he didn't say that he wanted to find a nanny? Besides, Zhang Xianzhi was already such a big man when he became the leader of the sect. How could a two-hundred-year-old man still be so confused?

An angry He Qianqing hugged his arms tightly and pressed Yang Yuyao's back into his arms, then buried his face in the young man's neck and took a deep breath to dispel the irritating anger.

"Master?" Yang Yuyao turned his head and looked at He Qianqing with some concern.

"Huh, I'm fine as a teacher. I'm just a little angry with the master of Qingfeng Sect." He Qianqing kissed Yang Yuyao's forehead again, "Xiao Yao, why do you pay attention to Lan Zirong's sister?"

"He talked to me about his past experiences and mentioned his sister. Although it didn't feel like he mentioned it intentionally, his eyes would always darken when he mentioned it. It seemed to be a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie." Yang Yu Yao explained.

"Lan Zirong was born into a poor family within the jurisdiction of the Qingfeng Sect. He has a sister who is two years younger than himself." He Qianqing sorted out his words, and then said slowly, "The traditions of the Qingfeng Sect, after dealing with them, After the entrustment, the spiritual roots will be tested by local young people of appropriate age. If the spiritual roots can be measured, they will be recorded. On the eve of the sect's recruitment meeting, these young people who have the qualifications to practice and are willing to practice in Qingfeng Sect will be sent He was brought back to the Qingfeng Sect. And Lan Zirong happens to be one of the lucky ones with spiritual roots."

"However, two years after Lan Zirong joined the Qingfeng Sect, when he went home to visit relatives, he learned that his sister was robbed by gangsters in the village and humiliated to death. After learning that the brother of the girl he played to death was actually a monk, The ruffian compensated the Lan family with a few taels of silver, and was forgiven by Lan Zirong's parents."

"A few taels of silver..." Yang Yuyao recalled the price he paid for the Red Comet. A person and a young life were brutally killed, but her value in the eyes of the perpetrator and her parents was not even worth an ordinary horse. . What's even more sad is that, according to what He Qianqing said, these few taels of silver were not paid by the gangster on his own initiative, but by the gangster who realized that he had got into trouble and paid it out of fear of losing his life. And such a small amount of money , can satisfy the parents of a pair of lost biological children and decide to settle the matter.

"Yes, the worst slaves you can buy in the human market are more than this price." He Qianqing touched Yang Yuyao's head and said, "Lan Zirong was naturally unwilling to give in, and he was always depressed when he returned to the sect. Then. At that time, I took advantage of the rights of the elders to give him the opportunity to leave the sect again, and asked him to settle his grudges and come back. So he went back to kill the gangster, found his sister's bones from the backyard of the gangster's house, and dug his own grave Buried and completely cut off contact with my parents.”

"He won't think that Master, you helped him and gave him a chance to take revenge, right?" Yang Yuyao thought of Lan Zirong's words and excessive praise, and guessed suspiciously .

"But the reason why I help him is indeed because you asked me, Xiaoyao." He Qianqing laughed out loud, recalling that the pink and cute little guy gently tugged on his sleeves and cautiously asked The scene when he asked how he should comfort and help his junior brother who was more than ten years older than him, and looking at those big watery eyes, it was impossible to refuse.

Of course, these eyes are still beautiful now, even more alluring. He Qianqing leaned forward, held Yang Yuyao's shoulders to turn him to face him, and then kissed the young man's lips. He Qianqing didn't let go until his lips were brightly red and slightly swollen. "Xiao Yao, let's do it again."

"Kissing?" Yang Yuyao asked uncertainly after adjusting his breathing.

"Of course it's not just kissing." He Qianqing stood up and completely brought them face to face. He held the young man's beautiful face with his hands and asked Yang Yuyao to look up at him. Under the background of his hands, this face looks particularly delicate and small.

"Didn't I just..." Yang Yuyao's face began to turn red little by little after understanding what He Qianqing meant.

"So, is it okay?" He Qianqing asked again, with a pair of usually sharp eyes filled with deep affection that could kill someone.

"Well..." Yang Yuyao nodded gently and promised.

The skirt of his clothes fell down, revealing the young man's slightly thin shoulders, and his well-placed collarbone, which made people want to nibble on it. But He Qianqing chose to place a kiss on the mark he had left first, and then saw that the young man's ears became even redder.

"Xiao Yao."

"Ok?"

"You can already be promoted to the Mahayana stage, right? When do you plan to be promoted?" He Qianqing put his arms around the young man's thin waist, making his back tilt back slightly involuntarily, as if he was actively showing off himself. But this half-suspended posture only lasted for a moment. Yang Yuyao stretched out his arms and hugged He Qianqing, covering He Qianqing's gaze on him.

"I don't want to be promoted so soon yet," Yang Yuyao's eyes darkened when he remembered that one of the tasks in the time-travel system was to be promoted to the Mahayana stage. He didn't know whether completing this task was a condition for starting the subsequent tasks. Although it was parasitic on him The mission module of the time travel system on his body was still broken, but he was still worried and wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't tell the truth. Then he replied, "I want to talk about it after some time."

"Okay, you decide based on your own situation." He Qianqing, who didn't notice Yang Yuyao's sudden mood swings because of his deliberate concealment, chose to respect his choice.

In He Qianqing's view, now that Bai Lingxue is dead, the ghost clan has suffered heavy losses, and the man from the dragon clan who coveted Yang Yuyao has been defeated and fled by him and the demon emperor Huang Yan, Yang Yuyao can just relax for the time being and don't rush. Advance to improve your strength. Although there are demons who secretly sneak into the world of immortality to do evil, but compared to those demons, they will not deliberately target his beloved disciples.

"Well..." As the saying goes, sleeping in spring always seems to be particularly comfortable. Although Yang Yuyao is still sleepy in other seasons, when he opened his eyes, his intuition made him feel that he had slept for a long time. .

"Are you awake?" He Qianqing's mellow voice sounded from his ears, and Yang Yuyao realized that he was sleeping in He Qianqing's arms, and he woke up instantly, sobering up a lot. Damn it, he didn’t know that he would be so accepting or even indulge in this matter. He obviously said that he would do it again at first, but it turned into several times...

The change in Yang Yuyao's expression was completely seen by He Qianqing. The cute look from confusion to shock to blushing made He Qianqing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. I want to have a good kiss again. So when Yang Yuyao took out the pillow under the back of his head and tried to cover his face to hide it, He Qianqing turned over, stretched out his hand to push the pillow away, and then kissed his boy.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" He Qianqing asked with a smile. Yang Yuyao shook his head and sat up.

"Is it dark?" Yang Yuyao looked at the dim room and then at the darkened sky outside the window. It seemed that he had not slept for a long time, but his intuition made him choose to open Xunlian to check the time. Sure enough, a day and a night had passed. .

"Xiao Yao, are you watching Xunlian?" He Qianqing suddenly asked, and Yang Yuyao nodded, "Then you can go to the public screen and have a look. They are discussing some interesting things now."

"Okay." Yang Yuyao, who didn't know why He Qianqing didn't directly explain what the monks were discussing, responded and opened the public chat interface.