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

Another round of night falls, and the rotation of day and night really seems to be in a blink of an eye. When you open your eyes and close your eyes, it is another day.

The City God's Temple needs to receive incense from the world, so it is naturally located in an outer city where there are many people. The reason why Yang Yuyao and He Qianqing chose to go at night was because the City God's Temple was no longer open to the public at this time and the temple celebrations had been closed, so they did not need to follow the normal worship procedures.

Of course, if Master Nanshan Immortal Master hadn't said that Yang Yuyao had a special destiny and others couldn't bear to worship him, they wouldn't have needed to be so sneaky. Originally, what they wanted to do was not something shameful, but under normal circumstances, since they wanted to trouble the City God to do something, they had to pay their respects and offer a stick of incense.

But it would be embarrassing if the statue of the City God cracked as a result of this worship. As a last resort, it is safer to go at night.

They arrived at the City God's Temple in Fenggao City at Haishi. Before entering, they made special instructions and cast spells to ensure that the temple guests here would sleep more soundly. Then they landed in front of the temple and walked into the place where the statue of the City God was placed. This City God's surname was Meng. He was only a county magistrate during his lifetime, but he saved the lives of tens of thousands of people in the Cangran Kingdom. Therefore, after his death, he was granted a title and became the City God to continue to protect the people of the Cangran Kingdom.

"Excuse me." Yang Yuyao said softly as he walked into the temple. This is indeed the City God's Temple with a lot of incense. Even at this hour, there is still a faint smell of incense in the air. "Several sharks have asked me to ask you to help bring a letter back to the fairy world. I am in a special situation and cannot come during the day, so I can only disturb you at night." After that, Yang Yuyao lit the incense candles on both sides of the statue and gave the incense burner Three sticks of incense were stuck on it. Then he took out the letter given by the sharks and baked it on the flame of the incense candle according to the instructions of the sharks. The words written on the shark kerchief with blood by the sharks quickly disappeared once burned by the fire, and soon the shark kerchief turned back into a plain white handkerchief.

Yang Yuyao suddenly didn't know what to do with the shark's gauze. The shark's gauze was inflammable when exposed to ordinary fire, so it couldn't be burned directly. If you throw it into the merit box, it will cause some trouble regardless of whether the temple owner recognizes it as crocodile yarn or not. So Yang Yuyao took the croaker back into the space ring, took out a few pieces of broken silver, and threw it into the merit box.

"Sorry, good night." After Yang Yuyao said that, he extinguished the incense candle and cast a spell to ensure that the unburned incense could be burned safely and would not cause a fire if it was left unattended. After doing this, Yang Yuyao walked out and met He Qianqing who was waiting outside the hall.

"Xiaoyao, are you done?" He Qianqing asked.

"Yeah." Yang Yuyao nodded.

"Then go back." He Qianqing said with a smile, but his eyes turned to the hall where the statue of the City God was placed. Then he withdrew his eyes and left with Yang Yuyao.

As soon as they left, the statue emitted a golden light, and then the golden light fell to the ground, converging into a golden figure nine points similar to the statue, and bowed in the direction where Yang Yuyao left. Then the figure stood with his hands behind his hands, turned around and looked at his statue.

"Why do you make this old man so tall and strong?" The figure murmured in a dumbfounded voice before turning into golden light again and disappearing into the statue.

After returning to the inn, Yang Yuyao fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow after taking a bath. He Qianqing, who originally wanted to chat with Yang Yuyao, could only smile helplessly when he saw this and held the young man into his arms. middle. The long and thick eyelashes of the sleeping boy trembled slightly, like a butterfly lingering here, and He Qianqing couldn't help but kiss it.

When the weather gets warmer, the nights are no longer quiet. Although there is no traffic in Fenggao City at night, as the capital of a country, you can still hear the subtle chirping of insects. However, it is not the peak stage of insect chirping yet, and these weak sounds seem so lonely and weak.

This weak sound was not enough to wake up Yang Yuyao now, but a strange feeling woke him up. He opened his eyes and suddenly found that his hands were reaching for He Qianqing's neck, about to touch it, and there seemed to be a strong intention in his body to strangle He Qianqing's throat, and then tighten it hard until he died. The breath was cut off in his hands...

"What am I doing?" Yang Yuyao was startled by this scene and broke into a cold sweat. He took his hands back with difficulty, but felt as if steel needles had been inserted into the joints all over his body. Just putting his hands back in the right position made him want to breathe. Yang Yuyao had to close his eyes and lay flat on the bed to adjust his disordered breathing, so he didn't notice He Qianqing opening his eyes when he noticed the movement on his side.

"Xiao Yao, are you feeling unwell?" He Qianqing stood up and asked. Seeing that Yang Yuyao's limbs were trembling, he concentrated his spiritual energy to relieve his discomfort, but not only did it have no effect, Yang Yuyao trembled even more seriously. . He Qianqing hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, and was about to use Xunlian to contact Gan Lin, and wanted to ask the head of the Xuanxing Sect if he knew what Yang Yuyao was doing, when Yang Yuyao stopped shaking.

"Xiao Yao, I'm sorry, are you still feeling unwell now?" He Qianqing felt extremely guilty because he suspected that his injection of spiritual power had aggravated Yang Yuyao's symptoms. He leaned over and asked, reaching out and carefully lifting Yang Yuyao's sweat-covered clothes. My hair was wet and stuck to my face, and I was heartbroken.

"It's not Master's fault..." Yang Yuyao breathed for a moment before speaking slowly. The reason why his body was shaking was that he was using his spiritual power to pull out the invisible "steel needles" that had penetrated his joints. He was like a puppet with self-awareness, struggling to tear off the strings. Roots were implanted into his body that could control his body. But he couldn't tell He Qianqing the truth. He wanted to speak, but couldn't.

When the mist caused by the pain dissipated in his eyes, the expression in Yang Yuyao's passionate eyes became firm, even though it was only once, it was enough to make him make up his mind.

"Master, let's separate." Yang Yuyao said. His voice lacked strength due to his own weakness and seemed weak. However, to He Qianqing's ears, it was like thunder, exploding in his ears. He couldn't understand that what Yang Yuyao said about separation also meant breaking up. The mere meaning of separation was enough for him to find it difficult to accept. His hands, which were wiping the cold sweat from Yang Yuyao, suddenly froze, and his pupils dilated incredibly, and then a mixture of confusion, grief, anger, pain, and other emotions appeared on his handsome face.

"Why, is there something I did wrong as a teacher that disgusted you? Why do you suddenly make such a request, Xiaoyao?" He Qianqing's voice trembled and he clenched his fist, but the fist finally fell on the quilt beside him.

"No, Master is very good, you are really good. Master, you deserve a better person. Anyone who is loved by Master will be very happy... It is my own problem, I don't deserve this... ..." Yang Yuyao's voice became smaller and smaller. He avoided He Qianqing's gaze and tried to get up and leave, but He Qianqing grabbed his wrist. Although he didn't use any force, it was difficult to break free. He Qianqing didn't want him to go, but he still didn't want to hurt him.

But in this case, Yang Yuyao couldn't leave easily, but he felt that he had to leave. He didn't know why the system and the main god had to let He Qianqing die, but since they tried to control his body and tried to kill He Qianqing, even if This is only the first time, but Yang Yuyao will not gamble on the possibility of another time. Staying away from He Qianqing is obviously the best choice at the moment. Even if they wanted to control his body again to murder He Qianqing, the distance would at least give Yang Yuyao a chance to confront them on the way and stop them again.

"Master, I'm sorry..." Yang Yuyao gritted his back teeth and his heart skipped a beat. The attack magic weapon that was still in the semi-finished stage for Yang Yuyao appeared around him, floating around him, just like him. satellite.

"Xiao Yao..." Even He Qianqing saw these magical instruments being activated for the first time. The shape of the magical instruments made of transparent crystals was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, and it did not There was only one, but a total of nine, each the size of a palm. They surrounded the beautiful young man. The scene looked very beautiful.

But He Qianqing knew that this was not a harmless decoration, and the magical artifacts made by his disciple should never be underestimated. He still didn't understand what he had done wrong to make Yang Yuyao suddenly decide to attack him. He loosened his right hand and the sword came into his hand. However, when those star-like magic weapons lit up, He Qianqing chose to give up the resistance. .

A strange numbness invaded He Qianqing's whole body. He felt that time had stagnated on him. He could not move, could not feel pain, but lost consciousness. Yang Yuyao stepped forward, caught He Qianqing who fell down due to unconsciousness, and put him on the bed. He did not use any damaging attacks, but only enabled the control effect of the magic weapon to superimpose. Fortunately, it did have an effect.

He Qianqing's unsheathed sword fell to the ground with a dull sound. Tu Shan, who was startled by the sound, rushed out of her small room, only to see Yang Yuyao leaning over and looking at He Qianqing with red eyes. He took out a Ningxin Pill that can make people fall asleep for a long time and gave it to He Qianqing to ensure that he would not wake up so quickly.

"Master, I'm sorry, I..." Yang Yuyao choked up in the middle of his words. A drop of water fell on He Qianqing's face and slid down his cheek, as if He Qianqing was crying, but this tear did not come from He Qianqing. "...Did I actually cry?" Yang Yuyao wiped away the tears on his face and looked at the water stains on his hands, which was incredible.

"Master...you, what's wrong with you?" The scene in front of her made Tushan at a loss. Her fox brain made her wonder what to do at this moment. She didn't understand why the two people who were so inseparable not long ago and always wanted to stay together suddenly became like this.

"Tushan... I have to leave. Maybe Red Comet will have a lot of trouble to take care of later." Yang Yuyao turned his head to look at the three-tailed fox squatting on the floor, and forced a smile. However, the tears in his eyes seemed to have burst and they could not be stopped.

Yang Yuyao took out a space ring, erased the restriction on recognizing the owner and threw it to Tu Shan. He picked up He Qianqing's sword and placed it next to him. He hastily put on his coat and was about to leave, but he was worried that if He Qianqing was left like this, he would be in danger before he woke up and would not be able to deal with it. He moved his feet towards the window and took them back until he set up a formation that could ensure safety. The talisman, Yang Yuyao, who was deeply afraid that He Qianqing would wake up the next second and be unable to walk, hurriedly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the night.

"Master...Master..." Tu Shan reflexively caught the space ring thrown by Yang Yuyao. The moment he touched the ring, Tu Shan was also frozen by Yang Yuyao until Yang Yuyao left the room. Only then was he able to move again. Tu Shan glanced at the contents of the ring. The astonishing amount of spiritual stones made Tu Shan gasp. Perhaps because he was worried that He Qianqing would no longer care about Tushan and Red Comet after he left, Yang Yuyao gave this task to Tushan.

However, poor Tushan was still kept in the dark. She still didn't understand what caused the two to part ways, and even made Yang Yuyao decide to abandon her.

Yang Yuyao's thoughts were confused when he came out of the inn. He just wanted to get as far away from He Qianqing as possible. He didn't even know where he was flying to. When he flew with his head covered for a day and a night, the tears on his face had long dried, and he randomly selected a forest to land, Yang Yuyao didn't even know where he was at this moment. He only knew that his current clothing was not suitable for going out. He escaped in such a hurry, still wearing underwear under his outer robe, and even without shoes.

Fortunately, he also stored a large amount of clothes and shoes in his space ring. However, when Yang Yuyao injected his spiritual consciousness into the space ring selection, he saw that most of the clothes came from He Qianqing's gift, and his mood became depressed again. He didn't know what He Qianqing would think of him after this, but he probably wouldn't like him that much anymore. After all, he suddenly and inexplicably wanted to separate from him, and even attacked and knocked him unconscious.

"Even if this happens, this is my best choice at the moment..." Yang Yuyao clenched his fists and said to himself, then quickly picked out a set of clothes and changed into them. However, he was once again stumped by how to comb his hair. He Qianqing had been helping with combing his hair these days. Yang Yuyao had never practiced it by himself, and he had not even started to make a magic weapon that could help comb his hair as he had thought of before.

So Yang Yuyao could only use the self-made rubber ring with ice-penetrating elastic vines again, tied himself into a low ponytail and then tied it with a hair tie. Yang Yuyao, who felt pretty good about herself, decided to tie her hair like that from now on.

But what should he do next? His original plan was completely disrupted. His Xunlian was already too deeply bound to He Qianqing and many people. If he continued to update Xunlian, he didn't know if it would attract He Qianqing's attention again as long as it was announced.

What troubled him even more was the system in his body. That thing and its boss might not give up so easily, but Yang Yuyao had already used all the countermeasures he could think of. Now he couldn't think of any better way besides staying away from He Qianqing. For a while, Yang Yuyao was a little confused about the future.

There were sounds of people running around the forest, but Yang Yuyao didn't pay much attention. Judging from the state of the forest, there should be people moving around here from time to time, and they might even enter the forest. However, just as he was about to leave, a voice that contained surprise that he had heard before stopped him.

"Master Immortal? It is indeed Master Immortal!" The handsome young man with a high ponytail ran up to Yang Yuyao and showed a bright smile to Yang Yuyao, "Master Immortal, are you still here?" Remember me, I am Li Fengzhi! I finally found you again!"

"Hey, have you really found someone for this little guy? Let me see who the immortal master you are talking about is." Following Li Fengzhi was a barefoot female cultivator who covered her face with green gauze. When she saw Yang Yuyao, she made a surprised move and covered her mouth, which was already covered by gauze. "Oh my god, she is indeed a peerless beauty, huh? With this face... Could it be that you, young man, are Yang Yuyao, the disciple of Immortal Lord Qianqing, the most beautiful person in the world of immortality?!"