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

The straight-line distance is ninety miles. In today's time, even if you stay up all night, you can't cover it. But even if they had plenty of time today and they set out early in the morning, since the journey of a pure newcomer to Shuangsheng was still the same as that of ordinary people, it would be impossible for them to finish the journey. But rules are dead and people are alive. If we can’t finish walking today, we just need to continue walking in the same direction tomorrow. Rushing has never been the primary purpose for them, and rolling dice is just to provide them with a direction to move forward without an obvious purpose.

So they adjusted the distance they really needed to walk today and set aside time for practice, making the time allocation more reasonable.

"Yu Yao, can you help me see if Shuangjiang did anything right when she introduced the Qi into her body?"

Today is the third day that You Shuangjiang tried to introduce Qi into his body, but You Shuangjiang still failed. This made her somewhat depressed and self-doubtful. Although Zhu Molan tried to comfort her by saying that everyone's time to successfully introduce Qi into the body was different, and that anyone who could successfully introduce Qi into the body within a week was very powerful, the effect was not good. Helplessly, Zhu Molan had to choose to ask Yang Yuyao for help.

After all, all the essentials that need to be taught have been taught, but what you think about language and what others understand may not be the same thing. Even if You Shuangjiang thinks that she is trying exactly according to the method taught by her master, there is no guarantee that she will do it. is right. But not to mention Zhu Molan, most masters in the world of immortality cannot be 100% sure whether their disciples are doing the right thing. Even the masters with the most experience in teaching disciples can only rely on their disciples to understand this step. .

"I'm not sure I can tell." Yang Yuyao responded, looking at You Shuangjiang intently. The aura of heaven and earth around him was like a glowing light spot, greeting him affectionately, and around You Shuangjiang, some green light spots were attracted by it and gradually approached her, and the flashing frequency gradually became consistent.

"She's almost successful." Yang Yuyao immediately communicated with Zhu Molan.

"Really? That's great!" Zhu Molan breathed a sigh of relief. Not to mention You Shuangjiang, she was also a little worried. You Shuangjiang is already nineteen years old, which is considered very late to start practicing. After all, after reaching the age of twenty, according to the old saying, a person's affinity for heaven and earth decreases significantly. At this time, it becomes more difficult to introduce Qi into the body, and the chance of success is extremely low.

But after all, not everyone has the opportunity to start practicing at the most suitable age. Therefore, the sect will give newly recruited disciples three months to try at the stage of introducing Qi into the body. But in fact, if someone cannot successfully introduce Qi into the body for a month, the sect will basically have no hope for him.

Although You Shuangjiang did not join a sect after all, and she seemed to have more time, for You Shuangjiang at this age, she seemed to be trying to catch up with the last train, but whether she could catch up, even as a Zhu Molan, her master, was not sure.

Fortunately, You Shuangjiang succeeded in the end. Yang Yuyao watched those green spiritual energy points sink into You Shuangjiang's body, all the way down, opening up her Dantian. Immediately afterwards, spiritual power surged out from her Dantian, nourishing her meridians and her internal organs, making her look radiant instantly without any makeup. At this point, she can officially start practicing and truly become a monk.

"I succeeded!" You Shuangjiang said excitedly. Before that, she had never thought that her life would undergo such a big change. She once thought that her life would be to marry the prince without reservation and then become her husband. Godson, fulfill the duties of a royal concubine and help manage Prince An's Mansion.

When she was young, she also longed to join the Immortal Sect. In this world, being able to seek immortality was more desirable than becoming the king of a country. But her family members always said that the road to the sect was high and dangerous. It’s also inevitable that he will show up in public, which is really inappropriate. It's better to be her crown princess and live a peaceful life. Gradually, she accepted the words of her relatives and locked such thoughts into the deepest part of her memory.

However, You Shuangjiang also knew that even if she had no marriage contract with the crown prince Han Jin and had no suitable match, her family would not be willing to allow her, as a woman, to join the sect and become a monk. It's not that they are reluctant to pay for the travel expenses, but they think that a woman who has not left the government should not go out at will. Not only her, but also most women of similar backgrounds like her. They were born in official families and had a high status, but they were bound by strict family rules and were not even as free as those girls from merchant families.

Unexpectedly, the man who was supposed to be her husband betrayed her, but she was blessed with the opportunity to fulfill her childhood dream. She was naturally happy, but also a little sad. She had never lied about her sincerity to the prince, and she had firmly believed in those oaths. If she could choose, if Han Jin treated her as before, she might be willing to choose to spend her life with him as a mortal.

But now, now that he has seen the true face of this man and knows what he looks like in his heart today, even if there is still some old feelings, You Shuangjiang knows that he can never look back. As for Tang Mingchai, You Shuangjiang doesn't plan to spend his energy on dealing with her now. When she has enough strength in the future, she will settle those accounts with her.

"I'm sorry, I can't let go of this..." After thinking about it again and again, You Shuangjiang told Yang Yuyao and others about her future plan to take revenge on Tang Mingchai, although doing so would make them, especially her master, treat her badly. The impression became bad, but You Shuangjiang didn't want to deceive these people who saved her and stood up for her. She didn't even want to wait until she learned something after a period of time before mentioning it. At worst, she would beg shamelessly. Anyway, she has given up so much, and her face only belongs to her, so it doesn't matter if she doesn't want it.

"Senior Zhu, will you ask your disciples to let go of all the hatred they once had?" After hearing You Shuangjiang's plan to take revenge on Tang Mingchai, Yang Yuyao turned to Zhu Molan and asked.

"Of course not. When there is grievance, there is vengeance, and there is revenge. Isn't this the way it should be?" Zhu Molan naturally heard You Shuangjiang's worries, in order to make her believe that he would not dislike her for being like this. He deliberately expressed his views in this straightforward way.

"That woman is so outrageous that she wants to kill people. Such people must take revenge!" Li Fengzhi also strongly supports You Shuangjiang's revenge.

After hearing their reactions, You Shuangjiang laughed and shed tears while smiling. But she was really, really happy.

"Let's continue moving forward and have a good meal to celebrate when we reach the town ahead." Yang Yuyao stood up and said, "By the way, my impression is that the apprentice successfully introduced Qi into his body, so the master should give him some reward, right? "

"Of course, I have already prepared it." Zhu Molan smiled, took out a willow leaf-shaped flying knife made of black iron, and put it into You Shuangjiang's hand. There are many scratches on this throwing knife, but the blade is still sharp. It looks like it has been used frequently but has been well maintained. "Shuangjiang, this is the Willow Leaf Flying Knife that I used as my teacher. I passed it on to you today. From now on, you can use it to learn the Willow Leaf Flying Flower from me."

"Thank you Master for the gift!" You Shuangjiang immediately saluted and thanked you.

Li Fengzhi touched the only black iron sword he had left outside and carried on his back. Before, he used hemp rope to fix it, but now he used the leather sword sheath that Yang Yuyao gave him. Although Yang Yuyao didn't tell him the origin of the sword when he gave him the sword, he also gave him the sword manual, the heart technique and the book of casual cultivation. Although Yang Yuyao still refuses to accept him as his disciple, his treatment of him is no worse than Zhu Molan's treatment of You Shuangsheng. Thinking like this made Li Fengzhi feel particularly happy.

As a town not far from Anyuan City, Honglin Town covers a large area but does not have many people. However, according to the locals, everyone went to catch the big market and therefore did not come back. Fortunately, the restaurants in the town were still open. Although we couldn't eat as much as we wanted, we could still eat enough meat. Zhu Molan did not enter the restaurant with them, but walked around by herself, waiting for them to come out after eating.

The cooking style of this restaurant is very typical farmhouse cuisine, which is very rough. As a staple food, steamed buns even contain a lot of bran. Yang Yuyao tried to take a small bite, but found that it was difficult to swallow it alone. I had to drink the soup to eat the steamed bun, which was only the size of a free-range egg.

Seeing Li Fengzhi and You Shuangjiang, who were eating without changing their expressions, Yang Yuyao couldn't help but feel glad that he had already abstained from food, so that he didn't have to eat these foods that he couldn't swallow. To be honest, this steamed bun was much tastier than the multi-grain steamed buns he had eaten in his original world. Although the steamed buns are marketed as healthy whole grains, they are actually finely ground. But even with that kind of multigrain steamed buns, his doctor also advised Yang Yuyao, who had a stomachache due to taking too many medicines, to eat as little as possible.

After careful reflection, Yang Yuyao discovered that although most ordinary people in this world cannot afford to eat refined rice and noodles, they are not absent from various restaurants. If it is a restaurant opened by monks, the staple food must be white rice and white noodles. Steamed buns, steamed buns, etc., like when I was in Xuanzhen City, even the noodles and wonton wrappers made by roadside stalls were made of white flour. But Yang Yuyao had eaten well all the way, so he didn't notice much before.

Of course, this also has something to do with being in different regions and different countries. Compared with the countries that Yang Yuyao has been to before, except for Fanxi and Dazi, which have special staple foods, the Liyang country where they are now seems to have relatively relatively poor agriculture. It is relatively weak, so these rough-processed rice noodles are eaten more.

"It seems that the Liuyun Sect is located in Li Yangguo. I wonder if the staple food provided by that sect's cafeteria is also such coarse grains." Yang Yuyao knew that the cafeterias of the Lingxiao Sect and Xuanzhen Sect only provided refined rice and refined noodles. I can't help but wonder whether the food provided to disciples by sects in this country will be different. If it is also made from polished rice and white flour, maybe the reason why some people wanted to become monks in the first place was to be able to eat such food.

Since he found it difficult to swallow, Yang Yuyao did not embarrass himself. After tasting each dish, Yang Yuyao basically only drank soup. Even if he doesn't eat, he can basically finish the dishes he ordered now. After all, there are two Qi-training monks here with great appetites! With Yang Yuyao's small amount of food, Li Fengzhi and You Shuangjiang could each eat two or three more bites.

"Well, senior Zhu Molan's fighting method? It seems that he uses his spiritual power to condense into leaf-shaped flying knives and then throws them out." When You Shuangjiang asked how Zhu Molan fought, Li Fengzhi thought for a moment and replied.

Yang Yuyao, who was listening on the sidelines, felt that the fighting method described by Li Fengzhi was similar to the martial arts of a certain small sect. However, if Zhu Molan said that "Willow Leaves and Flying Flowers" was the name of this martial arts, it would not be the same as that sect. The names of the door skills are different. However, the predecessor of that small sect has gone through changes to become what it is today. Yang Yuyao guessed, is it possible that Zhu Molan came from the past of that sect?

Just as he was thinking this, Yang Yuyao's eyes suddenly blurred, and the scene in front of him, like a ripple filter, immediately returned to normal. Neither Li Fengzhi nor You Shuangjiang noticed Yang Yuyao's sudden abnormality. But the discomfort did not end, but Yang Yuyao was conscious and had clear vision at this moment. But that's exactly what happened, the weird pain, like someone drilling into the nerves with a hammer drill, became clearer. Something wanted to forcefully invade his consciousness.

Yang Yuyao looked stern, but fortunately he was not unprepared for this. The left hand hidden in the sleeve under the table quickly performed several hand gestures and quietly performed spells to resist the invasion of his consciousness. As the spells continued to be superimposed, the invisible barrier of consciousness continued to strengthen and thicken, and finally Forcing whatever was trying to invade him to give up. As the strong sense of oppression from the sea of ​​​​consciousness disappeared, Yang Yuyao's consciousness quickly sneaked into his mind to check the status of the traversal system.

"Ninety-six percent control, almost..." Yang Yuyao murmured to himself in his mind where the scene was like a sea of ​​stars. Then he waved his hand and the traversal system was controlled by him and could no longer respond. The interface appeared in front of him, Yang Yuyao frowned slightly, and part of the file was broken into light spots and turned into data in front of him. "You really want to use this system as an interface to invade my mind. Is there any other way to effectively block this path?"

Yang Yuyao thought for a while, considered several plans, and then let his consciousness exit his mind. These solutions cannot be solved directly by magic. He still needs to prepare some materials for processing, which is not possible for now.

When Yang Yuyao returned to normal, Li Fengzhi and You Shuangjiang were also full. They saw that there was about a quarter of the salt-baked chicken left, but they couldn't eat anymore.

"Then just pack it up." Yang Yuyao said. He took out a few pieces of oil paper from his space ring that could be used to wrap food, but he usually used them to cut and wrap pills. He handed them to Li Fengzhi and asked him to pack them. Wrap this quarter of the chicken. "After wrapping it up and putting it in the space ring, it won't break for a long time."

"Okay, I understand." Li Fengzhi quickly wrapped the chicken that had been cut into pieces with oil paper, and then put it into the space ring that Yang Yuyao gave him.

Before leaving, Yang Yuyao said hello to Zhu Molan, so when they finished paying and walked out of the restaurant, Zhu Molan came back and was waiting for them outside. Looking at the getting dark sky, they began to discuss whether to spend the night in the town or move on.

"Just find an inn in this town to rest." Yang Yuyao made the final decision, "Sufficient high-quality sleep is more conducive to practice."

"Ugh!" Li Fengzhi, who was listening carefully to Yang Yuyao's words, suddenly felt someone touching his ankle and jumped up in surprise. His reaction attracted the attention of the other three people. They turned their heads and saw a man with very short hair, almost a buzz cut, and wearing gray clothes lying on the ground.

"I'm hungry... Can some donors give me some food..." After a moment, the man raised his head with difficulty and asked weakly.

This man seemed to be a monk, but his hair had obviously not been shaved for a while, and his beard had grown untidy. There were many patches on his gray monk's robe, but they were covered by dirt, so it was hard to tell. The only thing that seemed to be the most valuable on his body was the string of pulped wooden prayer beads around his neck.

"Currently we only have chicken here, do you want it?" Yang Yuyao asked, looking around at the same time. At this time, there were no stalls around. The restaurant they had just left had also closed down. They wanted to get some vegetarian food. do not know where to buy.

"If you want, any... food... is fine..." Unexpectedly, this monk-looking man was actually willing to eat meat.

"You want meat too?" Yang Yuyao confirmed, and motioned to Li Fengzhi to take out a quarter of the packaged salt-baked chicken.

"Yes!" the man replied, taking the salt-baked chicken from Li Fengzhi's hand without hesitation, peeling off the oil paper wrapping it, and immediately wolfed it down.

"It seems that no monks can do the same thing as monks." You Shuang lowered his voice and said to Li Fengzhi.

"It seems that they always have to alms. If you practice to a certain level and don't need to eat, there is no need to alms. But this man eats meat. Is he really a monk?" Li Fengzhi said doubtfully.

"Let's go." Yang Yuyao, who felt there was no need to wait for this person to finish eating, said to the other three.

"Well, let's go." Zhu Molan took one last look at the man, then called Li Fengzhi and You Shuangjiang to leave together.