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

To Yang Yuyao's surprise, he and Li Fengzhi did not encounter any defense against intrusion by outsiders in this direction. It is not known whether the evil cultivator who established this place was not worried about someone invading or was confident that he would not be able to find this place. There are many formations arranged here, which not only prevent the ghost energy from overflowing and being noticed, but also put the ghosts here into a state of lethargy. However, after walking through a relatively long and narrow corridor, they came to a different place.

This place looks like an illegal underground fighting arena. In the middle of the space, there are thick iron branches connecting the ceiling and floor, forming a huge cylinder. It's like a cage with a narrow door that can be opened. But it was also locked with a huge copper lock. This kind of cage cannot control the ghosts, but it can be used to contain other living creatures. The dark red traces covering the iron branches and spraying on the floor seem to tell the story of the life that once existed here.

Yang Yuyao stepped forward and looked at the cage from a closer distance. He noticed that there was a formation engraved on the circular bottom of the cage, a formation that could trap the ghost clan inside. Because this formation was carved shallowly into the ground, even if it was covered with so much blood that it was caked with blood, it would not be affected.

But the formation was indeed damaged. Yang Yuyao looked carefully at the damaged location that caused the formation to fail, with a subtle expression on his face. Because he discovered that the traces of damage were undoubtedly caused by magic. Yang Yuyao tried to guess the purpose of this cage, thinking that it should be used to raise ghosts.

The rest of the basement uses formations to force the ghosts to sleep. Only here the ghosts can stay awake, and the ghosts who have been sleeping cannot grow. If they want to go from a fragile and fragile state to a condensed form. , Either they devour each other, or there are living people for them to enjoy.

The newly born ghost tribe does not necessarily need to kill or eat people to grow, and they did not have that ability at that time. But they can grow by devouring the popularity of living humans. The usage of this big cage is that the evil cultivator captures some living people and puts them in, and then puts a certain number of ghosts in, so that the ghosts can "eat" in this cage. But Yang Yuyao believed that the evil cultivator would not be stupid enough to arrest a cultivator who might do bad things.

It seemed that he still couldn't find the answer just by looking at the cage, so Yang Yuyao walked away to check other things. Li Fengzhi followed him cautiously. Although he did not encounter any danger along the way, at Yang Yuyao's request Next, he still didn't dare to walk around or touch randomly, he only dared to observe with his eyes. Yang Yuyao took this opportunity to explain to Li Fengzhi some traps that are often encountered in the world of immortality, as well as precautions and self-rescue methods in case they are triggered.

"Yu Yao, what kind of person is your master?" Li Fengzhi suddenly couldn't help but be curious, wondering what kind of master could teach such a powerful disciple like Yang Yuyao. When he first met Yang Yuyao, Li Fengzhi's understanding of monks was extremely shallow. He was basically no different from other mortals. He only knew that monks were very powerful magical beings who could control wind and rain.

However, he also became a monk. And he came into contact with more and more other monks. Li Fengzhi felt more and more clearly how extraordinary this young man who was similar to himself was. Others who had practiced for decades or even hundreds of years were not as good as him. As the saying goes, famous teachers produce great disciples, so Li Fengzhi became more and more curious about how Yang Yuyao's master taught him to be like this. But when he thought that Yang Yuyao rarely mentioned his master when they were walking together, and in most cases Yang Yuyao only responded after Zhu Molan mentioned it, Li Fengzhi regretted that he asked this question.

"I'm sorry, shouldn't I ask?" Li Fengzhi asked with some regret.

"No, I don't shy away from people mentioning my master." Yang Yuyao, who was checking whether the liquid in the containers that looked like wine jars piled on the ground was wine, was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and turned to look at Li Fengzhi. "Maybe because I rarely talk about him, Fengzhi gave you a wrong understanding. It's not that I don't like him or have opinions about him, so I don't mention him, but I don't think it's necessary to mention someone. I won’t take the initiative to talk about it, because I personally feel that doing so sometimes accidentally turns into chewing someone’s ear behind their back, and I think that’s not good.”

Yang Yuyao's answer surprised Li Fengzhi, but after thinking about it, it seemed to make sense. Maybe he mentioned someone at first just to explain something, but sometimes he would unknowingly discuss what that person was like. So done. In the past, there were a few grandmas in their town who liked to get together to discuss the problems of the east and west families, and others avoided them. But once I talk to them, I can't help but join in their conversation and start talking about this or that about someone.

"Then..." Li Fengzhi looked at Yang Yuyao, wanting to continue asking but hesitating. But this time, Yang Yuyao answered him head on.

"Fengzhi, you should already know that my master is the Immortal Lord Qianqing, He Qianqing, right?" Yang Yuyao asked, and Li Fengzhi nodded vigorously. "My master is very famous in the entire world of immortal cultivation, so I won't talk about his famous deeds. You can easily know these when chatting with other monks. Let me talk about the master in my eyes. In my eyes, When I was very young, Master saved me and brought me back to Qingfeng Sect as his disciple. From then on, I became his first and only disciple so far. With me In other words, he is a very, very good master. He is strong, knowledgeable and patient. His carefulness and sensitivity make me feel comfortable getting along with him. And he is able to respect me."

"Respect?" Li Fengzhi didn't quite understand why Yang Yuyao emphasized this word.

"Well, yes, Master will not use his elder attitude to force me to do things I don't like. He is also willing to listen to my ideas and accept my suggestions." Yang Yuyao replied with a smile. Even though half of his face was covered by the tiger mask, Li Fengzhi could still imagine what a beautiful smiling face it was. For some reason, Li Fengzhi felt sour when he felt Yang Yuyao's love for his master.

After chatting with He Qianqing, Yang Yuyao once again focused on the items in front of him. Soon he successfully confirmed that the liquid in these jars with the words "forgetting the sun and the moon" written on the outer walls was indeed high-concentration wine. Yang Yuyao He's not sure whether this is the name of the wine or just a text on the package, but in his opinion, the meaning of "forgetting the sun and the moon" should mean that the wine is so intoxicating that after drinking it, the sun and the moon cannot be distinguished, and even more so. How much time has passed.

There were a lot of wine cans like this piled up here, and a few of them were empty and fell directly to the ground. That evil cultivator seems to be an alcoholic.

Immediately afterwards, he found a corner of what seemed to be a notebook from under the pile of overturned wine jars, so Yang Yuyao signaled Li Fengzhi to try to use his spiritual power to move the jars and take out the notebook underneath.

"Many evil cultivators will cast curses in order to prevent others from touching their things. In order for the curse to have enough time to take effect, they will also add additional attached spells. This means that if you touch it directly with your hands or other limbs, If you touch a cursed object, it will automatically stick to the limbs that come into contact with the object once you touch it, making it difficult to get rid of it." Yang Yuyao explained to Li Fengzhi before he started to use spiritual power to do this kind of picking up work. s reason. Li Fengzhi listened carefully.

"But if spiritual power can be used to operate, first of all, as long as the spiritual power is not condensed into substance, then the spiritual power does not have an entity. And spells with attached effects can basically only work on entities. And using spiritual power Another benefit is that you can detect in advance whether there is a curse, so you can determine whether to remove the curse or give up the item directly."

"Yes, I understand." Li Fengzhi nodded seriously, and then followed Yang Yuyao's request. But his spiritual power was never as flexible as his hands. He tried several times but failed to remove the wine jar that was on top of the book. Li Fengzhi felt a little frustrated, but Yang Yuyao looked at him and didn't urge him.

Li Fengzhi thought for a moment and recalled that when Yang Yuyao first arranged this exercise for him, he said that he should move the jar, but he did not say that he must pick it up. So Li Fengzhi directly tried to push the wine jar away with his spiritual power. He succeeded immediately, but Li Fengzhi, who was worried that he was being opportunistic in doing so, quickly turned to look at Yang Yuyao.

"It's good to be flexible. To solve problems, you should try to find the optimal solution path according to the rules." Yang Yuyao noticed that Li Fengzhi was looking over and said. After hearing this, Li Fengzhi immediately showed an expression of joy and quickly turned back to continue completing the next step. part. Yang Yuyao looked at Li Fengzhi and felt that this young man seemed to care too much about his opinion, but he couldn't figure out why this was the case. Logically speaking, he didn't do anything special, right?

Although he successfully pushed the wine jar away, Li Fengzhi still failed many times when picking up the book. He can now pick up the beans relatively smoothly with his spiritual power, but when he changed to a much larger book, he couldn't. Can't do it again.

After trying several times and failing, Li Fengzhi stopped again. He thought about what Yang Yuyao said when he praised him, but this time he tried to pass over the thread-bound book that seemed to be homemade without any tricks. Instead, he thought about how to control his spiritual power to successfully pick up this book.

However, Li Fengzhi didn't know that for a monk to read a book, it was not necessary to take it over and open it. Yang Yuyao just asked Li Fengzhi to practice by the way. As for the contents of the book, Yang Yuyao had read all the contents through spiritual scanning. This book is indeed the key evidence that can explain the cause of this ghost siege.

"It turns out that people in this world can also write diaries..." Yang Yuyao sighed in his heart. When he was still young in the original world, his grandfather bought him a locked diary, so that if he wanted to record You can write down some moods and so on, but Yang Yuyao doesn't like writing diaries, so the diary is also used by Yang Yuyao to record and learn knowledge. So later his grandfather stopped buying diaries and instead bought him cheaper notebooks.

And Yang Yuyao knew that at that time, children of the same age as him who went to school regularly would be asked to write diaries as part of their homework, and they had to submit them to the school for comments by the teacher. Therefore, in the community at that time, we could often hear the cries of children who had forgotten to write diaries after being scolded.

Of course, Yang Yuyao has also met people who like to keep diaries. For example, one of their colleagues insists on writing and has written many diaries. As for how Yang Yuyao knew, it was because he added the other party as a friend in his shopping software account. Whenever the colleague was about to finish writing a book, she would search for her favorite diary style on the Internet, and then Yang Yu Yao's shopping software began to push products in this area to Yang Yuyao.

But in this world, where paper production is limited and prices remain high, journaling has become a relatively luxurious hobby. But aren't those poems a special form of diary? Of course, for a monk who can practice to the integration stage, regardless of whether he is an evil cultivator or not, paper is no longer something that is too expensive to be willing to use. So the material conditions for a diary can be easily met.

However, after reading the entire diary, Yang Yuyao felt that what he saw seemed to be a social beast with deep resentment, even so resentful that he frequently drank heavily to live his life. Every sentence he wrote in this book was like a complaint.

"Yu Yao, I did it!" Li Fengzhi cheered happily, which brought Yang Yuyao back from his thoughts. However, just when he was about to take the notebook handed over by Li Fengzhi with his spiritual power, Li Fengzhi's premature happiness led to his spiritual control. Except for the mistake, the notebook fell down in front of Yang Yuyao, but before it landed, it was lifted up by Yang Yuyao's spiritual power, and the notebook was suspended in front of him again.

"In the future, you must calm down before things are completely finished," Yang Yuyao said when he saw Li Fengzhi showing an embarrassed look. "You can be happy in advance, but you must prioritize what needs to be done."

"Okay." Li Fengzhi nodded.

"Let's go, let's meet up with the others. To explain this group of ghosts' attack on Huacheng, this book is basically enough." Yang Yuyao said, leading Li Fengzhi back. There were no formations or talismans that affected the sound transmission here, and it was within the range where sound transmission could take effect, so Yang Yuyao sent sound transmissions to Zhu Molan and Mingcheng respectively, telling them that he had discovered a notebook that recorded important information. them, and informed them to rendezvous at the place where they had separated.

With advance notice, Yang Yuyao and the others didn't have to wait long when they returned to the meeting point. Everyone else also came back. Everyone looked intact and not injured, but they were obviously not in a good mood. After meeting Yang Yuyao, they all took the initiative to talk about what they saw.

In the same direction as Yang Yuyao and Li Fengzhi went, there were no traps set up in the other two directions, so they were not in danger. But when Yang Yuyao thought about the behavior of that evil cultivator, it seemed extremely reasonable for the evil cultivator not to set up these things. If a guy who always gets himself drunk had set up these defense mechanisms and walked around here in a daze, Maybe you'll be the first to get tricked.

The direction Zhu Molan and You Shuangjiang went in had more pools, so they also saw more dead babies and fetuses. The direction that Taoist Master Mingcheng and the others were walking in took them into another room, where they saw various evil instruments made of human bones.

"Based on the size of those bones, there should be adults among the victims." Bei Long, the elder of Cangzhu Sect, added.

"Those adult skeletons may have come from homeless people. The evil cult would catch homeless people to raise the ghosts he cultivated." Yang Yuyao said.

There are many homeless people in cities and towns in this world. They always appear and disappear suddenly. Because many of them have mental problems, the residents always avoid them, let alone care about these people. Someone among them suddenly disappeared. Even his acquaintances who were also homeless went to the government to report the case, but they would not accept it. In this way, even if a large number of homeless people suddenly disappear in a certain place, people will not pay attention.

"It seems that the evil cultivator did this without anyone noticing." Taoist Priest Mingcheng sighed, "Fellow Taoist Yang, what exactly was recorded in the book you found? Can you tell me in detail?"

"Why don't we all read it together." Yang Yuyao took out the thread-bound book and threw it gently. Under the influence of the magic, the book spread out and floated in the center of the circle surrounded by seven people.