This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 32 The Future of Hidden Immortal Valley
In the Hidden Immortal Valley, Zhuang Lin's mind was slightly shaken, and then all the strange phenomena in the valley disappeared.

As if nothing had happened, Zhuang Lin grabbed the copybook on the desk, stood up from behind the desk, walked over and began to check how the students were writing. All the students straightened their backs immediately, some nervous and some proud.

Zhuang Lin did not make any comments, but when he stood in front of a student's desk, the nearby students would subconsciously look at him.

At this time, if the teacher shakes his head slightly, it means that the student's handwriting is not good. If he smiles and nods slightly, the student will be happy for a long time, and the students around him will immediately look at him with admiration.

Liu Hongyu just glanced at Zhuang Lin and continued to write meticulously. Because he was too focused, he didn't even notice when Zhuang Lin stopped beside him.

This classmate, who is already an adult, is naturally very conspicuous in the school and receives the most attention from his classmates.

At this moment, seeing that the teacher stayed at Liu Hongyu's desk for a long time, the other students had already turned sideways or turned their heads to look over. Although they did not dare to whisper to each other, they still made eye contact.

Zhuang Lin looked carefully at the papers on Liu Hongyu's desk.

To be honest, Young Master Liu's handwriting is not particularly neat, but in Zhuang Lin's eyes, it is clearly different from that of other children. There is a sense of "meaning" poured into the words, so it may not look good at first glance, but it will be much more pleasing to the eye upon closer inspection.

This does not mean that Liu Hongyu's words can reach the level of calligraphy, but that Liu Hongyu's high concentration even affects the words when he puts his pen.

Zhuang Lin seemed to understand something.

When Cangjie created characters, millet rained from the sky and ghosts cried at night. In fact, characters themselves contain a kind of power.

Beings with outstanding spirituality can more easily use their own spirituality to activate the power within. Perhaps if Liu Hongyu can master calligraphy, he can achieve something in the future even if he does not practice Taoism.

At this time, Liu Hongyu seemed to finally notice that Zhuang Lin was standing beside him. After a slight pause, he looked up at him.

"Uh, Master."

Zhuang Lin nodded slightly and spoke for the first time after looking through everyone's words.

"Not bad!"

Liu Hongyu suddenly smiled, glanced at the other students who looked astonished, and winked at Mu Hongwen, causing the latter to widen his eyes.

Apparently because he saw Liu Hongyu looking around, Zhuang Lin tapped him on the back of the head three times with the calligraphy book in his hand, startling Liu Hongyu so much that he sat up straight.

"This character is okay. If the meaning of the other characters can be fully expressed in this character, then the calligraphy will be perfect!"

Liu Hongyu looked at the word that Zhuang Lin was pointing at and found that it was the word "night" that he had written. Before he could say anything, Zhuang Lin had already walked away.

However, when Zhuang Lin returned to the table, he glanced in the direction of Liu Hongyu, and then thought that there seemed to be no night watchman in the valley.

That's all. I just saw his spirituality coming to me today, so I decided to try out this profound feeling. If he can't understand it, I'll just tell him another day!
In the evening, Mu Hongwen and Liu Hongyu returned home from school together. When they were nearing the door of their home, the former could not help but run and shout.

"Grandpa~ Today, Master Liu's calligraphy was actually praised by the teacher—his calligraphy is not even as good as mine, and he was praised—"

Liu Hongyu was secretly happy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he immediately looked dissatisfied when he heard the second half.

"Hey, kid, put it clearly. What do you mean it's not as good as your writing?"

The two of them, one chasing the other and the other playing, entered the clinic, looking like a pair of brothers with a slightly larger age gap.

However, as soon as he rushed into the clinic, he saw a man talking excitedly to Mr. Mu. That man was Mr. Mu's apprentice Duan Yonghua.

Mu Hongwen and Liu Hongyu immediately restrained their expressions.

"Uncle Duan." "Mr. Yanjun."

As the only direct disciple of Mr. Mu, Xiao Wen is very familiar with him, and Liu Hongyu, who has been living in the Mu family, is also very familiar with him.

Duan Yonghua was obviously extremely happy and greeted the two of them.

"Hey, you're back? I just heard you guys were so happy. Did Mr. Zi'an praise you?"

Liu Hongyu grinned suddenly.

Mr. Mu on the side was obviously very happy and said something to the person next to him.

"Okay, stop joking. Go quickly. I'll wait for you to have dinner together tonight!"

"Oh well, I'll go then!"

After Duan Yonghua finished speaking, he touched Xiaowen's head, then bowed slightly to Liu Hongyu, and hurried out the door. When he got outside, he almost ran away.

"Grandpa, what's going on? Where is Uncle Duan going?"

The two students who had just returned were very curious, while Mr. Mu stroked his beard and smiled.

"Great! Okay, get ready, let's make dinner together!"

A moment later, Duan Yonghua found Zhuang Lin sitting in the corridor in front of the school classroom and excitedly told him about his discovery.

"Mr. Zi'an, this afternoon we were exploring the area outside the valley as usual, and guess what, we found the observation station!"

Zhuang Lin had known about this for a long time, but when he heard the news in person, he still smiled knowingly.

"We're back!"

"Yes, we are back!"

Duan Yonghua's excitement was clearly different from Zhuang Lin's, but Duan Yonghua naturally didn't notice it. He continued to share his observations, concluding with a final sentence: "The rest of the team has probably passed the news on to others. Now everyone can rest assured!"

Zhuang Lin nodded.

"Let's not be arrogant or impatient, just live our lives as usual! As for the story of Peach Blossom Spring, let's just treat it as a dream for now!"

"Yes, that's what we thought too. We shouldn't talk about this matter. We should just keep it to ourselves. Otherwise, if Young Master Liu gets sick and can't recover, they'll think it's our fault for messing up the repertoire. If they tell others, they'll think we're colluding to make excuses."

Zhuang Lin smiled and said nothing more. This was naturally the best way.

"But then again, Master Liu is getting better and better. He's diligent and eager to learn, kind, cheerful, and helpful. He even gets along well with Xiaowen. I'm starting to like him!"

Duan Yonghua said this and moved closer to Zhuang Lin.
"Hey, Mr. Zi'an, do you think there's any hope of curing Young Master Liu's illness?"

Zhuang Lin laughed and joked.

"Yanjun, you are the doctor, why are you asking me?"

"Uh hehe, that's true."

Duan Yonghua smiled awkwardly. Having Master Zhuang around always made people feel at ease, so he habitually asked him questions and listened to him on everything, forgetting that medicine was his main profession.

"Okay, don't think too much about it. Some words shouldn't be mentioned as much as you just did. Wouldn't it be better if Young Master Liu could rest in peace as soon as possible?"

"Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Zi'an for the reminder!"

Duan Yonghua bowed solemnly to Zhuang Lin. He knew that what Master Zhuang reminded him of were some topics involving Liu Hongyu's mental illness, which was theoretically against the regulations.

Now people in Yinxian Valley have harmonious relationships, and Mr. Zi'an has a noble character, so it is even less likely that he will report him in the future. However, we cannot cross the line casually.

"No need to be polite."

"Well, I'll be leaving first. I'll go to Master's for dinner later!"

"Okay, I won't send you off!"

Duan Yonghua bowed again, and Zhuang Lin nodded, watching the former turn and leave. His brisk footsteps were enough to show the host's mood.

Zhuang Lin stood up from the corridor and calmly sensed the surroundings.

Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the valley mainly comes from three directions.

The first direction is to subtly attract the myriad spiritual energies around to converge into the valley as the formation operates.

After "coming back", the spiritual energy in this direction obviously dropped drastically.

Not to mention that the spiritual energy gathered from the outside world was so tiny that even Zhuang Lin could hardly detect it. The fact that the rich spiritual energy in the valley could not leak out was definitely another sign of his foresight in controlling the formation.

The second direction is the original spring in the valley, which is also the source of the river in the valley where Young Master Liu was arranged to "travel through time".

Even though it still fell significantly after coming back, the strands of spiritual energy emerging from it were still clearly discernible.

The third direction
Zhuang Lin glanced sideways at the gorge where Tao Yuanming had entered the Hidden Immortal Valley. At that location, there was still a relatively considerable amount of spiritual energy being absorbed by the formation, but of course it was only relative.

But at least it shows that although he has returned, the connection between the formation and that time and space has not been directly severed.

"That's fine."

Zhuang Lin murmured, with no intention of blocking this connection. He didn't mind having too much spiritual energy.

As his thoughts raced, Zhuang Lin took a deep breath and looked around the valley. The scenery was still picturesque, with wisps of smoke rising from everywhere. Every spot of smoke represented a home.

Zhuang Lin certainly had his own considerations about the future of the people in the valley.

Perhaps some of them still want to tell others what happened during this period, but that is a matter for the future.

What the people here are considering now is to wait calmly until Young Master Liu recovers, or wait for a few years until the Liu family accepts reality and gives up the plan.

In short, the goal of most people in Yinxian Valley is to do their best to live a stable life and then get all the rewards in the future.

This is also the result that Zhuang Lin thinks is appropriate.

Of course, even if the plan ends, Zhuang Lin will not leave.

Perhaps some people will get used to the life here and choose to stay because they are reluctant to leave. At that time, Zhuang Lin will also be happy to see this.

At that time, everything will be the most natural result, and it will be worth it for those who stay!

As for the others, when they leave Yinxian Valley in the future, they may never find this place again, just like Mr. Wu Liu, whom they talk about after dinner, and the Wuling fisherman in "Peach Blossom Spring"!

As for whether the "patient's" illness can be cured, it depends on Liu Hongyu's own wishes. Zhuang Lin will lead him onto the right track of immortal practice, and it is not convenient for him to interfere in his family affairs.

Zhuang Lin’s own goal is to practice well during this period of time and to narrow the gap between his actual cultivation level and his cultivation realm as much as possible.

With this thought in mind, Zhuang Lin walked back into the school, closed the door, sat back at the teacher's desk, and began to practice with his eyes closed!
As night falls, the stars and the moon appear in the sky.

As Zhuang Lin entered a state of tranquility, the spiritual energy in the Hidden Immortal Valley became as calm as a lake, yet occasionally rippled, which served as Zhuang Lin's breathing exercise and silently nourished the residents here.

(End of this chapter)