This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 251 Spacetime Verification Project
Since a platoon of soldiers mistakenly entered Hidden Immortal Valley, Xiong Xuguang has maintained contact with the outside world every three days, with virtually no restrictions.

Furthermore, Xiong Xuguang also learned that Hidden Immortal Valley had a courtyard on a mountain peak outside the cave heaven, which was able to communicate with the outside world, and even had some simple solar panels and radios.

Xiong Xuguang was surprised when he found out, but he didn't even need to ask anything. Almost instantly, he realized that cultivators weren't truly detached from worldly affairs.

Even the people in Hidden Immortal Valley, although they are very outdated, are not necessarily all ignorant old-fashioned people. They just retain ancient customs, and they are not ancient people who have been thrown back to the modern era. At least some of them know about novel things like telephones, mobile phones, and televisions.

So every now and then, Xiong Xuguang would go out with the people in the valley and take the opportunity to contact the headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation on that mountain peak. The main reason was that there was basically no signal or strong interference in other places, and that mountain was the only small gap.

Of course, that's all you can do to make phone calls; internet access is a stretch, let alone transferring any data.

A month and a half has passed in the blink of an eye. Every time Xiong Xuguang contacts me, he reports something new and also updates and summarizes what he reported last time.

The inner valley of Hidden Immortal Valley is the one that Xiong Xuguang introduced the most, but in addition to that, there are nineteen outer peaks. Each peak has its own unique scenery, and some peaks have magical buildings with different functions, such as the Transmission Hall, the Scripture Pavilion, the Secluded Cultivation Ground, and the Questioning Cliff, etc.

Below the mountain peaks lie six gorges and three valleys, each with its own unique charm; numerous streams, springs, and secluded pools also possess extraordinary features; and there are also mysterious little valleys and gardens.
Even though a month and a half had passed, Xiong Xuguang still couldn't truly understand Hidden Immortal Valley. Sometimes he wanted to stay in one place forever, but he had to force himself to learn more.

What surprised the Bureau of Investigation was that Xiong Xuguang was not subject to any restrictions on his freedom.

Yes, you can come and go anywhere, except for private residences, but apart from some private spaces, those tall, magnificent, mysterious and unpredictable fairy palaces are completely unrestricted.

Or rather, they were not treated differently.

Because in Hidden Immortal Valley, any ordinary villager, if they wish, can spend their mornings farming, their afternoons browsing books in the Scripture Pavilion, and their evenings stargazing at the Observatory. There are no restrictions, as long as you're not afraid of the hassle.

The same was true for Xiong Xuguang. From initial disbelief to later feeling at ease going there, he and the other members of the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations finally understood this fact.

The true backbone of Hidden Immortal Valley is that residing Confucian immortal, whose basic principles are righteousness, integrity, and universal education.

In Ru Xian's eyes, Xiong Xuguang was just a student with a slightly special identity. Apart from class time, he wouldn't interfere much with Xiong Xuguang's private time.
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During this period, Duan Kang remained quite excited, but he was no longer unable to fall asleep, nor did he stay up all night guarding the ancient tower.

Now back at his apartment in the Imperial Observatory after get off work, Duan Kang sat at his desk, flipping through his notebook and writing something. Besides his work hours, he also made personal reflections on his work.

Going home from time to time to review and summarize also helps Duan Kang to clarify his work and avoid forgetting or overlooking anything, since as he gets older, his energy is not as good and his memory will also decline.

This book also sometimes records his own feelings, allowing him to retain the insights of that moment.

After finishing writing today's content, Duan Kang flipped through the previous records and came across the seemingly inconspicuous Hidden Immortal Valley Academy, Ningxin Study, which was where the Confucian Immortal usually taught.

There's also the clinic run by the herbalist in the valley, which is quite ordinary.

The location of the Divine Craft Workshop is scorching hot and mysterious. Although Xiong Xuguang has been there a few times, some places are too hot to stay in. However, there are all sorts of magical treasures there, which are tempting to look at, but can only be viewed.

As he watched, a smile unconsciously appeared on Duan Kang's face.

Although the people of Ruxian and Yinxian Valley may not think much of it, it is precisely this kind of undifferentiated treatment that is so precious.

This is what it feels like to be trusted. Duan Kang believes that not only him, but anyone at this level who understands this aspect will feel the same way.

Everyone vaguely understood that even if it wasn't Xiong Xuguang who went, no one would be treated differently there; the only difference would be individual variations in aptitude and comprehension.

At the same time, in Hidden Immortal Valley.

Xiong Xuguang and his senior brother were staying at the old man's house, and he was sitting at the table in the room.

By the light of the oil lamp, Xiong Xuguang continued to record things. Even though he felt his energy had greatly improved, taking notes helped him organize information better.

As he wrote, Xiong Xuguang felt a growing unease.

In fact, Xiong Xuguang also concealed some information when reporting it to the outside world.

Because Xiong Xuguang once saw Master Banqiu at Shenggongfang. The other party came over and greeted him in a very open manner, which caught Xiong Xuguang, who thought he had mistaken someone else for him, off guard.

It was only later that he realized that the China Ancient Museum had master craftsmen from Hidden Immortal Valley working there, and they couldn't bear to see some precious ancient artifacts and books lost in this degenerate age. This matter left Xiong Xuguang somewhat bewildered. He even tried to ask Zhuang Lin about it, but the latter already knew about it and didn't care at all. He even told him to focus more on his studies and understand the dangers of breaking through the illusion barrier.

Thinking of this, Xiong Xuguang couldn't help but smile.

Indeed, the Master and his group don't care about such things at all. It's normal for Master Ban to go to the Ancient Museum. After all, they are not afraid of the modern world like tigers. I, Xiong Xuguang, am not restricted in any way here. Why can't the people in the valley come and go as they please?

Therefore, it is normal for some people from Hidden Immortal Valley to go outside and even have an identity, and it is even more normal for Master Ban and Master Gong to work at the Ancient Museum.

They were invited to Kyoto and even joined the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations. Thinking about it now, and considering the personalities of the two veterans, it all seems to have been done with a playful and amusing attitude.

However, while the Masters and the others didn't think much about it, or rather, didn't care about it, Xiong Xuguang couldn't help but think about it.

Or rather, Xiong Xuguang was even somewhat afraid of certain things. In his eyes, Hidden Immortal Valley was now completely open and aboveboard, but what about the people outside?
People outside have very complex personalities.

Xiong Xuguang knew that as a living Confucian sage, the Master could easily see through people's hearts. Xiong Xuguang even vaguely understood that the Master's kindness to him was only because his own heart was not evil, and the same was true for the dozen or so warriors.

However, outsiders have many hidden agendas, and some small things may lead to negative consequences, affecting the future direction of the relationship between the two parties or even the stability of cooperation.

Xiong Xuguang has seen a lot, so sometimes he is also very afraid.

The possibility of outsiders harming Hidden Immortal Valley is secondary; what Xiong Xuguang fears more is that, due to certain events and speculations from various angles, more hypocritical people will become involved.

Perhaps the Master would be annoyed by it and simply ignore it, thus ruining a great opportunity.

It must be said that Xiong Xuguang was overthinking things, while Zhuang Lin was simply passing on some harmless issues to the group of people most prone to overthinking.

As long as you are open and honest enough on this level, the other party will naturally deduce a reasonable fact to convince you.

"Wow~"

Xiong Xuguang drew a few lines in his notebook as a dividing line. He would put these troublesome things aside for the time being. As long as he was there, he would not allow anything to damage the relationship between the two parties. As for those things that were inconvenient to say on the phone, he would explain them to the dean in private when he got back.

The most important thing now is what I heard the Master and the others talk about tonight.

Although much of the content seems like a fantasy or a joke, Xiong Xuguang, who has had many experiences with this, knows that it is probably true.

However, Xiong Xuguang's values ​​have become very solid after repeated shocks, so he was not surprised at all. He was even amazed by his own calmness.

They were even more worried that the Bureau of Investigation and some other agencies were too radical and inevitably selfish, which might leave a bad impression on Confucius.

But looking back now, it's undeniably a startling piece of news that spans both ancient and modern times.

Xiong Xuguang could already imagine the shock that would occur when the Bureau of Investigation and the higher-ups of the Great Yan Dynasty learned of this matter.

And this matter definitely needs to be verified, and it will inevitably fall on my own shoulders!

With this in mind, Xiong Xuguang began to plan ahead, writing down a preliminary draft in his notebook with a pen.

"Spacetime Verification Project!"

Unlike when he was struggling and agonizing, the "swish swish swish" sound of writing on the paper became very consistent, and Xiong Xuguang had already come up with a feasible preliminary plan.

This plan was not for his own verification, because Xiong Xuguang believed that what Confucius said must be true.

So this plan is for the purpose of verification and showing it to outsiders!

The inspiration for this design came from a story Zhuang Lin told tonight about a peacock hairpin.

(End of this chapter)