This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 59 Don't underestimate the world

At five o'clock in the morning, the sound of roosters crowing could be heard in Wuling County, but the guests in the Zhao family guesthouse were still awake.

Zhuang Lin might not have thought that he would spend a whole night reading two evil books and even benefit a lot from them. It also helped him to apply what he has mastered now.

He had basically finished reading the books in his hands, and stood up from the desk with some emotion, holding the two books in his palms.

He walked up to the door and opened it a crack. The next moment, flames rose from Zhuang Lin's palms and flowed like water. The flames flowed over the two books. In just half a breath, the two books were completely reduced to ashes.

The ashes flowed out of the house along with the heat from the house, and soon dissipated over Wuling City with the morning breeze.

Zhuang Lin watched the ashes dissipate, then closed the door and returned to the house. Walking to the table, his eyes fell on the last remaining string of beads.

After reading those two books, Zhuang Lin understood that each bead on the string represented a monster.

The giant monkey can only be regarded as the latest creation of the evil monk Yang Ziang. It's not that he doesn't want to create more, but he has to find a spiritual and suitable creature, and then tame it and make it withstand some of Yang Ziang's methods, which is not very easy.

Zhuang Lin picked up the bracelet from the table. The energy on one of the beads had dissipated, but there were still some traces of special demonic energy on the others.

Some of these smells are slightly pungent, while others are nauseating. They are all slightly smelly and have a hint of animal smell.

Although they are different, the feeling they give to Zhuang Lin can be roughly divided into one bad category.

These were classified by the evil way as "cultivated" monsters. At this stage, they no longer appeared frequently to harm people, but were in a long transitional stage of cultivation. Therefore, Yang Ziang cultivated the latest giant monkey.

Although we don't know how powerful these monsters are, they all cultivated in a similar way. Their ferocity goes beyond simply harming mortals. Leaving them there will always be a hidden danger.

Zhuang Lin knows that human power is limited, and he is even more afraid of the historical trend. He cannot say that he will eliminate all injustice in the world, but on the road to immortality, he will be accompanied by righteousness, and destroying some evil spirits that harm people is what he thinks is the duty of an immortal!
Let's think about it from another angle. Since I am a true cultivator who has joined forces with heaven and earth, it is your destiny to encounter me, you evil spirits. If you are capable of being stronger than me, then fine, I can't afford to offend you!

However, Yang Ziang's cultivation level was only at this level, and the monsters he could control would not be too strong. Zhuang Lin felt that he should be able to deal with them relatively easily.

In particular, the treasure record written by Yang Ziang also contains information about these monsters, which is a case of strong versus weak, and dark versus light.

Zhuang Lin thought for a moment, then immediately sat down at the desk, found two blank scrolls of brocade books from the bookcase, picked up his pen and began to write down the new content.

For the first volume, I took up my pen and pondered for a moment, letting my own thoughts guide the writing.

Demon Eyes General Guide - Distinguishing Qi and Identifying Various Types of Demonic Qi
The contents of the brocade book are not only words, but also Zhuang Lin's mind and feelings at the moment. In the future, when the younger generation reads it, they can even smell the various evil spirits that Zhuang Lin has felt at this moment.
This book is just the beginning, and there are blank spaces in the written parts, pointing out that auras can be strong or weak, thick or thin, and relatively speaking, all living beings have good and bad sides. The key to distinguishing between them still depends on the parties involved to judge based on the actual situation. However, if such aura and destiny changes occur, you need to be vigilant!
Zhuang Lin used the same method to write the second volume of brocade books.

Evil spirits, foul air.
The second volume also doesn't have much to say, but it's more intuitive in terms of judgment. For those who practice cultivation, this kind of filthy energy is usually not a good thing. No matter if it's a human or a demon, seeing it will definitely disgust you, and most of the time it's not the right path!

Relatively speaking, spiritual practice is like ordinary learning. The knowledge between different books can be mutually referenced, and Zhuang Lin will not teach people to just read books.
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The servants of the Zhao family started getting up early in the morning. After washing up, they began to clean the courtyard and other things.

A servant was holding a broom and sweeping the fallen leaves blown from the nearby trees into one place little by little. Then a dustpan hit it and suddenly he heard a "squeak". He turned around and saw that the guest in the guest room had already opened the door.

"Mr. Zian, you're up so early?"

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep, so I got up!"

As Zhuang Lin spoke, he had already walked out of the guest room. The Zhao family servants in the courtyard suddenly noticed that the guest was not only dressed neatly, but also carrying a book box on his back. They immediately reacted.

"Hey, Mr. Zi'an, are you leaving? Why are you in such a hurry? I'll go call the master."

Zhuang Lin hurried forward and stopped the Zhao family servant.

"Hey, young man, no need to bother! I know your son doesn't like getting up early, and he drank a little too much last night, so he's soundly sleeping right now. Don't bother disturbing him."

"But, but if the young master wakes up and knows that you are gone, he might punish me!"

Zhuang Lin patted the servant's arm.

"As the saying goes, a gentleman's friendship is as light as water. Fate brings and fate brings us together, and we will surely meet again in the future. Why should we be so inseparable? Please, little brother, pass on the message. I believe that with Mr. Zhao's magnanimity, he will not punish you!"

With his temper, he might just scold you a few words at most, but if I wait for him to wake up and then go through all the polite conversation, it will be really troublesome!

Zhuang Lin thought so in his heart, then walked towards the courtyard gate with a smile, and the servant hurriedly chased after him with a broom.

"Mr. Zi'an, let me open the door for you!"

When the door opened, Zhuang Lin thanked him and was about to leave, but the servant called him back. He suddenly remembered what the young master had prepared the day before.

"Mr. Zi'an, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to travel alone this time. I prepared some money for you yesterday. Please wait a moment, I will get it and come back. Wait a moment, wait a moment!" Zhuang Lin was surprised for a moment, watching the servants hurriedly run back to the yard, he looked outside again, hesitated and did not leave immediately.

After about six or seven breaths, the servant hurried back. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhuang Lin still standing in front of the door, and handed over a small package.

"Mr. Zi'an, here are a few ounces of silver and some copper coins, plus a clean change of clothes, roughly the same size as you!"

Zhuang Lin took the package, padded it, and looked at the servant.

"Your master specially prepared this? Why does he think Zhuang needs this?"

"This"

"If you don't tell me, I won't take it!"

Hearing Zhuang Lin's question, the servant looked back at the courtyard and hesitated for a moment before telling the truth.

"The young master said that the last time Mr. Zi'an went out, he was surrounded by a large entourage, but he arrived and left in a hurry. This time, he came alone, even carrying a carved wooden sword. Perhaps he had something to hide that he couldn't explain. So the young master went to his uncle to withdraw next month's allowance. Alas, he was scolded again."

Zhao Chenyu's parents died early, and he lived with his uncle. In order to prevent him from squandering the family fortune, most of the money left by his parents was kept by his uncle, and he only withdrew it on a monthly basis.

"Mr. Zi'an, please accept it, otherwise I will fail in both tasks and will be punished!"

Now that things had come to this, Zhuang Lin no longer refused.

"Okay, I'll accept it. Thank you for your kindness, young master! I'll take my leave now."

Zhuang Lin bowed as he spoke, and prepared to leave as the Zhao family servants returned the greeting. He thought about Zhao Chenyu in his mind, and after taking two steps, he paused and turned to look at the person in front of the door.

"Mr. Zi'an, is there anything else?"

Zhuang Lin smiled and shook his head again, swung his sleeves, picked up the package with the wooden sword and hung it on the bookcase, then strode forward and left with the wooden sword in hand.

I thought that although he was a little smart, he could hardly be called a playboy. But I, Zhuang Lin, underestimated him!
The Zhao family servant stood at the door and watched for a while. In the morning glow, the various morning stalls on the street were setting up, and the busyness was making a lot of noise and dust. However, the figure of Mr. Zi'an walking away seemed to be one with the light and dust, and in a trance, he felt a little bit of otherworldly.
The Zhao family servant looked for a long time before closing the gate, but he couldn't help but have some associations in his mind.

Although my son is always scolded by the county magistrate for being ignorant and incompetent.

But the people that the young master makes friends with are mostly of great bearing. Mr. Yuanliang is like this, and Mr. Zi'an doesn't look like an ordinary man. So is the young master really uneducated?
If you are truly worthless, would these noble men be willing to associate with you?
It was still early and there weren't many people on the streets of Wuling City, but the streets were already bustling with activity.

Most of the people were carrying loads into the city and some stalls had been set up. Shops everywhere had also opened and were preparing.

Under normal circumstances, some people from outside the city would come in later, but it was obvious that the news of the monster being eliminated had spread throughout Wuling County through people entering and leaving the city in just one day.

Some brave people dare to carry goods from the countryside into the city before daybreak so that they can occupy the best location for setting up stalls.

However, today Zhuang Lin did not eat comfortably at a stall or shop. Instead, he bought some snacks to satisfy his appetite and walked towards the northeast city gate without stopping.

When passing by the county government office, there was still a large group of people gathered around the demon corpse, commenting on it. Anyway, those who had never seen it would come to take a look, and some people even brought people they had never seen before to see it.

Some people were still discussing on the side, and some of the stories sounded very serious. When Zhuang Lin passed by and listened carefully, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, this monster is terrifying. It can't even rest in peace after death!" "Huh? Why? It can still harm people?"

"Hahaha, I can't hurt anyone anymore, but I'm still holding a grudge and was even screaming last night."

"What? Last night?" "Yes, yes, I heard it too. It was a shrill cry."

"I thought it was just a nightmare!" "Ouch, you guys gave me goosebumps!"

"Burn it as soon as possible."

"Hey, have you heard? Captain Lu has resigned from his position as the head of the yamen!" "What?"

"No way, Captain Lu is so powerful, why didn't he quit?" "I don't know either."

After hearing the news about Lu Jing, Zhuang Lin couldn't help but slow down his pace a little, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the yamen.

(End of this chapter)