This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 79: The Mustard Hidden Universe

Zhuang Lin was melancholy for a while, but soon he figured out a lot of things. Even if it was just like this now, he had already achieved what many people dreamed of.

With a greatly increased lifespan, there are endless possibilities. You can appreciate the beauty of the ancient mountains and rivers, and look forward to future development. Even if you stop here, what is there to regret?

Of course, Zhuang Lin is also a person with aspirations, and he doesn't believe that he will stop.

If he were just an ordinary member of the vast majority of people, just an inconspicuous seeker on the journey to immortality, then Zhuang Lin might be the one who lived in peace in a corner, just like the him in the society before, doing his best to live a good life, because from the old society to the present, someone has helped him to support his life.

But if he was the only one who could stand up in this world, Zhuang Lin would still have some awareness. This might be due to his personality, or he might be influenced by the spirit of the Dharma lineage, but at least he would not resist.

Deep down, Zhuang Lin also believes that "righteousness will last forever and our generation will never die out"!

Even if the journey is difficult, if you reach the top one day, you will feel a greater sense of accomplishment when you look back!

Even this fellow Daoist Xi Miao seems to have great confidence in me.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Lin looked around and caught a glimpse of Xi Miao playing with a wine cup beside him, seemingly in a good mood.

"Are you in a good mood?"

Xi Miao looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile and nodded in acknowledgement frankly.

"Of course. Seeing you, sir, I've finally put to rest a burden that's been weighing on my heart for years. I've completed what Master instructed me to do, and now I feel so relieved! It's as if the shackles on my practice have been lifted."

It was originally half a joke, but now Xi Miao felt it seriously, and it seemed that he really felt refreshed, and the spirituality in his body became more active.

"It seems that after tonight, I really need to go into seclusion for a while! Oh, right!"

Xi Miao looked at Zhuang Lin, her smile becoming even harder to conceal. However, she seemed to have thought of something, and she shook her right sleeve and swept it to the side.

The next moment, with a loud clattering sound, a pile of things appeared on the ground, and more and more things appeared.
Bamboo slips, brocade books, scrolls, stacked volumes, paper books, blackboard books, and many strange things that you can't tell what they are at first glance.

Zhuang Lin even saw a few hairpins fall at his feet and two stone ball-like objects rolled out.

Then Xi Miao immediately bent down and pressed the two stone balls with her hands, and picked up the hairpin at Zhuang Lin's feet.

"Sir, please lift your feet."

Zhuang Lin quickly moved his feet away, and Xi Miao picked up a few more pearls that had been broken out of nowhere.
Then there was a dazzling flurry of movement. All the miscellaneous items that Zhuang Lin could recognize or could not quite recognize disappeared in an instant, leaving only some things related to the scrolls.

"Ahem! Sir, these are some books I've collected over the years that I think might be useful. There are also some left by my master. Perhaps you can use them, so I'll give them all to you!"

While speaking, Xi Miao adjusted her sleeves, trying to hide her embarrassment while stealing a glance at Zhuang Lin. Fortunately, he didn't seem to care about the details just now.

Zhuang Lin just stared blankly at the ground outside his seat, a little dazed by the books that almost filled up half of the cabin room.

so much?
"Although there seem to be a lot of useless things, I don't know which ones are truly useless to you, sir. Please make the decision yourself!"

Then Xi Miao seemed to think of something and explained again.

"Because my master doesn't allow me to get involved in outside affairs, and I live near the Little Holy Mountain all year round, I don't have much stuff, and I don't have any treasures. Please don't despise me!"

After Zhuang Lin came to his senses, he felt somewhat delighted. The books were exactly what he needed, but at the same time he felt a little amused and helpless.

"Thank you very much, fellow Daoist. I wouldn't dare to disdain you, but do you have any treasures that can be contained by a flick of your sleeve?"

Seeing Xi Miao looking at me in surprise.

Zhuang Lin looked sincere and didn't seem to be joking. He chose to tell the truth, although it was a bit embarrassing, but there was no need to brag.

"Zhuang has nothing on him, it's really inconvenient to store it!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Lin shook his sleeves to indicate that there was nothing special about the clothes.

But Xi Miao did not ask the reason as Zhuang Lin imagined. She just hesitated for a moment and reached into her sleeve to search for a while.

Then Xi Miao took out a small, slightly bulging brocade bag. She untied the rope and poured the contents of the bag into her sleeve.

After pouring for a while, Xi Miao shook it a few times to make sure there was nothing inside before handing the brocade bag to Zhuang Lin.

"Sir, I'll give you this as well. There are no restrictions. You can cast a spell to contain it."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xi Miao!"

Zhuang Lin took the bag and bowed solemnly. It was obvious that Xi Miao was really trying her best to help him.

Whether intuitively or psychologically, just having a trustworthy friend in the cultivation world is a great gain for Zhuang Lin.

After thanking him, Zhuang Lin carefully examined the small bag in his hand, which was half the size of his palm. There were words embroidered on both sides of the bag: "big belly" on the front and "storage" on the back. He opened the bag and saw that there seemed to be many words embroidered on the inside as well.
Xi Miao forced a smile.

"I'm glad I could help you, sir. Tonight will soon be over, and it's time for me to go. Thanks to you, sir, if this goes well, my cultivation should be able to reach a higher level!"

However, when Xi Miao saw Zhuang Lin opening his pocket and leaning inside, he panicked a little. Could it be that he hadn't emptied it yet?

"What are you looking at, sir?"

Xi Miao hurried over to take a look, and Zhuang Lin made room and opened his pocket to show her.

When Xi Miao saw the empty pockets, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed empty!

“This word.”

"Oh, you mean the words on the outside of the pocket? I embroidered them there. My calligraphy and knowledge were not very good at that time."

Xi Miao looked a little embarrassed.

"Zhuang is talking about the words in the pocket!"

"Ok?"

Xi Miao came over to take another look and smiled casually.

"Teacher, you're going to make fun of me. My True Spirit is active right now, and I don't want to miss the opportunity to practice. It's time to go!"

Zhuang Lin was slightly surprised. She couldn't see the words in her pocket?
However, Xi Miao stood up after she finished speaking. Zhuang Lin put away his pocket and didn't say anything more. Instead, he stood up together with her, apparently ready to leave.

Xi Miao then slightly opened her arms, and the black fish spirit beside her hurried forward to put the fur cloak in her hand on her. After adjusting her clothes, Xi Miao seemed to think of some things they had talked about before, and said something else.

"As for the Heavenly Palace, although I don't know how to get in, you can go up there and take a look. Although the gods and immortals are majestic, they are mostly in the Taoist temples, flying around in the sky. I don't see anyone using them to scare the lesser ones because of the Heavenly Rules. Who knows what the situation is like?"

"Is this so"

As they walked and talked, the three of them walked out of the warehouse together, and the cold wind blew their clothes.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Xi Miao turned around and bowed to Zhuang Lin.

"There's not much I can do, so please be careful. If you need anything in the future, please come find me at Little Holy Mountain, or send me a message and I'll come find you!"

"must!"

Zhuang Lin returned the greeting, but when Xi Miao was about to turn around, he remembered something.

"Wait a minute!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Lin pointed his sword finger at his forehead. In the puzzled eyes of Xi Miao and the black fish spirit, a drop of inky and lustrous water appeared above Zhuang Lin's fingertips.

"This is."

Xi Miao opened her eyes slightly wider, while the black fish demon on the side had opened his eyes as wide as copper bells.

"What a familiar smell!" "I feel the same way, it seems, it seems..."

The black fish demon's eyes were full of desire, but he didn't dare to say those words out loud. And most importantly, this feeling was familiar and strange. How could he possibly reach such purity?

Zhuang Lin showed a slight smile on his face and looked directly at the black fish spirit with a look of desire on its face.

"Before, due to some misunderstandings, a lot of your cultivation was lost, but it wasn't completely dissipated. This Guishui True Essence originated from your demon body and the nearby water veins. It still contains your aura and spirituality. Let's return it to its original owner. This will at least make up for your loss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Lin pointed his sword towards the black fish demon. The drop of true essence of Guishui immediately turned into a faint light, hit the black fish demon's forehead in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

A strange luster appeared on the face of the black fish spirit, and then gradually returned to normal, but there was a faint feeling of heat inside the body that was constantly increasing.

After just a few breaths, the black fish demon showed surprise on his face, and then bowed deeply to Zhuang Lin.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

Zhuang Lin looked the black fish demon up and down.

"It can be considered a blessing in disguise. Since Fellow Daoist Xi Miao thinks highly of you, then I, Zhuang, will also think highly of you. Please don't do such self-degrading things as before!"

Without any specific reminders, Xi Miao and the black fish spirit both knew that Zhuang Lin was talking about the big snake.

"Yes, I will definitely remember your and the king's teachings!"

The black fish demon tried his best to suppress his excitement and responded solemnly.

Xi Miao also smiled brightly at this moment.

"Sir, we will take our leave now!"

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

After the words fell, there was no more politeness between them. Xi Miao rode a gust of demonic wind and took the black fish spirit directly into the air. He looked back at the figure on the ship below and soon disappeared from Zhuang Lin's sight.

Zhuang Lin looked at the direction where the evil spirit went away, and then looked towards the east. The sky was already turning white, and it was obviously dawn. Looking back, he saw that the boat was still full of people. They must have slept very soundly this time.

Of course, some people's bodies were covered by books.

In the distant sky, Xi Miao was leaving with the black fish spirit. The latter had changed from the uneasiness and dejection before coming, and was now full of excitement.

"Kurosawa, remember to keep tonight's events a secret, and don't let anyone brag about it!"

"Yes, my lord. I understand. Although seeing the real person is the biggest topic of conversation, I won't say anything nonsense."

Xi Miao shook her head, and then, fearing that the black fish spirit didn't know how to cherish what it had, she reminded it again.

"Don't rush to refine what the master gave you. When you go back, disperse the remaining ten percent of your spiritual power. Then, refine that drop of Guishui Zhenjing again. Do you understand?"

"Yes, my king, that's what I was planning to do! Just this one drop, I feel its purity surpasses my original demonic power by a thousand times. If I were to squander this gift, how could I be worthy of your cultivation and that of the Immortal!"

"Huh, so soon you're even taking pictures of the gentleman's horses? He can't listen now!"

Xi Miao said this half amused and half mockingly, but the black fish demon's face was very serious.

“The small ones come from the heart!”

Xi Miao grinned, grabbed the black fish demon's arm, and in the other's puzzled eyes, found a direction and threw it into the distance.

"Ah—your Majesty—"

The black fish demon's scream, caught off guard, echoed across the horizon, followed by another "plop" sound on the distant river surface.
Xi Miao clapped his hands, then glanced in the direction of the building ship that was out of sight, set off a demonic wind and headed towards the Little Holy Mountain.

The so-called feeling of progress in cultivation was not false. Xi Miao felt that he really needed to practice in seclusion!
Zhuang Lin stood at the bow for a while, then returned to the cabin. He held the small bag but did not rush to use it. Instead, he pulled the bag wider to look at the words inside.

Heaven and earth, contrary to the inn of all things and following the passage of time, contain the sun and moon in their belly, and the stars in a mustard seed; the universe is immeasurable.
It's obviously a small article in small print.

Zhuang Lin read it carefully several times. He didn't rush to understand it, but memorized the content of the article in his mind. Since Xi Miao couldn't see it, he would just write a copy for her later.

Then Zhuang Lin pinched the small pocket and cast a spell, sweeping it towards the ground, but the things on the ground seemed to have no reaction.

Zhuang Lin frowned slightly, picked up a bamboo slip and put it in his pocket. As a result, the slip was immediately put into his pocket, and the pocket seemed to have not changed at all.

It turns out that I can’t absorb it actively, I have to cast a spell to help!
The next moment, as Zhuang Lin's mind moved, many books and other objects gradually floated into the air. Accompanied by a breeze, these things were sent into the small pocket one after another.

After everything was packed, Zhuang Lin found that the small pocket had bulged slightly.

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem like it can hold a lot of stuff, hardly enough to fit into a larger ship.
(End of this chapter)