Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 78 The Taoist Family Who Lives as Long as Heaven (Ninth Update!)
At the foot of Wolonggang, at the entrance of Baihe Village, the lush bamboo forest rustled in the wind.

Three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in front of the bamboo grove.

Grayish-white smoke was rising from the chimney of a thatched-roof building at the entrance of the village.

In the courtyard enclosed by a low mud wall, two children, one big and one small, were chasing and laughing through the fence.

Dusk is approaching.

The golden afterglow shone through the bamboo groves, illuminating the little girl's rosy and adorable face.

With a loud "clang".

The older boy was playing with his younger sister when he accidentally knocked over the mulberry basket next to the stone mill.

Hearing unusual noises in the courtyard.

With a creak, the door opened, and an old farmer peeked out from inside the house.

"You're just being silly, pick it up now!"

Lu Degui feigned anger and scolded him.

His two grandsons went to pick mulberries, then turned back to him, sticking their tongues out and shrugging their necks. The old man finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

He went over, bent down, and gently rubbed their heads, patiently instructing them:

"Wipe off the mud, pick them up one by one, be careful."

"Yes, Grandpa."

The setting sun cast its rays over the fence, imprinting the silhouettes of the three generations of the family in the courtyard.

This moment is filled with tranquility and beauty.

As the aroma of rice grew stronger in the kitchen, Lü Degui noticed that not many mulberries had fallen, so he turned back to add some firewood to the stove.

He had barely been inside for half a cup of tea when he heard a "click-clack" sound coming from outside.

At first, I just thought it was the wind blowing through the bamboo forest and didn't pay any attention to it.

Unexpectedly, a child's cries suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Grandpa! There's a bad guy!"

"There are bad guys!"

The little girl kept crying, for some reason.

The older boys shouted loudly.

He shouted several times, and not only Lü Degui inside the house, but also the neighbors next door and people living not far away heard it.

The chaotic noise grew louder and louder!
Startled, Lü Degui threw the water ladle aside and hurried out the door, not forgetting to pull out the wood-chopping knife next to the woodpile on the stove.

Just then, the bamboo groves three zhang away were broken like waves, and a gray figure rushed over from the riverbank.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a monk whose robe was covered in dust.

His face was ashen, the Buddhist prayer beads around his neck had scattered, and his bare feet bled from stepping on stones, yet he seemed oblivious to the pain.

The most terrifying thing was those eyes.

Blood vessels, like spiderwebs, covered his pupils, staring intently at the crying girl. The girl was terrified by the monk's appearance and dared not move for a moment.

"Guowa, come quickly to Grandpa's!"

Lu Degui shouted, and the boy rushed to grab his sister, but in his haste, he lost his footing and they both fell to the ground.

The monk had already rushed out of the bamboo forest.

His movements were strange, he made a hoarse sound in his throat, and his withered claws stretched out as if to grab the doll that had fallen to the ground.

Lu Degui couldn't outrun the demonic monk: "Stop!"

He shouted and threw the machete in his hand.

The demonic monk didn't dodge at all; the knife struck his thigh directly, and blood gushed out.

But he seemed oblivious to pain; the sight of blood only fueled his ferocity.

Ignoring everything else, Lü Degui went forward, grabbed his grandson, and dragged them into the house.

The wicked monk pulled the wood-chopping knife from his leg, roared, and chased after them, the blade aimed straight at the grandfather and grandson!
At that moment, several dark-skinned farmers suddenly rushed out from the side.

It turned out to be several neighbors who were carrying a thick log and charging straight at the evil monk!
"Run this bald scoundrel over!"

"You son of a bitch, go to hell!"

Several people roared, and the thick log was about to hit the demon monk's chest.

Unexpectedly, the mad monk flipped his wrist from bottom to top, grabbed the thick log, and lifted it up suddenly.

At this moment, the two men at the front lost their grip, and the four men behind them began to struggle against them.

The monk, harboring a deep resentment, channeled a surge of energy into his hand. With a swift push, he sent all the men sprawling across the ground.

The giant log crashed to the ground with a loud thud!

If the person below hadn't rolled on the ground, they would have been crushed to death.

The onlookers were terrified.

Seeing those bloodshot eyes again, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The evil monk ignored the men and raised his knife again, intending to kill the old man and two children who had injured him with a wood-chopping knife.

"Uncle Gui!"

People nearby shouted, and some even grabbed knives and tried to rush up to help, but none of them were as fast as the demonic monk.

A bloody and cruel tragedy is about to unfold.

Lu Degui looked at the charging demonic monk and vaguely sensed a dark shadow behind the monk blocking the light.

But he had no time to pay attention at the moment.

"Run!"

He pushed the older boy toward the direction the neighbors were rushing towards, then picked up his little granddaughter and pulled her to the ground to protect her.

The demonic monk's knife seemed about to strike his back.

died
I'm going to die.
In his final moments, Lü Degui thought of Yangzhen, the head of Dalongtou in Nanyang, and also of the Crow Taoist on the hill.

Whether we're close or far, we're all doomed this time.

With his last breath, he hugged his granddaughter tightly.

However.
Lu Degui didn't feel any pain in his back; instead, he heard a gasp from the surrounding villagers.

"Clang~!"

That's the sound of a machete falling to the ground.

He pressed his forehead to the dirt on the ground and looked back.

His line of sight was low, and he saw the demon monk's right hand, which was holding a wood-chopping knife, droop down, as if he heard a "crack" sound of bones breaking.

At that moment, a dark shadow fell from the severed arm of the demonic monk.

"Bang~!"

The shadowy figure didn't land; instead, it stomped backward with great force in mid-air!
The demonic monk, whom even several men couldn't push, was sent flying backward, spitting blood!

The shadowy figure landed, while the demonic monk remained in the air.

Lu Degui saw that after the man landed, he tapped his heel against the woodcutter's axe, and the axe shot out as if it had eyes!

The machete, gleaming in the afterglow of the setting sun, intercepted the demonic monk in mid-air, piercing him from behind to his vital chest!
The surrounding villagers were completely stunned.

Lu Degui then turned around and saw the entire shadowy figure.

this moment.
The image of the young Taoist priest standing with his hands behind his back in front of the Wuzhuang Temple in Wolonggang flashed into his mind.

"Old man, remember this: if you encounter any bullies or bandits in the future, you can come up the mountain to find me."

'I am indeed of the same generation as that Taoist priest Crow.'

'...'

The clear voice faded from my mind, while the footsteps beside me grew louder.

Lü Degui came to his senses.
I finally saw the person's face clearly, it was definitely them!
"Master Yi Yi!"

He shouted excitedly!
Zhou Yi took a deep breath, reached out and helped the old woman up, then picked up the little girl on the ground and comforted her.

The little girl had tears in her eyes; she looked so pitiful.

But when she looked at Zhou Yi and saw him smiling at her, she miraculously stopped crying.

Perhaps, because she was the first little baby to feel the embrace of the Celestial Master.

"Master Yi Yi!" Lu Degui called out again, his voice trembling.

"Old man, your mulberry wine is quite good."

Zhou Yi smiled faintly, bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
"I drank your wine, which made me incredibly fast and allowed me to arrive in time without any regrets."

"Great Daoist Master, your kindness and virtue are boundless!"

Lu Degui was about to kneel down when Zhou Yi grabbed him.

"Don't kneel, that's too vulgar. If you want to express your gratitude, please invite me to drink mulberry wine again next year."

"how?"

"Yes, yes! Okay, okay!"

The old man responded repeatedly.

The people of Baihe Village gradually gathered around, and more and more of them turned their attention away from the corpse of the evil monk and towards the young man holding the old Gui family's "Little Fruit Baby".

Those who witnessed that scene were still in shock.

At this moment
A commotion arose in the distance, with the rumbling of carriages echoing incessantly.

"Haha, we've arrived!"

"This is Wolonggang! It's truly a serene and beautiful place!"

The sound was unusually loud and unusually rough.

At this moment
A large group of people appeared before the villagers of Baihe Village after the sound.

The leader was tall and imposing, with a face as red as a jujube, thick eyebrows that slanted upwards into his temples, and a pair of piercing, leopard-like eyes.

Right on his horse, there was another person lying across it.

The man was dressed in monk's robes, exactly the same as the demonic monk from Baihe Village.

But
But the big man forcefully pressed him onto the horse's back, rendering him unable to move.

He was riding a strong horse that could withstand such force.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, burly men appeared.

Looking at them, each one was muscular, broad-shouldered, and thick-waisted, carrying weapons; at first glance, they were truly awe-inspiring.

I was curious about where these people came from.

suddenly
The burly man with leopard-like eyes on horseback seemed to sense something and stared intently toward Baihe Village.

"Hahaha!"

The big man's laughter echoed across the surrounding area.

He jokingly called out to the carriage behind him, "Qingfeng and Mingyue, look! Who's that?!"

Zhou Yi had a smile on his face.

Suddenly hearing the words "gentle breeze and bright moon" felt like being struck by lightning.

Xia Shu and Yan Qiu popped their heads out at once.

Upon seeing Zhou Yi, the two children almost cried, but immediately held back.

At this moment, I wanted to shout "Senior Brother", but I had to hide my identity on this trip, and there were too many people around my senior brother.

So I held back again.

Are these two little ones a gentle breeze and a bright moon?
Zhou Yi was a little dizzy, and then he thought of Wuzhuang Temple again.

Two lines of text suddenly popped into my mind
Immortal's Abode of Immortality, Taoist Family of Longevity
……

(End of this chapter)