Lin Xi asked, "Where are the others?"
Master Jingyuan pointed to Yuanqing Temple, "I lured the monsters away, they should be fine hiding in the temple."
Lin Xi's expression was solemn. "The Ghost Realm has devoured the entire Yuanqing Temple. Anything could happen."
"Ghost Realm?!" Master Jingyuan was fully awake, staring at the bright red plaque, a chill running down his spine.
"Damn it, this isn't Yuanqing Temple. The Ghost Realm is full of dangers. A group of old men and children have no fighting power at all. I've been tricked by the monster!"
Ling Xiao said worriedly, "Uncle-Master, my master and junior brothers..."
"Nothing will happen." Master Jingyuan's lips trembled, it was unclear whether he was comforting him or himself.
“Xu Yuan is younger and more agile than me. He promised to protect everyone, so he is definitely still alive.”
This morning, he slept until 11 a.m. as usual.
Xu Yuan knocked on the door. "Senior brother, the sun's already high in the sky! Get up!"
Master Jingyuan suddenly woke up with a start, "Don't make a sound, I'll sleep for another five minutes."
Xu Yuan pushed open the door and entered, pulled back the covers on the bed, and dragged out the person inside, saying, "Even the kids get up earlier than you."
Master Jingyuan fumed, "Don't you dare steal my blanket!"
Just as he was about to snatch it back, a fair-skinned little face loomed large in front of him.
Nantian clapped his hands, "Uncle-Master Jingyuan, don't sleep in! The early bird catches the worm, the late bird goes hungry."
When Master Jingyuan saw his youngest disciple, he immediately stopped being angry and reached out to pinch his cheek. "Little Tiantian, your senior uncle loves you."
Nantian's eyes welled up with tears, and he cried, "Master, my senior uncle hit me."
Xu Yuan picked up his young disciple and left, saying, "Get up quickly, we need to open the door to welcome the pilgrims."
Master Jingyuan got out of bed reluctantly.
Yunyan brought him back yesterday, and today he will receive worshippers as the abbot.
In other words, it's about making money by opening the door.
Twenty mouths in Yuanqing Temple were waiting to be fed.
Apart from the eight adult disciples, the rest are either old men or minors, so all the expenses, big and small, fall on the shoulders of the abbot alone.
Master Jingyuan specially combed his hair into a neat style, smoothed his frizzy beard, and put on a brand new Taoist robe.
He walked around the mirror, took out his phone, and took dozens of selfies.
This outfit looks good, I'll post it on my WeChat Moments.
Caption: When good things happen, people are in high spirits; the Taoist temple is being rebuilt, and everyone is laughing.
Recently, there has been a lot of good news: Huiming has been found, and the young master has agreed to fund the repair of the Taoist temple.
Once the Yuanqing Temple is renovated, he will be the most handsome abbot in the country.
Master Jingyuan greeted the pilgrims with great joy, but unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, a cloud of white mist rushed in.
In an instant, the entire Taoist temple was enveloped in a white mist, as if it had been dragged into the River of Oblivion.
Master Jingyuan sensed something was wrong and immediately retreated to the statue of the Three Pure Ones to take a count of all the disciples in the temple.
He shouted, "Report the numbers!"
One by one, the people present called out their names.
"Where there is the void, there is the southern sky."
"As long as Qingyuan is here, Xiaoman is here..."
Master Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, no one is missing."
Before he could even catch his breath, the Three Pure Ones in front of him moved.
Two long tentacles emerged from the top of the statue's head, each covered with sharp barbs.
Jingyuan spread his arms and stood in front to block the way.
"Oh no! Run!"
The door behind them was locked, leaving them with nowhere to retreat.
The air was thick with tension, and danger lurked everywhere.
The statue of the Three Pure Ones shattered completely, and the monster crawled out step by step.
The white mist obscured his vision, and Master Jingyuan could not see its appearance clearly. He stared intently at the strange tentacles.
Suddenly, it vanished from the spot.
"ah--!"
A scream rang out, and the air was filled with the smell of blood; someone was injured.
This can't go on. Master Jingyuan immediately made a decision: "Xuyuan, you lead the disciples in the temple and find a chance to escape."
Xu Yuan immediately understood what he meant. "Senior brother, you plan to deal with the monster alone. I'll stay and help you."
"You're so weak, you're more like a burden!" Master Jingyuan brandished his peach wood sword, his back view resolute and firm.
"Xu Yuan, you must ensure the safe exit of the nineteen disciples of Yuanqing Temple present. Now get out of here!!"
Xu Yuan's eyes were slightly red.
There should have been twenty, not just nineteen.
His senior brother eliminated him, but he stayed behind with the determination to die, fighting his way out for them.
Master Jingyuan gripped a sword in his right hand and a yellow talisman in his left, shouting with great momentum.
"I am the thirty-fourth abbot of Yuanqing Temple. Bring it on, you trash monster! I will destroy you in the name of justice!!"
Some unknown remark angered the monster, and its long tentacles rushed straight towards Master Jingyuan.
He swung his sword, "Take this, Invincible Kill!"
A powerful force crashed into him, but Master Jingyuan was not afraid at all and held his sword in front of him.
boom--!
The peach wood sword was covered in scratches and shattered in the next second.
"Holy crap!"
If you can't win, running away is the best option.
Master Jingyuan fought as he ran, with the monster hot on his heels.
Finally, exhausted, he ran slower and slower, his body covered in bloodstains.
His hair was shaved off by the tentacles, and his beard was gone too.
The monster shoved him hard, and Master Jingyuan fell onto the steps, powerless to resist.
This life has been worthwhile. I didn't bring shame to Yuanqing Temple. Sacrificing one person to save the others is the best outcome. I should go down and find Qian Jin to do square dancing.
Master Jingyuan was barely breathing, his body covered in blood. He closed his eyes and accepted his death with equanimity.
My dearest grandmaster, farewell...
"Whoa!!" the monster screamed and ran away inexplicably.
The sounds of wolves howling and women cursing came from not far away.
Who are these two people?
With his blood almost drained, Master Jingyuan was unable to think. He calmed himself down and lay down peacefully.
Live if you can, die if you can't.
In the last moment of his life, he met his junior master and was saved.
As a result, the others disappeared.
A second of recollection feels like a year has passed.
Master Jingyuan was extremely anxious and struggled to get up, "Little Grandmaster, I...I..."
"Old man, don't move around. If your wound reopens, I won't have time to save you again." Lin Xi flipped her wrist and quickly made a hand seal.
"Let's go in."
Master Jingyuan patted Yunyan heavily on the back, "Disciple, hurry!"
Yun Yan obediently followed orders and carried his master on his back as they ran.
The four entered the Taoist temple, and blood mist filled the sky.
Everything in front of me was blood-red, and I couldn't tell which way was which.
Master Jingyuan rubbed his eyes vigorously, "I can't see clearly, what should I do?"
Lin Xi saw it: a huge monster was standing in the backyard of Yuanqing Temple, extending countless tentacles.
A person was hanging from each tentacle, and the monster opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp mandibles.
A strange friction sound arose, rapid and rough, assaulting the eardrums in waves.
"Zzzzz—!!"
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