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Lu Yang turned his head and saw a horse-drawn carriage approaching him. There was no driver on the carriage, and the old horse seemed to know the way, needing no one to guide it.,Over the past decade living in this small town, he had heard tales from the scholar about celestial swords striking heaven's gate, stories of river demons stirring up floods a hundred miles away, and accounts of immortal disciples wielding flying swords to vanquish demons and protect humanity. He had even witnessed slovenly Daoists swindling people, leaping into the sky to escape custody, only to be brought back down by officials who flew after them.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!。