Under One Person: I am the Master of Maoshan

You Ke pushed the door open and looked at Shen Yan with a serious face.

"Captain, your junior brother is here"

Shen Yan was stunned and quickly put on his clothes: "My junior brother, which junior brother?"

"He said his name was Tang Nian'en"

“Take me there quickly”

Tang Nian'en was Shen Yan's youngest junior fellow apprentice. When Shen Yan first came down the mountain, he was less than 10 years old. Shen Yan walked out with a frown on his face. He had a feeling that something big might have happened, otherwise Tang Nian'en, who had always been with his master, would not have come down the mountain to find him.

When Shen Yan walked into the house, he found Li Yunlong, Lu Ren, Gong Er and others waiting in the regiment headquarters, but no one dared to look at Shen Yan.

Tang Nian'en, who was sitting on the chair, was trembling all over, holding a long strip of cloth tightly in her arms. When she saw Shen Yan coming in, she cried out "wow" and fell to her knees.

Shen Yan saw that he still had many knife wounds on his body and grabbed him: "Nian En! What's wrong? What happened? What happened to you?"

"Brother! Brother, Master has passed away!"

After Tang Nian'en finished speaking, she leaned into Shen Yan's arms and cried bitterly.

Shen Yan was struck by lightning after hearing his words, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

His lips trembled as he spoke: "No, no, it's impossible. Master has talismans that can reach the sky! He also possesses the Five Thunders Law. How could he die in battle? It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Tang Nian'en burst into tears and screamed, "It was the Japanese army that invaded Maoshan. Master and several of his uncles and fellow apprentices were killed by the Japanese. Even Wanning Palace was destroyed by the Japanese!"

Shen Yan felt his vision go dark and he almost fainted.

Back to a few days ago...

Just after the Sakata Regiment had fought a skirmish with the Independent Regiment, Yoshio Shinozuka ordered a brigade lurking near Suzhou and three artillery regiments to attack Jurong Mountain in a big way.

The headquarters of the New Fourth Army was in Wanning Palace in Maoshan. When the head of the headquarters learned that the Japanese were about to launch a sweep on Jurong Mountain, he immediately assembled his troops.

"Master Shi, the Japanese have come with bad intentions this time. They are heading for Mount Mao. Let's move together."

Shi Jian smiled and shook his head at the chief. "Chief, please retreat. I don't think these devils will embarrass an old Taoist like me. Can I ask you something?"

"Master, please speak."

"Where is my disciple Shen Yan now?"

The leader of the New Fourth Army thought for a moment and said, "I heard that the 129th Division and the headquarters retreated to the Taihang Mountains together. I guess Captain Shen should be there too."

Shi Jian nodded and gathered all the disciples on the mountain. He looked at Zheng Zibu.

"Zi Bu, take your fellow apprentices down the mountain and evacuate with the New Fourth Army. Remember to stick to the principles in your heart. When you meet your fellow apprentice in the future, listen to his advice."

Zheng Zibu bowed and said: "I will obey your orders, Master."

He was also somewhat puzzled in his heart, wondering why his master's words always felt like instructions for his last wishes.

Except for a few old uncles who could not walk and a few younger disciples who often stayed on the mountain, all other Maoshan disciples followed Zheng Zibu down the mountain to escort the New Fourth Army in its transfer.

Less than two hours after the New Fourth Army moved away, the Japanese army arrived at the foot of Jurong Mountain. The brigade commander ordered the artillery regiment to use mules and horses to pull the cannons up to Maoshan.

"Master, Master, the Japanese have come up the mountain with a lot of cannons."

Shi Jian looked at the panicked disciple and said calmly: "Call the remaining brothers of yours over here."

Tang Nian'en and the remaining fellow disciples stood in a row, and Shi Jian handed him a long bundle.

"Nian'en, the rest of you go down from the back mountain and head to Taihang Mountain to find your Senior Brother Shen. Give this to him and pass on Master's order. He will be the next mountain master to lead Shangqing Maoshan!"

Tang Nian'en took the bag and said to Shi Jian: "Master, let's go together. The Japanese are coming with great force and have a lot of cannons."

Shi Jian touched his head and said, "Kid, when you grow up, you will know that sometimes you can go, and sometimes you can't retreat. Go ahead. Although you guys haven't mastered the talismans yet, you can control Dean Dai's curse and these devils can't stop you."

After several disciples kowtowed to Shi Jian, they stood up and went down the mountain from the back.

There were also a few old junior brothers who did not know any magic on the mountain and they all gathered at the entrance of the Sanmao Zhenjun Temple.

"Brother, is it worth it?"

Shi Jian stroked his beard and smiled, "I can't catch up with the old Heavenly Master and the Left Sect Leader in terms of cultivation, but the thing I am most proud of is that I accepted Xiaoyan as my disciple. It is worth it to use my flesh and blood to exchange for the resistance of all the aliens! Maoshan has a successor, I am worthy of the founder!"

"Haha, Senior Brother is right. I have only been able to recite scriptures and lecture notes throughout my life, and have never practiced any Maoshan magic. Master always said that I was a nerd, but today I have to go into battle and kill the enemy."

A Taoist priest who was about the same age as Shi Jian said with a smile, holding a hatchet in his hand.

At this time, a group of Japanese soldiers walked in from outside the door.

"I am Masao Hoshino, the adjutant of the Yoshida Brigade of the Imperial Japanese Empire. May I ask who is the person in charge of Maoshan?"

Masao Hoshino and an interpreter stood in the center.

Shi Jian swung his whisk with one hand and walked up: "Wulian Tianzun, I am Shi Jian, the head of Maoshan. What can I do for you?"

"You, Maoshan, helped the anti-Japanese elements and caused great damage to the empire. And is Shen Yan, the deputy commander of the New First Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, your disciple?"

"He is my apprentice. He is my favorite apprentice."

Hoshino Masao looked at Shi Jian, who was smiling without any fear, and was immediately furious: "You..."

Then he suppressed his anger and said, "Old Taoist priest, the Imperial Army respects you Taoists very much. I hope you can join the Imperial Army to persuade Shen Yan to surrender. In this way, you can have whatever you want, even become the state religion of the Empire of Japan."

After listening to the translator's words, Shi Jian closed his eyes. When he opened them again, lightning flashed in his eyes.

"dream!"

Shi Jian condensed several bolts of lightning in his hands and smashed them onto the group of Japanese soldiers, turning them into charcoal and leaving only the leader Masao Hoshino.

Shi Jian locked his neck and jumped into the air to stand on the roof, throwing Hoshino Masao out of Wanning Palace. His body fell in front of the devils outside the palace.

Brigade Commander Yoshida stood in the distance, watching through a telescope, and then waved his hand. A large number of Japanese soldiers rushed into Wanning Palace with guns in hand.

At this time, the roof of Wanning Palace was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and several thunderbolts fell from the sky and struck the devils. Black smoke rose from the open space of Wanning Palace.

Shi Jian's other fellow apprentices all fought with the devils with their weapons. The uncle who didn't know any magic killed two devils with a hatchet, but was stabbed in the back with a bayonet by the devil behind him.

"Little devil, I'll fuck your grandma!"

The immortal who had never said any foul language in his life uttered the first foul word in his life, turned around and slashed the devil's neck with a hatchet. But he also fell to the ground exhausted.

Hundreds of Japanese soldiers who rushed in were turned into charcoal by Shi Jian's thunder. Yoshida, who was outside, frowned and murmured after watching it.

“Are there really gods in this world?”

Then he ordered the soldiers to retreat, and the cannons were pushed forward one after another. The artillery of three regiments, dozens of cannons were pointed at Wanning Palace.

"fire!"

“Boom boom boom boom boom….”

Seeing this, Shi Jian jumped into the air and threw out a dozen talismans from his arms.

"Protective talisman, the Shangqing Five Warriors Talisman!"

Several talismans were woven into a large net in front of him, which actually blocked all the shells. The shells exploded in the Qi wall formed by the talismans. Shi Jian was also blown far away by the recoil of the shells.

Blood gushed out of Shi Jian's mouth, and he jumped onto the roof again with disheveled hair.

Yoshida looked at him in panic: "Fire! Fire! Blow this place to pieces!"