Under One Person: I am the Master of Maoshan

The Five Thunder Talismans combined with the Immortal Trapping Talisman tightly wrapped around Zhang Zhiwei, and the lightning tore through the golden light that protected his body in an instant.

At this critical moment, a blue light flashed from Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, and the golden light protecting his body twisted and condensed into lightning, shattering Shen Yan's talisman.

Shen Yan was the second person after Zhang Huaiyi to force out Zhang Zhiwei's thunder magic in the competition.

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Zhiwei's mouth, and his narrow eyes were shining with brilliance.

"Junior Brother Shen is worthy of his reputation. I have really opened my eyes today. I also know a thing or two about thunder magic. Please teach me, Junior Brother!"

Lightning flashed under Zhang Zhiwei's feet, and his Qi energy attacked Shen Yan like endless waves.

Shen Yan looked at the Tiantong Taoist in front of him, and his desire to fight became stronger and stronger. He put away the Tianpeng ruler floating in the air and exhaled a breath of foul air.

"Brother Zhiwei is worthy of being the best of our generation. His cultivation is so profound. I would like to learn from him."

As soon as Shen Yan finished speaking, his eyes were covered by lightning and arcs of electricity surrounded his body, like the Nine Heavens Thunder God.

The two of them stared at each other, as if time had stopped at this moment.

One is the current head of Mount Mao, and the other is a future extraordinary person. These two leaders at the pinnacle of Taoism had their first fight today.

"Brother Zhang, be careful!"

......

As the ninth day of the ninth month approached, representatives from various sects went up the mountain one after another. The Tianshi Mansion was short of staff as some people had been sent down the mountain to join the army, so even Zhang Zhiwei took on the job of welcoming the guests.

Outside the mountain gate of Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Zhiwei was leaning against the wall and chatting with Zhang Huaiyi.

"Brother, is Lord Shen really that strong? Even you are no match for him!" Zhang Huaiyi said in disbelief as he looked at Zhang Zhiwei who was wrapped in bandages beside him.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him and said, "What's the matter, Junior Brother? You seem surprised that I lost."

"No, no," Zhang Huaiyi touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"It's a draw, but given time, it won't be a problem for Master Shen to surpass me."

He looked ahead with a calm expression, as if he was recalling the competition two nights ago.

After a moment, he curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Zhang Huaiyi beside him with ill intent.

"Junior brother, even though I fought him to a draw, it would be a waste if you took over, hahahaha"

Zhang Huaiyi smiled awkwardly when he heard this: "Brother, please stop teasing me. I know my own limitations."

Although he said this, he kept Shen Yan's name in his heart.

At this time, a disciple from the Tianshi Mansion came running from a distance, shouting: "Senior Brother Zhiwei, Huaiyi, the president of Huawu Huigong is here."

After hearing this, Bao Ying and Bai Ge immediately tidied themselves up and waited for the guests.

After a while, a group of people walked up the mountain, led by the president of the Huawu Association, Gong Yusen. Behind him followed a man wrapped in a black robe with only two cold eyes revealed.

"Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi from Tianshi Mansion meet President Gong."

The two bowed to the ground, and President Gong hurriedly supported them: "Thank you, Taoist priests. We are not too late."

"Not too late, not too late. Currently, only the left sect leader is here, and he is discussing things with the master and Junior Brother Shen."

"Oh~"

Upon hearing that Shen Yan had also arrived at the Tianshi Mansion, President Gong was very happy. He had already learned from a previous letter that Gong Er would also accompany him on this trip. The father and daughter had not seen each other for many days and missed each other very much.

A disciple led the way and led everyone into the Tianshi Mansion. Zhang Zhiwei frowned and looked at the back of the man in black robe, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed: "Alas, it seems that our Tianshi Mansion will not be peaceful this time."

......

The disciples of Tianshi Mansion led Gong Yusen and the man in black robe to the backyard. At this time, the old Tianshi Zhang Jingqing, Zuo Rutong and Shen Yan were already outside the door.

"Old Heavenly Master, Chief Zuo, long time no see. How have you been?" President Gong rushed towards the two of them with a smile on his face and bowed.

"Hahaha, President Gong, Chief Zuo and I have been annoyed by your son-in-law these past two days. He is almost exhausting our two old bones."

Hearing Zhang Jingqing's teasing, Shen Yan's face suddenly turned red.

"Greetings to uncle...father."

Gong Yusen looked at Shen Yan with a smile and nodded slightly. He was very satisfied with this son-in-law, both in terms of his family background and his conduct.

But he found that Shen Yan's face was a little pale, and his Qi was a little disordered, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

He put his hand on Shen Yan's shoulder with a serious expression, "How did you get hurt?"

"Uncle, the injuries I received on the battlefield are now healed."

Gong Yusen looked at him with evasive eyes. Shen Yan would not lie to his own people, and it would be easy to see if he told a lie.

Upon seeing this, Gong Yusen did not pursue the matter any further and instead chatted with Tianshi and Zuo Menchang.

After a few people exchanged greetings, Zhang Jingqing looked at the man in black robe behind President Gong.

"Since Brother Ding is here, why bother hiding it?"

"Hehehehe~"

A shrill laugh came from the black robe. The man in black robe took off the black scarf on his face, and a ghost face emerged.

"It's rare that the old master still remembers his old friend. Gong family Ding Lianshan is honored to show his respect."

Gong Yusen pulled Shen Yan over and walked to Ding Lianshan: "Xiao Yan, let me introduce you. This is my senior brother Ding Lianshan. The iron plate Liu Wei gave you before is his."

"It turned out to be Uncle Ding. Thanks to your help, I will never forget it."

Just as Shen Yan was about to pay his respects, Ding Lianshan reached out and held his arm.

Ding Lianshan looked Shen Yan up and down and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you are a great talent just as I imagined. You have done a lot of things that we want to do but dare not do. Don't worry, we old bones will protect you."

"Thank you, Uncle Ding." Shen Yan looked at Ding Lianshan gratefully.

Zhang Jingqing smiled and said, "Don't stand outside, let's talk inside."

Everyone walked into the house and sat down as host and guest. The Taoist boy from the mountain poured hot tea for them and then left, closing the door. Only Shen Yan and others were left in the house.

Zhang Jingqing looked at Ding Lianshan and said straight to the point: "President Gong asked Brother Ding to come out this time. I believe he knows the cause and effect. You have the most experience here. I wonder what Brother Ding thinks."

Ding Lianshan pondered for a moment and said, "I came here this time, first to see Shen Yan, and second to be a ghost. I don't care about other things. But if anyone in the martial arts world dares to succumb to that plaster flag, don't blame me, the ghost, for seeking his life!"

Zhang Jingqing nodded and said jokingly, "You old devil are still so straightforward."

"Haha, Ding has never been one to beat around the bush. I've lived to be eighty-six, and my bones should have been buried long ago. Now that the time has come, there is no reason for me to be a submissive subject to the devils anymore!"