Under One Person: I am the Master of Maoshan

"Junior brother, have you been practicing well recently?" Shen Yan teased his junior brother.

Tang Nian'en's face was as red as a bun, and he was silent for a long time: "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can test it."

Shen Yan was amused by him and secretly took out a few spells from his pocket and shot them at him and his legs: "Then Senior Brother, I want to test your courage. Wear the Dean's spell, command..."

Shen Yan pulled his arm, and the two of them rushed forward like flying, jumping around on the surrounding trees.

"Slow down, senior brother, slow down, I'm scared." Tang Nian'en was so scared that he burst into tears.

In a few minutes, the two arrived at the front hall. Tang Nian'en was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"Nonsense!" Shi Jian's voice floated in Shen Yan's ears.

Shen Yan scratched his head awkwardly, took out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his junior brother's mouth, which made him burst into laughter.

Shen Yan greeted Shi Jian and his fellow brothers and stood aside.

Shi Jian cleared his throat and said, "Zi Bu, Xiao Yan, go back to your room, pack your bags, and follow me down the mountain."

Zheng Zibu and Shen Yan were a little surprised. The Ghost Festival had just passed, so why did they suddenly have to go down the mountain for the ritual? Shen Yan asked, "Master, what happened?"

Shi Jian sighed, "I received a message from your ninth uncle this morning. Your uncle's apprentice secretly watched a ghost show performed by a singing and dancing school, which disturbed the dead souls, causing them to scatter and cause chaos. You two should follow your master down the mountain to pray for the souls of the dead."

Shen Yan thought, isn’t this the plot of Zombie Supreme? However, there are no ghost messengers in this world, and his master is not as unkind as in the movies. He just doesn’t know if Uncle Nine is Uncle Ying.

"Yuhang, take your fellow apprentices and guard the mountain gate. Master, please leave as soon as possible and come back as soon as possible."

Shen Yan and his fellow apprentices clasped their fists and bowed: "We will follow your orders, Master."

Shen Yan returned to his room to pack his luggage. He took 50 of each of the Twelve, Six, Ding and Six Jia talismans, and also packed up the silver needles and wooden sword and slung them across his body.

The master and his two disciples rode fast horses to Guangzhou, and after three days of sleeping in the open, they arrived at Uncle Jiu's charity cemetery.

There were already many fellow disciples waiting inside the charity cemetery. As soon as the three of them walked into the gate of the charity cemetery, they heard a voice from inside: "Who does he think he is? Why are we all waiting for him alone?"

"He is my senior brother, your great uncle, who do you think he is?"

Shen Yan and Zheng Zibu frowned after hearing this, but Shi Jian strode inside as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Hello, Master Uncle." The fellow disciples on both sides of the charity cemetery bowed their heads and greeted him.

Everyone in the room came out hurriedly: "Greetings, Senior Brother"

Shi Jian raised his hand in return: "No need to be polite, please come in, fellow disciples." After saying that, he walked straight to the main seat in the middle and sat down.

Shen Yan felt a little amused when looking at everyone. Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng and Wencai looked really similar to those in the movie.

Wencai turned his head and said to Qiu Sheng: "Look at what he is doing, he came in and took our master's place."

The sound was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly. Just as Uncle Jiu was about to scold, Shen Yan shot a silver needle straight towards Wencai's Yamen acupoint.

Wencai suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed as if he were having a seizure.

Shi Jian snorted, "How rude! Hurry up and get the needle for your senior brother. How can you act so recklessly in such an occasion?"

Shen Yan clasped his fists and said yes, then walked up to Wencai and took out the silver needle.

"This must be the young master of the Shen family in Chang'an, right?" Uncle Jiu asked.

Shi Jian nodded and said to Shen Yan and the others, "Why don't you greet your uncles?"

After Shen Yan and the other two greeted each other, they stood on either side of Shi Jian. Uncle Jiu looked at his apprentice and then at Shen Yan and the other two, and couldn't help but sighed: "It's true that people are dying when compared to others."

"What do you think about this matter, fellow brothers?" Shi Jian asked.

Uncle Jiu stood up and said, "Brother, we plan to use the Xiantian Bagua formation to collect the wronged souls and wait for an auspicious day to perform salvation."

Shi Jian thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's use the Xiantian Bagua Formation. But to activate the Bagua Formation, we need to draw out the wronged souls. Who will do this?"

"Brother, just let Qiu Sheng and Wencai go. They are the ones who caused the trouble, and the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it," said Uncle Jiu with a bow.

Shi Jian was somewhat worried and planned to let Zheng Zibu and Shen Yan go, but he could not resist Uncle Jiu's insistence, so he had to give up in the end.

After finalizing the plan, Shi Jian advised Uncle Jiu again: "Brother, you must strictly discipline your disciples in the future. Fortunately, this time, the disruption of the ghost show of the dancers did not cause a dispute between the two sects. You must recite scriptures more often and cultivate your character. Don't do such stupid things again."

Uncle Jiu lowered his head and remembered that when he was learning martial arts in Maoshan, the eldest brother's skills were taught by the master, and they were all brought up by the eldest brother, so they respected the eldest brother very much.

Afterwards, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Zheng Zibu and Shen Yan stayed in the same room, preparing for collecting the spirits in the evening.

"Junior brother, your Ghost Gate Needle technique has reached perfection. This is cause for celebration," Zheng Zibu praised Shen Yan.

"Brother, please stop making fun of me. What do you think of Qiu Sheng and Wencai?" Shen Yan asked.

Zheng Zibu thought for a moment and replied, "From what I have seen, they don't look like evildoers, but they have bad personalities, which really doesn't seem like the kind of people we are from Mount Mao."

The two brothers chatted for a while and then began to sit cross-legged in meditation with their eyes closed.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, everyone rushed to the venue and set up the Xiantian Bagua Formation. Among the people present, Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu had the highest cultivation. Shi Jian stepped on the northwest Qian position, and Uncle Jiu stepped on the corresponding southeast Xun position.

Everyone was waiting for Qiu Sheng and Wencai at the altar.

After an incense stick of time, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were seen running in panic, shouting, "Master! Help! Help!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them and shook his head helplessly. When the two of them and the wronged souls entered the formation, everyone turned over and jumped off the platform, holding magic tools and began to collect the spirits.

Shen Yan and the other two watched as others were holding Qiankun Flags, Soul Collecting Banners and other items to collect wronged souls one by one. Shi Jian wanted to test Shen Yan: "Yan'er, what method do you think should be used to collect souls?"

Shen Yan held his chin up and thought for a moment before saying, "Under the condition of not harming the dead souls, I will use Tianfu to counterattack the gate."

"Go down and try it. I will show you how to fight."

Shen Yan agreed and took out eight silver needles wrapped with talismans from his pocket, four talismans to break evil spirits and four talismans to protect the body. He arranged the eight silver needles according to the four directions of Chou, Mao, Si, and Wu, and accurately shot two needles at each direction towards the ground.

He held a wooden sword in his hand, circulated Qi and silently chanted: "When the sky assists, there is no danger of sin. Even if the axe is in front of you, the sky will still forgive you. The sky assists the door and the situation is coming. Open it."

A green Qi Bureau was unfolded in the Qian position. All the dead souls that entered the Qian position were fixed, but they were not harmed at all. When Shen Yan saw that the Qi Bureau was completed, he shouted to Zheng Zibu: "Brother, collect the souls."

Zheng Zibu took out the Qiankun Altar and collected all the dead souls into it. Suddenly, the Qiankun Altar became empty with only the master and his three disciples left.

Shi Jian couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, and didn't hesitate to praise him at all. But at this time, something unexpected happened in the Bagua Formation. The resentment of an wronged soul surged and turned into Yin Sha, which wanted to break the Bagua Formation, so it rushed towards Wencai's weakest side.

Wencai was possessed by an evil spirit without paying attention, and the evil spirit used his physical body to break through the Bagua formation and escape far away.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu became anxious and asked Shi Jian what to do. Shi Jian saw that most of the souls in the formation had been captured, so he took Shen Yan and Uncle Jiu with him to chase after them.

"Dean Dai's Magical Mantra"

Everyone immediately chased after him with the help of magic spells, only to see an open space in front of them where Wencai was lying alone.