Under One Person: I am the Master of Maoshan

Shen Yan walked up and circulated Qi around Wencai's body, then said to Shi Jian: "Master, Wencai is fine, he was just too frightened and some Yin Qi entered his body."

Shi Jian nodded slightly after listening, still looking around. Shen Yan took out a heart-purifying talisman and placed it on the spiritual platform below Wencai's sternum, and shouted: "Command!"

The talisman turned into golden light and entered Wencai's body. After a while, Wencai woke up and looked around in confusion.

"Master, why am I here?" Wencai asked Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu was also looking around, and they all felt that the energy around them was very cold, like an ice cellar.

"Wencai, try to recall what you saw after you got here," Uncle Jiu shouted at him.

Wencai shook his head and recalled carefully: "I don't know how I got here, I just remember there was a big golden coffin, and then I saw you guys"

"Golden coffin?"

After listening to this, Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu looked at each other, and they both had a premonition that something was wrong.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Shen Yan looked up at the sky and murmured, "Is it going to rain?"

Just as he finished speaking, raindrops began to fall from the sky. In an instant, there was thunder and lightning. Not far away, a huge golden coffin broke out of the ground, and a bolt of lightning struck the coffin directly.

The huge golden coffin was torn into pieces, and a zombie wearing yellow Qing-style cotton armor appeared, with an evil aura emanating from its body.

Shen Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Rainy days, royal zombies, and evil spirits entering the body, these buffs were stacked up to the maximum.

"Master...Master, what should I do?" Shen Yan couldn't help but feel a little timid. Facing this kind of thing, everyone would feel scared.

Shi Jian chuckled: "Are you scared?"

Shen Yan said stubbornly: "No"

"Then go up and try it."

Just give it a try, Shen Yan calmed himself down, took out a silver needle from his pocket, and thought about how to deal with it.

Uncle Jiu was a little worried: "Brother, let's attack together. Shen Yan's cultivation is good, but he is still young after all. It is too difficult for him to deal with the royal zombies."

Shi Jian waved his hand and said: "It's okay, there is still Zi Bu to help him observe the formation, it's a small matter"

Seeing how confident he was, Uncle Jiu didn't want to persuade him anymore and just stood by, guarding against him with a peach wood sword in hand.

Shen Yan activated the protective talisman and stepped forward to test the zombie. When the zombie saw Shen Yan approaching, it rushed towards him. Shen Yan suddenly jumped up and threw out two silver needles from his hands, piercing the zombie's legs.

"Hurry up and follow the order, stop!" Two talisman needles wrapped with the Jiashu Stopping Foot Talisman tightly clasped the zombie's legs like the roots of an old tree.

The zombie was difficult to get rid of for a while, so Shen Yan threw twelve silver needles in a row, arranging the Qi Bureau according to twelve different directions. The first needle was placed above, the second needle was placed below the Azure Dragon... and the last needle was placed below the White Tiger.

After the arrangement was completed, he silently chanted: "I respectfully invite the Western team leader, the Great White Emperor, the Great Gengxin, to descend upon this game. The White Tiger will change the evil gate, open, open, open."

The White Tiger Changing Evil Gate is the most evil formation among the Six Dings and Six Jias that Shen Yan can currently master. As the saying goes, if you sit in the White Tiger Hall, there will be disasters even if there is no disaster. In the formation, there is a white tiger phantom with a golden glow, which keeps tearing and swallowing the black energy in the formation.

Soon a wailing sounded in the formation: "Let me go! Let me go!"

Shen Yan ignored him. Yin Sha, who was completely infected by resentment, had no rationality left and could only be killed.

The black Qi in the Qi Bureau was completely devoured, and the zombie drooped its head. Shen Yan wiped the sweat off his face, turned around and sat on the ground, as if he wanted to take credit from his master.

But suddenly the zombie broke free and ran straight towards Shen Yan. Shen Yan's heart suddenly sank: "I was careless. Zombies are creatures without souls, and the White Tiger Qi Bureau only targets Yin spirits."

It was too late for Shen Yan to dodge. He felt a sudden flash of lightning in front of him. When he looked closely, he saw Shi Jian surrounded by lightning and holding the zombie's head with one hand.

"My disciple, remember, you must not be careless when dealing with zombies." After saying this, lightning flashed in Shi Jian's eyes. He shouted loudly, "Shangqing Five Thunder Method", and used a thunder in one hand to smash the zombie.

"Rumble"

After a burst of thunder, the zombie was split into a smoking mummy, its head turned into powder, and it was completely dead.

Shen Yan looked at the scene in front of him and recalled the famous lines from his previous life: "If darkness covers everything, I will be the last ray of light, shattering the darkness with thunder!" The Thunder King is so terrifying.

"Your actions are acceptable, but a bit careless. I punish you by making you copy the Tao Te Ching ten times when you return to the mountain. Do you have any objection?" Shi Jian asked, helping Shen Yan up.

Shen Yan shook his head: "No, Master."

Shi Jian patted his head and said, "You still need more experience."

Uncle Jiu stepped forward and congratulated him: "Brother, your Five Thunder Technique is still as powerful as ever."

"Thank you for the compliment, Junior Brother"

Wencai was turning over the coffin at this time: "Master, I'm rich, this coffin is made of pure gold!"

Uncle Jiu heard his shout and shook his head, thinking, "Why is there such a big difference between these disciples?" But he also asked Xiang Shijian, "Big Brother, how should we deal with these floating assets?"

Shi Jian pondered for a moment and said, "Let's change it into food and distribute it to the people around here. This zombie is in this misfortune today because of the sins he committed in his lifetime. Now that everything has disappeared, it should all be returned to the people around here."

The two men discussed a countermeasure and transported the gold nuggets back to the charity cemetery. Qiu Sheng and several of his uncles had already collected all the wronged souls. When they saw them coming back, they all rushed forward to greet them.

Hearing that Shen Yan had single-handedly challenged the royal zombies with the Qi Bureau, they all kept praising him. After handling the follow-up matters and staying in Uncle Jiu's charity cemetery for a few more days, Shen Yan and his two disciples started to rush back to Maoshan.

They were in a hurry when they came here, and on the way back, the master and his three disciples traveled along the way, enjoying the beautiful scenery of our motherland.

When they arrived outside Suzhou city, the three of them looked at the bustling scene with some confusion, as all the passers-by seemed to be rushing back into the city in a hurry.

Shen Yan looked around and asked Xiang Shijian: "Master, what day is the market today? Why are all these people rushing into the city?"

Shi Jian was also a little confused: "The market is held on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Why is there a market today, the eighth day? Just go to Yinghe Tower and you will know."

When they walked into the city, the three of them found many parades.

The newsboy kept waving the newspaper in his hand: "Extraordinary, Extraordinary, the Japanese army attacked Shenyang yesterday and captured Shenyang's Beidaying in the early morning of today."

Hearing the newsboy's voice, Shen Yan was struck by lightning and grabbed a newspaper from the boy like crazy.

The newsboy was so frightened that he dared not say a word. Seeing this, Zheng Zibu took out a few copper coins from his pocket and handed them to him.

Shen Yan burst into tears as he looked at the newspaper. Shi Jian and Zheng Zibu also fell silent.

"September 18th, the eternal pain of the Chinese people"

来到这个世界的时间太长了，沈琰习惯性的每天看着农历，却忘记了这个时间点：“公元1931年9月18日 农历8月初7”

"Master, what should we do? What should we do?" Shen Yan asked Xiang Shijian with sobs.

"Back to the Mountain"

After Shi Jian finished speaking, he led the two of them back to Mount Maoshan and returned to Wanning Palace. Li Yuhang and his fellow disciples who stayed behind loudly congratulated them, "Welcome back to the mountain, Master!"

Shi Jian, however, said with a straight face: "Everyone, gather at the entrance of Sanmao Hall."

Li Yuhang and his fellow disciples looked at their master with a gloomy face, and also at Zheng Zibu who had no smile on his face. Even the usually quirky Shen Yan looked distraught.

Everyone knew that something big was happening, and everyone sat down in front of the Sanmao Temple.

Shi Jian said to Zheng Zibu: "Distribute the newspapers to everyone."