Under One Person: I am the Master of Maoshan

After leaving Mount Maoshan, Shen Yan decided to go to Yinghe Tower in Suzhou City to find Boss Liu for information, and then return to his home in Chang'an City to wait for changes in the situation. According to the course of history, there are still three months before the biggest turning point in history comes, and his chance will also come.

After entering Suzhou City, he found a clothing store and bought a long robe, then went into a barber shop to cut his long hair. After all, the Taoist attire was quite eye-catching, and it would be impossible for him to join the army anywhere in this attire.

"Hey, young Taoist priest, what can I do for you?" The barber looked at Shen Yan in confusion.

Two words popped out of Shen Yan's mouth: "Shave"

The barber's expression was somewhat questioning: "Are you ready to return to secular life?"

"Um"

After styling his hair and changing into a long robe, Shen Yan walked into Yinghe Tower. There were not many people eating there at this time, and they were all young people from various sects. Since Maoshan has always been rather old-fashioned and did not have much interaction with other sects, Shen Yan was not familiar with the characters outside the plot.

The waiter came over and said, "Sir..." Then he rubbed his eyes and said, "Master Shen Xiaodao?"

Shen Yan smiled slightly: "Is Uncle Liu here? I want to ask him something."

"Yes, please come in." The waiter led him into a small private room and ordered the kitchen to serve four dishes and a pot of wine.

Not long after, Liu Wei walked into the room, reeking of alcohol: "Hey~ rare guest, why is the young master dressed like this?"

Shen Yan stood up and clasped his fists: "Hello Uncle Liu, I am returning to secular life today."

Liu Wei seemed a little unconvinced: "Old Mountain Master, are you willing to let you return to secular life?"

Shen Yan filled his glass and toasted him: "Uncle Liu, I came down the mountain this time to eliminate the Japanese invaders. You are not an outsider, so I came here to consult you about joining the army."

Liu Wei was shocked, and the drunkenness disappeared from his face. "You are a rich kid, and a disciple of Mount Mao, why do you want to wade into this muddy water? There will be support if the sky falls, and it is not certain that we can start a fight now."

Shen Yan said righteously: "It's meaningless to talk about the fact that every citizen has a share of responsibility for the fate of a country. I just can't swallow this anger. I don't want to see the city full of wronged souls every time I go down the mountain. I want to use my power to cleanse the world and get these invaders out of our land."

Liu Wei laughed and looked at Shen Yan with some appreciation: "Go ahead, if you have anything to ask me, I will tell you everything you have said."

"Uncle Liu, I want to join the army. Your Jianghu Inn has many guests, so there must be a way."

Liu Wei took a sip of wine and wiped his mouth: "It's just a small matter, it's not difficult. I have a few friends in Jinling City, it's not difficult to send you to the military school."

"Uncle Liu, I don't want to go then I want to go" and then wrote a word on the table.

Liu Wei looked serious after reading it: "Do you know that they are still being chased deep in the mountains and being attacked by planes and artillery?"

"I know, but I also know that they are the only ones who can save China. The person who wrote the diary is unreliable."

Liu Wei sneered, and after thinking deeply for a while, he spoke: "Well, for the sake of your Shen family and Maoshan's reputation, I can't refuse. I will write a letter and you can take it to the holy land of northern Shaanxi to find a Mr. Luo. I had some friendship with him in the Magic City ten years ago. He will arrange everything for you afterwards."

Shen Yan bowed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Liu."

Liu Wei waved his hand to let him sit down, but his eyes saw the sword he inserted into his backpack: "Haha, it seems that I have to call you Little Mountain Master from now on."

Shen Yan was a little confused: "What little mountain master?"

"Don't you know? The sword you carry is only the masters of Maoshan Mountain in previous generations. It seems that the old master has placed the future of Maoshan on you."

Shen Yan took out the wooden sword, his eyes slightly sore. He didn't expect that his master would have such high hopes for him.

After resting for a night in Yinghe Tower, Shen Yan set out for his hometown in Shaanxi the next day with Liu Wei's letter, intending to go home first and then rush to the holy land.

There was no conversation along the way. That day he arrived at a small county town on the Guanzhong Road in Shaanxi. It was still early, so he bought some dry food and continued on his way. When the sun turned west, Shen Yan found a small village ahead, so he planned to stay there for the night.

But when Shen Yan walked into the village, he found that the whole village was empty and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Shen Yan frowned and checked every house but did not find any traces of human beings. He had no choice but to rest in the dilapidated temple at the entrance of the village.

In the middle of the night, Shen Yan felt a gust of cold wind outside, as well as the crying of men, women, old and young. The sound woke him up from his dream. Shen Yan walked out of the temple gate and looked outside, and was shocked.

The village outside the temple was filled with spirits. Men, women, old and young were all crying. Shen Yan's scalp tingled, so he opened the protective amulet, let the power of the Three Elements spread around his body, and walked over.

Shen Yan approached a man and was about to ask him a question, but the surrounding undead discovered him and immediately ran around looking for places to hide. There was no way Shen Yan's body amulet and three-level power had a natural restraint on these undead.

Shen Yan had no choice but to forcibly hold a male spirit and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, I am a Taoist priest from Maoshan and I will not hurt you."

After comforting him for a long time, the spirit's emotions returned to normal, and Shen Yan finally understood what had happened.

The male spirit is called Li Dabao, and the village is called Lijia Village. A week ago, bandits under the Ma family in the northwest entered Shaanxi under the banner of Qinghong, looted Lijia Village, and slaughtered all the men, women and children in the village.

Shen Yan was furious after hearing this, but he suppressed his anger and said to Li Dabao, "Call them all out, I will perform a ritual to help you all to be reborn. If we take too long, the resentment in you will grow and you will never be able to be reborn again."

After hearing this, Li Dabao knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously. He quickly gathered the villagers. Shen Yan found a table in the village, took out the necessary items from his backpack, set up the altar, and changed into a Taoist robe.

Light a censer of incense, circulate Qi to activate the Three Purities Bell, and after reciting the Great Master's Three Lives Resolving Grievances three times, the souls of the dead below will turn into golden light and go to another world.

"We have dealt with the dead, now it's time to settle the accounts with the living." Shen Yan's eyes were sharp.

Shen Yan set up a simple protective Qi system around his body, then sat cross-legged and used magic to enter the inner scene. The inner scene is a skill that every sorcerer will master.

The sorcerer can seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, but the information can only be mastered by himself. This is the so-called 'heavenly secrets cannot be leaked', and every time a question is asked, it consumes his own vitality.

Shen Yan asked silently in his heart: "Where should I go to find the horse bandits who killed the villagers of Lijia Village? I want to know who the leader is and his birth date."

A fist-sized ball of light appeared in front of him. It seemed that the impact of this group of horse bandits on the world was minimal. Shen Yan used thunder magic to smash the ball of light into pieces.

After getting the answer, Shen Yan returned to reality. He kept the name "Ma Tiantao" in mind, packed his bags, found a room to rest, and waited for dawn.

As the sky brightened, Shen Yan packed up his necessary things, took out two copies of Dean Dai's curse, shouted "Edict", and ran towards the northwest.

Young people are always full of passion, and always yearn for the life described in Li Bai's poem: "Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles."

Moreover, Shen Yan felt that there was no need to hold back on the Northwestern Ma family. He could just use them as a token of his allegiance!