Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

The office lights were a stark white, shining on the domino that gleamed with a chilling aura, and also reflecting Yan Sen's unwavering eyes.

"The Twelve White Lotus Separation Technique?"

Zhang Lingyu repeated the obscure name, his brows furrowed deeply.

As the legitimate successor of the Celestial Master's Mansion, he studied the Taoist Canon from a young age. Although he would not say he knew everything about various talismans and spells, he was quite knowledgeable.

But he had never heard of this Zen-like technique before.

"It's normal that you and Uncle Liao haven't heard of it. This thing was wiped out once by the combined forces of good and evil during the Ming and Qing dynasties. It's an old thing that should have been in its coffin long ago."

Yan Sen flipped the dominoes between his fingers with a flippant motion, as if he were playing with a chip, but the words that came out of his mouth sent chills down one's spine.

"This method was originally passed down from the Zoroastrianism. Later, it was improved by the monks who used evil magic in various dynasties. Finally, it was popularized by the White Lotus Sect. It is said that back then, the people of the White Lotus Sect even wanted to use this to support the Qing Dynasty and destroy the foreigners."

"Simply put, this method involves the practitioner treating themselves as the 'main lotus,' or lotus seedpod, and then seeking out twelve people whose birth dates and times are compatible to serve as 'petals.'"

Yan Sen extended a finger and pointed at the bloody photos on the table.

"These people must have their zodiac signs strictly correspond to the twelve earthly branches. The practitioner will use extremely cruel methods—such as skinning, pulling out tendons, or sawing open the victim's skull bit by bit while the victim is conscious—to lock the victim's resentment in the body through extreme pain, preventing the soul from dissipating. In short, the crueler the better."

"Finally, this spirit, filled with resentment and unwillingness, was introduced into the still-warm brain, and swallowed raw as a 'lotus seed'."

Zhang Lingyu's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his stomach churned violently. He instinctively clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"Swallowing...a human brain?"

"Yes, this is what is called 'planting lotus'." Yan Sen's voice remained calm, as if he were describing the process of making a dark dish. "Once all twelve lotus petals are in place and take root and sprout in the main lotus, this evil magic will be complete. At that time, the caster will be invulnerable to swords and spears and impervious to water and fire, which is the most basic requirement. The key is that this resentment can corrupt magical artifacts and disturb people's minds."

"In terms of sheer power, the Twelve White Lotus Separation Technique is even more powerful than things like Willow Spirit Child or Seven Fiends Body Gathering. Among superior evil arts, it is one of the most powerful."

"hiss......"

Liao Zhong, who was standing to the side, gasped sharply, almost burning his fingers with the cigarette butt in his hand.

Having worked in this line of work for so many years, what kind of perverts haven't he seen? But this madman who treats human life as worthless as grass, and even uses it as "ingredients" for cultivation, still made his scalp tingle and his back feel cold.

Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the nausea and anger in her heart, and her eyes became sharper than ever before.

"Yan Sen, now that you know the details of this evil magic, where should we go to find him? Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes, and it's very clear."

Yan Sen stood up from the sofa, walked to the window, and looked at the dazzling night view of Guangzhou outside the window. A flash of blue-gold light appeared in his eyes.

"Cultivating this evil art requires extremely strict conditions regarding the environment and timing, and must be in harmony with the flow of the earth's energy. Judging from the birth dates of the eight people he has harmed so far, the zodiac signs he is currently missing from the twelve earthly branches should be—Zi, Chou, and Yin."

Yan Sen turned around, his gaze fixed on Zhang Lingyu, a hint of testing in his eyes: "Xiaoyu, you're a high-ranking official of the Zhengyi sect, you should be familiar with the Jingfang Najia system. Tell me, what are the corresponding directions for Zi, Chou, and Yin in the Later Heaven Bagua?"

This fundamental theory was as natural to Zhang Lingyu as breathing; he answered without hesitation:

"Zi belongs to water and corresponds to the Kan Palace, which is due north; Chou belongs to earth and Yin belongs to wood, both belonging to the Gen Palace, which is northeast."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lingyu seemed to have caught something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yan Sen snapped his fingers, turned to look at Liao Zhong, and a confident smile curved his lips: "Uncle Liao, this is your territory. In Guangzhou, where is the place that combines the water energy of the Kan Palace in the due north with the mountainous terrain of the Gen Palace in the northeast, where the two palaces meet and yin and yang are in harmony?"

Liao Zhong uttered three words almost without hesitation:

"Baiyun Mountain!"

"That's right." Yan Sen grabbed the dominoes from the table and stuffed them into his pocket. "This successor of the White Lotus Sect will definitely choose White Cloud Mountain as his training ground and complete his final ritual here. Once he gathers the last three lotus petals, things will get complicated."

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

Liao Zhong suddenly stood up, grabbed the walkie-talkie on the table, and pressed the red all-channel broadcast button.

"Attention all group members! This is Liao Zhong!"

"Except for those on leave or on duty, all personnel currently on duty who do not have other tasks should assemble immediately!"

"Target: Baiyun Mountain! Move out immediately! Seal off all the exits, trails, and even rat holes leading down the mountain! Only entry is allowed; no exit!"

"Furthermore, notify the police to assist in sealing off the mountain and roads under the guise of an 'anti-terrorism drill'! Within ten minutes, I want Baiyun Mountain to become an isolated island!"

At Liao Zhong's command, the massive South China branch machine instantly started operating at full power.

......

Guangzhou at night is bustling with traffic and glittering with neon lights.

The South China branch of Nadutong, a place that is no different from an ordinary express delivery transfer center on ordinary days, has finally shown its fangs.

Electric tricycles, Jinbei vans, and cargo vans bearing the "NaDuTong" logo were all set out.

Passersby noticed that the deliverymen seemed unusually busy tonight, each one looking hurried and with sharp eyes.

"Hey driver, where are you delivering goods so late at night? There are so many vehicles?" A taxi driver waiting at a red light leaned out and asked the delivery truck next to him curiously.

The delivery guy in the car rolled down the window, revealing half his face. He grinned, showing off a set of bright white teeth: "Team building, let's go to Baiyun Mountain for a barbecue."

"Oh? Well... then I hope you bake well."

The taxi driver swallowed hard and silently rolled up the window.

What kind of team building barbecue is this? It looks like you guys are going to chop people up.

At the very front of the line, a black delivery van sped along the lane.

Yan Sen sat in the passenger seat with the window half-rolled down, the wind blowing his hair wildly.

He gripped the domino tightly in his hand, and the bluish-gold light that was originally only in the depths of his pupils now completely filled his eyes, even overflowing from the corners of his eyes, leaving two faint streaks of light in the air.

[All things are connected by Qi], 80% activated.

In his view, the world is no longer a collection of materials, but an interweaving of countless lines.

The colorful Qi lines crisscrossed, like a tangled mess.

Gray represents inanimate buildings; white represents the vitality of ordinary people; green represents the essence of plants; and golden represents the earth's ley lines and dragon energy.

"It's too messy..."

Yan Sen frowned slightly. This megacity with a population of tens of millions was so popular that it caused severe magnetic interference.

Finding someone in such an environment is easier said than done.

But he didn't give up; instead, he became even more focused.

"We can only take it one step at a time!"

Yan Sen muttered to himself as he immersed his consciousness in the process, meticulously filtering out useless information like tweezers.

As he focused, the white Qi lines representing ordinary people in his field of vision began to fade and disappear.

"And these too."

The faint points of light representing small animals and the golden bands of light representing the earth's veins also disappeared.

The world became gray and empty at that moment.

Amidst this gloom, a conspicuous, almost blackish-red Qi line, exuding a strong aura of bloodlust and resentment, emerged clearly, like ink dripping onto white paper.

It was intermittent, but it always pointed in the same direction.

The frequency of that energy was exactly the same as the fluctuations emanating from the dominoes in Yan Sen's hand!

"Found it."

Yan Sen's lips curled into a smile, a hint of hunter's excitement flashing in his eyes. He picked up the walkie-talkie in the car, his voice calm and clear:

"Uncle Liao, I've spotted the target."

"Good!" Liao Zhong's gruff voice came from the walkie-talkie, accompanied by the screech of brakes and the cacophony of commands. "I've got the foot of the mountain completely surrounded, and the police are on duty. Now, not even a fly can get off the whole mountain!"

"You and Master Lingyu go first! Remember, be careful! Since that bastard dares to practice such evil arts, he might have some kind of suicidal scheme. Once you start fighting, don't hold back! Ten minutes! If you can't finish him in ten minutes, I'll bring my men up!"

"OK, ten minutes is enough time for him to die several times over."

Yan Sen hung up the walkie-talkie, and the van executed a beautiful drift, coming to a steady stop within the blockade at the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

The car door opened, and Yan Sen and Zhang Lingyu jumped out.

At this moment, the foot of the mountain was brightly lit. Countless employees dressed in NaDuTong uniforms stood ready, holding powerful flashlights and various magical artifacts. In the distance, police lights flashed along the cordon, turning half the sky red and blue.

"Lingyu, are you ready?"

Yan Sen flexed his wrists and turned to look at Zhang Lingyu beside him.

At this moment, Zhang Lingyu was no longer the lukewarm and hesitant man he usually was. His clothes, which were originally somewhat disheveled, were now fluttering in the wind, and golden light flowed around him. It was no longer a thin layer of defense, but a solid, armor-like substance.

In his eyes burned a flame called "anger".

"Yan Sen, you don't need to lift a finger this time."

Zhang Lingyu's voice was low, yet it carried an unwavering determination: "I will personally take down this utterly depraved beast!"

"Hey, you've got quite the nerve."

Yan Sen grinned, not refuting, but instead patted Zhang Lingyu on the back, "Alright, then I'll back you up. But don't cry if you can't beat them, remember to shout 'Brother Yan, save me,' it's not shameful."

"Pah!"

Zhang Lingyu snorted coldly, and with a flash of golden light beneath her feet, she shot into the dark forest like a golden lightning bolt.

Yan Sen looked at the hurried figure and shook his head helplessly. Then his eyes turned cold, and he activated the Shrinking Earth Technique. A yellowish-brown halo exploded on the ground, and he instantly disappeared from his spot, following closely behind.

The silence in the mountains and forests was terrifying.

The hustle and bustle of the city seemed to be shut out the moment you entered the mountain gate. There were no insect chirps, no birdsong, only a deathly silence and an increasingly heavy, sweet and fishy smell.

Following the red and black energy line, the two sped along, their figures leaping and bounding between treetops and rocks.

Soon, the terrain ahead began to become treacherous. A secluded mountain hollow appeared before them, surrounded by jagged rocks, forming a natural gathering place for qi.

In the center of that mountain valley, a suffocating aura of resentment permeated the surroundings.

Yan Sen stopped and reached out to stop Zhang Lingyu, who was about to rush forward.

He squinted, staring at a huge stone platform deep in the mountain valley, where a figure could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a circle of eerie white candles, their flames glowing a ghostly green.

"arrive."

Yan Sen lowered his voice, his tone carrying a chilling undertone.

"It seems we've arrived just in time; this master's 'dinner'... it seems it hasn't even started yet."