Uncle Nine: Scattering beans to create soldiers? I'm using plants and trees to create soldiers.

"Take this!"

Da Bao shouted loudly, his waist sank, and his right palm, wrapped in yin energy, suddenly slammed forward.

Seeing this, Xiao Bao, who was standing next to him, was equally unwilling to be outdone.

Despite his short legs, he charged forward with remarkable speed, leaping through the air with a powerful push from his two short legs.

"And me!"

"Take a look at my palm!"

Two ghostly figures, one large and one small, struck at the white-clad female ghost from the left and right simultaneously.

The moment her feet touched the blue brick ground, wisps of grayish-yellow energy rose from between the bricks, quickly spreading along her legs to her waist, abdomen, and shoulders, finally converging on her palms.

The originally pale and ethereal hands suddenly became thick and solid, like two dark and stubborn stones!

boom!

The four palms collided, and a dull thud echoed through the courtyard!

A visible ripple of yin energy spread outwards from the three ghosts in all directions.

The glutinous rice and talisman paper on the ground were swept up by the shockwave and flew several feet away.

The fierce expressions on Da Bao and Xiao Bao's faces froze almost simultaneously.

next moment.

"ah--!"

The two ghosts screamed in unison.

They felt as if their palm had not struck the female ghost, but rather crashed into a mountain wall that was coming straight at them.

An extremely powerful force surged through his arm and into his soul.

Da Bao's entire right arm trembled violently, and his body flew backward as if hit by a boulder, crashing against the courtyard wall. His soul even became somewhat ethereal.

"Ouch! It's so hard! Is this a hand or a rock? It's making my hand hurt so much..."

He held his right hand, grimacing.

On the other side, Xiao Bao was in an even more disheveled state.

He was already short, and after being thrown by that force, he rolled several times on the ground like a ball before finally crashing into Da Bao.

Xiao Bao looked down at his trembling hands, his lips trembled, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.

"Uncle Ming! My hand... my hand feels like it's broken! Waaaaah—my hand hurts so much, it hurts so much, waaaaah—"

Mao Shanming caught a glimpse of this scene, and his expression became extremely solemn.

He hadn't expected that this female ghost would be so powerful, able to draw upon the earth's energy from the yin dwelling to bless him!

Da Bao and Xiao Bao were sent flying after exchanging a single palm strike, and even suffered serious injuries!

Mao Shanming's gaze swept over the white-clad female ghost's hands. He saw that the ghost's originally pale hands were now covered with a faint earthy yellow aura, subtly echoing the ground.

"This thing is really troublesome..."

Before Maoshanming could come up with a solution, a tremendous force suddenly came from beneath his feet.

boom!

The altar, which had already been partially lifted, completely lost its balance.

Several pale, ghostly hands exerted force simultaneously from the ground, violently overturning the entire long table!

Maoshan Ming touched the edge of the table with his toes, using that force to leap up and flip backward.

Hey!

With his feet firmly planted on the ground, Mao Shanming retreated to the vicinity of Lin Xuan and the others.

Clang!

The overturned altar lay on its side on the ground, flames spreading rapidly along the yellow cloth, and thick smoke billowed up.

Cinnabar, glutinous rice, and talisman paper were scattered all over the ground!

In the firelight, ghostly figures slowly emerged from the ground.

The female ghost in white stood at the front, followed by her parents, grandparents, and the seven- or eight-year-old ghost.

Six ghostly figures stood between the firelight and the thick fog, their faces appearing and disappearing in the flickering flames.

In the corner, Da Bao and Xiao Bao were still clutching each other and screaming in agony.

When Tan Baiwan and the others saw this scene, their hearts clenched tightly.

The altar...was overturned?!

That was Lin Xuan's elder, a true Maoshan master!

Just now, the other party was so confident that they would take down the evil spirit, but now... the altar is burned down, and the two summoned creatures were sent flying with a single palm strike!

What should we do?!

Even Lin Xuan's elders suffered losses at the hands of these ghosts. If Lin Xuan and the others were to take action, would they be able to subdue these vengeful spirits?

What if none of that works?! Then today's matter... is over, isn't it?!

Chen Nan swallowed instinctively, his legs feeling weak. Tan Baiwan's face was as pale as a sheet, and cold sweat soaked his back.

Tan Hao stood at the back of the crowd, his face contorted in a grimace; he was truly on the verge of tears.

What bad luck have I been having lately?

It was one thing that the charlatans we hired before were useless, but when we finally managed to hire a genuine Maoshan master, the ghosts in this house turned out to be even more powerful than we had imagined!

Moreover, just now, this Maoshan monk had a falling out with this group of vengeful ghosts.

If the Maoshan sorcerer they invited can't defeat the enemy, they might not even have a chance to move away before being sucked dry by these vengeful ghosts!

Thinking of this, Tan Hao felt like his body was being sifted through, and cold sweat trickled down his temples.

Even Qiu Shengwencai, who was very confident, glanced at Lin Xuan in front of him with concern.

When they saw their senior brother calmly chanting the incantation, for some reason, a strange sense of confidence arose within them.

With the eldest brother around, everything should be fine... right?!

Just as everyone was filled with apprehension, the white-clad female ghost did not continue to make a move.

Her gaze passed over Mao Shanming and landed on Da Bao and Xiao Bao by the wall, and she suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"The Taoist priest just kept saying that humans and ghosts are different."

"Then what are the two of them?"

She pointed to Da Bao and Xiao Bao.

"Aren't they ghosts too?"

Mao Shanming's internal energy circulated slowly. He held the peach wood sword in his right hand, while his left hand quietly reached for the Qiankun bag at his waist.

Upon hearing this, he said in a deep voice, "Da Bao and Xiao Bao are my unruly soldiers. They are bound by my laws, and they eat incense offerings and live under the shade of the shaman. They do not disturb the living, much less cause trouble in the mortal world! They are naturally different from you!"

"Lies!" The white-clad female ghost's face turned cold as she shouted sharply, "A ghost is a ghost! You Taoist priests, when it comes to yourselves, you can come up with a whole bunch of excuses. But when it comes to others, you just keep saying that humans and ghosts are different!"

Mao Shanming frowned. "When did I ever say I wanted to kill you? From beginning to end, all I've said is that I'll help you pass on to the afterlife and send you to the underworld for reincarnation."

"Alright!"

The white-clad female ghost interrupted him abruptly, her ghostly aura stirring once more.

"We don't want to be reborn!"

"What does it matter who we are in the next life? We only care about this life!"

"Parents are parents, grandparents are grandparents, and younger brother is younger brother."

"If one is reincarnated and forgets all past lives, what difference is there between that and being dead?"

The ghostly aura in the white-clad female ghost's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"Since explanations are ineffective... then let's not say anything more!"

A sharp, piercing shriek suddenly rang out, stabbing at everyone's eardrums.

call!

A strong wind swept through the courtyard.

The white-clad female ghost transformed into a white shadow and pounced on Maoshan Ming once again.

The other five ghosts also moved at the same time, quickly spreading out under the cover of the surrounding mist, preparing to attack from different directions.

Maoshan Ming flipped his hand, and several yellow talismans instantly appeared between his fingers.

Then he shifted his feet, assumed a stance, held the peach wood sword upright in front of him, and rapidly chanted incantations.

"Heaven and earth uphold justice! The sword of law vanquishes evil! Go!"

With a sudden flick of his wrist, three evil-slaying talismans flew out of his hand.

call!

The talisman spontaneously combusted in mid-air without fire, and three dazzling golden rays shot out from the flames, forming a triangular shape and heading straight for the white-clad female ghost.

The female ghost's pupils contracted slightly, but she showed no intention of flinching.

From the cracks in the blue bricks beneath her feet, streams of grayish-yellow earth energy rapidly rose and flowed into her soul.

The already intense ghostly aura surged even more!

Especially those pale hands, which were instantly enveloped by a thick, earthy aura.

"Break it!"

The white-clad female ghost struck out with both palms simultaneously, creating a muffled whooshing sound.

boom!

The golden light of Dao Zhan Xie collided head-on with the earth energy. The blinding golden light exploded, dissipating into specks of spiritual energy.

The white-clad female ghost's arms trembled violently, and she was forced back several steps by the pure yang power. The ghostly aura on the surface of her soul also churned violently, indicating that she was not feeling well either.

But in just a few breaths, she regained her balance.

Earthy yellow energy surged from beneath my feet, quickly covering my entire body once more.

The white-clad female ghost stomped her foot and charged towards Maoshan Ming once again.

Mao Shanming's heart sank a little. Even three exorcising talismans were shattered head-on. Just how much earth energy did this female ghost borrow?

If this drags on, the opponent will continuously replenish their strength by relying on the Yin house, and he will only suffer more and more losses.

"It seems... we have no choice but to resort to secret techniques!!"

Mao Shanming's internal energy slightly subsided, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

Once the secret technique is used, it will inevitably aggravate old injuries in the body, and if not handled properly, the cultivation level will continue to drop.

But right now, Lin Xuan, Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, and all the younger generation are watching him from behind.

He couldn't possibly let a few juniors risk their lives for him when he, as the senior disciple, couldn't hold on any longer, could he? Although Maoshan Ming was down on his luck, the backbone of the Maoshan elders remained!

"Let it fall! As long as we can protect these younger generation members, it's worth it!"

Mao Shanming gritted his teeth and quickly formed a hand seal with his left hand.

Just as he was about to activate the secret technique, Lin Xuan's calm voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Little Jin".