Urban Master: I Use My Mortal Body to Suppress Hundreds of Ghosts

AD 2026, the Year of the Horse in Bingwu of the lunar calendar, the beginning of spring has passed, but the chill between heaven and earth has not dissipated. Deep in Zhongnan Mountain, in a dilapidated Taoist temple, 21-year-old Chen Qingxuan knelt in front of a futon. The Master, who has white beard and hair, has a weak breath. He holds a worn Bagua mirror and a yellowed ancient book in his palm. "Qingxuan... In this part of the world, Taoism has been extinct for three hundred years. However, in the Year of the Bingwu Horse, the underworld is in turmoil and the underworld is out of order. A hundred days later, on July 15th, the gate of ghosts will never be closed." The master's voice was like a candle in the wind: "You are the last descendant of my Maoshan, Zhengyiliang lineage. Go down the mountain, kill the ghosts that need to be killed, and save the people who can be saved. If you encounter a demon... Kill without mercy." After kowtowing three times, the master became immortal and the Taoist temple set himself on fire. Chen Qingxuan stepped into the mortal world with a mahogany sword on his back, three copper coins and a stack of yellow talismans.