Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

After putting away the blue sky, Zhao Zheng quickly tapped the silver notes he had obtained from Chaerming and Fulie, and found that there were nearly 10,000 silver dollars, not counting the other things the two had.

"This must be part of the wealth plundered from the people by the previous dynasty. Fortunately, this wealth has finally returned to the people's hands..."

Zhao Zheng stuffed the silver note into the commoner's arms and put it away, his gaze fixed on the blue esoteric Buddhist flag that the commoner had casually picked up.

"Something weird..."

Zhao Zheng took off the flag cloth and tore it to shreds. He hesitated for a moment, leaving the bone flagpole, but instead of destroying it, he found a spot, dug a hole with the Tai'a sword, and buried the bone.

"I'll give it to you later..."

With his keen insight, Zhao Zheng saw a seven or eight-year-old girl curled up inside a bone flagpole. The girl's body was ethereal, and she was calling out for her mother.

Zhao Zheng didn't finish his sentence. He opened his mouth, sighed inwardly, and was about to try reciting the Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun Shuo Bazui Xuehu Miaojing, a scripture specifically for women to pray for their salvation, when he was about to try to help the other woman pass on.

His gaze fell on his panel, where the temporary rank of Right Judge of the Fengdu General Records Office, a rank nine, had not disappeared even though the one-minute time limit had long passed.

Yes, he lied. His temporary ordination and the accompanying temporary perfect realm technique lasted for far more than just one minute, and its power was far more than the so-called 80%!

After all, he's a follower of the Meditation Cult!

"Give it a try!"

Give it a try...

Wait, I don't have the seal or the order!

Zhao Zheng frowned, and the next moment, he raised an eyebrow, put away the Tai'a Dharma Sword, and stretched out his hands. As the Yuanhuang Shuo Hundong Zuqi Zhenwenlu, which existed in his Purple Mansion, moved, Zhao Zheng's eyebrows were raised.

An order and a seal appeared out of thin air in his outstretched hands. The left hand was made entirely of black iron, five inches long, two and four-tenths inches wide, and eight-tenths of an inch thick. The front was inscribed with the six characters "Fengdu Nine Springs Orders" and the back was engraved with the Fengdu Decree.

This is the core token and certificate of the Northern Emperor's Black Law practitioners, a Nine Springs Command with the power to summon the ghosts and spirits of the Nine Earths of Fengdu and the underworld messengers, as well as to carry out killing, punishment, and examination.

The right hand is slightly larger, with the inscription "Seal of the Inspector of the Three Realms of Ghosts and Gods" on it. It is the Fengdu Chief Order, which has the ability to monitor the ghosts and gods of the three realms, verify the ghost registers, determine sins and blessings, and enforce the law and hold people accountable!

Yes, these were all borrowed temporarily!

While pondering what he should return to the other party, Zhao Zheng read the spell within the seal and the command.

It's strange, he can really remember spells!

But he won't fall for it!

It is true that the power of the Fengdu Judge is well-known in the cultivation world, but the difficulties faced by the Fengdu Judge are also well-known in the cultivation world.

They either die young or descend to the eighteenth level of hell; a slight misstep and they are transformed into a vengeful ghost, barred from the human realm and forever losing their human form.

By the way, where is his Fengdu judge's official robe?

Zhao Zheng's heart skipped a beat. It was a pity that Yuan Huang hadn't made any move with the Chaos Ancestral Qi True Scripture this time, making him secretly think that the other party was really weak...

Ahem, I digress. The Ren family's affairs are urgent, but he thinks his uncle can hold on a little longer.

Moreover, as the saying goes, justice delayed is justice denied. He couldn't be delayed any longer; he's been delayed for many years already!

After quickly reviewing the spells related to summoning ghost messengers, Zhao Zheng temporarily put away the command and seal that could be used to summon and disperse ghost messengers, and instead formed the Big Dipper hand seal with both hands while chanting the incantation to summon the ghost messengers.

"Fengdu spirit, quickly reveal your true form. Obey the Northern Emperor's command and act accordingly. I now summon you; do not linger. Pierce mountains and shatter rocks, capture souls and gather spirits. On the day of your merit, your name will be inscribed. Those who disobey my command will be punished by Heaven, their forms destroyed, unable to enter the realm of demons, and unable to find the realm of the rare. Hurry, hurry, as the Great Emperor of Fengdu in the Northern Underworld decrees!"

Since the Heavenly Punishment has already destroyed his form, he'll increase the intensity of the attack. If the opponent dares not come, he'll make him die three times.

The so-called death three times means that when a person dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, it becomes a demon; when a demon dies, it becomes a rabble; and when a rabble dies, it becomes a barbarian... in the barbarian realm.

After the incantation was completed, Zhao Zheng made a fist with his right hand, and with the Nine Springs Command in his hand, he gently tapped the air, producing a sound like patting a table.

Snapped--

Meanwhile, somewhere in the underworld, a ghost messenger who was searching for a soul looked at the information transmitted from the ghost messenger's token in his mind, his expression changed, and he stared wide-eyed in shock with a face full of question marks.

"Die three times?"

It's a ghost, ugh, it's a ghost...

The punishments under Fengdu's Black Laws have become even harsher!

The underworld official's expression changed drastically, and he quickly straightened his clothes in response to the summons from the Nine Springs, who represented the Black Law.

……

The living world

Back mountain, halfway up the mountain.

Zhao Zheng's innate insight saw the rolling, mist-like Yin energy appearing on the ground, and then a Yin messenger appeared and respectfully bowed.

"This underworld official, Zhang San, has met the Grand Judge of Fengdu!"

"Get up and take her to the underworld to await her reincarnation!"

Zhao Zheng spoke calmly, maintaining the serious persona of a Fengdu judge. He said he was waiting mainly because he had discovered through the girl's facial features that her lifespan in the underworld was not yet over.

"Your subordinate obeys!"

The underworld messenger Zhang San bowed respectfully, not daring to look at Zhao Zheng even once, and grabbed the little girl huddled inside the bone flagpole.

The little girl seemed frightened. Even with the underworld messenger Zhang San holding her shoulders, she kept calling for her mother. Zhang San glanced at Zhao Zheng and said respectfully.

"May I take my leave now?"

As he spoke, the underworld messenger Zhang San was about to bow, his attitude and manners completely different from what Zhao Zheng had heard his master describe.

"Um……"

Zhao Zheng imitated Fu Lie by making a grunt sound through his teeth. The underworld messenger Zhang San bowed respectfully and retreated, disappearing with the little girl in a flash.

"Next time, ask them something before letting them leave..."

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself, counted on his fingers, and realized that only three minutes had passed. He then looked toward the Ren family in Anping County.

He believed that Fu Lie and his companion were merely foot soldiers, and that the person secretly observing them was the true master.

Or rather—the leaders of Toryo and Furyo.

"However, my victory this time was... a little lucky... It seems I need to put my movement skills and other aspects on the agenda as soon as possible..."

Zhao Zheng dispersed the Nine Springs Command, lifted the hem of his Taoist robe, and looked at the Armored Horse Talisman that had not yet completely expired. Although the Armored Horse Talisman was almost expired when he arrived here, it still enhanced his speed to some extent, allowing him to keep up with Fu Lie.

This is what he meant by luck. He relied on some external factors; otherwise, it would have been a bit of a struggle for him to keep up with Fu Lie's frame-skipping speed, even though his Thirteen Bodyguards Horizontal Training had broken through to the minor completion stage.

However, it was precisely because of the Jiama Talisman that he was able to keep up with Fu Lie, and even secretly use Yin attribute magic to inflict a slowing effect on the opponent and lay out a backup plan at the very end.

To be honest, he felt that his opponent didn't seem to have much practical experience. His attack wasn't very subtle either, and his opponent didn't seem to notice anything amiss.

"It seems the remnants of the Great Chen dynasty are living better than I imagined. Come to think of it, there were over three thousand of them..."

Zhao Zheng paused for a moment after thinking about this, stopped what was making him feel bad, and took out his whistle to blow it.

Instruct the eighteen axemen who were lying in ambush at a distance to dispose of Fu Lie's body, and also to remove the explosives buried around the area and next to Old Master Ren's coffin.

Yes, he did that for safety reasons!

Zhao Zheng took out a new talisman, stuck it on his thigh, and headed towards Renjia Town. Old Master Ren's troubles were resolved.

Next, it's time to deal with the Ren family's troubles!

With the three magic talismans, Zhao Zheng could travel a total of 2,400 li per day, causing him to disappear like a blur at the mountainside.

However, feeling that the speed was not fast enough, he added another one, and successfully reached a speed of 3,200 miles per day.

After all, his skill level had increased again.

Its resilience has also increased!

"Huh? Why bring a toad along?"

While running, Zhao Zheng took a moment to calculate the amount in silver dollars and pondered with some doubt, but soon he was no longer puzzled.

He stopped and scratched his head, looking at the large tree behind him that he had knocked down. After thinking for a moment, he said something.

"sorry!"

The apology is over.

Zhao Zheng continued running...

…………

Ren family,

The alley diagonally opposite the Ren family's gate.

┴┤_●)

Zhao Zheng cautiously peeked out, looking at the dilapidated gate of the Ren family. His ears twitched slightly as he listened carefully to the sounds of fighting and talking coming from the front yard of the Ren family, but the distance made it difficult to hear clearly.

"By the way, why did the divination tell me to bring you here? Could it be that you're not actually a three-legged toad, but rather a river-swallowing toad?"

Zhao Zheng looked at the three-legged toad that was pretending to be dead in his left hand and muttered something under his breath. Just as he was about to climb over the wall into the Ren family to help, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised an eyebrow at the spider silk on the ground, which was much thinner than ordinary spider silk, and the sparse spider silk that covered the entire Ren family.

"Is there a spider demon here?"

As Zhao Zheng pondered, he stepped across the spider silk. Just as he was about to step out with his left foot, a slight whooshing sound rang out.

He turned his head and saw a spider, slightly smaller than the three-legged toad, entirely black, carrying a pattern that looked somewhat like a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) on its back, swiftly flying across the eaves.

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up when he saw the spider. He recognized it immediately; it was another pet he had lost when he was a child.

"Go, Little Frog, catch it!"

Zhao Zheng swiftly threw the three-legged toad wrapped in paper in his left hand. The toad landed successfully and escaped its suspended animation.

But at the same time, a spider silk thinner than a hair was pulled onto his ankle by the spider.

Oh no, my pet doesn't recognize me again!

This was Zhao Zheng's thought before he fell into darkness, and it was also the thought of the spider carrying the Bagua diagram weaving its web above his head.

However, Zhao Zheng's vision quickly returned, and what came into view was the main gate of Zuowang Temple, as well as Daoist Tianyi standing there and Xiang Yu, whom Daoist Tianyi had just knocked down with a chop to the neck.

"Hurry up and come here, I'll transplant Xiang Yu's double pupils into you. With double pupils, your cultivation talent will be much smoother in the future..."

"!!!"