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

Not only were the names of the Seven Swords of Burning Heaven, Killing Gods, and Escape from Emptiness made up, but Zhao Zheng actually didn't understand swordsmanship at all.

Currently, he only knows one skill and one method. The skill is the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture Skill, and the method is the Golden Light Divine Mantra Method for cultivating both body and mind, which is like the Golden Light Divine Mantra in a certain anime!

However, Zhao Zheng understood what it meant for masters to clash, and that an inch longer meant an inch stronger, and an inch shorter meant an inch more dangerous.

The reason Guo Qing seemed to have dodged the attack but actually didn't was simply because Zhao Zheng deliberately played a visual deception trick when the golden light of the Golden Light Mantra covered the Tai'a Sword.

He first controlled his mana output to make his body surface glow with a faint golden light, and then suddenly increased the brightness of the golden light to a dazzling level.

Then, just as the golden light was about to completely cover the body of the Tai'a sword, he deliberately left a tiny bit less covering the tip.

As we all know, the final outcome was just like the saying goes: a small mistake can lead to a huge difference. Guo Qing died.

Guo Qing died by the narrowest of margins. Of course, Zhao Zheng admits that there was an element of gambling involved, but he gambled correctly!

"Huh? Why aren't you running?"

While Zhao Zheng was internally complaining, Zhang Daoshi was not. He looked at Zhao Zheng with a strange expression, somewhat puzzled.

However, Master Zhang's gaze did not linger on Zhao Zheng for long before it fell on the primordial spirit sword in Zhao Zheng's hand.

After being refined, it no longer needs to be carried on one's person like ordinary magical artifacts; it can be stored in the Purple Mansion, the abode of the primordial spirit.

It really is called the Tai'a Sword!!

Looking at the two characters "Tai'a" engraved in seal script on the bronze sword, Master Zhang was surprised, and at the same time, greed instantly arose in his heart.

It should be known that in the entire Anping County, only Abbot Xu of Anping Temple openly possesses such a magical treasure as the Yuan Shen Fa Jian (元神法剑), so its value and rarity are self-evident.

When he was young, he did think about forging a primordial spirit artifact, but unfortunately, he couldn't find or afford the necessary resources.

"want to?"

Seeing the greedy look in Zhang Daozhang's eyes and the malice that was faintly revealed about him, Zhao Zheng shook the Tai'a sword in his right hand.

The Tai'a sword seemed to hear Zhao Zheng's words, and its blade immediately emitted an unhappy hum. This made Zhang Daoshi's eyes light up, and he thought to himself, "This sword actually has sentience." He reached out and said, "Give me this sword, and I will spare your life..."

Seemingly afraid that Zhao Zheng would be unwilling, and also seemingly afraid that Zhao Zheng would use the Seven Swords of Burning Heaven and Killing Gods, Master Zhang quickly added.

"No, not only will I spare your life, I can also ensure that your meditation hall flourishes for ten years, allowing you to make a fortune..."

boom--

A gunshot rang out, and Master Zhang froze in place, his outstretched hand still in the same position. He looked incredulously at Zhao Zheng, who had retreated more than ten meters away, holding a pistol in his left hand. He raised his hand to touch the bloody hole on his forehead and said in disbelief.

"You dare kill..."

bang——

A cloud of dust rose as Master Zhang fell to the ground with a thud, and Zhao Zheng stepped forward and pulled the trigger to fire a few more shots.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Furthermore, he didn't understand why the other party would say such stupid things. The other party was already prepared to kill him, yet he still wouldn't let him kill the other party.

I just... can't understand it!

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Zheng, with a serious expression, pointed his gun at Zhang Daoren, who was lying on the ground with his head shaped like a bowling ball.

"My lord, times have changed!"

After saying that, Zhao Zheng contentedly tucked the pistol back into his waistband and then began to quickly loot the corpse, following the procedure in the novel.

It's a pity that Zhao Zheng gained nothing except money, which made him look at Guo Qing and Zhang Daoren on the ground with doubt.

"Why don't you carry your cultivation manuals with you at all times?"

Zhao Zheng didn't understand... but after realizing he hadn't brought any martial arts techniques with him, he understood. Just as he was holding Guo Qing's knife, thinking he could sell it for a good price, the sound of the door opening and a gasp rang out one after the other.

"Master...you...you...you actually killed my master! How dare you...how dare you! You're dead, not just you, your family and your friends are all dead...you're finished, you'll be wiped out!"

A young man in a Taoist robe looked at the miserable state of Master Zhang and stood trembling at the entrance of the Taoist temple, pointing at Zhao Zhengdao who had retreated.

"Your whole family will die? And all your friends will die too?"

Zhao Zheng frowned and stopped. The young man in the Taoist robe said with a fierce expression, "That's right. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and kill yourself. Perhaps that way your relatives and friends can die more peacefully..."

boom--

"You...you...you dare to kill me!"

The young man in the Taoist robe, who was not hit by the bullet due to the distance, looked at Zhao Zheng with disbelief. Without saying a word, Zhao Zheng moved his feet and pulled the trigger again!

boom--

The young man in the Taoist robe, his eyes wide with disbelief, collapsed to the ground with a thud, just like Master Zhang, and went down to become sworn brothers with Gan Naidi.

"Oh, I almost forgot there's no Kennedy in this world!"

Zhao Zheng thought to himself as he looked at the history book he had been flipping through earlier, then put away his box gun and began looting the corpse. He eventually found a few silver dollars and a sword, but still no martial arts manual.

"By the way, were those words his personal thoughts, or... the collective thoughts of the Taoist temple where Master Zhang resides?"

As Zhao Zheng stared at the corpse of the Taoist-robed youth, pondering his words, his brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

"If it's a collective idea..."

Zhao Zheng frowned. Helpless, he decided to wipe out everyone in the two Taoist temples before danger arrived.

As he pondered, his ears twitched slightly, and he looked at the Taoist priest Qin lying before the altar, saying, "Awake? If you're awake, get up and let's talk!"

Without saying a word, Master Qin got up from the ground with a gloomy expression. As soon as he got up, his face froze.

He rubbed his one eye frantically, staring in disbelief at the three corpses on the ground, then shakily raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Zheng: "You...how dare you!"

"..."

Seeing that Master Qin and the young man in the Taoist robe looked exactly alike, Zhao Zheng immediately shut his mouth, reorganized his thoughts, and was about to speak when he saw Master Qin turn around and grab the hilt of the three-foot-long sword on the altar.

Clang——

Wielding a long sword, Master Qin charged towards Zhao Zheng with an even faster pace than yesterday, as if he had been injected with adrenaline, muttering, "Only by killing you can I live..."

"We can all..."

Before Zhao Zheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the long sword that had already reached his face. Seeing the sudden increase in Qin Daoist's speed and his abnormally red face, he quickly raised his Tai'a sword to block.

clang--

The two swords clashed, sparks flying. Zhao Zheng looked helplessly at his Tai'a sword, which was very sturdy but lacked the sharpness to live up to its name. He quickly retreated to create distance.

"I've calculated it, we can all survive!"

"die!"

Master Qin seemed to have gone mad, staring at Zhao Zheng with his single, scarlet eye, and then moved his feet again, increasing his speed!

Swah——

A chilling glint of light flashed as the longsword struck. Zhao Zheng took a deep breath, dodged to the side, and delivered a slash and a kick.

"I told you, we can all survive!"

Zhao Zheng addressed the Taoist priest Qin, who had been kicked and staggered. The Taoist priest Qin seemed to be deaf, and in a few strides, he ran to the altar, slammed his hand on the altar table, grabbed the suspended Three Pure Ones Bell with one hand, and made a hand seal with the other, chanting incantations at lightning speed.

"rise!"

Zhao Zheng saw eleven yellow paper figures covered with talismans standing up on the altar. His left knuckles turned white from gripping them so tightly that he moved his feet and rushed forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang—

Three shots rang out, and the remaining three bullets poured out of the box gun, accurately hitting Master Qin's arms and right leg.

"what!"

Master Qin screamed in pain as the Three Pure Ones Bell slipped from his grasp, and he fell to the ground with a thud, clutching the wound on his thigh in agony.

The moment he touched the wound, a tearing pain shot through the wounds on both arms, causing him to scream even louder.

"Shut up, you motherfucker!"

Seeing the yellow paper figure on the altar fall silent as Master Qin stopped casting spells, Zhao Zheng stepped forward and kicked Master Qin's injured right leg. Seeing that the other man was still shouting, he directly pointed the box gun at the man's forehead.

"Shut up! I told you, we can all live!"

"..."

Master Qin shut up; he stopped shouting, and the madness in his eyes faded. But Master Qin's second disciple, who had just regained his senses, stared blankly at Zhao Zheng, who was pointing a gun at his master's head.

Um, did I... hear that right?

You mean my master will die, right?