"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

The older you get in the world of martial arts, the more timid you become.

Mr. Mo is nearly sixty years old. In terms of strength, he is virtually unmatched in the world. If he had no children, no sect, and a vengeful nature, he would be a petty and wicked person. In that case, he could live a life that everyone fears and lives freely.

But he happens to be the head of the Hengshan Sect.

Only two or three of the elders in the sect are famous, and the disciples in the sect are basically not capable of achieving anything, which is even worse than that of Mount Hua.

And what about Mount Song, which is eyeing us covetously?

With Zuo Lengchan, a top expert, at the top, the Thirteen Protectors in the middle, all first-rate experts capable of standing alone, and thousands of disciples below.

They were all skilled in martial arts.

They practiced day and night.

One person can be used as many as ten.

If the other party were even more ambitious and acquired armor, it would be equivalent to being able to mobilize tens of thousands of private troops at any time, making them incredibly powerful.

If Zuo Lengchan hadn't been mindful of the rules of the martial world and wanted to maintain his reputation by using subtle means to annex the Five Mountains Sword Sects, he could have wiped out the entire Hengshan in less than three days if he had directly started a war with Hengshan.

Therefore, Mo Da has been enduring humiliation in silence all these years.

This is a humiliation for a small country. Even if the emperor of a country is captured, he would not dare to do anything, not even to protest.

When he heard Zhang Tian say that the villain who impersonated the county magistrate had ties with Songshan, he already felt apprehensive and planned to tell Zhang Tian not to act impulsively, but to think things through and endure it for the time being.

Then he heard that Zuo Lengchan, as the leader of the righteous alliance, was secretly colluding with the underworld and even raising a lot of underworld assassins. He figured that Zuo Lengchan was probably involved in murder and arson in private. But after thinking about it, he decided to put up with it.

But Zhang Tian's last sentence.

This truly struck Mo Da like a thunderbolt. Zuo Lengchan was actually secretly planning to attack his junior brother, and even so ruthlessly, intending to exterminate the lives of his entire family.

This method is incredibly ruthless!

This was tantamount to the extermination of an entire family!

If we continue to tolerate this...

Is there anyone left in Hengshan?

Mo Da trembled all over, his aged hands gripping Zhang Tian's shoulders tightly. He stared intently into Zhang Tian's eyes, repeatedly asking, "Are you sure? Are you sure this is true?"

"It was said in secret by that villain and others. At the time, I was just following them secretly and never used the Hengshan sword technique. I don't think they would have said such confidential things on purpose."

Zhang Tian shifted all the blame to others, then put a non-stick pan on himself, saying, "This disciple is actually undecided, but this matter is of great importance. Better safe than sorry..."

Chinese people have two major mindsets.

One reason is that since we're already here...

The second is, what if?

Master Mo's expression shifted as he pondered deeply. Finally, he made a decision: "My disciple, you should rest first. We'll set off at dawn tomorrow. The two of us will secretly go and find him, and we'll know the answer!"

Good and evil are in opposition.

Even if his junior brother is stupid.

I wouldn't do something like that.

If this is false, it is a frame-up.

The sword in his hand was never dull!

Zhang Tian nodded and casually asked his master for a number of elixir recipes, all of which were the essence of Hengshan's accumulated knowledge over hundreds of years and were all good things.

He then returned to his room.

Memorize those elixir recipes, including their names, appearances, and ingredient ratios. If you make even one mistake, a life-saving medicine could easily become a killer.

Then he closed his eyes tightly.

We have arrived at the Soul Space.

Urban Zhang Tian arrived quickly, but King Zhang Tian did not appear. It seemed that he was still immersed in the battle in the canyon and could not get away.

The two exchanged palm strikes.

Then the memories will be shared.

Zhang Tian, ​​living in the city, received a huge gift all at once. So, the two of them have the same talent and comprehension, which are superimposed. However, he is in the modern society, which is not as convenient as in ancient times.

In addition, there was no life-threatening danger.

Progress is naturally slow.

He rode around to observe, quite surprised. "You actually told Mo Da about Liu Zhengfeng in advance? Revealing the plot is not a wise move. As the saying goes, 'beating the grass to alert the snake.' If you fight Songshan in advance, with your still underdeveloped Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, you'll probably be hacked to pieces by the Thirteen Protectors."

Xiao Ao Zhang Tian didn't think so. He deliberately exposed this matter in advance for his own reasons. "Mo Da is my master after all, and I am his disciple. As long as I am not as stupid as Song Qingshu, I will be the head of Hengshan in the future."

"Liu Zhengfeng is an elder of Hengshan."

"Saving him is saving my own men!"

Zhang Tian stroked his chin. "If I remember correctly, although Liu Zhengfeng hasn't retired from his criminal activities yet, he definitely has that thought. By the time you become the head of Hengshan Sect, he'll have long since retired. Will he still be under your command?"

"That's even better!"

This brings us to the interior of Hengshan.

One faction was led by Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Sect. Because they did not want to obey Zuo Lengchan's Five Mountains Token, they roamed the martial world, appearing and disappearing like a dragon. They were the weakest in terms of power.

Secondly, there is the faction led by Liu Zhengfeng, which has the largest number of elders and disciples, as well as the most wealth.

The second group was another group that surrendered.

Lu Lianrong was laughed at and called a blind crow.

If Liu Zhengfeng were to voluntarily withdraw from Hengshan, Zhang Tian would be able to more smoothly succeed as the head of Hengshan and take over its affairs without worrying about anyone sabotaging him from behind, and without being able to do anything about it.

"Moreover, it's not that he's completely indifferent to matters of Hengshan; he's just retired from the criminal world and obtained an official position in the imperial court. If he has powerful connections backing him, he might very well be able to advance even further."

"If there were more money, it's not impossible to bring down a whole bunch of corrupt officials. As the saying goes, officials protect each other, and then power will be secured!"

Who is this benefactor?

Zhang Tian, ​​a resident of the city, curled his lip.

Of course it's him.

Although the urban world he lived in couldn't compare to the martial arts world of Swordsman or the magical world of Kings, it was still a technological society with groundbreaking science and technology, making it easy to earn a lot of money in ancient times.

As long as you have money.

Many things can be handled very well.

It was entirely possible to use Liu Zhengfeng as a breakthrough point in officialdom, gain access to the court's connections, and then gradually use various means—perhaps money, perhaps beautiful women, perhaps poison—to seize control of the vast majority of officials in a region in a catastrophic manner.

Then he will secretly become king!

If the world changes, one can recruit soldiers and horses and transform into a dragon in one fell swoop.

Thinking about this, Zhang Tian, ​​a city dweller, had no choice but to nod in agreement with his other self's idea. He then turned to look at the various surprises the other person had brought him.

That is a secret medicine unique to the world of martial arts.

Because there is internal energy in this world.

The healers inside are like people with X-ray vision; they use their inner strength to sense changes in the patient's body and then precisely prescribe medicine, doing things that are incredibly miraculous.

And elixirs.

This is the essence of these martial arts and medical skills.

"This is a bone-setting paste. When applied to a wound, it can quickly stop bleeding, set broken bones in seven days, and allow the patient to get out of bed and walk in less than ten days."

"This is a calming and spirit-concentrating pill. After swallowing it, you can calm your mind, refresh your spirit, and even stay clear-headed for three or four days without sleeping."

"This is a herbal insect-repelling pill. Carrying it on your person will make all kinds of insects fear you, including mosquitoes, flies, and the five poisonous creatures, all of which will stay away from you."

"This is a 'Strengthening the Body and Nourishing the Vitality Pill.' Regular consumption can strengthen the body and nourish the vital energy, making it beneficial for those who are physically weak."

"This is the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill. When one is on the verge of death, taking it can prolong life, preserve one's life for seven days, and allow one to take care of one's own affairs after death."

Take any one of them to the modern era.

Each of these can support a pharmaceutical company worth tens of billions.

They could even be incorporated into the military at any time.

Zhang Tian, ​​a resident of the city, clapped his hands and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "What a brilliant move! Amazing!"

But there was also a hint of smugness in his eyes. "When you see me next time, I'll definitely give you a big surprise."

"What?"

"Hehehe."