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

Zhang Tian was well aware of the abilities of Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes. Both of them were pillars of Maoshan. Master Four Eyes was proficient in corpse driving and summoning spirits, and was quite formidable in physical combat.

Uncle Nine is good at everything.

Even later, in his battle with Shi Jian, the senior disciple of Maoshan, he withstood the Lightning Thunder Fist and sent his opponent into the cycle of reincarnation.

They all naturally possess genuine skills.

However, this was something he did on purpose. He cast a questioning look at the two of them, which immediately made Uncle Nine and Four Eyes lose face.

Right in front of Zhang Tian, ​​he displayed his skills, making a famous hand gesture, and in no time at all, he froze the jumping zombies, making them stand still.

Uncle Nine, feeling worried, inquired, "You are a member of the military; may I ask what brings you here today?"

"Let's see if the Taoist priest has real skills, and whether he's the legendary Taoist priest from Maoshan!"

Zhang Tian pretended to be curious and circled around the motionless zombies, even poking them with his hand. He found that the corpses were stiff and had obviously been dead for a long time.

The dead become spiritual beings.

It is something unique to his supernatural world.

He nodded in agreement, then explained his background, "It seems that Commander Long was not fooled. You, Dou Chi Ying, chose to go to Maoshan to become a Taoist priest back then. It seems that you really learned real skills, instead of just swindling people."

Fermented black soybean extract?

When Uncle Nine heard the familiar nickname from his childhood, he immediately remembered who Commander Long was, and his face showed a look of realization.

He had heard before that the other party had taken advantage of the chaos to make a name for himself and had amassed considerable influence, but he didn't know what the other party wanted from him.

"General Long has run into some trouble recently, so he would like to ask Master Lin for a favor, which is to capture some zombies."

Zhang Tian used the same story he used to fool Commander Long to fool Uncle Jiu. In other words, he would use zombies to impersonate Western mummies to swindle money from foreigners, and then use that money to buy equipment and food to arm himself.

After all, the country was weak and had no choice but to resort to such extraordinary measures.

He also knew that these things were not going to amount to much. Even if he sold five or six zombies, it would only amount to a few tens of thousands of silver dollars, which was a drop in the ocean for a warlord.

Zhang Tian merely wanted to use the zombies as a pretext to open up trade routes with foreigners. He could manufacture fake zombie powder, adding penicillin, stimulants, Yunnan Baiyao, and various small pills from the martial arts world. As long as the effects were miraculous, there would be no shortage of buyers.

Incidentally, it can also win over Taoist priests like Uncle Nine.

They all got on the path to making money.

At that time, all sorts of supernatural powers, magical artifacts, and talismans will be easy to obtain!

Other countries that want to unravel the mysteries of those drugs will only be fooled into studying zombies, which will then lead them to question the meaning of life. It's laughable just thinking about it.

Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes were completely unaware of the intricacies of the matter, just like Commander Long, who was utterly bewildered. They didn't understand what it meant to catch a zombie and then sell it to those foreigners as medicine.

Those zombies are formed from the lingering resentment of dead bodies.

Turning this stuff into medicine and selling it to others—isn't that harming people? It could easily kill someone by consuming it.

They all shook their heads, unwilling to do such a morally reprehensible thing.

The gunmen behind him immediately cocked their guns.

Zhang Tian quickly stopped them, after all, now was not the time to turn hostile. "Do you two know what the market price is for zombies in the West these days? A complete zombie can sell for at least a thousand silver dollars!"

Foreign countries were indeed wealthy at that time.

In the future, there will often be wealthy foreigners who spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy antiques. Zombies are rare things that can move, so naturally there is a market for them.

"What? It's worth over a thousand silver dollars!"

Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes were extremely shocked. They looked at each other, and could see the regret in each other's eyes. After all, they practiced Maoshan Taoist magic and always aimed to catch ghosts and zombies. They didn't know how many zombies they had killed.

Think about it now.

It felt like I had thrown a lot of hard-earned money into a cesspool.

My heart is bleeding.

"If we reach a cooperation agreement, you will be responsible for catching zombies, while Commander Long and I will be responsible for selling them to foreigners. You will receive one or two tenths of the profits, which will be used to buy grain and meat to be distributed to those people who cannot afford to eat in the name of Maoshan. How about that?"

Zhang Tian knew the two men's backgrounds.

His opening remarks hit the nail on the head.

I don't know if Master Four Eyes was tempted, but Uncle Nine must have been very tempted, since the other party had two qualities: a soft heart and a strong sense of pride.

Doesn't he want to be respected by everyone, and to be called the kind and compassionate Master Lin when he meets him?

Didn't he want to save those people who were starving to death?

Just thinking about it makes my heart flutter.

However, Zhang Tian's condition was a bit excessive. "There's one more thing: I hope to obtain the two Taoist priests' ability to subdue zombies."

This immediately made Uncle Nine frown.

You should know that their method of subduing zombies relies on the magical power cultivated within their bodies to control talismans.

If the other party wants to learn, then the Maoshan cultivation method must be taught to them, which is a very serious matter.

You should know that they take in disciples as if they were their own sons. For example, Qiu Sheng was not good at literature, but Uncle Jiu still planned out a way for the two of them to live a comfortable life and have plenty of money to eat and drink. He even took care of their relationship in the underworld so that they could be reborn into a wealthy family.

As for Zhang Tian?

Uncle Nine dared not say it outright, since the other party had a gun, so he made up an excuse, saying, "The skills we Maoshan practitioners have are all passed down from the Maoshan Patriarch through his spirit. If you want to cultivate these skills, you must obtain the approval of the Maoshan Patriarch."

"Then let's give it a try."

Zhang Tianming knew the other party was making excuses, but he still shamelessly wanted to give it a try, as the saying goes, "courtesy first, then force."

Uncle Nine looked somewhat helpless.

He and Master Simu looked at it and took out the statue of the Maoshan Patriarch from the incense table. First, they offered incense to invite the gods, then drew talismans, lit fire, chanted incantations, and took out copper coins.

"These are the Five Emperors' Copper Coins, a total of nine."

"Five positives and four negatives constitute approval."

"The more positive numbers you have, the better your talent."

"The more counter-representations one has, the less likely one is to be approved by the patriarch and thus not to enter this school."

Zhang Tian felt nervous.

Unaware that Master Si Mu had secretly exerted his strength, deliberately tossing the copper coin backwards. The coin landed on the ground, bounced off, and bounced back to Master Si Mu in his bewildered gaze.

"Nine frontal views!!!"

Four Eyes: What the hell?

Just as he and Uncle Nine were looking at each other in bewilderment, they saw the portrait of the founder of Maoshan flicker, and a stream of light flew over, hitting Zhang Tian squarely on the forehead.

A golden seal, signifying the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, suddenly appeared on Zhang Tian's forehead, divine patterns appeared on his body, and a vast, ethereal sound emanated from him.

God has mercy on the world.

"With a clear mind, one's golden body remains indestructible; if all beings suffer, one's feet will tread the earth, and the journey westward will never cease..."

Uncle Nine and Four Eyes were greatly shocked.

Their minds raced as they recalled the ancient texts they had seen at Maoshan, and an unbelievable thought arose in their hearts.

Could the other person be a reincarnation of a deity?

Are they saviors sent from heaven?

"Does this mean I've received the approval of the Maoshan Patriarch? Can I embark on the path of cultivation?"

"Of course you can, but we suggest you learn Buddhist techniques... Of course, the Taoist sect also needs someone like you."

"Then I want to learn both."

"good!"

I'll spoil you!