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

Zhang Tian looked at Uncle Jiu, who claimed to only have a little bit of skill, and could only smile to himself without saying anything, after all, the stats of the Maoshan Taoists were actually not bad.

Don't assume they're weak just because they're often threatened by people with guns.

The main problem is that they are too unbalanced in their studies.

If you were to send those soldiers, even if there were hundreds or thousands of them, even if they had machine guns and cannons, to face those giant zombies that could fly, burrow underground, have impenetrable walls, and suck blood from a distance, they would probably be so scared that they would run away faster than anyone else, wishing their parents would give them two more legs.

However, those ferocious and malevolent giant zombies were completely suppressed by the Maoshan Taoist priests.

Especially this Uncle Nine in front of me, who claims to have extremely poor skills, can be said to be the most sinister among the Maoshan Taoists.

On the surface, he was particularly afraid of Shi Jian, the senior disciple of Maoshan who knew the Lightning Thunder Fist. In the end, he was either in trouble or very scary. In the end, when they fought, he killed his opponent without even being injured.

Zombies are pretty powerful, right?

Uncle Nine keeps it as a pet.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashes a flying sword of money; whoever comes near will die.

Aren't flying vampires with superpowers amazing?

As a result, Uncle Nine pinned him to the ground and beat him, pulling his hair and insisting that he wasn't a vampire, but just a Western zombie.

The Ren family music zombie, capable of flying and escaping through the air and unafraid of raging fire, is quite formidable, isn't it?

As a result, Uncle Nine used the Heavenly Thunder Formation to completely obliterate it, leaving not even ashes.

I don't know if the other party has a alternate account called Mao Xiaofang.

Their strength was incredibly formidable. Empress Dowager Cixi stole the dragon vein in an attempt to achieve immortality, transform into a zombie king, and return to the human world, only to be utterly defeated.

The Royal Zombie King.

A terrifying blood demon.

In other horror movies, they would definitely be beings capable of destroying humanity, but they all ended up being killed.

Anyway, wherever Uncle Nine is.

Aren't you afraid of some demons or monsters causing trouble?

The skills Zhang Tian most wanted to learn from the other party were divination and talismans. If he could master these two skills, he would have a bright future.

If you have the ability to foresee future fortunes and misfortunes, and you place it in the canyon, it's like having X-ray vision. No matter how the opponent hides in the bushes, they can't catch you. It's like the underworld.

Another type of spell, if mastered, is like a skill in a game; it can bless oneself or others, which is truly magical.

Uncle Nine was explaining the profound mysteries of the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture in detail, completely unaware that Zhang Tian had already thoroughly exposed his past.

The Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture is not the method of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that Zhang Tian thought it was. It absorbs the essence of the sun and moon. Heaven and earth are strong, heaven and earth have energy, and energy gives birth to life.

This is how this world has always been.

Uncle Nine was teaching Zhang Tian to understand the Taoist esoteric language, but he found that the other party seemed to already know it. Many parts were easy to understand and he didn't find them difficult at all. You should know that when he taught Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, it took him several months to explain just the first few hundred words.

He was immediately surprised. "Have you ever learned anything about Taoism before?"

Zhang Tian nodded and then shook his head.

The reason he is so relaxed is simply because he has achieved his goals through the efforts and hard work of other worlds.

In the world of Swordsman, most of the internal energy cultivation methods and martial arts techniques popular in the martial arts world originated from Taoism.

The essence of Hengshan's teachings is not quite right.

If it were the Huashan Quanzhen School's Quanzhen Manual and the Zixia Divine Skill, the flavor would be authentic, completely derived from Wang Chongyang's understanding of Taoist classics.

The higher a person's internal strength cultivation.

The deeper one's understanding of Taoist classics, the better.

Zhang Tian offered an excuse: "When I was young, my family was a family of book collectors. An elder of mine was particularly fond of collecting Taoist classics, and we had collected at least ten thousand volumes from various dynasties and famous authors. I was probably influenced by that and just grew up with it."

He wasn't really bragging.

After all, the Hengshan Sect, which had been established for hundreds of years, had been browsing through its library, which contained thousands of volumes of books related to Taoism.

The legacies of the urban world are countless, and those related to Taoism number in the millions of volumes, which can be accessed online at any time.

The King of Glory world is the most exaggerated.

If you are strong enough, you can even chat with Zhuang Zhou of the Taoist sect, talk about Yin and Yang with Guiguzi, a master of Yin and Yang, talk about incantations with Da Siming, who is proficient in shamanism, and even encounter Zhong Kui, the exorcist, and Jiang Ziya, who once presided over the Taoist sect's Investiture of the Gods.

"Guiguzi..."

"Perhaps we should have awakened him back then..."

Zhang Tian couldn't help but recall the discussion among the people in the soul space a few days ago. The other party was a master of Yin and Yang in the Taoist sect, who could be said to be the founder of a sect. His talent must be exceptional, but unfortunately, he could only hide, so they eliminated him immediately.

Looking back now, it's truly a pity.

Uncle Nine was greatly shocked. Upon learning that the treasured Taoist scriptures had been destroyed by the war, he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, feeling helpless in this chaotic world.

The more chaotic the world becomes, and the more people suffer, the more profound the responsibility of Heaven to save humanity becomes.

He looked at Zhang Tian with hope in his eyes. To save the world, they must drive out the invading foreigners, eliminate the warlords who act independently, wipe out the bandits who cause chaos, and pacify the demons that wreak havoc in the region!

And so it is.

Only then can we restore a bright and clear world to the world and give the people a peaceful and prosperous life!

The difficulty of this is enough to make one's scalp tingle.

The thought alone is daunting.

Such calamities befall humanity; perhaps only a legendary reincarnation of a deity could save the world and rescue the people from their suffering.

If it were a mortal?

What kind of methods, what kind of mindset, what kind of skill would be needed to turn the tide of this corrupt Great Xia Dynasty, reverse the situation, and create a new golden age!

Under Uncle Nine's guidance, Zhang Tian, ​​who possessed unparalleled comprehension, quickly entered the path of cultivation, which is divided into five realms: refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into the Dao, and ascending to immortality.

Even if this Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture is a fragment.

It remains an extraordinary and precious method for achieving immortality!

It remains the supreme secret manual of Taoism.

Zhang Tian then pondered the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture every day, trying to understand its mysteries, and condensed the first wisp of magical power within his body.

He didn't get the hang of it that quickly.

Wencai quietly told him, his face full of sincerity and seriousness, "Master is lying to you. There is no such thing as a method to become an immortal through cultivation. Look at me, I've cultivated for so many years, and I'm still the same!!"

Besides enjoying the food.

Besides getting enough sleep.

It's not really useful either.

It's better to just get a wife.

Zhang Tian was well aware of the deceitful nature of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, these two brilliant but foolish individuals. He chuckled to himself, completely ignoring them and paying them no attention whatsoever.

The path of cultivation cannot be rushed.

He practiced his Cloud Mist Scattering Hands technique in the courtyard, which was a way to loosen up his muscles and bones. After all, even if he couldn't cultivate magical power, his internal strength was his safety net.

It was just shrouded in mist.

Every gesture was accompanied by the sounds of a zither and a flute.

His figure floated away as if ascending to heaven.

Wen Cai was immediately stunned, completely dumbfounded. "What is this? Can you teach me?"

He was secretly delighted.

This thing is so cool!

If you learn this skill, you'll definitely be able to win a girl's heart.

Zhang Tian ignored him.

Wencai became anxious and said, "I'll give you something better to exchange."

What good stuff could he possibly have?

Zhang Tian, ​​who didn't think much of it, then saw Wen Cai acting mysteriously, pulling out a book from some corner that greatly shocked him.

His name is...

A curse from the Heavenly Gang?!

Zhang Tian's eyes lit up immediately. "Emperor Qing, Emperor Qing, I'm going to diss you behind your back! Oh, no, I'm going to stab you to death with a voodoo doll!"