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

The Heavenly Gang Curse.

Just from its name, you know it's not something to mess with.

Zhang Tian took it from Wen Cai and looked at it. After only a few glances, he confirmed his suspicions. This was indeed a technique that killed others by cursing them in secret, without direct contact.

The Heavenly Gang Curse can deduce cause and effect through the Heavenly Gang stars, making it unavoidable, harming people's lives, and leaving no trace.

The most famous of these Taoist techniques is Lu Ya's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. His words, "Treasure, please turn around," have become a shadow in the hearts of countless immortals, taking the lives of many and causing their years of hard work to vanish in an instant.

It was absolutely terrifying.

Zhang Tian was immediately intrigued, since this kind of underhanded scheming was perfect for a cunning old fox like him.

This is the opening chapter of the Heavenly Gang Reinforced Fate Method.

Then the name Maoshan was mentioned.

It was clearly the work of a master from Maoshan. Although it was a method of harming people behind the scenes, which is not in line with the style of the orthodox Taoist sect, it is indeed not uncommon.

As the saying goes, if you want to save people, you must first learn how to harm them. The way to save people is also the way to harm them; the difference is just a matter of a single thought.

The most famous rituals of Maoshan, such as opening an altar and performing rituals, sticking effigies on the back of the victim, and the Five Ghosts Robbery Technique, are among the most classic spells.

Anyone who plants it knows!

After realizing that the item was genuine, Zhang Tian hurriedly wanted to examine it a few more times, but Wen Cai stopped him. Wen Cai was a bit simple-minded, but not completely stupid, and immediately shouted, "You can't look at it anymore, or you'll finish reading the whole book!"

Wen Cai was attracted by the Cloud Mist Scattering Hand technique that Zhang Tian used when he was stretching his muscles and bones, and wanted to exchange the Heavenly Gang Curse Life Technique for that elegant palm technique.

He glanced around cautiously. "If my master hadn't gone to move Master Ren's grave today, I wouldn't have dared to sneak such a good thing to you!"

"So it was stolen?"

Zhang Tian suddenly realized.

He always said that!

How could someone like Wencai possibly possess such wonderful things?

It turns out it was stolen from Uncle Nine.

He immediately shook his head. "Then forget it. I'm a gentleman. I can't do something like secretly learning other people's skills."

So, while Uncle Nine is not rigid, he is not without rules either.

He has already become a disciple of Uncle Nine.

He received the most precious Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture.

As for other Maoshan magic techniques...

You'll be able to learn it anytime you want in the future, so why bother learning it secretly or creating unnecessary complications?

Wen Cai was dumbfounded.

He wanted to argue a little longer, but then he heard a knock on the door of the mortuary.

The news startled Wen Cai, who was feeling guilty, and his face turned pale. He panicked and cried out, "Oh no, Master is back!"

If Uncle Nine knew that his apprentice was not doing his job properly and was disobedient, even stealing things that he was told not to touch, he would probably "love" him a lot!

He immediately panicked and ran back into the house.

Actually, it wasn't that Uncle Nine was stingy, nor was it that he wouldn't let him learn these Taoist arts from Qiu Sheng. The main problem was that these skills weren't the problem; the problem was that he wasn't learning them well or mastering them. He was afraid that after learning them, he would think he had gained some skills and go off to fight with others. If he wasn't careful, he would capsize, which was extremely dangerous.

Looking at Wen Cai's flustered appearance, Zhang Tian shook his head helplessly. He was lucky to have been tricked by this guy. This treacherous nature... he must be possessed by a wicked spirit, right?

He hurried to open the door.

The person who came must not be Uncle Nine.

After all, who would knock on the door before returning to their own home?

really.

Standing outside the door was not Uncle Nine, but an old monk who looked somewhat thin but had extremely strong bones. He had thick, white, and long eyebrows, bright eyes, and a string of prayer beads hanging on his left hand, which he blessed and performed a Buddhist ritual.

"Amitabha!"

Zhang Tian recognized him at a glance.

"It's him?"

"Master Ikkyu has arrived."

"That's incredibly fast; they must be traveling through the night."

He recognized the other person at a glance. After all, the scene of the other person fighting against the Four-Eyed Taoist and fighting side by side with a great sword to cut down royal zombies was too classic and unforgettable.

Master Ikkyu looks so travel-worn.

They clearly took a shortcut.

It's highly likely that he learned from Master Si Mu that there was a reincarnated Buddhist in Uncle Jiu's mortuary, and he immediately became concerned and rushed over, which shows how much he valued this matter.

After all, that day was still a long way off.

It's only been three or four days.

Zhang Tian sighed inwardly, then politely greeted Master Yixiu. After all, he might very well be practicing Buddhism with him for a period of time. After all, even someone as talented, insightful, and aptitude as Sun Wukong would only become an old and dying Monkey King if he didn't receive guidance from Bodhi Patriarch.

"I've met this master!"

Master Ikkyu nodded and bowed. After looking Zhang Tian up and down, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Tian's hand, then began to enthusiastically pat him down.

This startled Wen Cai, who had just come out. "Old man? What are you doing?!"

The other party was looking for traces of Zhang Tian's supposed Buddhist reincarnation.

As a member of the Buddhist community, Master Ikkyu understood the inner workings of Buddhist reincarnation better than outsiders. He believed that practicing Buddhism could help one manage the next life, ensure reincarnation, and unravel the mysteries of the womb.

The more profound the Buddhist teachings, the better.

The more obvious the strange phenomena on his body became.

Just like when Buddha was reincarnated, he could speak human language as soon as he was born.

However, when Master Yixiu touched Zhang Tian, ​​he could not see the divine patterns on the other party's body and the golden seal on his forehead like Uncle Jiu and Si Mu had done that day. As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.

In addition, there's Simu's usually terrible credit score, which even shared bikes can't erase.

He hesitated for a moment.

I'm a little unsure.

Zhang Tian then suggested, "Why don't you wait at the mortuary for a while, Master? When Uncle Nine returns, we can ask the Maoshan Patriarch to display his divine power again to verify your true identity. Whether it's real or fake will be clear at a glance. What do you say?"

As the saying goes, the Way should not be easily passed on.

He wanted Master Ikkyu's lifelong learning, and the Buddhist supernatural powers, spells, and inheritances he possessed. Naturally, he had to offer something genuine, so the other party naturally had to be cautious.

Master Ikkyu nodded in agreement.

They waited quietly in the mortuary. Uncle Jiu returned as dusk approached, with strong men carrying the coffin behind him. It was naturally Old Master Ren's coffin. His Dragonfly Touch Water acupoint, which he had slept in for twenty years, had become a fatal acupoint, so he had to find another place to sleep.

Security captain Awei followed behind, showing off in front of Ren Fa by barking like a dog, "You absolutely must take good care of your great-uncle, do you hear me? If anything goes wrong, I'll break your legs!"

It can be described as a dog relying on its master's power.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of guns suddenly appeared on the wall of the mortuary, and dozens of fierce-looking burly men stood there, their dark gun barrels pointing straight at him.

Awei, who had been shouting, suddenly went weak in the knees.

"Boss?"

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

You should have said you had a gun! I thought you were some kind of stinking corpse-transporting thug...