The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 132 Tracing Identity
Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Then take a bath and change clothes."

"I will make the arrangements now, Your Highness will be there in a moment." Ah Zhu smiled and trotted away.

Wang Yuyan blushed when she heard this and lowered her head without saying a word.

Zhao Ti first returned to the study, listened to Tong Guan, Bai Zhan and others report on the situation inside and outside the palace in recent days, and then got up and went to the bathing room.

The bathing room is an independent large house, but there are not many furnishings in it, only wooden basins, wooden barrels and other items.

When I entered, I saw white mist and Ah Zhu, Ruyi and a few other little girls were busy.

Seeing him coming, Ah Zhu said, "Your Highness, everything is ready. You can... take a bath."

Zhao Ti nodded and waved his hand: "Everyone go out."

Then he entered the water and felt a sense of comfort, but just as his mind calmed down, he suddenly felt that the internal energy in his body became a little restless.

Especially the Phantom Yin Qi, which was ready to move. He practiced hurriedly and found that practicing in the water was actually faster than practicing outside.

This had never happened with the Phantom Yin Qi in the past, and he had never practiced in water. He didn't know if it was after Wuyazi Beiming's attack that the Phantom Yin Qi showed mirage characteristics and stimulated some potential.

He pondered for a moment and continued to practice. He felt that the meridians in his body were becoming stronger, more solid and wider. From Dantian to Jianggong, the shape of the practice route seemed to take on the virtual shape of a mirage beast because of the strength of the meridians.

He couldn't help but think that perhaps the words "Huan Yin" came from this, which is more appropriate than "Yin".

Time passed by unknowingly, and the white air in the house was still hazy, but it had changed from hot air to cold air, and a thin layer of frost and ice had formed on the water surface.

Zhao Ti didn't feel cold at all. The frosty and icy air seemed to have no chill on him. In fact, it was warm and comfortable.

At this time, it was getting dark outside, and he began to finish his training. Half a day's training was equivalent to three days of training. He couldn't help but think that he should practice in the water as much as possible in the future.

Then he practiced the Sunflower Manual and Purple Cloud Power. The white and purple energies moved around in his body like two small snakes, very lively.

When Dou Shenbao created the Sunflower Manual, his intention was biased due to his own reasons. Patriarch Chen Tuan made up for it with Zixia Power, making it perfect without having to worry about the Yang Fire exploding in his body.

Zhao Ti estimated that Zixia Jin was most likely created by Chen Tuan by extracting the key points of the Xiantian Gong. Xiantian Gong was Chen Tuan's unique skill. Chen Tuan comprehended the principles of heaven and created three diagrams, the first of which was the "Xiantian Diagram".

The Xiantian Diagram, the Wuji Diagram and the Yilong Diagram are three diagrams that are widely circulated in the world, but there are always deviations when people compare them with each other. The originals have always been treasured by the Chen family in Huashan and never shown to the public.

The Zhixuan Pian and Guankong Pian written by Master Chen Tuan that are circulated outside are full of errors and omissions, and even the ones in the palace are probably very different from the originals.

At this moment, Zhao Ti thought of Zixia Magical Skill from Zixia Power. The proud Master Yue in later generations possessed Zixia Magical Skill, but he still cut it with a knife. There are probably two possibilities.

The first is that Zixia Jin is slightly different from Zixia Shengong. After all, after hundreds of years, it is very likely that some parts of it have been lost and are no longer complete. The Sunflower Manual that Yue Buqun practiced is also incomplete. It is the Exorcism Sword Technique extracted from the remaining Sunflower Manual, which is equivalent to being incomplete again.

The combination of the two imperfections cannot be perfect, and Zixia's magic power is of no use.

The second point is a bit cruel. It is possible that after watching the whole thing, Sect Leader Yue was so overjoyed that he returned to practice his magic skills. After writing the eight characters "castration" on himself, he cut himself off with a knife without thinking too much.

Zhao Ti was lost in thought when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He heard Ah Zhu timidly say, "Your Highness, Your Highness, are you okay?"

Zhao Ti was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he had stayed in this room for too long. He would go out for half an hour at most each time, and now it had been two or three hours.

"Your Highness, are you... still inside?" Ah Zhu asked again.

"Your Highness, didn't leave early?" Ruyi beside him whispered, "It's been so long, the water must have been cold."

Just as Zhao Ti was about to speak, he saw the door being gently pushed open, and then someone came in and walked forward cautiously.

It was already dark outside, and even darker inside the house. Someone said, "Why is it so cold..."

Zhao Ti recognized Ah Zhu's voice and said, "Ask Ruyi to bring some clothes over."

"Ah..." Ah Zhu screamed in fear: "Your Highness, you are in there."

Zhao Ti stood up from the water, and the frost and ice exploded with a "crackling" sound: "Go quickly."

Ah Zhu covered her face with her hands, feeling it burning hot, and ran out.

After a while, the maid Ruyi brought in clothes. Zhao Ti put on them and went back to the study, where he rested. No words were spoken all night.

The next day, he called Zhou Tong and others, and then went to the military prison. The Ministry of Justice would come today to hand over Murong Fu and others.

After completing a set of formalities and handing over Murong Fu and others, Zhao Ti went to the place where Su Xinghe was imprisoned. He did not report Su Xinghe to Zhao Xu. After all, apart from following Wuyazi's orders to go to Shanhaiguan for sacrifice, he had not done anything serious.

Seeing Su Xinghe sitting on the hay with an indignant look on his face, Zhao Ti said, "Mr. Congbian, the headmaster is coming to take a look at you."

Su Xinghe looked at him and said angrily, "I've been thinking about it these past few days. You said you know the Bei Ming Divine Art, but that's absolutely impossible. Even if you have the token ring, it doesn't count. Don't call yourself the head of my Xiaoyao Sect anymore!"

Seeing his honesty, Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Why not? It's just the North Sea Divine Art."

He asked someone to open the prison door, walked forward and said, "But you, Mr. Congbian, asked me to show it to you, so don't regret it."

Su Xinghe said: "Show me, I don't believe you can absorb me at all..."

Zhao Ti shook his head, put his hand on Su Xinghe's shoulder, and immediately used the Xiao Wuxiang Gong to activate the Beiming Divine Art.

He could not absorb Wuyazi's energy. One reason was that Wuyazi had practiced this skill for many years and had mastered it to perfection, and his internal strength was strong. The other reason was that Beiming Qi did not allow the existence of other internal forces.

If he wanted to learn the North Sea Divine Art, he had to disperse his energy and practice again. If he wanted to be taught the art, his original internal energy had to be dissolved by the North Sea True Qi.

If one wants to absorb the Bei Ming Qi from others, then there must also be Bei Ming Qi in his body, otherwise it will not be able to contain it at all. Either the Qi in his body will be dissolved by the Bei Ming Qi that he absorbs, or the two will conflict with each other, and finally his tendons and veins will be cut and exploded, and he will go possessed and die.

But Su Xinghe is different. Su Xinghe has never practiced the Beiming Divine Art. He only has the Xiaoyao Sect's internal energy in his body. Although Wuyazi absorbed Helian Tieshu's internal energy before and passed some of it to him after replenishing it, this part of the internal energy has not yet been transformed into Beiming True Qi.

The Bei Ming Divine Art absorbs other people's internal energy, but it will not be transformed instantly. You have to collect this internal energy into the meridian acupoints first, and then use the Bei Ming Divine Art's Qi circulation method to guide this external internal energy to flow. Only after integration and sorting can it be transformed into Bei Ming True Qi.

Zhao Ti said, "Looking at the appearance of the person who was traveling with me at that time, I think Wuyazi must have sucked his internal energy and then passed it on to you, right? I will take some and use it, so that you can see the power of Bei Ming Divine Art."

Su Xinghe originally had the inner strength of the Xiaoyao Sect, so he could absorb it. At this time, he exerted force on his hands, and the other party's inner strength continued to flow in. Su Xinghe was shocked, his lips trembled, and he said after a long time: "You... How can you really know the Beiming Kung Fu?"

Zhao Ti didn't want to suck him to death, so he stopped immediately and said calmly: "Who else in the world can have the leader's ring and Bei Ming Divine Art? Even if I go to Lingjiu Palace on Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain, I have to be recognized as the leader of Xiaoyao Sect."

"You actually know about Lingjiu Palace on Piaomiao Peak. How did you know that? You must be related to Li Qiushui." Su Xinghe said hesitantly.

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Think about it carefully, and persuade your disciples. Since I am the leader, you should obey my orders."

"I..." Su Xinghe felt like something was stuck in his throat, but he didn't know what to say.

"Maybe I will take you to Tianshan then. You are the master's lineage, more orthodox than Tong Lao's disciples. How can you wander around for a long time?"

Zhao Ti walked out of the prison door with a smile. Su Xinghe stared at his back blankly. His head was a mess and he didn't know where his thoughts went.

After Zhao Ti went out, he continued to walk inside. Yin Muchang, a wandering monk of the Ming Cult, was still imprisoned there.

This guy was quite a tough guy. After returning from Jiangnan, he asked Yang Yunchong to continue asking about the identity of the masked girl, but Yin Muchang refused to tell him.

Even though he was told that he would be let go as long as he told the girl's information, Yin Muchang refused to even make up a story, which made Zhao Ti feel a little amused and helpless.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the girl's identity was unusual. When he broke through Guangmingding, he saw a figure skimming over the treetops on the distant peak, like a skylark. After thinking about it, he thought it must be the girl.

This girl doesn't look like a member of the Ming Cult, and she doesn't even recognize Wei Hanchen's identity as the Dharma King. But if she came from outside, how could Yin Muchang keep her mouth shut?

He walked over while thinking, and when he reached the innermost part, he saw Yang Yunchong sitting on a small stool and staring at Yin Mu.

Yin Muchang was still tied to the wooden pillar at this time. Although he was not tortured, he was already haggard and a little dazed after being imprisoned for such a long time.

After he walked in, Yang Yunchong stood up and saluted. Zhao Ti asked, "Are you still stubborn?"

Yang Yunchong lowered his head and said, "I am useless and I am sorry to disappoint you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Ti said calmly: "You can tell him now."

Yang Yunchao was stunned when he heard this, and then he shouted: "You old ghost, you probably don't know that the bandit sect has been destroyed long ago. Why are you still so excited? When I was away a while ago, I followed the king to the south to suppress the bandits. Taishu Dingqian is dead, and the left and right eunuchs are all dead. If the king was not kind-hearted, he would have tortured you a long time ago. You'd better confess quickly!"

Yin Muchang's expression changed instantly when he heard this. After a long while, he said, "Don't lie to me. I don't believe you, you little bastard, who never tells the truth!"

Zhao Ti shook his head when he saw this and took something out from his arms: "Master Yin Mu, look at what this is?"

It was a silver token, with light radiating from one side and white flames burning on the other. It was the Holy Light Order of the Ming Cult, which was only kept by the leader and could command all the believers. It was searched out from Taishu Dingqian.

"You..." Yin Muchang opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth.

"The Ming Cult has been defeated. If you tell me the identity of that girl, I won't make things difficult for you." Zhao Ti said.

Yin Mu slowly closed his mouth, and in an instant he seemed to have aged ten or twelve years, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Ti wanted to trace the girl's identity because the girl appeared in Prince Duan's Mansion. Since she was not from the Prince Duan's Mansion, she must have gone to the Prince Duan Mansion to find the spy lurking there.

It wouldn't matter if the palace buried spies in a place like the Zongzheng Temple, but if it was some force from outside, it would be a bit bad.

The fact that this girl can be with Yin Muchang means that she is not a member of the imperial court. Rather, she is an outside force that has planted spies in the royal residence. Their minds are cunning and we have to be on guard against them.

Apart from Prince Duan's Mansion, it is hard to say whether there is such a person in other royal palaces, or even in the palace. That's why he has always wanted to find out his identity and see if he can catch the other party, follow the clues, and catch him in one fell swoop.

Yin Muchang is the type of person who won't respond to any persuasion or trickery. If bribery doesn't work, he'll probably commit suicide if he's severely punished. This is a headache for Zhao Ti.

"I know that the girl is not a member of the Ming Cult. Now the Ming Cult is gone, and Taishu Dingqian is dead. What's the point of you hiding the girl's identity?" Zhao Ti shook his head.

Yin Mu was silent, Zhao Ti said: "Think about it carefully, if you tell me, I will let you go and you will be free again, isn't that good?"

Yin Muchang sneered at this time: "Since the Holy Church is not here, I can't tell you. If I tell you, will you catch that girl and torture her to find out about the arrangements of her subordinates? Wouldn't that cut off the Holy Church's thoughts of revenge!"

"Her subordinates made arrangements?" Zhao Ti raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. It turned out that he was a leader. Moreover, the word "arrangement" seemed quite meticulous, and he actually used this word to describe it.

Yin Muchang suddenly realized that he had said something wrong: "If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to torture me, then torture me. There is no need to ask any more questions."

Zhao Ti looked at him for a moment and said, "Think about it carefully. I will keep my word and will not break it."

Yin Muchang said: "Don't be foolish and dream. The Ming Cult vows to avenge this. Even if the Central Plains Ming Cult is gone, there is still the Persian Grand Cult. Sooner or later, they will re-establish themselves and overthrow your Zhao Song Dynasty."

Zhao Ti smiled when he heard this, raised the token in his hand and said, "This token is in my hand. If I say that I am the leader of the Ming Cult, what do you think?"

"What?" Yin Mu was stunned, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"I also have the Great Shift of the Universe, which I can also practice. Do you think that when the Persian Grand Master sends someone to come, will he recognize me as the leader?" Zhao Ti said leisurely.

"You..." Yin Muchang's expression changed drastically.

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "If I establish a Ming Cult that also worships the Ming Lord and advocates light, wouldn't it be the Central Plains Ming Cult? Then how can you start with your so-called revenge for the Ming Cult?"

Yin Muchang's body was shaking, as if he had heard the most terrifying thing in the world, his expression was filled with fear and terror.

Zhao Ti sighed, turned around and walked outside, saying as he walked, "What do you think? Should I make you a free man, or make you a Dharma King? Even if you don't accept it, after you die, I will write your name on the genealogy of the sect. What do you think?"

His voice gradually faded away. Yin Muchang stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with fear.

Zhao Ti returned to the military headquarters and arrived at the Jinfeng Tower in the evening. He asked Shang Qi to prepare a banquet and had dinner in the tower.

There were seven or eight tables in total, and everyone there had called for their turn. They ate until they were almost done with the cards, then drank tea by the window on the second floor and watched the night view.

Just after a few cups of tea, Zhao Ti was about to return to the palace to rest, when he suddenly saw a figure like floating light flying over the roof in the distance, running towards the direction of the military prison.

(End of this chapter)