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

Chapter 171 Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu

Sure enough, just half a month later, remnants of the Ming Cult from various places began to surrender one after another.

Among them are many local deacons and high-ranking officials such as the altar masters. When the Song Dynasty army was clearing out the rebellion last year, these people saw that the situation was not good and escaped for their lives, but now they are beginning to stir.

These people may not be very skilled in martial arts, but they are extremely familiar with the doctrines. They can use the meaning of light to bewitch people's minds and are good at deceiving the common people. When it comes to real harm, even the Dharma King and the scattered people cannot compare with them.

In addition to these people, there were actually some gangsters and outlaws who also came to join the Ming Cult. They were simply criminals who had been wanted by the imperial court and wanted to join the Ming Cult to fight against the court, do something big, and gain some benefits.

All those who came were arrested and detained, especially those who had escaped the Ming Cult. After being captured, they were interrogated and asked to confess how many believers were hiding in the local area. A list of names was made and sent to the government offices of the prefectures and counties where they came from to search for them and then capture them.

As time passed, it was gradually deep into spring. The scenery of Yu Mountain was beautiful and Guangmingding was thriving.

At this point, most of the prisoners had been captured and no one came from the mountain anymore. Seeing that the matter was about to end, Zhao Ti ordered a banquet of wild game to be held in the Guangming Hall to celebrate.

The mountain delicacies are all the mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms from this Yu Mountain, and the game is the birds and beasts that the people below have spent several days hunting.

There were more than two hundred tables in the Guangming Hall, distributed on the left and right sides. In addition to Zhou Tong, Bai Zhan and others, the masters of the thirty-six caves and the masters of the seventy-two islands were also there.

Zhao Ti sat at the top and announced the start of the banquet at noon.

Not long after they had drunk the wine, soldiers patrolling from the foot of the mountain suddenly came into the hall to report something.

These soldiers were all wearing Mingjiao uniforms, with a white flame on their chests that was particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Ti put down his wine glass and asked. The soldier saluted and said, "Master, a woman and three men came down the mountain. They were acting suspiciously. They watched the mountain from a distance for a long time and didn't leave. Finally, the woman came over to ask if Yin Sanren and I were on the top of the mountain."

"Oh?" Zhao Ti glanced at Yin Muchang who was sitting next to him and asked, "What do these three men look like?"

The soldier said, "The man's clothes are strange, not like those of the Central Plains. His appearance is also very different, more like... a Hu person. The woman is wearing a purple dress and a scarf covering her face. We can't see her specific appearance."

Zhao Ti couldn't help but smile when he heard that. The purple-clothed woman, with her face covered, asked Yin Muchang at the foot of the mountain, "Could it be that Huo Linglong has returned?"
He looked at Wei Hanchen, who said, "Master, it is most likely that the rebellious Huo Linglong has returned from Persia."

Zhao Ti nodded and said, "Who is the third man?"

Wei Han pondered and said, "It's probably the Holy Fire Envoy of the Persian Grand Master. When Huo Linglong first came to the Central Plains Ming Cult to serve as the Dharma King, it was the Holy Fire Envoy who escorted her all the way here, carrying the scriptures and tokens from the Grand Master."

Zhao Ti said: "I saw Huo Linglong's martial arts skills were very high before, you are not as good as her, is this Holy Fire Envoy better than Huo Linglong?

Wei Hanchen shook his head: "Of course she was higher than him in the past, but Huo Linglong has devoted herself to practicing martial arts in the Ming Cult in the Central Plains for twenty years. I don't think she is necessarily weaker than the Holy Fire Envoy at this moment."

Zhao Ti thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of martial arts does this holy fire use?"

Wei Hanchen said: "I have demonstrated it in the sect and also discussed it with others. It is some secret Persian skills and the Holy Fire Token martial arts."

Zhao Ti asked: "Holy Fire Token martial arts?"

Wei Hanchen said: "Their weapons are the Holy Fire Tokens, which have martial arts engraved on them. They were created by the old man Huo Shan in the mountains and named after them."

Zhao Ti recalled slightly that there were indeed martial arts on the Holy Fire Tokens of the Ming Cult. There were twelve tokens in total, six of which were engraved with martial arts, and the other six were engraved with the Ming Cult's rules. They were cast by Huoshan. The Persian Ming Cult followers practiced according to the words engraved on the Holy Fire Tokens, which enabled many people in the sect to make great progress in martial arts.

What Huo Shan created was the Holy Fire Token martial arts, not the Great Shift of the Universe. He was not the originator of the Great Shift of the Universe.

The Great Shift of the Universe was created by an unknown master in the early years of Persia, but this master only practiced to the sixth level. The seventh level was deduced by his imagination and he himself had not mastered it.

Zhao Ti nodded: "Since the Purple Sea Dragon King has arrived with the Holy Fire Messenger, the Central Plains Ming Cult should welcome him, Yin Sanren..."

Yin Muchang had heard the conversation between the two and felt his scalp tingling. He knew that Zhao Ti wanted to take Huo Linglong, but since he had already surrendered, he could do nothing about it. He stood up and said, "Master."

Zhao Ti said, "Ren Yin, go and welcome King Huo Long."

Yin Muchang said: "Yes, I will go down the mountain to pick up King Huo Long now."

Zhao Ti looked at Yang Yunchong again and said, "The Yang Banner Envoy should also go with us. There will be more old friends. King Huo Long will be happy to see them. We must invite King Huo Long to the mountain."

Yang Yunchong also stood up and said yes. They both knew that sending an acquaintance was to let Huo Linglong let down her guard so that she could follow him to Guangmingding with peace of mind.

At this moment, under the shade of green trees at the foot of the mountain, Huo Linglong was looking at the patrolling believers, seeming to be thinking about something.

She only returned to the Persian Grand Priest after she received the news of the Ming Cult's demise last year.

She reported the matter to the Persian Grand Patriarch, who, after some consideration, sent three Holy Fire Envoys to the Central Plains with her in early spring, intending to re-establish the Ming Cult.

But after she arrived in Central Plains, she heard that Mingjiao seemed to still exist, so she looked everywhere for secret codes or messages left by Mingjiao believers. She found out that Fawang Sanren was not dead and had rebuilt the Central Plains headquarters on the Great Bright Summit.

Huo Linglong was full of doubts. She didn't know which Dharma King was still there, and she was even more puzzled about who became the leader of the Ming Cult.

Then she brought the three envoys of the Holy Fire Order, Yin Lei, Liu Feng, and Leng Yue, and hurried to Yushan, wanting to find out the situation and whether it was really the old people who rebuilt the training ground.

She observed for a long time at the foot of the mountain and saw that the patrolling believers were dressed the same as before, chanting scriptures, with pious expressions on their faces, and there seemed to be nothing wrong. Then she showed up and asked Yin Muchang whether he was on the mountain.

She knew that Yin Muchang was sent out by Taishu Dingqian at that time, and she thought that he might have escaped the siege by the soldiers. When she asked, she found out that he was indeed here, so she asked the believers to go up the mountain to pass on the message.

At this time, two people were seen hurrying down the winding mountain road. One of them had white eyebrows like snow, walked like the wind, and was quite old. The other was a young man in his twenties, with a brisk pace and a strong body.

She recognized both of them. One was Yin Muchang, and the other was Yang Yunchong, the deputy flag bearer of the Five Elements Flag's Sharp Gold Flag.

The three Holy Fire Envoys behind her whispered in Persian at this moment, and Huo Linglong nodded slightly.

Yin Muchang walked closer and said loudly, "So it really is the Dragon King who has returned. I had my suspicions after hearing the reports from the believers, and it turned out to be true."

Huo Linglong was wearing a veil, so her expression could not be seen. She said coldly, "Sanren, what's going on with Guangmingding? Wasn't the Ming Cult in the Central Plains destroyed by the Song court? When did they set up the headquarters?"

Yin Muchang shook his head and said, "Since the Ape King and Leopard King rebelled and attacked the leader last year, but the government army took advantage of them, all the armies of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains were defeated, and many of them went into hiding. They only contacted each other after the New Year. I discussed with the Bat King and others for a long time and decided to return to Bright Summit to rebuild the Ming Cult."

"White-robed Bat King?" Huo Linglong frowned: "Is he not dead yet?"

Yin Muchang smiled bitterly and said, "Dragon King, I heard from Bat King that the fight between you two was not personal. You were all for the Ming Cult, so it really doesn't matter."

Huo Linglong snorted: "That being said, why doesn't he come down the mountain to pick me up?"

Yin Muchang shook his head and said, "Isn't it because he was scared by you, Dragon King, last time? He doesn't dare to see you, for fear that you will see him and get angry, and then start a fight."

Huo Linglong said calmly: "He still has some self-awareness. He actually dared to plot against me last time. He was so bold!"

Yin Muchang smiled and said, "Dragon King, please come up the mountain. There is a banquet going on in the Palace of Light right now. Everyone is here, drinking and discussing things."

Huo Linglong pondered and said, "Who is the leader now? Why didn't anyone send someone to inform the head teacher?"

Yin Muchang said: "The Dragon King recognizes the new leader, but I will keep it a secret for a while. The Dragon King will know once he sees him when he goes up the mountain."

Huo Linglong snorted coldly, "Is it the Left Emissary? The new leader cannot take over just by having the Holy Light Order. He must also be able to perform the Great Shift of the Universe."

Yin Muchang nodded and smiled, "The leader has indeed learned the Great Shift of the Universe, and has already practiced it to the fourth level."

Huo Linglong glanced at him and said, "I want to see who has learned this magical skill and even practiced it to the fourth level."

Upon hearing this, Yin Muchang quickly stretched out his arm and said, "Please come up to the mountain, Dragon King."

Huo Linglong put her hands behind her back, spoke a few words in Persian to the three Holy Flames behind her, and then walked up the mountain.

When they reached the top of the mountain, they could see that there were a lot of changes. Yin Muchang explained, "Last year, the government troops attacked and destroyed a lot of things. We have renovated them now."

Huo Linglong said, "Ming Zun is still in meditation. It will take twenty-six years for him to shine his light on the earth. Only then can we start a rebellion. But no one in the sect listened to my advice and fought for power and profit. They are in a hurry to start a rebellion. Otherwise, if they had held on to this place, how could they have been easily defeated by the soldiers?"

Yin Muchang nodded when he heard this: "The Dragon King has a profound insight. The Ming Cult of the Central Plains was careless."

When they arrived in front of the hall, Huo Linglong looked up and saw a brand new gold-painted plaque hanging above, with the words "Great Guangming Hall" written on it.

She looked at it for a few breaths, thought about it, and then walked in.

At this moment, everyone in the hall put down their cups and chopsticks and looked over here.

Huo Linglong showed surprise behind her veil. She didn't expect there were so many people inside. But when she looked around, she didn't recognize many of them. However, these people were not like ordinary believers. Each of them had his own aura and a strong sense of martial arts. She didn't know where these new believers were recruited from.

Seeing these people's eyes were somewhat unfriendly, she was startled. She looked towards the leader in the front and was stunned: "Is it you?"

Zhao Ti smiled as he sat on the chair: "It's a great thing that the Dragon King has returned. Bat King, why don't you quickly arrange a seat for the Dragon King to sit down and have fun with everyone."

Wei Hanchen stood up at this time, looked at Huo Linglong with a fake smile and said, "Dragon King, please take your seat. As the Dragon King, you should be the first one in line and sit before me."

Huo Linglong's eyes rolled around, and she was puzzled. She didn't know how the boy who had fought with her at the Huang Fei Pagoda by the West Lake in Hangzhou could become the new leader of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains. At this time, the three Holy Fire Messengers behind her noticed that something was wrong with her and asked her about it. Huo Linglong shook her head and said in Persian: "It's okay, let me ask."

Zhao Ti saw this from above and said, "These three must be the chief envoys, right? Why are they hiding behind the Dragon King instead of coming over to greet him?"

Huo Linglong immediately became furious when she heard this. The envoy of the Persian Grand Patriarch was of noble status and had always been treated as an honored guest by the Central Plains. Although he was not on an equal footing with the Central Plains Patriarch, he had never been greeted with courtesy.

She said calmly: "I remember you, you are good at martial arts, but you are not a member of the Ming Cult, so why did you become the leader?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Chengzong shouted, "How dare you speak to the leader like that? Why don't you apologize and beg for forgiveness!"

Huo Linglong frowned when she heard this: "Who are you to dare to yell at me like that?"

Wang Chengzong sneered and said, "I am one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, the King of the Moving Sea Dragon!"

"Are you the Sea-Moving Dragon King?" Huo Linglong understood upon hearing this that the other party must have replaced her own King of Dharma.

"What's wrong, you Hu girl, are you not convinced? Do you want to seize my throne as King of France after coming back this time?" Wang Chengzong said.

"Who else does the King of France have?" Huo Linglong's face was as gloomy as water under her veil, and her eyes swept forward.

Wei Hanchen said: "Please forgive me for calling you Dragon King. I am still the Bat King in White."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together, his expression rather bitter: "I am the Golden-nosed Elephant King."

Zhou Tong said calmly: "I am the Mountain Shaking Tiger King!"

"Okay, okay..." Huo Linglong snorted coldly: "Where are the left and right emissaries?"

Tong Guan laughed behind Zhao Ti and said, "The Left Envoy is here!"

Ah Zhu held the crystal pot and said weakly, "I am the right-hand man."

“You guys…” Huo Linglong was a little furious at the moment. These people seemed to be unkind to her. It was clear that they didn’t take her seriously and didn’t take the head teacher seriously. Could they still be considered the Ming Cult?
Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Dragon King, what do you think of my subordinates? Aren't they stronger than the previous Ming Cult?"

"You, what kind of Ming Cult are you!" Huo Linglong said angrily, "Without the consent of the Persian Grand Master, the Central Plains Ming Cult is not allowed to appoint a leader!"

Zhao Ti's face darkened. "Dragon King, this is not right. I hold the leader's token and can move the universe. How dare you say that I am not the leader!"

"You, have you been recognized by the Persian Grand Master? You are called the leader, but does the Grand Master know anything about you?" Huo Linglong asked angrily.

"Hmph..." Zhao Ti glanced at him and snorted, "Persian Grand Master? What does the Persian Grand Master mean? From now on, there is only one Ming Cult in the world, and that is the Central Plains Ming Cult. What Persian Grand Master... I'm afraid he has already weakened and can't even protect himself!"

"You..." Huo Linglong's expression changed drastically when she heard that. The Persian Patriarch is indeed not in a good situation now. He is besieged and suppressed by other sects, and the situation is no longer as good as the period of full victory.

"How dare you insult the head teacher!"

"If Persia wasn't too far away..." Zhao Ti sneered: "I think the Persian Archbishop doesn't need to exist at all."

At this time, the people on both sides looked at Huo Linglong and the three Holy Fire Envoys, and they all shook their heads and laughed.

Huo Linglong's face turned pale. The three Holy Fire Order messengers also knew something was wrong. Just as they were about to take action, they heard a series of "bang bang bang" noises, and the doors and windows of the hall were all closed.

Zhao Ti looked at Huo Linglong and said, "Dragon King, submit to me. I will return your position as Dharma King and forgive your disrespect just now."

Huo Linglong's expression changed drastically, and she said angrily, "You are a fake Ming Cult, a false cult, and you are blaspheming the Ming Lord. I will punish you for heresy according to the great rules of the cult!"

As she spoke, her body burst out with great energy like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, making a whooshing sound, and rushed straight towards Zhao Ti.

The three Holy Fire Envoys behind also rushed forward. Although they could not understand what Huo Linglong and Zhao Ti said, they could see that something was wrong with the situation. Closing the doors and windows was a sign that they were going to deal with them.

Huo Linglong was reckless and irritable, so she did not speak to warn them. However, since Huo Linglong ran towards the person above, he must be the leader. There were many people in the hall at the moment, so if she wanted to escape safely, she could only catch this person and threaten him.

Zhao Ti smiled as he sat behind the desk: "Does the Dragon King want to struggle in vain?"

Huo Linglong was extremely angry and refused to answer. She quickened her pace, but when she was still some distance away from Zhao Ti, Jiumozhi rushed out from the side and said, "Dragon King, let me learn from your great moves."

"Golden-nosed Elephant King?" Huo Linglong shouted, "What ability do you have to dare to call yourself the Elephant King? Go to hell!"

Jiumozhi was unhappy when he heard this. He didn't want to be called the Elephant King. Although the elephant in Buddhism means great power, majesty and wisdom, what is a golden nose? Which elephant would have a golden nose!
Huo Linglong slapped with her palm, with a faint sound of thunder. Jiumozhi said, "Well done!"

His martial arts had improved since last year. It was because of his state of mind that had changed. He was able to break and appear, destroy and give birth to another. Both his internal strength and various skills were no longer comparable to the past.

Seeing Huo Linglong charging forward with all her might, he also met her attack with a palm. There was a loud "boom", and the two people's clothes fluttered, and their blood was boiling. Huo Linglong's expression under her veil suddenly became extremely ugly.

She originally thought that the other party was just a makeshift group. Wei Hanchen's martial arts was not as good as hers, but he could still continue to be the Dharma King. There should be no other masters except Zhao Ti, and they were all third-rate characters in the martial arts world. However, this palm surprised her.

Jiumozhi then said word by word: "It is actually the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. Where did the Dragon King learn the Vajra Sect's Dharma Protector Magical Skill?"

The Dragon-Elephant Prajnaparamita Skill is the supreme protective skill of the Vajra School of Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism. It is divided into thirteen levels. It is said that every time one masters a level, one can gain the power of the dragon and elephant, making the palm force powerful and extremely fierce.

However, this skill requires gradual progress and has no threshold for practice. Even a foolish person can achieve it. However, it is extremely time-consuming to practice and becomes increasingly difficult as time goes by.

According to the common talent for learning martial arts, from the fifth level onwards, each deeper level often requires at least thirty years of hard work, and the number of layers is doubled. If you want to practice all of them, theoretically it will take more than a thousand years to reach the highest level.

Just a few years ago, there was a monk in the Vajra Sect who was extremely talented. He practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra to the ninth level, and then he could not stop, and continued to make progress bravely. When he practiced to the tenth level, his inner demons suddenly arose, and he could not control himself. He danced wildly for seven days and seven nights, and finally died of his own pulse being cut off.

Therefore, the first ten levels of this skill can be clearly understood, and the last three levels are, at least for now, equivalent to deductive conjectures.

Jiumozhi, as the protector of the Tibetan nation and the Vajra King of the Great Wheel Temple in the Great Snow Mountain, naturally recognized this skill. However, his Great Snow Mountain sect was not in harmony with the Vajra Sect, so he did not know this skill, but just knew it.

"You thief monk, what do you care?" Huo Linglong was extremely furious at this moment. She struck out at Jiumozhi with both palms, making thunderous sounds. Then she took advantage of the momentum and tried to rush in front of Zhao Ti.

Zhao Ti looked at Huo Linglong with great interest. The Persian Grand Master and the like were actually not important. He had always wanted to capture Huo Linglong for the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra.

This skill is extremely powerful and masculine. Starting from the second level, the palm power doubles with each level. I wonder how powerful it will be when practiced to the extreme.

"Heretic, prepare to die!" Huo Linglong yelled and tried to lunge forward, but Jiumozhi slashed with his flaming knife, stopping her steps again.

The three Holy Fire Envoys behind were also stopped by Wei Hanchen, Zhou Tong, and Wang Chengzong, but the martial arts of these three were extremely strange, especially when they joined forces, it was extremely difficult to break through. Wei Hanchen said at this time: "What are you waiting for? This is not a competition, come up and capture them first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thirty-six cave masters and seventy-two island masters shouted and rushed over. In the blink of an eye, they enveloped the three Holy Fire Envoys.

Over there, Huo Linglong was no match for Jiumozhi. Although she had practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra to the peak of the ninth level, it was still not the tenth level. In later generations, only King Jinlun practiced to the tenth level and was able to compete with the Five Supremes and others.

Jiumozhi displayed his divine power at this time, using the flaming sword and flower-picking finger techniques, making it impossible for Huo Linglong to move forward for a while.

Huo Linglong was at the peak of the ninth level of Dragon Elephant at this time. Her actual internal strength had actually surpassed the ninth level, but she just couldn't cross the threshold of the tenth level. Moreover, she did not practice this skill alone, but also had the blessing of Huo Shan's unique skills. It was not just the power of the ninth level of Dragon Elephant, but even so, she still could not break through Jiumozhi's interception power.

At this moment, she was furious and roared loudly. She was about to take Jiumozhi's blow even if she was injured, and rush to grab Zhao Ti. But at this moment, a crowd of people came from behind, a black mass, and all kinds of energy flew towards her, drowning her in an instant...

After a moment, Zhao Ti looked at the three Holy Fire Envoys lying on the ground with wounds all over their bodies, and then looked at Huo Linglong who was gasping for breath, covered in blood, and locked with iron chains, and smiled slightly.

Huo Linglong screamed at the top of her lungs: "Heretic, you impersonate the Ming Cult and blaspheme the light. The Ming Lord will punish you. You are guilty of a heinous crime. You..."

"Ming Zun?" Zhao Ti shook his head and interrupted her: "I have read the Ming Sutra, understood the teachings, and sit on the Great Bright Summit. As the leader of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains, Dragon King, you are the one who blasphemes the light."

"You, you..." Huo Linglong's eyes were about to burst.

"Besides, didn't the Dragon King say that Ming Zun has entered into a state of meditation and has not yet awakened? So why punish him? What are you dreaming about?" Zhao Ti said calmly, "Come on, take them all away."

"Heretic, let me go quickly. Do you dare to fight me fairly? Do you dare..." Huo Linglong was so angry that she was pushed and shoved by the crowd and taken to the back.

Then the hall was cleaned up, everyone sat down again, and the banquet continued.

As night fell and the banquet ended, Tong Guan and others led the way, and Zhao Ti went to the cell behind Guangmingding.

Huo Linglong and the other three were tied to a big pillar. When she saw Zhao Ti, her eyes flashed with anger.

Zhao Ti said calmly: "Take off the Dragon King's veil."

"Heretic, how dare you!" Huo Linglong yelled, "Let me go, I want to fight you to the death."

Tong Guan's mouth twitched, thinking that she had such a bad temper. He stepped forward and pulled off Huo Linglong's veil, revealing an ordinary face, not good-looking nor ugly, about thirty years old, but at this moment his face was flushed, and he looked extremely angry.

Zhao Ti stared at it for a moment and said with a smile: "Dragon King, tell me the Dragon Elephant Prajna technique, and I may be able to spare your life."

(End of this chapter)