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

Chapter 172 Ninth Level
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra?" Huo Linglong was stunned: "You heretic want this technique?"

"I have heard that this technique is very easy to practice and can be practiced by people with dull aptitudes, but it is also extremely difficult to practice. After the fifth level, if one has average talent, he may not be able to advance even if he practices until he dies. I do not believe this. Even a person with the aptitude of the Dragon King can practice to the ninth level, so how difficult can this technique be?" Zhao Ti shook his head.

"You, what do you mean?" Huo Linglong's face turned from red to black: "You said I have no talent?"

Zhao Ti nodded and said, "He is only slightly stronger than ordinary warriors."

Huo Linglong's lips trembled with anger: "Don't dream, I can't possibly give you the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra!"

Zhao Ti said: "In fact, I don't think too highly of this achievement. Sending people to Tubo to look for it may not be impossible to find it. Does the Dragon King know who you fought against before?"

"who?"

"The Tibetan Dharma Master who protects the country, the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi of the Great Wheel Temple in the Great Snow Mountain."

"Is it this monk?" Huo Linglong was stunned and gritted her teeth: "Why would he obey your orders and join your fake Ming Cult?"

"The Dragon King does not need to know such things. The Dragon King only needs to know that if you tell me the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, I may be able to spare your life." Zhao Ti said lightly.

"Stop dreaming, you heretic! I'd rather die than give it to you!" Huo Linglong struggled desperately, the chains on her body rattling. "You have the guts to let me go and fight me. You rely on your numbers to win. What kind of hero are you!"

Zhao Ti touched his chin and said, "If I defeat the Dragon King, will he reveal the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra?"

Huo Linglong was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "Don't even think about it!"

Zhao Ti glanced at the three Holy Fire Envoys beside him and said with a smile, "I will kill all three of them. What do you think, Dragon King?"

"Kill if you want. People of the Ming Cult are never afraid of death. After death, they will be resurrected in the world of light and bathed in the holy light of the Ming Lord from then on!" Huo Linglong shouted.

Zhao Ti looked at her and said, "Why doesn't the Dragon King just commit suicide and go to see the Master to bathe in the holy light?"

Huo Linglong said angrily: "We want to spread light in this filthy world, how can we be willing to die on our own!"

Zhao Ti nodded: "However, the Dragon King can't even practice the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, so how can he spread the light? I think it would be better for him to die early, so as not to embarrass Ming Zun. But I am afraid that after death I can't enter the world of light, and Ming Zun will despise me for being useless."

"I, I..." At this moment, veins on Huo Linglong's forehead were throbbing, and she was so angry that her blood almost exploded. People around her shook their heads and wondered why this woman was so angry?
"No one has ever truly mastered the tenth level, and the levels after the eleventh level are all deductions. Don't talk nonsense, you heretic!" Huo Linglong roared.

Zhao Ti shook his head: "You clearly have poor aptitude, but you still complain about the profound skills..."

“You, you…” Huo Linglong was so angry that she was shaking all over. “No one can reach the tenth level without going astray, let alone the realms after that. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra is just a legend after the tenth level. You, a heretic, have ruined my martial arts spirit. I want, I want…”

As she spoke, she stretched her body forward desperately, gnashing her teeth with her upper and lower teeth, making a "clicking" sound.

Zhao Ti said calmly: "What if I can practice to the tenth level?"

Huo Linglong paused when she heard this and looked at Zhao Ti: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, you heretic are still trying to ruin my martial arts heart, you devil..."

Zhao Ti said slowly: "Tell me the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. If I cannot reach the tenth level, I will let you go and tell you to continue spreading the light. What do you think, Dragon King?"

"Ah?" Huo Linglong was stunned.

"If I cannot reach the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna, I will ask you to leave."

Huo Linglong remained silent, her eyes were a little dazed, and her brows were furrowed and motionless.

"If I can reach the tenth level, you must admit that you are not qualified, and then join me and work for me!"

"You, you devil, are you trying to trick me into giving you this technique?" Huo Linglong's eyes widened. "I won't believe what you say. If you can't practice it and you won't let me go, what should I say? Besides, you're a heretic, how can I do anything for you?"

Zhao Ti shook his head: "It's not some rare and important martial art. I said that I was just excited to see the prey and didn't want to waste time sending people to Tubo to look for it. I won't break my promise, and..."

He gestured slightly to the people behind him, and Tong Guan, Bai Zhan and others all began to recite the Light Sutra. They were all pious and sincere, as if they were surrounded by light.

Huo Linglong was stunned. Zhao Ti said, "I founded the Ming Cult, I believe in the Ming Zun, and I worship the light. How can this be false? Everyone in the cult studies the scriptures, has goodness in their hearts, and only worships the Ming Zun. They are not the so-called heretics in the mouth of the Dragon King. If you join my Zhongyuan Ming Cult, you will not change your light and your beliefs held by the Dragon King will not change."

"You, you..." Huo Linglong was in a trance at the moment, her mind was a little confused. She was very familiar with the scriptures, and these people recited them very fluently. It was obvious that they did not just read them hastily to deceive her.

"Could it be that the Dragon King is saying one thing and thinking another, and actually believes that I can practice to the tenth level, so he is afraid and dares not agree? What he said just now that no one can maintain the tenth level is an excuse to cover up his own dull aptitude?" Zhao Ti said with a smile.

Huo Linglong rolled her eyes and thought to herself, it is absolutely impossible for someone to maintain his state after reaching the tenth level, but what if the other party regrets after obtaining the technique? Although he made a lot of sense, there was nothing she could do if he regretted it.

Zhao Ti looked at Huo Linglong's expression and nodded. "Is the Dragon King worried that my words don't count? Right now, the Dragon King only has this one chance. I said I would let you go if you can't practice it. Even if you have doubts in your heart, you can only take this gamble, because there is no possibility of escape for you."

He paused and said, "Besides, what I want most is for the Dragon King to join the Ming Cult of the Central Plains. Otherwise, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. As long as you show me your skills, I will let you go. Why do you have to gamble with your skills? Dragon King, think about it, is this the truth?"

Huo Linglong looked at Zhao Ti and said, "I don't believe you can practice this skill to the tenth level. Moreover, if you can't advance after practicing for decades, and I keep waiting, wouldn't I still be deceived by you?"

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Since this is a bet, there is a time limit. If it really takes decades to practice to the tenth level, then it doesn't matter. Even if it takes one or two years, it's unacceptable. How about... one month as the limit?"

"What?" Huo Linglong was shocked. "You are lying to me. No matter how talented you are, you may not be able to reach the ninth level in a month, let alone the tenth level!"

Zhao Ti glanced at her and said, "You are dull and stupid. You won't understand even if I tell you."

Huo Linglong said angrily: "Although I can't say that I have great talent, I'm not stupid. How can a stupid person reach the ninth level?"

Zhao Ti said calmly: "The ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna, just having hands will do."

"You...you..." Huo Linglong was so angry that she was fuming. Although she was humiliated by the other party, she was angry, but she couldn't help but have a little doubt. Could it be that her talent was really not good enough? Although she couldn't compare with her father Huo Shan, she would never admit that she was stupid.

Zhao Ti said: "If you can't reach the tenth level in a month, I will let the Dragon King go. Otherwise, the Dragon King will work for me."

Huo Linglong looked indignant: "I still don't believe it, unless you let me go and fight me. If you can beat me, then I will believe that you are not just bragging and talking nonsense just to cheat me of my skills!"

"Let's fight..." Zhao Ti said with a smile, "Dragon King, do you still think that you and I are equally matched on the bank of West Lake? I was just holding back my strength then. As for now... can Dragon King withstand a single blow from me?"

"There's no point in talking any more. Do you dare to let me go? If you win me, then I'll have fulfilled your bet!" Huo Linglong shouted.

Zhao Ti looked at her for a moment and smiled slightly: "Ming Zun witness, if the Dragon King loses, he must tell me his skills. If I cannot reach the tenth level in one month, I will let the Dragon King go. If I reach the tenth level, the Dragon King will join my Zhongyuan Ming Cult and serve me." "Ming Zun witness, if I break my promise, I will fall into the dark world forever, never see the light, sink into the evil land, and never be reborn!" Huo Linglong said loudly.

Zhao Ti nodded. This Purple Sea Dragon King was smart. He decided to lure the opponent in first and then obtain the Dragon Elephant Prajna technique.

As for whether the other party would really serve him loyally after he reached the tenth level, that was a matter for later.

He was somewhat confident that he could practice this skill to the tenth level within a month.

"Someone, let the Dragon King go."

Tong Guan Baizhan immediately stepped forward and opened the chain, then saw Huo Linglong raise her head and let out a sharp scream, causing dust to fall from the beams.

Then her face turned purple and red in an instant, and there was a loud "bang bang" sound under her feet. She suddenly rushed towards Zhao Ti and slapped him with her palm.

The palm wind swept through the people around, and their clothes fluttered. There was a continuous "boom" of thunder, like the roar of a dragon or an elephant.

Zhao Ti raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his hand to meet the Ice Palm. The little silkworm in the crystal pot in Ah Zhu's arms behind him immediately let out an excited "chiu" scream.

His current Ice Palm was different from when he first practiced it in Shaolin Temple. It was much stronger, especially after absorbing half of the cold poison from the seventy-two islands of the thirty-six cave masters.

The palm forces collided without making any violent noise. The icy true energy instantly wrapped around the opponent's palm wind, mostly suppressing the sound of thunder. In the blink of an eye, the white frost spread up Huo Linglong's arm to her shoulder.

Zhao Ti said calmly: "The ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna is not good enough!"

He released his palm power, and Huo Linglong's body shook, and she flew backwards, directly hitting the wall of the cell. The wall shook a few times, and a layer of slightly white frost appeared.

Huo Linglong's face was filled with shock: "No, this is impossible..."

Zhao Ti shook his head and said, "Is the Dragon King dissatisfied?"

Huo Linglong's body suddenly jumped up like a wild animal and shouted, "I won't..."

Before she could even utter the word "服" (submit), she was slapped against the wall by Zhao Ti again. She was panting heavily, her eyes full of disbelief. After a few breaths, she got up and pounced on Zhao Ti again.

Zhao Ti said: "Dragon King, don't you know the gap between you and me?"

He struck Huo Linglong again, this time with an icy intensity, and it knocked her directly into the wall. Her head and face were covered with white frost, making her look like a snow doll, with only two round eyeballs sticking out of the frost and moving around.

After a while, she slowly stretched out her hand to grab the wall, then crawled out from the wall and fell on the ground with her butt. This time she did not jump over to continue attacking Zhao Ti, and she did not even get up. After being in a daze for more than ten breaths, she suddenly pounded the ground with her hands and burst into tears.

Seeing this, Zhao Ti ignored her and sat down on the chair at the prison door. After waiting for a while, he said, "Dragon King, won't you tell me the technique?"

Huo Linglong wiped away her tears. The frost had melted and she was almost soaked. She said, "I swear in the name of Ming Zun that I will give it to you, but I absolutely do not believe that you can master the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra..."

Zhao Ti said, "You've already lost, stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly. If you can't practice it, just let the Dragon King go."

Huo Linglong said, "Then you should find some paper and notes. This skill is very long, unlike other skills. It will take a whole book to write it down!"

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Just say it."

Huo Linglong was silent for a while, then recited the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra.

This skill is indeed very long, especially the last three levels. The number of words in each level is almost as many as the previous ten levels combined, and there are corresponding palm techniques, which are also very long.

After Zhao Ti listened to it once, he asked Huo Linglong to recite it again after a while. He did this three times until dawn, and then he left the prison.

He went back to rest, got up in the afternoon, packed up, asked Tong Guan and others to guard outside, and began to comprehend the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung.

The description of this technique is not obscure, especially before the fifth level, which is easy to understand. From the fifth to the ninth level, it becomes gradually more profound, but the description is not too complicated.

The tenth level is a bit confusing. Starting from this level, the creator of this skill has to rely on the experience of the first nine levels. However, most warriors can understand it.

As for the eleventh level and onwards, the language starts to become difficult and some of the descriptions are confusing. Obviously, the last three levels are all conjectures.

The tenth level is okay, as the first nine levels have been mastered by someone, and they are further deduced based on the first nine levels. However, the last three levels are completely castles in the air, as no one has mastered the tenth level. These three levels are just based on inertia and are empty assumptions.

Zhao Ti thought for a while. There is no threshold for this skill. The so-called gradual progress only requires a solid foundation and a keeping up state of mind. The foundation and state of mind should be able to support the realm of the skill.

There is nothing to say about the foundation. His internal strength is extremely strong. He will not encounter any difficulties in learning any martial arts. Since returning from Shaolin, the Shenzu Sutra in his body has been running non-stop and accumulating layer by layer. In fact, his internal strength is now no less than that of Wuyazi, who possessed seventy years of internal strength.

Moreover, at this time, half of the life and death talisman true qi in the bodies of the thirty-six cave masters and seventy-two island masters was transformed, and the internal strength increased greatly again.

As for the state of mind, in fact, the requirements below the ninth level are not very high. It can be generally compared with the explanations in Buddhism. It is not that extremely profound and difficult to reach state.

Although Zhao Ti found it hard to imagine what the tenth level of state of mind would be like, after all, no one had ever mastered it and it was not described in the exercises. However, with the existence of the Illusionary Yin Sutra, he could help practice it, and he felt that it would not be a big problem.

When it comes to the most difficult part of the technique, the bottlenecks between each level are not a problem for him, because as long as he has time and accumulates enough internal strength to practice martial arts, he will be able to practice like a fish in water, and it will come naturally without encountering any obstacles.

It was for this reason that he told Huo Linglong that he could master the tenth level of this skill within a month. Things that seemed insurmountable to others, or even difficult to solve in decades, were not considered difficult or troublesome to him.

Then he began to practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung. Zhao Ti crossed his legs and sat with his five hearts facing the sky. He slowly closed his eyes, focused his mind, and put aside all disturbances from the outside world. Gradually, he became calm inside and out.

Then, according to the description of the exercises, one should focus on Dantian to concentrate the internal energy, and carefully pull it upwards along the Ren meridian. Wherever the internal energy passes, the meridians seem to emit a rumbling sound, and all the limbs seem to be pulled and beaten.

The internal force paused for a moment at the Danzhong point. He held his breath, suppressed the internal sound, and then dispersed the internal force into several thin streams, which were then integrated into the eight extraordinary meridians.

At this time, the internal force was constantly flowing and blending with each other. With each operation, Zhao Ti felt the changes in the internal force, gradually refined and condensed it, and then used it to forge the meridians.

As time passed, the first level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra was completed, then the second level, the third level, the fourth level, the fifth level...

Until dawn, after a night had passed, Zhao Ti suddenly let out a long howl and stood up.

At this moment, his energy was all around him, and every step he took was accompanied by a thunderous sound, and every time he swung his palm, a huge force surged. He had actually already mastered the ninth level of this skill...

(End of this chapter)