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

Chapter 47 Taking the Black Rose Away

It was already evening when Zhao Ti came out of Tianlong Temple. There was a warm breeze outside and the fragrance of flowers and plants was in the air. He returned to the city in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After returning to the inn and eating something, he began to practice. The Phantom Yin Qi enveloped the heaven and earth in his body, covering the Sunflower Qi. The Sunflower Qi hid in a corner and did not dare to move without permission.

This Phantom Yin Qi is so overbearing, Zhao Ti thought to himself, it seems that what Cheng Kun practiced during The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber might not be the complete version.

With the changes of the world and the wars, many martial arts have become increasingly damaged as they have been passed down, and many have even been lost altogether.

He completed a full cycle of his skills and felt that his internal strength had increased. There were still seven days before Jiumozhi's arrival date, and he should be able to reach the fifth level of the Huanyin Finger Technique.

The fifth level of Phantom Yin Finger will open up the Zhongchong point on the finger. In addition to the Shaoshang point, the Zhongchong point can also stimulate the true Qi to hurt people.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed, and at dawn that day, the fifth level of Phantom Yin Finger was completed.

Zhao Ti raised his hand and hit the top of the beam. He heard two light and gloomy noises, and two small holes, more than an inch deep, immediately appeared on the beam.

After resting, washing and eating in the morning, Zhao Ti took Zhou Tong to stroll around the city. According to the time calculation, Jiumozhi would arrive the day after tomorrow. The monks in Tianlong Temple were currently practicing intensively, so it would not be convenient to go over there and disturb them at this time.

After a wandering around Dali City, we arrived at Wuwei Temple. It was very lively. I don’t know what festival it was in Dali, but there were more pilgrims than usual, men and women, families, elderly men and children, all laughing and playing, it was very bustling.

At this moment, Zhao Ti saw a slim figure in black standing under a tree not far from the temple gate, looking cool and quiet in the bustling environment.

He walked over and said with a smile, "Miss Mu."

Mu Wanqing's eyes were as dark as ink. She stared at him for a long while and said, "Mr. Zhao really trusts people."

Zhao Ti heard her voice was bleak, different from the soft and pleasant voice in the past. He thought that Qin Hongmian must have come back recently. She might have teamed up with Zhong Wanchou and Gan Baobao to cause trouble for Duan Zhengchun. Maybe she already knew about my true life experience.

As for Duan Yanqing's original plan, it could not be implemented. Two of the four evil men were gone, and it was hard to say whether Duan Yanqing would stay in Wanghou Valley. Mu Wanqing had been with him before, and the original timelines had long been passed.

He smiled slightly: "I will keep my word."

Mu Wanqing's eyelashes drooped slightly: "Is Black Rose okay?"

Zhao Ti said, "It was well-fed and healthy, so I didn't bring it out today."

Mu Wanqing looked at him and said, "I'll go with you to get the horse."

Zhao Ti looked up at the sky and said, "It's a clear and sunny day today. Miss Mu, please come with me for a walk and see the scenery of Dali City. There's no need to rush to get the horse."

Mu Wanqing said nothing. Zhao Ti walked towards Wuwei Temple with his hands behind his back. Mu Wanqing followed him in silence for a few breaths and then followed him.

After walking around Wuwei Temple and then visiting the city's famous attractions, Mu Wanqing said in the afternoon, "I have to go back."

Zhao Ti asked, "It's still early, why are you in such a hurry?"

Mu Wanqing said: "I'll talk to Master for a moment. She hasn't been home for a long time. Maybe she will come to look for me..."

Zhao Ti nodded. He naturally knew Qin Hongmian's personality and said, "In that case, let's meet at Wuwei Temple tomorrow."

Mu Wanqing said, "Then we won't take the horse today." Then she turned and left to the north.

The next day, Zhao Ti had just arrived at Wuwei Temple when he saw Mu Wanqing hurrying towards him from a distance. She asked him, "Master Zhao, where are the horses?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Aren't we going to wander around and then pick up the horse?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head: "I have to leave Dali immediately, so you can ride the horse first." Zhao Tiqi said: "Why are you leaving so suddenly? You are not in such a hurry. It won't take long to get the horse."

Mu Wanqing whispered, "I was reprimanded by Master when I returned yesterday. Master has packed up and is leaving the city to return to the mountain. I took this opportunity to come out and see you to give you instructions."

Zhao Ti thought after hearing this: "I can't stay in Dali for long. Black Rose will definitely ride away. If Miss Mu wants to take the horse again, I'm afraid she will have to go to Tokyo."

"Tokyo?" Mu Wanqing's eyes were blank for a moment. "What you said before, that you live in Tokyo, is that true?"

Zhao Ti said, "That's true. Tokyo is not that far away. It's not the end of the world. You've been to Jiangnan, so why can't you go to Tokyo?"

Mu Wanqing remained silent for a few breaths, and just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw two girls walking in the crowd. She couldn't help but said in a panic, "Master is here. Then Tokyo... we'll talk about Tokyo later."

Zhao Ti saw two women looking around in the crowd in the distance. They were both dressed in martial arts clothes. He thought one was Qin Hongmian and the other was Gan Baobao. Mu Wanqing walked up to them and said something to them, and then they disappeared in the crowd together.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said, "Go back."

Zhou Tong and Su Da agreed, and the three of them went back to the inn together. Zhao Ti went to the backyard of the inn to take a look at Black Rose. The horse hadn't been out for a few days, and when it saw him, it immediately started paddling its hooves.

Zhao Ti went over and patted its head: "Your master has something to do, so you are following me first."

The horse seemed to understand and rubbed its head against his arms. After Zhao Ti stroked it a few times, he left with a smile.

The next morning, Zhao Ti rushed to Tianlong Temple. He and Ben Yin had only spoken a few words in the meditation room when a young monk suddenly came in and said, "Abbot, the king is here."

Ben Yin was stunned and looked at Zhao Ti: "Donor Zhao, I don't know why my king is here. Would you like to meet him?"

Zhao Ti wondered why Duan Zhengming came to Tianlong Temple anyway, and said, "It's okay to meet him."

The young monk went out and brought in two people after a while. The leader had a long beard and a black robe and had a handsome face. Behind him was a young man with a red and yellow face and a very bad look. It was Duan Yu.

Duan Zhengming came in and clasped his hands to greet them. Although Tianlong Temple was a royal temple, it was an empty temple and there was no restriction on the etiquette between the ruler and his subjects, nor on the generations of family members. The two of them met each other with equal courtesy.

Duan Yu saw Zhao Ti at this time and showed his delight: "Brother Zhao? Brother Zhao said that we can meet again, and it turned out to be true."

Zhao Ti saw that his breathing was unstable and frowned, "Brother Duan, what's wrong?"

Duan Yu said, "Brother Zhao, you don't know. I was delivering a letter to a place called Wanchou Valley, but I was beaten by a crippled villain who spoke with ventriloquism. My meridians were injured. Fortunately, my guards arrived in time, otherwise I would have been tortured to death by him."

Zhao Ti nodded. It was not the original poisoning, but the beating from Duan Yanqing. It seemed that his meridians were deeply injured, so Duan Zhengming brought him to Tianlong Temple for medical treatment.

Duan Zhengming recognized the two and said, "Master Ben Yin, this is..."

Ben Yin was busy introducing Zhao Ti's identity. Duan Zhengming thought for a moment, then his expression changed drastically and asked, "But is it His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan of the Great Song Dynasty who is in person?"

Zhao Ti did not use a pseudonym, and Duan Zhengming, as the King of Dali, inherited the previous King of Dali's ambition to become a vassal of the Song Dynasty. He remembered the names of several of the most recent members of the Song Dynasty's royal family.

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Lord Duan has a good eye, but this matter cannot be told."

Duan Zhengming straightened his expression and said, "I know a little about the rules of the Song Dynasty, but I am sorry for being rude."

Ben Yin, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had originally overestimated Zhao Ti's identity, but he didn't expect that he was actually the Prince of Song. He couldn't help but say, "Donor Zhao, this..."

(End of this chapter)