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

Chapter 48: Mahavairocana
Zhao Ti said: "Master Ben Yin, don't think too much about it. The previous agreement still counts."

Ben Yin put his palms together and said, "I am terrified. How can I do this?"

Zhao Ti said: "How can it be impossible? Master, please don't say anything more."

Ben Yin sighed, "Prince Yan is righteous, Tianlong Temple is grateful for the favor."

After saying that, he looked at Duan Zhengming. Duan Zhengming was thinking deeply. Since he was on good terms with the other party, his identity must be true. Now thinking about the matter of vassalage, if this person could give some advice, wouldn't there be great hope?

Duan Yu looked at Zhao Ti and said, "Brother Zhao, you are actually the King of Song!"

Zhao Ti asked, "Brother Duan also concealed his identity?"

Duan Yu wanted to speak again, but Benyin looked at Duan Zhengming and said, "Donor Duan, why are you here..."

Duan Zhengming came back to his senses and hurriedly told Duan Yu about his meridian injury.

Ben Yin thought, "You must follow me to Muni Hall to discuss this matter with my three fellow apprentices."

Duan Zhengming said: "It is a serious sin to disturb the masters' meditation."

Ben Yin said, "Prince Zhennan will inherit the throne in the future. Since he has come to Tianlong Temple to ask questions, he must have some questions. I should discuss this with my fellow apprentices."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Ti and said, "Donor Zhao, please come in first."

Zhao Ti nodded, and Duan Yu went over to hold his arm: "Brother Zhao, why did you come to this temple?"

Duan Zhengming scolded, "Yu'er, don't be disrespectful to King Yan. Have you forgotten all the daily etiquette?"

Duan Yu let go and said, "Yes, uncle." But he still stayed beside Zhao Ti and continued talking.

Duan Zhengming was puzzled when he saw this. He didn't know how Yu'er got to know this person, but it was a good thing at least. He could get closer to him and ask him to help advise the Emperor of Song.

Several people walked all the way to the Muni Hall. Zhao Ti did not go inside, but sat still beside a four-stringed moon-harp. This was discussed before. If Jiumozhi snatched the scriptures, he could be intercepted here.

Ben Yin said, "Thank you for the trouble, Mr. Zhao. I will take them both inside to check on their injuries first."

Zhao Ti nodded. Since Duan Zhengming was here, Ku Rong would probably ask him to learn one of the Six Meridians Divine Sword just to be on the safe side. But even if Duan Zhengming learned one of them, they would still be no match for Jiumozhi.

At that time, it was Jiumozhi who held Duan Zhengming hostage and threatened to take him back to Tubo. Duan Yu then came to rescue him with the Six Meridians Divine Sword. However, although Duan Yu rescued Duan Zhengming, he was captured again.

Not to mention that Duan Yu cannot practice Six Meridians Divine Sword now. Even if he could, Jiumozhi would get one of them in the end, and he would have to take action himself.

At this time, the young monk brought tea. Zhao Ti asked him to sit down and asked him how to play the four-stringed moon-shaped zither. Seeing that the young monk was lively, he asked him to move the chess pieces to play chess.

During the process, Benyin came out twice and talked to Zhao Ti. Zhao Ti just asked him to go back and do his work. Benyin clasped his hands and apologized and went back.

Before I knew it, more than two hours had passed. Suddenly, bursts of soft sandalwood fragrance and a faint Buddhist chant drifted from afar.

In the Muni Hall, Benyin used his inner strength and said loudly, "The King of Light, please move over here."

People outside, from near to far, said, "Thank you, Abbot."

Zhao Ti couldn't help but smile when he heard the friendly, humble and polite voice.

A moment later, footsteps were heard and about ten people appeared outside the Muni Hall.

The first one was a monk, wearing a yellow robe, less than fifty years old, with a lively look on his face, and a faint glow of precious light flowing, like pearls and jade, shining naturally.

Ben Yin walked out, looked at the monk and said, "Great Wheel King, please come." Jiumozhi put his hands together and said, "Buddha said that there is no birth and no death, no dirt and no purity. I am a humble monk and have not been able to comprehend the love, hatred, life and death. I am sorry to bother the masters of Tianlong Temple."

Ben Yin shook his head and said, "Ming Wang's move is really superfluous."

Jiumozhi walked in with a smile on his face. Suddenly he saw Zhao Ti playing chess with the young monk. He paused slightly, but then continued walking forward without changing his expression.

When he came in, Zhao Ti just glanced at him, but when he looked over, Zhao Ti didn't even look at him.

Jiumozhi was conceited and thought that Dali had limited experts. Even if he suspected that he was a helper, he would not retreat.

Watching the two people walk in, the young monk asked, "Donor Zhao, are you still playing chess?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Of course I will teach you a game of Zhenlong."

The two men were playing around with right and wrong, totally ignoring what was going on inside, but it wasn't long before they heard a fight breaking out.

The little monk was shaking with fear. Zhao Ti said, "Don't be distracted while playing chess."

The little monk said, "Yes, yes, but Mr. Zhao, I am still afraid..."

Zhao Ti shook his head and listened to the continuous sound of "chi chi" of finger energy in the hall. There was also another sound, like the sound of a knife, but when he listened carefully, it was like strong energy breaking through the air. He knew it was Jiumozhi's unique Flame Sabre Palm.

The fight inside became more and more intense. After about half an hour, the sound suddenly stopped. A few breaths later, Jiumozhi came out with another person, who was Emperor Baoding Duan Zhengming.

He said in a clear voice: "The ruler of my country has long admired the style of Emperor Baoding and longed to meet him. Please go to Tubo to have a talk with him."

The monks inside chased out, led by Ku Rong. His face looked strange at the moment, half of it was rosy and smooth, and the other half was like a dry bone, burnt and protruding with no muscles. It was obvious that he had practiced a special martial art.

Ku Rong said calmly: "Ming Wang, this is inappropriate."

Jiumozhi laughed loudly. Ever since he stepped into the hall, he had noticed that Duan Zhengming's expression was full of wealth and honor, so he guessed that it was Emperor Baoding, so he looked for an opportunity to capture him: "What's wrong with that? Come, pick up the King of Dali!"

The dozen or so men outside the door wanted to enter, and Zhao Ti slowly stood up at this time.

Jiumozhi was on guard against the monks on the opposite side from using the Six Meridians Divine Sword, so he held Duan Zhengming horizontally in front of him, pinching his meridians so that he could not use any of his internal energy.

Zhao Ti stood up and Jiumozhi looked over. He knew the master of One Finger of Yang from Dali and he couldn't be as old as Duan Zhengchun. If he didn't have the ability of One Finger of Yang, he could withdraw from Tianlong Temple without any risk as long as he had Duan Zhengming in his hands. Then he could use this as an excuse to ask for the complete sword manual of Six Meridians Divine Sword. As for taking it back to Tubo, it was just to intimidate the monks.

But just as he was about to look away, Zhao Ti suddenly raised his hand behind the four-stringed lute.

Just hearing the sudden light and gloomy voice, Jiumozhi's face changed drastically in an instant. He quickly let go of one arm and chopped in mid-air.

A blazing palm wind immediately intersected with the Qi of the Phantom Yin Finger, making a crackling sound.

Zhao Ti felt that the other party's internal strength was far superior to Duan Yanqing's, and he was holding Duan Zhengming hostage with one hand and only using the other hand.

He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands, and four phantom Yin finger true energy shot towards Jiumozhi in different directions.

Jiumozhi used Duan Zhengming to block the monks in front of him. At this moment, his side was empty, so he could only chop out the flaming sword repeatedly, but the power of Huanyin Finger was extremely cold, and the flaming sword palm wind could not be completely chopped away. If he had both hands, it would be fine, but at this moment he could only use one hand, and his precious appearance was broken and his expression was ferocious.

Zhao Ti's hands continued to exert phantom Yin finger power, Jiumozhi was horrified, he had never seen such martial arts before, and none of the martial arts he knew had ever been seen before.

The power of the Phantom Yin Finger forced him to be at a loss for a moment. He suddenly shouted, let go of Duan Zhengming, and used his other hand to use a flaming knife.

(End of this chapter)