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

Chapter 315 Transferring Skill
After a while, they returned to their camp and checked on Xu Zhu's body again. Seeing that there was no major problem, they continued their journey at dawn.

We walked and stopped along the way, observing the changes everywhere, but the changes remained the same. Rivers had appeared in many places where there was no water before, and high mountains had turned into plains.

Moreover, the journey seemed extremely long, and it shouldn't have taken so many days, yet we were still late, as if the territory of each prefecture and county had grown considerably larger.

Xiao Feng said, "Your Highness, I feel something is amiss."

Zhao Ti asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Feng asked in confusion, "In the past, when I traveled this route from Lizhou Road to Qinfeng Road, at this speed, I should have arrived in Qinzhou long ago. But how many days have passed and we still haven't arrived?"

Someone from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands also said, "What Chief Xiao says is true. I have traveled this road before, but I don't know why we haven't arrived yet."

Huo Linglong asked with a strange expression, "Could it be that the land has become larger and wider?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

Zhao Ti pondered for a moment and said, "It's not impossible. With the changes in the world, anything can happen. It wouldn't be surprising if the earth became more expansive."

Everyone nodded and continued north. On this day, they finally entered Qin Prefecture and heard that the imperial court had issued three imperial edicts regarding the advancement of the dynasty to the Immortal Dynasty.

Compiling martial arts and Taoist scriptures was not unexpected for Zhao Ti. To cope with the great changes in the world and consolidate his position in the court, the first thing he needed to do was to master cultivation techniques.

Because of the existence of spiritual energy, martial arts can be practiced to a higher level and faster, and Taoist arts have transformed from legends into practices that can be practiced. Therefore, the imperial court will inevitably plan to control these.

The establishment of the two halls for martial arts and legal studies was also for this purpose. The imperial court needed to cultivate and train experts, and even recruit experts who emerged from the common people.

This is not only beneficial for maintaining peace and stability, but also a good step in dealing with foreign countries. Otherwise, if the Liao state had recruited Daowu people into its army, the situation on the border would have inevitably become unfavorable.

After passing Qin Feng Road, we headed north directly into the Hequ region. After traveling for a long time, we finally arrived at Xiping Prefecture.

The journey from Xiping Prefecture to Xingzhou, which should have taken only three days, took a full seven days.

Upon entering Xingzhou City, the scenery was quite different from the surrounding mountains and fields. The changes within the city were minimal, unlike the various strange phenomena in the wilderness, where the land seemed to have grown and become vast.

Zhao Ti entered the Pacification Commission and ordered all officials, both high and low, to come and discuss matters.

By this time, the imperial edict from Tokyo had already arrived, along with a secret letter from Zhao Xu.

After reading it, Zhao Ti conveyed the imperial decree to everyone, and then talked about the countermeasures after the great change, which did not end until evening.

Just as he was about to dismiss everyone and issue orders to the various military commands and prefectures, an urgent report came from the Xiping Military Command.

Xiping Military Command was located in the far west, governing Guazhou, Shazhou, Yumen, Yangguan and other places. It was a vital passage to the Uyghurs and even to the western countries.

He opened the report and looked at it, his expression changing slightly as he took a deep breath.

The news had come from Persia and other places; the Buddhist kingdom had descended from the heavens, landing further west and covering and destroying most of the land in Europe.

The Holy Roman Empire, the Kingdom of England, the Kingdom of France, the Kingdom of Port, the Kingdom of Hunli, the Bytien Empire, the Kingdom of Lumei, and even the various principalities of Rus were all affected.

Many of them perished directly in this disaster, and even those few that were not wiped out were left desolate and scattered, with no royal family remaining.

As for the situation in Persia, it was not good either. Although it was not the center of the Buddha's arrival and was quite far away, strange phenomena and disasters kept happening, and people were in a state of panic, fearing that the end times were coming.

Zhao Ti placed the secret report on the table. He hadn't expected that the Shambhala Buddhist Kingdom was located so far away. This had both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage, of course, is that it keeps you away from the Song Dynasty and from the Central Plains.

The downside is that without Kunlun's constraints and having destroyed many countries, they can take this opportunity to vigorously develop their followers, and their power will expand rapidly, which is far more advantageous than descending into the Great Snow Mountain.

From this perspective, it's hard to say whether Shambhala was truly forced away by the ambush from the Broken Sword of Jin'ao Island, or whether it was a deliberate scheme where they never intended to land on the Great Snow Mountain, but rather to develop further west. However, it's difficult to say whether they used Kunlun to bear the consequences of the widespread suffering and destruction of wild animals.

If it's the second one, then this Buddhist sect is truly scheming and deep-seated, sending chills down one's spine.

Zhao Ti thought for a moment, then dismissed the audience and began writing a memorial to Zhao Xu, recounting the events at the Great Snow Mountain and the events that had occurred in Europe. He then dispatched his personal guards to immediately leave the city and report to Tokyo.

After sitting for a while longer, watching the sunset, they returned to the palace through the back gate of the Xuanfu Division.

At this moment, Mu Wanqing was talking with Azhu, Zhongling and others in the pavilion. When she saw him, the girls all stood up.

A'Zhu said, "Your Highness, the banquet is ready, and we are just waiting for you to finish your official business before we eat."

Zhao Ti nodded and led the women to the East Palace. By the time they had finished dinner, it was already dark.

He called the women over to catch up and chat, then went back to his residence alone.

Upon entering the palace, he went straight to the inner chamber, closed the door, and sat on the couch to focus his inner energy on his dantian.

Only the imprint of the Gandharva God King appeared in his dantian. He had already memorized the God King's techniques and supernatural powers. If he could refine the seed, he could reduce the amount of time he needed to cultivate and lay a solid foundation directly.

However, he did not touch the seed of the mark, but slowly unlocked the seal of the seed of the Great Free Heaven next to it.

As soon as the Illusionary Yin True Qi loosened slightly, the demonic blue light seeped out. Surprisingly, this demonic blue power did not entangle with the Illusionary Yin True Qi, but instead went straight for the Gandharva's mark.

The Gandharva Seal appeared as if facing a formidable enemy, unleashing its own light to clash with the demonic blue color, while the Illusory Yin True Qi lurked to the side, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

The power of the two branded seeds was like that of enemies meeting, their eyes blazing with hatred, and they fought fiercely in the dantian.

Zhao Ti's eyes twitched as he watched, unsure whether the two god-kings were originally enemies, now sensing each other's auras and attacking each other, or whether it was because two tigers cannot share one mountain, and two imprints could not coexist in the dantian, thus causing the fight.

A moment later, the power of the Gandharva God King's imprint was clearly no match and began to shrink back, while the demonic blue color pressed closer step by step.

Zhao Ti felt an astonishing turmoil churning within his dantian. Although he wasn't in too much pain, the scene was truly chaotic and bizarre.

After a while, the power of the Gandharva King's imprint was completely withdrawn into the seed, which was then placed in a defensive position.

The Great Lord of Shiva has an extremely high divine status, which even Indra cannot compare to, and even Brahma may not be his match.

"Hmm?" Zhao Ti's heart suddenly skipped a beat as he discovered that the seed of the Gandharva's mark was showing signs of loosening, and was being subtly stirred by the power of the demonic blue.

He was greatly shocked. He knew that the inheritance mark was almost directly engraved into his body. Even if he wanted to move it, it would be impossible. How could the power of the demon blue be able to lift a corner of it?
After a moment's thought, Zhao Ti understood the reason. Since they were inheriting from each other, they must know each other's strengths and weaknesses. Since they could imprint it into the inheritor's body, they also knew how to remove it, but the inheritor often did not know this.

He pondered for a moment, then saw that the Gandharva's mark was on the defensive and the demonic blue power could not penetrate it at all, so he began to remove it with all his might.

After sensing for a while, Zhao Ti noticed that about a third of the Gandharva brand had already been peeled off, and he frowned. He wondered where the brand would go after being pried up by the power of the Great Freedom Heaven's inheritance. It seemed to be expelled from his dantian; would it be driven directly out of his body?
Zhao Ti stroked his chin and hurriedly circulated his Illusory Yin True Qi to conceal the aura of the Gandharva's imprint seed.

The Gandharva's mark was weaker than the mark of the Great Free Heaven, and it was still defending against the Great Free Heaven at the moment. It was immediately attacked by the Illusionary Yin True Qi and sealed off layer by layer.

The demonic blue power of the Great Free Heaven suddenly lost the aura of the Gandharva and instantly quieted down. It was deceived by the Illusionary Yin True Qi and was unaware of it. After a while, it became smug and began to show off, making Zhao Ti's entire dantian look like a bright blue sea.

Zhao Ti pondered for a few moments. Refining the Great Freedom Heaven's inheritance was not something that could be done overnight, and even after refining it, whether it could coexist with the Gandharva's inheritance seed was also a problem.

If the Great Free Heaven's imprint still cannot contain the Gandharva seed after being refined, then there is no use in keeping the seed.

I have memorized all the Gandharva's techniques and supernatural powers. This seed imprint is used to lay a solid foundation, reduce the time required to enter the training, and allow the successor to seize every second so as not to waste time or end up old and still unable to progress.

However, even without the Gandharva seed imprint, cultivating the abilities of this god-king is not too difficult. In that case, it would be better to transfer the seed imprint to someone else, so that one more person can help him.

He originally had no way to send the seed out, nor could he use any soul-switching techniques like the Spirit Gate. But now that he saw that the power of the Great Free Heaven's inheritance could actually pry open the mark, he thought he might as well take advantage of it and try to see if he could send it out.

The Gandharva King normally corresponds to A'Zhu, but A'Zhu is a close person to him and has no special means of self-defense, so it would be better to transfer him to her.

Zhao Ti walked to the door of the secret room, called over Tong Guan, and asked him to summon A Zhu.

Tong Guan was overjoyed upon hearing this and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will invite Miss A'Zhu over immediately."

Watching Tong Guan skip away excitedly, Zhao Ti's eyebrows twitched. Was he really that happy?
A moment later, Tong Guan jogged back. Zhao Ti, seeing him alone, asked in surprise, "Where's A'Zhu?"

Tong Guan said, "Your Highness, Miss A'Zhu has gone to bathe and change clothes after hearing your summons. She will be here soon."

"Take a bath and change clothes?" Zhao Ti's lips twitched as he pondered, "Did you say something else to A'Zhu?"

"Your humble servant, your humble servant..." Tong Guan lowered his head, his eyes darting around, not daring to utter a sound.

"You scoundrel!" Zhao Ti shook his head: "If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll cut out your tongue. Now get out of here right now."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness, this humble servant will never dare to do it again..." Tong Guan bowed and retreated, but he was secretly pleased with himself.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Zhao Ti said, "Come in."

A Zhu's eyes sparkled, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she carefully entered the secret room.

Zhao Ti looked at her in a white gauze dress, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, her beauty was unparalleled, and she was like a lotus emerging from the water. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "What nonsense is Tong Guan spouting?"

A'Zhu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled and said, "Your Highness, Steward Tong didn't say much. Perhaps I was overthinking it."

Zhao Ti looked her up and down and said, "Are you overthinking it?"

A'Zhu nodded, stepped forward, took Zhao Ti's hand, and gently shook it: "Indeed, this servant was overthinking things."

Zhao Ti smiled, led her to the bedside, and the two sat down. He then recounted the story of the Shambhala Buddhist Kingdom and the lineage of the Gandharva Kings.

Azhu asked with a smile, "Does Your Highness intend to pass on the God King's legacy to this servant?"

Zhao Ti said, “That’s right. A’Zhu, you’ve followed me for so long, you should have gained something. Whether it’s for self-defense or to help me in the future, it would be best if the lineage of the Gandharva God King could be passed on to you.”

A'Zhu asked, "Your Highness, the inheritance is in your possession, how can it be passed on to this servant?"

Zhao Ti said, "You sit across from me, and I'll try to force out this seed of imprint and see if it will choose to move forward."

After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the couch. A'Zhu sat in front of him with her legs wrapped around her waist. Her slender white feet were faintly visible under her skirt, and she moved playfully.

Zhao Ti internally circulated his Illusory Yin True Qi, and the Gandharva imprint gradually opened. Immediately, the demonic blue power of the Great Freedom Seed roared and rushed over like a madman.

The Gandharva brand was only for defense and did not fight against it. The demonic blue power had no way to deal with it, so it immediately began to pry off the brand again.

Perhaps having done this before, he was now more familiar with the process and even faster, quickly peeling off more than half of the brand.

Zhao Ti observed silently for a while, and then saw the demonic blue color in his dantian suddenly intensify, surging like a roaring sea. The seed of the Gandharva God King's mark suddenly trembled and was actually pulled out.

The branded seed floated within his dantian like a rootless duckweed. Zhao Ti tried to control it, but the seed exerted no force, swimming like a fish and difficult to control.

The Gandharva imprint seemed to be looking for a place to take root again, but the demonic blue power would not allow it, and surged wildly, lifting the other party up and pushing it upwards.

Zhao Ti observed carefully and saw that the seed bearing the Gandharva's mark was being pushed up to the Twelve-Story Heavenly Pivot Lock. He hurriedly tried to control it by circulating his power again, but he still couldn't get a grip, and the seed continued to float upwards.

Then, slowly traversing the twelve-story building, ascending upwards, before long they reached the throat.

Zhao Ti was taken aback. How did they end up here? He remembered that when he received the inheritance, it wasn't absorbed into his body from this place.

He then shut his mouth, glanced at A-Zhu in front of him, and A-Zhu looked at him with a questioning gaze, not knowing what he meant.

Zhao Ti raised his eyebrows, then suddenly pulled A'Zhu into his arms, gently bent down, and lowered his head.

A'Zhu was slightly startled, her eyes widened as she looked at Zhao Ti, then her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.

Zhao Ti put one arm around A Zhu's jade-like neck and the other around her slender waist. A Zhu let out a soft "Mmm" and hugged his body tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ti slowly released his hand, raised his head, and saw A Zhu blinking her starry eyes at him. She hooked her arm around his neck and shyly leaned her head over.

Zhao Ti looked at her, took a breath, and suppressed his sandalwood breath again.

After a long while, the two parted ways. Zhao Ti remained silent for a moment before saying, "The seed of the Gandharva God King's inheritance... has already been passed on."

Azhu murmured softly, "I can feel it taking root in my dantian."

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Remember to cultivate diligently."

A'Zhu reluctantly released her hands from Zhao Ti's neck: "Your Highness, then this servant will go back to study it."

Zhao Ti nodded, and A Zhu got off the bed and walked outside. A moment later, she went out and closed the door.

Zhao Ti sat on the couch, looking inward at his dantian, gazing at the seed bearing the mark of the Great Free God King.

(End of this chapter)