The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 242
Three days later, at noon
This is the hottest time of the day, when the anode is in full bloom and the cathode is in decline, and it is also the most favorite time for cultivators of the Way of the Sun.

In the center of the courtyard of the Qilin Mansion, Si Xuan's tall figure was shining under the blazing sun, facing the sun, facing the direct sunlight calmly.

He was wearing a blue blouse, and his muscular body was not overly developed, but it also contained terrifying power. This was a treasure body tempered in the great calamity after Dao Slashing Realm.

In front of him were two red-gold illusory books, on which the characters were shimmering and glowing, and the densely packed small characters all showed the color of red gold, each of which was like a small sun, but upon closer inspection, there was There are many differences, the Hengyu scriptures are like a fire phoenix, and the Sun scriptures are closer to the sun.

Suddenly, he raised his head to look at the great sun in the infinite distance, slid his feet, stretched his arms, and began to evolve some kind of boxing technique.

The fist is resolute, heavy, and majestic. Although there is no magic power gathered, it is still as if the real sun is coming to the world, and it has a majestic and sacred feeling.

This is the Sun Emperor Fist, a boxing method recorded in the taboo chapter of the Sun Scripture. When Si Xuanchu read the scriptures, he didn't think that this method was so amazing, but he was beaten by the Holy Emperor with this boxing method in the Dao Slaying Tribulation. After several catties of blood, he finally understood the terrifying aspect of the Emperor Fist.

"rumble!"

As he punched out the Sun Emperor Fist over and over again, the sunlight suspended in the air seemed to have found its destination, and gathered in his hands, slowly forming a blurred golden sun.

Jiang Tingting and Yao Yue were sitting on the rockery in the mansion, playing with their holy soldiers, while watching their master practice while shaking their clean legs.

"Hey? Sister, look, what master condensed this time is not the black sun! It really has the power of the sun!" Suddenly, Yao Yue grabbed Tingting's skirt and exclaimed in a low voice.

Her big eyes are very bright, and her cultivation has reached the quadrupole realm. She can clearly feel the divine power of the sun gathered in Si Xuan's hands, and even has a feeling of echoing it from afar.

"Didn't Master say that you want to comprehend the Hengyu Emperor's Sutra and the Sun's Sutra? The Emperor Fist produced by those two exercises must be golden." Tingting rubbed her junior sister's head and nodded.

"But aren't you two Taiyin bodies? Yin and Yang are in conflict, why can Master activate the power of the sun?" Yao Yue didn't quite understand.

Hearing this, Tingting smiled mysteriously, took out a golden leaf from her cuff and said, "He has a leaf of the hibiscus tree in his mouth, which can be used to induce the divine power of the sun and evolve a power that is incompatible with the physique."

"Oh! No wonder!" Yao Yue understood, and immediately continued to look at the Sun Emperor Fist evolved by Si Xuan with her cheeks on her hands. She also practiced a taboo method in the Sun Sutra, but it was not the Emperor Fist.

At this time, Si Xuan's eyes were closed tightly, and he had already entered the state of forgetting things and me. He did not use mana, but only punched the emperor fist. With the help of a piece of hibiscus tree leaves in his mouth, he could clearly feel the fluctuation of the sun's power around him, even Vaguely saw the wisps of the sun's holy power in this divine leaf.

As he waved his fist, the golden sun in his hand became more and more hot and solid. Although it was far from matching Si Xuan's current strength, it was amazing enough.

This strange practice continued until three hours later when the sun went down and the two disciples had already gone to practice separately, Si Xuancai stopped his fists and let out a long breath.

"It's not easy to gather two great holy powers to become a saint!" He murmured to himself and fetched a cloud of clear water from the rockery to wash away the sweat on his body.

"Perhaps we can go to Sun Planet to practice boxing?" Zi Yuan walked over and put a dark cloak on Si Xuan.

"It's not impossible, let's go back to the sun star and have a look, but I feel that it may not be that helpful." Si Xuan stretched his muscles and bones, nodded in thought.

Now it is only the third day that he has practiced the Dao of the Sun with reference, and he has made great progress. According to Si Xuan's estimate, it will not take more than ten years, and it only takes seven or eight years to successfully attract the Saint Tribulation Law.

"Prince, today a patriarch of the ancient clan came to pay a visit, from the Huntian clan." Ziyuan straightened the cloak for Si Xuan and said.

"Huntian Clan?" Si Xuan tilted his head and looked at her, "Why is that clan looking for me again? Is it that Qi Azu King?"

"No, it's another patriarch, with a very low posture, so I asked him to sit in the mansion." Ziyuan explained.

"Then go and meet him." Si Xuan nodded, and followed Zi Yuan from the backyard of the mansion to the lobby, where a very old-looking patriarch was sitting.

That ancestor king was obviously stronger and older than the Qi Azu king, and the magic lines on his face were extremely deep, with divine power shining in them. When he looked up and saw Si Xuan walking over, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly Going forward, bowing and saluting: "Meet the supreme prince!"

"Well," Si Xuan adjusted his mind slightly, and took a flat look at the ancestor king of the Huntian clan, "I don't know what to call this saint?"

"Yes, my name is Qifu, and I'm Qi'a's uncle. My nephew doesn't know the true face of the prince, and offended you, so I will personally apologize for you." The old ancestor king named Qifu said, his His cultivation is in the eighth heaven of saints, he is very strong, but he is very respectful to Si Xuan.

As he said that, with a flash of light in his hand, he handed over a small square tripod. There were various colors of light shining in it, many of which were precious divine materials and ancient medicines that were hard to find in today's era.

These things can be regarded as bleeding for the Huntian clan, one of the ten most powerful royal families, but they have to be paid. The Jiuli map and the Great Sage Protector that Si Xuan showed that day were all bloodshed. They can all see clearly that the Huntian Clan does not want to be hung over their heads by an imperial soldier, let alone become the first royal family to be exterminated in Beidou today.

But Si Xuan just glanced at it, but didn't accept it. He just looked at the old ancestor king and said calmly, "You should know that what I need is not these divine talents."

"Yes, what you need is the attitude of our Huntian Clan, I understand that," Qifu nodded and said, "Please rest assured, that day Qi'a said that the Huntian Clan will no longer participate in matters against the Human Race, then our clan will Will not interfere again."

"Remember what you guys said!" Si Xuan nodded, reached out and took the dark green Sifang Ding, indicating that he accepted it.

"Thank you, the supreme prince!" Seeing that Si Xuan had put away all those things, Qi Mi was relieved, knowing that the disaster of extermination that only existed in his own clan might have been completely over this time.

He stood up, looked at Si Xuan, the son of the ancient emperor who was older than him, and felt a little emotional for a moment: "In ancient times, your father once protected thousands of people in catastrophe. We are grateful for the emperor's kindness and thank you race is not malicious."

"That's why I just beat up your nephew. Let's try if I bump into the Blood Moon Clan or the Stone Clan?" Si Xuan shook his head and said.

"The ten fierce clans are indeed too much. You know that we didn't like them in ancient times, but now they are guns in other people's hands, so you must be careful." Qifu said.

"I understand that it will be a few more years until the time of excitement. By then, I will almost become a saint. I will have to destroy a few big families." Si Xuan said in a leisurely tone.

Considering his current practice progress, it should be no problem to become a saint before the Yaochi Conference.

(End of this chapter)