"Peng!" Xuanyuan Peng's big hand seemed slow and fast, and suddenly grabbed Dongfang Yilong's neck. The rolling fairy aura suddenly burst out. The airflow exploded, and the pressure on Dongfang Yilong was trembling violently. His back seemed to be pressing against an ancient sacred mountain. The heavy pressure made him kneel down inch by inch...

"No, no, no, I won't kneel, Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan, if you kill me, I won't kneel down..." Dongfang Yilong struggled miserably and howled, but no matter how hard he struggled or howled, he could not change the pattern of giant palm suppression, terrifying pressure...

His legs were crushed by the terrible pressure, and blood was squirting. With a thunderous sound, Dongfang Yilong's face turned red and could no longer bear the powerful pressure from his neck. He was forced to kneel down. He knelt side by side with Miao Renmai and four others, lined up, and knelt on the earth in front of more than 100,000 disciples watching Xianmiao, in front of the gate of the Holy Son Palace!

"Xuanyuan, I hate you, I hate you so much, wait for me, wait for me..." Dongfang Yilong seemed to have suffered the greatest humiliation and excitement since his birth. He was ashamed and angry as he roared wildly, wanting to threaten Xuanyuan Peng.

"There is a lot of nonsense, shut up!" Xuanyuan Peng shouted, and a fairy aura rushed into Dongfang Yilong's neck. In an instant, Dongfang Yilong's voice suddenly disappeared. The acupoints in his throat were blocked and imprisoned by Xuanyuan Peng's energy, which made him squeezing, but he couldn't speak...

Xuanyuan Peng casually bounced his fingers and smiled faintly: "Yes, if you five kneel down, the whole world will be pure! Remember, kneel down for three hours! The brothers at the scene will listen to me. Whoever dares to try to rescue the five of them in advance will be unable to get along with me, Xuanyuan, and whoever tries to join these five people and kneel in public. At that time, I, Xuanyuan, will suppress him in public without any mercy, let him kneel side by side, and help him fulfill his wish to kneel down and show his public!"

His voice was neither anxious nor slow, but like the swaying spring breeze, the crisp cicadas chirping, which was clearly transmitted into the ears of every brother. After saying that, he strode towards the door of the Holy Son Hall. The immortal disciples who were crowded and blocked the gate of the Holy Son Hall walked over slowly, this time, they spread out in a hurry and made a human flesh alley for Xuanyuan Peng to pass through...

Xuanyuan Peng smiled faintly. Perhaps this is the Five Elements Intimidation brought by strength. He walked through the human flesh alley of the immortals with his hands on his back and disappeared into the gate of the Holy Son Hall!

In front of the gate of the Holy Son Hall, Dongfang Yilong, Miao Renmai, Long Canglang, Long Chengshu, Wang Guanlan, five cultivation geniuses, knelt on the ground side by side. Their eyes were bloodshot, their hearts were frustrated, and they were furious. They were so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick. However, their entire immortal bodies, including their voices, were imprisoned and sealed by Xuanyuan Peng's immortal aura. They couldn't struggle at all, and they couldn't roar. They could only kneel down on the ground with great aggrievance...

This was kneeling in public in front of more than 100,000 Xianmiao disciples. Dongfang Yilong and others even had the intention of committing suicide. Unfortunately, they couldn't lift their hands and couldn't even commit suicide!

"Hahaha, Dongfang Yilong, Miaoren, Long Canglang, Long Chengshu, Wang Guanlan, you have today, very good, very good, hahaha, Junior Brother Xuanyuan, I am worthy of being the number one genius of Xianmiao. I, Ling Donglai, with his big hand, finally avenged the revenge of yours that you have been for many years!" Ling Dong came out more and more, stood proudly in front of Dongfang Yilong and others, as if accepting their kneeling apology, and sneered in an arrogant tone...

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, you kneel in public, actually just kneel down at my Confucian scholar gang. Don't worry, we are generous and accept your apology, and let you go..." More than 20,000 Confucian scholar gang members rushed out with laughter, standing behind Ling Donglai, wantonly humiliating Dongfang Yilong and others...

"Hum, haha, haha..." The hatred contained in the eyes of the five early-level powerful people such as Dongfang Yilong was simply crazy. They were extremely frustrated and were so angry that they were about to squirt blood. However, they were imprisoned in their original position and could only keep their kneeling posture. It was impossible for them to struggle. The five people were so anxious that they were suffocating their throats, like five toads...

At this time, Xuanyuan Peng walked through the extremely wide corridor of the Holy Son Hall and walked towards the hall. He clearly felt that countless powerful spiritual senses were quietly scanning him. He smiled and knew that just now, outside the Holy Son Hall, he overwhelmed the five entry-level powerful forces, and his performance was eye-catching, attracting the attention of the Holy Son Hall, the Holy Son Masters and the elders of the Holy Son Hall. They projected their spiritual senses to sense his true skills...

His sleeves floated and he walked with a splash. His whole body was like a clear spring or a deep pool, both clear and deep. This kind of external aura that gave people a contradictory body immediately gave different people to judge with different skills. Some were cautious and thought that Xuanyuan Peng's cultivation was unfathomable and should not be underestimated; some were overly high and had high self-esteem, but they thought that he was just like this and there was no big threat...

A strong man's every move has a powerful aura. The stronger his strength, the deeper his shock. The breath that Xuanyuan Peng lingers outside his body is natural, just like the breeze blowing through the flowing water, and the flowers and green grass laughing. Although it gives people a stunning feeling, carefully sensing it, there is no threat to be alert...

This is the power that the Taoist and natural immortal arts gradually reveal. Now Xuanyuan Peng does not need the Holy Monument and the Nine Emperors’ weapons to help him hide his power and breath, but it still gives people a feeling of being ethereal, erratic, natural, and bright breeze and bright moon!

This feeling is similar to the feeling of "the great way is ethereal", which makes people unable to see through and measure it. Xuanyuan Peng's cultivation has already had his own Tao. He is walking forward step by step along the "Tao" he has learned! The detection and sensing of his skill and cultivation by everyone else is just a hurry passerby...

"Elder, my name is Xuanyuan. I have just been summoned from the Fairy Miao Hall to report and accept the test of the Holy Son! If it can be passed smoothly, I would like to contribute my own strength to the great cause of the Nine Yang Immortal Sect!" Xuanyuan Peng walked into the Hall of the Holy Son under the sensing of countless spiritual senses, and smiled politely at the five Holy Son elders who were responsible for receiving and assessing the reception and assessment, explaining his purpose!

"Xuanyuan, you have surpassed the five entry-level masters outside the Holy Son Hall and have passed the test of being promoted to the Holy Son. This is the Holy Son card issued to you. The card contains the number of your cultivation cave. You can use this card to enter and exit your personal cultivation cave. In addition, you can use this card to receive various Holy Son level cultivation resources, especially the king-level immortal source energy of ten thousand kilograms per month. For the newly-entered Holy Son, it is particularly precious and must not be missed! And..."

The five middle-aged elders looked at each other, and one of them had a big beard and coughed dryly, indicating that he had seen the whole process of suppressing Dongfang Yilong and others. The strength of the powerful secret realm was absolutely impeccable. Then he sent a Holy Son waist card made of yellow pure gold, and told him some of the traditional rules of the Holy Son Hall.

"Thank you, elders, I remember the rules of the Holy Son Hall!" Xuanyuan Peng bowed his head and was about to leave to see how advanced his Holy Son-level cultivation cave was than the Xianmiao-level cave...

"By the way, Xuanyuan, I'll remind you that every saint is qualified to enter Wanxian Academy and comprehend various secrets of immortal arts. They are all Nine Yang Immortal Sects, collecting the collections of the sects in the world. I don't know how many years it has been, and the collection is extremely rich. It can be said that the martial arts of heaven is all-encompassing. You can choose immortal books that suit your taste of cultivation and practice in seclusion in Wanxian Academy. This is the privilege of the saint-level disciples. You can practice one or countless kinds. It depends on your personal learning and understanding ability. I hope you don't miss this opportunity to improve the magical skills of immortal arts!" Another middle-aged elder with a fluttering Confucian shirt suddenly reminded him kindly.

"Oh, can you open up and study further? Thank you for reminding me, I will never miss any opportunity to study further!" Xuanyuan Peng was overjoyed after hearing this. He estimated that the elder of Confucian scholars was very likely to have something to do with the Confucian scholars. He suppressed Dongfang Yilong and others, which was equivalent to avenging the great revenge of the Confucian scholars. This elder-level Confucian scholar is probably one of the backers of the Nine Yang Immortal Sect, so he favored him a little and kindly reminded him of the benefits of further study.

Since Xuanyuan Peng entered the path of cultivation in the human world, every master he worshipped has been wary of him and has not given him the opportunity to deepen his studies in all directions. For example, in the Heaven and Earth Nature Sect, there are ten natural magical powers, but he was only allowed to learn the tenth magical powers and the first nine stronger magical powers, so he did not give him the opportunity to practice.

It can be said that his cultivation, one is based on the guidance and support of the Golden Toad, and two is based on his own cultivation and understanding. He has been bloody and bloody and has entered the current secret realm of cultivation. It is really not easy. He knows his own affairs, and what he lacks the most is to systematically and comprehensively learn the knowledge of immortal cultivation. This kind of comprehensive further study can give him more learning opportunities, more knowledge mastery, and more cultivation and understanding!

Xuanyuan Peng is like a self-taught and a wild cultivation master. In some aspects, he is stronger than a genius disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect; but when it comes to comprehensive basic theories, he is still far from learning and consolidating! A tall building is built on the ground, and only when the foundation is solid can a higher building be built.

To give the simplest example: Xuanyuan Peng is at the level of a high school student, mastering the knowledge of college students, and even creating a value that is better than college students! However, in terms of basic aspects, he really needs further study and further study! The Nine Yang Holy Son has the privilege of entering the Nine Yang Immortal Sect, practicing holy land, and studying in Wanxian Academy, which makes him particularly moved and happy! (To be continued...)
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