Three days later, at noon

This is the hottest time of the day, when the Yang pole is strong and the Yin pole is weak. It is also the favorite time for monks of the Way of the Sun to practice.

In the center of the courtyard of Qilin Mansion, Si Xuan's tall figure shines in the blazing sunlight. He faces the sun and faces the direct sunlight calmly.

He was wearing a green short shirt, and his strong body was not overly muscular, but it also contained terrifying power. This was a treasure body that had been tempered in the great tribulations after the Dao-Zhan realm.

Two red-gold illusory books were suspended in front of him. There were characters on them that were shining brightly. The densely packed small characters were all red-gold in color. Each one was like a small sun, but upon closer inspection, there were

There are many differences. The Hengyu sutra is like a flaming phoenix, while the Sun sutra is closer to the sun.

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

The fist is resolute and heavy, and is domineering and majestic. Although there is no magic power gathered, it is still like the true sun coming to the mortal world, with a majestic and sacred feeling.

This is the Sun Emperor Fist, a set of boxing techniques recorded in the taboo chapter of the Sun Scripture. When Si Xuan first read the scripture, he didn't think this technique was very amazing, but during the Dao Dao Tribulation, he was beaten to the point of vomiting by the Holy Emperor with this boxing technique.

After several kilograms of blood, he finally understood the terrifying nature of this Emperor Fist.

"rumble!"

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

Jiang Tingting and Yao Yue were sitting on the rockery in the mansion, each playing with their own holy weapons while shaking their smooth calves and watching their master practice.

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

Her big eyes were very bright, and her cultivation had reached the four-pole realm. She could clearly feel the power of the sun gathered in Si Xuan's hands, and even felt that it was echoing from afar.

"Didn't Master say that we should meditate on the Hengyu Emperor Sutra and the Taiyang Sutra? The Emperor Fist produced by using those two techniques must be golden." Tingting rubbed her junior sister's head and nodded.

"But aren't you two of Taiyin body? Yin and Yang are in conflict, so why can master activate the power of the sun?" Yao Yue said not quite understanding.

Hearing this, Tingting smiled mysteriously, took out a golden leaf from her cuff and said, "He has a leaf from the Fusang tree in his mouth, which can activate the power of the sun and evolve the power that conflicts with the body's constitution."

"Oh! No wonder!" Yao Yue understood, then she held her chin and continued to look at the Taiyang Emperor Fist evolved by Si Xuan. She also practiced a forbidden method in the Taiyang Sutra, but it was not the Emperor Fist.

Si Xuan's eyes were tightly closed at this time, and he had already entered a state of forgetfulness. He did not activate his magic power, but only used the imperial fist. With the help of a piece of fusang tree divine leaf in his mouth, he could clearly feel the fluctuations of the sun's power around him, and even

I could vaguely see 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 intense and solid. Although it was still far from matching Si Xuan's current strength, it was still amazing enough.

This strange practice continued until the sun set three hours later. The two apprentices had already gone to practice separately. Si Xuan then stood still with his fists closed and let out a long breath.

"It's not easy to gather the two holy powers to become a saint!" He murmured to himself, drawing a ball of water from the rockery and washing away the sweat on his body.

"Perhaps we can go to the Sun Star to practice boxing?" Ziyuan came 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 like it might not be that helpful." Si Xuan stretched his muscles twice and nodded thoughtfully.

It was only the third day of his practice of the Tao of the Sun, and he had already made great progress. According to Si Xuan's estimation, it would not take more than ten years, but only seven or eight years, to successfully induce the Saint Tribulation Technique.

"Prince, today we have an ancestor of an ancient clan coming to pay our respects. He is from the Huntian clan." Ziyuan straightened Si Xuan's cloak and said.

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

"No, it's another ancestor. His posture is very low, so I asked him to come and sit in the mansion." Ziyuan explained.

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

That ancestral king was obviously more powerful and older than the ancestral king Qi'a. The demonic lines on his face were extremely profound, with divine power shining in them. He looked up and saw Si Xuan walking over, and his eyes lit up and he walked quickly.

He stepped forward, bowed and saluted: "Greetings to the Supreme Human Prince!"

"Well," Si Xuan adjusted his mind slightly and glanced flatly at the ancestor king of the Huntian clan, "I wonder what I call this saint?"

"Yes, my name is Qi Fu, and I am Qi'a's uncle. My nephew does not know the true face of the prince and bumped into you, so I am here to apologize to you personally." The old ancestor king named Qi Fu said, his

His cultivation level is at the eighth level of the Saint. He is very strong, but he is very respectful to Si Xuan.

As he spoke, light flashed in his hand, and he handed over a small, square cauldron. There were all kinds of lights shining in it, many of which were precious divine materials and ancient medicines that are hard to find in today's era.

These things can be regarded as a blood loss for the Huntian clan, which is one of the ten most powerful royal clans, but these have to be paid. The Jiuli Tu and the Great Sage Protector that Si Xuan showed that day

Everyone can see clearly that the Huntian clan does not want to have an imperial weapon hanging over their heads, let alone becoming the first royal clan to be exterminated in Beidou today.

Si Xuan only glanced at it, but did not accept it. He just looked at the ancestor king and said calmly: "You should know that what I need is not these magical materials."

"Yes, what you need is the attitude of our Huntian Clan, I understand this," Qi Fu nodded, "Don't worry, that day Qi'a said that the Huntian Clan will no longer participate in things against the human race, then our clan will

We will not interfere again."

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

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Supreme Prince!" Seeing Si Xuan put away all those things, Qi Fu felt relieved, knowing that the disaster of genocide that might exist for his own clan was completely over this time.

He stood up and looked at Si Xuan, the son of the ancient human emperor who was even older than him. He felt a little emotional for a moment: "In ancient times, your father used to protect all races in catastrophes. We are grateful for the kindness of the human emperor and are grateful to him."

Your race means no harm."

"So I only beat up your nephew. What if I bumped into the Blood Moon Clan or the Stone Clan?" Si Xuan shook his head and said.

"The top ten vicious tribes are indeed excessive. You also know that we didn't want to see them in ancient times, but now they have become guns in the hands of others, so you must be careful." Qi Fu said.

"I understand that it will take some more years before things get busy. By then I will almost be a saint, and I will have to kill a few big clans properly." Si Xuan said in a leisurely tone.
Chapter completed!