Northern Xuanwu, the taiyin transforms into life, manifests the essence of deficiency and danger, merges into a tortoise and a snake, wanders around the world, governs all spirits, and comes from my right...
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Sitting on the back of the Splitting Wind God Peng, Yang Wan realized that the world was so big.
This kind of real feeling is completely different from what you can feel when you look at the map of Xuanhuang Continent or the map of Sihai Kingdom.
Down below, each county town and even a big city is no bigger than the palm of your hand.
The more you see this kind of world, the smaller you will feel.
More than thirty people were on the back of the Splitting Wind God Peng. It didn't seem crowded at all, and everyone was even far apart.
After all, everyone comes from different counties, and they are all arrogant people, so it is not easy to get along with each other.
Everyone can sit very smoothly on the Dapeng without the risk of falling. That is because the powerful demonic energy overflows from the Dapeng and wraps everyone tightly.
The demonic energy is full of evil and violent flavor, similar to the character of most demonic beasts.
However, this Wind-Splitting Peng has been tamed, its ferocity has long been forgotten, and even its demonic energy has become much tamer.
This is not a good thing for the Splitting Wind Shenpeng. If it encounters a wild Hong-level fifth-grade monster, it will definitely not be able to fight it.
Even roc monsters are naturally extremely powerful.
The Split Wind God Peng is considered the worst among the Peng-type monsters, but even the worst ones are at the fifth level of the Hong level, which is similar to the fifth and sixth levels of the human True Dragon Realm. This shows how powerful the Peng-type monsters are.
Yang Wang was even more repelled by being too close to people he didn't know. Besides, these people didn't think highly of him because he was the first level of the True Dragon Realm, so he wouldn't look for trouble.
On the other hand, the senior brother named Li Qingling was four feet away from Yang Wan. He had his eyes closed and was holding a three-foot long sword, motionless.
Yang Wang shifted his gaze to the sword in his hand.
The blade of the sword was hidden in the scabbard and could not be seen, but Yang Wan estimated that it was at most two fingers wide.
The scabbard and hilt of the sword are all white, nothing special, but the aura emanating from it is very cold and severe.
Yang Wan even felt that there was great energy hidden in this sword, an energy that made his heart palpitate.
This Li Qingling is probably around twenty-seven or eighty years old, but he has a cultivation level that surpasses the realm of human elixirs. He also has such a magical weapon in his hand, which is amazing.
At the same time, Yang Wan also felt pressure.
Xuanwu Palace is the holy land of martial arts in the Sihai Kingdom. His current strength is only at the bottom. If he wants to stand out and become as powerful as Li Qingling, he doesn't know how long it will take.
Thirty years old? Forty years old?
But when he thought about his water body and Taiyin, Yang Wan was filled with confidence.
The harsher the environment and the stronger the competition, isn't it just the right time to hone yourself?
If there is no training in Xuanwu Palace, what is the difference between staying in Baize County?
Looking at the rising sun in the east, Yang Wan was full of confidence.
One day has passed, and Xuanwu Palace is about to arrive.
In just one day, the Splitting Wind Shenpeng flew through three counties and arrived in the sky above the famous [Xuanwu Mountains] in the Sihai Kingdom.
Yang Wan looked below the clouds and mist, and a vast mountain range came into Yang Wan's sight.
Countless peaks, countless rivers, countless cold springs and waterfalls, countless flowers, plants and trees are all looming under the clouds and mist, just like a fairyland on earth.
Among them, the most conspicuous ones are the countless palaces.
Although Yang Wan had never seen a palace, he was still shocked by the magnificence of these palaces.
In the Xuanwu Mountains, on every larger mountain peak, there are magnificent palaces built one after another.
Golden bricks and green tiles, green water, it is really five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion, the waist of the corridor is unobstructed, the eaves are high and the teeth are high, each holding the terrain, fighting each other. There are twists and turns, and whirlpools of water in the hive.
I don’t know how many tens of millions were lost.
Especially some of the central palaces are like fairy palaces described in myths.
This is Xuanwu Palace, where Yang Wan will spend the next five to ten years, or even his whole life.
Yang Wanshang was shocked, and the champions from other counties even let out exclamations of surprise.
When I thought that they could live here in this fairyland-like place for the rest of their lives, their faces suddenly filled with joy.
Yang Wan was just shocked.
He came to Xuanwu Palace with Yang Xuan's dream in mind, and the pressure in his heart was so great that he did not dare to relax even a little bit. Whether the Xuanwu Palace was beautiful or simple, it did not affect his determination to pursue martial arts.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Wan's originally agitated heart finally calmed down.
At his age, he has too much curiosity and low resistance to beautiful things. There are too many things that distract him, and he can easily lose himself, become decadent, and become addicted to enjoyment.
But Yang Wan is lucky, because the pressure behind him is greater than everyone else. This pressure spurs him on all the time, making his mind calm and focused.
Li Qingling looked at these young people with excited faces, pursed her lips and said nothing.
This year was the first time that he went to pick up people from various places in the Sihai Kingdom, but in the Xuanwu Palace, he saw those young people who were gradually sinking.
My eyes glanced at Yang Wan, and I was slightly surprised when I saw his cold expression.
He remembered that this young man once scared away the fifth-grade Hong-level Splitting Wind God Peng. Moreover, with Yang Wan on the Splitting Wind God Peng, he could feel that the Splitting Wind God Peng flew extremely unnaturally.
Yang Wan is the only one among these county champions who is at the first level of the True Dragon Realm.
All this shows how special he is.
But Li Qingling didn't care in the blink of an eye.
If you want to enter the Xuanwu Palace, there is still an entrance test to stop you.
With Yang Wan's strength at the first level of the True Dragon Realm, it is estimated that it would be difficult for him to enter the Xuanwu Palace.
The huge wings of the Splitting Wind God Peng shook and then circled downwards and landed.
They descended into a wide valley filled with green grass and some buildings, similar to the martial arts arena in Baize County.
At the same time, Yang Wan actually saw dozens of Wind-Splitting Rocs in the valley.
These wind-splitting gods are all huge, but they don't seem crowded in this valley.
And there are almost thousands of people in this valley.
Yang Wang knew that these people came from various counties in the Sihai Kingdom, and every one of them was a champion.
At a glance, there are almost no characters below the True Dragon Realm. Everyone has strong Qi, with an average of two channels of Qi. Yang Wan is the first level of the True Dragon Realm, and he is also at the bottom here.
Suddenly being with thousands of geniuses, Yang Wan was really uncomfortable.
In Baize County, he and Lin Hanjian are the dominant ones.
But when I came to Xuanwu Palace, I became the lowest-level character, grabbing a lot of people.
Which of these various people is not at least someone like Yang Ding?
Even if his strength is comparable to Lin Hanjian, I'm afraid it's quite a lot, right?
However, this is nothing. When the county competition began, didn't Yang Wan defeat Lin Lingyun at the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm?
At the end of the county competition, didn't he defeat Lin Hanjian at the first level of the True Dragon Realm?
Li Qingling met with several powerful men from Xuanwu Palace who looked like envoys. The aura of these people was weaker than that of Li Qingling, but it was equivalent to Yang Ling.
Li Qingling seemed to be very respected, and the envoys called him Senior Brother Li.
Yang Wang knew that Li Qingling was probably the most outstanding among the young experts in Xuanwu Palace. No wonder his aura was so terrifying, he was much stronger than Yang Ling.
Li Qingling and several Xuanwu Palace envoys ordered a hundred people, and Yang Wan happened to be among them.
The remaining 900 people were also divided into nine groups, and each group was brought to a ring.
Li Qingling jumped onto the ring. He glanced at Yang Wan and the others with cold eyes. When the champions were glanced at by him, they felt as if they were being stared at by ferocious beasts, sending chills down their spines.
"If you haven't passed the entrance test, you are not a member of the Xuanwu Palace. I advise you not to be too happy. Every year, out of a thousand people, more than 300 are sent out!"
"You are champions in the county, but you are nothing here!"
"Let me tell you the rules of the entry test. First of all, the first game is a melee with a hundred people! Only the fifty people left on the ring will be considered qualified. Those who pass will each receive one yuan jade, and the top ten will each receive ten
A block of Yuan Yu!”
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