"Later, I took an adventure in Snake Mountain and used a secret technique to transform the Qiankun Dao body. Mr. Wang probably doesn't know this yet."

"Wang Jian doesn't know? Huh... trash."

The pulse case from that year had already been submitted to the God Emperor. Regarding Peng Yu's use of dragons and snakes to temper his body, Wang Jian's explanation at the time was to "restore the bloodline."

But looking at it now, it is clear that he is building the Qiankun Immortal Body.

"That boy Zhuanyang, when did you know about it?"

Peng Yu looked hesitant, as if he was a little confused: "It should be on the way out of the palace, right? It's hard to tell when exactly."

That's right, leaving the Heavenly Palace is leaving the palace. Anyway, it was on this journey, and Peng Yu really didn't know when Zhuanyang figured it out.

"Does anyone know about this?"

"Zhuan Yang, Xian'er, Senior Yun Lingzi, Teacher Nie Jingyuan. Let's just say these are the ones?"

Peng Yu helped Zhou Tianshi hide it and cross out this person.

"There are quite a few people who know, but it seems I'm the only one who doesn't know?"

Peng Yu's expression changed and he was about to speak again. The God Emperor interrupted directly: "As for the incarnation of Xuan Longzi, I was chasing your mother and concubine back then, so I had no choice but to use a pseudonym."

"I fell in love with your mother at first sight. When she became a 'stunning talent', I secretly fell in love with her. But because there were too many things, I cut off this love. Later, we met again by chance and pursued her as 'Xuan Longzi'.

Sword Master Mo Lin, Yun Lingzi and others all know about this matter."

"As for Zhuanyang... he is a legitimate descendant of the Zhuansun family and the legitimate son of the contemporary Marquis of Yunyang. He is your nephew, so don't think too much about it."

He looked at Peng Yu and saw that he was frowning, as if he still didn't believe it.

Forget it, take your time. Anyway, I am aboveboard and not afraid of criticism.

Just looking at Peng Yu's attitude, he felt very unhappy.

Suddenly, he thought of an idea and said softly:

"The emperor mentioned that I don't care about the cultivation of your brothers. Let's do this. When you come back from your study tour, you and your brothers will be tested one by one by me. If you fail the test, I will again assume the authority of my father's instruction.

"

Hmm? What do you mean? Exam? Martial arts exam?

Peng Yu's expression changed, and seeing his change of face, the God Emperor was satisfied: "I will tell your other brothers about this matter. After all, you care about the brothers, help them to stand up, and are jealous of my partiality for the 'illegitimate son'. Then, you must let

It’s nice of them to miss you, isn’t it?”

No, no need.

We don’t want to be like Zhuan Yang, being taught like a dead dog all day long.

"Ahem...Father, since it's a misunderstanding, let's forget it. It's enough for me to know that my father cares about us. There is no need to compete."

"Of course. I thought about it carefully and found that I did not check the progress of any child's practice every day."

"When you make mistakes, you correct them. This is a good moral character. I will make mistakes, reflect on them, and work hard to be a good father."

"Well, you don't need to finish your study tour. Don't you have the magic of the universe to teleport back and forth? Call your brothers later, and I will test your cultivation level tomorrow."

The God Emperor ordered in front of Peng Yu to inform the harem of the news.

Currently there are the seventh prince, the eighth prince and the ninth prince in the palace. The fourth prince and the fifth prince are on errands at the Tongtian Pagoda in Jinwu City and have not returned yet.

When the three young princes learned about the God-Emperor test, they were all dumbfounded.

From the time they were born to the present, the God-Emperor has only paid attention to cultural courses and only asked casual questions. He has never asked about spiritual matters. What kind of wind is this?

The eunuch was called in to find out the news, and in the end the blame fell naturally on Peng Yu.

The eldest prince and the third prince were proud of their success. They had just entered the fifth realm and began to entertain guests. But when they received the news from the God Emperor, they were stunned at the same time.

Father, is this a test? Is this a test of my Immortal Lord/Confucian Sage practice?

The two of them murmured in their hearts, declined the guests, and began to prepare for retreat.

The fourth prince and the fifth prince saw the envoy of the God Emperor in the Tower of Babel, received the order with a smile, and cursed "Kun Hao" half to death in their hearts.

In the Qianyuan Hall, the God Emperor looked at Peng Yu with a smile:

"Okay, you should prepare well. With your level... let's say that if you can survive a hundred moves under my hands, you will be considered qualified. If you can't survive, you can ask Zhuan Yang how much he practices every day.

, you just do it."

The God-Emperor managed to see the horrified expression on his son's face.

Zhuan Yang’s amount of practice? Are you crazy? Is that something humans do?

Peng Yu corresponded with Zhuan Yang from time to time, how could he not know how brutal that guy's practice was. Moreover, his practice had doubled recently.

"Hundred...hundred moves? As far as I know, Zhuan Yang can only support a dozen moves, right?"

"As for the Qiankun Immortal Technique, there must be another way. I'm optimistic about you."

But I don't think highly of myself.
Chapter completed!