Yang Fan!


    Yang Xuan suddenly thought that he was not Yang Fan, but Yang Xuan, the son of Yang Qingtian, the Yang family in Taiping City.


    In other words, in a way, he is not Yang Fan, who was born on a thunderstorm night!


    In Yang Xuan''s eyes, he felt that he had caught what was the most critical thing.


    He went on thinking along this line.


    The six immortal treasures appeared next to him at the beginning, that is to say, these six immortal treasures were not unexpected and originally belonged to him.


    If you make a bold assumption, someone - probably a high-level civilization - has set the password of these six weapons, and this password must be solved by him.


    In other words, it needs Yang Fan to untie it, not Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes became brighter and brighter. The thunder ripped through the night sky.


    When the last thunder came, the world was bright in an instant.


    He understood.


    The name is not the key, the key is that his body at this time comes from the Wu Shenxing Yang family, not his original body.


    These six immortal treasures need his original body, that is, Yang Fan''s body, or genes to unlock them.


    I see. I see.


    Yang Xuan finally figured out the key. He was so happy that he couldn''t care much. He picked up Li Na, who was still in an ignorant state, and the whole person rose up in an instant. When he appeared again, he had reached the night sky.


    "General..." Li Na blushed and didn''t know why.


    "Thank you. I understand. I understand." Yang Xuan laughed and looked very happy.


    When he returned to the villa, Li Na, whose face was red like an apple but her eyes were shining with joy, called Zhang Chengming directly.


    "Professor Yang, what''s up?" Zhang Chengming said strangely at the other end of the phone.


    "I......" Yang Xuan said a word and stopped.


    Because he suddenly thought that no one here knew the secret of his identity. If he said it, it would be another big trouble.


    "Nothing. Let''s see if you''ve gone back." Yang Xuan turned the topic and said.


    "I''m still in Pinghai. I''ll go tomorrow," Zhang Chengming said.


    "Bon Voyage!" Yang Xuan said and hung up.


    After hanging up the phone, Yang Xuan thought, called Li Na and solemnly said, "I want you to investigate something."


    Li Na''s Blush did not disperse. Seeing Yang Xuan''s serious face, she hurriedly said, "general, please."


    "I want you to investigate a car accident more than 30 years ago as soon as possible..." Yang Xuan''s eyes twinkled.


    ……


    Penglai!


    Yang Xuan, who was sitting quietly, suddenly opened his eyes, and then a smile of unknown significance appeared at the corner of his mouth.


    "I see!" he said faintly, looking at the four triangular metals floating in front of him.


    Under his power, Xianbao floated quietly, and the cloud pattern on it shook slightly with Xianbao, as if it had come back to life.


    After a moment of silence, he said faintly, "let minghuaqing come to see me."


    "Yes!" the waiter bowed and left.


    Not long after, Ming Huaqing walked into the hall and bowed down and said, "Lord!"


    Yang Xuan flicked his finger and a piece of immortal treasure shot at Minghua.


    Ming Huaqing took over the immortal treasure and found that it was his real immortal treasure. He was puzzled and said, "Lord...?"


    "Show it to me." Yang Xuan didn''t explain.


    Ming Huaqing hesitated and asked, "what does the patriarch mean?"


    Yang Xuan''s face was expressionless: "don''t worry, just show it!"


    Yang Xuan had an order. Ming Huaqing dared not refuse. After a little meditation, a trace of spiritual power poured into the real immortal treasure in his palm.


    The next moment, he recited: "wind!"


    A ripple appeared in the air. A second later, a strong wind came out of the void and rolled directly to a huge celadon vase next to it.


    The strong wind swept over the vase. The vase didn''t shake at all, but after a moment, it piled up directly like gravel and became a small pile of white sand on the ground.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed slightly.


    He saw that the wind was different from the ordinary wind. It was not produced by air flow, but a storm suddenly appeared in the direct void. It had the power of ecstasy and bone erosion and could melt everything.


    After Ming Huaqing finished his exhibition, he raised the immortal treasure over his head and handed it to Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan didn''t answer, but after a moment of meditation, he slowly said, "how do you display the immortal treasure?"


    Yang Xuan asked this question when he first met Ming Huaqing. Now he asked it again. Ming Huaqing dared not neglect it. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Lord, Xianbao is psychic. First, I communicate with my mind and spirit to make it have a short connection with my mind and spirit, forming a wonderful connection channel. Then, I send my spiritual power along this channel, and I can use the power of Xianbao to use many wonderful means."


    Yang Xuan reached out and pinched the magic immortal treasure belonging to Shura gate.


    Starting with Xianbao, there was a trace of cold meaning. Yang Xuan''s mind formed a tentacle and explored the past to the Xianbao.


    The immortal treasure stood still like a dead thing.


    Yang Xuan frowned slightly and said, "do it again."


    At this time, Ming Huaqing also understood what Yang Xuan wanted to do, so he no longer refused. After the real immortal treasure fluctuated slightly, he broke his drink again: "fire!"


    In an instant, the red light flashed, and the whole hall was surrounded by fire. The blazing temperature was like baking a wooden column. In the blink of an eye, there was scorched black on the column.


    Seeing this, minghuaqing''s aura surged again and broke his drink: "rain!"


    Hua La, big bean raindrops came out of the void, forming a small rainstorm, which immediately poured the diffuse flame through.


    The fire went out, the rain dispersed, and the hall was full of holes.


    Ming Huaqing raised the real immortal treasure over his head again, bowed and said, "Lord, forgive me."


    Yang Xuan smiled and waved slightly. Zhenxianbao returned to his hand.


    The next moment, he suddenly exhaled and said, "crack!"


    Click!


    The column that had been charred by the fire broke instantly, the hall lost its load and made a click. After holding on for a few seconds, it was finally overwhelmed and fell down.


    Yang Xuan waved his sleeve slightly. The broken bricks and tiles dissipated in an instant, revealing Lang Lang''s day.


    Yang Xuan, sitting on the chair, smiled in his eyes.


    Just now, his mind has always followed the actions of minghuaqing, all pervasive and meticulous, and he finally found some clues.


    Although the door is locked, other channels are left for you to see. Penglai people found this hidden channel and communicated with Xianbao with their mind, so that they could exert some subtle power of Xianbao.


    In short, this method is to seek, not to control, or it is a thief''s act. It just steals something when the owner is away. It is not the right way.


    No wonder Yang Xuan always felt that the power of immortal treasure they displayed was too weak. It turned out to be this reason.


    This kind of behavior is naturally disdained by Yang Xuan''s arrogance.


    "You took the lead in this respect. Let me see how much power the immortal treasure can exert after you unlocked it." he smiled, his eyes seemed to penetrate the void and looked at the cloud mountain.