The flame swept over, but Yang Xuan didn''t even blink. He allowed the flame to flow through less than a foot in front of his face, bringing a rolling heat wave.


    After the fire, he Qinglian''s voice came: "Sir, what now? Does it look like?"


    Yang Xuan didn''t know what she wanted to prove. He pretended to feel it carefully. After a long time, he said, "there''s an internal taste. It seems that''s it."


    He Qinglian scattered the flame with a happy face and stared at Yang xuandao: "are you sure it''s really this feeling?"


    Yang Xuan nodded: "basically similar, but it seems that Yang Xuan''s flame power is more powerful."


    He Qinglian took a deep breath, seemingly calming her mood. After a long time, she said, "Sir, have you seen other scenes of Yang Xuan?"


    At this time, Yang Xuan actually wanted to explore he Qinglian''s body with his mind, but he forbeared.


    He Qinglian can resist the aura of the fire system. His mind rashly enters. If he is found, the gain is not worth the loss.


    Seeing her question, Yang Xuan moved in his heart and thought hard. After a long time, he nodded and said, "I''ve seen it once, but that time he didn''t resist the enemy with fire."


    He Qinglian''s eyes were brighter and asked, "how is it?"


    Yang Xuan said: "I saw him waving from a distance. He was frozen for thousands of miles and snowed for thousands of miles. The whole world suddenly dropped Baidu, freezing people''s hearts and spleen. I also saw him waving a giant dragon composed entirely of water, galloping freely in the sky. It was very spectacular."


    Without any hesitation, he Qinglian pointed out with the index finger of her left hand, and a clear and thorough water flow was instantly excited to form a water arrow that pierced the ground in front of her.


    The primary water aura was clearly displayed in Yang Xuan''s eyes, like elves, setting off waves.


    "So?" he Qinglian asked, looking at Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan half narrowed his eyes and nodded, "that''s it."


    He Qinglian''s face was more happy and her mouth was excited. "Yes, yes, it must be him."


    Yang Xuan was more suspicious and said tentatively, "in fact, I have seen Yang Xuan change the terrain between waving his hands. Countless stone spikes appeared on the earth and pierced the sky."


    He Qinglian didn''t do it this time. She said with a bitter smile, "he is a genius in the whole department. I''m just two departments and can''t compete."


    Yang Xuan took the opportunity to test: "I see that young lady''s hand has many similarities with Yang Xuan. Is it the same school?"


    He Qinglian nodded slightly: "Sir, it''s actually right to say so. I''m on the road of cultivating truth with him, and it should be homologous. It''s actually right to say that I''m from the same school."


    Yang Xuan''s heart beat hard.


    Homology?


    Somehow, he suddenly remembered that he was very young, and the white light appeared silently in the sky, which led him to the road of truth cultivation.


    Can he find the answer to the mystery he hasn''t solved for so many years?


    Forced down the vibration in his heart, Yang Xuan asked falsely, "what do you say?"


    He Qinglian often breathed in and slowly vomited out, which caused her chest to fluctuate before she smiled and said, "I think Mr. Zhang''s cultivation should be coming to the sky stage?"


    Yang Xuan pretended to show his military cultivation at this time. It was indeed the later stage of xuanjie, so he nodded and said, "good!"


    He Qinglian said, "Sir, I don''t know. Cultivating truth is another way different from the military cultivation system. Yang Xuan and I both take this way."


    Yang Xuan was not surprised. He had long guessed that he Qinglian was a cultivator.


    After thinking about it, he asked, "which is higher or lower?"


    He Qinglian said, "if you ask others this question, they will say that there is no difference between high and low in cultivation. Everything depends on personal cultivation."


    "Isn''t that so?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Of course not!" he Qinglian shook her head and said, "what force develops is its own potential, but the potential of life itself is limited. Even if it can absorb external forces, or understand the rules, it is the end, but the cultivation is different."


    Yang Xuan really hadn''t heard of it and asked, "how is it different?"


    As he spoke, he pretended to be unconvinced.


    He Qinglian smiled and said, "I know Mr. Zhang is not convinced, but this is the case. To cultivate truth, we focus on a real word. What is truth, is the origin, is the most basic particle forming the universe, and even all the rules are born from these origins. To cultivate truth is to straighten out the origin and seek the truth. Are you serious?"


    Yang Xuan was shocked.


    He is a cultivator who is about to become an immortal. Now he is taught by a little girl, and he has nothing to say, which is the first time in the world.


    But when you think about it carefully, he Qinglian''s words are really reasonable. There are five colors of talent and five sides of the earth. They all correspond to the five systems of aura of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Is this just a coincidence?


    From this point of view, Xiuzhen really cultivates the power of origin, even on the driving rules.


    He suddenly found out where he was wrong.


    For such a long time, since he came into contact with the rules, he thought that the rules were the most basic and primitive force in the universe, and gave up his perception of Reiki.


    Now he Qinglian woke up the dreamer with a word. He suddenly found that he had embarked on the wrong line of abandoning the book and chasing the end.


    At this point, Yang Xuan had a feeling of insight in his heart. The cultivation realm that had not moved for a long time had a slight tremor.


    Forced down the feeling and joy in his heart, Yang Xuan solemnly arched his hand to he Qinglian and said, "thank you. If you need help in the future, just open your mouth."


    This is thanks to he Qinglian for waking up in her dream.


    His promise was as heavy as Mount Tai, but he Qinglian was only surprised and asked, "what do you mean, sir?"


    Yang Xuan said with a smile, "it''s nothing. Thank Miss Qinglian for letting me know what a secret."


    He Qinglian smiled and said, "actually, it''s nothing. Sir, it''s too polite.


    Yang Xuan asked, "I just don''t know why Miss Qinglian told me this frankly. I''m afraid ordinary people don''t know the secret?"


    He Qinglian smiled and said, "I don''t hide it from my husband, but there''s one thing I need your help."


    Yang Xuan moved in his heart and asked, "what''s the matter?"


    He Qinglian''s smile disappeared, became serious and said slowly, "I want to ask Mr. to go to the Terran, find Yang Xuan and ask him to come here."


    Yang Xuan was surprised and asked, "why does Miss Qinglian have to invite Yang Xuan here?"


    He Qinglian shook her head and said, "it''s inconvenient to disclose this. Don''t worry, sir. I''m not asking you to come for nothing. When it''s done, I''ll teach you the method of cultivating truth."


    Yang Xuan is not interested in her cultivation method. What he wants to know is why he Qinglian must invite herself here.


    But he certainly can''t ask this. As soon as he asks, something will happen.


    So he frowned and said, "I can help you, but how can I explain to Xuansheng?"


    He Qinglian slowly took out a jade card from her arms, put it on the table and said, "give this to Yang Xuan. He will naturally know."


    Yang Xuan looked at the jade card on the table.


    This is a jade card that looks ordinary. It is the size of a palm. The side facing Yang Xuan is as clean as new and has nothing.


    Yang Xuan reached out and turned the jade card over.


    The next moment, his heart was shocked.