Take away the flame, but Yang Xuan has a trace of melancholy in his heart.

    It is reasonable to say that he should be happy when his father''s great revenge is avenged, but he doesn''t look happy in his heart for some reason.

    Maybe Yang Qingshi''s madness before his death reminded him of himself, maybe Yang Qingshi''s hoarse roar touched his heart, or maybe I didn''t accept that sound and let him see his shadow. In short, he didn''t have the pleasure of revenge.

    In a sense, Yang Qingshi and he are the same kind of people, who have issued unwilling roars and even unyielding resistance to their own destiny.

    The difference is that Yang Qingshi met him, so he failed.

    On the road of resisting fate, you and I are all mortals, and the power is so small.

    Will you meet someone one day, sneer at him, and then slap him gently, return him to the original track of fate, or even die?

    no never!

    My destiny can only be controlled by me, and my road can only be carried on by me.

    Stop me, die!

    Slowly, Yang Xuan''s eyes showed a firm look, and he held his fist tightly.

    My life is mine, not heaven!

    Yang Xuan roared in his heart.

    Power, power!

    Only strength can trample all those who stand in my way. Only strength can turn all those who dare to manipulate my destiny into fly ash.

    At this moment, Yang Xuan''s faith was incomparably firm, and his heart became incomparably thorough as if he had experienced a baptism.

    The Yang family quietly looked at the quiet Yang Xuan. Although they didn''t know what Yang Xuan was thinking, no one dared to disturb him. If Yang Xuan didn''t move, they had to wait.

    For a long time, Yang Xuan''s mood finally calmed down. He didn''t look at the people. He turned and left. It seemed that nothing had happened, leaving only corpses and death everywhere.

    "Niang!" Yang Xuan sat down beside Qian.

    Qian is sewing a piece of clothes. She has worked hard for half her life. Even now, many people serve her every day, she has not changed her hard-working habit. Even if she knows that Yang Xuan will no longer wear these clothes.

    "Xiao Xuan, what''s the matter?" Qian asked without stopping his work.

    Yang Xuan paused and seemed to be talking. After a long time, he said, "there''s a man at home today!"

    Qian looked at Yang Xuan strangely. He didn''t seem to understand what Yang Xuan said to her.

    Yang Xuan then said, "this man''s name is Yang Qingshi!"

    Qian''s body was shocked heavily, and the sewing needle in his hand immediately stabbed into the palm, and the blood beads immediately came out.

    Yang Xuan hurriedly pulled Qian''s hand, a faint green light flashed, and the eye of the needle disappeared.

    Qian Shi didn''t seem to notice. She seemed to be frightened by the name and looked at Yang Xuan blankly.

    After a long time, she just reacted. She grabbed Yang Xuan''s hand and said urgently, "who did you say?"

    "Yang Qingshi!" Yang Xuan repeated.

    Qian''s body shook again. She suddenly stood up, grabbed Yang Xuan''s arm and walked out. At the same time, she said hurriedly, "go, go! Let''s go find him!"

    Yang Xuan didn''t move, but said, "no, he''s gone!"

    Qian turned around and his face became very angry. "Why don''t you stop him? Do you know, he... He... Your father was killed by him!"

    There was no anxiety on Yang Xuan''s face and said, "I know!"

    "Do you still...?" Qian said anxiously, unaware of Yang Xuan''s tone.

    "He''s dead..." Yang Xuan said.

    "Go and get him back and avenge your father!" Qian didn''t hear what Yang Xuan said. At this moment, she remembered the moment he saw Yang Qingtian''s body that day, helpless and angry.

    "Mother, he''s dead!" Yang Xuan said again.

    "Ah? Who''s dead?" Qian heard what Yang Xuan said.

    "Yang Qingshi is dead and killed by me. I have avenged my father!" Yang xuandao said.

    Qian was stunned.

    ……

    "Lan''er, I didn''t expect you to be such a beautiful bride!"

    "Just your poor mouth!"

    "I want to live a happy life with you. Shall we have a lot of sons?"

    "No, we want a son!"

    "Hey, hey, OK, it''s up to you!"

    ……

    "Lan''er, our son will be called Yang Xuan in the future. I want his name to be heard all over the world, ha ha!"

    "I don''t want it. I just want our son to grow up safely, get a wife and have children! I don''t want him to fight all day like you!"

    "How can that be? My son, Yang Qingtian, must become a great hero!"

    "All right, all right, let''s see how happy you are!"

    ……

    The past events are like smoke, which emerge one by one in Qian''s mind. They are vivid and clear.

    Suddenly, big tears rolled down her face and hit the ground heavily.

    "Qingtian, are you watching?" Qian murmured to himself.

    ……

    After learning that Yang Qingshi had been killed by Yang Xuan, Qian became very strange. She always stayed in the room alone, holding Yang Qingtian''s memorial tablet in a daze, didn''t say a word, and sometimes didn''t even eat. This made Yang Xuan very nervous, but she didn''t know how to enlighten her mother.

    After a period of time, Qian seems to have finally walked out of his memories of the past, and he seems to have put down the boulder in his heart and figured out something. She no longer put Yang Qingtian''s memorial tablet away, but solemnly put it on the offering table, and even let Yang Xuan kneel down and worship incense.

    Later, Qian returned to his old life, calm and happy.

    Yang Xuanchang breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had time to think about his own affairs.

    In Yang Xuan''s room, he sat quietly on the bed, his eyes closed, but his mind had sunk into the Dantian.

    In the void of his Dantian, nine huge cyclones, like ancient giants, slowly revolved around the core of thought in the center of Shan Dantian. At this time, the core of the mind has become the size of a goose egg, emitting this soft white light, mysterious and beautiful.

    Yang Xuan tried to absorb the aura of the outside world, but no matter how he absorbed it, the nine huge cyclones did not change.

    After trying again, it had no effect. Yang Xuan sighed and had to give up the attempt. He knew that his cultivation road had reached a critical moment. If he can''t think of a way to solve it, he is likely to stay at this stage in his life, and it''s hard to get in.

    What is above Qi refining?

    Build a foundation.

    A name came into his mind.

    Gas refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying

    He knows it all, but... What''s the use?

    He only knows the realm one by one, but he doesn''t know how to enter the next realm.

    This is the sorrow of his independent Walker in the martial arts world.

    Thinking of this, Yang Xuan was inexplicably upset. He dispersed the absorbed aura, got out of bed and walked out of the yard.

    As soon as he got out of the yard, a guard came to report that the city Lord Liu Zhenghe wanted to see him.

    Yang Xuan was very strange in his heart. He didn''t know what the Lord of Taiping city called. It''s reasonable that he and Liu Zhenghe were strangers. He didn''t even say a word. He just met at a distance when he competed with sun Zhan that day. There would be no intersection.

    Moreover, if Liu Zhenghe has something to do, he can talk to Yang Qingshan. There is no need to see him. Besides, as Yang Xuan is in the Yang family at the moment, not everyone can ask for a meeting. If it is not a very important thing, I will never disturb him.

    Thinking of this, he followed the guard out of Yuexin garden and walked to the reception hall of the Yang family. In the awe of the Yang family disciples or the servants'' guards along the way, he soon came to the reception hall. When the guard at the door saw him coming, he quickly saluted. He just wanted to make a loud announcement, but was stopped by Yang Xuan. Then he walked into the hall.

    As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Yang Qingshan and Liu Zhenghe talking respectfully with one person.

    Wearing a green robe, this man is about 20 years old. His face is thin and serious. He exudes a unique smell of the superior. This temperament can not be formed unless he lives in the superior for a long time.

    There was no pride in his expression, but there was an invisible seriousness of refusing people thousands of miles away. In the face of the city Lord Liu Zhenghe''s undisguised flattery, he was not false at all, but he was obviously a little modest in the face of Yang Qingshan, smiling and nodding from time to time.

    When Liu Xuan walked into the hall, he saw such a scene.

    Seeing Yang Xuan coming in, Yang Qingshan hurriedly got up, took a few steps forward, saluted and said, "supreme elder!"

    The green robed man and Liu Zhenghe also stood up quickly. Without waiting for Liu Zhenghe to speak, the green robed man stepped forward, respectfully saluted Yang Xuan with a fist and said, "master Yang!"

    Liu Zhenghe hurriedly followed, "master Yang!"

    Yang Xuan looked at the green robed man suspiciously and said, "are you?"

    The green robed man quickly re saluted and said, "Yan feiwen, the seventh son of the royal family of the state of Yan, has seen master Yang!"

    Yang Xuan was stunned. He didn''t expect that the man in front of him was the prince of the state of Yan. His heart moved for a moment, but at this time, he naturally wouldn''t be like those ordinary people. See you for a big gift and say millennium. This is the result of personal strength. It can''t be a bit false. Moreover, even the prince of a country can''t afford Yang Xuan''s gift.

    Yang Xuan was only slightly stunned, and then he was relieved. He gently hugged his fist and said, "it''s your royal highness!"

    Yan feiwen hurriedly said, "dare not dare!" his attitude was very respectful.

    Several people sat down again. Yang Xuan naturally sat in the first place. After the maid had served tea again, Yang Xuan said, "what can I do for your Highness the prince this time?"

    Yan feiwen leaned slightly, looked respectful and said, "I came here mainly to bring the imperial court''s reward to master Yang. At the same time, on behalf of the royal family of Yan, I invited master Yang to the capital to join the master Hall of Yan and become a master of protecting the country..."

    Before Yan feiwen came, he was obviously ready to learn about Yang Xuan and respectfully said, "master Yang has been promoted to congenital. I think he must know that the power of congenital experts is incomparable, far better than the acquired martial arts. And the master hall is an organization established by Yan to become a congenital expert of the national protection master. The national protection master is the most important force of a country.