Hua jingxun thinks it's about cultivation, but after a long time, she has to ask Xie Lingye, because she can only ask him.

Because she has no one to trust except Xie Lingye.

What's more, she can only ask Xie Lingye about such a difficult thing.

Because when she went to school, people in the dormitory had said something about it.

But it has nothing to do with cultivation.

Xie Lingye listens to Hua jingxun's description and ponders.

He once pulled the hand of flower static smoke, probed next, the facial expression is a shock, "the dint of Dan Tian."

"The power of Dantian?"

Xie Lingye looks at Hua jingxun and feels like a little girl.

What he didn't know was that Hua jingxun would have the same temperament as a little girl when he was in front of him.

In Hua jingxun's eyes, Xie Lingye is an encyclopedia. As long as he says it, she thinks it is right and authoritative.

What's more, she felt that the cultivation knowledge that Xie Lingye gave her was more effective than reading any books.

Xie Lingye explained to Hua jingxun, "well, there are seven forces in Dantian: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Red cultivation is the slowest, and the faster it goes up."

Hua jingxun blinked at Xie Lingye, "what color am I?"

"You show your mind in your palm. Let me have a look."

Huajingxun is shown in red according to what Xie Lingye said.

Hua jingxun saw that it was red, and her face was not very good.

Is this the slowest way for her to practice.

When Xie Lingye saw the color light of huajingxun's palm, a deep light flashed through his eyes.

"It's red."

Xie Lingye nodded, "well, the key is that your red color is different. There is a layer of white light on it. It should be able to..."

"What can I do?"

Xie Lingye looks at Hua jingxun deeply, "is there any other discomfort in your body?"

Hua jingxun shook her head. She seemed to think of something. She covered her forehead. "I have a fever. Is it because of cultivation?"

It's time for zizong college to enter. She is really worried that her physical condition will affect her entrance.

She was nervous when she thought about zizong college.

It's a famous college.

Xie Lingye touches Hua jingxun's forehead. It's really hot. Rao is as calm as Xie Lingye. This will be a surprise.

She's really worried about what's wrong with Hua jingxun's body.

Xie Lingye takes a close look and finds that it doesn't seem to be the problem of fever.

He gently swept huajingxun's waist, then lowered his head and "kissed" her forehead.

Hua jingxun's whole body was stiff and didn't dare to move.

But at this moment, she felt all the strength of her body gushing to her forehead, and the brow felt very hot.

After a while, Xie Lingye puts his eyes on her forehead and heart. He seems to be studying and observing.

Hua jingxun seems to be able to see her own reflection in Xie Lingye's eyes. It's shadowy and shining.

"What's the matter?"

With that, Hua jingxun wants to touch her forehead.

Xie Lingye holds her hand and doesn't let her move. Then he pulls her to the mirror and says, "have a look."

Hua jingxun looked at himself in the mirror, especially the mark on his forehead. He was shocked.

"What is this?"

She remembered that she didn't have it on her forehead. "What's this?"

"This should be the symbol of Xuanling pagoda. It's just integrated with your soul. It belongs to you. I used special power to make your forehead flash a mark. It will disappear later."

Listening to Xie Lingye's explanation, Hua jingxun is completely shocked.