Chapter 6793 What is left in the sect?
Elder Song's ridicule seemed like a sharp blade, but Chen Xuan seemed calm and calm. He knew that there were many people in the sect, but his own beliefs and positions could not be influenced by others. This time when he encountered Elder Song's provocation, He just chose to deal with it indifferently, and his determination in his heart would not be shaken by the words of the outside world.
The conversation between the two was filled with an atmosphere of overt and covert fighting. Elder Song's disdain and ridicule were in sharp contrast to Chen Xuan's indifference and confidence.
After calming down, in a hidden corner of the Star Dragon Sect, Elder Song stood alone in a quiet place. His face was stern, and there was a sense of contemplation and determination between his brows.
Elder Song quietly took out an ancient jade talisman, with ancient runes engraved on the surface and a mysterious light flowing. He gently held the jade talisman, closed his eyes, and began to recite an ancient spell.
His voice was low and hoarse, the jade talisman in his hand began to glow faintly, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to fluctuate accordingly.
In the void, a faint light appeared, as if a mysterious force penetrated it. It was an extremely weak but mysterious aura that could not be ignored.
Elder Song's brows wrinkled slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Following Elder Song's mysterious spell, the faint light gradually brightened, like a guide across space. It struggled in the void, as if there was an incredible power at work.
In another remote and secret place, a sealed white-haired old man was concentrating on drawing an ancient rune. His technique was skillful, as if he was depicting some mysterious picture.
Suddenly, a faint light flashed in front of him, like a wisp of mist, gradually condensing into the shape of a jade talisman.
The old man was slightly startled, as if he noticed something strange. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the jade talisman formed by the light. Immediately, a mysterious message poured into his mind.
"Elder Song's message?" The old man frowned slightly.
The information revealed in the jade talisman is not much, but it is enough for the old man to know the intention conveyed by Elder Song. This is a mysterious contact method that is extremely secret. Only those who have mastered special methods can receive such information.
"Sure enough, something was done." The old man felt surprised.
The old man took a deep breath and gently put away the jade talisman. A trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He understood Elder Song's intention, but he still remained cautious about the purpose behind it. Such a secret contact was a sign of sect. A hint of internal dynamics, but the intent behind it is unclear.
The sun shines through the clouds on the top of Yuanlong Peak. This is the training place for the outer sect of Xinglong Sect. It is quiet and mysterious. Chen Xuan stands on the top of the majestic mountain, surrounded by beautiful scenery shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. .
He sat on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes and concentrating. There was a faint spiritual energy around him, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a faint layer of heavenly fire, which was a symbol of his cultivation of the heavenly fire spiritual energy.
"Sky Fire Spiritual Energy, gather!" Chen Xuan chanted in a low voice, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy gradually condensed around him like the awakened fairy fire.
As his cultivation level improved, he was gradually able to feel the flow of Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy, which was a fiery and mysterious force that gathered in his body, as if it was integrated with him.
In the morning light, Chen Xuan was holding the Vermillion Bird Sword, the blade of the sword glowed slightly red, his eyes shone with firm light, and he displayed the Vermillion Bird sword skill skillfully and smoothly.
As he swung it, the sword energy burned like heavenly fire. Every move and every move was the crystallization of his hard work day and night. The sword moves contained the understanding of the aura of heavenly fire.
His body was vigorous and whizzing by, like a mysterious red bird, and his sword movements seemed to be like thousands of heavenly fires dancing, awakening the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
While Chen Xuan was practicing, his understanding of the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique became increasingly refined. Each sword contained his understanding of the Heavenly Fire, and the sword light was as bright as the twinkling stars in the sky.
The surrounding aura seemed to be infected, gradually gathering towards him, as if responding to the power of his practice, dancing around him.
Chen Xuan's cultivation is constantly improving. Every movement of swinging the sword becomes more natural and smooth, and the sword energy becomes more intense. He slowly integrates into this mysterious training place and becomes a part of it.
Cultivation is not simply a matter of skill training, but also a kind of inner precipitation and baptism. During the practice at Yuanlong Peak, Chen Xuan reached a tacit understanding with his own strength.
As time passed, Chen Xuan gradually stopped moving, breathing tiredly and contentedly. The spiritual energy around him seemed to become clearer and purer due to his practice, and the place of practice seemed to be infected by his power.
He closed his eyes and sat quietly for a moment, feeling the surge of spiritual power in his body. The morning breeze blew, and the gentle breeze caressed his face, as if it was the blessing of this mysterious land.
As the practice ended, Chen Xuan slowly stood up and looked around with a smile.
On Yuanlong Peak, Chen Xuan's practice did not stop. He was still immersed in the understanding of his own cultivation. Suddenly, a disciple of the Star Dragon Sect came to him.
This disciple was dressed in the sect's disciple uniform, with a resolute look on his face and a desire for battle in his eyes.
"Chen Xuan, please give me some advice." The disciple bowed respectfully, his eyes full of expectation.
Chen Xuan raised his head and smiled slightly.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me. You don't have to be so reserved." His voice was strong.
"I would like to ask Senior Chen Xuan about the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique." The disciple said with a hint of reverence in his tone, "I am willing to learn from you."
Chen Xuan nodded and took the wooden sword handed over by his disciple. He and his disciple faced each other at the top of Yuanlong Peak, and their sword energy merged together.
The disciple showed his understanding of swordsmanship. Although his sword moves were still a bit raw, he showed determination.
The two men's sword moves intertwined, and sword energy overflowed. Chen Xuan's instructions to his disciple were not intended to gain the upper hand, but to guide him to better understand the way of swordsmanship.
"Your swordsmanship needs to be more fluent." Chen Xuan reminded gently, waving the sword lightly to give the disciple the opportunity to feel the essence of Suzaku swordsmanship more deeply.
Elder Song's ridicule seemed like a sharp blade, but Chen Xuan seemed calm and calm. He knew that there were many people in the sect, but his own beliefs and positions could not be influenced by others. This time when he encountered Elder Song's provocation, He just chose to deal with it indifferently, and his determination in his heart would not be shaken by the words of the outside world.
The conversation between the two was filled with an atmosphere of overt and covert fighting. Elder Song's disdain and ridicule were in sharp contrast to Chen Xuan's indifference and confidence.
After calming down, in a hidden corner of the Star Dragon Sect, Elder Song stood alone in a quiet place. His face was stern, and there was a sense of contemplation and determination between his brows.
Elder Song quietly took out an ancient jade talisman, with ancient runes engraved on the surface and a mysterious light flowing. He gently held the jade talisman, closed his eyes, and began to recite an ancient spell.
His voice was low and hoarse, the jade talisman in his hand began to glow faintly, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to fluctuate accordingly.
In the void, a faint light appeared, as if a mysterious force penetrated it. It was an extremely weak but mysterious aura that could not be ignored.
Elder Song's brows wrinkled slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Following Elder Song's mysterious spell, the faint light gradually brightened, like a guide across space. It struggled in the void, as if there was an incredible power at work.
In another remote and secret place, a sealed white-haired old man was concentrating on drawing an ancient rune. His technique was skillful, as if he was depicting some mysterious picture.
Suddenly, a faint light flashed in front of him, like a wisp of mist, gradually condensing into the shape of a jade talisman.
The old man was slightly startled, as if he noticed something strange. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the jade talisman formed by the light. Immediately, a mysterious message poured into his mind.
"Elder Song's message?" The old man frowned slightly.
The information revealed in the jade talisman is not much, but it is enough for the old man to know the intention conveyed by Elder Song. This is a mysterious contact method that is extremely secret. Only those who have mastered special methods can receive such information.
"Sure enough, something was done." The old man felt surprised.
The old man took a deep breath and gently put away the jade talisman. A trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He understood Elder Song's intention, but he still remained cautious about the purpose behind it. Such a secret contact was a sign of sect. A hint of internal dynamics, but the intent behind it is unclear.
The sun shines through the clouds on the top of Yuanlong Peak. This is the training place for the outer sect of Xinglong Sect. It is quiet and mysterious. Chen Xuan stands on the top of the majestic mountain, surrounded by beautiful scenery shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. .
He sat on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes and concentrating. There was a faint spiritual energy around him, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a faint layer of heavenly fire, which was a symbol of his cultivation of the heavenly fire spiritual energy.
"Sky Fire Spiritual Energy, gather!" Chen Xuan chanted in a low voice, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy gradually condensed around him like the awakened fairy fire.
As his cultivation level improved, he was gradually able to feel the flow of Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy, which was a fiery and mysterious force that gathered in his body, as if it was integrated with him.
In the morning light, Chen Xuan was holding the Vermillion Bird Sword, the blade of the sword glowed slightly red, his eyes shone with firm light, and he displayed the Vermillion Bird sword skill skillfully and smoothly.
As he swung it, the sword energy burned like heavenly fire. Every move and every move was the crystallization of his hard work day and night. The sword moves contained the understanding of the aura of heavenly fire.
His body was vigorous and whizzing by, like a mysterious red bird, and his sword movements seemed to be like thousands of heavenly fires dancing, awakening the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
While Chen Xuan was practicing, his understanding of the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique became increasingly refined. Each sword contained his understanding of the Heavenly Fire, and the sword light was as bright as the twinkling stars in the sky.
The surrounding aura seemed to be infected, gradually gathering towards him, as if responding to the power of his practice, dancing around him.
Chen Xuan's cultivation is constantly improving. Every movement of swinging the sword becomes more natural and smooth, and the sword energy becomes more intense. He slowly integrates into this mysterious place of cultivation and becomes a part of it.
Cultivation is not simply a matter of skill training, but also a kind of inner precipitation and baptism. During the practice at Yuanlong Peak, Chen Xuan reached a tacit understanding with his own strength.
As time passed, Chen Xuan gradually stopped moving, breathing tiredly and contentedly. The spiritual energy around him seemed to become clearer and purer due to his practice, and the place of practice seemed to be infected by his power.
He closed his eyes and sat quietly for a moment, feeling the surge of spiritual power in his body. The morning breeze blew, and the gentle breeze caressed his face, as if it was the blessing of this mysterious land.
As the practice ended, Chen Xuan slowly stood up and looked around with a smile.
On Yuanlong Peak, Chen Xuan's practice did not stop. He was still immersed in the understanding of his own cultivation. Suddenly, a disciple of the Star Dragon Sect came to him.
This disciple was dressed in the sect's disciple uniform, with a resolute look on his face and a desire for battle in his eyes.
"Chen Xuan, please give me some advice." The disciple bowed respectfully, his eyes full of expectation.
Chen Xuan raised his head and smiled slightly.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me. You don't have to be so reserved." His voice was strong.
"I would like to ask Senior Chen Xuan about the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique." The disciple said with a hint of reverence in his tone, "I am willing to learn from you."
Chen Xuan nodded and took the wooden sword handed over by his disciple. He and his disciple faced each other at the top of Yuanlong Peak, and their sword energy merged together.
The disciple showed his understanding of swordsmanship. Although his sword moves were still a bit raw, he showed determination.
The two men's sword moves intertwined, and sword energy overflowed. Chen Xuan's instructions to his disciple were not intended to gain the upper hand, but to guide him to better understand the way of swordsmanship.
"Your swordsmanship needs to be more fluent." Chen Xuan reminded gently, waving the sword lightly to give the disciple the opportunity to feel the essence of Suzaku swordsmanship more deeply.
