Chapter 6812 Victims of the battle
He concentrated on feeling the spiritual energy running in his body. Gradually, his injuries healed and his physical fatigue gradually subsided. The improvement of his cultivation is the goal of his continuous efforts, because only by becoming stronger can he better protect himself and others.
A ray of morning light shone into the room through the window, and Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes. He felt that his heart was clearer and his determination was stronger. Hatred cannot make him move forward. What he needs is calmness, reason, and more powerful strength.
After gathering his thoughts, he stood up, his emotions towards Elder Song gradually fading away. In the future, he knows he will face more challenges, but he will not be bound by the past.
Walking out of the hospital, Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and the scenery of Xinglong Sect came into view again.
Chen Xuan stood on the top of the sect, looking at the familiar and broken scene around him. Star Dragon Sect, which was once the place where he practiced, was now in a mess.
His eyes wandered between the dilapidated buildings, charred pillars and messy rubble, and a lot of complex emotions surged in his heart. This was the place where he practiced and struggled.
The fellow juniors and juniors around him have left a deep imprint on Chen Xuan's heart. Some have left, and some have fallen beside him. They were once partners, but now they have become victims of the battle. This feeling of powerlessness makes He was in agony.
However, there was more anger. Angry at the occurrence of this battle, angry at the harm caused to his innocent classmates, angry at the ruthless destruction and loss, his fists were clenched, and there were nail marks carved deeply into his palms.
But beneath the anger, there were deeper questions. He didn't understand what was hidden behind this battle. What force could destroy this originally strong sect so easily? Who launched such a devastating attack on the sect? This question swirled in his mind, making him feel even more uneasy.
A sense of powerlessness came over him, and he felt as if he was in the eye of the storm, being dragged into the conflict, but with little power and no way to control it.
Chen Xuan's eyes once again glanced at the fallen sect members, were their sacrifices in vain? This made him feel heartbroken and helpless.
However, the tenacity buried deep in his heart made him unwilling to collapse. He understood that this battle had already happened and the sect had suffered heavy losses, but he could not stop moving forward. He could not stop because of the ruin in front of him. He had Responsibility to protect the sect.
Amid the ruins, he made up his mind.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath. He knew that he needed stronger strength and deeper cultivation to face the challenges in the future.
As night gradually fell, the ruins of the Star Dragon Sect looked even more desolate in the twilight. Chen Xuan stood on the ruins, watching the remaining afterglow disappear into the horizon, with a determined light shining in his eyes.
In the morning light, he looked down at the ruins of the sect with a determined look. He took a deep breath and decided to start rebuilding the sect. This was a long and difficult process, but his heart was full of faith and determination.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell through the clouds. Chen Xuan and a group of monks stood in front of the ruins. They wore ordinary sect clothes and began to collect the rubble.
Chen Xuan personally took the lead. He lifted a piece of gravel and moved the gravel aside with a surge of spiritual power. He did not stop and continued to work, using his spiritual power to clean up the ruins.
Other monks followed his lead, and they worked together to clear away all the rubble and broken wood from the ruins.
Although the work is heavy, everyone's hearts are full of faith and hope, because they know that this is for the future of the sect.
Day by day, the ruins of Star Dragon Sect gradually took on a new breath. Dilapidated buildings were cleared, damaged foundations were repaired, and burned-out fairy grass gardens began to be replanted.
Chen Xuan led the monks to re-transform the outline of the sect, and they built new buildings.
During the reconstruction process, Chen Xuan also encountered various challenges, sometimes including a shortage of building materials.
Within the Star Dragon Sect, the project was being carried out in an intense and orderly manner, and various repair projects were being carried out in an orderly manner. In these days full of hope, a group of elders from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect suddenly came. Their arrival was supposed to be a kind of Support, but poured into the Star Dragon Sect like ghosts without invitation.
Chen Xuan and the monks were all surprised, but out of etiquette, they still welcomed these uninvited guests.
The elders of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect pretended to express condolences on the surface, but there was an evil conspiracy in their eyes. They were dressed in gorgeous robes, and their eyes revealed ridicule and contempt, as if they were not optimistic about the reconstruction of the Star Dragon Sect at all.
"Oh, is this the so-called reconstruction of your Star Dragon Sect?" An elder of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect sneered: "It looks like building a shed among the ruins."
A trace of displeasure flashed across Chen Xuan's face, but he tried to remain calm. He knew that these people had bad intentions, but he did not want the monks in the sect to get into unnecessary disputes.
"We are here to see what help you need." Another elder of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect said disdainfully: "But it looks like we are redundant."
The monks were silent, and there was a sense of displeasure in their hearts. Although they appeared polite on the outside, they were filled with dissatisfaction and anger towards these elders in their hearts.
"Don't worry, we are gradually recovering." Chen Xuan suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to resolve this embarrassing scene.
However, these elders of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect did not intend to stop there. Seeing that the Star Dragon Sect was still in difficulty, they began to take the opportunity to ridicule and criticize.
"So the Star Dragon Sect is so vulnerable that it hasn't even repaired its foundation?" an elder mocked.
"No wonder there haven't been any outstanding figures over the years." Another elder continued, his tone full of disdain.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath and tried his best to control his anger. He knew that these words were meant to provoke discord within the sect, but he did not want to get into a meaningless dispute.
He concentrated on feeling the spiritual energy running in his body. Gradually, his injuries healed and his physical fatigue gradually subsided. The improvement of his cultivation is the goal of his continuous efforts, because only by becoming stronger can he better protect himself and others.
A ray of morning light poured into the room through the window, and Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes. He felt that his heart was clearer and his determination was stronger. Hatred cannot make him move forward. What he needs is calmness, reason, and more powerful strength.
After gathering his thoughts, he stood up, his emotions towards Elder Song gradually fading away. In the future, he knows he will face more challenges, but he will not be bound by the past.
Walking out of the hospital, Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and the scenery of Xinglong Sect came into view again.
Chen Xuan stood on the top of the sect, looking at the familiar and broken scene around him. Star Dragon Sect, which was once the place where he practiced, was now in a mess.
His eyes wandered between the dilapidated buildings, charred pillars and messy rubble, and a lot of complex emotions surged in his heart. This was the place where he practiced and struggled.
The fellow juniors and juniors around him have left a deep imprint on Chen Xuan's heart. Some have left, and some have fallen beside him. They were once partners, but now they have become victims of the battle. This feeling of powerlessness makes He was in agony.
However, there was more anger. Angry at the occurrence of this battle, angry at the harm caused to his innocent classmates, angry at the ruthless destruction and loss, his fists were clenched, and there were nail marks carved deeply into his palms.
But beneath the anger, there were deeper questions. He didn't understand what was hidden behind this battle. What force could destroy this originally strong sect so easily? Who launched such a devastating attack on the sect? This question swirled in his mind, making him feel even more uneasy.
A sense of powerlessness came over him, and he felt as if he was in the eye of the storm, being dragged into the conflict, but with little power and no way to control it.
Chen Xuan's eyes once again glanced at the fallen sect members, were their sacrifices in vain? This made him feel heartbroken and helpless.
However, the tenacity buried deep in his heart made him unwilling to collapse. He understood that this battle had already happened and the sect had suffered heavy losses, but he could not stop moving forward. He could not stop because of the ruin in front of him. He had Responsibility to protect the sect.
Amid the ruins, he made up his mind.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath. He knew that he needed stronger strength and deeper cultivation to face the challenges in the future.
As night gradually fell, the ruins of the Star Dragon Sect looked even more desolate in the twilight. Chen Xuan stood on the ruins, watching the remaining afterglow disappear into the horizon, with a determined light shining in his eyes.
In the morning light, he looked down at the ruins of the sect with a determined look. He took a deep breath and decided to start rebuilding the sect. This was a long and difficult process, but his heart was full of faith and determination.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell through the clouds. Chen Xuan and a group of monks stood in front of the ruins. They wore ordinary sect clothes and began to collect the rubble.
Chen Xuan personally took the lead. He lifted a piece of gravel and moved the gravel aside with a surge of spiritual power. He did not stop and continued to work, using his spiritual power to clean up the ruins.
Other monks followed his lead, and they worked together to clear away all the rubble and broken wood from the ruins.
Although the work is heavy, everyone's hearts are full of faith and hope, because they know that this is for the future of the sect.
Day by day, the ruins of Star Dragon Sect gradually took on a new breath. Dilapidated buildings were cleared, damaged foundations were repaired, and burned-out fairy grass gardens began to be replanted.
Chen Xuan led the monks to re-transform the outline of the sect, and they built new buildings.
During the reconstruction process, Chen Xuan also encountered various challenges, sometimes including a shortage of building materials.
Within the Star Dragon Sect, the project was being carried out in an intense and orderly manner, and various repair projects were being carried out in an orderly manner. In these days full of hope, a group of elders from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect suddenly came. Their arrival was supposed to be a kind of Support, but poured into the Star Dragon Sect like ghosts without invitation.
The monks led by Chen Xuan were all surprised, but out of etiquette, they still welcomed these uninvited guests.
The elders of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect pretended to express condolences on the surface, but there was an evil conspiracy in their eyes. They were dressed in gorgeous robes, and their eyes revealed ridicule and contempt, as if they were not optimistic about the reconstruction of the Star Dragon Sect at all.
"Oh, is this the so-called reconstruction of your Star Dragon Sect?" An elder of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect sneered: "It looks like building a shed among the ruins."
A trace of displeasure flashed across Chen Xuan's face, but he tried to remain calm. He knew that these people had bad intentions, but he did not want the monks in the sect to get into unnecessary disputes.
"We are here to see what help you need." Another elder of the Blood Mark Immortal Sect said contemptuously: "But it seems that we are redundant."
The monks were silent, and there was a sense of displeasure in their hearts. Although they appeared polite on the outside, they were filled with dissatisfaction and anger towards these elders in their hearts.
"Don't worry, we are gradually recovering." Chen Xuan suppressed his anger and tried to resolve the embarrassing situation.
However, the elders of the Blood Vein Immortal Sect did not intend to stop there. Seeing that the Star Dragon Sect was still in trouble, they began to take the opportunity to ridicule and criticize.
"The Star Dragon Sect is so vulnerable that it has not even repaired its foundation?" An elder mocked.
"No wonder there have been no outstanding figures in so many years." Another elder continued, his tone full of disdain.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath and tried his best to control his anger. He knew that these words were meant to provoke the sect, but he did not want to get involved in a meaningless dispute.
