Chapter 1823 Fire Sword Technique, Starting From Condensing Essence

A pearl-sized bead with green light was like a night-light pearl in the dark night. Chen Xuan was overjoyed, he finally found it! He walked over with big strides, and the bead gave off a refreshing fragrance.

The green light on Chen Xuan's left palm was like a fairy kissing the scar on his palm, and the tearing pain gradually subsided. A warm current diffused into Chen Xuan's body from the wound.

Hiss... Chen Xuan took a breath of cool air, it was so fucking comfortable. Suddenly, Ningyuan Dan flew into the air like a stone that wanted to become an immortal with chicken blood. Chen Xuan stared at it with his eyes, afraid that it would fly away.

A beam of green fairy mist slowly descended, like the warm sun in early July flowing into Chen Xuan's body. He quickly sat down cross-legged and sucked it up with the wound on his palm like a baby.

Layers of green mist were like warm currents running through his body, and Chen Xuan felt that all the Dao heart power in his Danhai was mobilized.

What a wonderful feeling! Chen Xuan sighed, the Dao Heart Power in the Danhai was like blood slowly injected into the five internal organs. He felt as comfortable as if he had just stood in the severe cold and was soaked in warm water.

It actually made Chen Xuan a little drowsy, his upper eyelids kept drooping, and his lower eyelids kept leaning up. It was just like Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, one willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten.

About half a minute later, Chen Xuan entered the state of condensation. At this time, he had no consciousness at all, just like the flowers, plants and trees around him. In this way, his heart can reach a state of complete stillness.

There is no Bodhi tree, and the bright mirror is not a stand!

Chen Xuan's body began to operate as if there was a square of land. The flow of blood was like the orderly change of the four seasons, and even the beating of the heart was as natural as the blooming and falling of flowers.

As time passed, his five internal organs almost merged with the whole world. He is a world! The so-called one flower is a world, one leaf is a Bodhi, which is Chen Xuan's realm at this time.

To be precise, it is the realm of a cultivator after Condensation...

About a year has passed. Chen Xuan sits cross-legged like this in spring, summer, autumn and winter, as calm as an old monk in meditation. No matter whether Jinze Lake is sunny or rainy, frosty or snowy, he is like this and never changes.

At this time, the white shirt on his body can no longer be seen as white. The elegant young man is now disheveled and even worse than a beggar. He hasn't eaten anything for more than a year, not even a sip of water! When the Condensation Pill was completely absorbed by Chen Xuan, he woke up... He was awakened by hunger!

When he raised his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion. Where is this? Who am I? What am I doing? Asking like a philosopher, but Chen Xuan feels that he is not a philosopher but a patient at this time...

After about an hour of trance, he finally remembered something. He was condensed after getting the Condensation Pill. This magic pill is really amazing! Why is it amazing?

Even he himself doesn't know what this thing did to him and then it disappeared. He felt the breath of his whole body and was overjoyed! His Dao Heart Power seemed to be completely different from before the Condensation, and he even felt like he had a new heart.

He felt that his Dao Heart Power now seemed to have turned into a breath, flowing in his blood in an orderly manner, no longer stagnant in the Danhai.

Even the Dao Zun-level cultivators could not achieve such a state! Chen Xuan had no idea about the cultivators above him. But the Dao Heart Power of the Dao Zun-level cultivators was still sinking in their Danhai.

So this is the state of Condensation! Let your Dao Heart Power flow like water, endlessly, and you will practice while walking, sitting, and even sleeping.

Every moment, every thought, every thought is practicing, this state is so wonderful! In this way, why worry about not being able to become the strongest person in the Dao Heart Continent?

The vigor of Dao Heart Power arises from Ming movement, just like a woodcutter who wants to be efficient, how can he get it? Then chop endlessly! Daoxin power is like the power he uses to chop wood, the skill of chopping wood is like the art, and wood is like strength.

As long as it keeps running endlessly and becomes a place of its own. Then when practicing art, it will have a great advantage. This is a great advantage for both art and the art and skills of Daoxin Continent.

It's just that this fire-refining sword art is a bit abnormal, and he doesn't have this advantage and won't let you practice it. Chen Xuan cursed in his heart, then lowered his head and looked at himself, and almost fainted again...

How come the gentle young man who used to pay so much attention to his image is worse than a beggar now? Hiss... He took a breath of cold air in his heart and secretly complained.

About half a minute later, Chen Xuan regained his gentle and elegant gentlemanly demeanor and walked back to the original valley, where he had left food and water. I didn't expect that I would be out for a year and a half this time, but now I am very different from before.

After a simple meal and water, he sat down again like an old monk in meditation. This time, this perverted martial arts book will finally let him glimpse something.

Just like before, the martial arts book behind his eyes lit up mysteriously like a star. This time, it did not dim again, and the eight pitfall words popped up, and Chen Xuan was secretly happy.

Then the martial arts book was like the first light spot, constantly flickering, so this is the starting point! Chen Xuan thought to himself.

"Congratulations, young master, for reaching the Dao Heart Condensation!" A cold voice sounded in Chen Xuan's mind like a machine.

Hmm? Who is it? A strange look flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. Could it be that there is a spirit in the art?

"I greet the young master!" A black oval light ball appeared beside Chen Xuan, and he was shocked. What is this?

"I congratulate the young master for breaking through to the Daoxin Continent Dao Master Realm. The Daoxin Condensation Essence has reached the qualification to practice the Fire Refining Sword Art. I am the book spirit of the Fire Refining Sword Art."

This Fire Refining Sword Art is really extraordinary. There is actually a spirit. But why does this spirit look so strange?

"Hmm! Hello, the Fire Refining Sword Art was given to me by the white-clothed swordsman. He let me practice it myself. Is the book spirit helping me practice it?" Chen Xuan didn't hesitate and asked kindly. His eyes were still calm and deep like the stars in the night sky.

"Although I am a spirit in the Fire Sword Art, I cannot assist you in your cultivation. I can only help you solve problems related to cultivation. Of course, the problems I can solve are very limited. I am sorry that the book spirit cannot answer questions beyond the scope of the answer!"

The black oval light sphere was like a cold stone pillar, without any human touch. Chen Xuan was silent and did not continue.

But the black light sphere continued, "We exist in that world to store information. Although we are considered spirits, we are low-end spirits without human wisdom. Please forgive me, young master."

Chen Xuan was speechless for a while, and he made up his mind to calm his desire to kill the book spirit, and asked in a gentle voice, "What world is yours?"

Since the book spirit is used to store information in their world, it's okay to ask what world it is. Anyway, I'll try to explore the edge first...

"I don't know!"

The four words were like the sound of heavy armor shaking the ground, as heavy and cold as the sound of a blacksmith swinging a hammer.

Uh... The edge test failed!

"Then who put you into the Fire Sword Art? Was it my cheap master Bai Zhe? Or the swordsman in white? Do you know the Elders Council?"

Chen Xuan threw out all the questions he wanted to ask like a bean maker pouring out beans.

"I don't know the first question, but I have existed in the Fire Sword Art since I was born. I know the second question!"

It was still a heavy mechanical sound, which made the fire in Chen Xuan's heart burn more and more fiercely like a volcano erupting in the woods.

But the second sentence was like a bowl of cold water that extinguished Chen Xuan's emotions. Hey? He knows! Knowing the Elders Council is not bad! I always wanted to know which bastards were bullying me!

"Hurry up!"

Chen Xuan paused after seeing that the light ball knew it, and didn't think about blaming too much, but instead urged excitedly.

"Although I know it, I don't understand it. I only know the title of the Elders' Council. But no one has supplemented this knowledge system for me."

Still calmly and neither coldly nor hotly, he uttered the words that made Chen Xuan crazy word by word.

Chen Xuan cursed in his heart. This book spirit made Chen Xuan, who was usually calm and relaxed, want to smash the stone pillar. Isn't this playing with himself?

"Young Master, please allow me to report the Fire Sword Technique." The book spirit didn't seem to notice that Chen Xuan was angry, and still used a cold voice and the appearance of the light ball of the stone pillar to face Chen Xuan.

There seemed to be a flaming lion in Chen Xuan's eyes, and he was about to rush out and strangle the book spirit to death.

Huh...

Forget it, business is important! Chen Xuan secretly complained in his heart.

"You!" Chen Xuan hummed weakly in his mind and stopped talking.

The light ball in front of Chen Xuan seemed to turn into a strong red light, illuminating Chen Xuan's eyes like the light of a flame.

The black stone pillar light ball disappeared, but the aura did not disappear, and still surrounded the four sides of the art diagram. It turned out that it had entered the art diagram...

"Concentrate the heart of Taoism, evolve and generate power. Understand the sword intention, and the sword will follow you. The heart moves like a sword, and the sword and heart are one. The heart of Taoism refines the sword, and the sword is like the flame of the heart. Cultivate the heart and raise the sword, one sword for one life. The sword enters the mind, and one thought seals the throat."

The cold voice sounded in Chen Xuan's ears again. This time it was not eight words, but forty words that were so mysterious that no one could understand. Chen Xuan heard the mechanical voice of the book spirit read it twice, and every time he wanted to hang himself on the beam and prick his leg to wake up...