Chapter 6791 Elder Luo Yi and Chen Xuan

The leader pondered for a moment. This internal conflict made him feel a little worried. The internal disputes of the Xinglong Sect were not conducive to the stability of the sect. He must find out the truth as soon as possible and resolve this sudden crisis.

The leader sat in the inner hall, thinking about what had just happened, and his heart became heavy. Just as he was thinking, a gentle breath suddenly came from behind him.

"Senior?" The leader turned around and his eyes fell on a white-haired old man. This old man was a well-known elder in the history of the Xinglong Sect. His words and deeds were respected by the leader.

"Master, things seem to be a little uneasy." The white-haired old man looked indifferent, but his words were full of worry.

The sect master nodded slightly: "Yes, this incident really surprised me. Chen Xuan's appearance caused a lot of waves."

"Chen Xuan..." The white-haired old man whispered softly, revealing a trace of thought in his eyes: "He is the hope of Xinglong Sect."

"Hope?" The sect master was slightly startled and confused by the white-haired old man's words: "Although Chen Xuan is somewhat outstanding, he is just a new disciple and his strength is still shallow."

The white-haired old man smiled and explained: "Sect Master, you may not know all of him. Chen Xuan has a special aura. His appearance may be a turning point for Xinglong Sect."

The sect master pondered for a moment. He knew that the white-haired old man was right. Xinglong Sect has fallen into some bottlenecks in recent years and needs new strength and changes.

"So, what should Chen Xuan do now?" asked the sect master.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly: "Please take care of him, Master. He may need the protection and guidance of the Star Dragon Sect. This young man may have more in his future."

The master nodded solemnly: "I understand."

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with expectation and trust: "Master, I hope you can provide him with help and guidance. His growth may be crucial to the Star Dragon Sect."

The master was silent. He knew the implication of the white-haired old man. This young monk named Chen Xuan may have some unusual potential. He made a wish and was determined to consider the future of the Star Dragon Sect and provide the young man with the necessary support.

"Please rest assured, I will do my best." The master said solemnly with a firm look.

The white-haired old man smiled and nodded, then slowly left. His expectations for Chen Xuan and the master's sincerity made him full of confidence and expectations for the future of the Star Dragon Sect.

The master silently pondered the words of the white-haired old man. He understood that Chen Xuan might mean a transformation of the Star Dragon Sect. This young monk might carry a special mission for the future of the Star Dragon Sect.

"Chen Xuan..." The master muttered to himself, silently praying for the new disciple in his heart.

The moonlight was like water. In the courtyard of the Star Dragon Sect, Chen Xuan practiced alone. He sat on the bluestone, surrounded by a faint aura, and a tranquil atmosphere surrounded him.

Chen Xuan closed his eyes and concentrated, and his whole body radiated a faint light. His cultivation level was steadily improving, and his sword realm was constantly spreading and expanding.

The Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand was quietly suspended, and the red light on the sword body was flowing, as if the shadow of the Vermillion Bird was dancing on the sword body. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword, and the sword intent seemed to transcend the world.

Time passed quietly in this quietness, and Chen Xuan's state of mind gradually calmed down. He gradually integrated into the sword, feeling the flow of sword intent.

The sword energy was surging, like a burning fire. His figure suddenly became like a flowing cloud, and suddenly like a raging fire. Every swing was an understanding of the sword method, and every moment of practice was constantly improving his own realm.

Stars twinkled in the sky, and the quiet courtyard was filled with the surge of spiritual energy. Chen Xuan's cultivation became deeper and deeper, and the spiritual energy around him flowed, as if he had merged with this land of stars.

He had some insights in his heart, and had a deeper understanding of the Suzaku swordsmanship. Between the sword moves, he tried to condense a stronger sword intention, and the spirituality and fairy fire contained in the Suzaku swordsmanship were fully displayed in his hands.

In the sword moves, the shadow of the Suzaku seemed to hover, and the sword light was dazzling. Every swing seemed to ignite a piece of heavenly fire in the night sky, the sword shadow was like fire, and the red light was blazing.

There was a firmness in his eyes, and he was extremely persistent in his pursuit of the sword. With the unity of body and mind, Chen Xuan was fully immersed in the mystery of the sword, and his path of cultivation became deeper and deeper.

Time seemed to become infinitely long in the practice, but Chen Xuan did not feel tired. Instead, he focused more on his own practice. The goal in his heart became clearer, and the improvement of his cultivation was the direction of his unremitting efforts.

In the middle of the night, the stars were shining brightly. Chen Xuan's practice gradually entered a state of tacit understanding. The sword intent was like water, and the spiritual energy was like fire. He gradually felt the great improvement of his own cultivation.

Finally, when the first ray of morning light rose, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The breath emanating from his body was different from before, more condensed and more burning.

This night of practice made his cultivation reach a higher level, the sword intent became more exquisite, his understanding of the sword way in his heart became deeper, and the power of the Suzaku sword technique became more significant.

Standing in the courtyard, Chen Xuan's heart was full of emotion, but more of it was expectations for the future.

The sect master pondered for a moment. This internal conflict made him feel a little worried. The internal disputes of the Xinglong Sect were not conducive to the stability of the sect. He must find out the truth as soon as possible and resolve this sudden crisis.

The sect master sat in the inner hall, thinking about what had just happened, and his heart couldn't help but become heavy. Just as he was thinking, a gentle breath suddenly came from behind him.

"Senior?" The sect master turned around and his eyes fell on a white-haired old man. This old man was a well-known elder in the history of Xinglong Sect. His words and deeds were highly respected by the sect master.

"Sect master, things seem to be a little uneasy." The white-haired old man looked indifferent, but his words were full of worry.

The sect master nodded slightly: "Yes, this incident really surprised me. The appearance of Chen Xuan caused a lot of waves."

"Chen Xuan..." The white-haired old man whispered softly, revealing a trace of thought in his eyes: "He is the hope of Xinglong Sect."

"Hope?" The sect master was slightly startled and confused by the words of the white-haired old man: "Although Chen Xuan is somewhat outstanding, he is just a new disciple of the sect and his strength is still shallow."

The white-haired old man smiled and explained: "Sect master, you may not know all of him. Chen Xuan has a special aura. His appearance may be a turning point for Xinglong Sect."

The sect master pondered for a moment. He knew that the white-haired old man was right. Xinglong Sect has fallen into some bottlenecks in recent years and needs new strength and changes.

"So, what should Chen Xuan do now?" asked the sect master.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly: "Please take care of him, sect master. He may need the protection and guidance of the Star Dragon Sect. The future of this young man may carry more."

The sect master nodded solemnly: "I understand."

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with a trace of expectation and trust: "Sect Master, I hope you can provide him with help and guidance. His growth may be crucial to the Star Dragon Sect."

The sect master was silent. He knew the implication of the white-haired old man. This young cultivator named Chen Xuan may have some unusual potential. He made a wish and was determined to consider the future of the Star Dragon Sect and provide the young man with the necessary support.

"Please rest assured, I will do my best." The sect master said solemnly with a firm look.

The white-haired old man smiled and nodded, then slowly left. His expectations for Chen Xuan and the sincerity of the sect master made him full of confidence and expectations for the future of the Star Dragon Sect.

The sect master silently pondered the words of the white-haired old man. He understood that Chen Xuan might mean a transformation of the Xinglong Sect. This young cultivator might carry a special mission for the future of the Xinglong Sect.

"Chen Xuan..." The sect master muttered to himself, and he silently prayed for the new disciple in his heart.

The moonlight was like water. In the courtyard of the Xinglong Sect, Chen Xuan practiced alone. He sat on the bluestone, and a faint aura enveloped his body. A tranquil atmosphere surrounded him.

Chen Xuan closed his eyes and concentrated, and his whole body radiated a faint light. His cultivation level steadily improved, and the realm of swordsmanship continued to spread and expand.

The Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand was quietly suspended, and the red light on the sword body flowed, as if the shadow of the Vermillion Bird was dancing on the sword body. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword, and the sword intent seemed to transcend the world.

Time passed quietly in this quietness, and Chen Xuan's state of mind gradually calmed down. He gradually integrated into the sword and felt the flow of sword intent.

The sword energy surged like a burning fire. His figure suddenly floated like a flowing cloud, and suddenly like a raging fire. Every swing was an understanding of the sword method. Every moment of practice was constantly improving his own realm.

The stars twinkled in the sky, and the quiet courtyard was filled with the surge of spiritual energy. Chen Xuan's cultivation became more and more profound, and the spiritual energy around him flowed, as if integrated with this land of stars.

He had some insights in his heart, and had a deeper understanding of the Suzaku sword method. Between the sword moves, he tried to condense a stronger sword intent. The spirituality and fairy fire contained in the Suzaku sword method were fully displayed in his hands.

In the sword moves, there seemed to be the shadow of the Suzaku hovering, and the sword light was dazzling. Every swing seemed to ignite a piece of heavenly fire in the night sky, the sword shadow was like fire, and the red light was hot.

There was a firmness in his eyes, and he was extremely persistent in the pursuit of the sword. With the unity of body and mind, Chen Xuan was fully immersed in the mystery of the sword, and his path of practice became more and more profound.

Time seemed to become infinite in practice, but Chen Xuan did not feel tired. Instead, he focused more on his own practice. The goal in his heart became clearer and clearer. The improvement of his practice was the direction of his unremitting efforts.

In the middle of the night, the stars were shining. Chen Xuan's practice gradually entered a state of tacit understanding. The sword intent was like water and the spiritual energy was like fire. He gradually felt the huge improvement of his own practice.

Finally, when the first ray of morning light rose, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The breath emanating from his body was different from before, more condensed and more scorching.

This night of practice made his practice go to a higher level, the sword intent became more exquisite, his understanding of the swordsmanship in his heart became deeper, and the power of the Suzaku swordsmanship became more significant.

Standing in the courtyard, Chen Xuan's heart was full of emotion, but more of it was the expectation for the future.