Chapter 6793 What Is Left in the Sect

Elder Song's ridicule was like a sharp blade, but Chen Xuan seemed calm and composed. He knew that there were many people in the sect, but his beliefs and positions could not be influenced by others. This time, when he encountered Elder Song's provocation, he just chose to be indifferent, and his determination would not be shaken by the words of the outside world.

The conversation between the two was full of an atmosphere of open and secret struggles. Elder Song's disdain and ridicule formed a sharp contrast with Chen Xuan's indifference and confidence.

After a while, in a hidden corner of the Xinglong Sect, Elder Song stood alone in a quiet place. His face was cold, and his eyebrows revealed a sense of contemplation and determination.

Elder Song quietly took out an ancient jade talisman, with ancient runes engraved on the surface and a mysterious light flowing. He gently pinched the jade talisman, closed his eyes, and began to recite an ancient spell.

His voice was low and hoarse, and the jade talisman in his hand began to emit a faint light, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to fluctuate with it.

In the void, a faint light appeared, as if a mysterious force permeated it, an extremely weak but not negligible mysterious aura.

Elder Song frowned slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As Elder Song chanted the mysterious spell, the faint light gradually became brighter, like a guide across space, it struggled in the void, as if there was an incredible force at work.

In another distant 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 scroll.

Suddenly, a faint light flashed in front of him, like a wisp of mist, gradually condensed into the shape of a jade talisman.

The old man was slightly startled, as if he had noticed something strange, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the jade talisman condensed by the light, and immediately, a mysterious message flooded into his mind.

"Elder Song's message?" The old man frowned slightly.

The information revealed in the jade talisman was not much, but it was enough for the old man to know the intention conveyed by Elder Song. This was a mysterious way of contact, extremely secretive, and only those who mastered special methods could receive such information.

"Sure enough, there was some action." A trace of surprise surged in the old man's heart.

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 remained cautious about the purpose behind it. Such a secret connection was a hint of the internal dynamics of the sect, but the intention behind it was still unclear.

The sun shone through the clouds and sprinkled on the top of Yuanlong Peak. This is the place for the outer sect of Xinglong Sect to practice. It is quiet and mysterious. Chen Xuan stood on the towering mountain top, surrounded by the beautiful scenery of clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

He sat on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes and concentrated, and there was a faint aura around him, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of faint sky fire, which was a symbol of his practice of sky fire aura.

"Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy, Gather!" Chen Xuan chanted in a low voice, and the spiritual power in his body surged. The Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy was like an awakened fairy fire, gradually condensing around him.

As his cultivation level improved, he could gradually feel the flow of Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy. It was a kind of hot and mysterious power that gathered in his body, as if it had merged with him.

In the morning light, Chen Xuan held the Suzaku Sword, and the sword body glowed slightly red. His eyes flashed with a firm light, and he skillfully and fluently displayed a move of Suzaku Sword Technique.

As he swung, the sword energy burned like heavenly fire. Every move and every style was the crystallization of his hard work day and night, and the sword moves contained the understanding of the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy.

He was agile and whistling past, like a mysterious Suzaku. The sword moves seemed to be dancing with thousands of heavenly fires, awakening the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

While Chen Xuan was practicing, his understanding of the Suzaku Sword Technique became more and more advanced. Every sword contained the understanding of the Heavenly Fire, and the sword light was bright, like the stars twinkling in the starry sky.

The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be infected, and gradually gathered towards him, as if responding to the power of his practice, dancing around him.

Chen Xuan's cultivation was constantly improving. Every time he swung the sword, it became more natural and smooth, and the sword energy became more and more intense. He slowly integrated into this mysterious place of cultivation and became a part of it.

Cultivation is not just a simple training of skills, but also a kind of inner precipitation and baptism. In the practice of Yuanlong Peak, Chen Xuan reached a tacit understanding with his own power.

As time passed, Chen Xuan gradually stopped moving, panting tiredly and contentedly. The spiritual energy around him seemed to be clearer and purer because of his practice, and this place of cultivation 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 brushed his face, as if it was a blessing from this mysterious land.

With the end of the practice, 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 Xinglong Sect came to his side.

The disciple was wearing the uniform of the sect's disciples, with a resolute look 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 don't know anything, you can ask me. There is no need to be so reserved." His voice was powerful.

"I want to ask Senior Chen Xuan about the Suzaku Sword Technique." The disciple's tone was full of respect: "I am willing to learn from you."

Chen Xuan nodded and took the wooden sword handed by the disciple. He and the disciple confronted each other on the top of Yuanlong Peak, and the sword energy intersected.

The disciple showed his understanding of swordsmanship. Although his sword moves were still a little awkward, he showed firmness.

The sword moves of the two intertwined, and the sword energy was overflowing. Chen Xuan's guidance to the disciple was not to deliberately gain the upper hand, but to guide him to better understand the sword.

"Your swordsmanship needs to be more fluent." Chen Xuan gently reminded, and with a light swing of the sword, the disciple had the opportunity to feel the essence of the Suzaku swordsmanship more deeply.

Elder Song's ridicule seemed like a sharp blade, but Chen Xuan seemed calm and composed. He knew that there were many people in the sect, but his beliefs and positions could not be influenced by others. This time when he encountered Elder Song's provocation, he just chose to be indifferent, and the firmness in his heart would not be shaken by the words of the outside world.

The conversation between the two was full of an atmosphere of open and secret struggles. Elder Song's disdain and ridicule formed a sharp contrast with Chen Xuan's indifference and confidence.

Without a hurry, in a hidden corner of the Xinglong Sect, Elder Song stood alone in a quiet place. His face was stern, and his eyebrows revealed a sense of contemplation and determination.

Elder Song quietly took out an ancient jade talisman, with ancient runes engraved on the surface and a mysterious light flowing. He gently pinched the jade talisman, closed his eyes, and began to chant an ancient spell.

His voice was low and hoarse, and the jade talisman in his hand began to emit a faint light, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to fluctuate with it.

In a void, a faint light appeared, as if a mysterious power permeated it, which was an extremely weak but not negligible mysterious breath.

Elder Song frowned slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With Elder Song's mysterious spell, the faint light gradually brightened, like a guide across space, it struggled in the void, and it seemed that 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 scroll.

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 had noticed something strange. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the jade talisman condensed by the light. Immediately, a mysterious message flooded into his mind.

"The message from Elder Song?" The old man frowned slightly.

The information revealed in the jade talisman was not much, but it was enough for the old man to know the intention conveyed by Elder Song. This was a mysterious way of contact, extremely secretive, and only those who mastered special methods could receive such information.

"Sure enough, there was action." A trace of surprise surged in the old man's heart.

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 remained cautious about the purpose behind it. Such a secret connection was a hint of the internal dynamics of the sect, but the intention behind it was still unclear.

The sun shone through the clouds and sprinkled on the top of Yuanlong Peak. This is the place for the outer sect of Xinglong Sect to practice. It is quiet and mysterious. Chen Xuan stood on the towering mountain top, surrounded by the beautiful scenery of clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

He sat on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes and concentrated, and there was a faint aura around him, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of faint sky fire, which was a symbol of his practice of sky fire aura.

"Sky fire aura, gather!" Chen Xuan chanted in a low voice, and the spiritual power in his body surged. The sky fire aura was like an awakened fairy fire, gradually condensing around him.

With the improvement of his cultivation, he gradually felt the flow of the sky fire aura. It was a hot and mysterious power that gathered in his body, as if it was integrated with him.

In the morning light, Chen Xuan held the Suzaku sword, the sword body glowed slightly red, his eyes flashed with a firm light, and he skillfully and fluently displayed a move of the Suzaku sword.

As he swung, the sword energy burned like heavenly fire. Every move and every style was the result of his hard work day and night, and the sword moves contained his understanding of the spiritual energy of heavenly fire.

He was agile and whistled past, like a mysterious Suzaku. The sword moves seemed to be dancing with thousands of heavenly fires, awakening the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

While Chen Xuan was practicing, his understanding of the Suzaku sword technique became more and more advanced. Every sword contained the understanding of heavenly fire, and the sword light was bright, like the stars twinkling in the starry sky.

The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be infected, and gradually gathered towards him, as if responding to the power of his practice, dancing around him.

Chen Xuan's cultivation was constantly improving. Every time he swung the sword, his movements became more natural and smooth, and his sword energy became more and more intense. He slowly integrated into this mysterious place of practice and became a part of it.

Cultivation is not just a simple training of skills, but also a kind of inner precipitation and baptism. In the practice of Yuanlong Peak, Chen Xuan reached a tacit understanding with his own power.

As time passed, Chen Xuan gradually stopped moving, panting tiredly and contentedly. The spiritual energy around him seemed to be clearer and purer because of his practice, and this 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 brushed his face, as if it was a blessing from this mysterious land.

With the end of the practice, 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 practice. Suddenly, a disciple of Xinglong Sect came to him.

The disciple was dressed in the disciple's uniform of the sect, with a firm expression 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 don't know anything, you can ask me. Don't be so reserved." His voice was powerful.

"I want to ask Senior Chen Xuan about the Suzaku swordsmanship." The disciple's tone was full of respect: "I am willing to learn from you."

Chen Xuan nodded and took the wooden sword handed by the disciple. He and the disciple confronted each other on the top of Yuanlong Peak, and the sword energy converged.

The disciple showed his understanding of the swordsmanship. Although his sword moves were still a little rough, he showed firmness.

The sword moves of the two intertwined, and the sword energy was overflowing. Chen Xuan's guidance to the disciple was not to deliberately gain the upper hand, but to guide him to better understand the sword.

"Your swordsmanship needs to be more fluent." Chen Xuan gently reminded, and with a light swing of the sword, the disciple had the opportunity to feel the essence of the Suzaku swordsmanship more deeply.