Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6558 Alchemy Lamp

 He carefully took out the elixir and placed it on the table to cool.

 Then, he took out a special elixir bottle and gently put the elixir into it. After sealing the bottle, he checked it carefully to make sure there were no problems.

 Finally, Chen Xuan took the elixir bottle in his hand, took a deep breath, then turned the elixir bottle over and let the elixir slide into his mouth. The taste of the elixir is fresh and fragrant, as if you have inhaled a vital force.

 Chen Xuan closed his eyes and began to feel the effects of the elixir. His spiritual power began to circulate rapidly, flowing throughout his body, as if a ball of heavenly fire was burning in his body. He could feel that his cultivation was constantly improving, and the opportunity for a breakthrough was gradually approaching.

As time goes by, Chen Xuan has been immersed in the state of cultivation. His body gradually emits golden light, like a rising sun, full of strength and vitality.

During the process of cultivation, Chen Xuan did not forget to think about his own cultivation path. He knew that refining alchemy was only part of it. What was more important was to continuously improve his strength and master more techniques and secret techniques.

When the effect of the elixir gradually dissipated, Chen Xuan opened his eyes and felt a fresh and comfortable power filling his body. He knew that this training brought him closer to the peak of the fourth level of Shenlong Breaking God.

 Chen Xuan stood up, feeling energetic and ready to continue his daily practice.

 A few days later, he decided to go to the Longshen Sect's library, a peaceful place suitable for reading and relaxing.

The Library Pavilion is located at the foot of the Dragon God Sect. It is an ancient building. Its walls are covered with vines and moss, exuding a simple atmosphere. Chen Xuan walked through the quiet courtyard and came to the door of the Library Pavilion. The door was inlaid with inlays. The dragon-shaped decoration symbolizes the heritage and inheritance of the Dragon God Sect.

 Pushing open the ancient wooden door, Chen Xuan entered the interior of the library. Here is a spacious reading room, with various ancient books and cultivation classics placed on the long bookshelves. The books on the bookshelves are white and exquisite, as if they are telling stories of power.

 Chen Xuan walked into the reading room, looked around, and felt a deep tranquility. He randomly selected a cultivation classic, sat on a chair in front of the window, and began to read attentively.

In the reading room, Chen Xuan continued to immerse himself in the world of books and study the way of cultivation in depth. He learned the exercises of different schools and understood various cultivation methods and techniques.

 Every page of text contains profound principles of cultivation, which benefited him a lot.

During this period, Chen Xuan also met some disciples. They came from different branches of the sect. Some specialized in swordsmanship, some were proficient in formations, and some studied alchemy.

 They share their own cultivation experiences and experiences, learn from each other and learn from each other.

 Once, Chen Xuan met a disciple named Li Ming.

Li Ming is a lover of alchemy. He has a deep understanding and unique insights into alchemy.

 The two began to communicate, not only sharing their experience in alchemy, but also discussing some difficult problems in alchemy.

Li Ming said: "Brother Chen Xuan, although alchemy seems simple, the secrets contained in it are very complicated. The characteristics and attributes of each herb are different, which requires precise heat and rich experience. However, as long as you are willing to work hard, , Alchemy is also a very charming way of cultivation.”

 Chen Xuan nodded in agreement. He felt that alchemy was indeed a magical art. It condensed the power of the world into a small elixir, which could provide strong support to the monks.

During this period of rest, Chen Xuan not only enriched his knowledge of cultivation, but also made many like-minded friends.

One early morning, the sun shone through the windows on the courtyard of Longshen Sect, making it peaceful and pleasant.

 Chen Xuan had just finished his morning practice and walked out of his courtyard in a happy mood, ready to have breakfast.

 He passed a courtyard and saw a sect disciple named Yang Ming. Yang Ming is a young man who practices fire skills and is of the same generation as Chen Xuan.

 However, there have always been some conflicts between them.

These contradictions did not arise suddenly, but stemmed from a competition some time ago.

At that time, Yang Ming laughed at Chen Xuan’s cultivation skills and claimed that his fire-based skills were superior.

 Chen Xuan did not want to show weakness and agreed to a contest.

 As a result, Chen Xuan defeated Yang Ming in the competition, but he did not show off or ridicule too much.

On the contrary, he tried to resolve the dispute in a peaceful manner, hoping to reconcile with Yang Ming. However, Yang Ming did not accept this reconciliation and instead had a grudge against Chen Xuan.

This morning, when Chen Xuan walked past Yang Ming, Yang Ming deliberately blocked his way and said coldly: "Chen Xuan, you think you can act aloof just because you defeated me in the competition. Are you just lucky?"

Chen Xuan stopped, frowned slightly, and responded: "Yang Ming, I didn't act condescending. I just wanted to reconcile and no longer care about the past. We are all members of the sect, why bother fighting for a war?" Is the competition unpleasant?"

Yang Ming didn't take it seriously. He laughed and said: "Chen Xuan, you are such a weak guy. Do you think you are great after defeating me? What qualifications do you think you have to teach me a lesson?"

Chen Xuan felt that his patience was gradually being tested. He took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and said: "Yang Ming, I don't mean to teach you a lesson. I just hope that we can reconcile and no longer have conflicts. If you still If you don’t want to, then we can go our separate ways.”

Yang Ming did not give in. He said angrily: "Chen Xuan, I want to teach you a lesson today to let you know what true strength is!" After saying that, he suddenly reached out and made a blazing fire. Appeared out of thin air in his hands.

 Chen Xuan saw this scene and was unwilling to continue arguing. He knew that Yang Ming's fire-based skills were very powerful and should not be underestimated. So, he silently mobilized his spiritual power to prepare for this sudden challenge.

Yang Ming condensed the sky fire in his hand into a ball of fire, aimed at Chen Xuan and threw it over. The fireball flew quickly, with a blazing breath, making people feel extremely hot.

Chen Xuan did not dodge, but raised his palm to resist the fireball with his palm.

His palms shone with a faint golden light, repelling the invasion of the sky fire and preventing the fireballs from causing any damage.

Yang Ming became even more angry when he saw that his attack failed. He condensed a larger and hotter fireball and prepared to attack again.

At this moment, an elder from the sect came over from a distance. He saw what happened and immediately stepped forward to stop Yang Ming's actions.

The elder sternly reprimanded: "Yang Ming, are you making trouble within the sect? Chen Xuan didn't attack you, why did you attack him? The path of cultivation is full of challenges. Disciples of our sect should respect each other. Rather than quarrels and vindictiveness.”

Although Yang Ming was dissatisfied, he also knew that he could not disobey the elders' orders.

 He could only disperse the fireball in his hand and stepped aside with a gloomy expression.

Chen Xuan did not blame Yang Ming. He took a deep look at the elder and left there.

 He knew that the conflict with Yang Ming had not been resolved, but he chose to remain calm and rational, not wanting to intensify the conflict.

Chen Xuan went to the practice room calmly. He knew that practice was the most important thing, not the fight with Yang Ming. However, Yang Ming seemed unable to let go. He appeared in front of Chen Xuan again, blocking the entrance to the practice room. On the road.

Yang Ming's face was full of displeasure, and he said sarcastically: "Chen Xuan, do you think you can sit back and relax just because you defeated me in the competition? You were just lucky."

Chen Xuan took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. He responded: "Yang Ming, I have said many times that I do not want to quarrel with you. We can reconcile. The road to immortality is full of challenges, and the disciples of our sect should respect each other. "

Yang Ming laughed.

respect? Chen Xuan, do you think you are qualified to teach me a lesson? Let me tell you, today I will teach you a lesson to let you know what true strength is! "

After speaking, Yang Ming stretched out his hand again, and a ball of blazing sky fire appeared out of thin air in his palm. He looked at Chen Xuan, his eyes full of provocation and ridicule.

Chen Xuan knew that Yang Ming's fire-based skills were very powerful, and he did not want to be involved in unnecessary fights. However, Yang Ming's attitude and behavior made him feel uneasy. He could not just sit idly by and ignore it, so he activated his spiritual power again, Get ready for the challenge.

Yang Ming condensed the sky fire in his hand into a huge fireball, burning with hot sky fire and making a buzzing sound. He looked at Chen Xuan with mocking eyes, waved his arm, and threw the fire ball at Chen Xuan.

 Chen Xuan reacted immediately. He raised his palm and released a golden light, blocking the fireball in mid-air. The golden light and the sky fire fought against each other, emitting dazzling light and hot breath.

Yang Ming did not stop. He once again condensed a larger and hotter fireball, preparing to attack again. His eyes were firm, as if he wanted to completely defeat Chen Xuan.

 Chen Xuan frowned slightly. He knew that this battle might be inevitable, and he was ready to release more power to meet Yang Ming's challenge.

The fireball flew again. Chen Xuan used his spiritual power to resolve the invasion of the sky fire. However, Yang Ming's fireball became bigger and bigger, gradually beyond Chen Xuan's control.

 Chen Xuan's heart trembled. He knew that he had to take action as soon as possible, otherwise he would fall into passivity. He gathered more spiritual power, quickly formed seals with his hands, and prepared to release his skills.

Suddenly, a golden sword light flashed out, and Chen Xuan quickly waved the prairie fire sword in his hand. The sword light streaked through the air, like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Yang Ming's fireball.

Yang Ming's fireball was torn open by the golden sword light, and the sky was filled with fire and smoke. The sword light continued to fly, heading straight for Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was startled by the sudden attack. He hurriedly dodged, but the golden sword light had already caught up with him. The sword light passed by and stabbed his shoulder, blood splattered out.

Yang Ming gritted his teeth in pain. He did not expect that Chen Xuan would be so powerful and be able to unleash such a powerful attack. He knew that he was already at a disadvantage, but he was not willing to admit defeat easily.

Chen Xuan put down the prairie fire sword and faced the injured Yang Ming. He said: "Yang Ming, I am unwilling to continue fighting with you. Disciples of our sect should respect each other instead of fighting and grudges. If you are still unwilling to reconcile , then let’s go our separate ways.”

Yang Ming left the practice room angrily. He was not satisfied with his performance in the competition with Chen Xuan. What was even more angry was that he lost face in front of Wang Long. He decided to find Wang Long and combine his dissatisfaction with Chen Xuan's. Resentment comes out.

Wang Long is a member of the Longshen Sect's cabinet. He has always had a arrogant and contemptuous attitude towards Chen Xuan. Yang Ming knew that if anyone could support him, it would be Wang Long.

Yang Ming quickly found Wang Long, and they met in a secret corner. Yang Ming's face was full of anger, and he said angrily: "Wang Long, do you know, Chen Xuan actually defeated me in the competition! I am not willing to give up, I can't just admit defeat."

Wang Long frowned. He was not interested in Yang Ming's performance. However, when Yang Ming mentioned Chen Xuan's name, Wang Long's eyes flashed and he asked coldly: "Chen Xuan? What did he do again?"

Yang Ming said angrily: "He defeated me in the competition, and he also looked condescending and laughed at me. I can't stand this insult, I want revenge!"

When Wang Long heard this, a sneer appeared on his face. He said to Yang Ming: "If you want revenge, I can help you. Chen Xuan is self-righteous, but in fact it is not enough for us to take it seriously. I will take action and let He knows what true strength is.”

Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Wang Long's support doubled his confidence. He was still angry and said to Wang Long: "Wang Long, you must make him pay the price. Let him know that there will never be any good for those who insult us." End."

 (End of this chapter)