Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6692 Soul Stone

 Chen Xuan walked slowly to the seventh floor of the cultivation tower. In front of him was an ethereal platform. The steps were suspended high, as if blending into the clouds, exuding a faint fairy aura.

The white clouds are shrouded in a dream-like atmosphere, giving people the feeling of passing through the clouds and blending into the sky.

He slowly climbed onto the ethereal platform, and every step made him feel as if he was stepping into a dream. The ethereal atmosphere makes people feel as if they are isolated from the world, and the soul is purified in this void space.

There is a huge jade stone in the middle of the top of the platform. Ancient runes are looming on it, emitting a faint blue light. This is the soul stone of the Ethereal Platform and is the core of the monks' cultivation here.

Chen Xuan sat cross-legged in front of the Soul Stone, closing his eyes and concentrating. He felt the fairy spirit permeating the air, and the gentle breeze brought waves of freshness. Chen Xuan began to use the spiritual power in his body to interact with the ethereal platform. Fusion of spiritual energy.

A layer of faint blue light emerged from around him, forming a faint light shield. This was the spiritual blessing of the Ethereal Platform, which helped the monks better understand the way of heaven and earth. Chen Xuan's mind gradually became immersed in it and began to practice. Understand the mysteries of the universe.

Through his mind, he sensed the subtle flow of power between heaven and earth. On this ethereal platform, he seemed to be able to touch the veins of time and comprehend the mystery of the laws of the universe. The process of cultivation not only tempered the body, but also strengthened the soul. of baptism.

Time flows in the ethereal platform, and Chen Xuan's cultivation level continues to improve. His body seems to blend into the space between heaven and earth, integrating with this void space. The realm of cultivation gradually reaches its peak, and the spiritual power in his body surges, forming a A majestic force.

During the process of cultivation, Chen Xuan's soul also received a profound purification. He saw the obsession and confusion deep in his heart, and gradually understood the true meaning of life. The ethereal platform became the mirror of his soul, reflecting his true appearance.

 The process of cultivation is like a baptism of the soul, which makes Chen Xuan understand the meaning of cultivation more deeply. The mysterious power of the Ethereal Platform penetrated into his bone marrow, improving his body and mind in an all-round way.

When Chen Xuan stood up from the ethereal platform, he exuded an invisible aura, as elegant as an immortal. His eyes revealed a deeper talent, as if he had understood everything in the world. The improvement in cultivation was just Appearance, more importantly, is the sublimation of the soul.

 Chen Xuan took a deep breath and felt the state of his body and mind. He knew that this training not only made his strength further.

 Chen Xuan was bathed in the mysterious atmosphere of the Ethereal Terrace. Suddenly, a clear voice came: "Humph, Chen Xuan, do you think that no matter how advanced your cultivation is, you can dominate this space?"

 A monk appeared in front of Chen Xuan. He was wearing a light blue monk's robe and had a proud temperament. There was a sense of disdain and ridicule in his eyes, as if Chen Xuan was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

 Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said nothing, but the faint smile in his eyes revealed a calmness. He knew that this was the beginning of a challenge.

The monk sneered and said, "Do you think that no matter how well you practice at the Ethereal Platform, you can dominate this place? I don't think so. Today I'm here to let you know what the real way of cultivation is."

As he spoke, he flashed and condensed a blue long sword. There was a faint fairy spirit flowing on the sword. He stood up with the sword in hand, staring at Chen Xuan with sharp eyes, revealing a fighting spirit. .

 Chen Xuan smiled slightly and was not angry. He stood there, calm and calm. He knew that the contest between practitioners was not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of mind.

The air between the two people froze for a moment, and then the monk suddenly launched an offensive. The sword light flashed like a blue dreamy wave, and it slashed towards Chen Xuan.

 Chen Xuan raised his hand and waved lightly, the Suzaku sword technique unfolded, and the sky fire danced, intertwined with the blue sword light. For a moment, the ethereal platform was filled with immortal energy and sky fire.

The two moves were entangled with each other, and the fighting spirit rose. The monk was a little surprised when he saw that Chen Xuan was not easily defeated by his offensive. He originally thought that Chen Xuan would be an easy monk to bully, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Chen Xuan's swordsmanship is agile and sharp, and every move is full of the potential to defeat the enemy. The heat of the sky fire and the coldness of the blue sword light confront each other, forming a fierce duel. The ethereal platform was filled with immortal energy, as if it had become a battlefield.

Not to be outdone, the monk revealed a ferocious smile and stepped up his attack. The sword light flashed through the air, making a clear whistle. He seemed not to give Chen Xuan a chance to breathe, as waves of attacks continued to come.

Chen Xuan remained calm. His swordsmanship was extremely agile and he avoided the opponent's attack like a dancer. The sky fire danced around him, forming a brilliant halo, like the arrival of a god.

As time gradually passed, the competition between cultivators became more and more intense. The two fought against each other on the ethereal platform. For a moment, sword energy was flowing freely, sky fire was burning, and the scene was extremely fierce.

 Chen Xuan's eyes were still calm. Although his swordsmanship seemed easy, it was extremely exquisite. Every dodge and counterattack was accurate, showing his profound swordsmanship.

The monk gradually felt the pressure, and his original mocking attitude gradually subsided and was replaced by a trace of dignity. Chen Xuan was not as easy to bully as he seemed on the surface. His cultivation and swordsmanship far exceeded expectations.

On the ethereal platform, the moves of the two became more and more fierce, the light and shadow intertwined, the fire light and the sword light intertwined. The monk's offensive became more and more fierce, but Chen Xuan's sword skills also became more and more sophisticated.

Finally, a stroke of the Sky Fire Sword Qi from the Suzaku Sword Technique hit the monk's sword body, burning his blue sword light. The monk's complexion changed slightly. He felt the burning power of the Sky Fire, and his heart tightened.

When Chen Xuan saw this, he changed his sword moves, and the heavenly fire spread out, forming a sea of ​​fire, covering the monks. The heavenly fire danced like a dancing red bird, hot and surging. The monks retreated continuously, trying to avoid the attack of the sky fire, but the Suzaku sword attack seemed to have no end. Eventually, he was trapped in the sea of ​​fire and could no longer escape.

The sky fire burned out, and the monk's figure appeared on the ethereal platform. His eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something. Chen Xuan put away his sword skills and smiled calmly, indicating that the opponent's challenge was over.

"Chen Xuan, you..." The monk's mouth moved slightly, but he stopped talking. Although he was unwilling to give in, he did lose to Chen Xuan in this contest.

Chen Xuan smiled and said: "During practice, winning or losing is not the most important thing, what is more important is the state of mind and understanding. I hope you gain something from this contest."

After speaking, he turned and left, leaving the monk standing alone on the ethereal platform, facing the battlefield just now, with complicated emotions surging in his heart.

Chen Xuan walked through the spacious hall of the training tower, surrounded by a strong aura. The towering towers seem to lead to the sky, and the entire space seems to have entered an otherworldly wonderland. There are some ancient stone tablets, immortal weapons and training tools placed in the hall, and every place exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

In the tower, monks shuttled back and forth. Some were immersed in cultivation, some were exchanging experiences, and some were comprehending the mysteries contained in the tower. Chen Xuan felt the rich spiritual energy, and couldn't help but move in his heart. The cultivation here The environment seemed grander and more profound than he had imagined.

 He began to wander around the cultivation tower, walked across an ancient stone bridge, and stepped into a spacious square. There is a pavilion in the square, with fluttering silk hanging in the pavilion, with various cultivation diagrams and talismans painted on it.

Chen Xuan stopped in front of the pavilion and carefully looked at the maps drawn on the silk. These maps were rich in content, including various magic formations, exercises and swordsmanship training methods. Chen Xuan was quite interested in these maps. He was immersed in them. Among them, I studied them one by one.

There is a small pavilion in the corner of the square, and a completely transparent crystal hangs in the pavilion. The crystal seemed to be inlaid with star-like light spots, exuding faint starlight. Chen Xuan walked over curiously and found that this was a place for stargazing and measuring the sky.

He entered the pavilion, sat on the stone bench, and looked up at the stars in the crystal. This crystal seemed to be connected to the sky and could display the movement of the surrounding stars in real time. Chen Xuan's heart moved, thinking about the mysteries of the celestial phenomena.

Passing by a palace where formations were practiced, Chen Xuan decided to enter and gain some enlightenment. The hall was filled with complex and exquisite runes and magic formations, like a maze. Chen Xuan slowly walked into it and began to ponder the mysteries of these formations with concentration.

Time passed quietly, and Chen Xuan spent a pleasant time in the cultivation tower. It not only provided profound cultivation resources, but also had many places worth exploring.

In the spacious hall of the training tower, Chen Xuan felt a strange gaze coming towards him. He looked sideways and found a monk standing not far away, with a trace of curiosity and doubt in his eyes.

The monk was wearing a light blue cultivation robe, with a handsome face and deep eyes. He approached step by step, stopped next to Chen Xuan, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen Xuan, this is the first time we meet. I am a monk in the cultivation tower. My name is My name is Liu Feng. I just saw you meditating on the formation, and your cultivation seems to be extraordinary."

 Chen Xuan smiled slightly, stood up and returned the greeting: "Brother Liu Feng, you are overestimating me. The monks practicing here are all the elite among the elite. They learn from each other and make progress together."

Liu Feng nodded, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Brother Chen Xuan is right. I observed your performance in the formation hall just now, and it seems that you have quite a lot of experience in formation. I wonder if you are willing to share it with me?"

Chen Xuan smiled and said without reservation: "Of course, the methods of formation need to be communicated and inspired by each other. I have some experience in the Star Observation Pavilion and in the process of practicing formation. If Brother Liu Feng feels that If you are interested, we can communicate together.”

Liu Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he and Chen Xuan soon fell into a deep discussion. The two of them were exchanging each other's cultivation experiences in the square inside the training tower, sharing their understanding of formation methods and the way of the stars. The monks stopped to watch.

 As the night gets darker, the atmosphere in the practice tower becomes quiet and peaceful. The conversation between Liu Feng and Chen Xuan also gradually faded away. Both of them were immersed in their own cultivation moods. This night became a different kind of communication time in the cultivation tower.

The next day, Liu Feng said goodbye to Chen Xuan. He said with emotion: "Brother Chen Xuan, I have benefited a lot from your insights. I hope we will have the opportunity to communicate in the future. I wish you good luck in your cultivation."

Chen Xuan smiled and nodded, feeling very happy about this unexpected exchange.

The seventh floor of the cultivation tower, also known as the Yunxiao floor, is a delicate space in the cultivation tower. When Chen Xuan stepped into this floor, he immediately felt a powerful spiritual energy rushing towards him. There are thin clouds all around, as if you are in a fairyland.

The seventh floor of the training tower is divided into several different areas. Each area has unique training resources and challenges. Chen Xuan chose an area called Yunfeng Peak. It is said that there is powerful wind aura here, which can help monks survive in the wind. To comprehend a higher level of sword intent.

 He sat on the training platform and closed his eyes in concentration. The surrounding wind blew by, like a drizzle, gently brushing his face. Chen Xuan took a deep breath and guided the fire attribute aura in his body to merge with the surrounding wind aura.

The wind spirit energy formed a vortex around him, turning into thousands of wind threads, wrapping his figure in it. Chen Xuan's brows wrinkled slightly, and he began to concentrate on comprehending the meaning of the wind sword, hoping to understand a more profound sword. The secret of law.

Time passed quietly while practicing, and Chen Xuan's body seemed to blend into this sea of ​​clouds. During the process of practicing, he felt the subtleties of the sword intention of the wind and learned some techniques that could be used more flexibly in battle. .

 (End of this chapter)