Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6834: Practicing your own swordsmanship

In the training place, Chen Xuan is still focused on practicing his swordsmanship. The light of the sword flashes in the air, like leaping fire from the sky, flowing with a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.

Suddenly, an abnormal aura quietly approached, breaking the originally quiet atmosphere. A group of disciples rushed into the practice place aggressively. Their eyes were sharp, as if they were here to provoke.

The leading disciple had a provocative smile and an arrogant tone: "Oh, Chen Xuan, it seems you are still wasting your time here."

 Chen Xuan put down the sword in his hand, with a hint of indifference between his brows. He was not panicked, but looked at the group of disciples who suddenly appeared indifferently.

“We heard how powerful you are in cultivation, and we want to see your true level.” The disciple who spoke was provocative, as if he was trying to provoke a dispute.

 Chen Xuan still remained calm. He was not shaken by the other party's words. In terms of cultivation, he knew that external interference was just a test.

"Chen Xuan, you are just a fake! Your cultivation is far inferior to ours, and you are not worthy of living alone here." Someone was mocking loudly from the side, and the voice was full of disdain.

 Chen Xuan's face remained calm. He didn't care about these verbal provocations. He knew that his cultivation and realm would not change because of other people's words.

“We want you to know that in Xinglong Sect, only the truly powerful people deserve respect!” The leading disciple’s voice was aggressive, as if he wanted to show Chen Xuan his power and strength.

Chen Xuan still remained calm and indifferent. He was not agitated by these words. In terms of cultivation, he knew that what he pursued was inner peace and the improvement of his realm.

"Chen Xuan, you are a waste!" Someone started to provoke again, seeming to force Chen Xuan to take action.

 Chen Xuan frowned slightly. His heart was still peaceful, but the atmosphere around him became tense. He did not respond immediately, but silently waited for the other party's next move.

Suddenly, someone from this group of disciples rushed up, and a sword energy was directed at Chen Xuan like an angry dragon. They did not want to use words, but tried to use practical actions to force Chen Xuan to react.

 Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed. He knew that these disciples would not give up easily. He did not attack, but held his breath and concentrated, preparing to meet the opponent's attack.

A sword light flashed, and the sword energy rushed towards Chen Xuan like a violent storm. He did not flinch, but held the sword in hand and met the opponent's attack with steady and precise movements.

This sudden battle quickly unfolded in the training place. The sword light flashed like fairy fire, the breaths intertwined, and the scene was tense and intense.

 Chen Xuan's swordsmanship is sharp and precise. Every move and every move quickly neutralizes the opponent's attack. His brows are slightly furrowed, and his sword power is like the power of heaven and earth, steadily resisting the opponent's attack.

However, the opponent did not stop, and the attack became more violent, seeming to want to defeat Chen Xuan with a powerful attack.

 Chen Xuan still remained calm, his sword moves were still accurate, and every swing was powerful and steady. He knew that only calmness and composure could control the overall situation in such a situation.

Time passed minute by minute, and the battle continued. Chen Xuan's sword moves were accurate, but the opponent's offensive became more and more fierce.

"Chen Xuan, do you feel helpless now? Do you really think you can be alone in Xinglong Sect?" The disciple's voice was mocking and provocative, as if he wanted to anger Chen Xuan.

However, Chen Xuan still remained calm and composed. He knew in his heart that these disciples just wanted to force him to react, and he would not be swayed by these words.

 During the battle, his swordsmanship gradually became more sophisticated and sharp. He did not relax his control over the battle and remained calm and composed at all times.

Suddenly, his swordsmanship changed subtly, and the sword light flickered, as if he had found a flaw in the opponent's attack.

 A precise sword move suddenly appeared, like a meteor, it quickly pierced the opponent's sword and neutralized the attack. Then, he accurately caught the opponent's mistake and launched a fatal attack at extremely fast speed.

The leading disciple was shocked by this sudden change, but had no time to dodge. He felt a sword energy penetrated his body, and was instantly knocked out. He fell heavily to the ground and could no longer stand up.

The battle was over. Chen Xuan put down the sword in his hand. His brows were still calm. He was not complacent about the victory, but looked at the disciple who fell to the ground indifferently.

This group of disciples who wanted to cause trouble saw the leader's defeat and hurriedly carried away the fallen disciples. After the battle, the training place regained its tranquility.

 Chen Xuan returned to the state of cultivation and felt calm.

 In the Xinglong Sect’s training place, many disciples are scattered in every corner of the place, exchanging their own practice experiences and experiences.

“Have you heard about Chen Xuan’s recent practice?” a disciple asked curiously, with an inquiring light shining in his eyes.

 “Chen Xuan? That sword cultivator who practices Heavenly Fire Spiritual Energy?” Another disciple responded in confusion.

“That’s right, it’s him. I heard that he has been practicing the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique recently, and every practice is dizzying!” someone said excitedly.

“Wow, the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique is a high-level fire-attributed sword technique in the Star Dragon Sect. It is very difficult to practice. It is really admirable that Chen Xuan is so proficient in it.” A disciple said with emotion. Everyone agreed and marveled at Chen Xuan's practice. They all knew that the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique was a profound sword technique that few monks could master, and even fewer could understand the deeper artistic conception in it.

“I heard that Chen Xuan has new thoughts on his swordsmanship recently, and seems to be looking for shortcomings in his swordsmanship.” Someone interjected.

"Really? He already has powerful sword skills such as the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique and Thousands of Sword Shadows. What else is missing?" someone asked doubtfully.

“I heard that he was thinking about how to make the Suzaku sword technique more perfect, and seemed to be exploring a deeper level in the sword technique.” Another disciple explained.

At the venue, more attention was paid to Chen Xuan's practice process. He was a high-profile presence in the Xinglong Sect and was admired by many disciples for his profound cultivation and proficiency in swordsmanship.

“However, Chen Xuan has been very focused on his practice recently and rarely shows up in the sect.” A disciple added.

“It’s no wonder that practicing the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique requires great concentration and mental stability, and you often need to practice alone.” Another disciple agreed.

Everyone is full of understanding and respect for Chen Xuan's cultivation attitude. In cultivation, the challenge Chen Xuan faces is not only the technical level of cultivation, but also the improvement of his character and realm.

“I once saw him practicing the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique. The light of the sword was as bright as fire from the sky, and it was impressive.” An older elder joined in the discussion.

“Chen Xuan is not just practicing the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique, he is also exploring the shortcomings of other sword techniques and wants to make his own sword technique more perfect.” The elder continued to explain.

“Really? Then what exactly is he looking for in his swordsmanship?” a disciple asked curiously.

"I think that for a monk, even if he has mastered a powerful sword technique, he will constantly think about how to make the sword technique more perfect and closer to his heart. Maybe Chen Xuan is looking for flaws and opportunities in his inner practice. "The elder said deeply.

After listening to the elder's words, everyone couldn't help but fall into thinking. They gradually realized that Chen Xuan's practice was not just about the practice of techniques, but also about the continuous exploration of mind and state.

“In any case, Chen Xuan’s cultivation is really admirable, and his persistence and concentration are really worth learning from.” A disciple said with emotion.

“Yes, I also hope that one day I can be like him, able to stick to my beliefs and keep moving forward.” Another disciple said with emotion.

22 After Chen Xuan practiced, he was ready to embark on the road to the Xueyun Mountains. He walked along the winding mountain road. Behind him was the training place of the Star Dragon Sect, and in front of him was Xueyun who was rumored to have a lot of training opportunities. mountains.

While walking, Chen Xuan felt the scent of the surrounding mountains and forests. The fresh air was mixed with the faint aroma of the pine forest.

Gradually, he came to a small town. This town was located in the mountains. It was quiet and simple, with wide and clean streets and many shops.

This small town is called Longxiao Town, and it is rumored to be a place where monks often gather. Chen Xuan walked on the street and saw the calm demeanor of the monks coming and going, and the aura of cultivation that circulated around them made people feel respected.

“This is indeed a place where monks gather.” Chen Xuan sighed secretly in his heart. He observed the surroundings carefully and tried to blend into the environment of this small town as much as possible.

 In Longxiao Town, there are a dazzling array of shops, including martial arts schools, medicine shops, weapon shops, etc., and monks are constantly coming and going everywhere. The atmosphere in the town is harmonious. Although people have different cultivation levels, they all seem to have a common respect and understanding for each other.

“This is indeed a place where monks gather. The auras of different monks are intertwined with each other, and it is full of a mysterious aura.” Chen Xuan sighed deeply in his heart, and he quite appreciated this atmosphere.

At the entrances of the martial arts halls on both sides of the street, monks were exchanging martial arts experiences, as if fighting skills were being discussed, while in front of the medicine shops, monks were queuing up to buy various medicinal materials.

Chen Xuan came to a teahouse, which was one of the places where monks gathered.

 “Have a cup of tea, brother.” A monk greeted.

 “Thank you.” Chen Xuan smiled and took the tea

In the teahouse, the monks exchanged their cultivation experiences and shared their own knowledge. Some people talked about the mysterious caves in the mountains, some talked about the powerful monsters they encountered, and others discussed the problems in their cultivation. Experience.

“There are many monks gathered in this town, and each one has his or her own unique way of practice.” Chen Xuan quietly comprehended this atmosphere.

 He noticed that there were many advanced monks gathered in this town. They each practiced different techniques, but they were all learning and communicating humbly.

“Longxiao Town is really a place where monks gather, and everyone has different ways of practice and opinions.” Chen Xuan sighed.

At this moment, a warrior suddenly appeared on the streets of Longxiao Town. He was covered in blood and was dying. He looked like he was suffering from heavy injuries. The monks gathered around and looked at the injured man in surprise. Warriors, the crowd of onlookers gathered more and more for a while.

Although the injured warrior's breath was weak, he still tried to stay awake. His voice was hoarse and heavy: "Everyone...please listen to me."

 (End of this chapter)