Become invincible from the explosion of the alchemy furnace

Chapter 6736 The value of the secret code of swordsmanship

One of the monks from Baiyun Sect was dressed in a white robe and looked calm and composed, but he was hiding an incomparable pride in his heart. There was a glimmer in his eyes, and he gently stroked the jade pendant on his waist, as if hinting at his identity and status.

For him, this sword secret book was an opportunity to inherit the Baiyun Sect's heritage, so he was determined to bid, and raised the bid price again and again, trying to include this secret book in his own sect.

However, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not show weakness. A young monk, he was dressed in a blue robe, handsome, with a bit of confidence and sharpness, he had a unique aura, attracting many eyes around him.

The representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not rely on the sect's momentum, but on his own cultivation and experience. When he bid, his expression was focused, and every time he raised his hand, he exuded a strong aura.

Later, the representative of Tianhuo Sect also joined the auction. He was a middle-aged cultivator wearing a black robe with a pattern of heavenly fire. His brows revealed a sharp aura like heavenly fire. His appearance made the atmosphere more tense, as if the powerful strength of Tianhuo Sect had already foreshadowed victory.

During the auction, the desire and passion of the practitioners for this secret book of swordsmanship continued to heat up. Every bid was an investment in their own path of practice. However, as the price continued to rise, the contradictions between the bidders gradually emerged.

The representative of Baiyun Sect gnashed his teeth at the bidding. He was angry and dissatisfied with the existence of other bidders. He firmly believed that this secret book of swordsmanship should belong to Baiyun Sect. Therefore, he was extremely persistent in increasing the bid and wanted to overwhelm other bidders with a tough attitude.

At the same time, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion also showed a firm attitude. He was confident in his cultivation and value and was unwilling to show weakness.

The representative of Tianhuo Sect seemed more restrained, but he was hiding his desire for the sword secret book in his heart. His eyes were bright, and he remained calm and decisive in the increase of the bid, as if waiting for the best time to make a move.

The representatives of these major forces showed their different attitudes and styles in the auction.

However, as the bids continued to rise, the tension between the bidders gradually escalated.

Under the auspices of the auctioneer, the auction scene became more and more intense, and the practitioners continued to raise their bids. For a time, the scene was like a torrent, and tension and disputes gradually enveloped the entire auction square.

Chen Xuan watched the fierce auction scenes in the square, with a hint of calmness in his eyes. Being at the center of this competition, he calmly thought about how he should act.

Since he entered the square, he has been paying attention to the sword secret book. This auction seemed normal, but when the bids between practitioners rose to 500,000 immortal stones, the situation suddenly changed.

He decided to intervene in the auction. Chen Xuan did not do so out of vanity or competitiveness, but out of a genuine desire for this sword secret book, which was of great significance to his sword cultivation path.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Chen Xuan's cold voice rang out in the square, with a firmness and confidence. He did not directly intervene in the previous debate, but expressed his desire for this secret book with practical actions.

This increase in price seemed to trigger an uneasy atmosphere. The representatives of Baiyun Sect, Fengyun Pavilion and Tianhuo Sect, who were originally bidding, all focused their attention on Chen Xuan, who was raising the price. Their eyes revealed dissatisfaction and doubt, and they seemed not to be used to having outsiders participate in this auction.

"Which sect are you from?" Someone asked Chen Xuan in confusion.

The practitioners were quite confused by the intervention of outsiders, especially at such a critical moment.

Chen Xuan did not answer directly, he just smiled slightly, but there was a flicker of determination in his eyes. He was not challenging or targeting any sect, but had a sincere desire for this sword secret book.

However, this confusion and contradiction began to spread in the square. The discussion among the practitioners quietly became more intense, and an atmosphere of uneasiness and contradiction spread among the crowd.

"Who is this practitioner? How dare he interfere in the bidding of our sect?" The representative of Fengyun Pavilion questioned, frowning slightly, looking a little unhappy. In the world of cultivation, the relationship between sects is complicated, and the joining of any outsider may cause unnecessary conflicts.

"This secret book is obviously not what he deserves!" The representative of Tianhuo Sect was firm in his attitude, and he was quite dissatisfied with Chen Xuan's behavior. It is not uncommon for them to reject competitors from outside.

These disputes and contradictions did not cause too much fluctuation in Chen Xuan's heart. He just looked at everyone calmly, without explanation or any remarks. He knew that this sword secret book was crucial to his practice, and his determination would not change easily.

The voice of the auctioneer sounded again: "Five hundred and fifty thousand, five hundred and fifty thousand, is anyone willing to bid more?" He calmly announced the price of the auction.

At this moment, the whole square seemed to fall into silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Xuan. This bidding method and attitude was a bit surprising, and it also aroused the curiosity and questions of more people.

Chen Xuan always remained calm and composed. He didn't mind the discussions and contradictions of the crowd. For him, the important thing was to obtain this sword secret book.

The representative of the Tianhuo Sect stood in the crowd. The burning skyfire pattern on his black robe seemed to be even hotter. His eyes flashed with the pride and power of the skyfire. He walked to Chen Xuan, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"You, an outsider with unknown origins, why do you want to interfere in the affairs of our sect? This secret book of swordsmanship obviously does not belong to you." The voice of the representative of the Tianhuo Sect was full of provocation and disdain, and his attitude was merciless.

Chen Xuan faced the representative of the Tianhuo Sect, his eyes remained calm, as if he was not moved by his words. He was not panicked or angry, he just smiled and stared firmly at the opponent in front of him.

"You are not qualified to participate in the Tianhuo Sect's bidding. This secret book of swordsmanship is very important to our sect. You should leave, this is not a place you should get involved in." The representative of the Tianhuo Sect spoke forcefully, as if giving a warning.

However, Chen Xuan did not speak. He looked calm and calm in the face of the representatives' doubts and pressure. In his eyes, this secret book of swordsmanship was the most important, and he was not shaken by such repulsive words.

One of the monks from the Baiyun Sect was wearing a white robe and looked calm and calm, but he was hiding an overwhelming pride in his heart. There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he gently touched the jade pendant around his waist, which seemed to be a hint. own identity and status.

For him, this secret book of swordsmanship is an opportunity to inherit the inheritance of Baiyun Sect. Therefore, he has a firm attitude towards bidding and raises the bidding price again and again, trying to incorporate this secret book into his own sect.

However, the representatives of Fengyun Pavilion did not show weakness. A young monk, wearing a blue robe, handsome in appearance, with a bit of confidence and aura, he has a unique aura that attracts many eyes around him.

This representative of Fengyun Pavilion did not rely on his sect's reputation, but on his own cultivation and experience. When he was bidding, he looked focused and exuded a strong aura every time he raised his hand.

Later, a representative of the Heavenly Fire Sect also joined the bidding. He was a middle-aged monk, wearing a black robe with a pattern of Heavenly Fire. There was a sharpness like Heavenly Fire between his brows. His appearance made the atmosphere more tense, as if the Heavenly Fire Sect The strong strength has already heralded victory.

During the bidding process, the practitioners' desire and passion for this secret book of swordsmanship continued to heat up. Every bid was an investment in their own spiritual path. However, as the price continued to rise, conflicts among the bidders also increased. gradually revealed.

The representative of the Baiyun Sect gritted his teeth at the bidding. He was angry and dissatisfied with the existence of other bidders. He firmly believed that the secret book of swordsmanship should belong to the Baiyun Sect. Therefore, he was extremely persistent in increasing the bid and wanted to overwhelm the other bidders with a tough attitude. bidder.

At the same time, the representative of Fengyun Pavilion also showed a firm attitude. He was full of confidence in his own cultivation and value and was unwilling to show weakness.

The representative of the Tianhuo Sect appeared more restrained, but he hid his desire for this secret book of swordsmanship in his heart. His eyes were bright, and he remained calm and decisive in raising the bid, seeming to be waiting for the best time to take action.

Representatives of these major forces showed different attitudes and styles in the bidding.

However, as the bids continued to rise, tensions among the bidders gradually escalated.

Under the auspices of the auctioneer, the bidding scene became more and more intense. The practitioners continued to raise their bids. For a time, the scene was like a torrent, and tension and disputes gradually enveloped the entire auction square.

Chen Xuan watched the fierce bidding scenes in the square with a trace of calmness in his eyes. At the center of the contest, he calmly considered how he should act.

Since he entered the square, he has been paying attention to the secret book of swordsmanship. The bidding this time seemed normal. However, when the bidding among the practitioners climbed to 500,000 immortal stones, the situation suddenly changed.

He decided to participate in the bidding. Chen Xuan was not out of vanity or competitiveness, but a true desire for this secret book of swordsmanship, which was of great significance to his sword cultivation path.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Chen Xuan's cold voice sounded in the square, with a sense of firmness and confidence. He did not directly interfere with the previous debate, but only expressed his desire for this secret book with practical actions.

The increase seemed to trigger an air of unease. Representatives from the Baiyun Sect, Fengyun Pavilion and Tianhuo Sect, who were originally bidding, all focused their attention on Chen Xuan, who had increased the bid. Their eyes revealed dissatisfaction and confusion, as if they were not used to outsiders participating in the bidding.

"Which sect are you from?" Someone asked Chen Xuan doubtfully.

The practitioners are quite puzzled by the intervention of outsiders, especially at such a critical moment.

Chen Xuan did not answer directly. He just smiled slightly, but his eyes flashed with determination. He was not out of challenge or targeting any sect, but he just had a sincere desire for this secret book of swordsmanship.

However, this confusion and contradiction began to spread in the square. The discussions among the practitioners quietly became more intense, and an atmosphere of uneasiness and conflict spread among the crowd.

"Who is this cultivator? How dare you interfere in our sect's bidding?" the representative of Fengyun Pavilion questioned. He frowned slightly, looking a little unhappy. In the world of cultivation, the relationship between sects is complicated, and any outsider's Joining may cause unnecessary conflicts.

"He obviously doesn't deserve this secret code!" The representative of Tianhuo Sect had a firm attitude. He was quite dissatisfied with Chen Xuan's behavior. It is not uncommon for them to be repulsive towards outside competitors.

These disputes and contradictions did not cause too many fluctuations in Chen Xuan's heart. He just looked at everyone calmly without explaining or making any remarks. He knew very well that this secret book of swordsmanship was crucial to his practice, and he was determined to Will not change easily.

The auctioneer's voice sounded again: "Five hundred and fifty thousand, five hundred and fifty thousand, is anyone willing to bid more?" He calmly announced the bidding price.

At this moment, the entire square seemed to fall into silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Xuan. This bidding method and attitude was a bit surprising, and it also aroused more people's curiosity and questions.

Chen Xuan always remained calm and quiet, and he didn't mind everyone's discussions and conflicts. For him, the important thing is to obtain this secret book of swordsmanship.

The representative of the Heavenly Fire Sect stood in the crowd. The burning patterns of Heavenly Fire in his black robe seemed to be even more intense. His eyes were shining with the pride and power of Heavenly Fire. He walked up to Chen Xuan, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"You, an outsider with unknown origins, why do you want to interfere in the affairs of our sect? This secret book of swordsmanship obviously does not belong to you." The voice of the representative of the Tianhuo Sect was full of provocation and disdain, and his attitude was merciless.

Chen Xuan faced the representative of the Tianhuo Sect, his eyes remained calm, as if he was not moved by his words. He was not panicked or angry, he just smiled and stared firmly at the opponent in front of him.

"You are not qualified to participate in the Tianhuo Sect's bidding. This secret book of swordsmanship is very important to our sect. You should leave, this is not a place you should get involved in." The representative of the Tianhuo Sect spoke forcefully, as if giving a warning.

However, Chen Xuan did not speak. He looked calm and calm in the face of the representatives' doubts and pressure. In his eyes, this secret book of swordsmanship was the most important, and he was not shaken by such repulsive words.