Marquis of Shang

Chapter 10 Chariot
And at the time when Chen Qingxiang was immersed in the life of the lord who was not bored, and couldn't extricate himself.

When communicating with the guardian spirit elephant totem that day.

A message came from the totem.

It is clear when Chen Weiyao, the head of the Chen clan in Qinghe, the former grandfather Gao, the grandfather of the former grandfather, Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, will visit Huangshi Xiaoyi.

And this time, just three days later.

On that day, Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Chen Weiyao, will come to inspect the entire Huangshi Xiaoyi.

So after receiving the news, under the guidance of Huangshi Xiaowushou Chen Fang, Chen Qingxiang began to arrange in advance.

In fact, it's nothing, the main reason is that when the Yin time of the day just passed and the Mao time just arrived, they were greeted ten miles away from Xiaoyi in advance.

And arrange the people, restrain the slaves, clean up the hygiene of the whole Huangshi Xiaoyi, and show the positive image of Huangshi Xiaoyi.

Is enough.

Of course, other various accommodations, meals, just in case, need to be prepared.

But those are small details.

Moreover, when Maoshi went out of Xiaoyi ten miles to meet him, it was mainly to stop the mouths of some members of the Chen clan.

Otherwise, the head of the Chen clan in Qinghe, the former grandfather Gao, even if Chen was completely unprepared for Qingxiang, he would at best laugh it off.

……

It's just that although he is the lord of the Qinghe Chen clan, he is a scholar-bureaucrat of Qinghe in Xuanxiang Fangguo.

But within the Qinghe Chen Clan, there are also constraints, and they cannot really cover the sky with one hand, and Fuwei can use it for himself.

……

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

It was hazy.

Maoshi just arrived, Huangshi Xiaoyi, ten miles away.

Wearing a bronze crown of spirit elephant.

Chen Qingxiang, the lord of Huangshi Xiaoyi, dressed in the lord's fine attire.

Leading seventy Huangshi warriors to welcome the coming Xuanxiang Fangguo, the head of the Qinghe Chen clan, Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Chen Weiyao.

But half a quarter of an hour or so later.

The sound of galloping horses sounded.

Three war horses came at great speed.

Headed by a middle-aged man in a dangerous situation exuding the coercion of a dangerous situation.

Two mortal warriors are the assistants.

The three riders came directly to Chen Qingxiang and a group of Huangshi warriors.

And saw the murderous middle-aged man among the three riders.

Chen Qingxiang immediately recognized him and dismounted immediately.

Salute him.

"Xiang, pay my respects to the elders of the Ziming clan."

This middle-aged Chen Ziming clan elder looked Chen Qingxiang up and down carefully.

Chen Qingxiang flocked to Chen Qingxiang with an ominous pressure.

Facing this scene, Chen Qingxiang, who has already practiced the third level of Spiritual Elephant Breathing Art.

Directly fight against the coercion of this ominous realm with his current body, which is comparable to the exuberant vitality of the late Mortal Realm.

After a few breaths of time, he looked at Chen Qingxiang who had resisted the pressure of his own ominous situation very well.

This Chen Ziming clan elder restrained his pressure from the ominous situation, looked at Chen Qingxiang and said with a smile.

"Qingxiang, you have been the owner of Xiaoyi for half a year, but you haven't delayed your cultivation."

"Not bad……"

"Our countrymen should focus on cultivation."

"This is the only way to have the possibility of becoming a warrior in the world."

He looked at Chen Qingxiang with satisfaction, and laughed again.

He said in a relaxed tone: "Qingxiang, the three of us are the pathfinders for this time."

"The scholar-bureaucrat should be twenty miles away by now."

"You don't need to wait long, just wait for a quarter of an hour, and the scholar-bureaucrat will arrive."

"Clan elder, I'm not in a hurry!"

Hearing the words of the elder Chen Ziming, Chen Qingxiang was taken aback, and quickly responded.

"Wait for the scholar-officials, I am willing to take it, why can't I be impatient!"

"Clan elder, don't misunderstand."

Chen Ziming, an elder of the clan, heard Chen Qingxiang's tone of voice, and looked at the two riders beside him out of the corner of his eye.

"I made a slip of the tongue, Qing Xiang is wrongly annoyed!"

He immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he typed a haha ​​and changed the subject.

"Qing Xiang, in the past six months, is there anything unclear about his practice?"

Chen Qingxiang heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the old Chen Ziming change the subject.

The predecessor used to be in Qinghe Dayi, when he came into contact with this Chen Ziming elder, he only felt that he was approachable.

What other people said was out of tune, and they thought it was a false rumor.

But this time, Chen Qingxiang knew why he was out of tune.

If I didn't respond in time just now, I might have been tricked by his unintentional words.

After being taken aback by this Chen Ziming clan elder, Chen Qingxiang kept his eyes open when talking with him while waiting for Gaozu's share, and began to be cautious in his words and deeds, so as not to be led into the ditch by him.

……

Until two quarters of an hour later.

When the red sun rises in the east.

The sound of galloping war horses came into my ears.

Chen Qingxiang knew that it was Chen Weiyao's inspection team, his grandfather Gao, a scholar-official in Qinghe, who had arrived.

After dozens of breaths of time.

There are 50 people in a village, and a hundred people in a general.

A team guarded by four cavalry generals came into Chen Qingxiang's eyes.

The four cavalrymen are connected with each other while running.

In the middle of the four cavalry, about ten feet above the ground.

Three totem chariots about five feet long, three feet wide, and two feet high.

Ten feet off the ground out of thin air, exuding an aura that surpassed the ominous environment, like Chen Qingxiang's suspended air car before crossing, easily galloping.

On these three chariots, one can see a native of Distressed Realm each, leading a group of soldiers to guard them.

Chen Qingxiang knew that the three chariots speeding in the air were the Mysterious Elephant Chariots, one of the foundations of the Xuanxiang Fang Kingdom.

Among the entire Qinghe Chen clan, there is only such a mysterious elephant chariot.

Legend has it that in the entire Xuanxiang Fang Kingdom, there are only one thousand chariots and three thousand Xuanxiang chariots.

Chen Qingxiang also knows that this chariot is not the real fighting form now.

It takes at least one of the world's warriors in Yuanjing to control and drive it, so as to truly display the power of this mysterious elephant chariot.

However, controlled by the natives of the Ominous Realm, they can also resist and even defeat ordinary Yuan Realm existences.

Within the scope of the Qinghe scholar-official fiefdom, with the blessing and control of the spirit of the totem, it is enough to ensure that it is invincible vertically and horizontally.

Looking at the four cavalrymen and a chariot that stopped a hundred meters away from him.

Chen Qingxiang ran directly with his feet, spanned a distance of hundreds of feet, and came to the bottom of the three chariots.

He knelt down to pay respects and shouted loudly.

"Great-great-grandson Qingxiang, pay homage to Lord Gaozu."

A six-foot-tall, middle-aged man appeared from the center of a chariot with a banner of the spirit image totem unique to the Chen clan.

Wearing a black elephant jade crown on his head, dressed in a scholar-official costume, his eyes are piercing, and the coercion of the peak of the ominous situation is looming.

But it is Chen Qingxiang's great ancestor who is actually over a hundred years old, who controls the entire Qinghe Chen clan, thousands of miles of territory, controls one big town, five middle towns, twenty-five small towns, and even many barren and savages gather together for small, middle, and big Chen Weiyao, a Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat in the land.

On both sides behind Chen Weiyao, a scholar-official in Qinghe, are two beautiful middle-aged women who exude a hint of ominous coercion.

Looking at Chen Qingxiang who was kneeling, Chen Weiyao, a middle-aged Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, showed a smile.

A clear voice sounded.

"Qingxiang, stand up."

"Let me take a closer look at my Qilinzi."

"promise……"

Hearing this, Chen Qingxiang immediately stood up and stood upright.

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