Marquis of Shang

Chapter 124 Guess
Outside Qinghe Dayi.

Above the sky, a divine light circulated.

The tall and beautiful GUI Yuan showed his figure.

With his head down, he looked solemnly at the figure in the center of the spirit elephant cauldron on the spirit elephant platform in Qinghe Dayi.

All kinds of radiance flow around the body to check the body and mind.

After a while, he didn't find that he was affected by external force, so his expression eased.

Muttering in my heart.

"How is this going?"

"Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan..."

"You seem to have lived in vain for hundreds of years!"

Silence for a while, eyes fixed.

As if there was an invisible blade in his hand, he slashed directly at himself.

Immediately, Gui Yuan felt peace of mind and body, and in his mind, a trace of strange feelings for the figure on the spirit elephant platform was completely wiped out.

But Gui Yuan also felt that his other feelings were also insignificantly weaker.

"This love-cutting formula is really overbearing. It can be one, two, and three."

"After beheading love three times, can't you turn back?"

"Qingxiang, Qingxiang, let's see if I have a destiny with you!"

"If you can make my mind fluctuate three times..."

He looked at Chen Qingxiang calmly for a while.

The tall, beautiful, and majestic Xuanxiang Fangguo's third elder, Gui Yuan, suddenly let out a chuckle at this moment.

Then he shook his head again, and with a flash of divine light, he turned into a streamer and left.

……

On the spirit elephant platform, in the center of the three spirit elephant tripods.

Through the map of mountains and rivers, Chen Qingxiang left from the center of the spirit elephant cauldron after watching Gui Yuan, the female elder in the divine realm, leave completely.

Came to the back hall of Qinghe, inside the practice room.

Sitting cross-legged on the three-foot futon, he began to organize the various harvests this time.

First, the relics of the middle-aged underworld soldier.

A legacy of clothing and clothing.

Two mustard treasures.

And a pure green orb full of vitality.

……

Among the clothes and clothing, only the torn pure green robe was a medium-grade magic weapon, but unfortunately it was almost completely damaged under the attack of Qinghe Great Seal.

The rest of the crowns, accessories, etc. are just blood vessels at the level of evil.

The two mustard seed treasures and the pure green orb both contain the brand of the original soul. If you don't want these things to be damaged, you need to wear the brand of the original soul slowly before you can use it.

In other words, the temporary gain from killing this middle-aged soldier this time is to put an end to an enemy's future troubles.

For the middle-aged Tianxia, ​​the fragment of King's Fortune, which was almost in his hands, was captured by Chen Qingxiang.

This is not to say that it is completely immortal, but it is also a great hatred.

It is worthwhile for a middle-aged soldier to do things that kill one thousand enemies and hurt eight hundred.

For Chen Qingxiang, having such enemies is like a thorn in his back.

Unless you leave the Qinghe fief at all, relying on Qinghe's various heritage weapons, as well as the miraculous mountains and rivers map, can guarantee your own safety.

Otherwise, as long as you leave the Qinghe fiefdom, you need to guard against the revenge of a terrestrial warrior.

This is not counting the power that it can envoy and borrow.

These kinds.

It was Chen Qingxiang several hours ago.

When killing chickens to warn monkeys, he did not choose the realm of totems among the six warriors under heaven.

Instead, he chose the middle-aged soldier in the realm of Earth Element as the root cause of the target.

Since hatred has arisen, the best way is to wipe it out in the bud.

……

Put away the relics of the middle-aged underworld soldier.

Chen Qingxiang took out the complete luck of the scholar-bureaucrat.

Looking at the inside of this one-foot-cubic Nayun stone, the luck like a golden flame.

After Chen Qingxiang became a Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, he had a detailed record of his inheritance in the scholar-bureaucrat inheritance he obtained from Qinghe Great Seal.

The luck of a pure scholar-bureaucrat like this without a master only needs to be in touch with the mind to make him recognize his master and integrate into himself.

For Chen Qingxiang, who only had the totem evil environment.

Normally, you don't need to consume the luck of this Taoist doctor to slightly speed up your practice.

When breaking through the Totem Origin Realm, it can increase the success rate by at least [-]%.

And if it is not used to break through the totem realm.

After reaching the Totem Origin Realm, it can have all kinds of magical effects.

……

It's just that for Chen Qingxiang in the past, the luck of the scholar-bureaucrat was just a legendary existence.

Although in the records of Qinghe Great Seal, Qinghe can also condense the fortune of scholar-bureaucrats.

However, according to the inheritance records, Qinghe needs 500 years to condense a complete fortune of scholar-bureaucrats.

Up to now, Qinghe has only been established for about 200 years, and it will take nearly [-] years before it can be condensed.

……

He took out the light blue bamboo slip presented by Elder Gui Yuan.

Although the elder said it was just some information about the luck of the scholar-bureaucrats, it is likely to overlap with the inheritance records in Qinghe Great Seal.

But Chen Qingxiang is still going to watch carefully to understand, so as not to miss any key information.

Qi and blood flowed and poured into the light blue bamboo slips.

In an instant, a lot of information flooded into Chen Qingxiang's mind.

Cracks appeared on the light green bamboo slips in his hand, and then turned into fragments, scattered on the ground, just a one-time inheritance.

Looking at this scene, Chen Qingxiang was as calm as water.

Close your eyes and concentrate, and start to digest the information.

……

After a quarter of an hour, Chen Qingxiang's complexion turned ugly and he opened his eyes.

Surprised and uncertain, thinking about the information in the light green bamboo slip just now.

"Using the fate method taught by Ermi, sacrifice the luck of the scholar-bureaucrats to isolate them from erosion."

After a few breaths of silence, Chen Qingxiang couldn't help but take out the Qinghe Great Seal, sensing the inheritance information contained in it again.

Start to compare with the information recorded in the light green bamboo slips.

Consecutive comparison several times.

And think back to the various secrets that Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats can come into contact with.

Chen Qingxiang looked at the three-color Qinghe seal in his hand with an extremely solemn expression.

Regardless of those inheritances, there is nothing about the luck of offering sacrifices to scholars and officials, and there is no law of destiny, and its description.

There is also no description about the luck of scholar-bureaucrats and the ability to erode.

And look down on the information description of the green bamboo slips.

The luck of the scholar-bureaucrat, if the cultivation level is below the totem yuan level, and if it is used improperly, it will be subtly eroded, polluting the body and soul.

Thus hindering the breakthrough of the totem realm.

If the records in the Danqing Bamboo Slips are correct, and Elder Gui Yuan has no malicious intentions, nor did he forget to warn himself.

That represents the fate of cultivating scholar-bureaucrats, and reaching their corrupted destiny, in the eyes of Elder Gui Yuan, he is bound to do so.

"Is there anything I must know?

"That can only be some fundamental inheritance that a scholar-bureaucrat must know."

Thinking of these, Chen Qingxiang also thought of the luck of the scholar-bureaucrats that could be condensed in each of the scholar-bureaucrat fiefdoms.

My heart slowly straightened out, and I came to my own judgment.

"This means that every literati fief has certain powers that can condense the luck of the literati."

Following this line of thought, Chen Qingxiang thought that since 300 years ago, there were all kinds of heritage carried by the first ancestor from the capital, but several generations of Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats still failed to break through the Totem Yuan Realm, and none of them succeeded.

After sorting out the information here and making judgments and comparisons, Chen Qingxiang had a clear understanding in his heart.

His expression became cloudy and uncertain.

(End of this chapter)