Marquis of Shang

Chapter 185 Greetings (Dragon Boat Festival Ankang)
After saying this, looking at the thoughtful Chen Qingxiang, Uncle Da Zong paused for a moment before continuing:
"Like the Jedi I passed just now, there is a corpse spirit realm in it, and there is an eternal corpse in charge of it."

"The spiritual realm that contains the origin of the corpse evil is rarely controlled by normal human races. In order not to waste the spiritual realm, the ancestors signed a contract with this almost immortal corpse."

After Uncle Da Zong finished speaking, Chen Qingxiang took over the words and said:
"This kills two birds with one stone, which will allow Fang Guo to have one more spiritual realm, and at the same time attract a combat power that is at the peak of the divine realm."

"good!"

The two raised their wine bottles and drank them all in one gulp.

……

Thirty rides of the Xuanxiang chariot team flew away in a straight line day and night at a speed of nearly 40 miles a day.

However, in about five days, they covered a distance of nearly 200 million miles and arrived at Xuanxiang Valley, the capital of the country.

Enter the Xuanxiang Valley through the special city gate passage.

Then the team did not stop at all, and came to the center of Xuanxiang Valley, where King Fang's palace was.

At this time, thirty mysterious elephant chariots stopped and landed on a square.

Without a break, Uncle Da Zong took Chen Qingxiang directly, and after passing several layers of tests, entered King Fang's palace.

After stepping through the palace gate, Chen Qingxiang could sense that a layer of space boundary had been crossed.

Sacred palaces shrouded in clouds and mist came into view.

It's like coming into a spiritual realm.

But Chen Qingxiang's feeling is completely different from that of Lingjing.

Quietly, Chen Qingxiang found that he was restricted by some kind of darkness, as if he had been cut down countless times, and the soul, consciousness, and power could not be separated from the body at all.

It's like returning to the time when Totem Mortal Realm.

Seeing Chen Qingxiang's bewildered expression, Uncle Da Zong lightly tapped the elephant stick in his hand, made a noise, looked at Chen Qingxiang's look, and said:
"Qingxiang, don't worry, the palace is actually inside a cave."

"This is suppressed by the rules of the cave, and it is the same when you come in for the first time."

"As long as you communicate with the young master's Xuanxiang jade pendant and let the spirit of the cave respond, you will no longer be suppressed by the rules of the cave, and you will be able to be boosted by the rules of the cave!"

It was said that Chen Qingxiang was aware of his mind and mind, and communicated with the black and yellow jade pendant worn on his waist, which had a deep connection with himself.

After a while, along with the black and yellow jade pendant, a faint light was emitted.

Chen Qingxiang keenly sensed that a ray of special power swam around his body.

Only then did Chen Qingxiang feel that the oppression in the dark had completely disappeared, and all his strength had returned to its original state.

And I can also vaguely sense that there is some dark power surrounding my body, under my own control.

After a few breaths, Uncle Da Zong saw that Chen Qingxiang had fully recovered, and stepped forward, followed closely by Chen Qingxiang.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two walked through a white jade road hundreds of feet long and came to a somewhat strange corridor.

Entering the corridor, Uncle Da Zong looked at Chen Qingxiang who was following him, smiled slightly, and said:

"Qingxiang, pay attention, watch carefully!"

After Uncle Da Zong finished speaking, he shook the Uncle Da Zong's elephant stick in his hand.

Chen Qingxiang sensed that the dark forces surrounding him immediately moved slightly.

Beat with a strange pattern.

In Chen Qingxiang's heart, he naturally realized a method.

Before Chen Qingxiang understood the information of the method, he felt that it was like stepping on the moving array, but it was beating with the power of Mingming, and the surrounding time and space changed.

Both himself and Uncle Da Zong appeared directly in a sacred palace.

The sacred light circulates in the palace.

A figure who seems to be integrated with the entire sacred palace, wearing a nine-pronged crown and a Saji robe, sits on the throne of the palace.

Chen Qingxiang immediately knew who it was, the direct source of his blood in this life was GUI Zhen, the contemporary lord of Xuanxiang Fang Kingdom.

On both sides of the lord of Sheji, Guizhen, there are two figures standing guard on the left and right.

Chen Qingxiang also immediately followed Da Zongbo, saluted Gui Zhen, the master of Fang Guoshe, and said together:
"Meet the king!"

After a while, a majestic and indifferent voice, like the voice of heaven, sounded in this sacred palace.

"Be flat!"

As the voice rang in his ears, Chen Qingxiang realized that his seven-foot Yuanjing dharma body was completely out of his control and stood up automatically before he could react as if he had spoken his words.

……

After getting up, Chen Qingxiang didn't look sideways, only looked at Uncle Da Zong from the corner of his eye, and found that Uncle Da Zong was fine, as if this was very normal.

Seeing Uncle Da Zong take a step forward, he bowed slightly towards Guizhen, the Lord of the State on the throne, and said:
"Your Majesty, I have come to see you with your son Gui Qingxiang!"

Hearing Uncle Da Zong's words, Chen Qingxiang also took a step forward honestly, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully:

"Qing Xiang pays homage to my king, and his life will be as long as the sky!"

……

"Ok!"

After bowing and saluting, Chen Qingxiang heard an indifferent voice, and then found his body, and stood up automatically again.

Without thinking about it, he held his breath and stood quietly.

No questions or inquiries were expected.

After a few breaths of time, Chen Qingxiang only heard a slightly sharp but sacred voice resounding in the palace.

"Following heaven's fortune, the true king's edict said: Your son, Qingxiang, is capable of writing and martial arts, and is a talent of the crowd. Give three Xuanxiang chariots, three soldiers, and give him a place to live. The Temple of Difu, I respect you!"

When Chen Qingxiang heard this voice, he saluted respectfully, and according to Uncle Da Zong's previous teaching, he opened his mouth and said:
"Thank you Lord Long En, my king lives in Tianqi!"

Afterwards, Chen Qingxiang, who was bowing down, could sense the immeasurable figure standing on the right side of Guizhen, the Lord of Sheji.

At this time, like a common man, he walked down from the throne, came to his side, and handed a three-color king's decree to himself.

Chen Qingxiang honestly accepted the three-color decree and thanked him again.

This time, there was no sound, but Chen Qingxiang found that his seven-foot body stood up automatically again.

……

After standing still for a few breaths, Chen Qingxiang sensed that Gui Zhen, the lord of the country above, had disappeared to the left and right, and the aura of the guarding figure disappeared.

Lifting his eyes slightly, he found that the three of them had disappeared without a trace.

Uncle Da Zong beside him let out a cry.

"Qingxiang, the king has already left, and we should leave too!"

Chen Qingxiang faintly sensed a coordinate, blessed to the soul, the method that the envoy comprehended when he just moved to the palace.

Immediately, following the Imperial Envoy's method, the mysterious powers surrounding him jumped according to strange laws.

Then Chen Qingxiang sensed the changes in the rules, the changes in time and space, and himself and Uncle Da Zong reappeared in that corridor.

(End of this chapter)