Marquis of Shang

Chapter 69 Back to Qinghe, Welcome Ceremony
The second stage of the Mysterious Elephant Blood Exchange Art.

First, within three feet of the whole body, the rebellious innate, complicated and solid three-dimensional mystic image blood vein map is displayed.

Then, on the basis of this layer of blood vein map, a second three-dimensional mysterious image blood vein map is manifested within six feet around the body.

It's just that this mysterious image blood vein map is completely illusory, and only less than one percent of the area is solidified.

This is what Chen Qingxiang has condensed over the past month after the successful exchange of blood.

It has been more than a full month, and I have been saturated with the second level of the Mysterious Elephant Exchange Blood Art, but I have only condensed nearly one percent of the bloodline map of the second level, about [-]/[-].

Originally at this speed of practice, it would take Chen Qingxiang about nine years to complete the second stage of this Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Art under the condition of saturated cultivation.

This is the original difficulty of the Mysterious Elephant Blood Exchange Art.

As for the first level of cultivation, it only took more than a year. It was the foundation laid by the four sects and twelve levels of spiritual elephant skills against innateness, double "burning body", and awakening the blood of the mysterious elephant in the previous mortal realm. .

Otherwise, if one of the three is missing, it may take three or four years to succeed in the first stage of cultivation.

And at this time, with the first stage of Xuanxiang's rebellion against innateness, the body and soul also began to conceive a magical body.

Chen Qingxiang discovered that the speed of practicing the second stage of the Mystic Elephant Blood Exchange Art had been greatly improved.

Sensing this improvement, Chen Qingxiang practiced nine times in a row, except for changing the primeval stone halfway, and stopped after reaching today's limit.

After finishing training, Chen Qingxiang was very satisfied with his own progress.

Today's nine times of practice, the consumption of vitality has only increased by about [-]%, but the speed of practice has increased by about three times.

Nine times of practice, about [-]/[-] condensed the second level of the Xuanxiang Blood Vein Diagram, and on average, [-]/[-] was condensed every time he practiced.

According to this speed of cultivation, it only takes about three years for Chen Qingxiang to be confident that he can succeed in the second stage of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Art.

It is almost a huge difference from the speed of practice before Reverse Innate.

……

Just doing the calculations, the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Art has nine layers, and the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Art can perform nine blood exchanges, Chen Qingxiang feels a bit slow again.

Even in the future, this Mysterious Elephant Exchange Blood Art will maintain this cultivation speed unchanged after each level of rebellious innate.

But 24 24, not to mention bottlenecks, if you want to successfully practice all the Nine Layers Mysterious Elephant Exchange Blood Art, it will take another full [-] years.

After recovering his energy and blood, Chen Qingxiang opened his eyes and shook his head sighing.

"It's no wonder that this peerless Xuanxiang blood-exchanging formula was not used as the Fang Guogong's inheritance cultivation method."

"Besides the fact that only three thousand ways can exist at the same time due to the peerless level of magic formula, I am afraid that the difficulty of cultivation is also the main reason."

"With my own foundation, after rebelling against my innate nature, I can speed up my cultivation by three times again, and it will take about 24 years if I don't lack cultivation resources or encounter bottlenecks. How can other people cultivate?"

"Could it be enough to only cultivate to the third level, exchange blood three times, and reach the breakthrough standard?"

"It's not as easy as cultivation. There is only the Seventh Level Spiritual Elephant Exchange Blood Art."

After thinking for a while, Chen Qingxiang calmed down.

He also successively practiced two profound elephant innate supernatural powers, and a strange art [Totem Elephant Art of War].

After recovering his state, Chen Qingxiang slowly comprehended the interpretation of the Xuanxiang formation. Feeling irritable, he took out a scroll of mythical and legendary historical bamboo slips to read.

He waited until the time was up before stepping out of the training room and started having lunch.

After lunch, after a short rest, he stepped out of the Black Elephant Chariot and inspected the seven gates of the Spirit Elephant as usual.

……

In the depths of the Qinghe Mountains, where the Long-Armed Inhuman Race is located.

In an ancient and majestic hall, the King of the Long Arm Clan, who had been in a coma for half a month, woke up.

Looking at the high priest beside him, the long-arm clan king who just woke up from a coma, his voice was bitter and hoarse.

"Great Priest, I am ashamed of the past kings."

"Not only did the cultivation of the secret method fail, but even the inherited mysteries that had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years within the clan were broken, making it impossible for the gods to be revived within Jiazi, and a new king could not be born."

"I'm sacrificing my remaining body now, which should revive the gods a few years earlier."

"The clan will entrust you, High Priest."

As he said that, the long-arm clan king who had just awakened had a golden radiance all over his body, and his body and soul all began to sacrifice themselves. All kinds of things completely disappeared from the Three Realms, forever.

And watching the long-arm clan king sacrifice himself, the old-faced long-arm high priest, his face decayed, and his tone was filled with sadness.

"Great God, when will the catastrophe of our family last..."

……

It is adjacent to Xuanxiang Fangguo, ten vast spiritual mountains, in the time and space that connects the sky and the earth.

Halfway up one of the Lingshan Mountains.

The great witch named Wu Zhe reported what he had investigated to the existence of Yuan Wu, who was like a six-year-old boy, in that ancient dark bronze hall.

Hearing Wu Zhe's report, Yuan Wu, who looked like a six-year-old boy, withdrew the phantom image of the bones and soul-gathering flag, and then let it retreat.

Start to close your eyes and sense the information in the Bone Soul Gathering Banner.

After a while, Yuan Wu, who looked like a six-year-old boy, opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"The soul is extinct. Could it be that in the Xuanxiang Kingdom, you have provoked a certain Totem Yuan Realm?"

……

Time flies, two months passed in a blink of an eye.

Emperor Yi, five thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven years.

On the first day of August, Chen time.

The red sun rises in the east.

Qinghe Dayi is ten miles away.

Except for Chen Weiyao, a Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat who is the lord.

The six officials of Qinghe, the great witch guard, You Shi, Xiao Zongbo, many small officials and ministers, etc., the people of the country and the people, as well as the slaves who served.

Thousands of mighty people stand on both sides of the avenue.

Waiting quietly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, three Xuanxiang chariots suspended in the air appeared in everyone's field of vision, followed by thousands of Qinghe warriors returning from the expedition.

The Xuanxiang chariot landed, and Chen Qingxiang, who was wearing golden armor, walked out of the Xuanxiang chariot under the support of three veteran masters of thousands of people, and Chen Xuling, one of the successors who had traveled thousands of miles and defected.

……

As Chen Qingxiang stepped out of the Xuanxiang chariot, he came before everyone amidst the simple and melodious sounds of ritual and music.

Qinghe Tianguan Otsuka Zai, surnamed Yao, Tian Xuzhong, picked up two bronze wine bottles from the table beside him.

Handed one of them to Chen Qingxiang and said loudly.

"The eldest son severely injured the long-armed stranger, and showed me the power of Qinghe."

"The lower officials represent the upper and lower levels of Qinghe, and respect the eldest son with a bottle."

"Please……"

"Please……"

The two drank.

Give each other a big laugh.

The Chinese, the people, and the slaves who had been preparing for the drill began to cheer together.

"I wish the eldest son a great victory and a long life..."

"I wish the eldest son a great victory and a long life..."

……

The cheers and congratulations of thousands of people resounded through the sky.

　Thank you [A Lonely Whale] book friend, for the support of [-] starting coins, thank you very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)