Chapter 46 Decision

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The three-foot-diameter two-layer mysterious space was directly transformed into a one-foot diameter.

Moreover, the second level of mystical space was completely solidified, evolving into the third level of illusory and mystical space.

It turned into two reality and one void, a total of three layers of space superimposed on each other, a ten-foot-long mysterious space.



Sensing the huge changes in the two innate powers, Chen Qingxiang felt a little less distressed.

The consumption of Yin Vein Spirits at the Totem Evil Realm level is barely worth it!



The next day, at noon in the morning, Chen Qingxiang was summoned by the great ancestor Chen Weiyao.

Wearing the robe of the eldest son with golden patterns of spiritual elephants and a black and yellow crown of spiritual elephants, Chen Qingxiang was led by a minister of the Qinghe Dayi Mansion to a simple, tall and majestic palace.

Entering this palace, rows and rolls of bamboo slips appear densely in front of you.

Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao was standing in front of one of the rows of bamboo slip shelves, alone, holding a roll of bamboo slips and watching carefully.

Sensing Chen Qingxiang's arrival, he put down the bamboo slips in his hand.

Without waiting for Chen Qingxiang to greet him, he approached Chen Qingxiang, held his hand, and spoke loudly with a smile on his face.

"Go, go..."

"Sit with me."

He was speechless in his heart, but on the surface, Chen Qingxiang looked flattered and followed closely.

Arriving at the exquisite rooms of this palace.

Several kinds of fresh fruits were placed on the table in the room.

They both took their seats.

The Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat picked up a fresh fruit that looked like a pear before Chen Qingxiang crossed over, and handed it to Chen Qingxiang.

"Qing Xiang, try this Ming Ling Fruit. This is a kind of Yuan Fruit unique to the capital. It has the effect of cleansing the soul for those in our dangerous situation."

Chen Qingxiang took the Mingling Fruit respectfully with excitement on his face.

"Thank you, sir."

Looking at Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao's signaling gaze, Chen Qingxiang did not feel any danger from his weakened two Yuan realm abilities.

So Chen Qingxiang solved this Mingling Fruit in a few words.

As the Ming Ling Fruit fell into his stomach, Chen Qingxiang could feel the coolness spreading out from his stomach and traveling around his body.

Chen Qingxiang could feel that his soul had indeed begun to receive a trace of baptism, but it was too weak and needed to be taken regularly to have obvious effects.

Watching Chen Qingxiang eat the Mingling Fruit, Chen Weiyao laughed, and then started chatting with Chen Qingxiang as if they were having a normal conversation.



After talking for a while.

Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao said as if unintentionally.

"Qing Xiang, this alien invasion has been confirmed. If I send you to command the army to resist this alien invasion, will you have confidence?"

After hearing this sentence, Chen Qingxiang knew that he was getting to the point.

Chen Qingxiang immediately pretended to be young and energetic, and said proactively, "Your Majesty, you can rest assured and wait for my triumphant return."

"Okay, since Qing Xiang has this confidence, then you will be the commander-in-chief this time."

Chen Qingxiang immediately complained and showed signs of retreating, saying: "Ah, Your Majesty, we cannot be so hasty about such a big matter!"

"Within the Qinghe River, I keep my word, so how can I say hasty words?"

Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao spoke seriously at first, then softened his voice.

"Don't worry Qing Xiang, the battle is dangerous. I will give you the Xuan Xiang chariot to use, and there will be several veterans to assist you."

As he spoke, his tone paused slightly.

"If you have any other requests, you can tell me together."

Hearing this, Chen Qingxiang's eyes lit up.

"Your Majesty, I have a secret method of body protection, which requires a few elephant soul bones to practice."

"Can."

"Your Majesty, I also need a set of Totem Yuanjia."

"Your Majesty, I still need a piece of Yuanjing combat weapon."

"Your Majesty, Great Ancestor, I..."



At the end of noon, after having lunch with Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao, Chen Qingxiang left Qinghe Dayi Mansion with a full harvest and returned to the Zongzi Mansion.

After returning to the eldest son's residence, Chen Qingxiang was served by the four ladies of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. After changing into regular clothes, Chen Qingxiang went directly into the training room.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the training room, Chen Qingxiang took out an elephant ear covered with dense totem patterns from his arms.

It is about the size of a palm and is gray in color.

If it weren't for the delicate totem lines and the wrong size of the ears, this elephant ear would look like it had just been cut off from an ordinary gray elephant.

The essence, qi, and blood began to flow out like flames, wrapping the gray elephant ear, seeping into it strands, and slowly being imprinted with qi and blood.

An hour later, Chen Qingxiang felt that his mind was connected to this gray elephant ear.

He knew that the sacrifice was successful.

The essence, energy, and blood flow, controlling this gray elephant ear.

Suddenly, his mind sensed a space three feet in diameter in this gray elephant ear.

In a space of three feet, several snow-white elephant bones of different sizes were piled together.

A set of gorgeous golden armor was placed next to the pile of elephant bones.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.



Chen Qing consumed a bit of his elephant energy and blood, and controlled the gray elephant ears to carry out all the elephant bones and golden armor in the three-foot space and place them in the training room.

Gray elephant ears, a pile of elephant bones, and a suit of armor.

This is what Chen Qingxiang gained from Chen Weiyao, a scholar-bureaucrat in Qinghe.

Being able to obtain these things, Chen Qingxiang knew that in the final analysis, it was Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao who wanted to appease himself.

In the case of selfishness, not wanting anyone to threaten his rights, but also wanting to feel at ease to attack the Totem Yuan Realm for the last time.

Only then did he choose himself as the new Qinghe Zongzi, who had little power base and little prestige.

He happened to be the eldest son preparing to be a scholar-bureaucrat in Qinghe, so he was a very suitable candidate.

Just to prevent myself from being contradictory and passive in my work, I made arrangements in a pleasant manner and opened the door to some materials.

Otherwise, even if an order is issued directly, Chen Qingxiang, the Qinghe eldest son, will only have to obey it.

Chen Qingxiang also knew this, so he directly took over the position of commander-in-chief.

If you don't eat the toast, you should drink the fine wine.



Of course, Chen Qingxiang knew that he was selfish for thinking this way. Otherwise, as the eldest son of Qinghe, resisting foreign enemies should be a natural and unshirkable thing.

After thinking wildly for a while, Chen Qingxiang calmed down his distracting thoughts and began to check what he had obtained this time.

Among them, the gray elephant ear is a relatively extremely rare low-grade blood storage vessel.

Although it is only a low-grade blood weapon in the Fierce Realm, it is comparable to the Yuan Realm magic weapon in terms of value.

On the entire Qinghe Ming surface, the number of blood vessels stored there is less than double digits.

That set of golden armor is a piece of armor that reaches the level of Yuanjing magic weapon.

The last pile of elephant bones is what Chen Qingxiang hopes to get most, the elephant soul bones.

It is used to practice the strange art [Totem Elephant Art of War] that is understood after reaching great perfection in the mortal realm and practicing all four techniques to the limit.