Outside Qinghe Dayi.
High in the sky, a divine light circulated.
The tall and beautiful Gui Yuan appeared.
He lowered his head and 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 circulate around the body, checking the body and mind.
After half a sound, he didn't notice that he was affected by any external force, and then his expression softened.
I muttered to myself.
"How is this going?"
"Gui Yuan, Gui Yuan..."
"Looks like your hundreds of years have been spent in vain!"
There was silence for a while, and his eyes narrowed.
It was as if there was an invisible blade in his hand, slashing directly at himself.
Immediately, Guiyuan felt a sense of peace in body and mind, and any strange feelings he had for the figure on the spiritual elephant platform were completely extinguished.
But Guiyuan also felt that her other emotions were becoming slightly weaker.
"This love-cutting technique is really overbearing. It can be used one way, two things, but not three things."
"After killing love three times, can't you turn it back?"
"Qing Xiang, Qing Xiang, let's see if we are destined to be together!"
"If you can make my mind waver three times..."
He looked at Chen Qingxiang calmly for a while.
Guiyuan, the tall, beautiful and majestic third elder of Xuanxiang Fangguo's family, suddenly let out a chuckle at this time.
Then he shook his head again, and with a flash of light, he turned into a stream of light and left.
…
On the spiritual elephant platform, there are three spiritual elephant cauldrons in the center.
After looking at the mountain and river map and watching the divine female elder Gui Yuan completely leave, Chen Qingxiang left the center of the Spiritual Elephant Cauldron.
Arrive at the Qinghe apse and practice room.
Sitting cross-legged on the three-foot futon, I began to sort out the various harvests from this time.
First is the relic of the middle-aged world scholar.
A piece of clothing left behind.
Two Mustard Seed Treasures.
And a pure green orb that contains rich vitality.
…
Among the clothes, only the damaged pure green robe was a medium-grade magic weapon. Unfortunately, it was almost completely damaged under the attack of Qinghe Great Seal.
The remaining 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 soul brand. If you don't want these things to be damaged, you need to slowly wear away the soul brand before you can use them.
In other words, the temporary gain from killing this middle-aged world warrior this time is to eliminate the enemy's future troubles.
For the middle-aged Tianxiashi, the fragment of the King's Luck that he almost got was snatched away by Chen Qingxiang.
This is not to say that this is a complete fight to the death, but it is also a form of great hatred.
It is worthy of a middle-aged worldly scholar to do those things that kill a thousand enemies and cause eight hundred losses to oneself.
For Chen Qingxiang, having such enemies is like a thorn in his back.
Unless you don't leave the Qinghe fiefdom at all, you can ensure your own safety by relying on Qinghe's various inherited weapons and the mysterious mountains and rivers.
Otherwise, as long as you leave the Qinghe fiefdom, you need to be prepared for the revenge of a world warrior in the Earth Yuan realm.
This does not include the power it can command and borrow.
All these.
It was all Chen Qingxiang a few hours ago.
When killing chickens to scare monkeys, he did not choose the other two totems among the six world warriors.
Instead, he chose the middle-aged Tianxiashi from the Earth Yuan Realm as the fundamental reason for his target.
Now that hatred has arisen, the best way is to nip it in the bud.
…
Collect the relics of the middle-aged Tianxiashi.
Chen Qingxiang showed his complete luck as a scholar-bureaucrat.
Looking at the inside of this one-foot-cubic Nayun stone, there is luck like a golden flame.
After Chen Qingxiang became a scholar-official in Qinghe, he received detailed inheritance records from the scholar-official inheritance within the Qinghe Great Seal.
The pure scholar-bureaucrat's luck, which has no owner, only needs to be touched with the mind to make it recognize its owner and integrate into itself.
For Chen Qingxiang, who only has a totem in the evil realm.
Normally, you don't need to consume this Taoist priest's luck to slightly speed up your cultivation.
When breaking through the Totem Yuan Realm, the success rate can be increased by at least 30%.
And if it is not used to break through the Totem Yuan Realm.
After reaching the Totem Yuan realm, it can have various wonderful uses.
…
But for the former Chen Qingxiang, the luck of being a scholar-bureaucrat was just a legendary existence.
Although in the record of Qinghe Great Seal, Qinghe can also condense the luck of scholar-bureaucrats.
However, according to inherited records, it would take five hundred years for Qinghe to gather a complete fortune of scholar-bureaucrats.
As of now, Qinghe has only been established for three hundred years, and it will take nearly two hundred years to condense.
…
He took out the light green bamboo slip given by Elder Guiyuan.
Although the elder said that it was just some information about the fate of scholar-bureaucrats, it was likely to overlap with the inheritance records in Qinghe Great Seal.
But Chen Qingxiang is still prepared to watch it carefully to avoid missing any key information.
Qi and blood flowed and poured into the light green bamboo slips.
In an instant, a lot of information poured into Chen Qingxiang's mind.
The light green bamboo slip in his hand showed slight cracks, and then turned into fragments and scattered on the ground. It was just a one-time inheritance.
Looking at this scene, Chen Qingxiang was as calm as water.
Close your eyes and concentrate, and begin to digest this information.
…
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Qingxiang's face turned ugly and he opened his eyes.
He was confused and confused, thinking about the information in the light green bamboo slip just now.
"Use the destiny-determining method passed down by you to sacrifice and refine the luck of the scholar-bureaucrats, so as to isolate them from erosion."
After a few breaths of silence, Chen Qingxiang couldn't help but take out the Qinghe Seal and sense the inheritance information contained in it again.
Start comparing it with the information recorded in the light green bamboo slips.
Check several times in succession.
And recalling the various secret transmissions that Qinghe scholar-officials had access to.
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 the priests and officials, nor is there any destiny-determining method or description.
There is also no description of the corrosive power of the luck of the scholar-bureaucrats.
But look down on the information description of the green bamboo slips.
This is the luck of a scholar-bureaucrat. If his cultivation level is lower than the Totem Yuan realm and he is not used properly, it will be subtly eroded and pollute his body and soul.
Thereby hindering the breakthrough of the Totem Yuan Realm.
If the record on the Danqing Bamboo Slip is correct, Elder Guiyuan has no ill intentions and has not forgotten to warn him.
That means that the fate of the priest-refining scholar-bureaucrat, and the destiny-determining method that has been eroded by it, in the eyes of Elder Guiyuan, is something he will definitely do.
“Is there anything I must know?
"That can only be some fundamental inheritance that a scholar-official must know."
Thinking of these, Chen Qingxiang thought of the luck of the scholar-officials that could be gathered in every fiefdom of the scholar-officials.
I slowly straightened it out in my mind and came to my own judgment.
"This means that every scholar-official fiefdom has certain powers that can condense the luck of the scholar-officials."
Following this line of thought, Chen Qingxiang also thought that over the past three hundred years, despite the various foundations carried by his first ancestors from the capital, several generations of Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats had still failed to break through the Totem Yuan Realm, and no one had succeeded.
After sorting out this information and making judgments and comparisons, Chen Qingxiang came to a clear understanding.
His expression became cloudy and uncertain.
(End of chapter)
