Chapter 147 Yuanshi, Junshi, Yuanjun

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Enter this three thousand miles range.

Chen Qingxiang felt that the vitality was pure and rich.

It has reached the level of being within Qinghe Dayi.

Various large and small gathering places without totem protection are like strings of pearls, dotted on it.

Many slaves, people, and countrymen live in it.

In order to avoid misunderstandings, a spiritual elephant flag representing the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats and a clear river surrounding the spiritual elephant appeared on the Xuanxiang chariot.

Along the way, Chen Qingxiang even sensed several Totem Yuan realm Yuanshi living in these gathering places.

Chen Qingxiang knew that these gathering places did not need totem protection because they relied on the divine totem that showed the power of invisible suppression.

When the Xuanxiang chariot was only three hundred miles away from Zhongdu [Xuanxiang Twenty-Five], another invisible suppressive force appeared.

Until it landed only about ten feet away from the ground, this invisible suppressive force disappeared again.

After entering the three hundred miles range, Chen Qingxiang could sense that the concentration of vitality contained in it had reached half of that in the training room in Huangshi Xiaoyi.

Moreover, the purity of these vitality is much higher than that of Huangshi Xiaoyi Cultivation Room.

Comparing the two, they are not inferior to the Huangshi Xiaoyi Training Room.

This also means that the cultivation conditions of countless totem mortals in this area are at least as good as when Chen Qingxiang just traveled through time.

Before the Totem Hazardous Realm, there was no need to worry about vitality.

Slow down the Xuanxiang chariot.

Go all the way.

Chen Qingxiang discovered that there were basically only people over thirty years old in this area.

At the lowest level, they all have the cultivation level of the early mortal realm.

There is only one person in a hundred who has no cultivation. Chen Qingxiang's Yuanhun mind was carefully sensed and found that they were all born with deficiencies and could not embark on the path of cultivation.

Half a day later, three Xuanxiang chariots arrived ten miles away from the capital wall of Zhongdu [Xuanxiang 25].

Looking at the thirty-foot-high capital wall and the dense totem patterns on it.

Looking ten miles away, there were six city gates, nearly fifteen feet high and ten feet wide.

And the crowds of people coming in and out at the six city gates.

The Xuanxiang chariot levitated directly to the ground, about one foot above the ground.

In the Xuanxiang chariot in the middle, Chen Qingxiang's three-color Qinghe seal flows brilliantly, blessing the Xuanxiang war, and the spiritual elephant is surrounded by the spiritual elephant flags and flags of Qinghe.

The spiritual elephant flags and flags radiate brilliance.

Heading towards a city gate with relatively few people, and only people from the Totem Danger Realm country can enter or exit the city.

When the three Xuanxiang chariots were only a hundred feet away from the city gate.

From this city gate, a Chinese man with a peak cultivation level in the totem evil realm, wearing a colorful uniform with a special symbol, soared dozens of feet into the air and arrived dozens of feet away from the spirit elephant chariot.

Looking at the suspended and slowly moving Xuanxiang chariot, she paused for a breath. As if she had thought of something, this graceful and elegant female Chinese woman bowed her hands to the Xuanxiang chariot. A clear and sweet female voice spoke in the Xuanxiang chariot. Like the sound of a chariot outside.

"But Qinghe Yuanjun."

On the Xuanxiang chariot in the middle is Chen Qingxiang, who is wearing the garb of a Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat and wearing a five-stringed spiritual elephant crown.

With the support of the four women of spring, summer, autumn and winter, he appeared.

Looking at the clothes on this female Chinese, Chen Qingxiang nodded slightly.

"Are you the guard here?"

"Chen Lingmiao, I have met Qinghe Yuanjun."

Seeing Chen Qingxiang and the four ladies of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter appear, this female Chinese came directly to the Xuanxiang chariot, bowed again and said:

"Yuan Jun, half a day ago, the Red Flame Warrior sensed your arrival from the guardian spirit. However, the Scarlet Flame Warrior couldn't leave, so I ordered you to wait here!"

There are three kinds of conventional names in the Totem Yuan Realm.

Yuanshi, Junshi, Yuanjun.

Scholars in the world who have no fiefdom and are not members of a royal family are called Yuanshi.

Those who have a fiefdom, but are not a scholar of the royal family. Or they are the world's scholars who have no fiefdom but are members of the royal family. These two are called Junshi.

And those like Chen Qingxiang who have both a fief and a royal family can be called Yuan Jun.

After hearing what this female Chinese named Chen Lingmiao said, Chen Qingxiang knew that the Chiyan Yuanshi should be a foreign surnamed scholar without a fiefdom.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at Chen Lingmiao, this delicate and elegant female Chinese. His Yuanhun mind sensed the vitality of her body and found that she was only about forty years old. At such a young age, she was at the peak of the fierce realm and had hope for the Yuan realm, so she looked at her with a smile. Asked curiously:

"Lingmiao, this is Fang Guogong. Which of the thirteen branches of the Chen family is it?"

"Reporting to Lord Yuan, I am a member of the Jinye Chen clan."

Hearing Chen Lingmiao's answer, Chen Qingxiang nodded. Jinye Chen, Xuanxiang Fangguo, was the only one among the thirteen branches of the Chen family in the public office.

"Why did you come to work here in Shanhuadu?"

Mountain Birch is another main name of Zhongdu Xuanxiang Twenty-Five.

Hearing Chen Qingxiang's inquiry, Chen Lingmiao's face paused slightly, and he was silent for a while before he was ready to speak. However, Chen Qingxiang looked at Chen Lingmiao's expression and knew that there was something unspeakable.

So he changed the topic directly and said:

"Lingmiao, what's so interesting about this mountain birch city?"

"Report to Lord Yuan..."

After changing the topic, I chatted with Chen Lingmiao for a while. I found that communicating with him was very comfortable and I felt that he was a qualified guide.

Chen Qingxiang sent a message to the most delicate Xia to invite Chen Lingmiao to the Xuanxiang chariot.

After closing the chariot door, three Xuanxiang chariots came directly to the relatively sparse city gate, preparing to enter.

At the city gate, there are those few Totem Evil Realm people who are guarding, dozens of Totem Mortal Realm people who are assisting, as well as more than ten people from the Evil Realm country who are coming in and out, as well as the people they lead.

After the three Xuanxiang chariots came closer, they all saluted to the Xuanxiang chariots one after another and gave way to them.

Enter this Zhongdu.

Chen Qingxiang immediately sensed that the concentration of the scattered vitality in it had completely reached Huangshi Xiaoyi, the training room connected to the micro-vital veins.

Moreover, the purity of the Yuan Qi is actually vaguely comparable to that of a medium-sized Yuan Vein.

This means that as long as you are in this central capital, the conditions for cultivation will be better than when Chen Qingxiang was in the cultivation room of Huangshi Xiaoyi.

Looking at the wide and bustling streets, dotted with houses.

Chen Qingxiang instinctively thought of half of the poem he had seen before traveling through time.

Hundreds of houses are like a chess game, and twelve streets are like vegetable beds.



On the wide streets, densely packed with people, many animals intersect.

The small one is an ordinary mule, and the large one is a ferocious ox that is nearly three feet tall.

All kinds of cries rise and fall, echoing each other.

What a prosperous, strange, yet lively scene.

Although I had been to several major cities before traveling through it.

But looking at this ancient and prosperous Zhongdu.

Chen Qingxiang still felt that he was a local leopard entering the city.

(End of chapter)