Marquis of Shang

Chapter 51 Receiving Spiritual Elephant Totem
On the eighth day when Chen Qingxiang came to Lingxiang Pass.

into the night.

In the fourth level, in the house of an exquisite and rich mansion.

Headed by Chen Qingxiang, the eldest son of Qinghe.

The three assistant thousand-person veterans are the main wings.

There are thousands of soldiers in Qinghe, six women, fourteen men, twenty totem masters and five hundred generals.

And the original seven five hundred generals of Lingxiang Fortress.

In Spirit Elephant Fortress, 31 people with the highest cultivation level gathered here.

Dozens of slaves serve by the side.

Including the six women and five hundred generals, they were all smiling while pushing cups and changing cups.

Half a minute later, when the wine was hot.

Chen Qingxiang suddenly, with a smile on his face, said to the seven five hundred generals in the spirit elephant fortress seemingly unintentionally.

"Seven generals, I have come here for seven days to inspect the seven passes. Why is the situation at the seven passes completely different from the military report?"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole room was silent for an instant.

The three thousand generals and the twenty five hundred generals all restrained their expressions.

As for the seven people who were asked, their faces were even more serious.

In the entire spacious room, only Chen Qingxiang was holding the bronze wine bottle and drank it in one gulp, making the sound of drinking.

After a few breaths, Chen Qingxiang's expression froze, and he placed the bronze wine bottle heavily on the bronze table, making a loud noise.

On the top of the head is the black and yellow flower crown representing the spirit image of Qinghe Zongzi, exuding a black and yellow radiance, full of majesty, like a god and holy.

The entire seven gates of the spiritual elephant seemed to be responding to Chen Qingxiang, the eldest son of Qinghe. Seven elephant calls sounded one after another. Above the seven gates, bursts of totem brilliance rose. During the circulation, invisible forces gathered in the house ten feet high. .

A mysterious elephant chariot is also hanging around the house.

The voice was cold and piercing.

"Second and third son, what can I say?"

Facing Chen Qingxiang's reaction, sensing the deterrence of these totem powers, the seven of them showed bitterness, and after a while, someone began to speak.

"I am guilty, please punish the eldest son."

……

An hour later.

Chen Qingxiang looked at the seven objects on the table that control the seven gates of spirit elephants.

With a slight wave of his sleeve, seven more control objects with the same appearance appeared on the table.

Fourteen control objects are placed neatly.

One master and one vice.

Seven pairs of controls.

Although the Spirit Elephant Pass control object obtained from the hands of the seven five hundred masters is only a secondary control object.

But it also has the authority to control about [-]% of the property.

Even by sacrificing one's own life in the ominous realm, one can temporarily burst out the power of the totem primordial realm on the corresponding level.

With this authority, it is completely possible to interfere with Chen Qingxiang's control over the seven gates of Spiritual Elephant.

If at a critical moment, a knife is stabbed in the back, it will be dangerous.

Just in case, Chen Qingxiang specially set up a wine bureau, taking the opportunity of the seven people losing money to the air force, and successfully obtained seven secondary control objects.

So far, Chen Qingxiang controls the Spiritual Elephant Gate without any constraints.

……

The next day, it was half past half hour.

Spirit Elephant Pass, above the seventh pass on the innermost side.

Chen Qingxiang is ready to start the most important task of letting him be the commander.

As the eldest son of Qinghe, receive and guide Qinghe's spiritual image totem.

Only by relying on the power of Qinghe Spiritual Elephant Totem, can this Spiritual Elephant Fortress have all kinds of foundations to resist the long-armed aliens, and resist the long-armed clan king, which can rival the supernatural power of the totem Yuanjing.

……

In the seventh level, on a stone platform for worship, in the center, there is a simple and simple spiritual image totem flag.

The three animals with three heads of mortal realm are placed neatly under the banner.

Chen Qingxiang is wearing the costume of the spiritual elephant of the eldest son and the black and yellow crown of the elephant of the eldest son.

Fourteen control objects like tokens are suspended around it.

First, respectfully bow to the spirit image totem banner three times.

Then Chen Qingxiang began to recite a sacrificial prayer for the totem of the spirit elephant with a strange accent like the cry of an elephant.

Elephants are like tussahs, like plowing like marshes.

Elephant couples are like plowing, and elephants are like Xie Xiangzhen.

……

On Chen Qingxiang's head, the spiritual elephant's black and yellow crown, which is connected with his own mind, began to emit light that seemed to compete with the sun as the prayers circulated.

Chen Qingxiang was in the dark, and his mind and soul resonated with the Qinghe spirit image totem thousands of miles away.

Chen Qingxiang's mind and soul, which has passed the test of "burning the body", seemed to "see" a hundred-foot-long spirit elephant coming thousands of miles away, making a long elephant cry, and coming leisurely.

In just a few breaths of time, this hundred-foot spirit elephant traveled thousands of miles and landed on the seventh pass.

The seventh level of the spiritual phenomenon seemed to come alive.

At the seventh level, a master and a pair of token-shaped control objects, at this moment, radiate light, fuse together, and turn into a black five-inch seal.

One master and one pair of token controllers of the first-class blood vessel level. After fusion, the aura increased sharply, and it was directly transformed into a magic weapon of the totem Yuanjing level.

However, Chen Qingxiang could sense that it was the blessing of the Qinghe spirit image totem that came from thousands of miles away and merged into the seventh level, and it temporarily reached the level of the magic weapon of the Yuan realm.

If there is no spiritual totem blessing, then the black five-inch seal formed by the fusion of these two controlled objects is just a top-notch high-quality blood weapon, and it cannot reach the level of the magic weapon of the Yuan Realm.

Afterwards, this black five-inch big seal was directly integrated into the seventh level of the ten-foot-tall spirit elephant.

After a few breaths of time, the seventh level of the spirit elephant fell into silence again, as if nothing had changed.

But as long as one possesses the cultivation level of the Totem Harmful Realm, one can sense from it that it is comparable to the huge power of the Totem Primordial Realm, and it is in a state that can be activated at any time.

With this spiritual image, the seventh level, the totem comes to success.

Chen Qingxiang could sense that an invisible pressure descended on his mind and soul from the part of the spiritual totem contained in the seventh level.

Feeling that under this invisible pressure, about [-]% of his soul and mind are completely suppressed and cannot be used at all.

"Is that the price?"

"I have passed the test of burning my body, comparable to the soul of a true spirit cub, and [-]% of it has been completely suppressed."

"Then if it's a soul that is ten times weaker than your own totem evil, then [-]% of the soul must be suppressed?"

"This is only one of the seven levels. If the seven levels are complete, ordinary totems will probably be suppressed to death."

After a while of sensing, Chen Qingxiang's imperial envoy wore the black and yellow crown of spirit elephant.

The brilliance of the totem flowed, and this invisible pressure was cut in half, leaving only about one-third.

Sensing that the pressure on the soul has weakened by half, and can only suppress about one percent of his own soul, Chen Qingxiang heaves a sigh of relief.

This little pressure is okay, it won't affect the cultivation too much, and it can also be used to temper the soul and mind.

……

Just when Chen Qingxiang picked up the spiritual image totem.

Thousands of miles away in Qinghe Dayi, as Chen Qingxiang received the Spiritual Image Totem, bursts of vitality flowed and circulated, filling the entire Qinghe Dayi.

Inside Xiao Zongbo's mansion.

The middle-aged man in Xiao Zongbo's fancy clothes sensed this scene, his eyes flashed, and he knew that the opportunity had come.

Like a normal stroll, I came to a corner of the mansion.

The totem circle circulated and entered a secret room.

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