Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

When the cheers in the palace died down, Zhao Hongming put away all his thoughts and focused on his new-born son again.

Under the double joy of returning from victory and learning of the birth of the prince, the excitement in his heart was beyond words.

But when the excitement gradually faded, Zhao Hongming had a different feeling when he looked at it again.

A bit ugly!

The skin is wrinkled, the head is oval, the eyes are swollen, and there is no cute posture.

He used all four limbs and cried especially loudly.

This made him frown.

After two lifetimes, he was also a father for the first time, and he didn't know what to say about this situation.

At this time, Concubine De and others gathered around and looked at the prince in his arms.

Concubine De seemed to have an insight into Zhao Hongming's thoughts and explained: "Children are often like this when they are born. It will be fine if they are raised for a while."

Hearing this, Zhao Hongming seemed to have an invisible stone falling in his heart. He glanced at the other person and said confidently: "I know."

Concubine De was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and stopped talking.

A female imperial doctor came out and reminded her respectfully: "Your Majesty, Concubine Rong has recovered a lot of energy and can breastfeed the prince."

Zhao Hongming nodded and carried the newly born prince back to Chen Xuerong's palace.

He gently opened the door and walked in. He saw Chen Xuerong's hair mixed with sweat and sticking to his skin. His face was pale and he was lying weakly on the bed.

When he saw the father and son entering together, Chen Xuerong's face suddenly became a little more colorful, and bursts of energy surged out.

Zhao Hongming walked to the bedside, gently held Chen Xuerong's hand, and said softly: "Concubine Rong, you have worked hard."

Hearing Zhao Hongming's words, Chen Xuerong gently shook his head and said: "It is my honor to give birth to a prince for your majesty. As long as your majesty and the prince are safe and healthy, I will be satisfied."

Chen Xuerong's expression did not change much when she spoke, but the flash of happiness in the corner of her eyes was still caught by Zhao Hongming, who has a keen sense of consciousness.

Zhao Hongming took a deep look at Chen Xuerong and couldn't help but smile.

My noble concubine is really a bit reserved.

Now that Chen Xuerong has given birth to his first bloodline, which has allowed the Wei royal family to continue, Zhao Hongming is actually filled with gratitude.

Not only that, Chen Xuerong also took the initiative to lend a helping hand to him when he was still in his prime. He joined the royal family and worked conscientiously, constantly tailoring martial arts for him.

To a certain extent, Chen Xuerong is not only his noble lady, but also his "Taoist companion".

"嘤嘤嗷嗷......"

The newborn prince closed his eyes tightly, waiting to be fed.

Zhao Hongming wisely placed the prince in Chen Xuerong's arms.

Chen Xuerong held the newly born little life in her arms, her face as calm as snow was filled with a hint of maternal brilliance, and her eyes were filled with a bit of tenderness and doting.

She did not avoid suspicion and nurtured this little life in front of Zhao Hongming.

For some reason, this newborn child found the target with great intelligence, like a hungry wolf finding its prey, and sucked on it.

At this moment, an incredible scene occurred.

As the little prince continued to suck, the originally wrinkled skin took on a healthy rosiness.

Chen Xuerong also realized an anomaly and said in disbelief: "He seems to be absorbing my true energy."

"what?"

Zhao Hongming, who was standing aside, looked at his son carefully with a burning gaze.

He stretched out a finger, and the little life subconsciously grabbed it.

Zhao Hongming felt that the hands and feet of the little life were extremely strong. Even if he was just born, his little hands could hold it tightly. The strength was far beyond that of ordinary babies.

He did not hesitate and directed all his powerful consciousness on this son.

Zhao Hongming was surprised to find that this child's bones were extraordinary, which even shocked him.

He could clearly feel the strong energy and blood flowing in the little prince's body.

This Qi and blood is like an endless river, flowing in the child's meridians, exuding a fiery breath.

Although it is very weak, it is also extraordinary.

Zhao Hongming felt ecstatic in his heart.

He knew that his child was not just an ordinary prince, but also a good young man who practiced martial arts.

This strong blood and strong bones are destined to make extraordinary achievements in martial arts in the future.

"It's an innate martial fetus, Your Majesty!"

Chen Xuerong was well-informed and recognized the physique of their prince, and shouted in surprise.

"What kind of physique is this?" Zhao Hongming asked hurriedly.

The ancient Tao has collapsed, and a lot of useful information is hidden in fragments of some classics. Zhao Hongming obviously doesn't know what this innate martial fetus is.

But judging from the expression on Chen Xuerong's face, this physique is probably extraordinary.

Chen Xuerong calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart and explained: "Innate martial arts fetuses, as the name suggests, are born for martial arts. People with this kind of physique have strong control over martial arts and strong Qi and blood. They practice martial arts. The speed is extremely fast, and they can easily reach the realm of innate martial arts without much training, and the upper limit of their martial arts is extremely high. As long as they are not wasted, their future achievements will be limitless."

After explaining, Chen Xuerong looked at Zhao Hongming and said with slight admiration: "I'm afraid he has inherited part of His Majesty's cultivation talent."

Zhao Hongming was speechless.

This talent was obviously not inherited from him.

He knows how much he weighs.

However, there were some things that he couldn't explain easily.

Zhao Hongming remained silent, leaned forward and gently stroked the child's hair.

"Very good, you have my style."

"He will definitely do great things in the future."

Chen Xuerong also looked at the child in her arms tenderly, her eyes full of expectation.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and she said, "Please give me your name, Your Majesty."

Zhao Hongming pondered for a while after hearing the words, and finally said: "I have been poor all my life, and I don't know how hard I am, that's it! What's the point of it! From now on, he will be Young Master Che, Zhao Yinche!"

"I hope he can have clear wisdom and a transparent mind, and be able to do things from beginning to end. Don't waste such a talent."

Chen Xuerong also read poetry and books, and knew that the name was not bad, so he quickly thanked: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

In the palace, everyone knelt down to congratulate him.

"No courtesy! Just leave one imperial doctor and palace maid here, and the rest should leave."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The rest of the people in the dormitory all left one after another, not daring to stay long.

Zhao Hongming sat on the bed and put his hand on his son Zhao Yinche's back.

Chen Xuerong asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

"I will give him a gift. Since he has such a talent, he cannot waste it at all. I will protect his path."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hongming's whole body's aura suddenly changed.

The ancient seal hidden in the chest roared.

The eight characters engraved in it shimmered, as if they had come alive.

Zhao Hongming pushed Wu Shijing to the extreme, and the power of national destiny spread from his body.

The prince Zhao Yinche had fallen asleep quietly, unaware of the changes that had happened to him.

However, as the emperor of Wei and a high-level martial artist, Zhao Hongming was keenly aware of the power of national destiny entwining his son.

The situation is exactly the same as what happened to Chen Xuerong before.

The destiny of the country is intangible and has no quality, even though it has great power. However, this power is like a double-edged sword.

It can not only bring great power, but also bring heavy constraints.

Zhao Hongming knew very well that although his son had a peerless physique like an innate martial fetus, it would be a pity if he suffered the oppression of the country like other members of the royal family.

He couldn't let the prince Zhao Yinche grow up under such constraints.

Otherwise, having such a powerful talent would be a waste of resources.

So he decided to take action personally to cut off the suppression and connection of this national destiny for his son.

He stretched out his hands and gently pressed them on his son's back.

The bright light from his chest surged out along his palm and slowly penetrated into the body of the prince Zhao Yinche.

Zhao Hongming planned to use the ancient seal and Wu Shijing to eradicate the remaining national destiny from him.

And a magic circle that can circulate Wu Shijing's power was carved into the flesh and blood of his body to ensure that even if he was not around in the future, he would be able to avoid being suppressed by the fate of the country.

With the influx of bright light, Zhao Hongming began to use his mental skills and formed an ancient seal with his hands.

This seal seems to contain the secret of heaven and earth and the mystery of the universe. Once it is used, the surrounding air seems to solidify.

Under the influence of this seal, Zhao Hongming clearly felt the power of national destiny entwining the prince Zhao Yinche.

It was like invisible chains, tightly binding his destiny.

However, under the bright light of the ancient seal, these chains began to break one by one.

Every time a chain was broken, a smile of relief appeared on Zhao Hongming's face.

Finally, at the moment when the last chain broke, Zhao Hongming's mind moved, leaving behind a formation invisible to the naked eye.

After doing all this, he finally felt at ease.

He has paved a path for the prince Zhao Yinche to the pinnacle of martial arts, and this path will no longer be disturbed and constrained by the fate of the country.

As for how far he can go in the future, it depends on himself.

The beauty of a gentleman will be cut down in five lifetimes.

He didn't want to think too much about the future.

The next day, Zhao Hongming ordered a general amnesty in the Qianqing Palace to celebrate the birth of the prince and the victory of the Wei Dynasty.

This decree spread quickly throughout the Wei Dynasty like a spring breeze, making everyone pay attention.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment.

One and a half years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, a major event occurred among the five countries.

The State of Yan was destroyed by the State of Qi.

The process is somewhat disgraceful, even despising the world.

The reason why Qi State was able to destroy Yan so quickly was because it secretly colluded with the barbaric and uncivilized Huns.

In Zhao Hongming's view, Qi's approach is tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house, and its demise will be inevitable sooner or later.

Except for Qi, the three kingdoms of Wei, Chu, and Zhao were peaceful without any conflicts.

With Zhao Hongming's prestige in destroying Han and Chu, Wei had already taken the top spot. The country's military force was at its peak, and no one dared to challenge it.

The pressure from other countries on Wei has been reduced a lot.

In more than a year, the biggest change that occurred in Wei State was no longer external, but the rebellion of multiple martial arts forces in the country.

It affected several counties.

If it weren't for Zhao Hongming's strong martial arts and quick suppression, these major turmoils would have been a source of great pain to the Wei state.

It was these judgments that caused Li Li's reputation in Wei to fall to the bottom.

There are almost constant calls for impeachment and removal.

All these objections were blocked by Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hongming knows that this is because external pressure has weakened, the reform has touched the interests of many people, and the reform has entered a deep water zone.

Incomplete change means no change.

Basically, many martial arts forces in the Wei Kingdom have been reduced to pieces by him in the past few years, and the remaining ones are some difficult characters.

How could you possibly back down from this?

Zhao Hongming had a very firm attitude towards this, and he even issued an edict to this end.

To sum it up, "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."

From the beginning of this edict, it meant that he had completely broken up with the remaining martial arts forces in Wei.

The Wei court, which already had most of the power in its hands, no longer looked at the faces of the martial arts forces.

The palace of Wei State and the training room.

The atmosphere in the room is quiet and solemn, as if it is isolated from the outside world, leaving only the faint fluctuations of power lingering around.

Zhao Hongming sat cross-legged in the center, and with a movement of his eyes, he summoned the [Tiandao Rewards Qin] martial arts panel.

[Name: Zhao Hongming]

【修炼功法：八荒不老功-武胆九品（6520962/7000000）、阵道法经（138728/200000）、雷霆破灭法身-武胆七品（23781/3000000）、武始经精通（628/5000）】

[Martial skills: Sixth realm of Kaitian...]

[Supernatural power: Level 73293 of scolding (100000/)]

[Can break through martial arts: None]

[Today’s practice time: 4 hours]

[Physique: Thunder Destruction Dharmakaya]

[Root bone bonus: 20]

Zhao Hongming looked at the jumping numbers on the panel and couldn't help but smile.

Years of practice have enabled him to reach the ninth level of Wudan, and he is only one step away from the unreachable realm of creation.

He could feel the surging power in his body, like a tide, flowing back and forth through his meridians, each cycle making his strength stronger.

Give him some more time and he can break through to the realm of creation.

You can now consider brewing the transformational vision.

"His Majesty."

A familiar female voice came from outside the practice door.

"Enter!"

Chen Xuerong wore a training uniform and walked up to Zhao Hongming out of habit, sitting opposite Zhao Hongming with focused eyes.

As Zhao Hongming's concubine, Chen Xuerong has a very deep understanding of martial arts.

In addition, Zhao Hongming destroyed many martial arts forces and collected many martial arts forces and put them into the Tibetan Martial Arts Building.

Over the years, she has been integrating various martial arts in the Cangwu Building, and her knowledge of martial arts has become even more profound.

It has become like her breast after breastfeeding, even more bottomless.

"Your Majesty, how are you feeling recently? Do you have any idea?" Chen Xuerong asked softly.

Zhao Hongming nodded slightly, then shook his head and said: "I can only vaguely sense that there is a sleeping power hidden deep in my body, but it is somewhat elusive."

Chen Xuerong knew that what Zhao Hongming said was the prototype of the vision of creation.

When every warrior breaks through the realm of creation, he will condense his own martial arts vision, which is the embodiment of their martial arts will.

"This is the vision your Majesty has brewed. I wonder if your Majesty has any other thoughts about the vision now?" (End of Chapter)