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

In the Yaohua Palace, the elegant fragrance of flowers rushes towards you, and the entire palace is filled with a peaceful and elegant atmosphere, which is refreshing and refreshing.

Zhao Hongming lowered his head to look at Chen Xuerong, who was bowing down to Yingying. At this time, she was wearing gorgeous clothes, but she was still dignified and elegant.

There is a mature woman's smell all over her body.

Zhao Hongming smiled and took a few steps forward and helped Chen Xuerong up.

He looked at Chen Xuerong's face for a few times and asked with concern: "Concubine Rong, I haven't been here for a while. How have you been lately?"

Chen Xuerong smiled slightly and replied gently: "Your Majesty is concerned about me. I am all well. Everything in Yaohua Palace is in order. Thank you for your concern."

At this time, Zhao Yinche, who was kneeling on the ground, turned his head carefully and looked at Zhao Hongming.

He has jet black hair, eyes as bright as stars, and his little face is full of childishness and curiosity.

Four-year-old Zhao Yinche, at first glance, looks very similar to Zhao Hongming, like a little Xiao Ming.

When Zhao Hongming looked at him, he quickly withdrew his gaze and lay on the ground with his butt sticking out.

Chen Xuerong pulled Zhao Yinche up and encouraged: "Go and see your father."

Zhao Yinche seemed a little shy. He walked up to Zhao Hongming and said in a sweet voice: "Father, you are here to see me!"

Zhao Hongming laughed loudly, picked up Zhao Yinche, and scratched his nose affectionately: "Che'er, have you been practicing well these days?"

As he spoke, his face showed a bit of expectation for his son.

When it came to cultivation, Zhao Yinche puffed up his chest and replied with dignity: "Back to my father, I practice hard every day and have never been lazy."

Zhao Hongming nodded and decided to test Zhao Yinche's martial arts training in public.

He gently put down Zhao Yinche, took a few steps back, and said, "Cheer, let father see your results."

"Okay!" Zhao Yinche shouted in a sweet voice.

Zhao Yinche stood still, an astonishing momentum bursting out of his small body.

He practiced the moves Chen Xuerong taught him one by one.

Although his movements were still a little immature, his strength and accuracy were astonishing.

The surrounding palace people looked sideways, with disbelief in their eyes.

"Hey hey hey!"

Zhao Yinche's small body was upright, his small hands were clenched into fists, and every move was done in a precise manner.

And when practicing boxing, his breathing also changes with the ups and downs of the movements, sometimes rapid, sometimes long, and the fit is incomparable.

Zhao Hongming, who has a keen sense of consciousness, noticed that all the meridians in Zhao Yinche's body had been opened and the meridians were completely opened.

The qi and blood throughout the body are strong, and there are even signs of condensation of some of the true qi.

This is clearly a warrior in the Tongqiao realm.

Zhao Hongming couldn't help but be a little surprised.

From opening the pulse to opening the orifice, it would take an ordinary person almost seven to eight years, or even more than ten years, but he had already reached this level when he was only three or four years old.

Looking at Zhao Yinche's practice, I have to say that the innate martial fetus is indeed a bit unusual.

At the age of four, he has already demonstrated martial arts talent beyond ordinary people.

After finishing a set of boxing techniques, Zhao Yinche felt a trace of heat coming out of his body.

He sat down on the ground and sighed: "Oh, I'm so tired!"

Such naivety made the servants in the palace laugh.

Zhao Hongming looked at his son's performance, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He knew that as long as Zhao Yinche's talent was properly cultivated, his future would be limitless.

He walked forward, held Zhao Yinche in his arms, and praised loudly: "Good! Cheer really did not disappoint me!"

Chen Xuerong looked at Zhao Yinche calmly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a smile.

Zhao Hongming waved his hand to all the palace people to leave, and suddenly there were only three members of his family left in the Yaohua Palace.

He pulled Chen Xuerong and Zhao Yinche to sit down, and the smiles on his faces gradually faded and replaced with a serious expression.

"Concubine Rong, today I want to tell you about the furnace-forging realm in martial arts." Zhao Hongming spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful.

Chen Xuerong was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of astonishment.

She knew that the furnace realm was the highest realm in martial arts, and it was also the realm that countless martial artists dreamed of.

Although she has dabbled in martial arts, her understanding of the furnace realm is not in-depth.

Chen Xuerong asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, my concubine's understanding of the realm of casting furnace is still very shallow. Is your majesty preparing to break through the casting furnace?"

Zhao Hongming shook his head and said: "If you don't have long-term worries, you will have immediate worries. I just have this idea, make some preparations in advance, and talk to you. If you want to reach the realm of furnace casting, there is still a big gap. It needs to be A lot of time to practice."

Chen Xuerong seemed to be relieved.

She knew that Zhao Hongming's cultivation speed was a bit monstrous, and she almost thought that Zhao Hongming was really going to break through the furnace realm.

That would be too terrifying.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Xuerong said: "Since the collapse of Heavenly Dao and the founding of martial arts, no one has reached the realm of casting furnace. It is said that this realm is completely different from any current martial arts realm."

"Oh?" Zhao Hongming asked: "What will be different?"

"If we say that the previous realms all used the martial artist's own power, but the furnace realm does not." Chen Xuerong recalled what he saw and heard, and said: "The furnace, as the name suggests, is to condense what you have learned into an invisible The furnace continuously inhales the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body and integrates it with its own internal power, thereby achieving an endless and endless state."

Zhao Hongming's eyes flashed with something strange, and he said: "Listen to what you mean, the current realm of martial arts cultivation is to lay the foundation for casting this "furnace"."

"That's right." Chen Xuerong said: "In fact, the training systems of today's martial arts are all following the path of ancient physical training. It's just that research is more basic and more detailed than physical training."

"As far as I know, after Wufu successfully casts the furnace, all of Wufu's true meaning will be turned into 'fire', and Wufu's true seal will become a 'furnace', and he will use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice, and then embark on the path of immortality."

After listening to Chen Xuerong's story, Zhao Hongming felt that his knowledge of martial arts had been completely overturned at this moment.

In the past, martial arts have always been about cultivating true meaning, but I have never thought of completely using spiritual energy to practice.

From this point of view, Thunder Destruction Dharma Body is still a bit unclear, and these details are not explained clearly.

This new martial arts concept shocked and excited him.

"I see."

After the two had an in-depth exchange of words, they finally came to an end.

Zhao Yinche on the side, sandwiched between Chen Xuerong and Zhao Hongming, seemed to understand.

However, his memory is now very good, so he still deliberately wrote down all the contents.

After the two chatted for a while, Chen Xuerong seemed to sense something and said to Zhao Yinche: "Che'er, you haven't done your enlightenment homework today? Go and do your homework today."

Zhao Yinche looked suspicious.

He has already finished his enlightenment homework, why should he do it again?

However, he never refused his mother's orders, so after bowing, he ran out.

Zhao Hongming and Chen Xuerong were suddenly the only two people left in the small courtyard.

Zhao Hongming smiled and pulled Chen Xuerong's arm and said, "I see that the scenery in your backyard is very good. Come with me for a walk."

"it is good."

……

About half an hour later, Chen Xuerong walked out from behind the rockery with a rosy face, radiant. "Your Majesty, you must never do this in broad daylight again." Chen Xuerong said coquettishly.

Zhao Hongming fastened his belt and said with a smile: "My consciousness is sharp. When we knew the basics, I paid attention. As long as you don't shout too loud, everything will be fine."

Saying this, Chen Xuerong's face turned even redder.

"It's getting late. I have to go back early. I'll see you again in a while."

"I respectfully send you off to Your Majesty."

Zhao Hongming walked out of Yaohua Palace,

He raised his hand, shook it, felt the remaining warmth on it, and murmured: "Small branches bear fruit, and I always find some surprises in Concubine Rong."

……

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed by.

As the elite troops of the Wei State, Wei Wuzu's reputation for being brave and good at fighting has long been spread throughout the world. However, the Zhao State has experienced many defeats against the Wei State, and its national strength is not what it used to be. The national destiny of the Zhao royal family has also declined. .

As a result, the refining speed of Zhao Guoyuan Stone has been much slower, and the growth of martial arts forces has also slowed down.

Facing the menacing attack of Wei soldiers, the Zhao border was completely unable to resist.

Since this year, Wei Wu soldiers have been unstoppable, attacking cities and territories all the way, and are invincible.

In just one year, twenty-seven cities of Zhao Kingdom were captured.

The Zhao court was all shocked and even panicked.

In Wei, Wuzu's offensive was so fierce that many cities could no longer hold on.

In order to ensure the safety of the court, under the leadership of Pang She, the Zhao State had to move the entire country to Yangluo.

However, the impact of this war on Zhao was far more than that.

When the war started, it was the autumn harvest season. This was a time when the people were busy harvesting, but it was interrupted because of the outbreak of the war.

There was no one to harvest the rice in the fields, and the mature rice was either left to rot or robbed by the Wei State, and a year's hard work was wiped out.

After a year of fighting, the people were even more unable to farm.

As the war continued, Zhao's economic, cultural and military strength were severely hit, and its national power declined further.

Zhao's status has plummeted since then.

In this year, Wei's power became even more prominent, and it seemed that its power was unstoppable.

The temporary new capital of Zhao State was Yangluo.

The atmosphere in the palace at this time was extremely heavy.

Emperor Chengxiang of Zhao State was sitting on the dragon chair. He seemed to have hemorrhoids under his buttocks.

As the monarch of Zhao State, although he was ignored, he was not an idiot and knew the critical situation.

If Zhao State was breached, his fate would not be much better.

In the court hall, it was extremely noisy.

Wei's pressing situation left the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty helpless and unable to negotiate an effective countermeasure.

Everyone knows in their hearts that Wei's iron hoof may break through Zhao's gate at any time.

Looking at the main hall that looked like a vegetable market, Pang She frowned and his eyes wandered among the ministers.

He knew that Zhao State had reached an extremely critical moment and could only take the wrong approach.

His mind moved and he thought of a person - Zuo Jian, the owner of Zhujian Villa.

The Sword-making Villa is world-famous for its sword-making skills and has a long-standing friendship with him.

And Zuo Jian is not only proficient in the art of sword making, but also has a lot of research on ancient books, allusions and heresy.

More importantly, he also holds the method of worshiping gods.

Pang She immediately decided to go to Zhujian Villa in person and asked Zuo Jian to help.

After he retired from the imperial court, he worked hard and rushed to Zuo Jian's place in Zhao State overnight.

After hearing about Pang She's intention, Zuo Jian led him into the living room to talk in detail.

He pondered for a long time before slowly speaking: "General Pang, are you sure you want to worship the gods from me? I know that if you have the number in hand, the number of people to sacrifice is not a small number, and the slightest discrepancy will lead to God is angry and people are angry.”

Pang She nodded and said: "Of course I know that this move is extremely risky, but now that Zhao State is in danger, we can only take risks. Master Zuo, you are always wise. If you can help us, everyone in Zhao State will be grateful. .”

After Zuo Jian's eyes flickered, he finally let out a long sigh and said, "That's all. If the Zhao Kingdom dies, it will be difficult for me, the Zhujian Villa, to survive alone. I am afraid that the place where I finally settled will be lost again, so I will accompany General Pang on this trip."

After the two agreed on the plan, Pang She immediately returned to the court and informed his subordinates and ministers of Zuo Jian's strategy.

Although this move is extremely risky and somewhat cruel, under the current situation, there is no need to worry about it so much.

So after determining the specific content, Pang She secretly mobilized preparations for the sacrifice and secretly dispatched troops to make relevant preparations.

According to Zuo Jian's estimation, if Zhao's soldiers, who wanted seven to eight thousand, could successfully worship the gods, only about two hundred thousand souls would be needed to sacrifice.

That is, the population of two cities is needed.

In order to ensure the success of the sacrifice, with Pang She's support, two small border towns were selected and two magic circles specially used for sacrifice were carved in the cities.

The reason why he chose the border location was because Pang She still had his own concerns.

If they get too close to the capital, it might cause Zhao to mutiny, worsening their already fragile national power.

You can only choose a remote place.

In order to minimize Zhao's influence, Pang She also selected the city that the Wei army would attack next.

After this sacrifice, it can be regarded as a strong wall and a clear field.

Soon the day of sacrifice came. Pang She and Zuo Jian stood on the high platform and looked at the city. The people were driven together and the densely packed people had expressionless faces.

Pang She said with a solemn expression: "Let's start!"

"it is good!"

After Zuo Jian, the owner of the Zhujian Villa, received the order, he immediately started the execution.

"Heaven and earth are the formation, all living beings are the chess pieces, blood is the guide, and sacrifice is the sacrifice. God is back!"

As the ceremony began, the sky suddenly changed color and thunder rolled.

A mysterious power came down and enveloped the entire city.

At the same time, every formation carved in the city slowly lit up.

"Buzz, buzz..."

A clear cry could be heard in the city.

The baby carried on the back of a woman seemed to have noticed something strange and kept crying.

The woman didn't know why, so she held the baby in her arms and whispered comfort, but the baby cried even harder.

"what is that?"

Just then someone pointed to the sky.

A pair of eyes appeared in the void, opening little by little under everyone's gaze. (End of chapter)