Villains of the Heavens: The Empress Dowager Is Pregnant

Chapter 274
The divine eagle jumped back to Chen Xuan's side, and pointed to the huge boulder weighing hundreds of kilograms with its wings.

Chen Xuan raised his brows, knowing that it was brother Diao who gave him strength.

The situation of hundreds of catties plus the impact of the torrent is almost no less than the strength of nearly a thousand catties.

That is because the Divine Condor is originally a bird of prey, so there is such a huge force between the swings. How can ordinary martial arts masters have such strength?
However, Chen Xuan thought about it again, if the divine sculpture could have such an idea, it must be that the sword demon Dugu Qiubai used to practice swords in this mountain torrent every time there was heavy rain.

With predecessors setting an example, Chen Xuan naturally couldn't be stage fright.

With a glint in his eyes, he held the black iron epee, leaped forward, and landed on the spot where the divine eagle stood just now.

It's just that he is not like a bird of prey like Shendiao. As soon as his feet entered the water, the mountain torrent made him sway from side to side, making it difficult to stand still.

Chen Xuan's heart moved, he quickly held his breath, lowered his breath, and stood firmly.

In this mountain torrent, in just a few breaths, he gradually realized the method of concentrating energy and exerting force.

In just a dozen or so breaths, he stood on the boulder at the bottom of the stream with both feet. Before he knew it, the water had submerged his head, and a big mouthful of water rushed into his mouth.

If luck drives away the surrounding flood, then the inner strength will be activated, and the feet will inevitably be unstable.

At the moment, keep your breath in the center, stand firmly with your feet, hold your breath and concentrate.

After a while, after gradually adapting to the impact of the mountain torrent, I jumped up, took a breath in the air, and then sank down to the center of the stream, letting the mountain torrent wash away from the top of my head, my feet were still like a mainstay Standing still in the water.

Not long after breathing back and forth like this, Chen Xuan gradually stabilized his mind from the nervousness and panic at the beginning.

When he gained a firm foothold in the mountain torrent, he tried to pick up the huge boulder with his sword, and slapped it like a divine sculpture.

At this time, in the stream, many branches and rocks were brought down by the rushing mountain torrent. After a moment of concentration, he raised his sword to stab, and pushed back as much as possible.

He picked, stabbed, plundered, struck, exhausted all kinds of sword tactics, and practiced until the rain stopped, and then he jumped back to the shore.

For a moment, among other things, the divine eagle couldn't help but look at him, full of amazement, and couldn't help but take a step forward, flapping its wings to make two moves with him.

Chen Xuan didn't give in either, and stabbed with the sword, only to hear the hissing sound when the blade was stabbed out, which was quite different from the past, with a hint of whistling sword energy faintly.

Seeing the tip of his sword approaching, the divine eagle also seemed to realize that he was not what he used to be, and he no longer dared to fight hard, so he had to dodge and retreat.

Chen Xuan practiced in the mountain torrents for more than a day, and his strength has improved a lot, so he couldn't help being surprised and delighted.

But thinking about it carefully, his current increase in physical strength is definitely not the effect of three to five days, how could he have such a big increase after practicing in the water for a day.

Thinking about it carefully, it should be the snake gall that I ate before, which has the miraculous effect of strengthening muscles and bones, but the medicinal power has not been fully absorbed for a while.

Now after being washed and trained by the mountain torrent, all the snake gall in his body has been absorbed, so his internal strength has already increased greatly without knowing it.

With emotion in his heart, Chen Xuan got up beside the stream, sat quietly for a while, and waited until he recovered his strength before jumping into the stream to practice his sword.

He concentrated on practicing sword for a while, he didn't take a look at the divine sculpture beside him, after a while he jumped onto the bank, and saw two snake galls of strange snakes lying on the bank, presumably it was the kindness of the divine sculpture, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion Some preferential treatment from the leading actor.

At this time, he ate the snake gall, jumped into the valley to practice sword, and practiced until late at night. Not only did the rain stop, but the mountain torrent also gradually subsided.

Chen Xuan knew that there were not many opportunities for such a torrential rain, so he continued to practice swordsmanship in the valley, unknowingly, he had already mastered many sword principles of smooth stabbing, counterattack, horizontal cutting, and reverse chopping.

Back then, he and Xiao Longnv studied Quanzhen and the swordsmanship of the ancient tomb in the ancient tomb, and it was only now that he had a great understanding, completely mastered it, and his understanding of the way of swords has improved to a higher level.

"What an epee has no edge, so it's a great coincidence. If this epee is really indestructible, why is there a blade on the sword?"

Chen Xuan sighed in his heart, and casually weighed the black iron epee in his hand. Although he had benefited a lot, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

If Dugu Qiubai's epee move was not performed with this epee, which is dozens of times heavier than ordinary long swords, the ordinary sharp sword would not have released its strength even if it was shaken slightly in the hand. When it came out, the blade would have broken.

From this point of view, this black iron epee is a magic weapon that Dugu Qiubai specially seeks out, and it is specially used in this horizontal and vertical slashing, opening and closing moves.

While Chen Xuan was feeling emotional, unknowingly, the previous heavy rain had just stopped, although it was midnight, but the silver light of the new moon shone on the trees and streams, making the valley very quiet and cold.

Chen Xuan watched the mountain torrent rushing down, the momentum was much smaller, so he didn't try to practice sword anymore.

As a result, the power of this mountain torrent has become much smaller, and the effect of practicing swords is not as good as before.

Furthermore, after some comprehension now, he has already understood the reasoning, and he understands that the sword technique of the black iron epee is all there, and there is no more profound numerology.

At this time, the black iron epee no longer needs to be practiced, even if the sword demon is resurrected, the sword skills that can be taught are nothing more than this.

Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship is not profound, in layman's terms, it's just one strike down ten times.

With this sword move, as the internal strength increases, the sword used can gradually become lighter, but the strength in the hand does not decrease at all.

In the end, being able to swing the wooden sword is like using a black iron epee. There are "chi chi" sounds between the moves, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, but it is not because of how mysterious the sword moves are, but because the internal force is deep enough.

Having said that, Chen Xuan still practiced diligently, and in just over a month, he had already mastered the essence of the sword moves of the black iron epee.

As the Xuantie heavy sword was gradually mastered, Chen Xuan began to study the stone carvings under the rotten wooden sword.

In the sword mound, Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any sword tactics, but only left a few words of experience.

Among them, under the wooden sword, he wrote, "After the age of 40, don't stick to things. Plants, trees, bamboo and stones can all be swords. Since then, I have been intensively practicing, and gradually entered the realm where no sword is better than a sword."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, "According to what the sword demon Dugu Qiubai said, there are four levels of swordsmanship, the first is sharp sword, the second is heavy sword, the third is wooden sword, and the fourth is no sword. Wooden sword can beat black iron Epee sword, and in the end no sword wins wooden sword. Now I only comprehend the black iron heavy sword, and the next step is to comprehend the wooden sword."

Thinking of this, he swung the dark iron epee to chop off a small tree, and then the blade swept and cut it into a wooden sword.

While preparing the wooden sword, he thought to himself.

"The black iron epee pays attention to one force and ten times. If this light and fluffy wooden sword wants to break the epee, one needs to rely on speed, using fast to hit slow. The other is to rely on abundant internal strength, and still use force to break strength. "

Thinking of this, he continued to practice in these two directions.

Day and night, he cultivated his internal skills and studied swordsmanship intensively. After heavy rain, he would fight against the water in the mountain torrents in order to gain enlightenment.

Before he knew it, summer ended and autumn came, and from autumn to winter, Chen Xuan worked hard, and his swordsmanship also unknowingly reached a great level.

It was snowing heavily that day, the Divine Condor cheered, jumped onto the open ground, spread its wings, and a gust of wind blew away the snow flakes, Chen Xuan thought.

"Practicing swords in the snow is also a wonderful way."

At the moment, he swung the sword, and the sword energy was surging, and the force of the rolling was getting stronger and stronger.

Although the snowflakes were falling densely, not half of them fell on the body.

Every time the snowflakes fell, Chen Xuan swung the snowflakes away either with the wind of the sword or with the edge of the blade, and his grasp of the long sword in his hand became more and more exquisite.

Just when he was about to go all out and break through the lightness of the wooden sword, a small accident happened.

That means Huang Rong is about to give birth.

During this period of time, Chen Xuan has been obsessed with practicing swords, and even Huang Rong has no time to take care of him.

Fortunately, this valley is secluded and quiet, and it can be regarded as warm in winter and cool in summer. In addition, there are divine sculptures that come and go frequently, so they can send some supplies, but it will not make the two of them drink blood like savages.

But now that Huang Rong was pregnant and her pregnancy became more and more obvious, Chen Xuan also knew that it was difficult to deal with it by himself, so he mentioned this matter to Huang Rong.

"Rong'er, although I have encountered adventures in this valley, this place is not suitable for living for a long time. I think I should send you back to Peach Blossom Island?"

"..."

Huang Rong didn't say anything.

These days, Chen Xuan is obsessed with practicing swords, and has not paid much attention to this beautiful lady.

Now that he came to his senses, Huang Rong naturally wouldn't give him any good looks.

Chen Xuan saw it, and sighed secretly in his heart, but he also knew that he had treated her badly, so he hugged her, bid farewell to the divine sculpture, climbed up the cliff, and left the Dugu Sword Tomb.

The two said they were living in seclusion, but in fact, Chen Xuan had only been cultivating in the valley for more than half a year.

However, the sword mound where the sword demon Dugu seeks defeat is near Xiangyang City, and the two found a carriage on the road. Along the way, they saw people coming and going outside Xiangyang City, a scene of prosperity.

Not to mention what was going on in Chen Xuan's heart, but Huang Rong's eyes were full of tears, and she felt that she had made a mistake.

She only felt that this trip was really harmed by Chen Xuan, otherwise why would she have stayed in the deep mountains and old forests for more than half a year.

Even though she used to live on Peach Blossom Island, the environment on Peach Blossom Island is quiet and elegant, almost considered a manor with a sea view.

Even when this Huang Nvxia was in charge of the Beggar Gang, she didn't even want to have a patch on her body, let alone go to the barren mountains to suffer hardships.

Guo Fu was born arrogant and indulgent, but in fact Huang Rong, the mother, is also a lady with a temper.

Now Chen Xuan was obsessed with practicing swords and left her in the cold for more than half a year. Huang Rong felt remorseful and annoyed, and wished to tear Chen Xuan to pieces.

Chen Xuan saw Huang Rong looking sadly at Xiangyang City in the distance, knowing that she might regret it, so he hurriedly said.

"Ronger, good Ronger..."

While talking, he kissed Huang Rong twice.

Huang Rong turned her face away, naturally she was not willing to answer, but Chen Xuan was familiar with this kind of thing, so he had to pull her to make amends.

In the past half a year, it was said that Huang Rong had been left out in the cold, but in fact Chen Xuan himself hadn't eaten meat for half a year.

At this moment, when he started to move his hands, he couldn't hold back.

Huang Rong hummed twice in a low voice, saying that she didn't want to talk to him, but she couldn't help frowning at his anxious look.

"Slow down! Do you really want to kill me?"

"Good Rong'er, I..."

"Do not talk!"

Huang Rongxiu frowned slightly, turned her face away, even though it's this time, she still doesn't want to see him.

(End of this chapter)