After returning from Yun'er, Di Chen'er held the angry son of Xuantian in his hand and never returned to the bedroom. Instead, he sat alone on the throne of the Demon King's Hall, looking at it with a candle.

First, he carefully studied the Glide River, the Heaven and the Zhen Baichuan, and found a very critical point.

The Xuantian rage that my uncle taught before was just a sword move, and the real Xuantian rage was far from what he was doing now, but in the sentence he named at the beginning.

When Xuantian is angry, the universe trembles, and all the energy returns to the source and becomes a field.

The final sentence is the last sentence, and all the energy returns to the original state.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the previous moves were all sword moves that were just a demonic or fairy-like qi.

And the sword techniques he had previously believed were not just uttering, but were based on the basis.

It is a combination product of the blood vessels all over the body and the return of all qi.

What exactly is the Reincarnation of the Two Qi? Yun'er said that it is a process of transforming the spiritual energy produced by the demon pill into demonic energy in the body.

However, Di Chen'er felt that the word "All Qi" returns to the source, and the source means the source. Instead, it means that the original power of the spiritual energy in the demon pill has not been converted into demonic energy. If so, then the power will be stronger than the transformation power obtained by transforming demonic energy.

But how do we realize that when we absorb spiritual energy while not converting spiritual energy into demonic energy or fairy energy, we can then transfer them out of our bodies?

This is a big problem, and there seems to be nothing to prove that this is the correct way to understand it.

But in the dark it was like heavenly will. When the demon cave was fighting with the demon shadow Wudao, after the golden bell released the colorful spiritual energy, Di Chen'er clearly realized that in such an environment, the Xuantian rage he had displayed was the most perfect Xuantian rage.

It was just one time and there was no feeling that way again.

"Can you say that... you can only do that kind of way of redirection in a place where spiritual energy is abundant?" Di Chen'er murmured, scratching her head and unable to understand.

He planned to put aside this big problem that could make the Xuantian Fury reach several levels that he realized, and instead focus on the control of the universe first.

"The Milky Way gathers stars all over the sky, and the vast emperor's heart controls the universe. Qian is the birth of all things, Kun is the growth of all things, Qian is the growth of all things, Qian is the following my heart, and the heart is completely my sword. The palm comes out, the sword is pointed, and the universe moves."

Reading the sword techniques written in Gubian, Di Chener took a deep breath, wondering why his uncle didn't tell him about these sword techniques in the second half at the beginning?

Are you afraid that you can learn it?

This... is a bit unreasonable. What's wrong with learning it?

Or is there any other explanation?

The universe is where all things grow. Everything follows the heart. The heart is a sword. The palm comes out and the sword is pointed, and the universe moves?

So what does this mean?

Only by integrating into the universe can we control the universe?

This is another big problem, and it is something Yuner has realized.

But if it is melted into it, like a fish in the water, how can the fish control the water?

I couldn't figure it out, and I had three candles lit, but I didn't have much insight that night.

At the time of Chen, Jiang Huiqing came with the candle. Looking at Di Chen'er, who was sitting on the throne of the Demon King, with messy hair but extremely energetic, she turned around and went back silently.

When she came back soon, she had a plush cloak in her hand, and she carefully put it on her. Without saying a word, she sat on the side of the throne, looking at the hazy sky outside the hall, yawning.

When Di Chen'er realized it, Jiang Huiqing was sitting and dozing off. It was very cute and also made Di Chen'er feel distressed.

He hurriedly closed the book, looked at the dawn of the sky, carefully picked up Miss Jiang and walked towards the bedroom.

In a Demon King Hall, a cool cold wind blew. Jiang Huiqing, who was held in Di Chen'er's arms, shivered and opened his sleepy eyes in a daze.

"Keep sleeping, you'll get home after a while."

"kindness."

Jiang Huiqing yawned like a lazy cat who had just woken up, and leaned on the chest of the man who was holding him.

But she did not close her eyes anymore, but asked, "When you enter the bridal chamber, will you feel bored if you hug me like this?"

Di Chen'er looked down at her and asked with a smile: "Is there any connection between the two?"

Jiang Huiqing thought for a while, drew circles on his chest with his fingers, and asked weakly: "You said we are like husband and wife now. During the wedding night, would you feel that it is meaningless?"

Di Chen'er smiled, "No."

Jiang Huiqing was a little unbelievable, but she didn't say anything.

After returning to the bedroom, Di Chen'er placed her on the bed and covered her with a warm quilt. Jiang Huiqing liked this feeling very much, which made her feel very happy, just like living in a warm water.

She lay on the bed, looking at Di Chen'er who was stuffing the quilt with her, and asked weakly: "Are you a little angry?"

After Di Chen'er finished it, he bit her mouth and smiled and said, "I wasn't angry at that time, why are you angry now?"

Jiang Huiqing's lips twitched, and he said in the end: "I know what you are afraid of, and you know that you have known everything long ago, and you also know why you don't want to expose everything. But Chen'er, what should come will always come, and what should go will always go. You deceive yourself to live in your own cognition. It's nothing, but if you make your aunt feel uneasy for yourself, although this original intention is good, it is selfish after all."

Di Chen'er rubbed her little face, "When did our aunt learn to talk about such a great truth? It's really amazing."

Jiang Huiqing moved her face away and stared at his eyes, "I told you seriously."

"I know." Di Chen'er smiled, "Don't worry, I'm really too selfish, but I'm not afraid of anything, because I can feel at ease with you and you are by my aunt's side, but Qingqing, I won't be allowed to say that kind of thing again in the future. If she says it, you must help me suppress it, okay?"

Jiang Huiqing nodded, "I know, don't worry, I will curb my aunt's pessimistic thoughts for you."

Di Chen'er smiled happily, kissed her head, and asked, "When will you plan to set off?"

“After lunch.”

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to rest quickly, keep your spirits up, and still have to rush forward."

"kindness"

Di Chen'er gently rubbed her face, then stood up, took the candlestick beside her, and walked towards her dressing table, wanting to continue to study and think about Xuantian's anger.

"Chen'er!"

"kindness?"

Jiang Huiqing suddenly shouted, and Di Chen'er frowned slightly and turned her head.

The two of them looked at each other, and Jiang Huiqing was affectionate, "I love you."

Di Chener's heart was very warm, and he smiled happily and said, "I love you too. Go to bed early, be obedient, be good."

"Yeah!" Jiang Huiqing was as happy as a little rabbit, very cute.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Di Chen'er looked at Gu Ben, and was extremely energetic and had no sleepiness. He had a will in his heart and became stronger!

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Feng Zhaojian carried Chisha, which was a little taller than him, held Xiao Yaoyao with his left hand, and was still practicing wielding the sword in his right hand.

He didn't seem to be leading Xiao Yaoyao, but instead he seemed to be leading him, because he didn't even look at the way.

As he was about to reach Di Chen'er's bedroom, Xiao Yaoyao asked, "Brother Jian, we are here to get up to eat. Why do you have to compete with Daddy for a sword?"

Feng Zhaojian's eyes were still on the sword and said, "Master must have a knot in his heart. If I compare the sword once, he will not be assured that we will go out this far."

Xiao Yaoyao frowned and asked again: "Have Brother Jian beat Daddy?"

Feng Zhaojian shook his head, "Now I can't beat him, but I want him to know that Feng Zhaojian's strength is getting stronger day by day, and ordinary people don't have to alarm others. Just Feng Zhaojian is in front of you and can walk all the way to Baiyuan Cave."

Xiao Yaoyao scratched her head and murmured, "But why do I always think this is useless?"

Feng Zhaojian glanced at her, "This is our men's business, so you naturally don't understand."

"Oh, so that's how it is."

Xiao Yaoyao responded to this sentence, and then it was time to turn the corner. She pulled Feng Zhaojian, who was still going forward, and turned the corner.

But usually my father was still sleeping in at this time, but for some reason today, he got up early all night and was practicing swords in the yard.

The speed was very fast, and Xiao Yaoyao was overwhelmed by the sight and could not keep up with Daddy's sword.

Feng Zhaojian no longer practices swords. He observes other swords, which is more beneficial to help his sword become stronger.

In the yard, Di Chen'er walked seven stars and made a sword quickly. What he used was the Angry Star River in Xuantian's rage. However, the gorgeous and practical sword move he danced today was obviously not as fast as before and was sharper.

It’s not that his swordsmanship has regressed, but that he is trying to find the feeling of using the Glide River in the Demon Cave that day, the feeling of stepping on the Nebula.

But he had been practicing here for more than an hour, sweating heavily and his clothes were soaked, but he still didn't feel the feeling of that day.

The sword light flashed and gradually stopped.

Di Chen'er put away his sword and looked at the two little guys standing at the entrance of the yard.

He touched his forehead and asked, "Yaoyao, father's sword, do you like it?"

"I like it!" Xiao Yaoyao grinned and bent her eyes.

"What about you? Have you seen something?" Di Chen'er asked Feng Zhaojian again.

Feng Zhaojian thought for a while and frowned: "Master, Senior Tianyu's Swordless Sword cares a lot about one thing. Do you know what it is?"

Di Chen'er smiled and said, "I wish to hear it carefully."

Feng Zhaojian said: "It's the breath."

After this little guy said this, Di Chener suddenly realized something.

His aura just now was very messy, so messy that he couldn't keep up with his own pace, or he was faster than his sword moves.

So... this kid is becoming more and more unexpected.

"Master, your breath is very chaotic. How sharp your sword is, but as long as the breath is chaotic, your steps will be chaotic. If there is chaotic, you will be chaotic everywhere."

Feng Zhaojian talked about this question very seriously. His seriousness made Xiao Yaoyao beside him open her mouth wide.

She wanted to shout out "Brother Jian is so great" with admiration, but the person he "teached" was his own father. Xiao Yaoyao felt that it was better not to shout it out.
To be continued...