To say it went smoothly, it was indeed very smooth. Under the forced squeezing of spiritual energy, the true energy extracted from the spiritual energy from the lower dimensions had no resistance at all.
In addition, Zhang Zicheng had practiced psychic integrity control for a long time in order to pass through the cracked space, and the true energy did not flow out at all.
But the final result...
"The hell am I building a foundation or forming a golden elixir?"
Zhang Zicheng looked at the infuriating crystals in his Dantian that exuded a metallic color of orange and copper, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Why did the elixir form? This seems to be different from what was promised, right?
Although Zhang Zicheng's cultivation method is very different from low-dimensional exercises. It is basically Zhang Zicheng's original creation at any time based on the existing conditions, but the gap cannot be so far apart, right?
Reality is not a pure numerical upgrade game. Zhang Zicheng can clearly feel that although he seems to have really formed a golden elixir, he has not entered the foundation building stage in terms of gaining physical strength and spirituality at the same time. p>
In other words, he is now equivalent to a Qi-training monk with a golden elixir...
So weird.
Zhang Zicheng shook his head speechlessly. Sure enough, there were no predecessors. It was risky to blaze a trail by yourself. After a peaceful Qi training period, bugs immediately appeared.
I don’t know if this bug is good or bad at the moment. In short, Zhang Zicheng decided not to practice for the time being and sort out his situation. If he continues to practice forcefully now and this golden elixir has a huge problem, then he is equivalent to
Boundless water, rootless trees, and castles in the air without foundations are just a waste of effort and the risk is too great.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zicheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Beatrice, whose eyes were empty and trying to find his nose.
Well, maybe this little apprentice I have accepted will be of some use in the future.
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"Isn't Beatrice back yet?"
Among the Viking tribes, dragon skins are now drying in front of every house.
During this period, they were in full swing, and finally found a light handicraft industry that had always been rich in resources in the harsh Iceland, so they continued to produce.
As supplies and rations, dragon meat has been stored in the cellar with ice cubes, dried, smoked, or fermented, except for the part that was initially eaten.
The dragon scales were peeled off piece by piece and inlaid on the original leather armor. However, these flying dragons have all kinds of strange looks and are not Western dragons in the traditional sense, so there are not many dragons with scales, just because they are large enough to satisfy some armors.
material requirements.
Most of the flying dragons have either bare horny skin or feathers all over them, and they all have their own treatment methods.
The dragon's teeth were pulled out to make arrowheads or jewelry, while the dragon's bones were ground and used as weapons.
Because the Vikings discovered that although the keel bones were hard and strong, in order to allow these beasts to fly, most of them were hollow inside and very light. This gave them a lot of things in their hands that looked very scary but were actually very light.
A thick keeled weapon that is not heavy.
All in all, by exchanging shotguns for cannons, most of the Vikings who contributed more on the battlefield received a set of personalized armor made from the materials of the flying dragons they killed.
Among them, Beatrice's Blue Feather Dragon Scale Armor.
It was after the complicated scale armor was finished and delivered to his home by the blacksmith that Quirk frowned and looked at another mountain, unable to help but feel worried.
The female cobbler who brought Beatrice's scale armor casually threw the armor onto Beatrice's bed. The bed was very Viking in style, with thick straw underneath and a soft bearskin on top.
, the bear she killed with her own hands when she was a child.
Seeing Quirk's worried look, the female cobbler let out a laugh, slapped him on the shoulder with her thick and powerful arm, then strangled Quirk's neck with her elbow, and said with disdain: "Why don't you frown even if you don't have meat?"
, your daughter is going to be an apprentice with that incredible and powerful warrior. I don’t know how many children in the village are jealous of this honor."
Quirk sighed: "I'm afraid he is jealous of hatred? Although we adults know that what happened back then was entirely the result of those people's passion and reckless impulsiveness, but after all, they are also the fathers of many people...
”
With that said, Quilk took a step forward, left the shackles of the female cobbler, stroked the window edge, looked at the snowy scene outside the window, and said helplessly: "Having said that... but in fact, isn't it because we survivors are cowardly? Look.
When the other party is so powerful that it is invincible, we just give up on revenge."
The female cobbler waved her hands impatiently and said, "Okay, no matter how much you say, it's useless. Anyway, they later eliminated those flying dragons and saved the rest of us, so let's consider the merits to be equal to the demerits. You just think too much every day.
, it was only then that Elon cut off his leg and lost his position as chief."
"The merits are equal to the faults... Never say these words outside, or others may hear the joke."
Quirk curled his lips and was too lazy to talk about this helpless matter.
At this moment, he noticed a familiar figure approaching in the conifer forest outside the village.
It's like Beatrice is back.
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"What did you say? Are you going to follow that man and leave Iceland?"
Quirk stood at the entrance of the village, his eyes widened, and the breath coming out of his nose almost blew up his three golden braided beards.
Beatrice looked at her father calmly and openly, and nodded to confirm the matter in full view of the villagers: "Yes, he can teach me powerful power, which can make me no longer powerless to many things, so this
Such an opportunity, I will not give it up no matter what."
Her words were not very forceful, but very casual, like a normal chat, with her usual clearness and vitality.
Because of this, Quirk immediately understood that he might only be able to stop this dead girl's decision by breaking her legs with a hammer.
Quirk felt the need to give it a try, so he actually turned back and went home to get the hammer.
Seeing her father leaving without saying a word, Beatrice thought he had agreed, but was just in a bad mood and was still reluctant to say goodbye to the people in the same village.
Viking children also wore armor, but the thick horns mounted on the adults were replaced by a few animal teeth, which looked small and very cute.
A tall, thin girl with black hair wearing a calf-horn helmet came over and asked Beatrice cautiously: "Beatrice, do you really want to leave? That man looks so dangerous, I always feel unsafe.
."
Beatrice sighed: "Where is it safe in Iceland? Well, it has been very safe in the past ten years, but now there are dragons and alien black ships. I'm not sure if there will be any legends tomorrow.
The monsters in it - such as the World Serpent began to devour the nine realms."
A light of perseverance once again appeared in her eyes: "No matter what, I cannot give up this opportunity to gain the power to freely decide my destiny."
Not everyone was only worried about Beatrice's safety. Some little boys also came up and said excitedly: "Beatrice, you can really learn what that person used. It seems to be more powerful than the God of Fire."
Power? Will you be able to split the sky and kill countless flying dragons with just one ax in the future?"
Beatrice scratched her head. Although her blood was high before, but after thinking about it seriously, she still laughed and said: "Huh... Ahaha, maybe? Or only about one-tenth of that level of power?"
Although she wants to become stronger, judging from her practice progress in the past few days, if she wants to reach the level of Master Si Chen, she may not be able to achieve it unless her lifespan is doubled ten times. That kind of power is too unbelievable no matter how hard it is.
Some.
In the distance, there were some children on the periphery, but they did not come over.
Their expressions were not as lively as those of the companions around Beatrice, but instead looked a little gloomy and depressed.
There was nothing they could do about it. After all, these children watched their father die under the sword of that man. Even if the other party later eliminated the flying dragon and saved the tribe, the grudge and vague hatred in their hearts were not
It disappears when you say it will disappear.
Beatrice had already noticed them with her peripheral vision due to her practice of paying attention in the past few days, but she didn't know how to react.
None of Beatrice's relatives died at the hands of Zhang Zicheng, but the elders she knew were... Although she didn't like those rude elders, they also took her to the sea to fish and hunt in the mountains. Such a small tribe
, there is no such thing as a stranger.
Therefore, this is also one of the driving forces behind Beatrice's desire to gain power - when you have no power, you are not qualified to be reckless. Any wrong behavior may lead to paying the most extreme price.
Although Zhang Zicheng later destroyed the flying dragon and saved the Viking tribe, the hatred and the kindness seemed to be offset. But that was only for those whose immediate family members did not die tragically. Beatrice was one of them, and she was even the only one who was saved by the other party's own hands.
People. So Beatrice also understood that she was in no position to comfort those unfortunate companions, so she could only respond in silence.
At this moment, Beatrice heard a sound of wind coming from behind her, and she ducked subconsciously. She saw a white bone hammer supported by a keel, hitting the frozen soil of Iceland hard, making a violent muffled sound.<
/p>
"Father, what are you doing?"
Beatrice originally wanted to fight back, but she never expected that it was her father Quirk who attacked her, and she suddenly felt extremely shocked.
Quirk had a sullen face, continued to wave the weapon, and said in a deep voice: "When I break your legs, and then drag you to the door to apologize to Mr. Si Chen, just say that you accidentally fell off the cliff on your way home.
My leg is broken and I can’t follow him away.”
With that said, he immediately pursued me again.
Beatrice didn't know much about the weight of the Dragon Bone Hammer, so she only used her daily experience as a reference. However, she didn't expect that her father's attack speed was much faster than she expected.
When she heard her father's words, she suddenly felt speechless. She didn't expect that the reasons were so complete. It seemed that he was serious.
After realizing this, Beatrice's eyes became equally serious.
Because obviously, this battle was the first time she decided her own destiny with strength after studying with Master Si Chen.
Since I have already realized this, I must use my own path to 'convince' my father.
So this time, Beatrice did not hide.
She looked directly at the keel hammer and realized that its weight was not as heavy as she imagined.
Well...it's worth a try.
If you don’t have this courage, why call yourself a Viking?
Seeing Beatrice refusing to dodge, Quirk was stunned and quickly tried to hold back. He was not threatening Beatrice falsely, he really wanted to break his daughter's legs. But this time
He went for the upper body. He thought Beatrice would dodge, just to block her escape route. Who knew that this silly girl actually wanted to take this bite.
"Bang!"
The thoughts of the two were complicated, but the movements of their hands were extremely fast. The dragon bone hammer hit Beatrice's hands hard... and then stopped like that.
When people around saw this scene, they were shocked and unbelievable.
"Catch the hammer with empty hands?"
Some adult Vikings were dumbfounded, and only the silly young men cheered enthusiastically.
Icelanders are not aristocratic young men who watch knights all day long but are industrious with swords and guns. They have grown up from fighting since childhood.
Therefore, they have a deep-rooted understanding of the concept of "weapon". Even if the Icelanders are very physically strong, when both parties are Vikings, a dagger can often decisively occupy an absolute advantage.
, not to mention a heavy hammer.
The lightness of the keel is only relative to that of solid steel of the same volume. This keel hammer, which was repaired from the thigh bone of a certain giant dragon, is almost as big as half of Quilk's body, and weighs at least dozens of kilograms.
Let's go, even if it's a bear, his head will be smashed like a walnut.
But Beatrice... actually caught this big murderous weapon with just her bare hands?
A wisp of green smoke slowly rose, and everyone could clearly see that Beatrice's hands were steaming with steam, as if they had just been poured with hot water.
Beatrice slowly pressed the dragon bone hammer, and Quirk was shocked by the power coming from above.
Is this really his daughter? If he closed his eyes, the feeling of wrestling would be something even former Chief Elon himself believed.
But the muscles on her body are probably not even one-tenth of Elon’s! Where does she get her strength?
Beatrice's eyes lit up with a look of surprise.
Unexpectedly, the Qi sense that I had just developed could bring about such a big improvement just by applying it forcefully without being given any guidance by Master Si Chen!
Beatrice exerted force this time. Quirk was in shock and couldn't hold it steady for a moment. The hammer was thrown dozens of meters away by Beatrice and fell directly from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain.
When Quirk saw this scene, he turned back and looked at Beatrice.
Both father and daughter are not good at words, and Beatrice can only express her opinions with a firm gaze.
Finally, Quirk sighed deeply and bent his back.
He just said softly and helplessly: "Before you go, come home with me. Your armor is also ready."
Beatrice was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
"Oh!" The other children suddenly gathered around. On the one hand, they cheered for Beatrice's victory. On the other hand, they asked all kinds of questions about Beatrice's power. There were one or two teenagers.
, I was so excited that I wanted to follow Beatrice, but I was immediately picked up by my own ears and scolded.
Zhang Zicheng looked down at this scene among the high-altitude clouds and nodded.
Beatrice is handling things well and seems to be ready to go on an adventure with herself.
At the same time, the Dantian in Zhang Zicheng's body was slowly rotating, and under his feet was... a samurai sword.
What sword flying.
No way, Zhang Zicheng couldn't find a standard sword for a while. The Vikings' smelting technology was average. The axes and hammers were actually made of long-handled wood with iron added. Their swords were thick and short, more like an extended version.
The dagger looks even weirder when stepped on.
"I didn't expect that this golden elixir could actually be used..."
Zhang Zicheng's face looked very strange, mainly because he didn't know whether skipping the foundation building period would have any impact on the future.