"This ......"

To say that it is smooth, it is indeed very smooth, under the forcible squeeze of spiritual energy, the true qi refined from the low-dimensional aura has no power to resist at all.

Coupled with the spiritual energy integrity control that Zhang Zicheng had practiced for a long time in order to pass through the gap space, the true qi did not gush out at all.

But the end result is ......

"Why am I building a foundation or a golden pill?"

Zhang Zicheng looked at the true qi crystallization of his dantian, exuding orange copper light and metallic color, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Why did you get married? It doesn't seem like it's the same as it was promised, right?

Although Zhang Zicheng's cultivation method is very different from the low-dimensional exercises, and it is basically Zhang Zicheng's original at any time on the basis of the existing conditions, but the gap can't be so far apart, right?

Reality is not a pure numerical upgrade game, Zhang Zicheng can clearly feel that although he seems to be suspicious that he may really have a golden pill, he has not obtained the change of physical and spiritual foundation building at the same time.

In other words, he is now equivalent to a Qi cultivator who owns the Golden Pill......

It's weird.

Zhang Zicheng shook his head speechlessly, sure enough, there was no predecessor dripping water, it was risky to open up the road by himself, and after passing the calm Qi training period steadily, there was a bug immediately.

I don't know if this bug is good or bad at the moment, in short, Zhang Zicheng decided to stop cultivating for the time being, and sort out his own situation. If he continues to forcibly cultivate now, and this golden pill is extremely problematic, then he is equivalent to boundless water, a tree without roots, and a pavilion in the air without a foundation, but it is 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, trying to find his nose.

Well, maybe this little apprentice who took it by himself can really be of some use in the future.

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"Hasn't Beatrice come back yet?"

Among the Viking tribes, dragon skins are now sunburned at the door of the house.

During this time, they were also in full swing, and finally found a light handicraft industry that had always been rich in resources in harsh Iceland, and they have been producing it continuously.

As supplies and rations, except for the part eaten at the beginning, dragon meat has long been stored in the cellar with ice, dried, smoked, or fermented, and stored by all means.

The dragon scales were peeled off piece by piece and inlaid into the original leather armor. However, due to their strange appearance, these wyverns are not Western dragons in the traditional sense, so the number of scaly dragons is actually small, just because they are large enough to meet some of the material needs of armor.

Many more wyverns, most of which are either bare and or covered in feathers, have their own treatments.

The dragon's teeth were plucked out to make arrowheads or jewelry, but the keels were sharpened as weapons.

Because the Vikings found that although the keel was hard and strong, in order to make these beasts fly, most of the inside was hollow and very light, which gave them a lot of thick keel weapons that looked very terrifying but were not heavy in their hands.

All in all, the shotguns were swapped out, and most of the Vikings who contributed more on the battlefield were given a set of personalized armor made from the wyvern materials they killed.

Among them, including Beatrice's Blue Feather Dragon Scale Armor.

It was only after the intricate scale armor was ready, and after the blacksmith had sent it home, that Quilk frowned and looked at the other mountain, and couldn't help but worry.

The leatherwoman who brought Beatrice's scale armor tossed it onto Beatrice's bed. The bed was very Viking, with a thick straw underneath and a fluffy bear skin covered with the same bear she had killed with her own hands as a child.

Seeing Quilke's worried look, the leatherwoman snorted, slapped his shoulder with her thick and powerful arm, and then strangled Quilke's neck with her elbow, and said disdainfully: "You don't have to get meat and frown, your daughter is going to follow that mighty warrior as an apprentice, I don't know how many children in the village are blushing at this honor." ”

Quirk sighed: "I'm afraid it's because of hatred, right?" Although we adults know that what happened at the beginning was entirely the result of those people's enthusiasm and reckless impulsiveness, they are also the fathers of many people......

As he spoke, Quilk stepped forward, broke away from the shackles of the leatherwoman, stroked the edge of the window, looked at the snow outside the window, and said helplessly: "That being said...... But really, isn't it because we, the survivors, are cowardly? Seeing that the other party was unmatched, he gave up revenge on his own. ”

The leatherman shook her hand impatiently: "Okay, it's useless to say more, anyway, they later eliminated those flying dragons and saved the rest of us, so let's take credit for it." You just think too much every day, and you will be cut off by Elon back then, and you will lose the position of chief. ”

"Merits and demerits...... Don't say this outside, be careful of being heard as a joke. ”

Quilke pursed his lips, not bothering to talk about the powerless matter anymore.

At this moment, he noticed that a familiar figure was approaching in the needle forest outside the village.

It's like Beatrice is back.

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"What do you say? Are you going to follow that man and leave Iceland? ”

Quilk stood at the entrance of the village, his eyes wide, his nose spurting out of his nose that almost blew up his three golden braided mustaches.

Beatrice looked at her father calmly and generously, and nodded in confirmation in front of the villagers: "Yes, he can teach me great power, so that I can no longer be powerless against many things, so I will not give up this opportunity no matter what." ”

Her words were not very forceful, but very casual, like a casual conversation on weekdays, with her usual clarity and vitality.

Because of this, Quilk suddenly understood that he was afraid that he could only stop the dead girl's leg by breaking the dead girl's leg with a hammer.

Quilk felt the need to give it a try, so he literally turned around and went home to get the hammer.

Looking at the back of her father leaving without saying a word, Beatrice thought that he agreed, but she was just in a bad mood, and she was still reluctantly saying goodbye to the people in the same village.

Viking children also wore armor, but the thick horns inlaid by adults were replaced by a few animal teeth, which looked small and very cute.

A tall, thin girl with black hair wearing this kind of calf horn helmet approached and cautiously asked Beatrice, "Beatrice, are you really leaving?" That man looked so dangerous, and I always felt unsafe. ”

Beatrice sighed, "Where is Iceland safe?" Well, it's been safe for the past dozen years, but now it's a dragon and an alien black ship, and I'm not sure if there will be any legendary monsters tomorrow - for example, the World Serpent will begin to devour the Nine Realms. ”

In her eyes, a resolute light once again appeared: "No matter what, I can't give up this opportunity to be able to freely determine my fate. ”

Not everyone was only worried about Beatrice's safety, and some little boys also came up and said excitedly: "Beatrice, can you really learn the power that person used, which seems to be more powerful than the Vulcan?" In the future, can you also split the sky with a random axe and kill countless flying dragons? ”

Beatrice scratched her head, although her blood was high before, but after thinking about it seriously, she still haha, "Huh...... Ahaha, probably? Or is it only about one-tenth of that degree? ”

Although she wants to become strong, judging from the progress of her practice in the past few days, if she wants to reach the level of Lord Si Chen, I am afraid that if her life span does not increase tenfold, she will not be able to take it, and that kind of power is too unbelievable no matter how you say it.

In the distance, there were some children on the periphery, but they didn't come over.

Their expressions were not as lively as those of Beatrice's companions, but rather a little gloomy and gloomy.

This is also something that can't be helped, after all, these children watched their father die under the light of that man's knife. Even if the other party later eliminated the Wyvern and saved the tribe, the mustard and vague hatred in their hearts did not mean that they would disappear as soon as they disappeared.

Beatrice had already noticed them with her spare eyes because of her attention practice in the past few days, but she didn't know how to react in her heart.

Beatrice's relatives did not die at the hands of Zhang Zicheng, but the elders she knew were...... Although she didn't like those rude elders, they had also taken themselves to the sea to fish and hunt in the mountains, and there were no so-called strangers in such a small tribe.

So, this is also one of the sources of motivation for Beatrice to gain power - without power, you are not qualified to be reckless, and any wrong actions can be carried out at the most extreme cost.

Although Zhang Zicheng later eliminated the flying dragon and saved the Viking tribe, one revenge and one grace seemed to be offset. But that's only for people whose immediate family members didn't die tragically, and Beatrice was one of them, and she was even the only one who was saved by the other party's own hands. So Beatrice also understood that she had no position to comfort her unfortunate companions, so she could only remain silent.

At this moment, Beatrice only heard a sound of wind behind her, and she subconsciously dodged. I saw a white bone hammer supported by a keel, smashing the frozen soil of Iceland, making a violent muffled sound.

"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 was immediately stunned.

Quilke's face was gloomy, he continued to wave his weapon, and said in a deep voice: "Wait for me to break your leg, and then drag you to the door to apologize to Lord Si Chen, just say that you inadvertently fell off a cliff on the way home, broke your leg, and can't follow him away." ”

With that, he immediately pursued him again.

Beatrice didn't know much about the weight of the keel hammer, and only used her daily experience as a reference, but she didn't expect her father's attack speed to be much faster than she expected, and she rolled left and right for a while, embarrassed.

When she heard her father's words, she suddenly felt speechless, she didn't expect that the reasons were so complete, and it seemed that she was serious.

Realizing this, Beatrice's eyes became equally serious.

Because it is obvious that this battle is the first time that she has decided her fate with strength after learning from Lord Si Chen.

Since he has already realized himself, he must use the path he adheres to 'convince' his father.

So this time, Beatrice didn't hide.

She looked straight at the keel hammer with both eyes, and realized that it was not as heavy as she had imagined.

So...... It's worth a try.

If you don't have the courage, why call yourself a Viking?

Seeing that Beatrice didn't dodge, Quelk was also stunned, and hurriedly tried to rein in his strength. He wasn't falsely threatening Beatrice, he really wanted to break his daughter's leg. But this time it was going to the upper body, he thought that Beatrice would dodge, just to block her dodge route, who knew that this stupid girl would want to eat this hard.

"Bang!"

The two of them had mixed thoughts, but the movements of their hands were extremely fast, and the keel hammer hit Beatrice's hands fiercely...... And then it just stopped.

When the people around saw this scene, they were shocked in disbelief.

"Empty...... Catch the hammer with your bare hands? ”

Some of the adult Vikings were dumbfounded, only the goofy lads cheered enthusiastically.

Icelanders are not aristocratic young masters who watch knights all day long, but they are not diligent in swords and guns, they have grown up from battles since childhood.

Therefore, they have a deep-rooted understanding of the concept of 'weapon'. Even if the Icelanders are physically strong, a dagger can often decisively dominate a large number of people when both sides are Vikings, let alone a heavy hammer.

The lightness of the keel is only relative to the solid steel of the same volume, and this keel hammer made of the thigh bone of a certain dragon is almost the size of the small half of Quilk's body, and the weight is at least dozens of kilograms upward, even a bear, and its head will be smashed like a walnut.

But Beatrice ...... Unexpectedly, with empty hands, he easily caught this big murder weapon?

A wisp of green smoke slowly rose, and everyone could clearly see that Beatrice's hands were steaming hot, as if hot water had just been poured on her.

Beatrice slowly pressed down on the keel hammer, and the power coming from above shocked Quirk.

Is this really his own daughter? If he closes his eyes, this wrestling sensation is said to be believed by the former chief Elon himself.

But the muscles on her body are afraid that they don't even have one-tenth of Elon's! Where the hell did she get her strength?

Beatrice's eyes lit up with surprise.

I didn't expect that the qi sense I had just cultivated had not yet been instructed by Lord Si Chen, and just forcibly applying it by myself could bring such a big improvement!

Beatrice slammed into force this time, Quirk was shocked, and he didn't hold it steady for a while, and the keel hammer was directly thrown out by Beatrice for dozens of meters, falling directly from the mountainside to the mountain.

When Quirk saw this, he turned his head and looked at Beatrice.

Both father and daughter are not good at words, and Beatrice can only express her opinion with a determined gaze.

Eventually, Quilk let out a deep sigh and bent his back.

He just whispered helplessly: "Before you go, come home with me, your armor is ready." ”

Beatrice was slightly stunned, then nodded vigorously.

"Oh!" The other children then swooped in, cheering for Beatrice's victory and asking what was going on with Beatrice's power. There were one or two teenagers who were so excited that they wanted to go with Beatrice, but they were immediately picked up by their own adults and scolded.

Zhang Zicheng looked down at this scene in the clouds high in the sky and nodded.

Beatrice handled it well, and it seems that she can set off on an adventure with herself.

At the same time, the dantian in Zhang Zicheng's body was slowly rotating, and under his feet, he was stepping on ...... A katana.

What Edgesense flies.

There is no way, Zhang Zicheng will not be able to find a standard sword for a while, the smelting technology of the Vikings is average, the axe hammer is actually iron on the long-handled wood, their sword is thick and short, more like an extended version of the dagger, and it is even stranger to step on.

"I didn't expect that this golden pill could really be used......"

Zhang Zicheng's face was very strange, mainly because he didn't know whether his skipping the foundation building period would have any impact on the future.

(End of chapter)