This golden pill rotates slowly in the dantian, and every minute and every second of the newly ingested spiritual energy will enter the cyclone of the golden pill.

After having the golden pill, Zhang Zicheng found that he no longer needed to pay attention to the aura in his body at all times, and he continued to carry Zhou Tian to refine.

These tedious, long-term water grinding operations, after the appearance of Jindan, are like water flowing to a low place, and naturally refine the aura into the true qi that belongs to Zhang Zicheng, and the whole process no longer requires the participation of the meridians.

Zhang Zicheng guessed that perhaps in the low-dimensional period, the Jindan period was about to gradually abandon the mortal body. After all, most of the functions of mortal bodies are redundant for cultivators, and they are organs and facilities established to cope with the reincarnation of ordinary people's grains.

And the complex, all-encompassing meridian know-how is, undoubtedly, a cumbersome operation step. Even if the mortal body may have some kind of conceptual addition to cultivation at the metaphysical level, these unnecessary extra steps will still be gradually streamlined as cultivation improves.

"So...... Am I really Jindan? ”

After all, he used the power it produced, and without the help of any complex mystical exercises, he simply flew into the clouds in the form of output energy, which was not like something that could be done during the Qi cultivation period.

It's just that I don't feel that there is much change, it's just that there is an additional set of energy system tools in my body that are similar to psionic energy, but have more functions.

Zhang Zicheng flew in the air, looking at the gradually brightening skyline, and he was a little emotional for a while.

How so...... In fact, it stands to reason that this is the first time that I am flying with my own strength.

But in the past nearly half a year, he has experienced too many things, and there are countless special experiences, and he has played with the universe This kind of operation, simply flying in the sky, it is difficult to make his mood fluctuate.

But at this moment, Zhang Zicheng suddenly felt that he saw the skyline squirming.

"Huh?"

At his current level, Zhang Zicheng was already confident that he would never be dazzled, so he immediately frowned and stared at the sky with bated breath.

Then he realized that the skyline was really squirming!

It's just that above this skyline, faintly, it seems that delicate scales can be seen.

Zhang Zicheng suddenly had a guess in his heart, after all, the culture of this planet is too close and similar to the earth, but he was also a little surprised for a while, he didn't expect this thing to really exist.

In terms of the power system of this plane that Zhang Zicheng has come into contact with so far, that is, the middle demon plane, the masters of martial arts like Tianlong Babu, can still be called first-class when they come here.

Under this kind of expressive power...... the 'great snake that devours the world' actually exists? So how can the people of this planet resist?

This thought had just emerged, and Zhang Zicheng shook his head and said to himself: "No, since the World Serpent exists, then the corresponding gods, and even Thor, the god of thunder who is destined to die with the World Serpent in Norse mythology, may also exist." This is relative, perhaps the catastrophe of the World Serpent itself has no room for ordinary mortals to contact and change. ”

But having the opportunity to face the 'gods' of this world still makes Zhang Zicheng feel that the opportunity is rare.

After all, this is a low dimension very close to the earth dimension, and being able to contact those mythical 'gods' may also be able to study something.

Of course, Zhang Zicheng also understands that his power in this world is still limited, at least he can't overturn an entire continent or drink the water of the entire sea at any time.

In true Norse mythology, this is all the expressiveness of the god of thunder, so Zhang Zicheng feels that it is better to be careful.

He squinted, looked closely at the winding skyline for a long time, and finally made a decision.

Let's secretly test how strong this thing that seems to be the Norse giant snake in the mythology of the earth.

If it can really reach the level of engulfing the entire world in mythology, then Zhang Zicheng will have to reconsider the safety factor of this world, and it is even possible to retreat to the gap space first, and then find a new explorable dimension.

Zhang Zicheng didn't say hello to anyone, and directly drove the snow knife under his feet to fly towards the skyline.

Since the katana is not symmetrical like a sword, in the case of Zhang Zicheng's slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, he flies with the blade facing down and stepping on the back of the sword.

Although he flew at the beginning, Zhang Zicheng simply used Jin Dan's powerful output ability. But now Zhang Zicheng's consciousness, knowledge, and brain computing ability are no longer what they used to be. With a reference for low-dimensional exercises, he had already created a flying trick that could be used in a high-dimensional way in just two hours.

For the development of spells, Zhang Zicheng felt that it was quite interesting. First of all, in terms of basic theory, it is a little bit like programming, a little bit of imposing various functions, but the process is full of metaphysics and even aesthetics. Every spell that works smoothly is full of mystical beauty.

The low-dimensional cultivation method can actually be regarded as a 'language' in the system, just as programming is also called a language. After the translation, Zhang Zicheng found that he had a high degree of adaptability to the gossip of the earth, which was also the reason why he was able to change low-dimensional spells with ease.

Zhang Zicheng was flying while optimizing the technique, and while the speed was getting faster and faster, he turned the wind into help.

In a short period of time, his speed has actually exceeded the speed of sound of 340 m/s, but there is no huge sonic boom. Because the wind around Zhang Zicheng is also gradually decreasing outward at this speed.

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder every time the ancients described the immortals, there were descriptions such as calling for wind and rain. ”

Wind, or air, does have a great influence on speed. Forcibly breaking through the sound barrier consumes too much kinetic energy, spending a small amount of true qi to speed up the surrounding wind energy, not only will not lose any speed, but can even faintly go further, and at the same time, it can also slowly smooth out the impact of breaking through the sound speed on the environment, I have to say that it is a very elegant and fast way to fly.

It's just that although the sound will no longer rudely produce all kinds of explosions, visually, even the Viking tribes in Iceland can see that in the sky, the clouds seem to be driven by something, gathering and converging, like a long dragon.

As the clouds converged, the sun in the sky slowly emerged behind him, and the vertical sunlight shone on the sea, as if a long sword was sprinkled with countless gold coins.

When the Vikings saw this, they looked at each other, not knowing what kind of vision it was.

It was mainly the huge serpent that the clouds converged in the opposite direction of Iceland, which did not cause panic, but hesitation and strangeness.

A little boy suddenly said, "What's that?" It can't be Jörmungad, right? ”

Hearing this name, the little boy's mother suddenly changed her complexion, grabbed his ears again, picked him up, picked him up, and slapped his ass fiercely: "Dead boy, can't you learn to shut up!" ”

The little boy was beaten and cried, and he didn't know what he had done, obviously when adults talked about myths, what fire god Loki, Thor, didn't see any respect, how could he not do it?

In fact, the reason is very simple, adults have never seen God before. But today, what they see is probably the myths and legends they talk about on weekdays...... That's going to be a shame.

Beatrice walked out of the house, already wearing the Green Feather Dragon Scale Armor, but the helmet was straddled around her waist as a backpack, and some of her personal belongings were placed on it.

At the same time, she carried a wide bone sword behind her back, and Beatrice had to bend over to her side before she could carry it out of the door.

The greatsword came from the strongest part of the three-headed wyvern's wing bones, and was first spliced with their own shape to the point that it would not easily fall apart even if it was not processed, and then welded and reinforced with solid, thick steel.

In the process of grinding and inlaying with steel, the original white bone of the keel gradually oxidized and changed to a harder-looking brown.

Beatrice carried it on her back, and could feel its heavy weight, and with this weight, a rush of impatience rose in her heart.

I really want to get stronger and fight with the best dragon bone sword in the village.

Just as Beatrice was imagining the future, she noticed that the eyes of the people in the village were all looking in one direction, and she also turned her head to look, and suddenly noticed the cloud dragon in the sky.

"That's ......"

Beatrice frowned in confusion, but a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

After all, the invasion of the wyverns was very strange in itself, and she had actually been curious about the reason why those wyverns would invade the offshore sea.

If that spectacular sight is the culprit...... I'm afraid that only teachers can solve each other's problems.

Beatrice clenched her fists, feeling her powerlessness deeply.

Obviously, the pursuit of strength is to get rid of the sense of powerlessness, but the difficulties came too quickly, so she didn't have time to grow.

Fortunately, Beatrice was not a troubled person, she turned her head and looked at her father, who was also looking out the window, and said in a deep voice: "Dad, I don't know what kind of monster it is, now I'm going to go to my teacher and ask him if he needs to pay attention to this." ”

Originally, Quilk was reluctant, but when he saw this scene on the horizon, he finally realized that this world might be more dangerous than he imagined.

If that cloud dragon is a creature, I'm afraid that the creatures of the entire island will not be enough to stuff the other party's teeth.

This kind of mythical monster, I'm afraid that only that extraordinary existence named Si Chen can deal with......

Quilk shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Go, I can't protect the tribe, the future ...... Maybe it's really up to you, little girl. ”

Beatrice was not complacent, and she only laughed at herself: "Do you rely on me to ask Master for help?" That's a big role for me. ”

With that, she finally turned and left, heading down the mountain to another peak.

Quilk looked at his daughter's back and was silent for a long time.

"I'm such an incompetent father."

The leatherwoman who sewed the dragon scale armor for Beatrice, when she saw Beatrice leave, entered the house.

Hearing Quilke's words, she said indifferently, "But you might be a good chief." ”

Quirk was stunned for a moment, looking at the other party, but heard the leatherman add, "Anyway, it's better than the previous dead chieftain." ”

Quilk was speechless before nodding after a moment: "That's right." ”

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The so-called lookout mountain runs a dead horse.

Zhang Zicheng looked at the long snake in the skyline, although he was mentally prepared for the other party's distance, but he didn't expect that under the system's calculation, it would take him more than an hour to come to the side of this huge long snake at a speed of nearly Mach 12.

But it's not so much a long snake as a huge blue-white wall...... The cloud dragon that Zhang Zicheng was coerced collided with, just like a loser in a game of greedy snakes, and disintegrated in an instant, turning into boundless clouds and mist.

In the clouds, moisture and thunder began to gather, and a storm was about to begin.

Zhang Zicheng didn't want the environment to affect his observation, the golden pill in his body was running, and he spat lightly in his mouth: "Scatter." ”

So all the clouds and mist suddenly receded, scattering the sky, leaving behind a bright and sunny sea.

Jörmungandr seemed to sense something, and his body began to squirm slowly.

At this moment, the sea water that came into contact with its body suddenly began to be huge waves, pushing in different directions.

And as part of Jörmungad's body slowly lifted up and left the seawater, the height of the entire sea surface actually dropped a few points visibly with the naked eye, but the waves that set off it were no longer terrifying.

However, Ye Mengjiad's speed was too slow, and Zhang Zicheng had already known that the other party's head should be in the direction on the left side with its movements, but he didn't look for it, but took advantage of this kung fu to run the golden pill and gather qi into a sword.

A bright light suddenly appeared on Zhang Zicheng's fingertips.

Zhang Zicheng lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly a crimson light clinged to it, as if a layer of red blades were attached to the lightsaber.

Although the amount of spiritual energy is not as good as the true qi that Zhang Zicheng cultivated during this time, as he consciously polishes it, his output ability is constantly improving, which is far from being comparable to the techniques run by the true qi.

With the development of True Qi, Zhang Zicheng has realized one thing - this spiritual energy is definitely not a low-dimensional specialty. Or to be more precise, the low-dimensional psionic energy must all come from the power system spread in a certain high-dimensional system. It's not even a mapping, an impact, but a real one from a higher dimension.

Because the true qi refined by the aura will still be different with the quality of the aura in the world, it is impossible for Zhang Zicheng to absorb the true qi in the low-maintenance true world to cultivate. But as soon as his spirit came into contact with psionic energy, he instantly gained the relative strength of ordinary psionic energy holders, which showed that the personality of psionic energy was very likely to be higher than that of the earth dimension.

It's just that the psionic energy will perfectly adapt to the user's strength according to the user's mental power. In the lower dimension, the Galactic Empire, which uses psionic energy, is the main ...... of the universe This in itself shows that the potential of spiritual energy should not be underestimated, so Zhang Zicheng did not cultivate his true qi and forgot to develop spiritual energy.

Zhang Zicheng didn't hesitate too much, and struck out the sword technique attached to the spiritual energy, slashing at the pale giant snake that was like a moat.

Let's see if your own extreme output can shake the mythical creatures of this universe.

If you can shake it, you can consider looking for the Norse gods that match each other later.

If you can't......

Zhang Zicheng's face did not change, and he asked the system in a calm tone in his heart: "How far is my current distance from the pocket space?" Wait a minute, don't think so, remember to help me navigate. ”

(End of chapter)