Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 134 A Weird Breakthrough
"This……"

To say it was smooth, it was indeed smooth. Under the forceful squeeze of psychic energy, the true qi extracted from the low-dimensional aura had no resistance at all.

In addition, Zhang Zicheng had practiced the control of psionic integrity for a long time in order to pass through the cracked space, so the true energy did not flow out at all.

But the end result...

"Am I the one who established the foundation, or formed the golden core?"

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help being a little dumbfounded when he looked at the crystallization of true energy in his dantian that exuded orange copper light and metallic color.

How did it become a pill?This seems to be different from what you said, right?

Although Zhang Zicheng's cultivation method is very different from the low-dimensional exercises, which are basically created by Zhang Zicheng at any time based on the existing conditions, but the gap can't be so far apart, right?
The reality is not a purely numerical upgrade game. Zhang Zicheng can clearly feel that although he seems to have formed a golden core, he has not entered the foundation-building stage of physical and spiritual changes at the same time.

In other words, he is now equivalent to a Qi training monk with a golden core...

So weird.

Zhang Zicheng shook his head speechlessly. Sure enough, there are no predecessors in the water. It is risky to open up a path by yourself. After passing through the peaceful Qi training period, a bug appeared immediately.

I don't know if this bug is good or bad. In short, Zhang Zicheng decided not to practice for the time being, and to sort out his own situation.If you continue to practice forcibly now, and the problem with this golden core is huge, then he is equivalent to boundless water, a tree without roots, and a castle in the air without a foundation. 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 who was trying to find his nose with empty eyes.

Well, maybe this little apprentice I took in will be of some use in the future.

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"Is Beatrice still here?"

Among the Viking tribes, dragon skins are now drying at every door.

During this period of time, they were in full swing, and finally found the light handicraft industry, which has always been rich in resources, in the harsh Iceland, so they have been in continuous production.

Dragon meat is used as supplies and rations, except for the part that was eaten at the beginning, it has already been stored in the cellar with ice cubes, or air-dried, or smoked, or fermented, and it has been stored in every way possible.

The dragon scales were peeled off one by one and inlaid on the original leather armor.However, these flying dragons are not Western dragons in the traditional sense due to their strange appearance, so the number of dragons with scales is actually not many, and it is only because they are large enough that they can meet the material requirements of some armors.

More pterosaurs, most of which either have bare horny skin or are covered in feathers, have their own ways of dealing with them.

Dragon teeth were pulled out to make arrowheads or jewelry, but dragon bones were ground and used as weapons.

Because the Vikings discovered that although the keel is hard and strong, in order to allow these beasts to fly, most of the inside is hollow and very light, which makes them have a lot of monsters in their hands. A stout keel weapon that isn't heavy.

All in all, most of the Vikings who have contributed a lot on the battlefield have obtained a set of personalized armor made of the materials of the dragons they killed.

Among them, Beatrice's blue-feathered dragon scale armor was included.

It was precisely after the complicated scales were finished and sent home by the blacksmith that Quelke frowned and looked at another mountain, unable to help but feel worried.

The female cobbler who brought Beatrice's scale armor threw the armor on Beatrice's bed.It was a very Viking bed, with thick straw underneath and a fluffy bear skin on it, the bear she had killed herself as a child.

Seeing Quelke's worried look, the female cobbler let out a huff, patted his shoulder with her thick and powerful arm, then wrapped her elbows around Quelke's neck, and said disdainfully: "Don't get fat and frown , your daughter is going to be an apprentice to that amazing and powerful warrior, how many children in the village are jealous of this honor."

Quirk sighed: "I'm afraid it's because of jealousy? Although we adults all know that what happened back then was the result of those people's passion and recklessness, but they are also the fathers of many people after all... "

As he said that, Quelke took a step forward, left the shackles of the female cobbler, caressed the window sill, looked at the snow scene outside the window, and said helplessly: "That being said...but in fact, isn't it because us survivors are cowardly? See When the opponent is so strong that it is unmatched, he gave up revenge on his own."

The female cobbler shook her hands impatiently: "Okay, it's useless to say more, anyway, they wiped out those flying dragons and saved the rest of us, so let's make up the merits and demerits. You just think too much every day." , was cut off by Elon's leg back then, and lost the position of chief."

"The merits and demerits are balanced... You must not say this outside, be careful that people will hear the joke."

Quirk curled his lips, and didn't bother to talk about this powerless matter.

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

It was like Beatrice had returned.

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"What did you say? You want to follow that man and leave Iceland?"

Quirk stood at the entrance of the village, his eyes wide open, and the air from his nose nearly blown up his three golden braided beard.

But Beatrice looked at her father calmly and generously, and nodded to confirm the matter in full view of the villagers: "Yes, he can teach me great strength, and can make me no longer powerless about many things, so this This opportunity, no matter what, I will not give up."

Her words were not very forceful, but very casual, like a daily chat, with her usual clarity and vigor.

Because of this, Quelke suddenly realized that he might have to break the dead girl's leg with a hammer to stop her decision.

Quirk felt compelled to try it, and he actually turned and went home for the hammer.

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

Viking children also wear armor, but the thick horns inlaid by adults are replaced by a few animal teeth, which look small and very cute.

A tall, slender girl with dark hair wearing this kind of small horn helmet approached and asked Beatrice cautiously: "Beatrice, are you really leaving? That man looks so dangerous, I always feel unsafe .”

Beatrice sighed: "Where is Iceland safe? Well, it was indeed 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."

In her eyes, the light of determination once again emerged: "In any case, I can't give up this opportunity to gain the power to freely determine my destiny."

Not everyone is 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 looks stronger than Vulcan Power? Can you just slash the sky with an ax and kill countless flying dragons in the future?"

Beatrice scratched her head, although her blood was high before, but after thinking about it seriously, she still laughed and said, "Hey... ahaha, maybe? Or is it only about one-tenth of that level of power?"

Although she wants to become stronger, judging from the practice progress of the past few days, if she wants to reach the level of Master Si Chen, she may not be able to get it down unless her lifespan is tenfold. No matter how you say that kind of strength, it is too incredible some.

Far away, 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 gloomy and gloomy.

This is something that can't be helped, after all, these children watched their father die under the knife of that man.Even if the opponent later eliminated the flying dragon and saved the tribe, the grudges and vague hatred in their hearts would not simply disappear.

Beatrice had already noticed them out of the corner of her eye due to the practice of concentration in the past few days, but she didn't know how to react in her heart.

None of Beatrice's relatives died at the hands of Zhang Zicheng, but the elders she knew... 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 so-called stranger at all.

Therefore, this is also one of the sources of motivation for Beatrice to gain power - when you have no power, you are not qualified to be reckless, and any wrong actions may pay the most extreme price.

Although Zhang Zicheng later wiped out the flying dragon and saved the Viking tribe, the hatred and kindness seem 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.So Beatrice also understood that she had no position to comfort those unfortunate companions, so she could only keep silent.

At this moment, Beatrice only heard a sound of wind coming from behind, and she dodged subconsciously.I saw a white bone hammer supported by a keel, smashing hard on 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 extremely stunned.

Quelke continued to brandish his weapon with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice, "After I break your leg, I will drag you to the door and apologize to Master Si Chen, and say that you accidentally fell off the cliff on the way home and fell With a broken leg, I can’t follow him away.”

As he spoke, he immediately chased after him again.

Beatrice didn't quite know the weight of the keel hammer, and only used her daily experience as a reference, but she didn't expect that her father's attack speed was much faster than she expected.

When she heard her father's words, she felt speechless for a while. She didn't expect the reasons to be so complete, and it seemed that she was serious.

After realizing this, Beatrice's eyes also became serious.

Because obviously, this battle was the first time she decided her own destiny with strength after studying with Master Si Chen.

Now that I have realized it long ago, I have to 'convince' my father with the path I insist on.

So this time, Beatrice didn't hide.

Looking directly at the keel hammer, she realized that its weight was not as heavy as she imagined.

Well... worth a try.

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

Seeing that Beatrice did not dodge, Quelke was also taken aback, trying to restrain himself.He wasn't falsely threatening Beatrice, he really wanted to break his daughter's leg.But this time he rushed to the upper body, he thought that Beatrice would dodge, it was just used to block her evasion route, who knew that this silly girl would actually want to take it hard.

"Oh!"

The thoughts of the two were complicated, but the movements of their hands were extremely fast. The keel hammer hit Beatrice's hands hard... and then stopped still.

Seeing this scene, the people around were shocked in disbelief.

"Kong... catch the hammer with your bare hands?"

Some adult Vikings looked dumbfounded, only the silly boys were cheering enthusiastically.

Icelanders are not noble young masters who read knight novels all day long, but don’t practice swords and guns. They have grown up from fighting since they were young.

Therefore, they have a deep-rooted understanding of the concept of 'weapon'.Even though the Icelanders are very physically fit, when both sides are Vikings, a dagger can often decisively occupy an absolute advantage, not to mention a heavy hammer.

The lightness of the keel is only compared to solid steel of the same volume. This keel hammer repaired from the thigh bone of a certain giant dragon is almost as big as the smaller half of Quelke's body, and its weight is at least tens of kilograms. If you go, even if you are a bear, your head will be smashed like a walnut.

But Beatrice... unexpectedly caught this big weapon easily with bare hands?

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

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

Is this really my daughter?If he closes his eyes, this feeling of wrestling, the former chief Elon himself believes it.

But the muscles on her body are probably not even one-tenth of Elon's!Where did she get her strength?
A look of surprise lit up Beatrice's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the sense of Qi that I had just cultivated had not been instructed by Mr. Si Chen, and I could bring such a great improvement just by forcefully applying it myself!

Beatrice made a strong effort this time, Quelke was shocked, and couldn't hold it steady for a while, the keel hammer was thrown tens of meters directly by Beatrice, and fell directly from the mountainside to the mountain.

Seeing this, Quirk turned his head and looked at Beatrice.

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

Finally, Quirk sighed deeply and bent his back.

He just said softly and helplessly: "Come home with me before you leave, your armor is already ready."

Beatrice froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Oh!" The other children suddenly gathered around, cheering for Beatrice's victory on the one hand, and on the other hand asking what happened to 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 ears and scolded.

Zhang Zicheng looked down at the scene in the high-altitude clouds and nodded.

Beatrice handled it well, and it seemed that she was able to set off on an adventure with herself.

At the same time, the dantian in Zhang Zicheng's body was slowly spinning, and under his feet was...a samurai sword.

What flying sword.

No way, Zhang Zicheng couldn’t find a standard sword for a while. The Vikings’ smelting technology is average. The axes and hammers are actually made of long-handled wood with iron. Their swords are thick and short, more like extended versions. It's even weirder to step on the dagger.

"I didn't expect that this Golden Elixir could actually be used..."

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

(End of this chapter)