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

After owning the Golden Pill, Zhang Zicheng found that he no longer needed to pay attention to the spiritual energy in his body and kept moving Zhoutian to temper it.

These tedious operations that require long-term water grinding, after the appearance of the golden elixir, it is like water flowing to a low place. Naturally, the spiritual energy is refined into the true energy that belongs to Zhang Zicheng, and the meridians are no longer needed to participate in the entire process.

Zhang Zicheng guessed that in the low dimension, the Golden Elixir Stage had to gradually abandon the body of the mortal. After all, most of the functions of the mortals are redundant for cultivators. They are organ facilities established to cope with the cycle of grain reincarnation of ordinary people.

The complex and well-versed meridian secrets are undoubtedly a cumbersome operation step. Even if the body of a mortal may have some conceptual bonus to cultivation at the metaphysical level, these unnecessary extra steps will gradually be simplified as the cultivation level improves.

"So...I am really a golden elixir?"

After all, I use the power it produces, and without any complex and mysterious skills, I simply fly into the clouds in the form of output energy. This is not like something that can be done during the Qi training period.

It’s just that I feel that there is not much change in my self, but it’s just that there is an extra set of energy system tools similar to psychic energy but more functions in my body.

Zhang Zicheng was flying in the air, looking at the gradually brighter skyline, and felt a little moved.

How to say it... In fact, this is the first time I am flying with my own power.

But in nearly half a year, I have experienced too many things and countless special experiences. I have had such operations as playing with the universe. It is difficult for him to simply fly high and high.

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

"Um?"

At his current level, Zhang Zicheng was already confident that he would never be confused. He immediately frowned and stared at the horizon with his breath holding his mind.

Then he found that the skyline was really squirming!

However, there are faintly vaguely above this skyline, as if you can see delicate scales.

Zhang Zicheng immediately had some guesses in his mind. After all, the culture of this planet is too close and similar to the earth, but he was a little surprised for a moment, but he didn't expect that this thing actually exists.

Taking Zhang Zicheng's current power system, it is the middle-demon plane, and the masters in martial arts like the Tianlong Ba Division can still be called first-class when they come here.

Under this kind of expressive power... the thing "the big snake that devours the world" actually exists? So how should people on this planet resist it?

This thought just now appeared. Zhang Zicheng shook his head and said to himself: "No, since the world's big snake exists, then the corresponding gods, even Thor, who is destined to die with the world's big snake in Norse mythology, may also exist. This is relative. Perhaps the disaster of the world's big snake itself has no room for ordinary mortals to contact and change."

But Zhang Zicheng still feels that the opportunity to face this world is rare.

After all, this is a low dimension very close to the Earth's dimension. If you can contact those mythical "gods", you may also be able to study something.

Of course, Zhang Zicheng also understood that his power in this world was still limited, and at least he could not overturn the entire continent or drink the water from the entire sea at any time.

In true Nordic mythology, these are all expressive powers of Thor, so Zhang Zicheng thinks it is better to be careful.

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

Go and test it secretly how powerful this thing that is suspected to be the Nordic giant snake in the myth of the earth.

If it can really reach the level of devouring the entire world in mythology, then the self-achievement will have to reconsider the security factor of this world, and it may even go back to the crack space first and then look for new explorable dimensions.

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

Since the samurai sword is not as symmetrical as the sword, when Zhang Zicheng had a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, he flew with the blade facing downwards and stepped on the back of the knife.

Although he started flying, Zhang Zicheng simply used the powerful output ability of the Golden Pill. But now Zhang Zicheng's consciousness, knowledge, and brain computing ability are no longer the same. With reference to low-dimensional martial arts, he has created a trick to fly swords that can be used in high-dimensionality in just two hours.

Zhang Zicheng found the development of spells quite interesting. First of all, in basic theory, it is a little bit like programming, exerting various functions bit by bit, but the process is full of metaphysics and even aesthetics. Every spell that can operate smoothly, the final result is full of mysterious beauty.

The low-dimensional cultivation method can actually be regarded as a "language" in the system, just like programming is also called a language. After translation, Zhang Zicheng found that it has a very high adaptability with the Earth's gossip, which is also the reason why he can easily transform low-dimensional magic.

While flying, Zhang Zicheng optimized the technique. While the speed was getting faster and faster, he turned the wind into a boost.

His speed actually exceeded 340/s of the speed of sound in a short time, but no huge sonic boom was generated. Because the wind around Zhang Zicheng also gradually decreased outward at this speed.

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder every time the ancients described immortals and gods, they had descriptions such as calling the wind and rain."

Wind, or air, has a great impact on speed. Forcibly breaking through the sound barrier consumes too much kinetic energy, and spends a small amount of true energy to speed up the surrounding wind energy. Not only will it not lose any speed, it can even go further. It can also slowly smooth out the impact of breaking through the sound speed on the environment. It has to be said to be a very elegant and fast way of flying.

However, although the sound will no longer be rude, visually, even the Viking tribes far away in Iceland can see that the clouds in the sky are like being driven by something, gathering forward and converging, like a long and long dragon.

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

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

The main thing is that the huge long snake gathered by the clouds, which is in the opposite direction to Iceland, which does not cause panic, but hesitation and wonder.

A little boy suddenly spoke, "What is that? Could it be Yemenggard?"

Hearing this name, the little boy's mother's face changed. She grabbed his ear again, picked him up, and slapped his butt: "Damn't you learn to shut up if you die!"

The little boy was beaten so hard that he cried. He didn't know what mistake he had made. Obviously, when adults talked about myths, the god of fire, Loki and Thor had no respect for him. Why didn't he 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 that they chat about on weekdays... that must be timid.

Beatrice walked out of the door of the house and was already wearing the green feathered dragon scale armor. He just straddled his helmet as a backpack around his waist, with some of her personal belongings on it.

At the same time, she was carrying a wide bone sword behind her back, and Beatrice almost had to bend over and lean his body to walk out of the door with it on her back.

This giant sword comes from the strongest part of the three-headed flying dragon wing bones. It is first spliced ​​with anchor bolts to achieve the extent that it will not fall apart even if it is not processed. It is then reinforced with solid thick steel welding.

During the process of polishing and inlaying with steel, the original white bone of the keel gradually oxidizes and turns into a harder brown color.

Beatrice carried it on his back and could feel its heavy weight. With this weight in his heart, an impatient momentum arose.

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

Just as Beatrice was imagining the future, she noticed that the villagers were looking in one direction. She also turned her head and immediately noticed the cloud dragon in the sky.

“That’s…”

Beatrice frowned in confusion, but an ominous premonition arose in her heart.

After all, the invasion of the flying dragon itself is very strange. She has actually been curious about the reasons why the flying dragons invade near the sea.

If that spectacular scene is the culprit... I'm afraid that only the teacher can solve the other party.

Beatrice clenched his fists and felt his weakness deeply.

She clearly pursues power to get rid of the feeling of powerlessness, but difficulties come too quickly, making her unable to grow.

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

Quirke was reluctant at first, but when he saw this scene in the sky, he finally realized that the world might be even more dangerous than he had imagined.

Assuming that cloud dragon was a creature, I'm afraid that the entire island's creatures would not be enough for the other party to get stuck in the teeth.

I'm afraid that only the extraordinary existence named Si Chen can deal with this mythical monster...

Quirke shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Go, I can't protect the tribe, the future...it may really depend on you, the little girl."

Beatrice was not proud, and she just laughed at herself: "Do you rely on me to ask for help from Master? Then I have a great effect."

After saying that, she finally turned around and left, headed down the mountain to another mountain.

Quirke looked at his daughter's back and said nothing.

"I'm such an incompetent father."

The female cobbler who sewed the dragon scale armor for Beatres, saw Beatres leave and entered the house.

Hearing Quirke's words, she said indifferently: "But you may be a good chief."

Quirke was stunned and looked at the other person, but heard the female cobbler add, "It's better than the previous Dead Chief."

Quirke was speechless, and after a moment, nodded: "That's true."

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The so-called "Looking at the mountain" means running to death.

Zhang Zicheng looked at the long snake on the skyline. Although he was mentally prepared for the other party to be close to each other, he did not expect that under the systematic calculation, it would take nearly an hour to arrive at the huge long snake at a speed of nearly Mach 12.

But it is not so much a long snake, but rather a huge blue-white wall... The cloud dragon wrapped in Zhang Zicheng hit it, just like the loser in the greedy snake game, collapsed in an instant and turned into boundless clouds.

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

Zhang Zicheng was unwilling to affect his observations. He ran the golden elixir in his body and let out a light voice: "San."

So all the clouds and mist suddenly retreated, scattered in the sky, leaving behind a bright and clear sea with bright sunshine.

Yemenggard seemed to feel something, and his body began to squirm slowly.

This movement, the sea water that was in contact with its body, suddenly began to rush in different directions.

As part of Yemenggard's body slowly rose and left the sea water, the height of the entire sea surface actually dropped a little to the naked eye, which made the waves no longer terrifying.

However, Yemeng Jiade's speed was too slow. Zhang Zicheng had already followed its movements and knew that the other party's head should be in the left direction, but he did not look for it. Instead, he took advantage of this opportunity to activate the golden elixir and gather energy into a sword.

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

Zhang Zicheng lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly a bloody red light climbed on it, as if a red blade was attached to the lightsaber.

Although the amount of spiritual energy is not as good as that of the true qi that Zhang Zicheng practiced during this period, as he consciously polished it, his output ability is constantly improving, far from comparable to the technique used by the true qi.

With the development of true qi, Zhang Zicheng realized one thing - this spiritual energy is definitely not a low-dimensional specialty. Or to be more precise, the low-dimensional spiritual energy must all be spread from the power system in a high-dimensionality. It is not even a mapping or influence, but actually from the high-dimensionality.

Because the true qi extracted by spiritual energy will still differ according to the quality of spiritual energy in the world, Zhang Zicheng cannot absorb the true qi in the low-maintenance world to practice. However, as soon as his spirit touches the spiritual energy, he instantly gains the relative strength of ordinary psychic energy owners, which shows that the person of the psychic energy is likely to be higher than the earth's dimension.

It’s just that the psychic energy will perfectly adapt to the user’s strength based on the user’s mental power. In the low dimension, the Galaxy Empire, which uses psychic energy, is mainly fighting in the universe... This itself shows that the potential of psychic energy should not be underestimated. Therefore, Zhang Zicheng forgot to develop psychic energy without practicing true qi.

Without too much hesitation, Zhang Zicheng shot out the sword technique attached to the spiritual energy and slashed at the pale giant snake that looked like a natural chasm.

Just look at your limit output and whether it can shake the mythical creatures in this universe.

If you can shake it, you can consider finding the Nordic gods that match the other party later.

If not...

Zhang Zicheng's face did not change his expression, and his tone calmly asked the system: "How far is my current distance from my pocket space? If the situation is wrong, please remember to help me navigate."
Chapter completed!