You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 185 [Bear] Uncle Danger
After receiving their rewards at Beixue Tower, the young men went back in high spirits. Jiang Qiu also walked back carrying the [Beixue Spear] and a complete set of armor.

His eyes were deep, and he recalled in his mind the words that the old witch had told him privately before he left.

“Ever since the name Beixue appeared, the tribe has been working hard to break through the seal of the northern realm. However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and now the tribe can’t even produce warriors at the Jade Tendon Realm, and the goal is getting further and further away.

However, among all the races favored by Heaven, there will always be chosen ones like you every thousand years. Your souls may come from various complete worlds, and you regard the Northern Realm as a place of trial. You ignore the seal and strive to pick the fruit of enlightenment on the top of the mountain in the Northern Realm.

As long as you can pick the fruit of enlightenment, there will be a chance that the seal of the Northern Realm will be lifted, the ice and snow will melt, and the legendary spiritual charm will be revived. I have talked about these things for a long time. I hope you can do your best to fight for what you want. The tribe and the [Northern Snow Spear] in your hand will protect you before you grow up.

In another three years, the ice in the North Sea will melt, and the ancestral ruins will be opened. All tribes will send people there, and the chosen ones of the human race will also gather there.

You should practice hard and improve yourself as much as possible. If you can gain the recognition of the ancestors in the ancestral ruins and further activate your bloodline, you will have a great chance of winning the battle of the Chosen One."

Three years later, at the ancestral ruins, the chosen ones of the human race gathered to fight for the ancestral inheritance.

Jiang Qiu glanced at the [Beixue Spear] in his hand, his eyes determined: "The battle for the Chosen One is not easy. We don't know the strength of each Chosen One. Only by constantly striving for our own progress can we win and get the ancestral inheritance!"

He clenched his fists, took a long breath, and his steps gradually slowed down. In his eyes, the gate of the courtyard opened wide.

I glanced inside as I passed by. The snow on the wall was still as white as before, the snow on the tiles was still there, and there were only a few messy and anxious footsteps in the yard.

Why.
Jiang Qiu raised the [Beixue Spear] in his hand and walked towards where he lived.

Da da da.
There was a creaking sound of a wooden door being opened behind him, and a clear voice shouted, "[Qiu], you're back?"

Jiang Qiu's right foot just sank into the uncleared snow on the street. He paused and looked back, only to see [Hua] leaning against the gate with a smile on his face. His cheeks were wet, with drops of water gathering on the tip of his chin and dripping down.

The three bright red stripes on her left cheek melted into the water droplets, while her right cheek looked like a pink peach that had just been washed.

Jiang Qiu was slightly stunned: "Didn't you go with the people from the Nanshan tribe?"

"Originally, I had already boarded the Nanshan tribe's car and was going to marry their young master, but suddenly I heard that their young master was defeated by you and didn't want to marry anymore, so they let me go back."

[花] intertwined her fingers and twisted them behind her back, her curled eyelashes unable to hide the faint light in her eyes.

After learning that the young master of the Nanshan tribe did not want to marry, she quietly slipped out of the Nanshan tribe's carriage and hid in her own yard. She neither told her mother nor reported to the official in charge of the marriage.

This is of course against the rules. After all, adult girls are almost always arranged to get married on the day of their coming-of-age ceremony, unless there are special circumstances where they have already been engaged to other tribes.

But she had already escaped, the coming-of-age ceremony was over, the envoys had all left, and she was not planning to get married.
Staring at her fair cheeks with unwashed make-up, Jiang Qiu's pent-up breath in his chest inadvertently slipped out of the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to smile but didn't.

It was a pleasant surprise to see familiar people again, and I felt relieved.

But according to [Hua]'s situation, she would most likely be punished by the tribe, and her life would be more stressful in the future, and she really couldn't be happy: "What are you going to do in the future?"

"I don't want to leave the Beixue tribe in the next seven years. This is where I was born and raised, and I want to continue living here. After I become an adult, I will try my best to exchange for the food I need to pay every month!" [Hua] tilted his head, his big eyes rolling around, as if he was imagining his future life, and he didn't feel the pressure that came with adulthood.

In every tribe, there are strong constraints on marriage. There are almost no adult women who stay in their parents' homes. They often cannot afford the tax pressure after adulthood.

It's easier for men, like a warrior like [Bear], maybe he can make up the single tax by participating in a hunt once, but most women can't participate in the hunting process. They either have their parents' family pay the single tax on their behalf, or they participate in a lot of labor in exchange for enough monster meat to pay the tax.

This is not a wise choice.

But [Hua] didn't care. She had two pairs of hands, two feet, and a distant and unrealistic idea supporting her head, so she couldn't fall.

At worst, after seven years [Qiu] passes away, we can get married again.

I was only 23 years old at that time, not old.

With these thoughts in mind, [Hua]'s smile became even more profound, as innocent as a girl who has not grown up.

Jiang Qiu's pupils trembled and his heart skipped a beat.

Everyone has their own pursuits, and perhaps we should not look at [flowers] with a worldly perspective.

It's a pity that I have lived here for so long that I have taken the public trend as the rule. In fact, in Xia Country, getting married so early would result in imprisonment.
After stopping to chat with [Hua] for a while, her mother came back soon. When she saw her daughter, she was stunned for a while, but didn't say much. She greeted Jiang Qiu and took [Hua] back to the house.

Jiang Qiu also sighed and walked into the courtyard where he lived wearing his armor. Unfortunately, he didn't see Uncle [Xiong]. He was probably hunting with the hunting team again.

Although Uncle [Xiong]'s left arm was disabled, his right hand was still there, and he had long since adapted to the life of hunting with one arm. With his strength close to the Iron Flesh Realm and years of hunting experience, his hunting ability was even stronger than that of the young warriors of the hunting team.

Even though the leader specially approved him to be exempted from paying various taxes because he brought back the Chosen One [Qiu], [Qiu] also chose to continue living here, often bringing back a lot of monster meat, so he had enough food and clothing.

But he still insisted on hunting, saying "If I were not old, I would not give up the cold iron spear", even though he was almost fifty years old.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qiu shook his head helplessly, spread the armor set he had received on the big bed that [Xiong] had asked craftsmen to build for him more than ten years ago, put them on one by one, and stood in front of the ice crystal mirror.

His whole body was impenetrable, and the armor was covered with marks from swords, guns and claws. The tiger-head shoulder armor also had marks from forging after repair, making him look like a general who had fought in battles for years, full of murderous aura.

The old witch Zhu said that there were no more than ten sets of this full-body armor in Beixue Tower, and the rest of the people could only receive basic breastplates, arm guards, and knee pads to protect only key parts.

"Wearing this set of armor, I should be able to withstand the bites of mid-level monsters. My defense ability is comparable to that of the Iron Flesh Realm."

Jiang Qiu tapped his breastplate with his fingers, making a dull sound.

Tatata!
Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the house, accompanied by the shouts of a strange warrior: "[Qiu], Brother [Xiong]'s hunting team was ambushed by the demon tribe during the hunt. He was surrounded while trying to cover the escape of other warriors!"

(End of this chapter)