Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 334: Warm snow (1/3)

This is not an illusory dream, but a kind of future peeked out from one's own foreseeable vision.

During his sleep, thoughts flashed in Yin En's mind. He vaguely felt that this future was closely related to the present him, even closely connected.

He is a prophet, unable to predict his own future, so he used another method to weave a predictive dream from the perspective of dreams and other people.

Six years later.

When Elan grew up to Yin En's age, he finally truly understood how amazing his brother's intelligence and talent were.

It is no exaggeration for Elan to believe that if he trains for another twelve years, he may not be able to catch up with his brother six years ago-whether it is combat skills, knowledge or the ability to make judgments before the battle, he is not as good as his own memory. The elder brother in the middle is not even as good as one hand.

It's not glorification, it's the truth.

He knew better than anyone else that his elder brother could learn alchemy inscriptions without giving up the training of sublimation skills, and even had spare time to cook and teach himself to learn.

And he has done his best just to practice sublimation skills, learn cultural knowledge, and exercise every day. Alchemy and inscriptions can't be said to be beginners, they can only be said to know nothing.

If it wasn't for the good foundation laid by his elder brother back then, at his age, he might not even be able to master math.

Because I lived together back then and experienced my brother's talents firsthand, Elan can always be humble, or examine all his achievements objectively, without any pride and dissatisfaction,

Although this is the case, in fact, Elan can be regarded as another genius among the people of Bai after Yin En.

Under the teaching of Bishop Baiwu, he has successfully condensed the source seed, and his physical fitness has reached the standard.

It will only take a few more days until the receipt from the Holy Mountain arrives, Bishop Baiwu will be able to prepare the potion for him, and lead him on the path of the 'Dawn of Light', the unique heritage of the Huaiguang Church.

Although he has never 'died' once, does not meet the needs of priests, and cannot really join the Huaiguang Church, but the Huaiguang Church is not just an organization with priests. You can act as a cooperator, and as long as you make outstanding contributions, you can also advance within the church.

Xiaoguang Suzhe is an extremely special inheritance. It is neither the true form nor the bloodline, because the true form of the bloodline is originally a 'difference' defined by a group of scholars and sublimators headed by the Huaiguang Church. In fact, the inheritance before this was extremely dependent on talent, and even required practitioners to have psychic powers. It was an inheritance in the true sense that only "qualified people" could practice.

Dawn of Light is such an inheritance. Only psychics can adapt to it. Although ordinary people can practice perfectly after improvements in later generations, it is still much easier for psychics to practice this inheritance than non-psychics. , get twice the result with half the effort.

As it happens, Elan does have spiritual talent. As time went by, his spiritual power was on the verge of awakening, so he was recommended by Bishop Baiwu to practice this inheritance.

But the boy can still sense his brother.

Is this real, or is it my own hallucination? Even Elam couldn't be sure.

After all, Bishop Baiwu really can't lie to himself. Although the other party is old-fashioned and uninteresting, he really tried his best when teaching himself. Shang adopted himself and reached an agreement with Viscount Grant.

In my induction, my brother was still alive, but he lacked the original gentleness and became extremely calm.

Yes, calm.

No matter what happens, no change can make him feel angry, painful and happy... It's just such a calm.

Is my brother really alive? What is the difference between such peace and death?

Elan didn't understand this. After all, he was just a fourteen-year-old boy. Just gritting his teeth to practice and study every day, and trying to catch up with his brother's back had already exhausted his strength.

"Today, let's continue to exercise."

Leaving the house, Elan looked around at the somewhat desolate street in front of him, and couldn't help sighing softly: "The war has still affected Nanling."

Two years ago, Duke Sorin, the Grand Duke of the Northwest, declared his independence with the support of Flameland. This should have been the last straw that broke the empire's western defense line. Plains, reaching the imperial capital.

But I never thought that just three days later, the Flameland fortress group located behind the Great Desert of Flameland also declared independence with the support of the Empire, allowing the Empire and the Alliance of Seven Cities to form a pincer offensive to encircle them. Surrounded by the kingdoms of Nemathus, the front of the army once arrived at Misty Port, the place where the ancestors of Nemathus rose.

—War?

What are you fighting for? If you continue to fight, you will really change your home!

This is an unprecedented strategic change, and everyone is shocked and at a loss.

Grand Duke Sorin finally understood why the emperor ignored his repeated threats and pleas for help. The feeling was that the other party was just planning to use himself to block the peak of Feiyandi, and the real strategic move was still in the north!

The officers and soldiers of the Shining Flame Fortress also suddenly realized why they sweated and bleed for the kings, and as a result, the salary was getting less and less every year, and there were even cases of arrears. The real strategic front, they are just outcasts thrown out to attract the attention of the Empire!

——Fortunately, they became independent quickly, otherwise, they would have been discarded as consumables!

Although the situation is critical, it is not particularly critical. After all, everyone is in a hurry, so it is not really urgent.

All in all, due to the blockade of Grand Duke Thorin, Nanling has indeed lost a lot of trade routes, and the construction of Harrison Port, which was originally thriving, has also stagnated. Many merchants and adventurers who have lived here for a long time have returned to the north of the imperial capital. The Great Plains area, which is the hometown of most of the imperial people.

Elan himself doesn't know much about politics and military power. Anyway, neither Archduke Thorin nor Fei Yandi can enter Nanling, at most they will send people to harass them.

Even if it is really hit, so what? Whoever rules is not rule, it is not true that some people will go over the mountains and run into the mountains and jungles to kill the locals, right?

Back then, the Great Khan of the Royal Court of Heaven unified the three plains and invaded the wetlands with 300,000 elite cavalry. He was killed by the elves who had not formed a federation at that time. The river was dyed red, and the rain smelled fishy.

Even now, there are many parasitic zergs in the rainy wetlands that use the skulls of demihumans as their nests, and even formed a new species of bone zergs. It can be said that the Great Khan was defeated in the first battle The ambitious hegemony caused the two countries to launch a strategic confrontation that lasted for more than two hundred years.

If Feiyandi really wanted to invade Nanling, it wouldn't be a re-enactment of the **** battle of that year, there would always be an effect.

Hoo hoo——

The wind picked up.

The young Bai Zhimin who left the church raised his head and looked at the sky of the South China Sea. When it is in the sea of ​​ridges and trees, it will make this sound like the waves of the sea of ​​clouds.

The monsoon at the turn of spring and summer will blow the heat and water vapor accumulated in the sea to the central continent in the north, forming continuous rain clouds, and these moist water vapor will eventually mix with the mountain peaks and those coming from the north The dry and hot wind collided with each other, and finally turned into heavy rain, moistening the vast land.

This is the ecology of Terra Continent, season after season, year after year.

Grey clouds are gathering in the far sea. This should be a trivial matter for all Nanling people. Similar scenes can be seen basically every day.

But this time Elan instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Not because of any other reason, just because of his psychic power.

His psychic ability sensed...a familiar breath from those clouds in the sky.

The dark clouds of lead gray have gathered, and the sea of ​​low and oppressive clouds is spreading. The originally blue sky and blue sea are covered by these gloomy clouds and mists.

It's like a harbinger of disaster, and the beginning of a dark disaster.

"This is..."

The white-haired boy opened his eyes wide, and the purple eyes gradually lit up with streams of light purple light that flowed endlessly. He took a deep breath, trying to get rid of this oppressive feeling that was about to suffocate.

Elan never thought that when he felt the familiar breath again, he would be so shocked and astonished.

So... admired and feared.

It's like seeing a toppled mountain peak, an erupting volcano, a thunderclap across the entire sky, and an avalanche and tsunami that are sweeping towards you... It's shocking, intoxicating, and timid. kind of fear.

"Brother?"

Looking up at the sky, the black clouds that have spread to Port Harrison and even the entire Great Redwood Forest, the Bai Zhimin boy raised his hand, as if wanting to touch those lead-gray clouds: "Is that you?"

"You are here?!"

The wind did not answer the call.

But tens of seconds later, a mighty "warm snow" descended on Harrison Harbor.