Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 78: The boys are finally here! (6200)

Miles came back from the surrounding Knight Manor with firewood on his back and a bag of carbon fire.

No one cared what was in his arms, because everyone knew that this purple-haired young man had good sword skills, and dead people in the hilly area were nothing serious.

To the west of the gathering place, a rickety grass and wood shack is his current residence. The owner of this house used to be an old mountain hunter with a broken leg. Attacked, shot through the ankle of the companion, let the opponent delay the monster and survived.

Because of attacking his companions, the tribe cut off one of his legs and threw him out of the mountain to fend for himself. However, he survived until the winter of this year with his archery skills, which can shoot birds as well as shoot people's throats. eve.

After his death, Miles took the occupancy of the shack with his sword.

During the struggle, he killed three people from the western region who were also refugees and intended to kidnap Cynthia to intimidate him.

And this Liwei works very well.

"Brother?"

After entering the shed, the man heard a weak girl's voice. The girl with light orange hair was tending the fire in the house.

When she saw Miles come back, she turned her head and smiled and said, "The fire is still alive, and the water in the kettle next to it is warm. Drink it quickly."

"Take a sip first, so you don't catch a cold." Miles bent down and hugged Cynthia, and then began to add wood flowers to the nearly extinguished ashes: "Is no one coming?"

"No." The girl shook her head: "It's too cold recently, everyone dare not come out."

Because there is no firewood and the air is humid, the fire will be extinguished quickly if no one takes care of it, and it is troublesome to start a fire. In addition, Cynthia's physique, going out and being blown by the cold wind is simply ruined, so Meier Si can only leave the girl in the shed.

Of course, he's not that stupid, he thinks killing a group of lawless lunatics can be deterred.

Thus the previous few times, Miles went out on the surface, but actually guarded the side of the house. All the refugees who sneaked close to the shed were killed by him, and their heads were hung under the eaves beside them. Now it is shaking in the wind, intimidating everyone.

When everyone knew that the girl in the shed was the person Miles valued most, no one dared to think of Cynthia.

It is not surprising for such a young swordsman to know that his sister had an accident and slaughtered the entire village, but the knights of Nauman City knew that this kind of thing would only praise Miles for killing well-could it be returned? Really expecting to use the little girl to coerce the swordsman to put down his weapon?

Even if it was possible, they would not dare to gamble. After all, no one cares about their lives except themselves.

It is precisely because Miles knows this that he behaves cruelly and coldly to the outside world.

"Take your life with your sword... hey. Take your life with your sword."

Filled the firewood and started to cook the soup. The young man sneered in his heart as the fire flickered in his eyes.

Be naive about your past.

In Azure City, when Miles imagined that he was wandering outside and asking for life with a sword, he never thought that wandering was such a difficult thing.

At that time, adventure in his heart was a kind of love and hatred, floating clouds and wind, riding a horse and holding a sword under the sun, slashing evil and killing enemies.

But that's fantasy. Life is always so hard.

Today they ate soybean soup. Miles and Cynthia quietly shared a small pot of overcooked soybean soup, and then stayed silently by the stove to rest.

It's a bit strange to say that since the two escaped from Azure City and came to Nanling on the way, neither of them had any illnesses, their bodies were not particularly tired, and they were not even very sensitive to pain perception... ...but it's not all good.

Once while walking a mountain trail, Cynthia's arm was stabbed by a brambleweed, but Cynthia herself didn't feel anything. It was only at night that Myers discovered that there were large areas of blood scabs on the girl's arm , and Cynthia's little face was also pale, and she only realized something was wrong when she was walking wobbly.

This kind of abnormality is really hard to reassure. Miles also tried to cut his own finger with a knife, and he was shocked to find that he had really lost the perception of a lot of pain.

There is a power that resides in their bodies, making them tireless and painful, and can go all the way from the West to the South Ridge... It allows a girl under ten years old to bear all the hardships along the way, but it can also make her People gradually lose control over their 'life'.

"A curse...or a blessing. But it can't go on like this."

The cold wind beat against the thatched shed outside the window, Cynthia was already asleep, and Myers sat silently in front of the fire.

He hasn't had a serious sleep for a long time, perhaps because of his psychic power, his spirit is not exhausted, but his brain and body are in urgent need of rest.

"The anomalies in Cynthia and me need to be solved by a sublimator or even a psychic as soon as possible... I probably have awakened psychic power, so it shouldn't be difficult to find a job."

Miles thought quietly in his heart: "The question is how to prove this? My psionic powers can only be used in times of danger. For example, if Cynthia was almost hit by a falling branch, the branch would deviate towards me , and my physical fitness will also be strengthened - if it is not dangerous, but an ordinary little squirrel throws a pine cone, this spiritual power will not work."

"Do I want other people to shoot arrows at Cynthia? This is absolutely impossible... I don't even understand the nature of my psionic powers, how can I use Cynthia as a prop!"

But the problem is also here - without psychic powers, Miles is just a naive swordsman, he can deal with those refugees and wanderers no problem, really want to be valued and hired by people... still a lot of fire .

Half of winter is over, but there is still half of it. Even if spring came and Miles went to work in the city to earn money, it would take a long time to save enough for the consultation fees for the Ascended Psyker to check their physical problems.

In the middle of this, there are too many possibilities, too many accidents will happen, and if something goes wrong with Cynthia, Miles will never forgive himself.

The destruction of the hometown, the death of the mother, the passing away of the benefactor and the final entrustment... The heavy pressure accumulated on the shoulders of the young man, making him feel half of his body buried in the soil, making it difficult to breathe .

What is the future? Without much life experience, he can only take one step at a time.

Or...

Waiting for a small miracle.

Or a causal necessity.

The next morning, Miles went out to see if he could catch two fish in the surrounding river nests, or go to the dense forest outside the hill to catch some hares and pheasants, but he felt the whole bitter cold Almost everyone in the village became excited and gathered at the head of the village.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

The Fellini brothers who were forced to flee from the southeastern province to hide their debts due to gambling debts to usury came here; Old Chiddorn, whose wife and children's houses were taken away, is also there... There are also some exiled mountain people and other western refugees that Miles is not familiar with.

Almost all the able-bodied and skilled people in Bitter Cold Village gathered at the entrance of the village, looking at a group of fully armed knights with a rare, earnest and longing gaze.

"What happened?"

Myers found a familiar face who had a good relationship and had exchanged food and medicine, and asked him what happened.

"You weren't in the village yesterday, were you?" And the cobbler wasn't afraid of the vicious Miles, after all, every person in Bitter Cold Village died.

He explained to the young man: "Yesterday, Lai'an leader... oh, now it's called Xiahui leader. In short, there is a nobleman who wants to recruit people to open up the mountains in the west, provide food and tools, and also have simple tents ——If you can build the house yourself, then the house will be yours, and the reclaimed land will also have the priority to use it.”

"If you think you have the strength, you can cooperate with the knights to destroy the surrounding monsters, and you will be rewarded according to your merits. At least the price they said is very fair."

"Yesterday they also went to other refugee villages to notify, so give them a day to let everyone think about it - the result is obvious, who can refuse?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this kind of good news, Myers was shocked: "Is the lord's head okay? Half of our village is full of unlucky ghosts, and a quarter of them are playing with their own lives." The rotten people lost, and a quarter of them are simply prisoners who have not been caught... Do you want us to open up wasteland?"

—Are we so honest?

"Yeah."

The cobbler also said with emotion: "No matter what happened in the past, you can forget about it, and everything can start from scratch... To be honest, it really gives people like me a chance to start over."

This honest cobbler has never committed a crime. He is ordinary poor and ordinary unlucky. The furs are all played with and the neighbors have to pay, because the relatives of the food disaster are not happy, and the cobbler does not want to be driven out to lose all his love, so he simply ran to the hills to gamble his life in the winter.

If you can survive the winter and make a comeback, if you can't survive this winter...then leave the bad luck to the next life.

From the looks of it now, his luck should have bottomed out.

"I didn't say you."

Miles scratched his head with his left hand, but subconsciously clenched the sword around his waist with his right hand: "I mean, the lord is not afraid of people like us...he cheated him of money and food and didn't do anything?"

"Are you kidding, Miles? Do you know why our village only has bad guys who cheat ordinary people and idiots who are cheated? Because the graves of those who dare to cheat nobles are two feet high!"

The cobbler looked at the young swordsman with weird eyes, as if he was looking at a fool: "Xiahui Territory is the territory of the nobles of the mountain people-now it is the holy land of their dragon **** messengers... for those who are **** like us People, dare to play tricks with them?"

"Do you still remember the original owner of your hut, Old Parr? He is an ordinary mountain hunter, but he can draw a bow and shoot a squirrel in a tree with his eyes closed."

"Don't talk about those little villains, even if it's you, is it possible that you still plan to escape from the mountain people after committing crimes in the mountains?"

Indeed.

Myers thought for a while, and felt that this was indeed the case—he was a noble lord, with knight guards under his command, no matter how fierce the thugs, robbers and criminals were, could they be as fierce as sublimated ones?

In front of the sublimated nobles, no matter what kind of thugs, they can only farm the land honestly... They are not the same kind of creatures at all!

And... open up wasteland?

At least it's better than staying in Bitter Cold Village and waiting for the winter to pass... at least you can work and get paid a month or two earlier!

Just as he thought, he went back to the shed and told Cynthia the news.

The two brothers and sisters went to sign up immediately.

During the registration process, Miles also noticed an interesting thing.

This team of knights, although everyone knows that they are members of the Xiahui leader, but they themselves call themselves members of the 'Chong Ling Sect', or 'Star Soul Sect'.

This sect has two core teachings 'Asylum' and 'Revenge'.

Asylum, in essence, is that the blood family is the most important thing, encouraging people to take care of the elderly, treat children well, make the family happy, and bravely protect the "life" they want.

Revenge, as the name suggests, is to fight against all enemies who dare to endanger people's happy life, and to punish them justly.

The name of Star Soul is essentially the world view of Chongling Sect: they believe that everything in this world has a soul and spirituality, whether it is machinery or rock, human beings or insects. It is very similar to the teachings of the "Spiritual Tool Church" and "Hall of Souls", and in fact must have borrowed some of them, but the core teachings of the Star Soul Sect have their own unique derivatives.

They believe that even the group of "human beings" and even the "Terra land" under their feet also have an indistinct "collective soul".

Its names are 'Soul of All Beings' and 'Heart of Terra'.

In the souls of all living beings, there is all the wisdom and memory of human beings since ancient times; and in the heart of Terra, there is all the knowledge and liberation that all living beings need.

The two of them are the "true spirit" worshiped by the Spiritual Sect - the essence of protection and revenge, and the "sacred ritual" that brings them closer to the souls of all living beings and the heart of Terra.

The dragon **** is the power of the earth, the dragon **** is the endorsement of Terra, and the real dragon itself is an incarnation of the souls of all living beings and the heart of Terra between heaven and earth—so the belief of the dragon **** is the star soul of Chongling!

According to what people in this sect say, if you practice to a certain level, you can even talk to dead people!

When Miles heard this, his heart suddenly moved slightly.

"Speak to the dead..."

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and he could feel that Cynthia's little hand holding his hand was also exerting a little force.

Yeah, even though his reason told him that this sect was lying and exaggerating...but he was still tempted.

No, not tempted.

It is longing.

Even though he knew there was no hope, even though he knew that what he wanted to do was impossible...but he still wanted to see his mother again.

"Brother..."

Myers heard Cynthia's low voice calling, he was silent for a while, and then laughed: "Of course. Cynthia, we will try."

"But if it doesn't work out in the end... don't be sad."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded seriously. She rubbed her eyes and didn't say much.

The knights themselves attached great importance to the teachings of the Chongling Sect, and even promoted it specially, but the people in Bitter Cold Village didn't care about it, they just saw the favorable conditions for opening up wasteland.

The Cavaliers are also very clear about this, but they still insist on preaching-it is one thing that no one cares, they themselves have to put on the most formal posture.

According to what they said, the reason why they recruited people to open up wasteland in various places is to build the base of the sect from scratch.

For this point, Miles actually fully understands.

Although there are only four major orthodox religions on Terra that are officially recognized orthodox religions, local beliefs, ethnic beliefs, and cults have always emerged one after another—especially in places on the edge of civilization like Nanling, where one or two new ones pop up from time to time. Sectarian new beliefs are really the daily situation.

Especially inside the Mountain People. Although it is said that everyone believes in the dragon god, there are many opinions about how to believe in it. Basically, every tribe is different. This is why the mountain people feel more and more divided in recent years.

There is only the messenger of the Dragon God. Only the envoy of the Dragon God can regroup the core of belief of the mountain people and return to unity.

It just so happens that the lord of the Xiahui collar is Yin En Yinfeng, the young genius who is now well-known throughout Nanling, the emissary who holds the dragon's blood.

So, Miles believes that this sect is definitely supported by the lord behind it, it is very formal and can be trusted.

And, barring the sudden and sudden death of the young lord, it has a bright future in sight.

"Finally, is something good going to happen..."

With this in mind, Miles and many other refugees who wanted to start a new life and were willing to venture into the mountains followed the pioneering team of the "Chongling Sect" and embarked on the journey to the mountains.

On the other side of the road, a small carriage watched these teams from afar.

The winter sun seemed a little dim under the cold wind. A middle-aged nobleman with black hair and blue eyes sat on the side of the rather inconspicuous carriage. He raised the fender and looked thoughtfully at the moving team .

"Interesting."

Viscount Timothy Dikas muttered to himself: "After gaining the leadership on the surface, he immediately started to reform the mountain people's teachings, regained the right to interpret the belief of the Dragon God, and then used a brand new statement Integrating the consensus of the mountain people - shelter and revenge, all beings and the earth, what a perfect teaching."

This noble from the imperial capital who was born in the Imperial Noble Hall obviously knew the actions of Xiahui Ling and the 'Chong Ling Sect' very well in the recent period, so he clapped his hands and praised: "That's the way to do it - no, it can only be done Do this! If you want to reunite the scattered mountain people who have just fallen into civil strife, you must have a new belief to guide their spirit and soul!"

"The ancient dragon **** belief is outdated, so why not deconstruct and strengthen the meaning of the dragon of the earth again!"

"The Dragon God we believe in is a real dragon, but not just a real dragon, but an endless and vast mountain, this infinitely thick land!"

Heaving a sigh of relief and staring at the crowd of land reclamation people in the distance, Viscount Dikas nodded solemnly: "Your Highness and the Second Prince's attention to this young man really makes sense. It is very meaningful for us.”

"It must be both sinking and rising-to make it easy for people to understand, but also to have enough depth for people to examine and deconstruct. It must make people feel proud of their beliefs and have the confidence to preach to others .”

"Well... Your Highness's career just needs this kind of teaching experience that is almost from scratch."

Tymo Dikas, a member of a small aristocratic family in the imperial capital, used to work in the noble court and was appreciated by the great prince of the empire, Carlos Setar. Violations of laws and disciplines) serve as members of the committee.

In the imperial capital, with such a background and position, he can be regarded as prestigious... If he has the third level, he can barely be regarded as half a big shot, and the whole family is proud of him.

Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for a person like Viscount Ducasse to travel all the way to Nanling for the honor of a country noble...but because of the order of the eldest prince and the name of the country noble It's 'Yoon Eun', so he sets off without complaint.

Actually, Viscount Ducasse has always had a high opinion of Yin En: the future master of alchemy, even the master craftsman, the pioneer of new armor and alchemy techniques - this alone is enough for him to come here and do it himself relation.

But along the way, hearing various news related to Yin En, Viscount Ducasse's evaluation of Yin En has also risen all the way.

Not to mention anything else, the fact that Yin En seized the leader of Xiahui, declared himself the messenger of the dragon god, and led the mountain people to defeat the rebels and constructed knights supported by Feiyandi is enough to represent that Yin En is now En is the "real power nobleman" in Nanling second only to the Marquis of Barton - his territory is actually the entire Baisen Mountains, and the people are all mountain people.

A marquis is no better than this.

But the problem is, as an actual outsider, a dragon **** messenger who is 'airborne' without any internal 'roots' among the mountain people, how can Yin En truly grasp the 'potential' of his territory in the follow-up time?

It's impossible to rely on the support of Afud's department alone, or rely on Xiahui's territory to rule all the mountain people in turn, right?

Viscount Dikas walked slowly all the way, apart from greeting the nobles along the way and local noble leaders like the Marquis of Barton, he also wanted to wait outside the bureau to see how Yin En would deal with it this sensitive issue.

And Yin En used a combination of food business and brand-new beliefs to hand over an answer sheet that he was also amazed by.

——Is this really a decision that a sixteen-year-old young man can make? Or, behind him, there is the guidance of the Marquis of Barton or Elder Manya and others?

Rationally speaking, it must be the latter. But Dikas is very clear that it is best not to treat this kind of genius who can advance to the second energy level at a young age and independently design new armor and alchemy skills.

"He may be the future 'master craftsman' of our empire."

Dicas gave Yin En a very high evaluation in his heart: "And my task is to win him into His Highness's camp as much as possible-although the second prince is one step ahead, he can't give His Highness A price that can be given.”

"We've always had a lot of money when it comes to money."

"Master, continue to follow this team?"

In front of the carriage, the accompanying knight asked about the next move.

And Viscount Ducasse shook his head slightly: "I won't follow. We're going back to the caravan - Baron Silver Peak (Alchomont) is waiting for our arrival. There are also many foreign guests waiting for our information."

"Let's go, lead towards Xiahui."

Terra 774, January 29, pm.

Viscount Timothy Dikas, an official from the Noble Hall of the Imperial Capital, and a group of chamber of commerce representatives came to Xiahui.

They brought medals, riches, orders, contracts, and imperial rewards.

And most importantly...

The "goodwill" of Carlos Sertar, the great prince of the empire.

In this regard, Yin En's feelings are very simple.

"I have waited so long for nothing."

Looking at the smoke and dust raised by the convoy in the distance, Yin En, who has been struggling for a long time, let out a long breath, and he showed a kind smile from the heart.

"Guys, it's finally here!"