My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 4 4. Crisis
a few days later.

"Big brother, big brother!"

The little junior sister shouted from a distance, holding the lunch box in her left hand, and her right hand was placed in the shape of a small flower, she seemed a little excited, but she restrained herself a little when she reached the top of the cliff.

At this time, the sky is like a golden pillar, falling obliquely from the broken clouds, connecting the deep valley below, and facing the sky above the sky. The young man sat on the ground and watched the waves come and go.

Hearing Junior Sister's voice, Xia Yuan stood up to greet her.

Junior Sister is still well-dressed today, with an extra emerald green rapier at her waist, paired with that slightly tight-fitting outfit, wrapped in a fur cape, she looks both heroic and graceful.

"Eldest brother, today I have prepared your favorite eight-treasure drunken pigeon. It was the seventh brother who went to Tianou City to buy it."

"It's hard for the old seven."

The little junior sister pursed her mouth.

Xia Yuan rubbed her head, said with a smile: "It's even harder for my lovely little junior sister."

The little junior sister snorted arrogantly, and looked at Xia Yuan with a look of knowing you.

Xia Yuan smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The two walked into the cliff cave.

A bonfire is lit.

The little junior sister sat with her knees hugged, broke off the cold branches one by one, and threw them into the fire.

The flames flickered and extinguished.

From time to time, the cracks of the broken branches "cracked" and exploded.

The blazing flames brought warmth to the two of them.

The little junior sister suddenly looked a little sad and said: "Brother, some terrible things have happened recently."

"what happened?"

"Several disciples of Fenglan Academy and Zunsheng Academy died. They were dismembered and hung on branches. Many disciples of Yue Yue Academy were also poisoned. The situation is also very bad.

Father has been nagging for the past two days, looking very disturbed, saying that the six gate arresters from Longjiao City and Tian'ou City in the North were out in force in order to track down the criminals. Without their assistance, the Sea Demon Sect would Even more unscrupulous. "

"It'll be fine."

Xia Yuan rubbed his junior sister's hair, then said in a reassuring voice: "I promise."

"Brother is just a liar!"

Even so, the junior sister's mood has improved.

into the night.

It's snowing.

Xia Yuan looked up and saw the lantern hanging in the cave, and his own state appeared before his eyes:
【Xia Yuan】

[Boundary: Triple Earth Lock]

[Cultivation Method 1: Wuxin Sword Art (Ground Lock Volume): Getting Started]

[Talent 1: Tyrant (Consolidation of state of mind has been completed)]

[Talent 2: Hermit (Consolidation of state of mind - takes three years and seven months)]

His eyes flashed across [Tyrant] full of memories, which is why he left for four years.

The information comes to mind self-explanatory:
Four Years of Mood Strengthening - Completed
——Power 1: Repression, as a tyrant, no matter how strong the rebel is, you can temporarily obtain stronger power and realm than him.

——Strength 2: Locking, locking a target, exerting coercion that exceeds his strength, he can be identified as a rebel, once identified, it cannot be changed for a period of time.

——Power 3: Descending, descending as a tyrant, the degree of descending depends on the obtained power and state.

And after his repeated tests over the years, he has generally measured the specific use:

The "CD" locked by the tyrant is about 5 minutes, and the duration is twelve hours, but if it breaks away from the locked object within a certain range and does not "continue" within 5 minutes, then the power will disappear.

When he was 14 years old, he awakened the talent of this [tyrant], and then went to a foreign country, slaughtering many strong people.

Four years later.
The Tyrant Talent's "Mood Consolidation" has been completed.

"Gold Finger" gave new information:

[Talent 2: Hermit (Mental Consolidation—Takes four years)]

——Power 1: Hidden deep, a hermit will always cover himself well, no matter in the deep mountains or in the downtown, it is difficult to be found.

——Power 2: insight, hidden as deep as the sea, able to distinguish good and bad, and able to judge the good and bad of things related to oneself.

It took him another half a year to realize that the hermit's ability is actually very simple.

The first is "stealth".

The second is "divination of good and bad luck".

At this time, the reason why he looked at this long-lost state was entirely because of a strange feeling in his heart.

Raise your hand.

Grab a yarrow stalk on the stone table.

Concentrate.Close your eyes.

Thinking of himself, he tossed the dark green yarrow stalk casually.

This is an insight technique unique to hermits, and it is also a method of divination.

A sinister premonition suddenly surfaced in Xia Yuan's heart.

The yarrow stalk fell to the ground with a "snap", lay quietly for two breaths, and then suddenly moved.

Obviously there is no force to push it, but the yarrow stem moves by itself.

Chi.
chirp
The yarrow stalk wriggled slowly, then pointed east, wobbled a couple more times, but finally settled down.

The invisible mysterious power attached to the yarrow stem also completely disappeared.

Xia Yuan murmured: "This hermit's strength is really good. You can tell good or bad with a shot, and the yarrow stem points in the direction that can determine good or bad, and the speed of rotation can determine the degree of good or bad."
This time the danger is not great, but if there is a reaction, it cannot be ignored. "

He looked towards the east, squinting slightly.

There is also a mountain road in the east of Bixiaoya, which leads to the back mountain, and he used to go to the back mountain to play mischievously. The back mountain is not a dead end, but a hidden path leading to the outside town.

He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he used to go to the back mountain to practice in the name, quietly ran to that town to be cool, and then came back along the path, so he was naturally familiar with it.

He suddenly remembered the tragic events that his junior sister had said about the few schools that had happened to him during the day.

Get up.

Twisted neck.

The corners of the lips of the gentle face suddenly turned up, and a strange tyrannical aura radiated out. When he stood up from the bronze furnace, a terrifying and oppressive black shadow fell back. The sky and the moon seemed to be afraid of this power, and Covered with black clouds.

dark moon
high wind
"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Since it's here, don't go back."

(End of this chapter)