The Snows of Tasikel

The Snows of Tasikel

Author: female Luo

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Sui Liu inherits the lineage of Ye Alan, the founding hero of the Eastern Red Empire. He is the new Son of Water of the Five Continents. At the age of 17, with the help of Dongchi envoy Si Sheng, he worshiped the Prophet as his teacher and escaped from the control of the Irene Youting Empire.

The protagonist's attribute is a pseudo-forced person with facial paralysis who uses sluggishness to cover up his inner depression, a fantasy adventure drama, and a full-length HE.

Tasikle: Xavier, the son of darkness, and Ye Alan, the son of water, are like brothers, and they are friends of life and death.Ye Alan died inexplicably on the way to suppress the bandits after the war, but Xavier did not arrive in time. He was very sad and created a ten-mile wilderness and snow-capped mountains for Ye Alan as a cemetery. did not come out.In order to commemorate their heroes and friends, the Tasi people named the land Tasikele, which means 'Tasi's most sincere friendship'.

Content tags: Strong Magic Moment Knight and Sword of Heaven's Proud Son

Search keywords: Protagonist: Follow the Flow┃Supporting roles: Si Sheng, Walter, Prophet Ci Yi, Empress Jin, Qing He, Yi Long, Kovri, Lucilia

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"Soil, air, water, fire, trees, soul, day, night."

The voice that came out through the heavy curtains was like a ghost whispering, dragging a long and heavy tone, surrounding the entire building.

The white roof represents the day; the black ground represents the night; the yellow wall represents the soil; the green wall text represents the trees...

Birds chirping in the morning, lengthy chanting, kneeling numb legs, and the metal sound of knights' spears and swords colliding, these are the mornings of the Irene Yutin Royal Penitentiary.

"Praise the great God of Nature." The Great Elder finished his long chanting and read the book, and the surrounding elders also put their hands into their sleeves.

Dozens of soul warlocks bowed down in unison, "Praise the great God of Nature."

These people are the sharp weapons of the Irene Youtin Empire's war-soul warlocks, a group of strange people who can manipulate various natural elements.

"Let's go, the son of the soul stays." The elder waved his hand, and everyone dispersed, leaving only a young man in a white robe.

"Changing clothes." The Great Elder said.

The young man in the white robe nodded and did not speak, as if he was born dumb.

He obediently took off his robe and inner garment one by one, revealing his healthy and well-proportioned body until the whole body was naked.Looking closely, the young man's skin is somewhat sickly pale, and his body is densely covered with cyan patterns as thin as blood vessels.

"Start recording spiritual words." The elder said, his solemn voice echoed in the empty walls.

The recording officer next to him immediately began to record with a pen, and his face was covered with sweat after a while.

After a long time, after the recording was over, the recording officer carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. No matter how long he stayed in this place, he was still very afraid of the Great Elder and these soul warlocks. Use soul art.

He bowed to Great Elder Abid, "Dear Great Elder, the power of the Son of Soul has finally taken another step today, and there is one more spiritual word emerging from him. Judging from the legacy of the holy chapters left over from previous years, it is still With one sentence, this year's Holy Chapter of Water can be completed."

The elders lifted their spirits when they heard the words, and immediately chatted excitedly in a low voice.Great Elder Abed nodded, with sincere relief on his expression, he walked to the Son of Soul, "From today on, you are the elder of my Royal Penitentiary."

The elders were in an uproar. You must know that there had never been such a young elder in the Penitentiary, at least they had never seen such a young elder in their lifetime. However, the son of the soul who received this honor just nodded, with a numb expression and dull eyes.

But the Great Elder didn't care about it, this was exactly what he expected, and it was also the state that everyone expected.

He gave the young man a loving look, took the silver-white robe from the attendant next to him, and put it on the young man with his own hands. It was the attire of the elders of the ascetic monastery. All moved.

"Didn't the emperor say that he would betroth the eldest princess to this son of the soul? The elders of the ascetic monastery are not allowed to marry, the elder is..."

"The son of the soul and the eldest princess? That's impossible, it's just a cover-up... Although the eldest princess also has the qualifications of a soul warlock, she is not the only female soul warlock in this class. After all, the family of the soul son cannot participate in government affairs. The emperor There is only one daughter, the eldest princess..."

"The eldest princess has long been betrothed to Your Excellency Kurzgood."

"I think His Excellency the Great Elder doesn't want the emperor to plot against the Ascetic Academy, so he..."

Abid coughed twice, interrupting the whispered conversation of the elders, he glanced at the elders, turned to face the son of soul and said loudly: "The elders of the ascetic monastery should abide by the rules and not compare themselves. No anger, no marriage, only seeking knowledge and making progress, only going forward bravely."

The elders fell silent, and the son of the soul still did not speak. He bowed respectfully to the great elder.

Abid sighed, and said: "The child of the soul is rare to meet in a hundred years. This time the attribute is water. Although it is not as powerful as the son of wind who died a hundred years ago and the son of fire who never came to this world, the water element is heavy. In meekness and change, this is the gospel of our country.”

When the elders heard this, they all echoed:

"Recently, the power of the Son of Water has increased again, and the completion of the Holy Chapter of Water is just around the corner."

"When was the last time the ancient spirit language on the soul child increased?" The elder looked at the soul child like a father, looking at his own son, but everyone knew that the soul child had become what it is now. The elder himself deserves a lot of credit.

The recording officer on the side bowed and said, "It was the Knights' Loyalty Day last year, respected elder."

"Then we still have to wait for about a year." Abid stroked his beard, "The empire is going to war again... I don't know if the war will end by then."

The Son of Soul, who was standing quietly, lowered his head obediently, but suddenly raised his head when he heard this sentence, as if he had a feeling.

The Son of Soul is a mysterious existence, no one knows what he is thinking in his heart, but neither the elder nor the Great Elder cares, because at least one thing is known to everyone - this Son of Soul has no feelings.

Without emotion, there is no desire. A person without desire will never be regarded as the object of focus.

At this moment, there was a noise from the gate of the ascetic monastery, as if someone was arguing.

"Dear Great Elder, there is an attendant from the palace who must see you. He has brought a message!" The attendant from the ascetic monastery brought in a haughty guy. He couldn't control the volume because he was too flustered. The hall is full of echoes.

"Don't disturb the Son of Soul! He is quietly cultivating!" The Great Elder suddenly turned his head.

The palace attendant, who had an arrogant attitude and insisted on asking the elder of the ascetic to give an explanation, suddenly found that the elder who turned around not only had an extremely hoarse voice, but also had a monster-like pattern painted on his face with oil paint.And it's not just him, all the soul warlocks in the ascetic monastery, including the son of the soul, are painted with such colorful patterns on their faces.

Being stared at by such a group of people who look like monsters and ghosts makes everyone feel timid, not to mention that this group of people do have the power of monsters.

The waiter from the palace had never seen this battle before, and the arrogance brought out of the palace suddenly flew out of the sky, his heart constricted in fright, his face immediately became paler than the recording officer at the side, and he stuttered, "Very I'm very sorry, respect, respected Great Elder, it's like this, His Majesty the Emperor sent an invitation card. This year, because envoys from the Eastern Red Continent came to visit, I would like to let the elders of the Penance Academy Also participate in the memorial ceremony of the Knight's Loyalty Day."

"Is that so?" Great Elder Abed shook his head, without thinking, and opened his mouth to reject the emperor's will, "No, this is against the rules, please refuse Your Majesty."

The waiter had a bitter look on his face, "But Your Majesty, I beg you to..."

Abid interrupted him, "If we went to participate in the sacrifice, then who will do the divination of water and earth this year? The son of the soul? He is far from learning. Only this time of year can be used for divination. If you don't Our divination, what about the country’s farmers? If there is a flood or an earthquake, who will take the responsibility.”

"No, your majesty said that it's fine as long as it appears for a day or two. At other times, the elder can do divination at will, and the son of the soul can't go to the divination. Your majesty said that the son of the soul should also participate."

"Nonsense! This is absolutely impossible!"

"But Your Majesty..."

"Needless to say, please wait for a while, I will personally write a letter to reject His Majesty." Abid paused the scepter unhappily, raised his hand and waved it impatiently, as if driving away some annoying things , the waiter from the palace immediately dared not speak.

Abid snorted, "The elders are all gone! As for the son of the soul, please continue to practice in silence."

The Son of Soul saluted in the direction of Abid, indicating that he already knew, but his eyes were fixed on the attendants from the palace.

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"This is the famous library of the Royal Penitentiary, with a collection of more than one million books. The collection of books on soul art is also extremely rich. Except for holy chapters, most soul warlocks in the world can find their spiritual words in