Alan and his uncle sat face to face, but there was a moment of silence.

　　 The uncle did not know what to say after he heard Alan say that he was going out again.

　　 He knew very well that Allen's journey afterwards would not be as safe as he said, but he couldn't stop it at all.

　　 Alan’s brown pupils are deep and calm, but with unconcealable determination.

　　 On the night of the night of the abyss, the uncle had already understood something when he saw Alan's skills.

　　Because the transformation that happened to Allen also happened to his younger brother.

　　 Since then, he has understood that Ellen's path is no longer unusual.

Uncle 　　 took a deep look at Alan, and said nothing to discourage him.

　　 A person with such clear and firm eyes, and a person with such a clear self-awareness, can't do things as soon as his head is hot.

　　 He knows what he lacks, he knows what he needs.

　　 Therefore, what Ellen must decide cannot be easily changed.

　　 Even if they are relatives.

　　 "Are you okay now?"

　　 Uncle suddenly asked.

　　 The silent atmosphere suddenly broke the ice, as if time began to flow again.

　　 Allen replied: "No."

　　 "We will have a good meal together later." The uncle looked at Alan and said with a smile.

　　 "Good, good."

　　 Alan hasn't spoken yet, but the two little guys on him are very happy.

　　 "Good." Naturally, Allen had no reason to refuse.

　　 After all, there is no shortage of time.

　　 Then, Ellen stayed in the room with the big uncle, the big aunt and Dinah Arthur all morning.

　　 There is no boredom, no embarrassment, only a warm atmosphere spreads.

　　 The relatives who haven't seen each other for a long time have been together for a long time, chatting leisurely, as if they have never separated.

After 　　, Allen also had lunch with the uncle's family, and then turned and left the Department of Public Security.

　　……

　　Huhuhu...

　　 The violent wind blows, bringing the bitter chill of the Arctic Ice Sheet.

　　 Tiny ice particles danced in the air, beating on pedestrians like sand and dust, and also hitting the shops on the streets and alleys to make a faint sound.

　　 The sudden violent haze attacked the city in the far north of the empire, dispelling the lively atmosphere that finally became lively.

　　 In such bad weather, almost no one moves on the street, and it is empty and lonely like a ghost town.

　　 da, da, da...

　　 The almost inaudible sound of footsteps sounded amidst the frantic noise, and before it came out, it was already covered by the sound of ice particles hitting.

　　 Allen was wearing a wide-sized winter coat of the executive department, and looked at the ice surging in the air somewhat helplessly.

　　 The weather is really unexpected to change.

　　 sighed inwardly, but Allen didn't feel any irritation.

　　 This kind of weather is naturally extremely bad for ordinary people, and it is enough to make them not want to go out and stay at home without any emergency.

　　 But for Allen, this kind of weather is no better than the continuous spring rain that makes him feel bad.

　　 The ice grains shot in the gusty wind surged toward Allen, but before they reached Allen, they were crushed by an invisible force.

　　Looking carefully, Alan seemed to have a thin windshield on his body, blocking all incoming objects.

　　 This is also a usage that Allen discovered not long ago.

　　 Originally, the ice particles in the air actually did no harm to Allen.

　　Don't say it's Ellen now, even if a new black iron faces this situation, he doesn't even frown.

　　 It’s just that, how can I put it, although these ice particles did not harm Alan, they did affect Alan’s clothes to a certain extent, which made Alan very unhappy.

　　 Although the coat on Ellen is said to be produced by the executive department, it doesn't have any additional additions except a [defense] enchantment.

　　Because it is winter clothes, there is no need for [constant temperature], and because it is winter clothes, that is, wear it when going out, so I don’t even bother to attach [cleanliness].

　　 Therefore, the crushed ice particles hit Allen's body, leaving behind messy dust, and even the blood boiled by Allen instantly evaporated, leaving a small pool of water stains.

　　 So, in order to avoid this trouble, Allen also had to resort to some means.

　　 That is, in this case, Allen almost instinctively let the "potential" that has reached the master level break through the barriers and expose it in the material world.

　　 Alan was still a little surprised at first, but then he also reacted to what was going on.

　　 In the past few days after Allen came back, he was not only regaining control of his body, but also exploring what the "potential" of his long-sword skill reached the master level.

　　Although Alan’s life rank is not yet a silver rank, with the silver’s combat power and the merits of beheading the puppet master, Alan’s current authority is sufficient to reach the second floor of the library management room.

　　 was there too, Allen found the answer.

　　 The process of practice is the process of life evolution and sublimation of essence.

　　 This is something Allen knew from the beginning.

　　 However, when Allen went up to the second floor, Allen also knew a lot of more secret knowledge.

　　The black iron step is to continuously sharpen itself, reach the limit of the black iron step, and then find hope in despair, look for the possibility in the impossible, cast the power of miracle, and become silver.

　　 But Allen only knew the concepts of Black Iron Step and Silver Step, as well as the general abilities of these two levels, but never knew what the Silver Step’s practice philosophy was.

　　 That’s right, the philosophy of practice, or the core of practice.

　　 He only knows how to reach Silver, but he doesn't know how to practice the Silver Steps and how to reach a higher level.

　　 It’s just that all the doubts have been answered in the past few days of reading.

　　 The practice of the Silver Step is actually very simple, it is to continuously deepen the ability to control the power of its own miracles, which is also to continuously deepen the fusion of the soul and the body.

　　 Then, when the soul and body are almost fused to the limit and cannot deepen anymore, under some wonderful opportunity, they will achieve the ultimate leap and cast the immortal stigmata.

　　 This is the core idea of ​​the Silver Stage practice and the guiding idea of ​​how to reach the Golden Stage.

　　 sounds a bit similar to the silver stair that has created miracles, but the inherent difficulty and the implications are not the same.

The practice of 　　 can be divided into five aspects: spiritual body, mind, and skill.

　　 respectively refers to the soul, body, will, skill, and origin of life.

　　Whether it is a fighter or a spellcaster, the practice in the Dark Iron Steps often only focuses on the soul or the body.

　　 When the soul or body is tempered to a limit, it is necessary to break through this limit by forging the power of miracles and reach a higher level of life.

　　 This is the process from black iron to silver.

　　 Of course, the souls of the black iron casters have not yet awakened, and they actually tempered their spirits. It's just that the spirit is also part of the appearance of the soul. In a sense, exercising the spirit is also strengthening the soul from the side.

　　 Then, when a professional reaches the Silver Stage, the level of his practice will be broader.

　　 From a one-sided soul or body, it becomes a five-in-one spiritual body, skill, spirit, and common development.

　　 Of course, it’s not that the black bargaining-level transcendents have not touched other aspects at all, but compared with the aspects they majored in, the growth in other aspects is minimal.

　　For example, skills. Everyone will learn all kinds of skills after they are born, whether extraordinary or ordinary.

　　It's just that the corresponding skills of the Dark Iron Rank Transcendents are much worse than those of the Silver Rank powerhouses.

　　 A basic proficiency level, a general expert level, can this be compared?

　　 The strong of the silver rank not only enhance the fusion of the soul and the body, and enhance the power of miracles, but also polish the spirit and will, continuously improve various skills, and thicken the source of life.

　　Only in this way can they increase their chances of advancement, and only in this way can they let themselves not leave any regrets.

　　 Because the quality of the immortal stigmata and the natural ability of birth are closely related to these.

In layman's terms, the strength, purity, essence of the soul, the strength of the body, the level and type of skills, the strength of the spirit will, the difference in beliefs, the difference in the essence of life, etc., everything a person owns is raw materials. .

　　The process of advancing to the golden level is the process of casting a finished product-immortal stigmata through these raw materials.

　　The casting of immortal stigmata is not limited to materials.

　　 Everything that a person owns and everything it represents will be merged and sublimated in this process.

　　 So, there are no two identical stigmas in the world, nor two identical talents.

　　It's just that the quality and amount of materials will affect the quality of the Immortal Stigma.

　　 Although there is no strict division, the quality of the immortal stigmata is different.

What 　　 showed to the outside was the degree of mystery of the stigmata, and the strength of talent.

　　 Of course, I have seen this. Allen is naturally very curious about the ability of the golden rank, and also continued to search for this knowledge. It is also at this time that Allen suddenly discovered the essence of "potential".

　　 The symbol of the silver rank is the awakening of the soul and the power of miracles.

　　The symbol of the golden rank is to cast immortal stigmata, and the spiritual will interferes with reality.

　　 And this point coincides with certain characteristics of "potential".

　　 To put it plainly, "potential" is the manifestation of spiritual will in the material world, and it is also the product of a mixture of spiritual will and murderous power.

　　 Golden rank powerhouses, their spiritual will has been extremely strong, even if their skills have not reached the master level, they can forcibly manifest the material world and interfere with reality.

　　 As for Allen, he lacks spiritual will, but has created another miracle. Through the master-level long-sword technique, he has become the achievement of "mental reality interfering with reality" by trick.

　　 There is no difference between the two, but the road to the same destination is different.

　　 Of course, although there is no difference between these two methods, there is still a huge gap between Allen and the Golden Rank powerhouse. It is impossible to say that Allen can directly compare to the Golden Rank powerhouse now.

　　 What kind of dreams are you talking about? Daydreams are not so hilarious.

　　 Although it is the same ability, but the basic quality is different, which creates a difference in ability intensity.

　　 Allen can now rely on the current strength of attributes, without the blessing of miraculous power, to compare silver with the skill of a master long knife, which is an extraordinary achievement beyond ordinary people's imagination.

　　 If you go directly to the sky in one step, you can compare the strength of the golden rank.

No need to say anything. Allen dared to wave across the empire almost now. After he had collected 800 points and made up for his life defect, he would dare to be hard-headed with the old school instead of being so stubborn. Live.

　　 Alan shook his head a bit funny, and the chaotic thoughts began to return. Looking at the familiar portal in front of him, Alan suddenly became a little uneasy, as if he didn't know how to face the next scene.

　　 He straightened out his collar a little nervously, and looked at his clothes.

　　 After everything was ready, Allen also sank his heart and rang the doorbell on the door.

　　 Ding Dong, Ding Dong!

　　 The crisp doorbell rang from the mouth of the door of the villa, making this quiet snow curtain even more lonely.

　　 Allen stood in place, his left hand in his pocket seemed to be stroking something, and his right hand hung to the side at will, but there was a sense of embarrassment that there was nowhere to put it.

　　The snow flies down toward the earth cover, seeming to want to dye the whole world a deadly white.

　　 The surging ice particles rushed and rushed around, tumbling endlessly, like a mad dragon dancing in this quiet and restless area.

　　 Alan, dressed in black, stood motionless in the lonely snow.

　　 It's just that his eyes become distant, as if he is thinking about something.

　　……

　　 "Ellen, what do you think of that girl Zarya?" The big aunt who was eating suddenly asked, with some unexplainable expectations in her words.

　　 Alan, who was picking up two small vegetables, suddenly stopped, and then some of them replied without knowing it: "She, a very very cute girl."

　　 Allen put the meat in Dinah's bowl and turned around casually.

　　 looked like a casual glance, but he took the actions of everyone around him into his eyes.

Uncle 　　 still eats his own food for himself, and doesn't seem to notice the abnormality on the table.

　　 It’s just that the uncle, who used to eat vegetables and drink, never touched the glass of wine after the aunt said this.

　　 The eldest mother looked calm at this time, but she had a hint of eagerness and anxiety.

　　What is urgent? What are you worried about?

　　 Alan was a little surprised, with a vague premonition, but didn't want to know the final answer.

　　 "Everyone eats, we finally get together." Allen smiled and greeted everyone.

　　 Seeing Alan's behavior, the uncle didn't say anything, just picked up the wine glass again.

　　 The eldest aunt glanced at the eldest, and she seemed to be sulking and began to bury her head in eating.

　　 In this way, the long-awaited reunion family dinner is coming to an end in a weird atmosphere.

　　 Just when Allen thought this would pass, the uncle raised his head and drank the spirits in the glass.

　　 The uncle with an old face but extremely bright eyes put down the wine glass and looked directly at Alan.

　　 "That child, I have looked for you 5 times during your absence. The most recent one was 9 days ago."

Uncle 　　 didn't say anything embarrassing, but just told the established facts as if they were straightforward.

　　 It's just that, I have killed many monsters ~lightnovelpub.net~ and have experienced a lot of life and death. Even in the face of the puppet master, Alan, who has never shown a half-feared look, is really at a loss at this moment.

　　 He knows the intentions of the elder mother, and he also knows the meaning of the eldest uncle.

　　 It’s just, but he doesn’t know how to do it.

　　 It is true that Zarya is a very good girl. Whether it is from his memory or from the short contact, he can clearly draw this conclusion.

　　 But, he couldn't give himself a decision, give the other party a definite answer.

　　He has many enemies, he has to face many dangers, he has to experience many life and death, he will fight and fight fiercely in this world.

　　 No matter how much confidence he has, he doesn't know if he can survive all of this and survive.

　　 How can I dare to enter the flowers when I am poor, how can I dare to mislead my family?

　　 Finally, after the dinner, Allen did not give his own answer.

　　 It's just that, under that calm, how many hearts are surging but no one knows.

After 　　, the elder uncle and the eldest mother did not mention the matter again, as if nothing happened, they said goodbye to Allen.

　　……

　　 Allen's thoughts suddenly retracted, looking at her as beautiful as usual, but her face paled a little, Zarya seemed to be not well rested, smiled and said, "Long time no see."

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