The Resonance of All Dharmas of Red Dawn

The body wakes up before the consciousness. He looked down at his young, unscarred hands—he was back. Back to the age of seventeen, back to the world he thought he would never see again. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw an announcement. The selection list of the Glorious Holy See. My sister's name is on it. Everyone in the town said it was a great honor. Kant sold everything he could at home that night, and disappeared into the night with his whole family before the papal envoys entered the village. Destination: Wind Breath Territory. Kant knew two things on the first day he arrived in Oak Town: the land was short of water, short of food, and short of everything. But he also discovered one thing - everyone in this world is bound to a magic soul when they are born, which remains unchanged for life and cannot be learned, taught or changed. And he can. He can see the paths of power flow in other people's bodies. He can learn other people's magic. The Holy See is after them. The ruins are related to the Holy See. Wind Breath Territory will not always be so poor, nor will it always be so quiet. Kant was in no hurry to run. He picked up a shovel, walked to the wasteland outside the town, squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, rubbed it and looked at it - it could be planted. Then he looked back at the dusty low houses behind him, thought for a moment, and said something that was not addressed to a certain person, but to the area: "First pass the water. Then plow the land. Then plant things. Step by step." No one believed he could do it. But at dawn the next day, someone stood by the ditch with a hoe. This is a story that slowly grows up in a forgotten land.