I couldn't see Yelu Deguang's expression, but I could hear the self-mockery in his words.
Anyone who is fooled around by someone who is inferior to themselves will be furious, let alone Yelu Deguang, a great hero of the generation? Perhaps, this was the reason why the Liao shamans were destroyed.
Yelu Deguang's anger has turned into deep helplessness after lasting for thousands of years. He has no other emotions except self-deprecation.
Yelu Deguang said slowly: "The little shaman who I still can't name until now came to me wearing a golden mask. He told me: the human body is just a container, and the real eternity is the human body. The soul is what shamanism often calls 'god'. God is the leader of man. If God is not destroyed, man will live forever."
"The golden mask is the carrier for the host to transfer to the gods. However, not everyone is suitable for the transfer of gods. The host must set three conditions before transferring to the gods. Only those who meet the three conditions can become the new body of the host. This is called Opportunity.”
When Yelu Deguang said the word "chance", it was equivalent to saying that the shaman was lying to him.
Buddhism and Taoism emphasize "chance", but shamanism has no such term. At that time, the little shaman was just trying to confuse the public, but it suited Yelu Deguang's taste.
Yelu Deguang said: "I, as the proud son of heaven, have slaughtered cities and destroyed countries for a lifetime. Naturally, I will not allow mediocre people to rely on my spiritual consciousness. I set three conditions at that time."
"First, the person who sends my spiritual consciousness must be a descendant of the Great Khitan."
"Second, the person who sends my spiritual consciousness must be talented, outstanding, and possess both civil and military skills."
"Third, those who send my spiritual consciousness must be indomitable, perseverant, and have a superior mind."
"If you meet these three points, you can become my successor."
When Yelu Deguang said this, he slightly raised his head and looked at me.
I said calmly: "In the end, you didn't find such a person, right?"
"Yes." Yelu Deguang said, "Although I had doubts about the little shaman at that time, he left the decision-making power to me. I thought that since the conditions were determined by me, why should I be afraid of their interference? As a result, I was wrong. Can you guess where I was wrong?"
I was silent for a moment and then said: "Your conditions may seem harsh, but in fact it is not difficult to meet them. There are millions of Khitan people, and you cannot be the only outstanding one. But you have forgotten one thing, that is, your conditions are too Too general, there is no standard for measurement, and there is no choice as to who should measure it.”
Heroes throughout the ages are judged by future generations, just like some people admire Cao Cao and others worship Liu Bei. The same people and the same things will have different views in the eyes of different people, and even the views of the same person will change due to external factors.
Yelu Deguang had set a trap for himself. Once he got in, he would never come out again.
Yelu Deguang nodded and said, "You are only half right."
Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind and I said, "Actually, your focus in choosing a successor is the third condition, right?"
"Oh?" Yelu Deguang said in surprise, "How can you see it?"
I slowly analyzed: "The reason why you died on the way back to the country was simply because of the internal fire attacking your heart. And the reason why you were attacked by internal fire was because you were a Khitan, or even the first emperor on the grassland to truly take over the Central Plains. .”
"Although the Huns and Turks, the overlords who once dominated the grasslands, were arrogant for a while, no one ever really captured the imperial capital of the Central Plains Dynasty and ascended to the supreme throne. But you did it just ten years after taking charge of the Khitan. So. , you are so complacent and even arrogant."
I changed the topic and said: "But you only sat on the throne for a few months and were knocked back to the grassland, so you have internal fire attacking your heart. The imperial doctor even suggested that your internal fire is too strong and you should not be close to women anymore. , you clearly know the crux of your problem, but you still refuse to admit it. You are crazy and indulgent, just to prove that your approach is correct, and the defeat of the Central Plains is not your personal reason."
I stared at Yelu Deguang closely and said: "Actually, you were already decadent at that time. Even if you could return to Daliao alive, the final result would be that you were unable to recover."
"Unbridled!" When the minister surnamed Xiao was furious, a strong wind suddenly rose in the cave, and the biting coldness came with the wind, like thousands of sharp arrows hitting my vital organs.
I just made a defensive movement and put down my hands, standing there with a calm expression.
Yelu Deguang's fists were suddenly clenched, and the joints made bursts of crisp sounds like broken wood. At this time, Yelu Deguang, who was sitting on the throne like a zombie, moved his body for the first time, which shows how hard the failure of that year had hit him.
The minister surnamed Xiao obviously noticed this, and immediately roared in a deep voice: "Wang Huan, why don't you kneel down and apologize?"
I raised my head and said, "What's my fault?"
"Bold!" While the minister surnamed Xiao roared angrily, Yelu Deguang suddenly said: "Forget it, he didn't say anything wrong. I did that back then."
Yelv Deguang said: "What I fear most is the third one. It is precisely because of this that when I choose my successor, I always let the shaman take action to make him fall into an illusion and repeat my experience of defeat in the Central Plains. It is a pity that , none of them can recover, and each of them is even worse than me."
I shook my head and said: "You have been fooled. There are countless people in the world, but only a handful can withstand such ups and downs. Even a generation of outstanding people may not be able to withstand such a blow, let alone someone who has never been on the throne. Ordinary people who are emperors. Those who can regain themselves from such a blow will definitely become a great emperor as long as they survive. Throughout the five thousand years of China, how many people can be called great emperors?"
Yelu Deguang agreed: "You are right. Unfortunately, I was really obsessed with the authorities at the time. The worse those successors behaved, the more disgusted I became and the more unwilling they were to move their souls. The final test turned out to be my inner demon. , as long as I can't get rid of it, I can't move my soul."
"Amazing!" I couldn't help but admire, "The shaman's layout seems simple, but in fact it allows you to block your own soul-moving path. Their ability to grasp people's hearts is superb!"
I haven’t said a word yet—even if Yelu Deguang turned to other religions instead of shamans, he would get the same result. To put it bluntly, even if a certain religion really has the magical power to make people immortal, they will not let any emperor reign forever.
For thousands of years, there have been countless collisions between divine power and imperial power in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and each had its own victory or defeat. However, what can be judged is that the prosperity of imperial power is not a blessing for religion. The result of the immortality of a generation of heroes must be that religion is forever imprisoned by imperial power and becomes a taboo that can only be held in the hands of the emperor. This is not in the interest of religion itself.
Even if the shamans back then knew that their actions would lead to disaster, they would still choose to sacrifice a huge branch of shamanism to end Yelv Deguang's delusions.
Yelv Deguang nodded slightly and said: "You are right. When the mother became a mother, she realized that she had fallen into the trap. She could only do the next best thing and bury me in the Pingtian Sea to suppress the fate of the Liao Kingdom."
Yelu Deguang sighed and said: "My biggest long-cherished wish at that time was to unify the world and face Canghai in the east. After my mother-in-law, I changed the name of this place to Pingtianhai."
My eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly: "Since you have been buried in Pingtianhai, how can you come back to life? In other words, why is your will still intact?"
Yelu Deguang said: "That is the shaman's revenge. Since I put on this golden mask and was buried in Pingtianhai, the queen mother also imprisoned all eight hundred shamans here to bury me. However, the queen mother did not They were buried in graves, but trapped in the sea of Pingtian."
"Eight hundred shamans issued three curses at the cost of all committing suicide. One is a curse that prevents me from finding a successor and will never be able to escape; the other is a curse that the Khitan clan will be exterminated."
I frowned slightly and did not pick up the other person's words. Instead, I changed the subject and said, "Then why do you send people named Xiao to constantly cause trouble for us?"
"Because I'm too bored." Yelu Deguang said matter-of-factly. "What if you were imprisoned in one place for a thousand years and couldn't find anything else to do except watching the branches and leaves on the trees grow and wither over and over again? , maybe even crazier than me."
Yelu Deguang said: "At the beginning, I had the plan to find a successor, but I gave up this idea a long time ago. For many years, my only pleasure was to make good use of the golden mask to make people struggle and watch them Can we break out of the situation?"
"Decades ago, a group of reckless barbarians broke into Pingtianhai. I played a very interesting game with them, and finally killed them until only three of them were left. I had a sudden idea. , why not let them all out and see what kind of surprise they will bring to me."
"After I let them go, I rearranged Pingtianhai and used a group of half-dead people to create the Xiongzong Camp. As a result, they brought me more and more surprises. I even used golden masks to go to the outskirts of Pingtianhai. I've had a few tricks with you."
So that's it. No wonder I always felt that when Jin Daxian appeared at the beginning, it was like another person was involved. He was not only secretly fueling the flames, but also constantly causing us trouble. He led me astray several times.
But I never thought that the golden mask has a real owner.
I have to say that although Yelu Deguang failed to reincarnate as a human being, he has become a living shaman. He controls the golden mask, which means he controls the entire Pingtianhai. Subconsciously, he has regarded himself as a shaman. God.
It's just that he himself didn't realize this. Once he realizes this, no one can predict what will happen.