The temptation of the golden mask is indeed irresistible. Anyone who masters the golden mask can be called an existence comparable to gods. It can create illusions, control corpses, transfer memories, and hide whereabouts. Which of these is not a power beyond ordinary people's cognition
However, in my eyes, the golden mask is like a poisonous snake hidden in the sleeve, which can be released to bite others, as well as myself.
Besides, I don’t have the means to control the golden mask, so what if I forcibly accepted the shamanic inheritance? Who knows, I might end up being replaced by the will of the shaman.
I looked for the golden mask to cure my hidden illness, but now I am deeply afraid of the golden mask.
I hesitated for a long time before shaking my head and saying: "Although the golden mask is good, I don't have the luxury to bear it. Let's forget it!"
Yelu Deguang nodded and said: "Okay, then I..."
"Wait a moment." Ye Xun said unexpectedly: "I think the golden mask is still useful."
When Yelu Deguang and I looked at Ye Xun, the latter said, "I want to know if the other functions of the golden mask can be abandoned, leaving only the communication of spiritual consciousness."
Ye Xun said: "After I came out of the cave, I saw a golden mask on the ground. I didn't have time to tell Wang Huan before I went up to check. That's when I fell for Dao'er named Xiao and was controlled by him and brought here. If, at that time, I If I can communicate with Wang Huan, this result may not happen."
"I have seen you and Xiao Xiao using masks to communicate with each other, so I want to try to retain the ability of the golden mask to communicate with each other?"
Ye Xun's words couldn't help but make me a little moved. Ye Xun and I went deep into dangerous places twice, but we couldn't communicate normally, and the communication equipment on our bodies was useless. If the golden mask really only retains the function of spiritual communication, it will definitely Get a lot of convenience.
Yelu Deguang was silent for a while and slowly stood up. He reached out and took out a wolf-shaped mask from near the throne. He then took the long knife from Ye Xun's hand and split the mask into two halves from the middle with one knife. "This wolf mask is The King's Mask is my favorite one. He has been with me for many years, and I know him very well. Now I will split it into two, which is equivalent to destroying the consciousness in the mask. You can take half of it each, as long as They are not too far apart and can communicate with each other.”
"Thanks!"
After Ye Xun took over the mask, Yelu Deguang said: "Brother Wang Huan, you and I got to know each other. We will be separated soon, and I must leave you some thoughts."
Yelu Deguang said: "You have lost your sword. I happen to have a precious sword made by a famous craftsman here. I will give it to you as a souvenir!"
As Yelu Deguang waved gently, a gap opened in the stone wall in the distance, and a square water tank made of crystal slowly came out of the gap driven by the mechanism.
I could only see a piece of blood-red liquid through the sink, and nothing else.
While I was frowning, Yelv Deguang had already spoken: "You have the power of a tiger and a leopard, but you don't have the bones of a tiger and a leopard. In other words, your muscles and bones cannot withstand your greatest strength."
Yelu Deguang is right. I also found that the strength of my bones does not seem to match my own strength. When fighting with opponents, I will often be shocked to the point of severe pain in my muscles and bones. Even if I hold a long knife, I will sometimes be shocked. My hands were numb, and I even doubted that if I punched a hard place with all my strength, I would smash my fist.
Yelu Deguang said: "The crystal tank contains the blood of tigers and bears that I snatched from the shamanism. I can bless the blood on your body and help you strengthen your muscles and bones. Once successful, your hands will become extremely hard, comparable to Swordsman. However, the process is very painful. Do you want to try it?"
I was about to nod when Ye Xun suddenly said, "What if we fail?"
"Both hands are useless!" Yelu Deguang said: "I won't advise you to try. A person's life is full of gambling, ranging from gambling on money, gambling on life, and gambling on luck. Others may be able to intervene in the outcome, but I can’t decide for you whether to gamble or not. The decision of whether to gamble or not is always in your hands.”
"Wang Huan, don't bet. You are strong enough now. As long as you don't run into top experts, there won't be any surprises." Ye Xun looked at me with a lot of meaning in his eyes. He was not just worried that I would have my hands disabled. , he didn’t trust Yelu Deguang either.
Yelu Deguang is the only shaman in this sea of Pingtian. Although he and I are brothers, Yelu Deguang is after all a heroic talent and the emperor of Liao Dynasty. Each generation of emperors grew up in the blood of the palace, and being merciless and ruthless was a characteristic of an emperor. Who knows what Yelu Deguang will do
I couldn't see the expression behind Yelu Deguang's mask, but I could imagine that he was smiling and saying nothing.
I was silent for a moment and then strode towards the blood tank: "I made a bet. People can't stand still, can they? I may still be able to survive for a few days with my strength. When I encounter a bigger crisis, I will be able to survive again." What should I do? I can't wait for you to save me every time, right?"
I was talking to Ye Xun, who also held down the handle of the knife without saying a word. He was guarding against Yelu Deguang.
Yelu Deguang disapproved and walked to the blood tank: "Just put your hands into the blood tank. Remember, no matter how painful it is, don't touch it. The Miantian sword is in the tank. If you accidentally touch the blade, your hands will immediately All broken, even if you survive the severe pain that pierces your blood vessels, your hand will be useless."
Yelv Deguang said in a deep voice: "The Sword of Miaotian, the day it was made, has never yielded to anyone, not even me. Many people think that the name I gave the sword Miaotian means: holding the sword in my hand , despise the world. In fact, it is me who is despised by that knife."
The emperor is called the Son of Heaven, and is even mythologically said to represent the will of heaven. Yelu Deguang compares himself to the sky, which is in line with his character. Who would have thought that he would be self-deprecating in naming his sword Miaotian
Yelu Deguang said: "In order to surrender the sword, I once asked the shaman for help. But they rejected my request. The conflicts between me and the shaman began to accumulate slowly from then on."
"But I was unwilling to give up a magic weapon, so I found a Taoist priest. He sank the sword into the blood of tiger and bear, and told me that the blood of tiger and bear was the sword to test me. If I could absorb the blood of tiger and bear, With blood, I can get the sword; otherwise, the sword will never come out."
Yelu Deguang smiled bitterly and said: "Although Mie Tian makes me excited, I don't dare to try it. Although the sword is good, I don't want to be an emperor without hands."
Yelv Deguang's voice deepened and he said: "It is one of my regrets that I failed to obtain Mie Tian. Since God allowed me to meet you, why not try to see if you have such a chance? Start when you are ready!"
I walked to the blood tank, took a deep breath, and put my hands against the edge of the blood tank into the blood. Within a moment, I felt as if countless steel needles had penetrated my skin, and the blood The reality of the blood in the tank came to life and suddenly penetrated my skin.
I originally thought this was the limit of pain, but I didn’t expect that this was just the beginning. Just a moment later, I felt as if my hands were pressed into a frying pan and being cooked by the boiling oil. It was an unbearable pain. I yelled loudly on the spot, but I still pressed my hand firmly into the blood tank, as if this was the only way to reduce the pain.
Yelu Deguang said in a deep voice: "Hold on, you must hold on. You can look forward to seeing Mi Tian's true appearance to distract yourself."
I wanted to distract myself, but the pain, which was like burning and frying, didn't allow me to distract myself at all.
When my throat was already screaming blood, even greater pain hit me. I felt like all the bones in my body were crushed inch by inch and then reconnected. Then he was crushed to pieces again, and the cycle started over and over again. Not stopping at all.
My mind has begun to become chaotic. The only thing I remember is to press my hand into the blood tank and not move. If I move, I will really lose.
I watched the blood of the tiger and bear decrease inch by inch, and the Mie Tian Sword also revealed its true appearance. The whole body was dark golden and the blade was straight. The blade was three feet long, and the tip of the blade extended forward under the curvature of the moon mouth. About half a foot long, the three blood grooves on the blade were faintly gleaming with dazzling blood. You could tell at a glance that this was a magical weapon specially built for killing.
I don't know why, but when I saw Mi Tian, I felt the arrogance of a knife. He was like a beautiful woman with a stunning face but looked down upon me, unwilling to let me tarnish his sanctity. However, I also felt a glimmer of expectation on her part, she was waiting to be conquered.
When my sight was fixed on the blade, the blood of the tiger and the bear also made a final impact. I can't describe the severe pain at that moment. I can only say that I seemed to have fainted from the pain in an instant, but He woke up from the severe pain again.
After the last drop of tiger-bear blood rushed into my hands, I immediately grabbed the handle of Mie Tian's knife with my swollen and disfigured palm: "I succeeded. Hahaha..."
"Hahaha… "
I was laughing, Ye Xun was laughing, Yelv Deguang was laughing too, they were happier than me.
Yelu Deguang said: "When the sword meets its master, my last regret is completed. It's time for me to go back. That coffin is my destination. I am the only one in the world. I should have a good sleep."
Yelv Deguang's words were filled with indescribable loneliness, but there was also a sense of relief. I couldn't bear to say: "Brother, why don't you have a drink with me before leaving?"
"No!" Yelu Deguang shook his head and said, "Someone is here to pick you up. When you are free, don't forget to come over and see me. Just tell me about the wonders of the outside world."
"Someone is coming to pick us up? Who?" I was confused and Yelu Deguang took out a scabbard: "This is the scabbard I prepared for Mi Tian. It has not been used. I will give it to you now! See you later. "
Before I could speak, I saw red light flashing in Yelu Deguang's eyes, and Ye Xun and I fainted together.