Chapter Ninety-Eight: People Have Two Sides, I Only Gu One Side!
"It's already a simple model."
"The grudge is very big, you bear with it."
The white mask said leisurely, and it felt very strange when it was worn on the face by Li Baitian.
It felt like it was being worn on the faces of two people, something that had never been seen before.
What's even more strange about it is Li Baitian's state, very contradictory, obviously affected by those negative emotions, and even hallucinating, that kind of pain can't be pretended, but it feels extremely calm from the depths of his soul.
It's like a person who is obviously calm to the point of outrageous, but he still has to pretend to be lame and painful.
"This kid's heart is ......"
"I understand, I found a secret that is incredible, no wonder he has no cultivation in his body, no wonder he can face me directly with an empty shell!"
"Someone can do this, I have found a treasure, if I can bewitch this kind of existence, I don't dare to think what level of life I will advance, maybe I will become a real [person]!"
The flames on the white mask were surging, condensing a hideous face, laughing silently.
It saw Li Baitian inside and out thoroughly, and then restrained negative emotions and continuously reduced the transmission of emotions, until Li Baitian just reached the limit of what he could bear.
"That's it, in the future, you can control this amount in the future, you can only bewitch one of him, and not disturb the other!"
"I've lived for so many years, and I've heard of a lot of ruthless people, but it's the first time I've seen someone so ruthless to myself, and this person has a big plan, but I don't know if he will go crazy in the end."
"Jiji, it's better to be crazy, he's crazy, Bai Ye and I will be!"
The white mask was unusually happy, the white flames were surging, and he handed over the leading power to Li Baitian, guiding the other party's mind to control the flames, and finally all the flames converged, leaving only a white mask on his face.
Li Baitian opened his eyes, his pupils turned pure white at the moment, like flawless paper, and after a while, they returned to their original state little by little.
"I see."
He muttered to himself, and the moment he successfully controlled the flames, he realized a lot in his mind.
This white mask is the essence of the heart fire, but the essence is not a flame, but an emotion, all kinds of impulsive and irritable emotions converge together, producing an abnormal high temperature, which is the essence of the heart fire.
To put it bluntly, the temperature of the heart fire is the temperature of emotions, which can be weak and violent.
And the power of the mask is much more than that, the mask has different colors, each color has its own corresponding emotion, can stimulate different degrees of power in the user.
White represents suspiciousness.
Red represents anger.
Yellow represents desire.
Black represents guilt.
Purple represents resentment.
These are the five emotions that have accumulated the most in the mask at present, and they are also the easiest colors to swap at will at present.
"Hahaha, finally, I can have the strength to fight."
Li Baitian laughed, he was about to put the mask away, but after thinking about it, he still put it on.
He didn't take the mask and was in an equal relationship with it, so the power of the mask could interfere with his mind at all times, and others would stay away, but he felt he needed it.
The white color, which represents suspicion, can make him always vigilant, and it is always good to keep an eye on everything.
Li Baitian asked, "Do you have a name?" ”
White Mask: "Just call me Bai Ye." ”
Li Baitian: "Just call you Xiaobai." ”
White Mask shook: "Don't, call me White Mask, that's what I called myself before I was caught by that old man." ”
"The old man in your mouth is Dean Zhang Changsheng?"
"Yes."
"How much do you know about him?"
"I basically didn't know that he suddenly appeared, and the thunderbolt took me away, and I only saw that half of his face was rotten and gray."
The White Mask is surprisingly honest, and there is no such thing as the backlash and temptation of the host, which is often said.
Li Baitian was confused, he didn't understand that Xinhuo, as a master of manipulating people's hearts, cooperated so much for Mao.
You should resist it, let's fight, at least you can feel at ease, you are so cooperative, you are very panicked!
Li Baitian: "You are very special......"
White Mask: "You're also special, you're the first creature to get me without hiding me, I'll change your appearance so you don't get into trouble." ”
After that, the aura of the white mask on Li Baitian's face dissipated, and the lines on it were not as strange as before, and they became almost exactly the same as ordinary masks.
"Happy working together!"
……
The disciples under the mountain still don't know what happened.
They felt a sudden relief from their bodies, and the endless torture against the spirit suddenly disappeared.
There is no more power to affect the spirit.
"It's the heart fire that is gone!"
"Really...... Taken in by him! ”
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can anyone accept the fire in their hearts?"
"Quickly report to the sect, this is a big deal!"
The disciples were in a mess, staring blankly at the figure descending the mountain, shocked.
Xia Yan, Ye Gucheng, and Situ Xiaonan also widened their eyes, their faces were full of disbelief, they really did it, and it barely took much time, how long did that person stay at the top of the mountain?
A few minutes?
After chatting for a while, I took down the heart fire, where did this freak pop up?
"Hey, boy, I haven't settled accounts with you just now......"
Ye Gucheng deliberately stepped forward to stop Li Baitian, he wanted to know how the other party did it.
Li Baitian was too lazy to talk nonsense, took out the scumbag sister token and shook it: "Do you know?" ”
"Elder in Xia Zheng Yishu, Li Baitian, the same generation as your master, when you see me in the future, you want to call Elder Li respectfully."
"If anyone treats me with disrespect, I will put on small shoes for him in the future and disgust him."
Li Baitian said the righteousness of the crooked and heretical ways, as if what he said was the truth, and all the disciples were stupid to hear it.
Wearing small shoes, disgusting people, is this something that can be said in a grand manner?
Are the current elders so direct, they don't even pretend?
Shouldn't these operations be done secretly?
Could it be that they have been in retreat at the Heavenly Burial Peak for too long and can't keep up with the times?
"Wait, I've been in Xiaoyao Peak for so long, but I've never heard of you as the number one person!"
Xia Yan's eyes were not good, as a true disciple of the peak master of Xiaoyao Peak, he would not be afraid of a young elder.
Not to mention anything else, just because Li Baitian was able to subdue the secret of his heart, he believed that his master would also be very interested.
Li Baitian was about to speak, when the voice of the white mask suddenly came from his mind, full of bewilderment: "You pat him." ”
He was a little stunned, what are you doing filming people?
Bai Mask urged again: "You pat him on the shoulder, Bai Ye will show you the power of the mask." ”
Hearing this, Li Baitian bowed slightly, flashed to Xia Yan's side, and without waiting for his reaction, his right hand gently patted his shoulder, and in an instant, Xia Yan's pupils were dilated, his eyes were dull, and he stood motionless.
Seeing this, the people around were shocked, fearing that it would be damaged, and they stepped forward to call one after another.
After a while, Xia Yan came back to his senses and looked at his body in a daze: "Just now, what's wrong with me?" ”
The disciples were at a loss, they didn't know what kind of magic Li Baitian had cast with his gentle pat.
Ye Gucheng's face was full of resentment: "As an elder, he actually attacked your spiritual power, Brother Xia, you check it to see if your spirit is damaged!" ”
Situ Xiaonan, who had been silently observing, took out a piece of enlightenment tea leaves, let Xia Yan hold it in his mouth, and said softly: "That's a flower shoot, he has completely mastered the flame." ”