It doesn't seem like there's a mystery.
The golden dragon head was like a golden dragon that had just emerged from the ground, and was nailed to the ground by the Chixiao Sword from above.
Whether there was a mystery or not, he had to walk over and reach out and draw his sword.
Coming to the Chixiao Sword, Du Bai took a deep breath and slowly grasped the hilt of the Chixiao Sword with both hands.
"Snort" A puff of white smoke rose, Du Bai's palm ached, and he subconsciously withdrew his hands, and when he looked at it, there were scorching marks on his palms, which showed how high the temperature of the Chixiao Sword was.
The spiritual power surged, Du Bai grabbed the hilt of the Chixiao Sword again, this time there was no white smoke, but Du Bai could still feel the temperature on the hilt, which was rapidly consuming his spiritual power, once the spiritual power was consumed, the palm of his hand would still be scorched.
"Give it to me" Du Bai shouted, poured force into his arms, bent his back slightly, and poured the strength of his whole body into his hands, and pulled back violently.
"Wow" It was not the sound of the Chixiao Sword being pulled out, but the sound of Du Bai taking off his hand.
The Chixiao Sword was still unmoving, and under his force, his hands slipped off the hilt of the Chixiao Sword, and the whole person leaned back.
Du Bai's face was slightly solemn, it seemed that it was not so easy to pull out the Chixiao Sword, otherwise it would not be used as a means to test him.
"If you can't even draw a sword, you're not qualified to have a Crimson Sword."
The faint voice of the Chixiao Sword Spirit echoed in Du Bai's ears.
"I'll definitely pull it out, just to try my hand."
Du Bai replied in a deep voice, it was impossible for him to give up the Chixiao Sword, so he had to draw the sword.
Taking a deep breath, Du Bai's hands slowly grasped the hilt of the sword again, this time Du Bai did not use a strong force, but slowly pulled up the dantian.
As his strength slowly increased, the sword body finally changed, no longer moving, but a trace of loosening.
Du Bai was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest in his hands, and continued to exert his strength, and the spiritual power in the dantian poured out wave after wave.
The shaking of the sword body became bigger, and the smile on Du Bai's face became even worse.
But soon Du Bai's smile disappeared, and seeing that he had exhausted all his strength, the sword body was still only shaking, and there was no feeling of being pulled out.
And at this time, there was another situation, the high temperature on the hilt of the sword had broken through the spiritual defense layer on his palm, and it was directly burned on his palm, and the white smoke with the smell of flesh came out again.
Du Bai felt a heart-piercing pain, but he was unwilling to fail like this, and continued to squeeze the spiritual power in the dantian and continued to pull it up.
The white smoke rose more and more, and the green tendons on Du Bai's face burst out, and his expression became a little hideous.
But the Chixiao Sword was still not pulled out, and it always felt like it was a little bit weak, or it was missing a certain link.
"Ahh Du Bai shouted hard, did not choose to give up, but continued to pull up hard.
"Snort" The flames swelled.
Du Bai felt a sense of relief, could it be that he had already pulled out the Chixiao Sword "Not yet" because Du Bai saw that the Chixiao Sword was still inserted there, and he stood next to the Chixiao Sword, and his hands were not grasped on the hilt of the sword.
"Pain" Du Bai felt a sudden pain in his palms, as if he was being held by a knife and sharpened on it, and that kind of pain would only be known to those who had experienced it firsthand.
Du Bai immediately focused his gaze on his palms, which startled him a lot.
His palms were already bloody and scorched, and his finger bones were exposed, in addition to the indescribable tingling, he also felt stiff, and it was difficult to even bend his fingers. looked at the hands that were no longer formed, and then looked at the Chixiao Sword that was glowing with blazing light and still immovable.
A sudden suspicion surged in Du Bai's heart: Can he really pull out the Chixiao Sword?
"If you give up drawing your sword now, I'll get your palms back to normal.
If you continue to draw the sword, there is basically only one end, that is, the hand is wasted, and the sword still cannot be drawn.
The bewitching voice of the Chixiao Sword Spirit sounded in Du Bai's ears at the right time.
"No, I won't give up drawing my sword," Du Bai blurted out subconsciously.
The main purpose of returning to Earth is to get the Chixiao Sword, even if you stay on the Earth to absorb the power of faith, a big reason is because of the Chixiao Sword.
If he is just absorbing the power of faith, he is accompanying the poems, and the time Xiao Hei returns to the cultivation realm, he can stay directly in the cultivation realm, because he can also absorb the power of faith.
But he didn't, and still chose to return to Earth, the purpose of which was the Chixiao Sword Looking at the hands that had almost been scrapped, and then at the Chixiao Sword that was still not moving, a touch of madness flashed in Du Bai's eyes, he would never admit defeat Squeezing his stiff palm slightly, Du Bai re-grasped his hands on the hilt of the Chixiao sword.
"Snort" As soon as Du Bai's hands touched the hilt of the sword, white smoke rose again, and a pain that was dozens of times more painful than before instantly hit Du Bai.
This time it was no longer a sting in the flesh, but a burning pain in the bones.
Du Bai could feel the finger bones held on the Chixiao Sword, and under the high temperature of the hilt, his finger bones also turned red.
After the redness, the most likely is to be burned and turned into bone residue.
"Ahhh Du Bai looked up to the sky and roared, this was his last chance, if he couldn't pull out the Chixiao Sword yet, he wouldn't have a chance, because his hands were really useless.
With a roar, Du Bai concentrated all the strength of his body on his palms and pulled it out violently "Smack" Du Bai felt a light palm in his hand, and he didn't seem to feel anything.
It wasn't the sword he pulled out, but his hands were completely destroyed.
The bones of his fingers cracked, shattering into countless bone slags, and his flesh and blood turned into white smoke and ashes in the heat.
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He had no hands left, and he failed Du Bai couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, and this result made him unacceptable.
But the answer to regret is very clear, he doesn't regret it, even if he does it all over again, he chooses to do it the same way.
"Even if I don't have a palm, I still have a hand bone" Du Bai laughed and looked at the Chixiao Sword again.
He was stunned at this look, the Chixiao Sword had been pulled out by him just now, and it was falling to the ground, glowing with a dark red light, it should be because he lost his hands, which made him distracted, so he didn't notice it.
"I succeeded" Du Bai's eyes instantly swelled with irrepressible joy, his spirit was relieved, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to be unconscious.
But this is just a feeling, his eyes lit up again, Du Bai saw that he was holding the Chixiao Sword with both hands, the Chixiao Sword had been pulled out by him, and a blood mark appeared on the sword, and he was absorbing essence blood to recognize the master.
It turned out that everything just now was an illusion, his hands were still there, and the sword was also pulled out by him.
"If you give up just now, you will never be able to pull out the Chixiao Sword."
With a few gentle tones, the Chixiao Sword Spirit said slowly. t1706231537: