037, You are my only god

  037, You are my only god

  Lin Ke was so shocked that he forgot to open his mouth, staring at Ah Mon's staff with a face that suddenly turned bright red, his hair standing on end, and humming in his nose for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

  Amon walked over and placed the staff in his hand, Link only then came to himself, kneeling on the ground and paying respects: "God Amon, am I not dreaming?"

  At first, Ah Meng gave Meidanzuo a divine stone, and Link was so envious that he almost drooled. Unexpectedly, this staff had seven divine stones inlaid on it. He is now also a three-pole god technique master, of course, understanding that the staff itself is more precious than the divine stone if it can be inlaid with seven divine stones.

  Money is secondary, in this primitive tribe, money is not needed at all, such things are the small tribal chief's long-cherished wish.

  He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the staff, and while paying respects to Amun, he rubbed his eyes again and again, holding the staff in his hands. All he heard was Amun laughing and saying, "I promised you, it should have been given to you two months ago."

  Lin Ke looked at the staff with trepidation, swallowing hard and saying: "But it's too precious, how can I accept it? You'd better keep it for yourself."

  Amun smiled and waved his hand: "Things must have their uses, a miner can't wield several large hammers at the same time, you lack a real staff, and I have other staves... I've been here for almost two years now, such a long time you've been treating me and my cat to fine wine and food, all the clansmen regard me as a deity, I think this little gratitude is not enough."

  Link hastily shook his head and said, "No, no, no, how can you talk like that? Even if we sold all the good things in our clan, it wouldn't be worth half the price of this staff... Since you have another staff, I'll take this one temporarily, thank you for the blessing of Ahmon God"

  "Alright, speak up! The staff is yours, take good care of it... This staff has the special feature of having no attribute differences, can amplify various divine technique effects, and its activation speed is very fast, far surpassing that bone stick of yours. But you must be careful, when practicing divine technique power normally, don't use the staff to cheat, only use it as a help when mastering divine technique skills."

  Lin Ke nodded excitedly: "I remember, you've said it before, when practicing strength, try not to use my clan's authority rod. Actually, I feel that using or not using is about the same, but having a magic rod is different. From now on, I'll definitely pay attention... Mei Danzuo hasn't come for a long time, probably because he's at home practicing his divine techniques in seclusion. If he sees this magic rod, I wonder how envious he'll be."

  "Lin Ke, this staff is for you to cultivate and cast divine techniques with, not for you to show off. You used to envy Mei Dan Suo, now you want Mei Dan Suo to envy you? If that's the case, I'd rather not give you anything."

  Lin Ke was taken aback, and hastily replied solemnly: "Your reminder I will definitely remember, cherish it and never show off again." Then he carefully hugged the staff into his arms.

  Amon suddenly stretched out his hand, and from nowhere he took out a crescent-shaped long-handled axe that shone with a silver glow in the firelight. He handed it to Link: "I'll give you another weapon. In this deep mountain forest, an axe should be the most useful. You're not only a divine sorcerer but also a three-pole warrior, so you should have a decent weapon."

  Lin Ke took the axe, and his eyes were about to well up with tears, not knowing what to say. Ah Mon also didn't seem to want to waste words, waving his hand: "Sit down, today I'll teach you some new things, only saying it once, you must remember carefully."

  Amon taught Link various mid-tier divine magic, the same as what he had just obtained from the Great Earth Chakra, without holding back anything. This included the techniques for crafting various divine artifacts, which were also passed on to Link. For over a year now, Link had been studying writing, and Amon was a bother even to the gods.

  Not only that, he also taught him the intermediate body technique, but Amun himself was not good at martial arts, and only told Link the most basic way to practice his body technique, mainly to enhance the power of his body and blood. Finally, he said solemnly: "Link, I have awakened a two-sided power in you, which is different from other cultivation methods. You are not only a warrior but also a magician. What is a magician? I think you already know, don't you?"

  Lin Ke smiled: "Of course I understand, but in my tribe, who has these scruples? You are the divine spirit, Ah Meng"

  Amon said with a straight face, "It doesn't matter here, no one will hold you responsible for secretly practicing divine techniques. But if one day you go outside the mountain, you can't easily reveal your identity, so I remind you not to show off that staff. Your purpose in learning divine techniques is to grasp mysterious powers, not to show off to others."

  Lin Ke nodded and shook his head, his brain was almost spinning like a whirlwind. He quickly nodded again: "I remember, Ah Meng Shen, do you have any other orders?"

  Amon's expression turned serious and he said solemnly: "The most important thing to entrust, you can only cultivate the divine technique in the way I teach."

  He said this sentence for a reason, Bell summarized the path to becoming a divine spirit, and the body technique and divine technique must go through various tests in order. Ahmon is passing it on to Link in this way, hoping that he will follow this path and not make other deviations or mistakes. The old madman once lamented that if the road was wrong from the beginning, the farther you walk, the harder it may be to return to the right path.

  Amon found it difficult to explain the reason to Link, these were his secrets. But Link didn't ask either, and with a similarly solemn expression, he raised his fist in an oath: "Amon, you are my only god."

  This remark was interesting, but looking at Link's serious expression, Armon was stunned for a moment and wanted to laugh, but ultimately nodded solemnly: "Understanding it this way is also possible, it helps to make your faith more firm. Tonight I will leave here, hoping you can practice well and take care of the people of this tribe."

  Lin Ke was taken aback and took a step forward, his eyes wide with surprise as he asked: "What? You're leaving already?"

  Amon nodded slightly sadly: "Yes, the time has come, I should go. I can't stay here forever, and there's my own path to explore."

  Lin Ke: "Where are you going?"

  Amun: "I want to travel across the continent, first stop I think I'll go to Barren King's capital to take a look at Maidanjo." He had never been out of his hometown before, although he planned to travel across the continent, but the only place he could think of was Maidanjo, might as well go there first.

  Lin Ke said with a determined tone: "I also want to travel far and wide with you, see the world outside the mountains. But as the tribe leader, I need to protect my people. Until the future, when I can choose a qualified successor, I can go out of the mountain... but where will I find you?"

  Amun: "Let's talk about the future later, I don't even know where I'm going to travel. You can wait for me here, or if you really want to take a look outside the mountain, you can go find Meidanzuo, but be careful when going out."

  Lin Ke grasped Ah Mon's sleeve: "You must be careful too." After saying this, he felt that his worry was a bit superfluous. Ah Mon was an existence like a god, almost all-powerful, what was there to worry about? Thinking for a moment, he added another sentence: "Ah Mon God, many people outside the mountain are very bad, you must be careful of them."

  Amon patted Link's shoulder: "Thanks for the reminder, I know, I've seen bad people." He had developed physically very quickly over the past year and was now almost indistinguishable from a robust adult in terms of height. His build didn't look particularly powerful, but it was well-proportioned and athletic.

  Unconsciously, he was already half a head taller than Lin Ke, and the clothes he wore when he first came were no longer wearable. At this moment, he was wearing a leather robe sewn by the most skilled girl in the cave-dwelling savage tribe, lined with coarse hemp undergarments, and on his feet were a pair of finely woven grass shoes.

  The two leather pouches that the old madman had given him looked ordinary, but were very sturdy and durable, and even now there was no sign of wear. Armon slung the large pouch over his shoulder, tucked the small one into his bosom, grasped the iron staff, and left the village under cover of night.

  Xue Dingyan was still snoring loudly, and Ah Meng picked it up from the grass nest and put it in his pocket. For more than a year, Xue Dingyan had been depressed and melancholy, and Ah Meng hadn't heard it meow again, let alone write a single word of divine script. He had tried many times to communicate with this cat, speaking softly and gently, but Xue Dingyan just looked lazy and uninterested.

  Only Link sent Amun to the village, sending him off segment by segment, and couldn't bear to go back. In the end, Amun stopped and said: "You go back, can't always send like this, just walk back from here."

  Lin Ke's eyes were red-rimmed, and he said pitifully: "Amon God, don't forget about me... This year has been like a dream, an unbelievable dream."

  Amon was also very reluctant, he had lived here for nearly two years, the tribe not only treated him as a god, gave him the highest courtesy and best enjoyment that the tribe could provide, but everyone was his friend. At this time, there was suddenly a sound in the tree thicket by the road, the Iron Armor Beast King led four large iron armor beasts out, low growling at Amon with their eyes fixed on him.

  "Amon turned around and said: 'You're also here to see me off? Take good care of the people in this tribe, especially you, Beast King. I'll give you a name - Yun Meng...Yun Meng, I know you can cultivate divine techniques, I will come back to visit you.'"

  The iron-clad beast king can now understand Amun's words, nodding its head on the ground. At this time, Xue Dingyuan suddenly jumped out of his pocket and looked at the distant mountains in the tree shadow, thinking about something. Only Amun knew that he was looking in the direction of the high peak he had been to before, although it couldn't be seen from here.

  "Xue Dingyan, let's go." Amun called out. But Xue Dingyan seemed to have not heard him, still staring off into the distance in a daze, this had been his reaction whenever Amun spoke to him for over a year now.

  "Are you going to stay here or continue following me? Honestly, I really don't want to part with you, but if you prefer it here, then just stay."

  Xue Dingyuan seemed to have a moment of hesitation, but soon made a decision, and jumped back into Ammon's pouch to continue sleeping, it was unknown whether he fell asleep or not.

  Traveling through the mountains at night is extremely dangerous, but for a mid-tier magician like Amun who has mastered the detection technique, everything can be sensed clearly, and there is no difference between day and night. Unless the beasts in the mountain forest are as unpredictable as Schr?dinger's cat, he doesn't need to worry.

  A mid-tier divine spellcaster would hold a respectable position in each city-state of the Tianxu Continent, but Ah Mon, this reclusive mountain magician, didn't understand their customs at all, neither good nor bad habits had he learned, and his path was completely different. For example, a noble divine spellcaster wouldn't recklessly venture into the deep mountains at night, senselessly consuming precious magical energy to cast detection spells throughout the night, not even using a staff.

  This behavior is probably just as unthinkable to many divine arts practitioners as Xue Dingyuan was in Ah Mon's eyes.

  Amon had to cross over mountains and hills to reach the lower reaches of the Yu River, where the desert and river valley plains meet, also the border between Hatti and Balen. Then he crossed the Yu River at a place with wide and calm water flow, and continued on his way to Balen City. This road was very long, Amon walked for half a month before gradually seeing villages in the mountains, not cave-dwelling savages, but residents of the Balen border.

  His straw sandals had worn out, and he put on another pair that Lin Ke had prepared for him. In the village of cave dwellers, only he and Lin Ke wore shoes. They traveled day and night without distinction between day and night or rain and shine. When they felt tired, they sat down to rest and recover their physical and magical strength before continuing on their journey.

  He brought enough food, all sorts of secret delicacies that could be preserved for a long time, including dehydrated wild vegetables and green beans, which were stored in the strange space inside the bone. Every evening, Amun would stop to make a pot of delicious meat and vegetable soup for Schr?dinger, knowing it was his habit to eat at this time. Schr?dinger always looked listless, but he ate every meal clean.

  Half a month later, Armon had almost reached the edge of the mountainous region. He suddenly realized that he might have made a mistake. Along the way, not only did he avoid entanglements with fierce beasts in the mountains, but also avoided other tribes of cave-dwelling savages. For several days, whenever he saw signs of human habitation, he subconsciously skirted around and continued on his way, until now, when he hadn't even come into contact with a single person.

  He wasn't fleeing, but traveling across the continent. Finding Medanzo wasn't his real goal; coming out of the mountains was just to experience more human things. Thinking this way, Armon changed direction and no longer walked in the wilderness, but headed towards the populated area along the Yuandi River.

  It's strange to say, yesterday I encountered several villages in a row, and Amonte deliberately bypassed them from outside the village. However, today I wanted to find a place with people, but after walking for a night, I didn't see any signs of human habitation. At dawn, he heard the sound of running water, and after crossing a mountain, he arrived at the banks of the rapidly flowing Yutti River. In front of him was a grassland and undulating hills, and in the distance, he could see flocks of sheep grazing, just like white clouds drifting across the green plain.

  He finally walked out of the mountain, Ah Meng stretched out his arms and took a deep breath. The open scenery in front of him also made his mood much brighter. Just then, he suddenly heard a woman's crying voice not far away. This sound made him very curious, he had been wanting to find someone, hearing human voices was naturally exciting, but this woman cried so sadly?

  Xue Dingyuan poked his head out of the leather pouch, twitched his ears, and surprisingly furrowed his brow like a human, seemingly puzzled. Then he withdrew his head again and even used his paw to close the opening of the pouch, it was unclear whether he was annoyed or didn't want to be seen.

  After walking through a grassy slope, Ah Meng finally saw a young girl wearing a coarse linen skirt and a pair of straw sandals, sitting there covering her face and crying, with her shoulders still shaking.

  "Why are you crying so sadly? What happened? Can I help you?" Ah Meng asked, standing on the grass slope.

  The girl was startled by his voice and stood up, retreating a few steps in confusion, asking: "Who are you? Why don't I recognize you? How did you suddenly appear here?"

  Amon's appearance was indeed strange, the weather was already very hot, but he still wore a beast skin cloak, holding a long wooden staff that looked like an old man's cane, yet he looked like a young man.

  Amon was also secretly shocked, he swore that he didn't know this girl, but inexplicably felt very familiar, must have seen her somewhere before, but it's impossible to really see her. Seeing the girl seemed to be very afraid, he quickly explained: "I am a hunter in the deep mountains, looking for prey and got lost on the way, I don't know how I ended up here. Can you tell me how to get to the nearest town? If you've encountered any trouble, I can try my best to help you."

  The girl took another step back, subconsciously wrapping her arms around her chest and tightening her skirt, lowering her head in a panic with a hint of shyness, answering: "You, you, why are you looking at me like that?"

  Amon felt that she looked familiar, but it was strange that he didn't know this person at all, and she was the first person he had seen in half a month. He couldn't help but look her up and down carefully, his eyes fixed on the girl. As a young man, this seemed somewhat impolite or had other implications.

  The girl stood up, revealing her face. Ah Meng only then realized that she was very beautiful, whether it was her facial features or her figure, they all had an indescribable shy charm. Although she was wearing a tattered skirt, her skin was extremely tender. The weather was quite hot, and her clothes were slightly loose but very thin, with her arms and calves exposed outside, her skin was smooth and inviting. Looking at her gentle curves, there was almost nothing to criticize, the vitality of youth had a mature air about it.

  She subconsciously wrapped her arms around her chest, tightening her dress and making her breasts bulge out, pushing up the neckline to reveal a sensual cleavage. Her expression and tone were more like an invitation than an interrogation. Unfortunately, Armand had no experience in this regard and didn't react at all, only realizing that staring at her was impolite.

  "He hastily explained: 'You are the first person I've met in half a month, and you look very familiar. I heard your crying earlier and was curious, so I came over to ask. This is a desolate place, why are you alone here? What happened?"

  The girl seemed to be very curious, raised her bright eyes and looked at him, softly said: "My name is Yin Nanna, I am a shepherd slave from the banks of the Yuandi River. My sheep got lost and can't be found anywhere, when I go back I will definitely be punished, waiting for me will be my master's whip... So I'm heartbroken and crying, kind hunter, what's your name? Can you help me find my lost lamb?"