i turned into a monster

Chapter 188

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed.

I don't know when, among some famous mountains and rivers in China, there are more mysterious murals and stone carvings.

It's all about mythology.

Mysterious and mysterious.

These murals and stone carvings are all vivid, exuding an indescribable charm-mysterious, profound, and ancient.

Some people even said that they dreamed that they had entered the world inside the murals and went to the clouds and rain with the fairies inside.

"Tell me, who painted these murals? It's so good, it's more real than real."

"It's not a question of whether it's true or not. I've done some research on traditional Chinese painting. What's really amazing about this painting is its artistic conception. It's so high that people can't match it. I don't know what kind of person is capable of such skills."

"This is the wisdom of the ancients!"

In an unknown deep mountain, two donkey friends stopped in front of a huge mural, amazed again and again.

"I don't have a K, I don't have a K..."

Suddenly, one of the people's cell phone rang, and the person looked at the display screen, and then quickly ran to the side to answer it.

Soon, he came back, and said to his companion apologetically, "Xiangzi, something happened suddenly at my house, I'm afraid I have to go back first."

Luo Xiang glanced at the other party's bulging crotch, and probably guessed what the other party was going to do, but he didn't say anything.

He said with a smile: "In this case, then you should go back first, and pay attention to safety on the road."

"okay!"

The man responded excitedly, and then ran in one direction with a look of urgency.

"Hey, you're still too young."

Luo Xiang shook his head, only thinking it was a little funny.

He came out to climb the mountain just to avoid the tigress at home, but his friend yearned for the tiger's den so much.

It's really a drought, a drought, and a flood.

After watching his friend leave, he looked in front of the mural for a while, and then continued to climb the mountain.

He guessed that there should be other murals and stone carvings on the top of this mountain.

"Ding ding ding..."

Not long after, he heard a crisp sound, as if someone was chiseling a stone.

"Could it be carving calligraphy and painting?!"

Luo Xiang was shocked, and then his heart beat faster, and he quickly ran in the direction of the sound.

He walked through a dense forest, and then came to a stone wall.

I saw a mysterious figure in white clothes and white hair, holding a hammer and a chisel, digging calligraphy and paintings on the stone wall.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..."

The man held a chisel in his left hand and a hammer in his right. The striking movements were natural, but the sound made by the stone made Luo Xiang feel in a trance.

Hearing this voice, he entered a state of forgetting both things and me.

His mind was empty, as if everything in the world had disappeared, leaving only the mysterious figure in white, the hands that carved the stone wall, and the words and symbols that kept appearing on the stone wall.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..."

There is no sound around, only the sound of digging stones is constantly reverberating, like an echo in an empty valley, with a long aftertaste.

I do not know how long it has been.

The figure in white finished carving the last word, then turned around slowly.

"what!!"

Luo Xiang woke up like a dream, exclaimed, and looked at the figure in white in disbelief.

"You...you..."

He always thought it was a white-haired old man, but he didn't expect that the other party was so young.

But how could such a young person have such a deep and ethereal temperament, and how could he have such uncanny skills?
So, his first reaction was... hell!

"Hehe, after watching here for so many years, do you only realize that you are afraid now?" Bai Ze said with a meaningful smile.

"Huh? So many years? I obviously only watched..."

Luo Xiang frowned subconsciously, but when he saw the rotten clothes and hiking bag on his body, his face changed drastically on the spot!

"This! What's going on here? How could it be like this?"

He was completely panicked.

He felt that he had only been here for about half an hour, but the clothes and equipment on his body told him that a long time had passed.

Because these things are of very good quality, without decades of wind and sun, it is impossible to rot like this.

"Immortal, you are an immortal!!"

Soon, he came to his senses and became excited involuntarily, and at the same time looked at Bai Ze with some fear.

Because he remembered an allusion.

Lanke people!
It is said that a woodcutter went to the mountain to cut firewood and saw two old men playing chess. He stood by and watched for a while, but when he came back to his senses, the two old men were gone, and the wooden handle of the ax in his hand was gone. It was rotten, and when he returned home, he found that everything had changed, and it turned out that decades had passed.

He suspected that he might have encountered the legendary thing.

But he was not happy.

Because reason told him that meeting a god might not be a good thing—who said that a god must be a good person?

In case of encountering an evil god, the end will be very miserable.

Countless countermeasures flashed through his mind, and finally he took a deep breath and knelt down, imitating the words of the ancients and saying: "Villain Luo Xiang, pay homage to the immortal! The villain accidentally trespassed on the treasure land, please don't blame the immortal. "

"Hehe, don't be cautious. If you meet me, it means that you are destined for me. I won't hurt you."

Bai Ze said with a smile.

He stepped out and appeared in front of Luo Xiang, and asked gently: "You have been here for so long, did you see anything?"

Luo Xiang quickly lowered his head, and said in fear and fear: "No, nothing! Immortal skills are close to the Tao, how can a villain have the right to spy?"

In fact, he saw something.

But he dared not say it.

Because what he saw was too absurd, if he said it, he might be suspected of tarnishing the works of immortals.

"Hehe, it looks like you can really see it."

There was a hint of admiration in Bai Ze's eyes: "What I carved this time is indeed not a good thing. It looks sacred, bright, and magnificent, but it hides hypocrisy, evil, and filth. It is something I hate very much."

Luo Xiang was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "Since you hate it, why do you still want to carve it out?"

Bai Ze chuckled and said, "In this world, there is darkness to have light, and illusion to have reality. Without demons, how can there be gods and Buddhas?"

When Luo Xiang heard the words, he was thoughtful.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Bai Ze with fiery eyes, and begged, "Immortal, it is my luck to meet you in my ten lifetimes of practice, can you teach me some fairy arts?"

Bai Ze smiled and nodded: "Of course."

"what?!"

Luo Xiang was taken aback, and looked at Bai Ze in disbelief.

In fact, he was just trying, and he didn't have any hope at all. He didn't expect that this immortal was so easy to talk.

"Disciple pays homage to master!"

Luo Xiang was so excited that he was about to kowtow to worship his teacher, but an invisible force hindered him, making him unable to kowtow.

Bai Ze shook his head calmly: "I can send you a fortune, but you are not my disciple."

"This……"

Luo Xiang was stunned.

At this time, Bai Ze raised his right hand and pointed at his forehead.

"Om-"

At this moment, the situation in the world was changing, and a great fortune gathered and entered this person's body.

At the same time, the person's body emitted golden light, flickering like breathing, as if he was reborn.

After a while, Bai Ze withdrew his right hand and said in a deep voice, "From now on, you will be the only land god in this world. I hope you will have righteous thoughts and follow the right path, otherwise... heaven and earth will perish and you will not enter reincarnation."

"Follow the law!"

Luo Xiang came back to his senses and nodded excitedly.

"Go, after you leave here, you will forget what I look like, and you are not allowed to come here again, and you are not allowed to mention to anyone that you have seen me."

Bai Ze said calmly.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to answer, he waved his sleeve, and Luo Xiang's body disappeared directly.

"Little friend, is this your way of coping?"

At this time, an ethereal voice came, vaguely similar to Bai Ze's voice.

As the sound sounded, the originally clear sky quickly turned into night.

The stars are brilliant, and a bright moon hangs high on the top of the mountain.

Bai Ze calmly turned around and saw an illusory figure gradually appearing in the open space in front of him.

It was a figure completely condensed by moonlight, and that appearance... was exactly the same as him!
Bai Ze looked at the other person, not surprised at all, and smiled, "This person came by fate. The fate is ethereal and wonderful, beyond the variables. Perhaps, he will be my guide to return in the future, and the opportunity to make a comeback."

"Hey, I hope so."

At this time, another voice sounded, and not far away, another hazy figure appeared.

That figure is actually exactly the same as Bai Ze!
He looked at Bai Ze and sighed, "It took us so long to wait for you, a fellow man, I just hope that you don't follow in our footsteps."

They are the mythical masters who were once born in the earth world, but they are too miserable!

When they became stronger to a certain extent, some unknown variable came and swallowed them up.

They lost everything about themselves, became nameless, raceless, invisible, and existed in endless time and space like lonely ghosts.

No, they are worse than lonely ghosts!

Ghosts can at least be seen, but no one can see them, and no one can hear them, not even the true gods.

They are extremely free, but completely isolated from the world.

This is another kind of cage!
All traces of them have been assimilated by variables and erased.

Only the Lord of Myths can sense their existence and reflect them from the endless nothingness.

They no longer have their own images, they can only be manifested with the help of Bai Ze's image, and only Bai Ze's image is enough to carry them!

Even if it is the image of a true god, it cannot bear the supreme power of the Lord of Myths, and it will collapse directly.

Bai Ze looked at the two of them, smiled lightly and said:

"I'm afraid one is not enough. Naturally, the more seeds like this, the better. Please, fellow Taoists, use my image to go to the heavens and myriad worlds once?"

The two were taken aback for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately showed a wry smile.

Everything they have now is attached to Bai Ze, which can be regarded as Bai Ze's avatar, two avatars with self-awareness.

Two avatars of the Lord of Myth level!
"Hehe, there really is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Using your portrait, I actually want to work for you."

(End of this chapter)