i turned into a monster

Chapter 193 The truth!

The summer is hot and the trees are full of shade.

Cicada's voice came from every corner of the woods, making the summer even hotter.

Even, when some cicadas flew through the sky, they would urinate a little, making people feel like it was raining.

At this time, under a big tree.

A young cowherd boy lying on the ground, covering his eyes with two leaves, felt the nourishment of the rain.

He licked his lips, a little sweet.

"Well, chicken legs, delicious."

He babbled in his sleep, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Anyway, the cow will not get lost if it is tied to graze nearby, and the rope tied to the cow is long enough, so the cow has a lot of room to move around and can completely eat.

The life of a cowherd boy is so comfortable.

"Little brother."

Just then, an old voice sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it was more ear-piercing than the annoying cicadas around, like thunder on the ground, waking up the cowherd boy.

"Who is it!"

The cowherd boy stood up in surprise, and looked angrily at the direction of the sound, only to see an old man in ragged clothes standing under a big tree.

His beard and hair are all white and his face is unkempt.

"Beggar?"

The cowherd boy frowned, subconsciously clutched the dry food bag at his waist, and said very bluntly: "Let's go, let's go elsewhere for food, I have no money."

After finishing speaking, he added: "There is nothing to eat."

The old beggar smiled kindly and said, "Hehe, little brother, you misunderstood. I don't want your things. I just want to ask you a question."

"What's the question? Ask quickly, and leave immediately if you ask!"

The cowherd boy waved his hands impatiently, his eyes were wary, and he always felt that the other party was greedy for his dry food.

Seeing this, the old beggar didn't get angry at all.

He smiled and asked: "Little brother, everything in the world has parents, but I am the only one who doesn't have parents. Who do you think I was born?"

The cowherd boy was taken aback.

At this moment, trigonometric functions, astronomy and geography, and the universe and starry sky seemed to appear in his mind. It seemed that infinite knowledge was running in his mind, and everything in this world was within his calculations.

Obviously, he used all his strength to feed, and it can be said that he was scratching his stomach.

In the end, he murmured, "Mother gave birth?"

Well, that was the only answer he could think of.

"Mother gave birth?"

The old beggar's body trembled, and he froze on the spot. His eyes were in a trance, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Beggar? Beggar!"

The cowherd boy was startled when he saw the old beggar standing still, thinking that the old man died here suddenly.

If this person is dead, he will not be able to tell when the government investigates, and he may suffer disaster.

"Hahaha, mother gave birth, mother gave birth! Hahahaha!"

At this moment, the old beggar suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He was trembling all over, and then he raised his hands high, with tears flowing down his face.

"This... this old thing, he must be a lunatic, right? No, I have to go quickly and stay away from him. "

The cowherd boy looked at the old beggar who was dancing, and felt a little nervous. He moved towards Niu'er without any trace.

Soon, he came to a crooked-neck tree, untied the ox rope, and prepared to secretly lead the ox away before the old beggar could react.

"Wow!"

However, he took a few steps away, and the old beggar suddenly appeared in front of him, which startled him.

"you you you you……"

The cowherd boy's face turned pale, and he spoke incoherently. His legs were trembling, and he almost peed out.

Monster, it's a monster!
"Hehe, little brother, you are destined to be with me, let me give you a fortune."

The old beggar said with a smile.

Then, before the cowherd boy could react, he patted the latter's head with his right hand a few times, only to see the light flashing, and the cowherd boy slowly fell to the ground.

"See you in my dream."

The old beggar smiled meaningfully, and then turned to leave.

"what."

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky, his gaze seemed to penetrate time and space, and he was looking at another person.

wow——

The next moment, a figure in white clothes and white hair appeared in front of him, it was Bai Ze.

"Baihu Shenchao, Bai Ze, I have met senior."

Bai Ze cupped his hands slightly towards the beggar old man, and at the moment just now, he had confirmed the identity of the beggar.

This is the saint from the Suzaku God Dynasty.

The beggar old man didn't speak, he stared at Bai Ze for a long time, and then said with some doubts: "It's strange, I have never seen you before, but I feel very familiar, as if... We have a deep intersection."

Bai Ze's pupils shrank slightly!
In fact, he also felt this way. Before, he thought that the other party had used some supernatural power, which unknowingly affected him.

Now it seems that is not the case.

And the other party is a saint, the supreme powerhouse, since the other party has said so, it is unlikely to be an illusion.

At this moment, there seemed to be a thunderbolt in Bai Ze's heart.

Because in the depths of his mind, a vague memory appeared, it was about the Lord of Mythology, and about the other two Lords of Mythology.

He vaguely remembered that he once used his own image as a carrier to reflect the two mythological masters who had returned to nothingness.

Those two masters of myth... seem to have been assimilated by "variables".

This memory was originally blurred, but at this moment, when I met this old beggar, it suddenly became clearer!
He took a deep breath and said in a very unsteady voice: "Is it possible... We have met outside?"

"What outside world?!"

The eyes of the beggar old man suddenly shot out an incomparably bright light, which was so fierce that it seemed to be able to cut through the universe.

He teleported to Bai Ze, stared at Bai Ze for a moment, and then asked breathlessly: "You also think this world is fake, right? You are also the Lord of Myths!"

Bai Ze subconsciously took two steps back.

Although he often doubted it, there was no real evidence, so he couldn't be sure.

He thought for a while and said, "I have entered the illusion of the Lord of Myths and experienced part of the life of the Lord of Myths. Those who have experienced that illusion will more or less imagine that they are the Lord of Myths."

"No, it's not fantasy!"

The beggar old man shook his head, and said a little excitedly: "Others may be fantasy, but you are not, and neither am I! Because we are indeed different!"

"what's the difference?"

Bai Ze looked at him suspiciously.

The beggar old man waved his right hand to the sky, filled with mysterious power, as if isolating everything from the outside world, and then said in a low voice: "Didn't you realize that your path of cultivation is too smooth?"

"I checked your past just now. In the past 1 years, you have been very lucky. All kinds of opportunities will come to you and let you advance by leaps and bounds. There is no obstacle. It is only a matter of time before you become a saint."

"In fact, my experience is similar to yours."

"It's not only me, but also the saint of your White Tiger God Dynasty, just like you, the three of us are the same kind of people."

Bai Ze's face became serious.

The beggar old man continued: "After I became a saint, after millions of years of deduction, I finally confirmed one thing-the so-called chances on our way of cultivation are just a cover!"

"The reason why our strength keeps getting stronger is because the power of our own mythological master is rebounding."

"In other words, even if we don't practice, our strength will continue to increase, and we will eventually reach the level of a saint. And those so-called opportunities just make our process of becoming stronger more reasonable and dispel our doubts."

"But according to my deduction, the various laws of this world, as well as various resources and environments, make it impossible for a saint to be born!"

"In this world, the quasi-sage is the limit."

"The reason why we can reach the realm of saints is that our own strength is rebounding, as if part of the water overflowed from the top of the dam."

When Bai Ze heard this, he asked in surprise, "The dam? A part of the water overflowed? You mean... our power was blocked by the dam?"

The old beggar nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "After a long period of time, I have used various methods to finally clear up my blurry memory. I vaguely remembered that it was the variable that assimilated me."

"The so-called assimilation is to take away everything from me, and my power will be controlled by it, just like a dam, blocking my power inside."

"However, how majestic is the power of the Lord of Mythology? It can be said to be endless, without beginning and end, and without end. Even if it is a variable, it cannot completely stop the flow. No matter how blocked it is, a part of it will eventually overflow."

"A part of this overflow will reach the level of a saint, and the variable specially arranged some opportunities for us in order to dispel our doubts."

"In this way, we will feel that we have become so strong because of enough opportunities, and we will not think in the direction of the Lord of Myth."

There was a huge wave in Bai Ze's heart, his eyes were moved, and then gradually calmed down.

After a long time, he asked: "Have you said these words to the saint from the White Tiger Dynasty?"

The old beggar smiled wryly and nodded: "I said so."

"But he didn't believe you, instead he said you were crazy?" Bai Ze said with a strange expression.

The beggar old man shook his head, his expression became more bitter: "No, he actually believed it, but he chose to deceive himself and others."

"why?"

Bai Ze asked with a frown.

The old beggar sighed, and said quietly: "Because...even if we know the truth, we won't be able to get out."

(End of this chapter)