90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 154: Lost

How many years did Ye Bei live?

In the endless years, it was not known how many acquaintances had asked him this question!

90,000 years?

That was just casually speaking, to add a concept to one's lifespan.

The so-called 90,000 years, for Ye Bei, was just a matter of snapping a finger, just like mortals divided time by 24 hours. In Ye Bei's concept, 9 was the number of extremes, which symbolized infinity, nothing more.

As for the specific answer, in fact, even Ye Bei couldn't remember it.

Since the birth of the earth?

Or, since the birth of this universe?

Even if the entire universe was still in chaos, he already existed?

The long flowing river of time had been flowing for too long, too long until Ye Bei had forgotten why he was on this planet.

In the beginning, he was living illusory and aimless, but in every period of time, he constantly looked for pleasures that were not easy to detect from the boring life.

He had seen batch after batch of people, seen one thing after another.

He became more and more numb to it.

As time went on, there was nothing more that could make his heart waver.

He thought about leaving this planet.

However, in the midst of the darkness, it seemed that there was some force pulling it. If he couldn't find the answer, the huge universe was still no fun for him.

In addition, in terms of memory, Ye Bei was also terribly powerful.

But even so, there were still many things that would still turn into nothingness with the passage of that long river, and it was difficult to find a trace.

But

Ye Bei would definitely not forget the major events that had happened in every era and every period of time.

At least the one thing closest to him, Ye Bei was still fresh in his memory.

Ninety thousand years ago.

The earth once was born in an age of mythology.

During that time period, the human lifespan was calculated in thousands.

After becoming an immortal, the human was able to master various natural forces.

They could fly in the sky.

They could escape through the earth.

They could be thunder and lightning.

Of course, even in that era, Ye Bei was still independent of the world.

It was during that time that Ye Bei hid in the world in order to kill his influence.

That time, Ye Bei had hidden for thousands of years.

When he appeared again, he found that the whole world had completely changed.

The era of mythology was over.

The gods and Buddhas in the sky disappeared without a trace.

The magnificent heaven that countless people had longed for had become a ruin.

There were a few bones in the ruins.

Over the past 90,000 years, Ye Bei had deliberately explored the mystery of the disappearance of the myth, but in the end, he gave up for various reasons.

Today in this Pyramid, seeing this stone made his thoughts drift far.

For a long time, Ye Bei pulled his thoughts back. Regardless of whether the people around him believed it or not, he just spoke softly and narrated the facts, "This stone exists in the age of myth. Once a human being died, it would become a soul and cross the 'River of Three Crossings'. After that, they had to walk on the Bridge of Forgetfulness and drink a bowl of Forgetfulness Soup. And this stone is just a piece of the Bridge of Forgetfulness..."

After hearing these words, the vast majority of archaeological experts looked confused.

What Ye Bei said were all things from the mythical age of China, and they naturally didn't know it.

However, the archaeological experts of China on the scene were all opening their eyes widely.

"What a joke, the age of mythology was just fabricated by the predecessors, and it doesn't exist at all. Now, it is the age of science. As an archaeological expert, how can you make up like this?" A Chinese archaeologist scolded without hesitation.

Nearby, someone immediately also butted in, "If the gods are real, where are they now?"

"Yeah, Professor Ye, I think you are also Chinese, but you have to be responsible for speaking. If there were gods, the world would have changed completely."

The archaeologists of China accused wildly, and the muscles on their faces were twisted. They would never believe the things in myths and legends, that would subvert their logic too much.

"What happened?"

"What did he say just now?"

"Strange!"

"Who can explain?"

Archaeologists in other countries were very puzzled and asked some of the archaeological experts of China to ask.

After an explanation, those people were also full of disbelief.

"Nonsense."

"If the gods of the East are all real, don't the gods of the West also exist?"

"Egypt, too."

The scene was full of criticisms of Ye Bei.

However, after Ye Bei heard these voices, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he was very indifferent. The hand was getting closer and closer to the stone.

He did not continue to explain.

What if he let these people know the truth?

The river of time would still obliterate everything...

Khufu who was standing next to him was shaking constantly. He was different from those archaeological experts.

He knew Ye Bei's power deeply.

He also knew that there was no need for Ye Bei to make up some lies.

His body paused, his hands clasped the golden cane, Khufu said again: "Master, according to your opinion, this thing originally belonged to the earth, but why does it come from the sky instead?"

Because there were so many people around.

This time, Khufu was talking about the ancient Egyptian language 5,000 years ago as if he was chanting a mantra.

Except for Ye Bei, no one else understood at all.

"The Bridge of Forgetfulness was originally supposed to be buried in a magical space in the end. As for why it flew from the sky... there is only one answer. When the gods and Buddhas disappeared, they were not really dead, but left this planet instead." The voice was very weak.

Khufu trembled more and more severely, "It can't be just like this. Then how do you explain my body? Master, according to your opinion, is it possible that those gods and Buddhas are still alive?"

Ye Bei did not answer but his outstretched hand completely came into contact with bridge stone in the next instant.

"This" Khufu who wanted to talk was stunned when he saw this scene.

When Ye Bei's hand was placed on the black stone, he did not directly turn into a corpse like he had done experiments by himself. On the contrary, the black stone had undergone extremely strange changes.

Whizz, whizz, whizz...

It was like the sound of water boiling.

The whole body was pitch-black, and the stone that had been unable to breakthrough by any means, under Ye Bei's finger, unexpectedly began to manifest fist-sized bubbles on it.

At the same time, a gloomy breath was continuously released from the stone.

Crack, crack...

Even on the ground was cracked and a thin layer of ice was formed.