Chapter 2297
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Shura was tall and burly. However, he was now kneeling on the ground with a seemingly tiny figure standing on his raised arms.
However, that figure was the one that was crushing Shura beneath his feet, causing him to be unable to raise his head!
The monks of Shura Temple widened their eyes in shock!
Shura was a Buddhist Arhat and it took a lot of effort and effort to subdue him to protect Shura Temple.
Unexpectedly, Shura was suppressed by the purple-robed man within two to three rounds and could not move at all!
What was even more frightening was that the purple-robed man defeated Shura in melee combat. It was purely a contest of blood qi and physique!
In fact, Shura might have been able to last a little longer against Wu Dao's true body if he had released all his strength right away.
Just Now, his aura was stolen by Wu Dao's true body and he was subdued by Wu Dao's true body before he could release all his brute force.
"Does your temple not have any Fretless Fruits?"
Wu Dao's true body asked again as he trampled Shura beneath his feet but did not kill him.
The reason why he came this time round was to save Yan Beichen.
He did not have any deep grudges with Shura Temple and there was no need for him to kill them.
"The Fretless Tree has long been shattered. You're too late!"
A monk sneered. "If you want the Fretless Fruit, you can go to Avici. You might find it there!"
"Alright, I was just about to go there to take a look."
Wu Dao's true body replied indifferently.
The monk was stunned. Just Now, he had merely mentioned it casually and did not expect the purple-robed man to go to Avici.
Even in the entire upper realm, Avici was a notorious forbidden ground, let alone the heavenly realm. Even the Emperor Lords did not dare to enter to investigate!
Going to Avici was equivalent to suicide and seeking death!
Ever since the existence of Avici, countless experts had tried to explore the secrets of Avici. However, none of them came out alive!
Avici was like a bottomless black hole that could devour everything!
"What are you talking about?"
The monk still couldn't believe it. He shouted softly, "Do you know what kind of place Avici is?"
Wu Dao paid no attention to the monks of Shura Temple. His body moved and he took the Celestial Wolf forward. Soon, they disappeared from the sight of the monks.
"Senior Brother, what should we do?"
A monk said: "The Abbot's Dao Heart has collapsed, and he has gone mad. Should we send a message to the Arhat powerhouses of Putuo Temple?"
"Send someone to follow him first. Let's see where the purple-robed cultivator is going."
Another monk said in a low voice, "If he really enters the Avici Hell, we don't have to bother about him. After all, entering the Avici Hell is equivalent to being a dead man."
"Alright!"
A monk's figure flashed and chased after Wu Dao's original body.
…
Shura Temple was extremely vast. Wu Dao's original body walked for about 15 minutes before he saw the wall of Shura Temple's backyard.
Wu Dao's original body was about to cross the wall and leave Shura Temple with the Celestial Wolf. However, he suddenly stopped and his gaze fell on a corner of Shura Temple's backyard.
There was an inconspicuous grave there. Next to it stood a dilapidated and shabby thatched hut that was on the verge of collapse.
There was nothing strange about it. The only strange thing was that an old monk was sitting on a tombstone with his back facing Wu Dao's original body.
The old monk was hunchbacked and looked withered. He raised his head slightly, his two white eyebrows almost hanging on his shoulders. He looked in the direction of the Pure Land of Bliss with a serene expression. No one knew what he was looking at.
The old monk's posture was a little strange.
Sitting on a tombstone was somewhat disrespectful to the dead.
What puzzled Wu Dao's original body even more was that Just Now, he had spread out his spirit consciousness and searched Shura Temple from top to bottom. However, he did not sense the existence of this old monk!
Wu Dao's original body's spirit consciousness circled around the old monk.
He was only a low-level Mystic Immortal and his lifespan was nearing its end. He exuded a lethargic aura and did not have much time left.
Wu Dao's original body felt that this long-browed old monk was a little special. However, he could not pinpoint exactly what was different about him.
"May I know your Dharma name, master?"
Wu Dao's original body descended and came beside the long-browed old monk. He cupped his fists and asked.
The long-browed old monk turned his head slowly and glanced at Wu Dao's original body before looking at the Celestial Wolf beside him. There was no fluctuation in his turbid eyes and there was no change in his expression.
"I don't have a Dharma name. I'm just a tomb keeper."
The long-browed old monk replied indifferently, as though he was not interested in Wu Dao's original body and the Celestial Wolf at all. He retracted his gaze after a single glance.
"Why is there a Shura Temple here?"
Wu Dao's original body asked.
"It was probably tens of thousands of years ago. There was a huge commotion there."
The long-browed old monk raised his scrawny arm and pointed in a direction. Wu Dao's original body looked at the map – that was the direction of Tiewei Mountain's Avici Hell!
The Celestial Wolf had mentioned before that something huge seemed to have happened in Avici Hell tens of thousands of years ago, causing him and the Hell Suppressing Cauldron to fall into the lower realm at the same time.
The long-browed old monk said, "After that, the monks of the Pure Land built a temple here to keep an eye on that area. If anything happens, they can spread the news to the entire Pure Land as soon as possible."
Wu Dao's original body nodded silently.
This made sense. Just a Xuan sect was enough to monitor the Grand Tie Wei Mountain for any strange movements from this area.
"Who are the people buried in these tombs?"
Wu Dao's original body asked again.
The long-browed old monk replied, "They are all monks who passed away in meditation in the temple."
"Why isn't there a name on the tombstone of the tomb beneath you?"
"Because this person isn't dead yet."
"Whose tomb is this?"
"Mine."
The old monk wasn't dead yet, but he had already prepared his own tomb and tombstone in advance.
Furthermore, the long-browed old monk was still sitting on his tombstone in such a calm and composed manner, as if he had already seen through everything and was waiting for death to descend.
An indescribable sense of strangeness rose in Wu Dao's original body's heart.
A strange movement came from his clothes behind him.
Wu Dao's original body glanced sideways and saw the Celestial Wolf biting the hem of his clothes with its head lowered. It was tugging gently, urging him to leave quickly.
Wu Dao's original body took a deep breath and clasped his fists to bid farewell. The long-browed old monk didn't move at all, not even looking at him.
Wu Dao's original body rose into the air and led the Celestial Wolf in the direction of the Tiewei Mountain.
"You know this old monk?"
Wu Dao's original body asked.
"I don't."
After walking far away, Sirius let out a long sigh, as if relieved of a heavy burden, and said, "But I don't know why, but this old man gives me a gloomy feeling. It's especially uncomfortable to be with him."
"Just now, when he looked at me like that, all my fur stood up!"
Wu Dao's original body didn't feel that way.
Furthermore, he didn't sense any hostility or killing intent from the long-browed old monk. His spirit perception didn't react at all.
"This old man is really strange. He's not dead yet and he's already prepared a tomb for himself. Isn't he afraid of bad luck?" the Celestial Wolf mumbled again.
"Tomb keeper, tomb keeper …"
Wu Dao's original body muttered in thought.
(End of Chapter)
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