When Dusk woke up, he found that he and Peng Xiren were entangled by a powerful spirit thread.
"Brother Zheng! You're finally awake! "Peng Xiren cried out with a frightened expression on his face.
He felt his sea of consciousness explode, as if something was burning in his lungs, and a huge vortex had appeared in the center of his sea of consciousness.
It was completely sunken in, and there wasn't even a drop of seawater inside.
"Hm?" Dusk sensed that something was wrong, and was stunned to find that his memories had actually been tampered with.
He placed his claw gently on Peng Xiren's head next to him, and found the same problem.
A small part of their memories had actually been quietly tampered with in the astrolabe.
It was already very clear who the instigator of this matter was.
"Did the monk do this?" Dusk frowned deeply, and his emotions became complicated.
Before the game of Gomoku was over, the monk had already disappeared. The direction of the incident was very clear.
Dusk picked up a chess piece and broke it open, and a trace of Buddha Fire of the Past flowed out of it.
Looking at this scene, Dusk instantly knew how Monk Golden Lamp had done all this.
A chess piece of the past …
It turned out that the monk had already started to set this up as early as the game.
Dusk frowned deeply.
He didn't understand why the monk had done this.
Back then, Dao Ancestor Wang had chosen Peng Xiren as his true disciple.
Logically speaking, the monk shouldn't have had a good impression of Peng Xiren.
But now, he had set up this trap, and used the Buddha Fire of the Past hidden in the chess piece to conceal the fact that Peng Xiren had discovered the Heavenly Tomb during the game.
Now, Dusk completely understood.
The monk had done all this on purpose.
He had deliberately let Peng Xiren spy on his mind, and then faint from the mental backlash.
He had also deliberately played a game of chess with Dusk, so that both Dusk and Peng Xiren would fall for it.
"Monk … you think I didn't notice? You underestimate me too much."
Dusk smiled bitterly.
He closed his eyes and pinched his fingers together to calculate, and the expression on his face turned complicated. He couldn't help glaring at Peng Xiren. "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
Peng Xiren hung his head, looking very much like a child who had made a mistake.
Peng Xiren roughly understood the current situation.
The monk used the Buddha fire of the past to temporarily conceal the fact that the Heavenly Tomb had already been opened.
After the monk left, Peng Xiren repeatedly pondered the words the monk said to him before he left.
His body and soul began to fear the God of the Grave.
"Forget it … I can't blame you. Who would have thought that a monk would be so scheming? "
Bi stared at Peng Xiren and sighed, "This monk is trying to get rid of us and fight the Grave God himself. This was suicide! I have to help him! "
Just as he was about to get up, Peng Xiren suddenly screamed, "Don't move, Brother Zheng!"
There was a look of agony on his face.
Peng Xiren felt a special pain because the spirit threads that were entwined around their bodies were pulled.
"This monk, how dare he …"
Only now did Bi sense the abnormality of the spirit thread.
This was not an ordinary spirit thread, but a Buddha's Salvation Thread that could trace back to the soul … If the spirit thread was pulled or pulled away, Peng Xiren's soul would immediately be sent to reincarnation.
Protecting Peng Xiren was the mission that Dao Ancestor Wang gave him.
The monk knew that Peng Xiren would not take the risk to pull the thread, so he disregarded Peng Xiren and forcefully left the astrolabe to fight for him …
"What is this monk trying to do!" Bi was furious and flipped the chessboard.
The Buddha's Salvation Thread could not be forcefully removed.
Now, he could only wait for the Buddha's Salvation Thread to disappear automatically …
There were two conditions for it to disappear automatically.
First, the monk's spiritual power had already been exhausted, and he could not maintain the Buddha's Salvation Thread's power.
Second, the monk had already died in battle …
This was the worst situation.
Previously, Bi wanted to chase the monk away because he wanted to find an opportunity to reach the Heavenly Tomb.
He even thought of how to keep the monk in his astrolabe.
He did not expect the monk to make a move before him.
"Brother Zheng, what should we do now …" Peng Xiren knew that a disaster was imminent, and he did not know what to do.
Bi sat cross-legged and lowered his head in deep thought.
What to do …
He did not know what to do either!
The only thing he could do now was to sit cross-legged and chant Amitabha …
…
On the other side, the monk was also searching for the Heavenly Tomb after trapping Bi and Peng Xiren in the astrolabe.
He extracted Peng Xiren's concealed memory and fused it into his sea of consciousness. Then, he found the location of the Heavenly Tomb.
There was a smell of gunpowder in this cosmic space that wasn't tainted by the slightest bit of stars.
The monk could indeed feel that there was an intense battle here.
"Is it a hidden entrance?" The monk frowned slightly.
The monk did not expect that Dao Ancestor Wang would hide the Heavenly Tomb here. If he did not extract Peng Xiren's memory, he would never be able to find the exact location of the Heavenly Tomb in the vast Milky Way.
The monk opened the swastika talisman and used the power of the past Buddha's Fire to enhance his vision to observe what had happened before he arrived here.
In the end, he saw the old woman whose soul was ignited and who died in pain while screaming …
"Run … run quickly …"
The old woman screamed at the top of her lungs.
As her soul burned, she finally turned into nothingness.
The monk put his palms together and chanted the Rebirth Mantra in his heart to perform the ritual for the poor Heavenly Tomb Keeper.
The Grave God was just as cruel as he had imagined.
He knew that the old woman's soul had been burned and could not enter the reincarnation ritual … His current ritual might not be of any use.
However, the monk still wanted to do it.
Monks were compassionate and sought psychological comfort.
"Monk, are you the only one here?"
A few seconds later, a familiar figure appeared in front of the monk.
It was the Grave God's voice, but … the body was not his original body.
"You stole Xiren's physical body?" The monk looked at the person in front of him and was slightly stunned.
The person in front of him had the handsome face of Peng Xiren, but the color of his eyes and hair had changed.
Purple eyes, purple hair … Everything was a color that was filled with evil.
There was also a small horn on his forehead.
"If I didn't want to break the soul contract with him, I wouldn't have to do this. However, fusing with his body gave me an unexpected benefit. I can do whatever I want in the Heavenly Tomb … The Dao Ancestor can't bear to hurt his precious disciple. "The Grave God sneered.
He released his aura slightly, and the monk immediately felt a strong wind in front of him! The kasaya on his body fluttered wildly in the wind, and a huge oppressive force brought with it a feeling of crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
"He's so strong …" The monk was shocked.
He felt like he was a tree branch swaying in the wind.
The Grave God at his peak was too terrifying!
Evil purple light surged around his body, and his aura kept rising. He was like the king of the universe looking down on the mortal world! Chaotic energy rushed into the sky and engulfed half of the infinite Milky Way!
This kind of power was beyond the monk's imagination.
"Monk … Are you here to transcend yourself?"
Before the monk could react, the Grave God moved and appeared behind Golden Lamp in an instant. He opened his hand and grabbed Golden Lamp's bald head.
"Amitabha …" The monk closed his eyes as the Grave God grabbed his smooth head. There was no sadness or joy on his face.
"You're not dodging. Are you trying to prove that you're stubborn?"
The Grave God snorted.
Then, with a huge boom, his palm exploded, and the shockwave of the explosion spread endlessly. Black spatial cracks formed under the impact of the chaotic energy! The distance between them was measured in light years, and it continued to expand beyond the infinite Milky Way!
No one would have thought that this terrifying scene, which was like the beginning of the universe, was created just to crush a monk's head …
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