Chapter 2297 Tomb Keeper

Asura was tall and burly, but now he was kneeling on the ground, with a seemingly small figure standing on his raised arms.

But it was this figure that stomped Asura under his feet, unable to lift his head!

The monks of the Shura Temple widened their eyes, their faces full of horror!

This Asura was a strong Buddhist Arhat, and it took a lot of effort and energy to subdue him and guard this Shura Temple.

Unexpectedly, in just three or two rounds, Asura was suppressed by this purple-robed man, unable to move!

What's even more terrifying is that this purple-robed man is still in the melee battle, blowing up Asura, which is purely a confrontation between blood and flesh!

In fact, if Asura burst into full force immediately, he might be able to hold on for a while longer in the hands of the martial arts deity.

Just now, his momentum was captured by the martial arts deity, and his brute force was not fully released, and he was already surrendered by the martial arts deity.

"Is there no worry-free fruit in your temple?"

The martial arts deity stepped on Asura, but did not kill him, and asked again.

He came here this time just to save Yan Beichen.

With the Shura Temple in front of him, there is no deep hatred, and there is no need to kill.

"The worry-free tree has long been broken, you are late!"

A monk sneered and said, "If you want no fruit, you can go to Avici Hell, there might be one there!"

"Okay, I'm going there to see."

The martial arts deity responded lightly.

The monk was stunned, he just said casually, he never thought that this purple-robed man would go to Avici Hell.

Abi hell, not to mention the heaven, even in the entire upper realm, is a forbidden place with a famous reputation, and the emperor dare not enter it to find out!

Going down to Avici Hell is equivalent to suicide and seeking death!

Since the Infernal Hell exists, I don't know how many strong people want to explore the secrets of the Infernal Hell, but none of the people who go in come out alive!

Avici Hell is like a bottomless black hole that can devour everything!

"what are you saying?"

The monk still couldn't believe it and snorted softly, "Do you know where Avici Hell is?"

The martial arts deity ignored the monks in the Shura Temple, moved forward with Sirius, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the monks.

"Brother, what should I do?"

A monk said: "The abbot's heart has collapsed, he has gone into the devil, and his mind is not clear. Do you want to send a message to the strong Arhat in Putuo Temple?"

"Send someone to follow first to see where this purple-robed monk is going."

Another monk said solemnly: "If he really enters Avici Hell, we don't need to pay attention to it. Anyway, entering Avici Hell is equivalent to a dead person."

"it is good!"

A monk flickered and chased in the direction of the martial arts deity.

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The Shura Temple is very vast, and the martial arts deity walked all the way, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, he saw the wall of the backyard of the Shura Temple.

The martial arts deity took Sirius, and was about to cross the wall and leave the Shura Temple, but suddenly stopped, turned his eyes, and landed in a corner of the backyard of the Shura Temple.

There was an unremarkable tomb there, next to a dilapidated and shabby thatched hut, crumbling.

These are nothing, the only strange thing is that there is an old monk sitting on a tombstone with his back to the martial arts deity.

The old monk was hunched over, looking like a haggard, raised his head slightly, his two white eyebrows almost fell on his shoulders, looking in the direction of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, his expression was serene, and he did not know what he was looking at.

This posture of the old monk is a bit strange.

Sitting on a person's tombstone is somewhat disrespectful to the deceased.

What confuses the martial arts deity even more is that just now he clearly exuded divine consciousness and explored the Shura Temple up and down, but he did not notice the existence of this old monk!

The consciousness of the martial arts deity turned around on the old monk's body.

He is just a low-level Xuanxian, and his life expectancy is approaching, his body exudes twilight energy, time is running out, and the oil is exhausted.

The martial arts deity felt that this long-brow old monk was a little special, but it was difficult to say what was different.

"Dare to ask the master's name?"

The martial arts deity landed, came to the side of the old monk with long eyebrows, and asked slightly with his hands.

The old monk with long eyebrows slowly turned his head, glanced at the martial arts deity, and then looked at Sirius next to him. His cloudy eyes could not see the slightest fluctuation, and his expression did not change.

"There is no legal name, just a grave guard."

The old monk with long eyebrows responded indifferently, as if he was not interested in the martial arts deity and Sirius at all, he took a look and retracted his gaze.

"Why is there a Shura Temple here?"

The martial arts deity asked.

"Probably tens of thousands of years ago, there was some big movement over there."

The old monk with long eyebrows raised his scrawny arm and pointed to the direction far away. The martial arts deity looked at the map, and there was the direction of Abi Hell on Tiewei Mountain!

Sirius also said that tens of thousands of years ago, a huge change seemed to have occurred in Avici Hell, causing him and Zhenyu Ding to fall to the lower realm at the same time.

The old monk with long eyebrows said: "After that, the monks of the Pure Land built a temple here, and they looked over there from time to time. If there is any movement, they can spread to the Pure Land as soon as possible."

The martial arts deity nodded secretly.

This makes sense, just to see if there is any change in Tiewei Mountain near here, just a Xuan-level sect is enough.

"Who are the people buried in these graves?"

The martial arts deity asked again.

The old monk with long eyebrows said: "They are all monks who have fallen in the monastery."

"Why is there no name on the tombstone of this tomb under the master?"

"Because this man isn't dead yet."

"Whose grave is this?"

"mine."

Before the old monk died, he had already prepared his tomb and tombstone in advance.

And the old monk with long eyebrows is still sitting on his tombstone, so quiet and so calm, it seems that he has seen through everything, waiting for death to come.

In the heart of the martial arts deity, an indescribable strange feeling rose up.

There was a strange movement in the hem of the clothes behind him.

The martial arts deity looked sideways slightly, and saw that Sirius lowered his head, bit the hem of his shirt, and was gently tugging, urging him to leave quickly.

The martial arts deity took a deep breath and said goodbye.

The martial arts deity soared into the air and continued to move towards Tiewei Mountain with Sirius.

"Do you recognize this old monk?"

The martial arts deity asked.

"do not know."

After walking out of the distance, Sirius let out a long sigh, as if relieved, and said, "But I don't know why, this old man makes me feel gloomy, and it is very uncomfortable to be with him."

"He just looked at me like that, and all the wolf hair on my body stood up!"

The martial arts deity did not have this feeling.

And on this long-browed old monk, he didn't feel any hostility or murderous intent, and there was no response from his spiritual sense.

"This old man is really weird. Before he died, he prepared a grave for himself in advance, and he was not afraid of bad luck." Sirius muttered again.

"Gravekeeper, Gravekeeper..."

The martial arts deity murmured softly, thoughtfully.