Chapter 1,570, the monk’s method of the past (1/97)

When Zheng woke up, he found that he and Peng xiren were entangled by a powerful spiritual thread.

“Brother Zheng! You’re finally awake!”Peng Xiren shouted, his face filled with fear.

He felt that his sea of consciousness had exploded, as if something was burning in his lungs. And in the center of the Sea of consciousness, a huge whirlpool had appeared.

The entire depression had sunk in, and there wasn’t even a drop of seawater in it.

“Eh?”Zheng felt that something was wrong. He was stunned to find that his memories had actually been tampered with.

He gently placed his paw on Peng Xiren’s head, and discovered the same problem.

A small part of their memories had actually been tampered with in the astrolabe.

It was already very clear who the instigator of this matter was.

“Was it the monk who did it?”Zheng’s brows were tightly knitted, and his emotions began to become complicated.