"Yan Ji Dao!"

Yan Jidao threw away the empty jar in his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't been back to Kyoto for a long time, and Kyoto has become so lively."

"You guys should do whatever you want, I...I'm just passing by and taking a look."

"If it's convenient, let me pass."

"Thank you!"

Zhongli Po looked at Yan Jidao for three breaths, stretched out his hand and waved, and the team made way for him. Yan Jidao bowed his hand and walked through the team with his hands behind his back.

He came to the edge of the battlefield where the fighting was taking place.

Then his body suddenly flashed.

He had appeared next to the dark carriage.

Then he raised his head and looked at the knife that struck from the rain!

That was Changsun Jinghong’s sword!

He kept looking at the knife until it was only a few feet away from the carriage, and he raised a hand.

This hand grabbed it in the air.

He grabbed the back of Changsun Jinghong's sword!

Changsun Jinghong was shocked, "Yan Jidao!"

"Mr. Changsun, long time no see!"

He let go of his hand, and Changsun Jinghong fell to the ground.

"Didn't you travel to the Kingdom of Wu? When did you come here?"

"I wanted to go to the Xijian Tower in the Kingdom of Wu,"

Saying this, Yan Jidao suddenly opened the door of the carriage.

"The main reason is that I want to pay homage to the Holy Land of Xijian Tower, the Wangqing Platform,"

He stretched out a hand and pulled out the old man in black robe.

"Unexpectedly, I met someone in Xijian Tower."

"who?"

"Wu Xichen!"

Changsun Jinghong frowned, "Didn't he go to the Yue Kingdom to fight against Monk Jiudeng? What was the outcome?"

Yan Jidao nodded, "I lost, so what I saw was not Wu Xichen himself, but a jar... containing his ashes!"

"..."

"The person who sent the jar was a young monk. He said that Wu Xichen had a last word before his death."

"What last words?"

"That young monk is a close disciple of Monk Jiudeng, whose name is not read, and Li Chenan is a close disciple of Wu Xichen."

"Wu Xichen's last wish is... that five years later, Li Chenan and Monk Bu Nian will fight again!"

"The urn of his ashes is buried in Xijian Tower. Monk Bu Nian hoped that I could tell Li Chenan about this. I thought about it and wanted to see the disciple Wu Xichen accepted, so I came back."

"Then I heard something."

After saying this, Yan Jidao unveiled the old man's face in black robe.

He really is a businessman!

"He is not Xi Wei!"

"How do you know he's not Xi Wei?"

"Because Xi Wei is... the Grand Master!"
Chapter completed!