"Yanji Road!"

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

"Whatever you should do, I...I just passed by, and then."

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

"Thank you!"

Zhongli broke Yan Jidao for three breaths, stretched out a hand and waved it. The team gave way. Yan Jidao bowed and walked past the team with his hands on his back.

He came to the edge of the battlefield where he was fighting.

Then his body suddenly flashed.

He had appeared next to the dark carriage.

Then he raised his head and pointed at the knife that came from the rain!

That was Changsun Jinghong's knife!

He kept holding the knife until it was only about a foot away from the carriage, and he raised one hand.

The hand grabbed it in the air.

He grabbed Changsun Jinghong's back!

Changsun Jinghong was shocked, "Yan Ji said!"

"Mr. Changsun, long time no see!"

He let go of his hand and Changsun Jinghong landed on the ground.

"Aren't you already traveling to Wu? When did you come here?"

"I originally wanted to go to the sword washing building in Wu Kingdom,"

As he said this, Yan Jidao suddenly opened the door of the carriage.

"I mainly want to pay tribute to the holy land of the Sword Washing Tower,"

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

"I didn't expect to meet someone in the Sword Cleaning Tower."

"who?"

"Wu Xichen!"

Changsun frowned with his eyebrows, "Didn't he go to Yue Kingdom to fight with the monk Jiudeng? What's the outcome?"

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

“…”

"The one who sent the jar was a young monk. He said that Wu Xichen had a last word at the time of death."

"What last words?"

"The young monk is the closed disciple of Monk Jiudeng, and he does not recite the Dharma name, while Li Chenan is the closed disciple of Wu Xichen."

"Wu Xichen's last wish is... Five years later, Li Chen'an and Monk Bu Nian will fight again!"

"His urn was buried in the sword-washing building. Monk Bu Nian hoped that I could tell Li Chenan about this. I thought about it and wanted the disciple Wu Xichen accepted, so I came back."

"And I heard something."

After saying this, Yan Jidao uncovered the face towel of the old man in black robe.

He is really Shang Di!

"He is not Xi Wei!"

"How do you know he is not Xi Wei?"

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

Changsun Jinghong was shocked, "Lady Fan is in danger!"
Chapter completed!