Wu Yong personally helped Lu Zhishen up and comforted him: "Master Lu, it's not the time to talk about these things now. We should withdraw our troops first, settle down, and wait until Brother Wu Tian comes back."

Lu Zhishen nodded and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Luoyang..."

...

In Cihang Jingzhai, Wu Tian suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a bad premonition surged into his heart.

At this time, the saint ended the merit.

Wu Tian opened his eyes and looked at the saint: "Why did you stop suddenly?"

The saint said: "You have already practiced the eighth level of the Bodhi Holy Heart Practice. This last level requires two people to communicate with each other. You and I have only been together for more than ten days and cannot communicate with each other..."

"Is there any other way to remedy?" Wu Tian frowned slightly, "So Is there any other way to remedy?"

The saint said: "No..."

"Then we..." Wu Tian pondered for a while, "How can we communicate with each other?"

The saint's cheeks suddenly turned red.

After Wu Tian said this, he realized that he was abrupt and quickly explained: "Saint, don't get me wrong, I mean..."

The more he explained, Wu Tian became more chaotic and his cheeks became red.

"I don't know about this, you can understand it carefully here."

As he said that, the saint stood up and left quickly.

In the imperial palace in Tokyo, Emperor Song held a banquet to entertain Yang Xuyan and said with a smile: "Yang Xuyan, you did not disappoint me. I just received news from the spy that the Liangshan army received a severe injury and had evacuated Tokyo."

Yang Xuyan showed a proud look on his face and smiled, "They escaped quickly, otherwise I would have driven them all away."

"But..." Emperor Song's tone suddenly changed.

Yang Xuyan's eyebrows jumped slightly and looked at Emperor Song: "Your Majesty, please tell me what you have to say."

"I learned from the spy that Wu Tian was not dead at all. Not only was he not dead, but I heard that he seemed to have brought a brother to find a way to crack your "Immortal Seal Method."

As soon as Emperor Song said this, Yang Xuyan's face suddenly became solemn and he remained silent.

Seeing Yang Xuyan like this, Emperor Song's face became heavy.

After a long time, Emperor Song said, "Yang Xuyan, isn't your 'Immortal Seal' invincible in the world? Is there really a way to crack it?"

Yang Xuyan nodded and said, "Although the 'Immortal Seal Method' is powerful, it also has flaws. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling used the power of the Heshi Bi and their martial arts to destroy my "Immortal Seal Method". But they are already dead. If there is anyone in this world who can crack my kung fu, then it is only Cihang Jingzhai."

When talking about Cihang Jingzhai, Yang Xuyan understood something in a daze.

"If Wu Tian was not dead, he must have gone to Cihang Jingzhai!"

After returning to the world, Yang Xuyan also secretly went to Cihang Jingzhai to determine whether Xu Ziling, one of the two dragons, was still alive.

At that time, he was discovered by the saint of Cihang Jingzhai as soon as he sneaked into Longpan Mountain. The two fought for dozens of rounds at the top of Longpan Mountain without a chance to decide the outcome.

Later, from his conversation with the Saint, he learned that Shi Feixuan and Xu Ziling were both dead and that no one in the world could threaten him, so he did not fight with the Saint and flee from Longpan Mountain.

"Cihang Jingzhai?"

Emperor Song raised his eyebrows. Although it was the first time he heard about this place, judging from Yang Xuyan's appearance, this place was not simple.
Chapter completed!