After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

When Amu said the word "Mingyue", Duguhan took a breath of cold air and turned back to look at Amu!
No one knew what kind of turmoil was in his heart.

Because, when he was in the Xijian Tower, Uncle Amu achieved half a step into the realm of Grandmaster with a poem written by his teacher Li Chenan!
I still remember the bright moon in the sky that night.

It has been exactly one month since I completed the Dugu Nine Swords.

Just under the bright moon, he was sitting on a piece of green grass, drinking a pot of wine, looking at the bright moon and stars in the sky, feeling quite complacent.

There was a voice coming from far away.

"When will the bright moon come?

Ask the sky for wine..."

A young man chanted this poem and stood up with a sword.

In that poem, he asked the sky with his long sword, and the bright light of the sword seemed to eclipse the bright moon in the sky!
He is Uncle Amu!
Before chanting, he reached the second level!

After reciting one word, he was already a half-step master!

What kind of genius is that? !

In Duguhan's heart, Uncle Amu is a peerless genius second only to his husband, Li Chenan!
He asked the sky with a knife, and it seemed that the sky was broken.

He gave the knife a name.

That name is Tianya...Mingyue...Knife!

At this moment, Duguhan once again witnessed this incredible scene with his own eyes!
Master Uncle Amu didn't recite a poem, he just looked at the horizon after slashing his sword and said the word "End of the World".

It was clear that he had just struck out with a knife that was as big as a mountain, but with that strike he seemed to have crossed the mountain and saw the end of the world.

At this moment, he once again said the word "Mingyue"...

Duguhan followed Amu's gaze to the horizon again. He didn't see the horizon, but he seemed to see a bright moon rising from the horizon!
The sun is clearly overhead.

It's not the time for the bright moon to rise at all.

Where did that bright moon come from?

Duguhan looked at Amu again, and the knife in Amu's hand was gone.

Zhao Hanyue seemed to have forgotten the danger. She also looked at the horizon, but could not see anything.

Zhui Ming held the sword in his hand and kept looking at the horizon.

His face was full of doubts. He seemed to have seen something, but he couldn't see it clearly.

The two great masters in red, Jiyuan and Jiyou, were both half-step masters. They stood higher, and they should have seen more clearly, but they only felt that there seemed to be a clear glow in the distant sky, which was still unclear. Can see the bright moon.

Grand Master Jingkong is half a step to the peak of the Grand Master. He has already glimpsed the Grand Master's door, and he is only missing the last chance to push the door open.

At this time,

He didn't show the butcher knife in his hand.

Instead, he turned around, slowly sat cross-legged, looked at the horizon with his eyes, and then slowly closed them!

Because he saw the bright moon!

Too bright!
Somewhat dazzling!

That's not the bright moon!
That's a... knife!

Where did the knife come from?
Except for Duguhan, no one noticed that there was no knife in Amu's hand.

Master Jingkong didn't care about that knife, what he cared about was the glimmer of insight that the knife brought him.

He actually fell into meditation at this moment!

He seemed to be walking in the boundless wilderness, heading towards the end of the world!

He held a knife in his hand.

He knows that when he reaches the end of the world, if a knife can be like the bright moon, it can light up the way forward and open the door!
His heart was filled with joy, so he walked faster!

The knife in his hand seemed to fly out, reaching the end of the world, and it was getting brighter, like another bright moon.

Before the lonely monk in the distance could see clearly, the Great Master Jixu who was fighting with him had already broken through the air and left in one step!

He is the great master!
He sees it clearly than anyone else!

There is a knife at the end of the world!

The knife was spinning rapidly, getting brighter and brighter, so it was like a bright moon!

Its light seems to cover up the late autumn sun in the sky!
This is the preparation to break the realm of the Grand Master!
Once the momentum is established, this person will step into the ranks of great masters.

He knew that it was not Junior Brother Jikong's sword, it was a very long and very big sword!

He didn't know where the knife came from. He guessed that the owner of the knife came from Fengyun Tower on Knife Mountain.

If he were allowed to successfully break through, then the attempt to kill Princess Hanyue would probably fail.

This will affect the clan leader's plans.

Then he must be killed before he breaks through.

Master Jixu arrived within a few breaths and saw a scene that seemed to be still. Everyone in this place is motionless!
Even the three junior disciples of the Zen sect seemed to have been possessed, and two of them were looking steadily into the distance.

In the old eyes, it is not that the ancient well is inseparable.

But the tide surges.

Junior Brother Jingkong, who was sitting cross-legged, actually fell into meditation at this moment...

Master Jixu fell to the ground and suddenly turned around.

His old eyes were also shocked——

He saw another bright moon rising!

That's a knife too!

Junior Brother Jikong’s sword!

It's just that the bright moon formed by Junior Brother Jikong's sword is scarlet.

It seems that the knife was stained with too much blood in the past, and it was released in the artistic conception at this moment.

A silver moon.

A red moon!
Both of them are breaking through!

It's just that the silver moon rises higher, but the red moon doesn't rise slowly. It seems to be catching up, and it seems to be able to catch up.

Grand Master Jixu took a deep breath, and then turned back to look at the young man with a sharp face standing ten feet away.

The young man was wearing green clothes.

The feet are uneven.

Put your hands behind your back.

His eyes were extremely bright at the moment!

It was as if the silver moon formed by the knife was reflected in his eyes.

His body seemed to be bathed in a silvery divine light!
Junior Brother Jikong's sword has illuminated his way to the Grand Master, and it seems that he has also seen the door on that road.

So……

After getting rid of the young man on the opposite side, Junior Brother Jingkong successfully defeated the Grand Master. The Zen Sect has another Grand Master, and the sword of Fengyun Tower has an additional 10% chance of winning!
Master Jixu’s face turned cold.

He took a deep breath, kicked his legs, and suddenly flew up!
He stretched out a hand in the air!

His hand exuded a pale golden light, and he slapped Amu, who was breaking through the realm of things and me, with a palm!
Buddhist Vajra Palm!
Although it is far less powerful than the lost Tathagata Palm, its power should not be underestimated.

What's more, it was a palm strike from a great master!
at this time,

The lonely monk has arrived.

He didn't have time to take a closer look at what was happening here and who was breaking the boundary!

He only knows that the person the chief mage wants to kill must be a friend of Princess Hanyue, and must be someone who is breaking the realm of the grand master!
We must block Master Jixu’s palm!
The young man must be allowed to successfully break through the realm of Grand Master!

Otherwise... Princess Hanyue will definitely fall, and the secret of that jade pendant will also be buried forever.

So he flew over, and when the palm struck, he raised the tin staff in his hand.

His tin staff struck the palm.

Master Jixu smiled contemptuously:
"court death……!"

A palm fell.

Light golden light flows.

The light fell on the tin staff, and a majestic power was transmitted to the lonely monk's hand through the tin staff.

His hand holding the tin staff exploded with a bang.

The blood mist flew and dispersed, but it had just begun.

His arm was shattered.

His red cassock was in pieces.

His body... also gradually shattered.

Blood mist filled the air.

"Amitabha……!"

The Lonely Archmage turned his head and glanced, his life was passing quickly.

His look was the last expectation and the last despair,

at this time,

Amu suddenly said another word:

"...Knife...!" (End of this chapter)