I have a knife, I can kill monsters when I take it out of its sheath

Seeing Ji Chen's body being gradually swallowed up, Xia naturally panicked, but there was nothing he could do.

Xia Liyun in the distance also became nervous.

Zhao Qingcheng also had a solemn expression.

Fang Jingyu and others smiled, "Finally, the old monster took action."

Xu Chengwei almost jumped up in excitement, "Okay! Okay! Senior, come on, kill him!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, his face flushed with excitement, and his body was trembling.

Ji Chen, who was in the whirlpool, did not panic. He knew very well that the more dangerous the situation, the less likely he should panic, otherwise he would be shattered into pieces if he was not careful.

This magic weapon is so powerful that it surpasses him by many levels. It can be broken by one's own ability. In this case, it can be broken from the outside by borrowing external force.

Borrow it from where?

Of course it is the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth, which is the nemesis of evil magic weapons.

Ji Chen thought of a poem, so while resisting the terrifying suction coming from above, he raised his hand and started writing in the void.

He used his fingers as his pen, his awe-inspiring righteousness as his ink, and the void as his paper.

Put pen to paper, words appear!

"He's writing!"

Everyone looked at Ji Chen's move in surprise. At this time, are you still in the mood to write?

Even Xia Liyun was a little confused. It was now, and he couldn't find a way to break through and still be in the mood to write.

Zhao Qingcheng seemed to have guessed something, and said solemnly: "Is it true?"

Xu Chengwei even mocked him directly, "I only thought of leaving my last words at this time. It's already too late, hahahaha!"

Dean Yao also guessed Ji Chen's actions and exclaimed: "It's really unexpected that he can think of breaking the law with Haoran's righteousness."

He was shocked by Ji Chen's move. He thought that it would not be difficult to break the law with Haoran's righteousness. What was difficult was that he was sure to write poems that could trigger visions.

It's a bit scary that just writing random poems can trigger visions.

Under the spotlight, Ji Chen put pen to paper.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested.

I will show you today, who will have any injustice?

When the pen is written, the poem is completed.

Five character poem!

Done in one go!

In an instant, the handwriting glowed, and every word was dazzling with white light!

The pouring white light instantly drowned Ji Chen.

Wrapped in Haoran's righteousness, Ji Chen got rid of the suction force, which seemed to isolate him from the outside world.

All the onlookers stared at this scene in shock.

unbelievable!

Can't believe it either!

Vision!

It was another vision!

It is simply unimaginable to compose poetry in the void and cause visions in the heaven and earth.

Xu Chengwei's smile froze on his face, and he stared at this scene blankly, unable to believe it.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

He couldn't accept this result. He clearly saw that Ji Chen was about to die, but he composed poems in the void, triggered visions, and achieved a shocking reversal.

Fang Jingyu couldn't accept it, and was hit again. You said that one or two poems of yours would only trigger visions. Only a few days later, he wrote another poem that triggered visions. He was still writing poems in the void. , reverse the situation.

Not only Fang Jingyu, but all the scholars who were watching were shocked. Compared with Ji Chen, they felt like scum.

This included Xia Ziran, staring blankly at the sky.

Xia Liyun finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Although Zhao Qingcheng guessed it, he was still shocked when he saw that Ji Chen actually composed a poem and caused the vision.

"I have sharpened my sword for ten years, but the frost blade has never been tested. Today I will show you my sword. No one will have any injustice."

Zhao Qingcheng recited this poem, and the more he recited it, the more shocked he became.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, this sword is really domineering!"

"Ten years to sharpen a sword!" Xia Liyun also muttered this sentence. Only she knew that Ji Chen had only been practicing for half a year.

The first ten years were spent in confusion, but it was really ten years to sharpen a sword. This sword is extremely sharp, unparalleled in the past.

She really couldn't think of anyone in history who was more evil than Ji Chen, who had achieved such an achievement in just half a year.

The most shocking thing was Dean Yao and a group of Confucianists in the academy. They knew clearly that Ji Chen had thought that this poem could trigger visions before he wrote it.

Composing impromptu poems and being sure that they can trigger visions is the most terrifying thing. This qualification can no longer be described as a monster. It is simply not something that humans can possess.

"It took ten years to sharpen a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested. Today I show you my sword, no one has any injustice. Good poem, really good poem!"

Dean Yao praised.

"It takes ten years to sharpen a sword! I saw this sword, its sharp edge is revealed, and it is invincible when it is unsheathed."

"In the past, I just thought that he had a chance to become a literary saint, but now I am certain that as long as he doesn't die on the way, it is certain that he will become a literary saint."

A Confucian next to him said: "I suspect that he is the reincarnation of the literary saint."

In the sky, the light became more intense, and finally turned into a huge pillar of light, which shot hundreds of feet straight into the clouds.

In the clouds, Haoran's righteous energy rolled, emitting holy light, lighting up the sky and the entire Liangzhou City like daylight.

Everyone is bathed in the awe-inspiring righteousness and feels comfortable all over.

At this moment, the haze in everyone's hearts seemed to be dispelled, they felt much better, and their entire bodies and minds were purified.

The grievances and curses on some cultivators, and even those possessed by unclean things, were completely purified at this moment.

Everywhere in Liangzhou City, black smoke rose up, and screams came and went. Each black smoke represented an evil, and under the shining of this awe-inspiring righteousness, there was nothing to hide from, and everything was purified.

A scream came from the sky, the huge ghost face transformed into a fierce ghost disappeared, the whirlpool of the wind disappeared, and was purified into ashes by Haoran's righteousness.

A charred skull fell and shattered into pieces on the ground.

Dean Yao said with emotion: "Who said that our Confucianism and Taoism have no purification techniques? This kind of purification is more terrifying than the Taoist Dao Zhu You technique and the Buddhism's Great Sun Tathagata purification technique, and the purification is more thorough. Everyone in the city is so lucky. After being purified by Haoran's righteous energy, many people can gain enlightenment and embark on the path of cultivation."

The Confucianist next to him smiled bitterly. Only a few Confucian and Taoist people could perform this level of purification technique.

Dean Yao said: "'This city will become a holy city in the future!"

In a city, visions manifested three times, and this time the whole city was purified. From now on, some weak evil spirits and ghosts would not dare to enter the city.

The vision in the sky slowly dissipated, and in Ji Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, the awe-inspiring righteousness surged like a vast ocean. His eyebrows shone, and a little man stepped out from between his eyebrows. It was the statue of Ji Chen in the Wen Palace. He opened the heavenly gate and stepped out of the Wen Palace. Get out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The awe-inspiring righteousness lingering around Ji Chen was absorbed by the little man, and all of it was absorbed into his body like a whale swallowing it.

Then the villain returned to Ji Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, and the heavenly gate between his eyebrows also closed.

The vision disappeared and the world returned to normal.

Ji Chen's Confucianism and Taoism cultivation have skyrocketed, even surpassing martial arts and Taoism.

There is no clear distinction between Confucianism and Taoism, no inheritance, and even no documented records. Everything depends on one's own understanding and enlightenment. Once you have an enlightenment, your cultivation level will skyrocket.

Ji Chen stood in the void, and the bright moon shone down on him, glowing with brilliance.

He stood with his hands behind his back, the knife already in his ring.

No more fighting?

No!

It's just that he doesn't feel the need for the knife anymore.

The night sky was quiet, and no one came out to challenge him.

Ji Chen did not leave, because there was a strong man looking around in the dark, and he sensed a vague fighting spirit.

The strong man is adjusting his mentality and waiting for the opportunity.

The vision of heaven and earth just now had a great impact on everyone. In the current battle, Xin Jing would inevitably fall into the inferior position.

Ji Chen's mentality and body were at their peak at this moment. Giving those people a chance, he stood with his hands behind his back and waited in the void.

Ji Chen looked at the bright moon, his thoughts drifting, and all kinds of things about his past and present life came to his mind.

He is not a murderous person, but the world is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten. The general trend is that he has to pick up the knife and cut out a piece of heaven and earth.

This night was very long, as if it would never end. Everyone was waiting, and Ji Chen was waiting too. The waiting was the longest, and no one knew what would happen tomorrow.

No one left, and even if they did, they would be unable to sleep all night, so they would simply wait here.

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