Wu Jing is so old that he has never been taught a lesson from outsiders, let alone a junior like Wu Kong.

Although the two have the same seniority, because of their age, Wu Jing naturally regards Gao Zhengyang as a junior.

"Rareless." Wu Jing shouted: "Which teacher taught you that you are so rude."

"Who taught you this?" Gao Zhengyang asked slowly.

The cold Wujing became angry, with her thin eyebrows raised, her phoenix eyes narrowed, her eyes as cold as a sword. But this anger made her look much more vivid, more realistic, and more like a living person.

Wu Jing was finally an eighth-level master. He suppressed his anger as soon as he turned around and lowered his thin eyebrows.

"I can tell you how good I can talk. I will only remind you of the two sects."

Wu Jing said coldly: "It would be fine if you are rude to me. If any seniors of other sects ask you, what should I do?"

"Give me a courtesy back to politeness, and make sense back to politeness."

Gao Zhengyang replied casually and said, "I won't bother outsiders about my affairs. You can go."

Wu Jing has a very talented talent, but he is not good at talking. When he encounters Gao Zhengyang, he has no good idea.

"Take care of yourself." Wu Jing threw down and hurried away with a cold face.

"Senior brother, you are so awesome."

Yuanming knew that Wu Jing was powerful and was worried about Gao Zhengyang, but he didn't expect that Wu Jing would be angry with him in just a few words. He couldn't help but admire him and prostrated himself.

Several female nuns from the White Lotus Sect were also happy. They were quite happy to see the arrogant and arrogant Uncle Wujing defeated.

But no one dared to say anything because of Wu Jing's majesty. He could only express his support for Gao Zhengyang with his eyes and smile.

The other male disciples also looked admiring. Someone couldn't help but reminded: "Senior Sister Wujing has a bad temper, so Senior Brother should pay attention."

"Yes, yes, Master Huiyuan assigned Senior Sister Wujing to take charge of the precepts, and we are all afraid of her to death."

As the young monk said this, he winked at Gao Zhengyang one after another. He meant to let him pay attention and not to be on Wu Jing's hands.

Gao Zhengyang smiled slightly, and a group of children were talking sneakily, much like a group of primary school students talking about harsh female teachers when he was a child.

For Yuanming and others, the eighth-level enlightenment mirror is undoubtedly much more terrifying than the female teacher.

Gao Zhengyang found it very interesting. He has always been the one who was confronted. This is the first time he has stood with the masses in recent years.

I have to say that this feeling is actually quite good.

Yuanming is proud again now, "Senior brother is the most powerful. Any woman who meets him will be impressed. Like Miss Yue, Liu Qingge, Liu everyone, and even Princess Yuzhen admires Senior Brother very much..."

No one knows who Miss Yue is. Liu Qingge has been famous all over the world in recent years and is known as the world's number one piano player. Not to mention Princess Yuzhen, she is the princess of Shanguo Zhenguo. She is famous and everyone knows it.

Such a strong woman was also subdued by Senior Brother Wukong!

Everyone looked at Gao Zhengyang's gaze again, and there was a little more enviousness and jealousy in Qingpeng.

Gao Zhengyang really wanted to sew Yuanming's mouth on. This child was quite cute, but when did he become a big mouth?

Enjoying everyone's surprised and expectant eyes, Yuanming continued, "You don't have to be jealous. Senior Brother Wukong never pursues women, it's all women chasing him. His peerless literary talent can convince all the women in the world. Senior Brother Wujing is not easy to capture,"

Hearing Yuanming's words become more and more outrageous, Gao Zhengyang reached out and pressed his shoulder, gently pressed the blood vessels around his acupoints, and held back his words.

"Senior brother is a little tired, so I can find a place to rest."

Yuanming nodded involuntarily, driven by Gao Zhengyang's power, and kept walking out.

Gao Zhengyang's efforts were extremely exquisite, so outsiders naturally could not see anything. Although they were a little disappointed, they still left the way.

The Vajra Sect’s spaceship has three layers in total, with a head and tail of more than a hundred feet, and the layout is quite spacious.

As Huiming's youngest disciple, Yuanming is not very old and has a low status. There is a separate cabin on the second floor.

Although it is only about a meter in size, it not only has a bed, but also a table. All kinds of utensils are simple and tidy.

Gao Zhengyang sat on the hard wooden bed and relaxed his whole body.

From Yanziwu to Nanminghai and then to the Phantom Spirit World, he never really lay down to rest.

This is not physical fatigue, but a kind of mental relaxation.

Sitting on the bed, I instinctively wanted to have a sleep.

"Senior brother, sleep for a while, you go out first." Gao Zhengyang yawned and finally explained to Yuanming: "You still have to, don't talk about your senior brother's affairs."

Yuanming knew that he had gone too far, so he hurriedly expressed his opinion: "Don't worry, senior brother, I won't say anything. Aren't you too excited just now?"

"Well, be honest, senior brother will give you candy when he wakes up."

Gao Zhengyang lay down lazily and waved his hand to indicate that Yuanming could go out.

Yuanming hasn't seen Gao Zhengyang for a long time. He wanted to have a good chat, but he had to feel wronged when he saw this.

Murmuring: "I've grown up and don't like eating candy anymore..."

After leaving the room, Yuanming saw Wu Jing standing in the corridor.

Yuanming felt weak in his heart, and he turned around and wanted to leave. However, Wu Jing stopped him, "Yuanming, come here. I have something to ask you."

"Senior Brother Wujing." Without Gao Zhengyang beside him, Yuanming became honest and walked over to greet him.

"Come with me and ask you if you have something to do." Wu Jing ordered, but without looking at Yuanming, he turned around and left.

Yuanming had a bitter face and followed Wu Jing honestly, not daring to breathe.

Wu Jing took Yuanming and lowered the first floor to a very spacious martial arts training hall.

The small hall is several meters in a radius, and the surroundings are reinforced by magic circles, for people to practice boxing and compete here.

As soon as he came in, Yuanming became a long-term elder. It was here that Wu Jing left him with an extremely profound lesson in the name of guiding martial arts.

Since then, Yuanming has been in awe of Wu Jing to the core. So, Wu Jing has been so excited today.

Unexpectedly, June debts have to be paid off quickly. In a blink of an eye, Wu Jing came to deal with him.

Yuanming was about to cry because of grievances, "Senior Brother Wujing, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Yuanming thought to himself, why don’t you go to Senior Brother Wukong to vent your anger on me?

Wu Jing smiled gently at Yuanming, "Junior brother, I just want to ask about Wukong."

Yuanming's calves were trembling with laughter. Last time Wu Jing laughed so gently, and then beat him up. He was so painful that he couldn't sleep or eat well for seven or eight days.

"Senior brother, just ask, I will tell you what I know."

Yuanming squeezed out a smile when he pleased, sighing in his heart, "Senior Brother Wukong, I'm sorry to you."

Wu Jing was still very satisfied with Yuanming's attitude and carefully asked about various related matters about Wukong.

She wasn't so stingy, because she wanted to take revenge on Gao Zhengyang after a few words.

It was mainly because of the sudden arrival of Wukong, and Wukong was also very mysterious. Even within the Vajra Sect, no one knew his origin.

This is very strange!

Although the Vajra Sect is great, there are not many disciples of the level of Wukong. Wukong is also famous all over the world for his poetry and literary talent.

Logically speaking, such a person should be known to everyone in the Vajra Sect.

Wu Jing was very suspicious of Wukong's origin, especially Wukong was full of rebellious words, and he was not like a disciple of the Vajra Sect.

Vajra Sect is the most central and plain sect among the ten Buddhist sects. It emphasizes one step at a time, and seeks the Dharma with reality. It is never about empty talk. It does not talk about sudden enlightenment.

Wu Jing has never seen Huiming, but he knows that Huiming enters the Tao with Vajra Fist and is a typical strong man of the Vajra Sect. A person like him has a deep understanding of the method of realization, and every move, every word and action will inevitably follow the rules. It is absolutely impossible to teach Wukong a reckless disciple.

Master Huiyuan on the spaceship is entering into meditation, and her master is practicing secret techniques with mercy.

Wu Jing felt that she had to be responsible for the safety of the entire ship. Of course, she was also very dissatisfied. For public and private purposes, she had to touch Gao Zhengyang's bottom.

Yuanming actually didn't know much. Most of Gao Zhengyang's things were extremely secretive, such as studying the Diamond Sutra, etc., and it was impossible for Yuanming to know these secrets.

Including Liu Qingge and Princess Yuzhen, he only knew a little bit. He didn't know what was going on here.

Yuanming couldn't answer anything, and Wu Jing was a little angry. But looking at Yuanming's trembling appearance, it didn't seem like he was lying.

"You don't know anything!"

"Senior Brother Wujing, I have said everything I know." Yuanming cried in his voice, as if tears could spurt out at any time.

Wu Jing was not sympathetic at all, "You play all day long and are in vain in your practice. I will give you some advice."

"Woo..." Yuanming's wail soon turned into a scream of pain.

After half an hour, Yuanming collapsed on the ground, his body as soft as a boneless flesh worm.

Wu Jing shook his head, "Junior brother, your homework is a lot of wasted, remember to practice hard."

The refreshing Wujing left the martial arts hall, leaving Yuanming sniffing in a low voice.

After Wu Jing walked away, Yuanming sighed, wiped away the tears in his eyes, lay on the ground with his back, lamenting: "I have such a miserable life..."

Yuanming's heart was also big, so he quickly left his mind and lay there and fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was deep outside the window, and I don't know when it was.

Yuanming wiped his face twice and ran back to his room. As soon as he entered the door, he howled twice, "Senior brother, I was beaten."

Gao Zhengyang also woke up, and he said lazily: "I heard that you are full of energy, it's okay."

"Don't mention it, the woman Wu Jing's hands were black and poisonous, and her bones were broken."
To be continued...