The silver silk of the whisk is like a sword, gathering and dispersing, just like thousands of sharp swords stabbing towards him.

"Bodhi wisdom sword."

Gao Zhengyang could tell at a glance that Wu Jing used the supreme secret method of the White Lotus Sect.

The Bodhi wisdom sword of the White Lotus Sect is known as a little spiritual light that contains divine wisdom, and everything in the world is a sword.

That is to say, as long as you have the intention of swords, heaven, earth, all things, and all living beings can make swords.

Only talking about the wonder of sword intent, the Bodhi Wisdom Sword is unparalleled in the world. Unfortunately, this sword intent is vast and vast, and it uses sword intent to control the world, all things, and sentient beings. Only the second ancestor of the White Lotus Sect could barely be trained and become the strongest swordsman in the world at that time.

Over the past few thousand years, although the Bodhi wisdom sword of the White Lotus Sect is famous all over the world, it has never produced any peerless swordsman again.

Wu Jing's sword intent is very pure, but that's all. Not to mention that it cannot be compared with Yan Shisan, the charm is less agile than Yue Qingyu.

Wu Jing was also afraid of hurting Yuanming, so he did not dare to use force, nor did he mean to kill. Although his aura was strong, his sword intent was restrained.

Gao Zhengyang looked down on this sword technique, and he used it in Wu Jing's hand and had no power at all.

Without a strong enough sword intent, it is nonsense to use all living beings as swords.

Gao Zhengyang flicked his long sleeves, and the flying silver threads were rolled aside.

Wu Jing realized that something was wrong. His instinct without thinking triggered the heavenly level martial soul. A white-clothed Bodhisattva Dharma image holding a jade sword appeared behind Wu Jing.

"Flower stand..."

Gao Zhengyang said disdainfully, and his hand hidden in his long sleeves bounced his fingers, and an invisible finger force penetrated the mirror's eyebrows.

The pure and powerful finger power not only locked the Wujing Divine Palace, but also sealed the martial soul that she had just urged.

The white-clothed Mirror was like being hit by a fixed spell, and his whole body was locked by finger force, and he couldn't even turn his eyes.

Wu Jing was shocked. She had never encountered such a situation before, and she didn't understand why she lost.

Gao Zhengyang grinned his white teeth and smiled at her, making Wu Jing even more scared.

What do you want to do if such a strong man impersonates Wukong to board the ship?

The more Wu Jing thought about it, the more shocked he became, the more afraid he became. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was in his beautiful and slender phoenix eyes.

The cold and lofty woman suddenly showed a weak and panic-like posture. This contrast made Wu Jing a little more cute.

Gao Zhengyang smiled brighter and brighter. But in Wu Jing's eyes, the other party's smile obviously became more lewd.

"What the hell is he trying to do!" Wu Jing couldn't help but think of some terrible scenes, and felt even more frightened. She would rather die than be ravaged and ruined.

"Bang……"

Wu Jing's body was fixed and could no longer maintain balance. He was directly on the ground with a look on his face.

Fortunately, her body has been tempered by vitality, and ordinary swords are difficult to hurt. A light drop is nothing.

But his face first hit the ground and then lay at Gao Zhengyang's feet, which made Wu Jing feel very ashamed.

Gao Zhengyang is very satisfied with this effect. Children like Wu Jing don’t know the world is so powerful that they need to teach them a lesson.

He kept using his left hand to help Yuanming guide his spiritual energy. This lasted for half an hour before he completely drained the spiritual energy of the golden silk peaches.

Gao Zhengyang threw Yuanming on the wooden bed and muttered: "Senior brother is so loyal to you, you must not forget it in the future."

Yuanming was hit by the spiritual energy and was about to die, but his will was still very clear. I wanted to answer, but his muscles were sore and numb that he could not open his mouth at all, so he could only blink his big eyes to indicate.

"What's the use of blinking? You have received great kindness. When your senior brother needs you, you can repay your life without saying a word, right?"

Yuanming knew that what he was eating was good, but now his spiritual energy was slowly dispersing, and his bones and muscles became significantly stronger and stronger. His blood seemed to have become purer.

The whole body is like a marrow-cleaning tendons, full of vitality and strength.

His cultivation level has not been directly improved, but his foundation has been consolidated. If he had been at the eighth level before, after consolidating his foundation this time, his future will become unlimited.

Yuanming looked stupid, but he understood in his heart. He tried hard to open his mouth and said slowly: "Master, brother, I will never forget the kindness of my love."

"Okay, practice hard, wait until you become the leader of the Vajra Sect, and then you will be more sincere in your words to repay your kindness."

Gao Zhengyang just teased Yuanming, how could he care about Yuanming's reward?

"Sir, brother, Wu Jing, senior brother is a good person, don't make things difficult for her."

Yuanming became more and more smooth as he spoke. Gao Zhengyang was already mysterious and it was not surprising that he became powerful. But Wu Jing has always been good to him, although he was cold. He didn't want any conflict between Gao Zhengyang and Wu Jing.

"I'm not embarrassed for her." Gao Zhengyang said indifferently: "It's all her who rushed over and beat me, but she didn't learn well."

Wu Jing lay on the ground, and was even more ashamed of being said. He was captured by Gao Zhengyang in one move, and no excuse was used to explain it. If he lost, he would lose.

The world of warriors is that simple. It is useless to say that flowers are used to say, you will know the level of abilities by trying it out.

Gao Zhengyang brushed casually and untie the restrictions on Wu Jing.

Wu Jing's pretty face was red, and there was no trace of coldness and arrogance. She was silent for a moment and bowed to Gao Zhengyang, "Sorry, I'm too reckless."

"Just know." Gao Zhengyang was not polite either.

Wu Jing wanted to ask Gao Zhengyang about his origin, but he lost so badly that he had no face to ask more questions. He turned around and left silently.

When he returned to his room, Wu Jingxin could not calm down. Wukong was famous all over the world for his peerless literary talent, so where did he get his peerless martial arts?

Thinking of Gao Zhengyang's casual blow, the Vajra sword finger hidden in his long sleeves, the finger strength was solid, and it could easily penetrate her layer of protective secret techniques, even controlling her martial soul.

I'm afraid that this kind of martial arts is not inferior to her master.

Wu Jing tossed and turned, and the more she thought about it, the more she became more and more scared. She hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help but come to the master's ruthless door.

Before she could knock on the door, a ruthless and old voice came out, "Come in."

Wu Jing pushed open the door and saw Jueqing sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was calm and calm.

A sandalwood shines a little red light in the incense burner in the corner, emitting a ray of fragrance.

Somehow, Wu Jing's impetuous heart immediately calmed down. She folded her ten and bowed, and quietly knelt beside her heartless side.

"What are your doubts?" I don't know how long it took to break the silence and asked softly.

"Master, what is the origin of this person Wukong?"

Wu Jing lowered his head and said ashamedly: "The disciple is incompetent, and he will be defeated in his hands with one move."

"Wukong is here?"

He opened his eyes and looked a little surprised. He pondered and said, "This is an amazing person. It's nothing if you lose to him."

Wu Jing was even more confused. Who was Wukong who could be regarded as a person who could be praised by the ruthless person.

"Wukong is not a disciple of Vajra Sect, nor is Huiming's disciple. He has another identity and is also famous all over the world. This time he attended the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony, and I don't know how many storms he will cause!"

The ruthless green eyes shone with faint light in the darkness, as if they were quite sighing, and there were some indescribable mystery.

But she stopped when she said this.

Wu Jing couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Her master wouldn't be ridiculous on weekdays. What does it mean to stop halfway through.

"Can't you guess?" Jueqing looked at Wu Jing, as if he was a little disappointed with her slow reaction.

Wu Jing racked his brains and tried hard to guess Wukong's true identity.

"Wukong's other identity must be a Buddhist. Moreover, he is an important figure in this Buddhist Birthday Ceremony. This person cannot be a famous senior in Buddhism, so..."

Wu Jing flashed with an inspiration, and she exclaimed in disbelief: "Wukong is Gao Zhengyang, the leader of the Xin Buddha Sect!"

No wonder Wukong's martial arts are so powerful. He is the youngest ninth level in age. He defeated many geniuses of the barbarians and defeated Feng Li, the King of Wu'an.

It can be said that he became famous in one battle. How many warriors in the world don’t know his name!

Gao Zhengyang is the leader of the Heart Buddha Sect. During this Buddha Birth Ceremony, each sect wants to divide the Heart Buddha Sect. Gao Zhengyang is the most critical figure among them.

Therefore, he must be the central figure of the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony.

After Wu Jing figured out this point, the other doubts were suddenly understood.

He smiled with a heartless smile. This apprentice was quite smart and did not disappoint her.

Her face was yellow and her eyebrows were all gone. When she pursed her lips and smiled, she pulled the thin flesh on her face, which was a bit hideous.

Wu Jing followed Jueqing since childhood, and she was also shaking her heart.

"This time, the Leiyin Temple General Hall also came to join in the fun. The 10,000-year disaster has arrived, and no one can sit still. Haha..."

Jueqing smiled coldly again and warned: "This ceremony is full of turbulent changes, remember to be careful not to fall into other people's calculations."

Before Wu Jing could speak, someone suddenly said outside the door: "The ruthless sect leader is here, and Gao Zhengyang, the Xin Buddha Sect, asked for a meeting."
Chapter completed!