Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 219 Stockings, the former queen (four thousand, asking for monthly tickets)

"Master, please respect yourself!"

Dugu Jialuo's face was frosty, and while scolding coldly, she subconsciously wanted to move her legs away from Zhang Kuang's legs.

But when Zhang Kuang really let go, the piercing pain came again, and her face changed immediately - if it had not been relieved by Zhang Kuang's true energy, she would still think that the pain was bearable, but now it seemed like it was returned double, making her face turn pale.

"No, no, take it away!"

Dugu Jialuo was still mentally resolute and endured the pain to move her legs away.

But Zhang Kuang had a bad temper and grinned, "Don't take it away? Okay!"

His hand pressed on Dugu Jialuo's leg again, and then his true energy emerged like mist, wrapping Dugu Jialuo's legs from bottom to top, as meticulously as a pair of stockings.

Dugu Jialuo's expression suddenly brightened up a lot, his nostrils slightly flared, and he hummed a few light tunes. But the next moment, his face was full of anger, and he lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "Tianshi, do you know what you are doing?"

"I'm treating the queen, that's all." If Zhang Kuang was really scared by her, it would be because she would perform a magic trick and transform into the ultimate life form in an instant, pressing him to the ground and rubbing him.

Otherwise, engaging in a war of words is the weakest and most powerless means.

Dugu Jialuo's face was rosy, but his expression was as ugly as if he had been beaten with a dozen big fists for no reason...

Zhang Kuang didn't care what Dugu Jialuo thought. Instead, he massaged harder, lightly tapping Dugu Jialuo's legs with not very strong force to help relieve the pain, and she gradually ignored Zhang Kuang's hand.

Zhang Kuang only felt that it felt good. Of course, it couldn't compare to a girl's in terms of elasticity, but it was very voluptuous. If she wore black stockings...

His expression suddenly became serious, and he said seriously, "It takes time for the ice to freeze three feet thick. If the Queen wants to completely cure her old illness, in addition to daily massage, blood circulation, blood stasis, and bone correction, she also needs external correction."

Hearing the word "external objects", Dugu Jialuo's eyes almost spit fire, "How dare you play tricks on me like this? Do you want to die?"

If this were a game, Dugu Jialuo's favorability would have dropped from 60 to -100!

She made up her mind that if Zhang Kuang really dared to take out something dirty, she would immediately call the palace guards.

But what Dugu Jialuo didn't expect was that Zhang Kuang simply took out a pair of pants from his sleeve that were as thin as a cicada's wing and looked quite delicate and expensive?
"These are stockings. They have a certain warmth-retaining function and can also help shape the Queen's legs, making them look straighter and slimmer. They can also relieve leg fatigue and reduce pressure."

As Zhang Kuang spoke, he took off Dugu Jialuo's shoes and socks.

I saw a pair of golden-threaded phoenix shoes with a red bottom and snow-white socks, revealing a pair of tender, white and round feet. As soon as they stepped out, their toes curled up immediately, and the blue veins on the tense insteps were visible to the naked eye.

There was no strange expression on Zhang Kuang's face. He turned around and asked Yuchi to put on stockings for Dugu Jialuo.

Yuchi was afraid that she would be killed by Dugu Jialuo, so she was in a trance and did not respond to Zhang Kuang's order.

Dugu Jialuo instantly found a place to vent his anger. He threw the teacup filled with tea at Yuchi's feet and shouted angrily, "What are you waiting for, you lowly slave?"

Yuchi suddenly came back to his senses, his face pale and he was at a loss.

Zhang Kuang repeated it again.

She then tremblingly stepped forward to help Dugu Jialuo put on black stockings, not noticing that she had lifted Dugu Jialuo's dress to her waist.

Dugu Jialuo's face flushed with blood. He threw another teacup at the entrance of the pavilion and glared at the female official who heard the noise and wanted to come forward to check, saying, "Get lost!"

The female official hurriedly retreated.

He secretly complained in his heart: "I don't know what the Heavenly Master did to make the Empress so angry. Poor Heavenly Master, this is probably the first time he has encountered such a thing. He must be terrified."

Zhang Kuang was not frightened at all. Instead, he said boldly, "The Empress is in good health and has taken good care of herself. If she practices my techniques, both her old ailments and her appearance will be cured in a few months."

Dugu Jialuo ignored what he said, but stood up and let down her skirt immediately. After she realized that her legs were no longer painful, she looked at Zhang Kuang with a look of disgust, and her mood had improved a little.

"Is this true?"

"I never tell lies."

Zhang Kuang is particularly credible in this regard. After all, he is a kind-hearted person and never takes past lies to heart. To round it off, he naturally never lies.

Dugu Jialuo looked conflicted, but finally said, "This matter cannot be mentioned to outsiders."

"I keep my mouth shut." Zhang Kuang said with great confidence.

Dugu Jialuo's expression became much better. After heaving a sigh of relief, he said with a stern face, "Yuchi Fanchi and the others will be sent to your Tianshi Temple next month."

"...the order was given today, and it can be completed next month?"

"Don't worry, don't underestimate the bond between those craftsmen and the Nine Clans."

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"Or you can just kill my entire clan."

The Junior Supervisor of the Craftsmen's Office immediately dropped the project after seeing the rough plan of the Tianshi Temple. His cheek twitched as he said,

"Even if the world's best craftsman, Lu Miaozi, came, it would be impossible for him to build such a Taoist temple in just one month."

Wei Lianxiang looked at the eunuch with pity and reminded him, "Eunuch, this is an imperial decree."

Who knows, he might really kill all nine generations of your clan!

"..." The young eunuch felt that he might have offended the emperor in some way, otherwise why would he send him on such a mission that would obviously send him to his death?
Could it be that the emperor was in a bad mood and deliberately gave him an impossible task so that he could vent his anger on me under a legitimate pretext?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The emperor shouldn't be so shameless as to be like this.

The young supervisor gave the correct answer and said with a bitter look on his face, "If that's the case, then I'll have to go back and prepare for my funeral."

"Don't worry, young eunuch. I do have a half-baked proposal." Seeing that he was disheartened, Wei Lianxiang's eyes moved and she took a step sideways to stop the young eunuch.

The young eunuch said gloomily, "Thank you for your concern, great official. However, this is not difficult, it is simply impossible! It will take at least three years to build such a Taoist temple from scratch!"
A month? That would be impossible unless we mobilized the entire city to work day and night."

Wei Lianxiang smiled and said, "Since we can't make it, why not find a way to pick up a ready-made one?"

The young supervisor's eyes lit up slightly.

Wei Lianxiang shook the blueprint in her hand and said, "After all, this blueprint was originally taken from somewhere else, so maybe there's a chance."

The young supervisor took the blueprint and looked at it carefully: "Hmm... Hmm? Hmm!"

Wei Lianxiang saw his expression change and couldn't help asking, "Is it difficult?"

"Let me put it this way," the young eunuch said with a wry smile, "If anyone in this temple were to come to any harm, my entire clan wouldn't be safe either!"

"Ah, this?" "This is where those monks used to live!"

In the past, there were five queens. Although Yang Jian, who replaced Zhou, named Yang Lihua Princess Anping, he had no good intentions towards the other four women.

However, Yang Lihua was a kind person. She knew that they all had miserable lives and did not want to make things difficult for them, so she asked them to become nuns and built a Buddhist temple in the city.

This is the blueprint of the Taoist temple.

"The difference between Buddhist temples and Taoist temples is a bit too big, isn't it?" Wei Lianxiang smacked her lips.

"Actually, it's not much different," the young eunuch said with a wry smile. "Those people are all quiet people. Although they say they are monks, they actually live in seclusion. It looks like a Buddhist temple from the outside, but there are actually no Buddha statues inside, not even memorial tablets. It would be very easy to change it."

"This is the Young Eunuch's business," Wei Lianxiang said, as if to leave, but then stopped and said, "But it's also the Heavenly Master's business. If the Young Eunuch is truly unsure, he might as well ask to see His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin."

Now, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Jian is more interested in Prince of Jin Yang Guang. Wei Lianxiang naturally has to move closer to Yang Guang in order to gain his trust, but she has never had any chance. She hopes that this time she can get in touch with him with the help of Zhang Kuang's incident.

The young eunuch thanked him repeatedly, and then hurried to find Prince Jin.

Yang Guang had a close relationship with his eldest sister, and he respected and feared her, so naturally he did not dare to seek a fight with her. Instead, he turned to Dugu Jialuo for help.

However, at this time, Zhang Kuang had already brought Yuchi back to Cihang Jingzhai.

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Cihang Jingzhai.

Fan Qinghui sat quietly in her room, listening to the information collected by her junior sister, her white jade-like fingers tapping on the table one by one.

"Senior Sister, this is all the information we have about the Imperial Lecture. I contacted several people, and they were reluctant to talk at first. However, after I told them about the relationship between you and Master Zhang, they all agreed.

They're talking about pretty much the same thing, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Fan Qinghui's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she shook her head slightly upon hearing this. "Of course there's no problem, but it's truly unbelievable. In just one day, the previously unknown Zhang Zhenren unexpectedly transformed himself into the Taoist Zhang Tianshi. Even the 'Tai Chi' he established, which only had a name, became the state religion of Tianshi Dao."

"If it were you, would you dare to believe it?"

The younger sister smiled and said, "It's not important whether I believe it or not. What's important is you, Senior Sister."

"I?"

"Master Zhang was always a popular figure, and now his status has skyrocketed. Unlike us Buddhists, he's not forbidden from marrying. I'm afraid many people have their eyes on him. If Senior Sister doesn't work hard, I'm afraid she'll end up alone in the future... Ah!"

The younger sister angrily looked at Fan Qinghui who had suddenly launched a sneak attack, stretched out her hands to protect herself, and said with a blushing face, "Senior sister, you were never so vulgar before!"

"I told you not to talk nonsense again!" Fan Qinghui glanced at her younger sister, her mind full of mixed thoughts. She could only suppress her chaotic thoughts and said, "Have you sent the news to Master?"

"I sent it, but I haven't received a reply yet." The younger sister's face became serious for once, and she said earnestly, "Now that the Southern Demon Sect has grown in power, the Yin Gui Sect seems to be considering unifying the two sects and the Six Paths. Rumor has it that their Saintess Zhu Yuyan has cultivated the Heavenly Demonic Art to the seventeenth level. Master and Senior Sister Bi Xiuxin must be troubled by this matter lately."

When mentioning Bi Xiuxin, the junior sister's eyes were full of admiration.

In each generation of Cihang Jingzhai, there is only one person who can travel the world. They would rather have no one than have someone of poor quality and choose the best one. Bi Xiuxin was able to defeat Fan Qinghui to become the traveler of the world in this generation. Both her strength and character are enough to convince everyone.

Fan Qinghui also nodded, but he was not worried about this: "The Demon Sect is just a scattered group. Even if the Yin Gui Sect has the support of the Southern Chen, now that Buddhism and Taoism have both established themselves in the Sui Kingdom, I think the day of world unification is not far away. When the Southern Chen is destroyed, the Yin Gui Sect will be like a rootless duckweed, with no power."

The younger sister said with longing in her eyes, "When the world is unified, the people will be able to live and work in peace, right?"

maybe!
Fan Qinghui sighed softly. The world was still unsettled, and the various factions fighting for power and profit were still tactful. If there were no external threats in the future, I was afraid that the Sui Dynasty would be in chaos...

But this has nothing to do with her. She is not a contemporary traveler anyway. Whether it is Zhu Yuyan or Shi Zhixuan, they will be Bi Xiuxin's concerns. She just needs to practice with Zhang Kuang.

But when she thought of Zhang Kuang, Fan Qinghui felt a little itchy again. She couldn't help but wonder, could it be that she was really in love for the first time and had tasted the sweetness of love?
Why is it that whenever I think of Zhang Kuang, all I can think of are the details of our cultivation with him?
Although Fan Qinghui Cihang Sword Canon had not been cultivated to the level of clear sword heart, he was also a master at the level of telepathy, and suddenly became aware of his own abnormality.

But at this moment, Zhang Kuang had already returned.

Another junior sister came specially to tell Fan Qinghui the news.

Fan Qinghui didn't think about it anymore. Under the teasing gaze of her junior sister, she stood up and went to find Zhang Kuang.

But when he saw Yuchi, who had already taken off half of her clothes in the room, he felt as if he had been poured with a basin of ice water in the cold weather. His limbs were stiff and he couldn't move. He stared at Yuchi blankly.

Yuchi was a little panicked.

Zhang Kuang stepped forward and put his arm around Fan Qinghui's somewhat tense body. He rubbed her shoulders and gently pushed her to sit at the table. Then he turned around, closed the door, and said, "She is the maid given to me by the Queen. Her name is Yuchi. What's Yuchi?"

"I don't have a name. I was still a child when my family was struck by tragedy. Now I only have my eldest sister, and she has become a nun, so people often call me Yuchi."

The little palace maid lowered her head and covered her half-taken-off clothes with her hands. Tears as big as beans slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

"It's okay. I'll let her name you after you and your sister are reunited."

Zhang Kuang's casual remark made Yuchi tremble, but she did not refute it in the end. She just continued to change her clothes silently.

However, Fan Qinghui took a deep breath and cleared her mind of all the messy thoughts. She did not reject Zhang Kuang's intimate gesture, but continued to ask about what happened in Zhang Kuang's Zhilan Palace.

Zhang Kuang had no taboos and naturally told everything without any scruples, including the reactions of both Buddhism and Taoism, Yang Jian's "favor" to him, and even Dugu Jialuo's attempts to win him over.

It's just that there are some subtle details in the description of treating Dugu Jialuo, and it doesn't say that he took the initiative.

Fan Qinghui nodded frequently, especially after hearing that Zhang Kuang had rejected Dugu Jialuo's matchmaking for him and Yuwen Eying, the anger in her heart completely dissipated.

Turning around, she said regretfully, "After all, she is a daughter of the royal family. If my husband can marry her, perhaps he can be promoted to a noble title."

Zhang Kuang laughed out loud upon hearing this, and stretched out his hand and clenched his fist in front of Fan Qinghui as before.

Without further ado, Fan Qinghui understood what he meant and smiled softly, "Yes, with your pride, how could you earn a title by relying on a woman?"

"Although I don't rely on women to earn a title, I still want to rely on Qinghui to cultivate my true qi~~"

"Virtue!" Fan Qinghui pretended to resist and gave him a gentle push, then said seriously, "Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. It's better not to delay."

The room suddenly became noisy.

Unlike other major forces, they did not fall into a deathly silence.

The Buddhist and Taoist sects were very receptive, especially with the Tai Chi Chuan Sutra in hand. After a little patience, they accepted Zhang Kuang as their "Heavenly Master".

But for Yuchi Fanchi, Zhu Manyue, Chen Yueyi, and Yuan Leshang, it was truly a "death" silence...

(End of this chapter)