Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

"They're not hostile, so I feel bad about harming them. What should I do?"

Zuo Qiuchi sat up, took the boy off her body, put him aside, and sat quietly to wait for the guest.

dong dong dong.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the sound of about three people's footsteps.

"It's interesting that he can be so polite even when he's possessed by a demon." Zuo Qiuchi muttered.

Chu Mingkong didn't want to keep burying his head in the sand, so he glanced at Zuo Qiuchi and then politely responded to the person outside the door.

"Who?"

"It is late at night. This humble nun has suddenly come up with a method to heal Your Highness. I may try to heal your wounds."

This is Si Chunhua's voice, but her tone is vastly different from when we met during the day, and even her address... "This humble nun?"

As far as Chu Mingkong knew, although they worshipped Buddha here, the disciples did not consider themselves monks or nuns, and they would certainly not humbly refer to themselves as "poor nun." Usually, elders would refer to themselves as "this seat" to outsiders without any problem.

Could this be a case of being possessed?

Chu Mingkong got out of bed and opened the door. Elder Si Chunhua was standing outside the door, wearing a nun's robe, but the collar was open, revealing her snow-white breasts. Her indifferent gaze, if looked at for a while, revealed a touch of loving tenderness and charm.

What Chu Mingkong could not ignore most was the layer of soft, warm Buddhist light behind her, as if a holy Buddha or Bodhisattva had appeared.

But when Chu Mingkong looked over with his senses, he saw that Elder Si Chunhua's body was shrouded in a dark and obscure black aura.

It was eerie and strange, like a stern and solemn elder woman who, during the day, suddenly transformed into a loving and beautiful mother to come and find him in the dead of night.

Chu Mingkong couldn't muster any hostility towards this character who seemed like a possessing villain at first glance, because he genuinely didn't sense any hostility from her. In fact, in his eyes, Si Chunhua was still absorbing the demonic energy wandering within the sect.

The demonic energy within the elders beside her weakened, and they were all absorbed into Si Chunhua's body before collapsing into unconsciousness.

"Who are you?" Chu Mingkong asked with a stern expression.

"This body is Si Chunhua."

"Do you have any way to heal my wounds?"

"Joyful Zen".

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PS: That's all for today's three updates. I just looked up some information about the female bodhisattva's character design and suddenly felt that it could be made more interesting. I'll go take another look.

Chapter 144: The Great Wild God King

Chu Mingkong had just heard her answer as "This body is Si Chunhua". Does this mean that only the physical body is Si Chunhua, but the spirit is not?

Back when he was in Xiling, all sorts of wicked forces wanted to take him as their disciple. They all spoke like masters, their words like riddles, full of traps and schemes. Chatting with them felt like playing a game of strategy.

In the end, Chu Mingkong chose Zuo Qiuchi as his teacher. The reason was simple: she was beautiful, had a big butt, and didn't mince words. She just said what she meant. Back then, she simply asked for a heavy sword from the Xiling Prince's treasury, and then she taught Chu Mingkong all her skills. It was that simple.

Sincerity combined with a round, beautiful bottom is more powerful than any clever words in his eyes.

“You are not Si Chunhua. You are merely using her body. You are the owner of that relic?” Chu Mingkong said.

The woman said slowly and deliberately:

“The Buddha has three bodies. He manifests in three bodies to guide sentient beings. This body is Si Chunhua, and I, the humble nun, am Si Chunhua.”

A manifestation of the body?

Chu Mingkong recalled some superstitious sayings he had heard before, which were roughly about how Buddha has three bodies, and the highest level of Buddhism is to cultivate the Dharma body, the reward body, and the manifestation body.

In Chu Mingkong's understanding, the Dharmakaya corresponds to the spirit, primordial spirit, and soul. The Manifestation Body is the physical body; the highest level of the Manifestation Body can manifest according to circumstances, guiding sentient beings in the six realms to Buddhahood.

"Can your Joyful Zen heal the wounds of the Abyss?" Chu Mingkong asked, pondering whether he could obtain the cultivation technique from her.

“The Buddha’s teachings can resolve all calamities. This pain is a punishment for Your Highness’s angry temper. It is both an ordeal and a form of cultivation. This humble nun can help Your Highness pass through this karmic fire, and therefore should bear this karmic fire for Your Highness.”

Upon hearing the word "crossing," Chu Mingkong knew her intentions; she most likely wanted to use the Joyful Zen to convert him.

Chu Mingkong's ox said it wanted to try, but Chu Mingkong told it that this place was a trap and it shouldn't go in recklessly.

Besides, Zuo Qiuchi was right there, and Chu Mingkong didn't want to let the demon-possessed Si Chunhua affect his relationship with his master.

His mind was clear, and he calmly asked in return:

"Then here's the problem: we've never met, I'm not very familiar with the person you mentioned, Si Chunhua, and I'm even less familiar with your Buddhist sect; we even have some enmity between us."

Why are you healing my wounds?

“Your Highness has the countenance of a wise king, and is destined to be connected with the Buddha. However, Your Highness is burdened by karmic obstacles, unable to see clearly between this life and the next, and is filled with anger and delusion. This humble nun can remove Your Highness’s karmic obstacles and dispel all evil, so that you can feel the Buddha’s love for Your Highness.”

"Really? I don't believe it. Where would I find the mark of a wise king?"

"Your Highness is connected with the Great Sage Huanxi Tian, ​​also known as the Great Wilderness God, and is his reincarnation. He has a kind heart and is born with boundless power, but he is cruel and tyrannical, and his Buddha-nature is hidden. His original form was Ganesha. Even though Your Highness is under the spell of 'Child Worshipping Buddha' and your body is transformed into a child, your Dharma body symbol is still unaffected. This is strong evidence."

Her loving gaze moved downwards, settling on Chu Mingkong's genitals.

Ganesha?

Chu Mingkong was taken aback. Looking into her eyes, he immediately understood what "Si Chunhua" meant. She was talking about his ox, right...?

Because his bull didn't shrink with his body and still had an elephant trunk, she took this as a symbol of Ganesha.

Wait a minute, is she implying that his true form is a cow...?

The woman, radiating a benevolent yet demonic aura, held a Guanyin-like hand gesture. Seeing Chu Mingkong's confusion, she gently offered words of comfort:

"Your Highness is unable to comprehend this. The great power you were born with is accompanied by heavy karmic burdens, which hinder Your Highness's wisdom. You need the Bright Consort to help you clear away these karmic burdens. Come with me to the sacred Buddhist land. Once the Bright King Palace is completed, the Bright Consort will come and embrace Your Highness, clearing away your karmic burdens and allowing you to comprehend the Dharma!"

This body... is ultimately still too young for cultivation, but it can still alleviate Your Highness's suffering. Your Highness, please return to this humble nun's embrace!

After speaking, the woman, whose nature was both Buddhist and demonic, trembled slightly, her simple black robe slipped down, revealing her flawless, snow-white body, and she opened her warm, soft embrace to Chu Mingkong.

It was the dead of night, and the demonic black aura contrasted sharply with that beautiful body. It was pure and holy, but the aura strongly aroused Chu Mingkong's desire, drawing him into that embrace, to meditate with her, and to receive the loving influence of the Buddha Mother.

Chu Mingkong's eyes glazed over for a moment. He had actually had a fleeting thought that "maybe Buddhism is really good." He took a step back, becoming wary.

A yin flame ignited at his fingertips, which Chu Mingkong flicked toward her. He attacked first, wanting to expose her true colors and force her to tear off her mask and fight him.

However, Si Chunhua actually did not dodge or flinch, but gently grasped the ball of flame, enduring the excruciating pain of the yin fire corroding her bones with her own body.

The love in her eyes remained undiminished, as she tried to persuade Chu Mingkong to believe her.

But Chu Mingkong felt no emotion whatsoever. Her body belonged to Si Chunhua, and this demonic force was using someone else's body to suffer harm, yet it acted as if it were so touching.

But what should we do? Would it be useful to chop up the relic in that forbidden pavilion? Wouldn't that be the same as completely releasing the demonic energy inside?

Killing her wouldn't work either, as that would involve Si Chunhua herself and kill her as well. It's possible that Si Chunhua would die, but the demonic energy would remain completely unaffected.

Since the other party kept using respectful terms, Chu Mingkong tried saying:

"Step back. You want to use your beauty to influence me, but your physical body is not even capable of that."

Surprisingly, she actually stopped approaching and instead asked:

"Does Your Highness already have a chosen consort?"

“Yes.” Chu Mingkong pointed to Zuo Qiuchi on the bed. “I want her to be Mingfei. You said your incarnation can manifest according to fate, but your incarnation of ‘Si Chunhua’ is not destined for me.”

Zuo Qiuchi was stunned for a moment, then cursed, "You brat, do you want to die?!"

Si Chunhua, who had been staring at Chu Mingkong, turned her gaze away from him for the first time since entering the room and looked at Zuo Qiuchi. Suddenly, the demonic aura emanating from her body surged toward Zuo Qiuchi, as if she wanted to take over Zuo Qiuchi's body and make her Chu Mingkong's concubine for cultivation!

Seizing the moment the demonic energy left his body, Chu Mingkong kicked Si Chunhua out of the room with a small foot, creating a temporary spiritual barrier to seal the room and prevent the demonic energy from leaving.

Zuo Qiuchi swung his sword, unleashing a massive sword aura that cleaved through the demonic energy with unstoppable force, shattering Chu Mingkong's barrier in the process. The entire mountain was split in two, centered on the spot where Zuo Qiuchi swung his sword.

The power of that demonic energy was greatly reduced, but it did not completely dissipate. It simply lost its ability to wander and do evil, and condensed into a black relic resembling a Buddha statue.

The sarira is a dual-bodied Buddha. One is a graceful and loving Thousand-Armed Guanyin sitting cross-legged, while the other is a fierce-looking child entwined in Guanyin's arms. The two are embracing, their private parts connected, and the Bodhisattva smiles and lowers her head to kiss the naughty child.

Chapter 145 The Relic Slanders Us! (37/39)

When Chu Mingkong and Zuo Qiuchi opened their eyes again, they were surprised to find the master and disciple embracing each other, with Chu Mingkong's elephant trunk pressed against Zuo Qiuchi's clothes, eager to try.

The two people's postures were similar to those of the relic beside them.

Was it a dream?

Chu Mingkong remembered that he had just been setting up a barrier to seal the demonic energy in the room when Zuo Qiuchi swung his sword. How did he end up embracing Zuo Qiuchi in the next moment?

A sudden sharp pain on his face pulled him out of his confusion. Zuo Qiuchi pinched his cheeks, stretching them into a pancake shape, and said angrily:

"So you're Mingfei, huh? You want to be the Buddha's Bright King, huh? You little brat, how dare you hug me like this? Believe me or not, I'll roll up your trunk and tie it into a knot!"

Chu Mingkong begged for mercy, but refused to get off Zuo Qiuchi, continuing to hold her and pretending not to notice. Then he explained:

"That was just a temporary measure. Wasn't it to trick the demonic energy from leaving Elder Si's body? I was forced into it, and besides, I also believed in your strength, Master!"

Zuo Qiuchi surveyed her surroundings. It was still the same room, but she had cut it in two. Elder Si Chunhua, completely naked, lay on the ground. Her black robe, which also appeared to be formed from demonic energy, was now gone.

Beside her were two elders from Xiaoxiang Qin Academy. They had their demonic energy absorbed by "Si Chunhua" when Chu Mingkong opened the door, and then they fell into a coma.

Everything in the environment was telling us that the experience just now was real, not a dream or illusion.

But even Zuo Qiuchi himself seemed to have a memory lapse; one moment he had just dispersed the demonic energy, and the next he was hugging this little brat Chu Mingkong.

Could it be that the demonic energy used its last bit of power to exert its full force on her and Chu Mingkong, wanting to make her become the Ming Consort to remove his "karmic obstacles" according to the so-called Ming King's wishes?

Zuo Qiuchi found it unbelievable. A key characteristic of proper sword cultivators is that they are very difficult to bewitch, unless the sword cultivator suffers from inner demons, has a flaw in their Dao heart, or there is an overwhelming gap in strength between them. Only then can a sword cultivator be bewitched and do things against their will. But this possibility is very small. If there is already an overwhelming strength advantage, why would they need to rely on bewitching techniques?

On the ground, the pitch-black relic stood there. Its demonic power had been weakened considerably by Zuo Qiuchi's sword strike, and one could hardly sense anything unusual without paying attention.

But it was this very thing that had just completely controlled an elder who was about to practice the Joyful Zen with Chu Mingkong.

"How long are you planning to keep hugging me?" Zuo Qiuchi said rudely, slapping Chu Mingkong's butt with a crisp, loud sound.

Before Zuo Qiuchi's attitude became resolute and she showed signs of anger, Chu Mingkong intended to stay put indefinitely. He shook his head.

"Let me hold it a little longer. This relic is really scary. I'm afraid."

Zuo Qiuchi was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by his words. The pent-up anger in her heart suddenly surged, leaving her breathless.

"Your body has turned into a child, but your mind hasn't. How can you say such things without blushing? Where did you learn such a thick skin?"

"I learned it from you..." Chu Mingkong muttered to himself.