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

“Indeed, it’s understandable that Mother is angry. So how should I apologize so that Mother can smile again?” Chu Mingkong pretended to be troubled.

"Your mother now suspects that you did something else to Zhi'er last night, but you didn't tell her honestly. Show her one thing at a time!"

Chu Mingkong smiled, picked up the jade dildo and gestured it over Consort Wan's body, rubbing it against the mouth of her honey pot.

"A jade dildo used for pounding medicine all night long, without stopping, Mother Consort wants to play this?"

Consort Wan pondered for a moment; this was living hell.

"...I'd rather not have this."

"What if you cover your eyes with a strap and can't see anything all night?" Chu Mingkong took out the tools he used in the crime last night.

"I don't want this one either. It's so rare for me to see my good son. Now that we've met, how can you not let me keep an eye on him!"

"If this won't work and that won't work, then I guess I'll just have to change my clothes."

Chu Mingkong directly exchanged a set of clothes from the Princess Chu with his filial piety, including even the undergarment and see-through underwear, ensuring that everything was restored to its original state.

"Why do you still have so many of Zhi'er's clothes hidden away? You wouldn't actually have some other scheme against her, would you?"

As she spoke, Consort Wan helped Chu Mingkong change into these clothes. She didn't skimp on her hairstyle or headdress, and after changing, they were about 70-80% similar. The remaining 20% ​​difference was in their figures, but their stunning beauty remained unchanged.

“I carried it for you, Mother.”

Unable to explain the system, Chu Mingkong could only give a vague answer. He took out an eye accessory he had just pulled out. It was an eye patch with a black lace butterfly pattern, very much in the style of a certain 91 master. Even if you wear this kind of eye patch, you can still see things.

Consort Wan did not resist, letting him put the blindfold on her. The boy in her vision became blurry, but Consort Wan's hand pressed on his heart, and his heart suddenly started beating very fast, and his breathing became rapid.

His hot breath brushed against her face, and Consort Wan gradually lost control of her emotions, wanting only to connect with him intimately as soon as possible.

Chu Mingkong recalled the meditation posture from the black relic and told Consort Wan about it. She asked in surprise:

"Mingkong, where did you learn this strange thing? Your upper body doesn't move, but your waist twists, your hips rotate, and your lotus flower tightens... Is it some kind of evil magic?"

"Mother Consort~"

Chu Mingkong whispered in her ear, and Consort Wan's body went limp.

"Okay, okay, okay~!"

Chapter 213 Mother and Son Buddha

Everyone has their own expertise, and I must commend Consort Wan's dancing skills and talent. The Harmony and Great Stillness Technique in the Black Relic can be summarized in just a few words, but the "demonstration" that the Black Relic brought to him and Zuo Qiuchi in their dream had many details, with about thirty different postures.

The upper body must remain fixed and the eyes must keep looking at each other. The waist and lower body can move in many ways, including undulating forward and backward, rotating in the opposite direction, and swaying up and down. There is a lotus platform under the seat, with the lotus petals opening and closing rhythmically.

(In some esoteric Buddhist doctrines, the lotus symbolizes something about women.)

Consort Wan, simply by listening to Chu Mingkong's description, quickly reproduced the techniques of harmony and stability, even capturing the changes within the lotus flower.

If it weren't for Chu Mingkong's formidable physical abilities, he felt he would have been completely exhausted, his humiliation drained away.

Consort Wan's beauty was like that of peach blossoms and plums, with a rosy blush spreading across her face. Her captivating eyes were somewhat lost in thought, yet they were always reflecting the man in her arms. Her alluring and sweet breath turned into a hazy mist, and their eyes seemed to enter some kind of mysterious and enchanting realm.

Gradually, Consort Wan's calls became like a bewitching, enchanting sound.

Her eyes were like deep black holes, and with the tight, oppressive suction of the lotus, she wanted to suck out all of Chu Mingkong's energy and spirit.

Chu Mingkong was suddenly jolted awake from his blissful state, realizing something was amiss, but an unfamiliar image surfaced in his mind.

In such situations, the most important thing is to quickly calm your mind and banish all images from your mind. However, the scene in the image attracted Chu Mingkong's attention.

......

The outer edge of the Abyss.

Dozens of monks appeared here, their attire indicating their high status. These monks quickly dispersed and began to arrange something in an organized manner, placing Buddhist lamps and ritual implements in their corresponding positions, and placing box after box in their respective locations.

Among these monks, the only one who did not move stood still, his status above the other monks. This person seemed to be observing the surrounding environment, scrutinizing the world shrouded in extreme yin energy.

She was a tall Asura woman whose face was obscured by a hideous mask, but her well-proportioned and athletic figure exuded an extraordinary and stunning beauty.

After a while, several people flew in from the central part of the Abyss. They also admired this Asura woman, and their attitude was full of flattery and respect.

A masked man was even more humble and ingratiating towards this Asura woman.

Suddenly, the Asura woman turned her head and looked in a certain direction in the sky.

“Just now, it seemed like someone was using the relic to spy on this place,” the Asura woman said.

......

The scene suddenly cut off, and the Asura woman severed Chu Mingkong's spying with a single glance.

Coming to his senses, Chu Mingkong was confused and muttered to himself:

“That was definitely the abyss of Xiling just now. Why were so many monks running into it? What were they trying to do? And who was that woman with the large figure?”

Could it be that they're planning to cause trouble in the Abyss? But the Yin energy is so dense there that any formation would be quickly obliterated. Don't they know that?

And that man who was trying to please the woman in the truck, his build looks somewhat familiar...

Was that scene just now happening, or something that happened a long time ago?

One doubt after another was dispelled by Consort Wan's resounding calls. Chu Mingkong looked closely and saw that Consort Wan had fallen into the same demonic state that had happened to Elder Si Chunhua.

Chu Mingkong took out the black relic, its demonic nature surging, seemingly because Consort Wan had unknowingly activated a Harmony and Stabilization Technique, attracting it to become active again.

The key point is that after this relic controlled Consort Wan, it wasn't using her to harm Chu Mingkong or anything, but rather controlling her body, trying to extract the Abyss Injury from Chu Mingkong and transfer it to her.

Chu Mingkong grasped the black relic, and with a burst of energy, he silenced the active relic once again. However, Consort Wan's demonic state did not dissipate.

"Could it be a problem with her posture? She's been constantly twisting and contorting herself in a deep meditation, which is equivalent to constantly practicing this blissful meditation?"

Without hesitation, Chu Mingkong embraced Consort Wan, folded her up, and pressed her down onto the bed, preventing her from practicing the Joyful Meditation.

However, Consort Wan, who had fallen into demonic possession, resisted fiercely. Chu Mingkong struggled to hold down her wrists and pressed down on her hard, occasionally using his mouth to block Consort Wan's fragrant lips to stop her from continuing to make demonic sounds.

During the struggle, the wooden bed wobbled precariously, creaking incessantly.

He circulated all the martial arts techniques he possessed, and took the opportunity to use the third level of the newly learned "Hehuan True Scripture" on Consort Wan.

With wave after wave of forceful release, Chu Mingkong's rich and powerful internal energy managed to suppress and disperse Consort Wan's demonic aura.

Seeing the confusion and exhaustion in Consort Wan's eyes, Chu Mingkong knew that she had woken up.

At the same time, he gained a profound understanding of the third level of the "Hehuan True Scripture". It seems to be the technique of absorbing and replenishing the energy of others. Just now, Chu Mingkong stole the Joyful Zen that Consort Wan had accidentally comprehended... and learned it.

This Joyful Zen seems to be a kind of cultivation technique, where one steals the power of others.

...Is this some kind of nesting doll?

But it's useless. The level of the "Hehuan True Scripture" is too high. Even just the third level surpasses the "Joyful Zen" in terms of sexual cultivation.

"Mingkong... what just happened to me?" Consort Wan asked. Although her body felt weak and limp, she still mustered a little strength to hug Chu Mingkong in her arms.

Chu Mingkong said apologetically:

"Mother, you were a little possessed just now. I never thought that the Great Harmony Meditation Technique was actually the method to comprehend the Joyful Zen. I always thought it was just a posture. It was all my fault. Mother, are you feeling unwell anywhere now?"

Consort Wan shook her head hesitantly:

"I don't know if I feel any discomfort, but I should be fine now. What was I like when I was possessed by a demon?

"He just... can't listen to anyone, he keeps repeating the Hehe Dazhen posture, like he's trying to drain me dry," Chu Mingkong joked.

"Is that so? I just felt like we were on the same wavelength. I could feel that Mingkong was very dependent on me and wanted to snuggle into my arms... And Mingkong seemed to really like that Harmony and Peace Technique. Mother could feel that you were much more excited than last time~"

Chu Mingkong, feeling embarrassed, chuckled awkwardly, "After all, it's an evil art, so it always has its peculiarities. I was just bewitched by this evil magic myself; it's terrifying!"

Consort Wan knew he was being hypocritical; he was clearly enjoying himself immensely. The gentle smile on her face radiated a twisted maternal instinct.

"Then next time, Mother will try to become possessed by a demon, so that Mingkong will be even more inseparable from Mother!"

"Don't say that, becoming a demon is never a good thing!" Chu Mingkong pressed his forehead against hers, their eyes reflecting each other. "Judging from the dual-body design of this relic, proper cultivation might turn me into a child. How about I test something new with Mother next time?"

Chapter 214 Suspicion

Chu Mingkong chatted with Consort Wan while they lay down, inevitably exchanging flirtatious words, but he mostly reminded her about matters in Tianya City, advising her not to approach areas where Buddhist activities took place, and even to reduce her travel and sightseeing.

Tianya City is very safe, but the martial arts competition is not yet over and the new city lord has not yet been chosen. Any unexpected event in Tianya City would not be unexpected.

"Mother, you finally escaped that birdcage, but now you're not allowed to go out and play. It's like you've been locked in another cage. Don't blame me too much. I'm just worried that something might have happened, but I'm too busy to be by your side immediately."

"It doesn't matter. Everyone's life is a cage. The emperor enjoys endless wealth and honor, receiving rare treasures from all sides, but he still has to stay in the palace year-round. Ordinary people living outside the palace seem to live freely on the earth, but for the sake of making a living, they are still confined to their small plot of land, facing the yellow earth and turning their backs to the sky. It's probably only those truly enlightened immortals who transcend the world and roam the heavens that live, but everyone lives in a cage."

I took leave from the palace and came to Xiling because I wanted to see my good son.

Consort Wan's soft hands continued to caress Chu Mingkong's body, wandering and feeling every corner. This caress was wonderful to Chu Mingkong, tickling like bird feathers occasionally brushing against his skin. However, the tickling of bird feathers on the skin only stayed on the surface, but the wonderful touch brought by Consort Wan's slender hands felt like it was directly plucking at his nerves and heartstrings.

Every inch of her delicate hand's movement was irresistible to him.

However, it must be emphasized here that this is really just stroking, not grabbing a spot and touching it back and forth.

Moreover, Consort Wan is now hugging his chest, her pink arms wrapped around his back as she strokes him.

"Mother, why are you touching me like that?"

The mature beauty in his arms looked up, her exquisite face serene, the serenity after a storm, her disheveled hair and weary expression endearing.

"Did I touch you and make you uncomfortable?" she asked.

"How could that be? Actually, I quite like it. I'm just curious why Mother is touching me like that."

"We haven't met enough, or for long enough. Sometimes I dream of Mingkong. I remember her face clearly, but I still don't recognize her figure... It's wonderful to see you in my dreams, but sometimes I find that you're too thin and effeminate in my dreams, and I immediately realize that Mingkong isn't like that, and then I wake up. It's such a pity..."

So now you're creating a model in your mind to make it clearer?

Chu Mingkong noticed the "delicate hands and effeminate manner" that Consort Wan had just mentioned. She must have been referring to the Fifth Prince, right? Consort Wan had poured her blood into him for so many years. Even if he had hurt her, it wasn't something that could be erased from her mind overnight.

"There is plenty of time, and the future is long. Mother will remember me more clearly in the future, so there is no need to rush."

"Mother Consort has already memorized Mingkong's appearance, both before and after~"

"That must have been hard on you, Mother..." Chu Mingkong, the culprit, said somewhat embarrassedly. "By the way, Mother, what are your thoughts on the martial arts competition?"

Chu Mingkong hadn't forgotten how Consort Wan had crushed the Fifth Prince in the blink of an eye, exposing so many weaknesses to him. Chu Mingkong felt that things were in big trouble and he needed to make a brute-force move, but Consort Wan easily reversed the situation.

It would be a waste of a woman's intelligence not to consult her when problems arise. Chu Mingkong still doesn't understand why the Fifth Prince, who has been with Consort Wan for so many years, never consults her when problems occur.