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

"If the puppet is perfect enough, where is the boundary between the original and the clone? The ancient techniques placed particular emphasis on preserving the original, using the original body to preserve the puppet's physical body, and using the puppet's body to preserve the original when absolutely necessary."

As dusk fell completely, Yongzhen opened her eyes, the brightness in them undiminished.

"You've succeeded in cultivating it?" Chu Mingkong was skeptical, because it hadn't been long and he was still at a loss.

Yongzhen pointed to his big pig's trotter, and Chu Mingkong walked over on his own, smiling as he offered his palm.

She wrote: "I focused on comprehending the part involving the Dao of Space, and found that if I wanted to use that method to exchange my true self and my puppet body, the distance couldn't be too far. It had to be within the territory of the New Moon Kingdom at the very least."

"That's easy to say. I didn't expect you to be able to switch back to the real body right here."

Besides, the Crescent Kingdom isn't far from Xiling. Once you cross the border from the Abyss, you're in the Crescent Kingdom. Since that's a bit of an edge, you'd probably have to go further in.

Chu Mingkong found it rather amusing. Shouldn't Yongzhen be cultivating life-saving techniques for herself? But judging from her attitude, it seemed she was trying to reassure him so he could focus on the spatial aspect for a quick fix.

He advised, "Learn the entire technique. Don't pick and choose. No technique allows you to learn bits and pieces here and there. Missing any part could cause problems later on, ranging from minor to major!"

"OK then."

He pulled Yongzhen to the window to watch the sunrise.

The orange light of dusk shone through the clouds, illuminating Yongzhen's beautiful face from afar.

In the light, her skin was fair and radiant, her bright eyes were as beautiful as evening stars, and she seemed to be in a beautiful and dreamlike picture frame. The light and shadow outlined her beautiful figure and the contours of her face.

She exudes a beauty that is both innocent and graceful, and mature and commanding. At first glance, she is exquisite and pleasing to the eye, but upon closer inspection, she is stunning and moving.

“Yongzhen, do you remember the ‘Six Records of a Floating Life’ that I mentioned to you before? Doesn’t it feel like ‘someone stands with me at dusk’ now?” Chu Mingkong suddenly said, feeling that he was being quite romantic.

Yongzhen suddenly gave him a gentle smile, then playfully slapped away his hand that was resting on her slender waist, and angrily wrote on a piece of paper:

"You never mentioned 'Six Records of a Floating Life' to me. Which girl did you mention it to?!"

overtake......

Chu Mingkong was sweating profusely.

I think I told Rong'er, but I've forgotten for a moment!

Chapter 188 Kidnapping (14/38)

Chu Mingkong slunk away, but he still went to check on Yongzhen to see if she had calmed down. He was mainly worried that her anger might fester and cause her to go into a state of demonic possession.

When this happens to outsiders, it's something to be laughed at, but when it happens to one's own people, it's not funny at all.

Fortunately, Yongzhen controlled her temper and calmly cultivated the "Water Light Thousand Illusions Technique" alone in her room. Her breathing was steady and there was no sign of anything unusual.

Chu Mingkong then left with peace of mind.

I spent the whole day with the girls. I took a walk around in the morning, and accompanied Yongzhen in her cultivation in the afternoon. As night fell, I had to greet the elders and visit them one by one.

For cultivators who have detached themselves from the world, not seeing each other for a day is not a problem. However, Chu Mingkong has not yet gotten used to that concept of time, and feels more comfortable with activities based on days.

After saying hello, he returned to his room alone to meditate on the extreme yang.

Some things are unavoidable, such as the power of extreme yang. We need to hurry up and polish this trump card. Without a good reference, we can only spend time figuring it out ourselves.

"According to Elder Si, there needs to be an imagined basis, just like the totem beliefs that include the White Tiger, the Azure Dragon, and so on... I actually believe in the White Tiger quite a bit, oh dear, I'm getting distracted, my damn brain."

"If we're talking about a specific image of a great, glorious, and righteous being, Ultraman, the Giant of Light, seems to fit the bill a bit, but the art style is a bit peculiar, and the Extreme Sun isn't actually light, so the overall feel is off."

Chu Mingkong put his mind to the system and tentatively asked for help:

"System Mom, what is the correct way to use this Extreme Yang Power?"

Chu Mingkong went to ask the question with the mindset of stepping on a landmine and being silenced, but he didn't expect to actually get a positive answer.

What does "correct" mean in context? It means that with a single resource, each person can develop countless variations, each with their own strengths.

"Would it be better to wait for the system to respond to such a professional question?" Chu Mingkong impatiently pressed on.

"What I mean is how to maximize combat effectiveness... That's what I need for now. But are there any other uses for Extreme Yang?"

The methods he knows most often are actually enchanting and strengthening the five elements of spiritual energy, or directly unleashing the extreme yang energy when dealing with extreme yin energy.

This is also the main method of use currently mastered by the entire cultivation community.

Yes, there is an overbearing vitality and an overbearing creative ability within the extreme Yang. Think about your understanding of the 'system'—how could it give you so many strange and wonderful things?

Chu Mingkong pondered silently for a moment, then thought of a possibility and said in surprise:

"Wait, you mean, all these things I exchanged were created using extreme Yang power?!"

[That's one way to understand it, but it doesn't arise from nothing. Rather, it involves transforming the power of your collected wishes into various things through my hands. However, this technique is too advanced for you and has many limitations.]

Chu Mingkong was able to take things in stride; upon hearing that it was temporarily unusable and had many limitations, he didn't bother to figure it out himself.

However, it still feels a bit outrageous. If that's the case, wouldn't it be very easy to obtain those rare items? If he wanted, those extinct herbs could appear in the market like weeds.

No, it seems she can't conjure up everything. Chu Mingkong remembered that his system mother had told him before that she couldn't create things that involved other people's ways or things that bore other people's imprints.

"If we're using it in combat, what's the best way to use it?"

[Using combat techniques from the Extreme Yang Technique would be better, but unfortunately you cannot cultivate it. If you cultivate the Extreme Yang Technique, it will conflict with the Extreme Yin power within your body. You can try to create a Dharma Image; although it won't reach the level of manifesting heaven and earth, it will be sufficient to deal with your enemies.]

If we're talking about the Dharma form, then we might really have to imagine it in the image of that original Buddha.

Because of his various experiences and encounters, Chu Mingkong had no good feelings towards Buddhism. Perhaps there were good people in Buddhism, but he had never met any.

If there is resistance in one's heart, how can one transform mental imagery into Dharma imagery?

The mother and child Buddha statue was barely acceptable, as long as the key parts were blurred out with golden light, otherwise it would be quite awkward.

He took out the black relic, held it in his palm and examined it closely. His consciousness entered the black relic, observing the joyful mother and child Buddha image inside, carefully studying every detail with a learning attitude.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, Chu Mingkong sensed someone sneaking into his courtyard.

"What did Jinyu come here for?" he muttered.

In the courtyard, Jin Yu quietly made her way to Chu Mingkong's room, not wanting to make too much noise and attract more competitors.

During the day, she originally planned to spend time alone with Chu Mingkong, leisurely strolling around Tianya City, chatting and laughing as they looked at various places.

As a result, although there was indeed a lot of chatting and laughing, and the day was quite interesting, the only thing missing was the important condition of being alone with Chu Mingkong!

Now that Yongzhen and Shangguan Rong are not around, and having found out that Chu Mingkong is alone in his room, Jinyu naturally came over to make up for the absence.

She had just quietly pushed open Chu Mingkong's door, and before she could even greet him, Chu Mingkong appeared behind her and whispered:

"What is Jinyu doing?"

"Ouch..." Jin Yu was startled and patted her plump breasts to calm herself down: "Chu Lang, how did you appear behind me? I wondered who it was!"

Chu Mingkong led her into the room, but Jin Yu didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on his bed first.

Jin Yu's smooth and delicate face was adorned with an alluring spring-like smile, and her eyes held a hint of seduction as she looked at Chu Mingkong, as if she were about to say, "Come on, let's have some fun~".

"What are you trying to do?" Chu Mingkong asked knowingly, his face stern. "Do you know I was just meditating and contemplating?"

"I know, I also know you spent an afternoon practicing the 'Water Light Thousand Illusions Technique' with Yongzhen. This is to let Chu Lang have a break from work~ He can practice with me too, just like before~"

Chu Mingkong really couldn't do anything about her. She took the initiative to act cute, and it was hard to refuse her. He guessed that she had been planning this during the day, but then Yongzhen and the others suddenly arrived, and her scheme failed, which led to this situation.

"Where is your mother? Didn't you keep her company while she rests?"

"I spent the whole afternoon helping her clean the yard!"

Seeing that Chu Mingkong had not made a move, Jin Yu took the initiative to pull him onto the bed and push him down, her soft and voluptuous body lying on top of him.

Chu Mingkong occasionally wanted to joke with her: "I'm going through my egg-changing period tomorrow, so it's inconvenient to do anything tonight, what should I do?"

"What is the egg-molting period?" Jin Yu was confused by this unfamiliar term.

"A man's secret is that he needs to change his testicles regularly to keep them healthy and functioning properly. To be more specific, Jinyu, the place you're always stimulating needs to be replaced with a new one."

"I won't fall for your tricks. You can't just replace these things like that. Not to mention where you can find new ones, if they could really be replaced, would those eunuchs still be so pitiful?"

Chu Mingkong was a little surprised that Jin Yu's thinking was so clear. Wasn't it said that it was easy to deceive girls during the egg-changing period? So it was all men deceiving themselves?

He tried to be stubborn:

“It’s different. You need to know one thing: with eunuchs, you’ve cut off the ‘root’ of the problem. The wounds have already healed, so how can you change them? Now, you have to remove and change them immediately. I’ve already changed them twice.”

Jin Yu, who had been thinking clearly just moments before, was confused again after Chu Mingkong's evasive explanation. It seemed... that there was some truth to it.

However, Jin Yu's mind was exceptionally clear in a certain direction. She hugged Chu Mingkong, nestled in his arms, and slid her face down his strong chest.

"Then out with the old, in with the new. To celebrate Chu Lang getting a new egg, I'll drain all the remaining energy from Ming Kong's old egg tonight. Tomorrow, when we get a new one, I'll drain it again—you can use the new one to make the old one work, and then we'll get a new one!"

Jin Yu was afraid that he would try to distract her with more talk, or that someone else might ruin her good time, so she said sternly and solemnly:

"You absolutely can't stop now. If someone comes, you just wrap yourself in the blanket and I'll hide under it and bite you!"

Goodness, Jinyu, you've become an egg-disassembling expert, haven't you!

"and many more!"

Chu Mingkong's expression suddenly turned serious, and Jin Yu was taken aback, stopping her joking and teasing.

She vaguely sensed that her lover's serious attitude was extraordinary, unlike the pretense she had put on to scare him before.

"Young Master Chu, has something happened?"

"Why do I sense a faint trace of Yin energy? It's so faint, yet it dares to lurk near Qingxin Mansion?!" Chu Mingkong instinctively thought it was the emperor's pursuers coming to retaliate, but then he realized, "No, it might be heading towards that courtyard. I'll go check it out!"

He comforted Jin Yu and warned her not to leave Qingxin Mansion casually. In terms of defense level, Qingxin Mansion was second only to Tianya Tower in terms of array formations and barriers, and there were also Yun Nongyu and others in the mansion.

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Let's turn back time a little.

Across from Qingxin Mansion, several assassins dressed in old-fashioned Nightblade uniforms emerged from the shadows. One of them led a water ghost that was corroded by internal wounds but was not dead. Its body was covered in sticky fluid and shiny. Its head and face were swollen like a bloated corpse, and its hair was sparse and bald.

"go with!"

The person leading the water ghost shouted and loosened the rope. The water ghost was very obedient and showed no signs of the rage caused by the "blessing" of the Abyss's Wounds.

Its body turned into a pool of foul-smelling, moving corpse water. An eye opened in the black, stinking water, and a Nightblade Guard in old-fashioned clothes couldn't stand the stench and coughed while covering his nose.

The stagnant water, after sticking to the talisman barrier, did not cause any disturbance to the talisman. Instead, it merged into the barrier, like an elevator opening its steel door to let people in. Without affecting the integrity of the talisman barrier, the water ghost opened a large hole in the barrier, allowing them to walk in.

The group moved cautiously and quickly approached, preparing to abduct Empress Pei in the dead of night.