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

Chu Mingkong went to great lengths for this matter. If it weren't for the fact that Zhi'er Bao Bao was already feeling lightheaded and disoriented on horseback on the way there, she probably wouldn't have wanted to be left hanging like that in the Abyss.

He brought over two horses, but the beautiful, well-fed mare wasn't among them, not wanting Pei Mi and Wan Hua to harbor any resentment. He then said:

"Would you like to go to the Abyss to get used to it? If not, I can take you there on my sword. If you're getting used to riding horses, there won't be any extra help; you'll just be able to lie down. I can also prepare things like dust-free talismans for you."

The Dustless Talisman might be useful outside the Abyss, but it's useless inside. He has to face the other two's gazes to find out the truth.

The three beautiful women were speechless for a moment.

Entering the Abyss was already agonizing enough; there was no need for another ordeal like this before reaching the Abyss.

It's good to prepare in advance and numb your sense of shame!

Chu Mingkong just said that he wouldn't do anything else, he would just lie down and use the Dustless Talisman to conceal his presence.

In the long silence, the sun rose, and a ray of morning light shone into the courtyard from the horizon, falling on the three beautiful women and leaving three graceful and voluptuous shadows on the ground.

The three remained silent for a long time, and seeing that the other two hadn't spoken for so long, they all said in unison:

"I'll go first." "Me first." "I'll give it a try."

The three beautiful women were truly embarrassed. They secretly scolded themselves for being impulsive. Couldn't they have waited a little longer?

I really didn't expect this "departure ceremony" to turn out so chaotic...

Chu Mingkong broke the silence with a smile:

"It's just riding horses together, there's no need to be so tense. Let's go in the order you're standing now, from left to right, with Madam Zhen going first."

Next was Pei Mi, and finally Wan Hua's mother. Each of them tried traveling a few miles before switching to flying swords to head to the Abyss to save time.

It's better to have Chu Mingkong make the decision than for the three of them to remain stuck in an awkward silence.

As the first person to take the lead, Madam Zhen was naturally nervous, but she thought that now that she was standing here, her relationship with Mingkong was self-evident, so what was there to worry about?

Taking a deep breath, Madam Zhen's full and large chest gradually calmed its restless heaving.

Led by Chu Mingkong, she walked to the sturdy horse, was lifted onto its back by Chu Mingkong, and lay on the horse with a flushed face, meeting Chu Mingkong's gentle gaze and the gazes of the other two.

A pair of plump, beautiful legs, exposed beneath her palace dress, were placed on Chu Mingkong's thighs. The horse beneath her had not yet begun to gallop; it had merely stamped its hooves in place, and Madam Zhen's two towering breasts were already rippling with alluring waves.

"Do you want a Dust-Free Talisman?" Chu Mingkong asked.

"No need, let it be like this..." Madam Zhen said softly.

Chu Mingkong nodded, then reached out and channeled his spiritual energy to gently lift Pei Mi and Wan Hua, placing them on another horse. He then activated his Nirvana Domain and silently left Qingxin Mansion.

Chapter 264 The Pillar Strikes the Bell

The clatter of hooves was rapid, and as it reached the ears of the beautiful women, it seemed to resonate in their hearts.

These sounds did not travel far, remaining confined within the realm of annihilation; even the occasional soft moans were trapped in the gray world.

As the first "victim," Madam Zhen was still deeply affected by Chu Mingkong's actions, even though he didn't actually produce anything.

These spirited steeds ran extremely fast, leaping high with each bound before landing heavily, repeating this cycle repeatedly. It was in this jolting motion that Madam Zhen constantly rubbed against Chu Mingkong.

Each fall would send her crashing heavily into his arms. Before they had even gone half a mile, Chu Mingkong was already aroused by this stimulation, and in such a state of heightened arousal, Madam Zhen's experience on horseback was even worse.

Like a monk striking a bell, that golden bell was Madam Zhen, except that her bell was actively bumping into Chu Mingkong's bell pestle. Even if it was knocked off course, it was fine, just like a light, painless graze.

But if she bumped into that peach blossom cave, Madam Zhen only felt Chu Mingkong's powerful strength seeping in, but she couldn't feel that full, filling sensation to fill the emptiness within her, making her feel uncomfortable and unbearable...

Chu Mingkong also sensed that Madam Zhen was probably not feeling well. He pondered the difference between this time and the last time when he had horseback riding with Zhi'er. Why was it so bumpy?

After some thought, the problem was discovered. Although Madam Zhen was not currently in any discomfort, she was missing a fixing bolt. Last time, Chu Mingkong did not need to fix the baby pheasant's body much because of this.

After figuring it out, Chu Mingkong reached out and held down Madam Zhen's fair thigh, using the strength of his wrist to keep her in place and prevent her from swaying and shaking as the horse galloped.

"Madam Zhen, are you... alright now?"

"It's alright..." Madam Zhen's face turned as red as blood, especially when she felt the two pairs of eyes that kept coming from the horse next to her, she felt even more ashamed.

Lying on a horse's back like this, without a strong object to hold her in place, can actually make a woman feel uneasy. No matter how wide the horse's back is, lying down like that is a burden, and you always feel like you might fall off at any moment.

Her lace butterfly panties started to feel tight again during the bumpy ride, and the rough texture of the openwork pattern made her feel uncomfortable from both the front and back.

Madam Zhen forced herself to keep her lips pursed and not let out any loud moans.

The two beautiful women beside her naturally had no intention of mocking her. They knew it would be their turn soon, and to mock Madam Zhen's current predicament would be tantamount to mocking themselves later.

Pei Mi and Wan Hua remained silent, their faces flushed like a tide, and ripples of emotion stirred within their hearts.

After running for more than ten miles, Chu Mingkong tugged on the reins, and the horse slowly came to a stop.

It's time to replace him.

Chu Mingkong gave Madam Zhen some time to adjust herself before helping her up from the horse, smoothing her skirt, and carrying her down from the horse.

However, Madam Zhen's legs were numb from the bumps and jolting, and she was unable to stand steadily. Therefore, although it seemed that Chu Mingkong had carried her to the ground, she was actually only able to maintain her posture by holding her tightly in his arms, so that her legs did not tremble and she did not fall to the ground.

He looked at the other two elegant and beautiful women who appeared nervous and asked:

"Who will do the second one, or should we follow the order I left in?"

It would be best if he didn't have to make the decision himself. Pei Mi nodded silently and dismounted.

Chu Mingkong carried Madam Zhen to sit in front of Wan Hua. Wan Hua noticed that Madam Zhen was swaying a bit. Although they weren't close, he still held her waist to prevent her from falling off the horse. However, this was obviously unnecessary, as Chu Mingkong had already secretly used his internal energy to support Madam Zhen.

As soon as Pei Mi sat down, she realized that the seat was really a bit... "cramped". She saw Chu Mingkong's smile and didn't want to chat with him. She turned her dignified and elegant face slightly away and looked into the empty space.

The horse set off again with a clatter. This time, Chu Mingkong had gained some experience and supported Pei Mi's waist from the beginning to prevent her from being jostled around like Madam Zhen had been before, with her breasts almost flying off.

Pei Mi is currently facing a problem: Chu Mingkong is really pushing too hard, almost like an enemy at the gates of Peach Blossom Spring through a thin silk trousers.

"Pei Mi, how do you feel...?"

Before Chu Mingkong could finish speaking, Pei Mi turned her face away even further, silently indicating: Don't try to talk to her now!

Chu Mingkong naturally shut up, smiled awkwardly, and shrugged, somewhat used to her personality.

But I still have to think to myself: Mi'er, last time you kissed me so much that my whole body was covered in red lipstick marks, you weren't acting like this.

Suddenly, they came across a small stream, about four or five meters wide, and the water was about as deep as an adult man's calf.

This is where the differences between the different horses become apparent: a weak horse wade through the water, splashing the rider's clothes, while a fine horse simply leaps over it.

Pei Mi noticed that the horse beneath him had suddenly kicked so high, and thought to himself, "Oh no!"

Sure enough, when the horse landed heavily, the force transmitted to the two people on its back was also enormous.

Chu Mingkong, who had been wearing silk trousers, pressed in with the army, trousers still on, and peered at Pei Mi through the layers of clothing.

“…?!” Pei Mi’s beautiful eyes narrowed suddenly, and she glared at Chu Mingkong with a frustrated look. Her tightly pursed lips accidentally let out a seductive hum.

After another ten miles or so, just as the journey was about to end, Pei Mi's patience finally reached its limit. Her legs suddenly tensed, and she tried her best to cover her mouth.

But while the sound of covering her mouth could be heard, it couldn't stop the soft, lingering release of pleasure.

In silence, Chu Mingkong waited until Pei Mi had recovered enough before carrying her back to the horse next door.

Madam Zhen thought she was already in a bad situation by being the first to go, but she never expected Pei Mi to be in an even worse state. But it wasn't so bad, was it...?

Among the people here, who would actually laugh at each other? Pei Mi, having vented her frustrations, was actually quite relieved; it was those who were stuck in this predicament who suffered.

Wan Hua was initially apprehensive, after all, not everyone can act like this in front of people they don't know well, but after seeing Pei Mi and Madam Zhen's horse-riding scene, he felt that it was nothing special.

With a figure as light as a swallow in flight, Wan Hua gracefully walked up to Chu Mingkong, her jade-like hand resting on his cast-steel belt, and softly said:

“Mingkong, let’s skip all the formalities and just do it like Zhi’er did before.”

"You're really coming?" Chu Mingkong was quite surprised.

"What else can we do? We're going to come here anyway since we're already in the Abyss. What's the point of just rubbing against it here? You'll probably tear your silk pants by doing that. Why not just come directly?"

Chu Mingkong had thought that Wan Hua's mother would be wary after seeing the previous two, but instead she seemed even more nonchalant...

"Alright, then we'll run for a while, and then use the flying sword to travel the rest of the way." He said this in advance, also to himself, so that he wouldn't be reluctant to get off the horse if things went wrong.

Chapter 265 The Evolution of the Dustless Talisman!

Two galloping horses, side by side, made a rapid thud as they rode along the secluded path.

The atmosphere on the horse carrying the two beautiful women was quiet. Pei Mi had recovered from her minor accident and was almost fully recovered. Madam Zhen was also fine. At most, she was a little uncomfortable from being rubbed by Chu Mingkong, but she hadn't exhausted much. Even though her legs were weak before dismounting, it was just from the impact that had made them numb.

Madam Zhen and Pei Mi were in a very complicated mood. They remained silent and awkward, but Wan Hua on the horse next to them was different. She openly embraced Chu Mingkong.

Instead of passively lying on the horse's back, she took the initiative to hook her arms around Chu Mingkong's neck. Chu Mingkong's waist remained firm and still, while Wan Hua's alluring waist swayed like a water snake.

Her palace dress had a backless design. When Pei Mi glanced at it from the corner of his eye, he saw Wan Hua's fair and beautiful back, and the spine line swayed smoothly like water ripples. Staring at it for a long time made him feel dizzy and confused, as if she were a snake spirit reincarnated.

If Chu Mingkong were to put it another way, Wan Hua was using the Harmony and Union Meditation Technique from the Joyful Mother and Child Buddha.

The entangling force was like scraping, like spinning, like a tiger swallowing, and like a gentle lick.

Although Wan Hua tried her best to suppress the sounds in her throat, the effect was minimal, and she didn't care much that others could hear her humming.

As Pei Mi and Madam Zhen listened to Wan Hua's voice, they felt as if they were there, and their minds and bodies unconsciously recalled the feeling when Chu Mingkong sent a huge amount of filial piety to comfort them.

Their faces grew even redder, their tender skin glowing with such an alluring blush that it seemed as if you could squeeze water out of it.

"Mingkong, could you please keep your voice down a little?"

Pei Mi couldn't help but seem to be talking about Chu Mingkong, but in reality, she was talking about Wan Hua.

She should have been able to remain calm after her minor emotional breakdown, but Wan Hua's overly...seductive presence made Pei Mi feel somewhat empty after listening for a while.

She thought to herself: "It's one thing to actually put it in, but couldn't they at least make it quieter?"

Wan Hua could naturally tell who Pei Mi was really talking about, but he pretended not to know and just focused on his own enjoyment.

Chu Mingkong couldn't pretend he didn't hear, so he gave a forced smile, took out a dust-free talisman, and used it as a milk foam to cover Wan Hua's soft side. It felt better to stick it on like that, so he took out another one and put it on the other side as well.

The spiritual energy within the talisman flowed, Wan Hua's figure disappeared, and her voice was also largely concealed by Chu Mingkong's cover, but occasionally one or two long, soft, and seductive moans could still be heard.

In the subsequent races, Wan Hua basically took the initiative, unlike Xiao Zhi who was thrown around so passively, and instead actively enjoyed the process.

Even with the concealment provided by the Dustless Talisman, Pei Mi and Madam Zhen could still discern the current situation of the two people next door from Chu Mingkong's movements.

Some entered the Taoist path for cultivation, while others ingested elixirs; they changed countless positions and styles on horseback.