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

Chu Mingkong was still a little confused. He shook his head, realizing he was indeed a bit disoriented.

"Master's wife, what just happened to me? Was I hallucinating or something?" Chu Mingkong asked.

"You were just taken into the world of the goddess Bodhisattva, so it can't be considered an illusion."

What kind of world is that?

From Chu Mingkong's personal perspective, it was really hard to tell the difference. The worlds of Xuan Nu and Su Nu were basically confirmed to be spiritual worlds, but the one just now was indeed hard to distinguish.

Chu Mingkong could clearly feel his dual cultivation technique starting to work; this was something that couldn't be achieved through illusion alone, and the system had also responded to him at the time.

"The Realm of Form, the Realm of No Thought."

Shen Xuejun replied calmly. With a similar tone, Chu Mingkong felt more comfortable listening to his master's wife than to the goddess or bodhisattva, perhaps because of their close relationship.

Seeing that Chu Mingkong still looked completely confused, Shen Xuejun explained in more detail:

"Because one does not rely on the afflictions of pleasure, the pleasant thoughts arising from the afflictions of pleasure gradually cease to arise, and the residual thoughts of the senses arising from the afflictions of pleasure gradually weaken, no longer feeling hot, and thus attaining coolness..."

This is a realm of Zen meditation, a state of non-thought where your heart is calm and serene, free from desires, making it easier for her to guide you.

Chu Mingkong naturally didn't understand, but it would be a bit embarrassing to still look blank. So he put on an "Oh~~" look of sudden realization:

"Then, Master's wife, what state was I in just now?"

"At first, your body was shrouded in the power of the goddess and bodhisattva and disappeared into the mist. After I brought you out, the body was freed first, and then the soul."

Shen Xuejun raised her delicate hand, and a crystal mirror formed in her palm, reflecting the scene from that time.

At first, Chu Mingkong seemed to be enveloped in a hazy, interwoven golden and purple light. Then, after a while, the halo disappeared, and his body appeared, but his eyes were empty, and his pupils were still covered by that halo.

This roughly means that the body first escaped from the Realm of Formlessness, but the soul did not fully emerge; only half of it came out.

At this moment, he seemed to still be recklessly charging at the goddess, intending to smash her to pieces. However, the physical reaction was that he suddenly pounced on his master's wife, receiving icy spiritual energy from her mouth, while simultaneously thrusting into her white silk...

After that, even his soul was freed from that influence.

"So this isn't a hallucination?"

"No, if it's just an illusion, how can she convert you? But it's difficult for you to understand the specific situation, so it's fine to just treat it as an illusion."

"Alright." Chu Mingkong stopped dwelling on it and asked, "Then, Master's wife, how exactly did I fall for her trap? When I sensed her presence, I was already trapped in her Realm of Formlessness."

Shen Xuejun's gaze also fell upon the string of white jade prayer beads, but she was not too polite. She flicked them with her fingertips, shattering them into dust.

"I don't know. The Buddhist sect has many tricks up its sleeve. Maybe she never left the town in the first place. When those two Arhats got into trouble, she just stood by and watched. She set up ambushes in various teahouses in the town, and you fell into her trap as soon as you came in."

Chu Mingkong scratched his head and looked around the frozen teahouse. Could it be that his frequent visits to the teahouse had been discovered?

How disgusting! They've defiled my sacred place where I slack off.

If we want to be on guard in the future, does that mean we can't go to teahouses anymore? How malicious!

Chu Mingkong said apologetically, "Uh... Master's wife, I was a little out of control just now."

The fact that he "pinned" his master's wife against the tea table and rubbed her white silk stockings against her skin could not be ignored.

"It's alright. It's also because my master's wife didn't notice that the goddess and bodhisattva bypassed me and set up an ambush." ​​The cold and voluptuous beauty shook her head gently. The lipstick on her delicate lips was uneven in color, probably because he had rolled it off.

Upon hearing his master's wife's words, Chu Mingkong understood something.

In that realm of thoughtlessness, Chu Mingkong even said that the Goddess Bodhisattva had gone to great lengths, doing things in vain. She could have simply suppressed them with her power, but instead, she used the most foolish method to convert them. But in reality, wasn't she forced to do it?

If she wanted to suppress Shen Xuejun by force, she would have had to confront her directly, and at that time, that was probably the only option she could have.

Judging from the scene seen in the icy mirror, when the master's wife realized that he had been ambushed by the goddess, she had already frozen the teahouse. This was not to cover up his subsequent "attack on the master's wife" behavior from being discovered by outsiders, but to use this indiscriminate sweeping method to remove the hidden Buddhist mantra in the teahouse.

As Chu Mingkong was lost in thought, a sensation of coldness and warmth enveloped him. His master's wife extended her slender, jade-like hand and grasped the spot where he had been so impudent. The chill gathered in her palm covered the spot, giving Chu Mingkong a penetrating coldness. However, compared to the temperature of the cold air, the warmth that the beautiful woman's palm brought gave Chu Mingkong a different kind of stimulation.

Ice shards fell again, shattering into pieces all over the ground.

Is this to help him clean up?

"Master's wife...?" Chu Mingkong called softly.

The cold and voluptuous sect leader did not pay attention to her immediately. Her soft hands were holding the water bag, like a traveler marching in the desert, gently weighing the remaining food in the water bag, and then lightly grasping it.

"When we get back, I'll check with the goddess Bodhisattva to see if she left you any other Buddhist mantras."

Chu Mingkong was eager to know how the confirmation process went, but he decided to ask later.

Having confirmed the situation, Chu Mingkong and Shen Xuejun left the teahouse.

The moment the elegant woman in the white-haired, snow-white dress stepped out of the teahouse, the ice crystals behind her shattered, and the tea drinkers inside were released from their unconscious, frozen state, sneezing wildly, not understanding what terrible thing had just happened.

Chu Mingkong and Shen Xuejun walked a few steps side by side when a rouge shop suddenly came into his sight. The quality of this shop should be quite good, as it had branches all over Xiling.

He took his master's wife's hand; the soft touch of her hand was smooth and supple, her skin moist and lustrous, and its slightly cool temperature was similar to that of his sister, Yunhan. Chu Mingkong led her towards the rouge shop, saying:

"Master's wife, let's go to that shop and take a look. It won't take much time."

Shen Xuejun didn't say much, didn't care about these trivial matters, and didn't ask her apprentice who she planned to buy it for.

Upon entering the rouge shop, one is immediately greeted by a gentle, powdery scent. While strong scents are not necessarily desirable, and the smell of cosmetics is often a derogatory term, this shop has managed to keep the fragrance in the shop very mild, without being unpleasant to the eye.

The proprietress was a woman in her early twenties. When she saw the man and woman enter the shop, she was first secretly amazed by the stunning beauty of the woman, and then she began to wonder about the identity of the handsome and masculine man.

Although Chu Mingkong has now toned down his somewhat handsome royal demeanor, his experiences and temperament dictate that there will always be a wild and untamed spirit in his character.

Is this a junior leading an elder out? That beautiful woman must be from a sect, right?

After the cultivators from Xiaoxiang Qin Academy and Wenqing Pavilion increased their activities in Xiling, many people saw these "immortals" who rarely appeared in public.

She quickly suppressed her surprise and put on a bright, professional smile: "Young master, and madam, what do you need from our shop?"

Chu Mingkong subconsciously wanted to touch his master's wife's lips, but realized it wasn't appropriate in public, so he stopped halfway and gently placed his finger near her sexy lips.

"I smudged some lip balm while eating, and I'm wondering if you have any of this lip balm here to match the color?"

The proprietress took two steps closer, but the beautiful woman's aura made her dare not get too close.

Being a professional, the proprietress carefully examined the product and clearly determined which type of rouge to use.

"What are you doing?" Shen Xuejun looked at Chu Mingkong and asked softly.

Isn't it obvious? Or are you asking if he's feeling guilty and trying to please you...?

"It's nothing, I just walked a few steps and saw a rouge shop here, which is perfect for touching up my master's wife's lipstick." Chu Mingkong said without asking the price, and directly put down a spirit stone to pay.

Shen Xuejun said no more. The shop owner had already selected suitable items from her shop's stock and, after asking Chu Mingkong, received his reply:

"No need to wrap it up, please touch up my master's wife's lips with lip rouge."

"Ok!"

The proprietress led Shen Xuejun to the dressing table in the inner room and carefully touched up her lips.

Although it's called color enhancement, the natural color of the lips is already very good. It's more of an embellishment effect. Makeup is meant to improve one's complexion or match the style of clothing. Normal cultivators don't usually have a bad complexion.

The proprietress had very little room to maneuver, so in order to make it seem like her work wasn't so perfunctory, she had no choice but to remove the original lip gloss and reapply a layer.

"Madam's appearance is truly one of the most beautiful and refined I've ever seen! What is that young master's relationship with you...?" In this line of work, chatting and striking up conversations is a must, but the proprietress asked rather nervously, as this beautiful woman didn't seem to be a very talkative person.

"Disciple," Shen Xuejun said succinctly.

"I see, then the young master is so filial to his wife..." The proprietress complimented him, but inwardly she was thinking something.

The young man outside seems to have some lip rouge on his lips. I'm sure I saw it right away; it must have fallen from this lady's lips. What kind of relationship is this?

...But that's not necessarily true. It could be a misunderstanding. Perhaps the lady ate the cake first, leaving some lip rouge on it, and then gave it to the young man? But their clothing and social status don't seem to suggest they would need to share a cake!

The touch-up work was completed shortly afterward.

Chu Mingkong left with Shen Xuejun, completely unaware of the suspicions and horrors in the mind of the rouge shop owner.

Chapter 294 The whole family knows you're writing imperial novels!

Qingxin Mansion.

Several women who rarely hang out together are gathered in one room today.

Their expressions were solemn, and their faces conveyed the grim situation they were facing.

Shangguan Rong, Yongzhen, and several other women sat together, each holding a brand-new book of moderate thickness.

This is none other than Chu Mingkong's recently published work, "Jin ○ Mei"!

On the wall to the side, there was an inscription presented by the city lord of Yuhua City to curry favor. The exquisite mounting showed the giver's thoughtfulness, but for the time being, no one paid attention to the inscription "Martial Arts Skills XXX, Literary Skills XXX".

Shangguan Rong looked at the article with a strange expression. Wen Xiuli's delicate face flushed red. Apart from her, Jin Yu, Yong Zhen, and the others were also blushing as they read the book.

Yongzhen blushed even more—she even brought out her doll to increase her reading speed.

While the main body finishes reading the first page, the clone finishes reading the second page a step or two later, and then the other brain connects the contents to understand them, doubling the reading speed.

At first, Yongzhen would also get confused, but after being in Qingxin Mansion for so long, she had already trained her puppet body to almost everything she could, so this peculiar way of reading was no problem for her.

"This...is this really written by Chu Lang? It doesn't seem like it. The men in this story are all a bit too much!" Jin Yu's face was also flushed. She could feel the burning sensation, as if her whole body was burning.

The explicit interactions and descriptions in this article made the women who were holding the book club feel a little embarrassed. Perhaps it would be better to read it alone.

　 During the reading process, Jin Yu initially read a couple of paragraphs and felt that they were a little strange. Then she used her spiritual power to alter the contents of the book, changing the woman's name to "Jin Yu" and the man's name to "Chu Lang". Although this eliminated some of the awkwardness, she felt that the characters' personalities did not quite match.

At double reading speed, Yongzhen, who had finished reading the entire book first, cleared her throat and said:

"It doesn't seem likely. The world here is too ordinary. Even without spiritual cultivation, it would be difficult for Mingkong to be hit by a small stick dropped by a woman, let alone be unable to defeat a constable. If Mingkong were to approach a woman, it would most likely begin with randomly giving her gifts..."

Shangguan Rong only glanced at the vulgar and crude descriptions, focusing more on the words and phrases. Her voice also sounded somewhat unnatural:

"The official backgrounds and environments in this book are quite different from those in the Tianji Empire. They seem to be fabricated backgrounds, which look rather strange. However, the secular life and other aspects are depicted in detail and vividly... If you ignore the vulgar and unpalatable content, this book is quite good!"

The characters and their actions are indeed unlike Mingkong's usual character; he doesn't need a silver trinket, and he prefers to go behind the scenes... and take a different approach.

The women were completely mesmerized by what they saw.

At first, the maids came to report, conveying a message from the city lord of Yuhua City, saying that His Highness had displayed great skills in Yuhua City, and so on. After omitting a lot of flattery, they summarized the core point: he had written a book that helped many people in Yuhua City emerge from their confused state of being converted.

Upon hearing this, Yongzhen and Shangguan Rong were immediately shocked. Both of them were talented women. Their husbands had written a book that helped ordinary people break free from the Buddhist teachings and awaken them to the truth?!

They thought it was some kind of cautionary tale, but when they saw it... their feelings were quite complicated.

In a significant sense, it was indeed quite in line with Yu Huacheng's needs, and it was written very exquisitely. Starting from Buddhist principles and taking cause and effect as the theme, it condemned wealth, lust, and alcohol, while subtly pointing out the unbearable aspects of Buddhist monks and nuns in the world.

Why is it precisely this kind of book overflowing with desire?