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

Judging from the medicinal plant she gave Chu Mingkong, she could have simply given her the fully effective medicinal plant instead of doing this.

After much thought, aside from the somewhat strange way the medicine is produced, nothing else really matters as long as it's effective.

"Alright, take it out." The Asura King nodded. "Do you want it to be like stepping the yolk out of the eggshell?"

"No, no! I'll do it!" Chu Mingkong felt pain just thinking about it.

The Asura King floated down again in front of him, his long, shapely legs possessing a beauty that was both rounded and powerful, while his dark, night-colored skin, rare among humans, was accentuated by pure white stockings, giving him a unique and alluring sexiness.

Looking at these exquisite silk feet alone, it's hard to imagine that their owner is the warlike and powerful Asura King.

Chu Mingkong grasped those beautiful white-stockinged feet and said solemnly:

"Hey, Asura King, don't suddenly unleash those thorns, they'll scratch your skin!"

"How about I squeeze the medicine out of the storage place?" The Asura King cracked his knuckles.

"No need, no need, I'll just sit here!" Chu Mingkong said, embarrassed.

Chapter 413 Heavy Battle Damage

"What are you thinking?"

Asura King Asura asked, as if she were leaning against an invisible chair, her long, white-stockinged legs being held by her slender ankles and being manipulated.

When asked this question, Chu Mingkong felt even more uneasy. He forced a smile and said:

"I thought of a lame joke."

"Are there different kinds of jokes, hot and cold?" King Shura thought to himself, "Humans really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves."

She sighed inwardly, and Chu Mingkong also sighed quietly inwardly.

Of course there are, there are some merit jokes like "press 1 and Buddha will laugh with you".

"This lame joke is about a man in a dilapidated temple on a rainy night who takes off his belt and asks a woman to appreciate his ancestral long flute. After appreciating it for a long time, the woman draws her knife and steals the treasure away."

The Asura King stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Is this a joke?"

"It's good that it's not funny; if it were funny, it wouldn't be a lame joke." Chu Mingkong got to the point. "Just now, when you were staring at me, Asura King, I was worried that you would draw your sword and steal the treasure."

A hint of realization flickered across the Asura King's detached and indifferent expression; she now understood what Chu Mingkong meant. She replied:

"Don't worry, I have some medicine that can bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. Even if you cut off your limbs, it can help you regenerate them."

"That's a lame joke, and don't actually take it that way!"

Chu Mingkong was already quite skilled at playing with women's feet. Apart from Feng Ying, who liked to step on his feet, it should be said that his master's wife had been stepping on them the most frequently recently.

As for the Asura King's personality, disregarding the Asura race's inherent belligerent nature, she is actually similar to the Moon Empress of the Moon Eclipse God Kingdom, and Moon River is also somewhat similar at the moment, except that she is still in her "young" period.

However, despite their similar appearances, Empress Yueqi has a much stronger visual presence in terms of physique than Shura King. Although Shura King has clearly defined abdominal muscles, he appears much more slender, whether due to the white stockings or something else.

It was her fixed gaze that prevented Chu Mingkong from properly manipulating her silk-clad feet to squeeze out the medicine.

I am very worried that if he sees that the medicine is still effective, he will really have the idea of ​​seizing the treasure.

"Has it been a bit too long?" the Asura King asked. She hadn't moved at first, letting Chu Mingkong do as he pleased, but after a long wait, her toe clamped onto Chu Mingkong.

"The medicine is still working, it'll be ready soon."

Urged on by the supervisor, Chu Mingkong soon sprayed a thick, topical medicinal liquid onto the Asura King's foot injury.

The Asura King felt a heat in the soles of his feet, and then frowned as he looked at his feet.

"I only hurt the soles of my feet, you don't need to make such a fuss." On her silk-clad feet, ten slightly slender and delicate toes stretched out, as if trying to get rid of the subtle discomfort from the medicinal paste.

"...Uh, so you'd consider it a holistic treatment?"

Chu Mingkong forced a smile and found a pair of cast steel high-heeled boots. Although they didn't quite match the Asura King's attire, he decided to use them as a bandage for her.

She'll take off her boots herself later.

"Alright, shall we say goodbye like this?" Chu Mingkong felt guilty and wanted to slip away, so he no longer kept the Asura King around as often as before.

This time, however, it was the Asura King's turn to shout "Wait!"

She said, "Have you practiced the Joyful Meditation?"

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Mingkong nodded honestly and said, "Yes, I obtained a relic before and learned from it."

Asura King spoke calmly, her straight legs, clad in white silk stockings and boots, freeing themselves from Chu Mingkong's grasp. Her tone was neither too loud nor too soft.

"Then circulate your internal energy."

Chu Mingkong didn't know what she wanted to do, so he had no choice but to comply. This kind of cultivation method involving harmony is incomplete when practiced alone, but that doesn't prevent his essence from carrying a trace of energy.

Asura King Asura stepped forward and approached his long flute. The warm breath she exhaled from her delicate nose could be felt by Chu Mingkong, like a unique stimulation that made his magic weapon tremble.

In Asura's pale eyes, which seemed to hold no superfluous thoughts, the shadow of Chu Mingkong's magnanimity appeared to be faintly reflected.

A slender hand, encased in an elegant white silk glove, grasped him and, after stroking him from head to toe, extracted the remaining essence that Chu Mingkong had hidden.

The aura of Joyful Zen wafted out faintly, barely noticeable amidst the Taoist bedroom arts.

The white essence of power transformed into a liquid mass, hovering in the Asura King's hand.

"Your cultivation is really chaotic. Are you planning to practice every cultivation technique that can be combined?"

"Having more skills is never a bad thing, uh... what else do I need to do?" Chu Mingkong didn't know what the Asura King was trying to do at the end.

"That's all, I'm going back now."

Asura left Chu Mingkong, who was looking on with a puzzled expression, behind him, put away the liquid, and left.

Before disappearing, she left a message:

"Your daughter, who can grow up or shrink, is quite unusual, as is the Yin Shi person in the manor."

But you don't need to ask me anything; I can't say for sure, it's just a feeling.

The words faded away, and the Asura King, who had tried to leave several times but was persuaded to stay, truly disappeared into the Realm of No Thoughts this time.

Chu Mingkong blinked blankly, standing alone in the pitch-black Wuxiangtian.

"What's wrong with the cat? Is it because Empress Yueqi gave this little guy a rather special birth?"

But considering that even the Asura King himself couldn't explain it clearly, he stopped worrying about it.

He walked up to the "Goddess Bodhisattva" and thought he had just heard her make a sound.

Group stroll 彡⑧ Umbrella Spirit 6si⑨ period

After a short while, the woman woke up.

She had woken up once before, but it seemed that only her body had awakened that time; the former courtesan had not.

At that moment, Chu Mingkong saw a certain radiance gradually gathering in her pupils, no longer the scattered and lifeless look, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Liu, it's been a long time. You've finally woken up?" Chu Mingkong put on a smile, trying to appear as approachable as possible.

Otherwise, she'd wake up to find a smiling man leaning his face close to hers, saying...

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That would be quite easy to scare her back to sleep.

The courtesan stared intently at the unfamiliar sky, then looked at Chu Mingkong for a while, before finally remembering how to address him.

"Your Highness, it feels like I had a long nightmare."

"But at least it's just a nightmare. Compared to having a long, beautiful dream before a miserable death, your life still has many opportunities to make up for the darkness brought by your nightmare."

While she was still pondering her own thoughts, Chu Mingkong relayed to her the various instructions given by the Asura King, including not to casually touch the source of the consciousness of the Bodhisattva of Boundless Intent, and not to recite Buddhist scriptures anymore.

Of course, there is another very important thing.

"Miss Liu, why don't you change your name while you're at it? The previous name was your stage name. Now that you've woken up from the nightmare and are freed from the brothel, it's time to change to a new name."

"A new beginning!"

The courtesan was still somewhat dazed. During the period when the Bodhisattva of Endless Intent controlled her, she still retained some memories, but when she recalled them, she couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, or between dreams and reality.

She sighed, “I only study Buddhist scriptures, not practice Buddhism. I hoped to understand my own greed, anger and ignorance from the scriptures and calm the ups and downs of my emotions. I never thought I would suffer such a great disaster.”

Chu Mingkong could only nod in sympathy. After a long while, he heard her say:

“Let’s discard my old stage name, keep only the surname Liu, and take the name of my old courtyard.”

"Liu Rushi..." Chu Mingkong murmured.

"Your Highness still remembers that 'Ru Shi Courtyard'? But judging from Your Highness's reaction, is this 'Liu Ru Shi' an old friend of Your Highness's?"

"No, I've only heard of her before. She was a woman of great talent, much like you. It's a pity that her life was filled with regrets. If you, Miss Liu, choose this name, she will probably bless you."

"I am fortunate to have been blessed by this talented woman."

With the matter of her name resolved, all that remains is for her to become familiar with her body again and with the power of the goddess and bodhisattva.

However, Chu Mingkong didn't expect her to be his help. He just hoped she wouldn't be tormented by the Bodhisattva of Boundless Intent with the illusion of the Heart Tribulation again.

Chu Mingkong stood up, and his figure fell into Liu Rushi's eyes. The beautiful courtesan, whose complexion was not very good, was stunned.

He explained, "I'm going out for a bit. I need to practice how to master this Wuxiang Heaven. I'll come back to visit you soon. Once you've recovered, I'll take you out with me. Just focus on recovering."

Liu Rushi nodded, but her eyes remained fixed on Chu Mingkong, her expression somewhat complicated. She hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to ask:

"Your Highness, why are your belongings... exposed?"

"...?!"

Chu Mingkong looked down and his heart skipped a beat. Just before the Asura King left, he inexplicably mentioned the cat, which made him ponder for a while and forget about it.

Without changing his expression, he lifted his head slightly, shook it, and said in a serious and upright manner:

"Just before you regained consciousness, that goddess launched a final counterattack, damaging my corset. I didn't notice it at first..."

Yes, that's it!

......

In Qingxin Mansion, time flew by and the day of "daughter's return and exchange" arrived.

The family gathered together in the mansion. Apart from the main character, the cat, the most eye-catching person in the house was Aunt Gu, whose waistline had "gained" several sizes.

However, the fact that she was pregnant was only made public a few days ago, and now at most, Yongzhen and the others would just glance at her a few more times, but no one would say anything.