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

For them, this matter was akin to returning home, and could not be rushed or treated perfunctorily.

No, Nongyu, even if you figured it out, couldn't you at least cooperate and hide "Moon River" too...?

You've made me feel a little awkward in front of Elder Jiu!

Chapter 418 The Master's Wife's Hidden Hand

starry night.

The women all went to rest at the Fairy Pavilion in the sky. Chu Mingkong carefully instructed Qingse to hide her seafood model business well so that it wouldn't be seen by visitors again.

Chu Mingkong stayed alone in the carriage, mainly because the bumpy ride of the carriage was quite pleasant.

When feeling melancholy due to parting, it's better to be surrounded by some noise, rather than letting your heart be too quiet.

Bai Niang stayed by Chu Mingkong's side, wrapping herself around him in circles. Although she could transform into a human body with a snake tail, she seemed to prefer her white snake form.

She would only reveal her human form occasionally after Chu Mingkong asked her.

During this time, a subtle little incident occurred. Bai Niang didn't quite understand the aesthetic requirements of this transformation. Once, she only transformed her head into a human shape, while her neck remained a snake, which almost startled Chu Mingkong.

Incidentally, Bai Niang's original form also left the Abyss, and the one Chu Mingkong is currently wearing is her original form.

"Child, what are you thinking about? You seem a little down since leaving the Abyss. Do you miss home?" Bai Niang's plump snake body coiled around him.

Chu Mingkong immediately realized that he couldn't answer Bai Niang's questions too casually, even her question, "Do you miss home?"...

At first glance, it sounds like it's talking about the Abyss or the Western Mausoleum, but after Chu Mingkong actually replied "yes," Bai Niang would have him resolve his homesickness in a strange way.

This is certainly not a problem. Chu Mingkong could accept it if Bai Niang always remained in the form of a white python or a snake-person, but sometimes she transforms into her form rather arbitrarily.

When she wanted to touch his face, a white, smooth arm suddenly emerged from the snake's body and caressed him...

The skin feels smooth, but the psychological experience is terrifying!

"No, it's not that I'm homesick, it's just that the thought of parting with Bai Niang soon is making me reluctant to leave," Chu Mingkong said solemnly.

Bai Niang's vertical pupils stared at him. For once, she transformed into a normal snake-human body. Her long, cottony white snake tail coiled around him, while her upper body held his head directly in her arms.

"It's alright, I will leave a scale on you then, which will be my clone."

Chu Mingkong asked to confirm:

"Can Bai Niang's consciousness be connected with his at any time?"

"No, it won't work if it's too far, but right now I've made up for some of the forgotten transformation inheritances from my daughters, so my clones can maintain a very long distance without losing consciousness."

Chu Mingkong knew it would eventually be cut off; he worried that one day there might be no signal at all.

He might be happily accompanied by Bai Niang's clone for a long time, almost emerging from the slight depression of leaving Xiling, when suddenly Bai Niang adds another cup to his cup of disappointment, which would be quite torturous.

Suddenly, a familiar chilling aura appeared beside Chu Mingkong. A graceful and exquisite curve emerged from the cold mist, which then condensed into Xiao Yunhan's elegant and graceful figure. Her temperament was like a snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain, or a proud ice and snow goddess.

Xiao Yunhan remained indifferent to Chu Mingkong and Bai Niang's intimate embrace, just as she hadn't minded having fun with Zuo Qiuchi and Chu Mingkong before.

"Bai Niang, I want to cultivate with Ming Kong and get closer to him," Xiao Yunhan said calmly as she walked over.

His words were very polite and gentle, and he even used the word "want" to express his thoughts, but his tone was almost like saying "I want to cultivate!"

Bai Niang had no objection to this cold-hearted young woman.

The snake coiled around Chu Mingkong loosened, pulling Yunhan over and gently and naturally placing her on Chu Mingkong's body.

Xiao Yunhan's proud figure replaced Bai Niang's position and embraced Chu Mingkong's face, while Bai Niang hugged Yunhan from her beautiful back and rubbed her cheek against her pink face.

Xiao Yunhan was now familiar with Bai Niang's affectionate ways, and responded with her cool face, rubbing her face against Bai Niang's.

Although they are all humanoid, their affectionate gestures have an inexplicably cute feel to them, like interactions between small animals.

“Mingkong is feeling down right now because he’s away from a familiar place. Yunhan, you’re older than him, so you should take good care of him.”

Bai Niang's words always made Chu Mingkong feel like a giant baby who couldn't take care of himself...

"Yes, it's being taken care of right now."

"Bai Niang is making a mountain out of a molehill. I'm not that depressed. It's normal to feel sentimental when moving, especially now that we've moved away from our old nest..."

As Chu Mingkong was guided by Yun Han's cool, slender hand to skillfully circulate his cultivation technique, he frowned, realizing something was amiss.

—It feels different! It's a bit unfamiliar!

"Mingkong, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly spacing out?" Xiao Yunhan temporarily freed Chu Mingkong from her warm embrace.

"N-nothing, it's just that the thought of being apart for a while in the future makes me a little reluctant to leave..." Chu Mingkong forced himself to remain calm as he replied.

It's a bit of a mystery, but Chu Mingkong could recognize the taste of every woman in the room.

Even if his eyes are covered, as long as he enters a meditative state, he can recognize who is who by relying on their unique senses and aura.

The feeling of this spiritual vein right now... it's not Yunhan's, it feels a bit unfamiliar!

He concealed his confusion and continued his cultivation with Yunhan as usual, while also investigating what was causing this strange feeling.

He quickly discovered the problem: the ice pill he had swallowed was quietly activating, nourishing his spiritual veins and body while also forcibly imposing that subtle sensation on him.

Even though he was holding Yunhan, his senses were replaced by the feeling of his master's wife, making it seem as if he was holding his master's wife!

He cultivated with Yunhan, but as long as his master's wife's original spiritual energy was in his body, he could hardly feel Yunhan's spiritual veins and could only forcibly sense his master's wife's aura.

The way that ice pill was made, so subtle and delicate, couldn't have been that simple. It must have had some other purpose hidden within it, but I never expected it to be used here...

After the long punishment of "not being allowed to cultivate with Yunhan" ended, the master's wife imposed a new punishment: "can only receive the master's wife's spiritual vein sensations".

Isn't that a bit too cunning...?

"Mingkong, are you really okay? Why does your expression keep changing? But you seem more excited than ever about cultivating?" Xiao Yunhan noticed that Chu Mingkong seemed a bit strange tonight.

"I...I'm fine..."

Chu Mingkong twitched his lips guiltily, hugged Yunhan's delicate body tightly, and tried to use her sweet scent to dilute the strong presence of his master's wife in his mind at this moment.

I really didn't expect that my master's wife would still have such a trick up her sleeve after she left. She's so despicable!

Chapter 419 What if Chu Mingkong suddenly attained enlightenment and became a Buddhist king?

Buddhist Pure Land

The golden light shines down upon the pure land, and the people and devout Buddhists come and go, bowing in sincere worship. The golden light bestows its grace upon them, wiping away their withered and sallow complexions. The Buddhists feel as if they are bathed in sweet rain, unaware of their physical exhaustion and hunger.

On the Hongyuan Platform, a fat Buddhist monk stood holding a scripture. The cover of the scripture was old, but the inner pages were so new that they had never been turned.

With the scriptures raised high, the believers below seemed to be bathed in golden light, receiving the wisdom and merit of the scriptures.

The Asura King returned to his territory, frowning as he took off his boots and removed his injured foot, which had been soaked in medicinal essence.

The thorns that had sprouted from the wound withered and disappeared, and the wound on the delicate arch of the foot was also filled by the medicine.

Aside from the slightly unpleasant feeling of my silk stockings soaking in the medicinal liquid on the way back... there's really nothing else to complain about.

Not long after Asura King Asura sat down and had just cleaned his feet, a guest arrived to visit the Asura clan.

"Since the compassionate protector of the Asura clan visited the Goddess Bodhisattva at the Endless Temple, the Goddess Bodhisattva has lost contact with believers for many days. I wonder if His Highness the Asura King knows anything about this?"

The Smiling Buddha stood there, asking with a kind and benevolent expression. His eyebrows resembled long worms lying above his eyes, and his mouth was like a toad splitting its ears.

Especially when she smiles with her eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth, curving into a smile, almost touch her earlobes.

"I know. She was busy enlightening Chu Mingkong at your request. Now that she has disappeared, she has most likely gone to enlighten Chu Mingkong as well."

"Your Highness, Asura King, may I ask what the Compassionate Protector was doing at the Endless Temple earlier?"

The Asura King sat on his throne, his hand supporting his chin, too lazy to even open his eyes.

"Inform the Goddess Bodhisattva that you may go and enlighten Chu Mingkong. Let's see if she will become a great and extraordinary person in Buddhism, or if she will perish in the process and pass away peacefully."

"You have so many questions to ask, why not first unleash the compassion hidden within your sleeve? Are you waiting for me to search for it in your dilapidated temple?"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless indifferent eyes appeared around the Smiling Buddha, and a huge Asura Curse Array appeared beneath his feet.

Normally, this would be a warning that ends there, but the Asura King's warnings never go beyond that.

She slapped her palm down, and a huge handprint covered with Asura battle patterns slammed down on the head of the Laughing Buddha. The Laughing Buddha's robe billowed, and his body transformed into a golden bell. There were towers outside the bell, forming layers of defense, but it was still shattered by the Asura King's palm.

The smiling Buddha's body was shattered into white mist, leaving only its head on the ground, still bearing that awkward smile.

The compassionate protector was freed from the tattered robe.

The smiling Buddha's head continued to ask:

"I have another question: Why is the Three Refuges and Five Precepts Stele erected by the previous Asura King in the Asura clan broken?"

Why did the Asura King destroy the precepts left by his predecessor? The karmic consequence of breaking these precepts is that if the Asura King harbors anger towards a Buddhist disciple, thorns will sprout as punishment.

The Asura King reached out and casually brushed aside a pile of broken stones. This was the broken stone tablet she had destroyed, a stone of discipline and restraint specifically designed to restrict the Asura race.

“The former Asura King? You mean Bodhisattva Akashasa? I accidentally stepped on it when I was passing by. If you want to use it to understand the wisdom of Bodhisattva Akashasa, then take it.”

After this rather impolite question and answer session, the Smiling Buddha's head was thrown out of the Asura territory, and several pieces of pebbles fell onto his face.

The head flew up from the rubble of the monument, and the white mist reformed into a body.

As the Asura King dismissed the guest, he also politely offered words of farewell:

"Smiling Buddha, don't think that just because your prince has been hiding among the human race as a parasite, you can act recklessly in front of me."

The next time you appear here, even if someone from the Heavenly Realm comes to visit you, they'll probably only be able to pay their respects at your grave.

The Smiling Buddha remained expressionless as he pondered the power he had just unleashed.

After destroying the monument, and despite the cruel treatment he received, he suffered no repercussions whatsoever from the pain of the thorns...

"How did he manage to become so powerful here, even unafraid of the precepts...?"

......

Filled with deep guilt and an excitement that was harder to control than ever before, Chu Mingkong and his sister Xiao Yunhan completed several weeks of cultivation.

He felt incredibly guilty, but he didn't want to stop; his feelings were very complicated!

"Mingkong, have you gotten rid of the confusion in your heart? You've suddenly become much more positive. Are you trying to make up for the void from a while ago?" Xiao Yunhan asked.