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

After transforming into the Abyss, Chu Mingkong arrived in front of the monk Dabian and slammed his claw heavily onto him. His body flew out, crashing through numerous temples and plunging into the mountains.

"This Buddha's light contains extremely yang energy, and it's making me feel really uncomfortable. What was the method you used to activate the relic just now?"

The monk Dabian was puzzled; this was the first time he had faced such extreme Yin power. However, his doubts did not hinder his counterattack. He chanted the incantation once more, activating the relic in his hand:

"Then this humble monk has no choice but to graciously invite you to bathe in the Buddha's light!"

The light emanating from the relics, which had previously been all-encompassing, condensed into a powerful beam.

"I'll give it a try too!" Chu Mingkong didn't expect that the monk would actually recite the Buddhist mantra in its entirety right in front of him. He immediately took out the black relic and followed suit, reciting the Buddhist mantra as well.

"Ah? A black relic? How did you obtain my Buddhist relics!"

The monk Dabian responded with a beam of black light emanating from the black relic.

Chapter 152 Flower Arrangement and Pollination Prohibited

"It's a pity. I wanted to keep one alive, but that was a bit difficult. I almost hurt myself."

There are only these two monks with combat abilities in this temple, and there are about ten apprentice monks, but they are not worth taking seriously.

Those two monks have now been reduced to two relics.

However, upon comparison, there are still differences between relics. For example, the black relic he obtained a long time ago, and the relics that these two monks initially used as powerful weapons, contain remarkable offensive techniques. They can truly be said to be the crystallization of the great wisdom of a high monk during his lifetime.

However, the relics of the monks Dabian and Puxin were somewhat "ordinary".

Zhu Tong saw that Chu Mingkong and the others looked completely bewildered. Without him even asking, Zhu Tong proactively shared what he knew:

"It is called a relic, but it is actually more like a tortoise shell for protection. It contains the power of revival and reincarnation, and it is a life-saving method that only high-ranking Buddhist monks can perform."

"How can we save our lives? How can we turn back into those two monks after creating these relics?"

"Yes, although the cultivation level will drop a bit, it can indeed help the monk recover. It is said that these monks who travel together have the consideration of looking out for each other. If one of them is in trouble, the other will activate a secret method to help the monk companion who has become a relic recover."

But if the relic were to disappear from sight, given time, it could recover on its own, like a cicada shedding its shell.

As Chu Mingkong listened to this introduction, he recalled that the old King Chu had also used a similar Buddhist method, and his soul had also retreated into the relic.

“I see. So this accidental success, dealing with both of them at the same time, makes it difficult for them to use this secret technique for a protracted war.” Zuo Qiuchi sheathed his sword and stood aside.

Her jade-like body was steaming with white heat, exuding a faint fragrance. Her intense body temperature distorted the space around her, and just by looking at her figure, one could feel her heart pounding incessantly, as if endless power was bursting forth from it.

The sky above where Zuo Qiuchi fought was a scene of devastation, with remnants of flames and sword light remaining.

"What should we do with the monk's relics? Destroy them?" Zuo Donglu leaned closer to observe them.

Sarira is a general term, and in reality, it can take many forms. Bone fragments, fingers, teeth, kidney stones, and even an intact corpse can be considered sarira.

The relics of these two monks were their teeth. When Zuo Donglu got closer, she smelled a foul odor of dental plaque and quickly stepped back, frowning and covering her nose.

Chu Mingkong thought about it for a moment. He did have the same idea as Zuo Donglu, but then he thought that since the two relics could not recover on their own for the time being, they could be taken back to the lower realm and killed as "experience babies" so that Feng Ying and the others could refine the spiritual energy inside.

If all else fails, keeping them as sparring partners is fine too!

They were resurrected from the relics time and time again, and then used as practice tools!

Chu Mingkong revealed his thoughts, and the two white foxes couldn't help but feel a deep respect for him, keeping their distance from him!

This way of doing things is a bit like a big devil!

"I just don't know what to do with this golden relic... Huh?"

As soon as Chu Mingkong finished muttering to himself, he sensed that the black relic was trying to devour him.

This feeling wasn't a conscious thought; it was simply an instinct, a natural reaction like a moth drawn to a flame or water flowing downhill.

Chu Mingkong was wary of Buddhist artifacts and worried that the black relic might harbor some kind of will. After confirming several times that there was nothing unusual, he still allowed the black relic to devour the golden relic.

In any case, Chu Mingkong definitely trusts the black relic more than the other relic.

After finishing their business here, Zuo Qiuchi and Zuo Donglu went to the side to meditate, gaining further insights from their earlier exchange. Chu Mingkong, on the other hand, collected the scattered demon cores on the ground and handed them to Zhu Tong.

"You can divide the power within these demon cores, Zhu Tong."

Zhu Tong took the demon cores from Jian Guotu and some of her previous companions. The marks on them had been erased by the two monks. She distributed the power within them equally among the members of the demon tribe.

"Zhu Tong, why don't you become the new leader of the demon tribe?" Because of Zhu Tong's previous encouragement, they were willing to believe in Zhu Tong's character.

But Zhu Tong shook her head and said:

"I don't have the confidence to be a good leader, nor do I have the confidence that I won't become selfish after becoming stronger, so I'd better give up."

The remaining members of the demon tribe looked at each other, wondering if they were willing to believe that a new leader wouldn't become a second Jian Guotu.

hard to believe.

Even those four guards were originally members of the exploited demon tribe, sharing hardships with the other members. It's just that one day they flattered Jian Guotu and made him feel comfortable, and then they became his confidants.

One of the exploited companions, after gaining status, did not help his former comrades-in-arms. Instead, he helped Jian Guotu suppress them, and even kept a closer eye on them, fearing that if someone suddenly stood on the same level as them, their hard-won sense of superiority would be gone.

In the silence, the demons expressed their gratitude to Chu Mingkong and the others before dispersing to seek their own way out.

Chu Mingkong saw through the white fox mother and daughter's intention to follow them and shook his head, saying:

"I cannot take you with me on this trip. After you absorbed Jian Guotu's demon core, your cultivation is sufficient to support and protect yourself."

Zhu Tong had already vaguely sensed that Chu Mingkong and the others were not from the Heavenly Domain, and their power was quite unfamiliar, strong and strange.

"If we cannot travel together, then... may Xiao Zhu Yan and I stay in the Jinghuan Spirit Palace to await the adults' return?"

This is a rather wise choice, or rather a request. The Palace of Illusion is a blessed land, and because it is located in a forbidden area, it is quite safe.

Chu Mingkong didn't mind:

"Okay, but you'd better get along well with Tuberose, or you might get revenge on her someday."

The matter here can be resolved simply.

Chu Mingkong sighed. He still wanted to know what the connection was between these two monks and the Heavenly Demon Clan, and why they wanted to collect the demon cores.

But no matter how long he pondered it, he couldn't figure out the reason. Regardless of how important this matter was, he had stopped the Heavenly Demon Clan's actions this time, and that was enough.

The group returned to the forbidden area of ​​the Illusion Palace.

The beautiful woman in the pink and white dress, with a flower in her mouth, didn't give Chu Mingkong a friendly look, noticing that he was eyeing the flower in her mouth with predatory intent.

The tuberose glared at him angrily, then covered her mouth warily, afraid that he would force her to pollinate the flowers.

The retaliatory tactic of offering him fruit only works once; it won't work the next time.

"Zhu Tong and Xiao Zhu Yan want to stay at your spirit palace. Even if you can't get along with them, you must not have any intention of harming them."

This is both an explanation and an order.

After saying that, Chu Mingkong and the others entered the teleportation array, located the teleportation point closest to Jianmu, and began their journey without stopping.

Chapter 153 Yanling City

After that wicked and ruthless man left, the forbidden area of ​​the Illusionary Palace returned to peace, as if the commotion that had lasted all day was just an illusion, a dream that the Illusionary Palace, which had been sleeping for a long time, had unwittingly had.

Now, everything has returned to normal, but the incident of Chu Mingkong forcibly pollinating the tuberose still adds an unforgettable shock to the tuberose's tranquil memory.

Although Tuberose does not interact with the outside world, there are many unimportant records in the deserted Jinghuan Spirit Palace. Through these written records, as well as the history recorded by the flowers and plants, she can learn a lot about the Jinghuan Spirit Palace.

But I have never heard of anyone who would desecrate flowers and plants like Chu Mingkong.

No wonder this area of ​​the Palace of Illusion was designated as a forbidden zone by the old folks, preventing outsiders from entering easily. Perhaps it was to guard against malicious people from the outside world.

Now that things have calmed down, Wanxiangyu occasionally recalls the unpleasant memories Chu Mingkong brought her, and feels a great deal of resentment.

If the Jinghuan Spirit Palace had left behind any cultivation techniques, it probably wouldn't have been so easy for that scoundrel Chu Mingkong to succeed.

Previously, all the schemes against him were carried out by Tuberose with the help of her own body, the various restrictive formations near the forbidden area, and the innate abilities of her plant companions. She did not receive much help from cultivation techniques, which was equivalent to having a solid foundation of cultivation but not much else.

But if the former masters of the Jinghuan Spirit Palace left behind their cultivation techniques before they left, would she have a chance to deal with Chu Mingkong?

Tuberose felt it was still very difficult; his flames were terrifying, and he had inhaled so much pollen fumes along the way, yet he hadn't had the slightest reaction...

"Is Sister Flower here? I have something for you!" The little white fox Zhu Yan hopped around in the Spirit Palace, calling out to the tuberose.

A booklet was floating above her head, presumably the one she was going to give to Tuberose.

The little fox called out all the way, and whenever it saw a flower or plant, it would reach up and touch it with its paw to see if it was the tuberose.

In the end, the tuberose still chose to appear before the little fox.

Her appearance was somewhat sudden, and Xiao Zhuyan bumped her head into Wanxiangyu's fair calf. A vine was wrapped around her ankle, leaving a slight mark.

The little white fox looked up at her, but realized that what it saw was under her skirt. It took a few steps back before it finally saw the true face of the tuberose.

"You have something for me, what is it?"

"I don't know, it's just a booklet that's supposed to turn into any book you want to read. Lord Chu said he'd keep it for my mother and me to give as gifts to people to build relationships, but we're not planning to go out for the time being, so we'll give it to you, Sister Hua, for now."

Needless to say, this was Chu Mingkong's way of sending the gift to Wanxiangyu through the white fox mother and daughter. It was probably to establish a good relationship between them and prevent Wanxiangyu from secretly harming them in the future, since this was the Jinghuan Spirit Palace's home turf.

Tuberose was not really keen on accepting Chu Mingkong's things. She had only just managed to somewhat forget the memory of him "watering flowers" from her mind. If she kept his things with her, wouldn't it be easy to "remember him when she sees them"?

Just as she was about to refuse, her vision blurred. She had clearly just seen the booklet with an ordinary red cover, but in the blink of an eye, it had changed completely...

The Record of the Illusion of the Great Void?

In the depths of her memory, Tuberose seemed to have seen this name before; it appeared to be one of the cultivation techniques passed down from the Jinghuan Spirit Palace.

She was reluctant to accept Chu Mingkong's gift. If she did, she would have to acknowledge the white fox mother and daughter's status in the Spirit Palace, and at least treat them as guests, not as intruders. However, the name of the cultivation technique intrigued her.

While struggling with her inner turmoil, the little fox Zhu Yan looked at her with expectant eyes, and in the end, Wanxiangyu accepted the "rent".

“Tuberose, that’s my name,” the woman with the flower in her hand said.

"My name is Zhu Yan, and my mother's name is Zhu Tong~ From now on, I'll call you Sister Wanxiangyu~" The little white fox hopped up and flew to the woman's side.

"What does the booklet look like? What does it say on the cover?" Wanxiangyu asked to confirm.

"It's just a red booklet, there's nothing on it, what's wrong?"

"No words... Could this really turn into a book I want to read?" Tuberose murmured to herself.

Such a gift was something that Tuberose was truly unwilling to accept, yet found it difficult to refuse.

Forget it, one thing at a time. This gift is only to settle the debt of the white fox mother and daughter staying here. Her entanglement with Chu Mingkong remains the same!