Who is Spreading Rumors That My Filial Piety to Them Has Deteriorated

Then why hesitate?It would be great if Shen Xuejun would send someone over to help!Otherwise, Fengying would have to be dragged down by the affairs of the Lu family.

Chu Mingkong slid off his sister's slender white silk legs, walked over to help Shen Xuejun fill up the tea, brought it to her respectfully, raised it to the top of his head, and begged:

"Master, please help me!"

The glamorous and beautiful woman nodded happily, took the tea from the boy, pursed her red lips, and said that she agreed to his request. When Xiao Yunhan was about to wait for her brother to come back and hug him back, she saw Chu Ming As soon as Kong turned around and was about to come back, he was hugged by his master Shen Xuejun.

Xiao Yunhan: "???"

Chu Mingkong: "???"

He felt his sister's gaze and felt uneasy. Chu Mingkong asked cautiously:

"Miss, is there anything else?"

"It's nothing, I just want to get closer to you, so that I don't always get close to Zuo Qiuchi, and I will be led to ruin by her. Just now...why do you always touch Yunhan's thigh?"

Chu Mingkong's heart stopped for half a beat, and he replied calmly:

"This, this... I'm curious about the kind of socks that Yunhan is wearing. I have never seen them in the capital, and they feel rather novel to the touch."

Shen Xuejun nodded, and said lightly:

"So I was just curious, Yunhan, do you have any more of these socks? Let me borrow a pair for my teacher, Ming Kong, just touch my wife's."

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Chu Mingkong suddenly felt that this ruthless way seemed to be quite good, very positive energy!

After Shen Xuejun, a beautiful young woman, also put on the white silk cushion, Chu Mingkong sat on the white silk cushion again, but his sister Xiao Yunhan was watching covetously, he didn't dare to touch it with his hands. Sit and don't touch.

"Recently, many disciples in the sect have started to wear these pants-like socks, but what's the point?" Shen Xuejun asked Xiao Yunhan for clarification. She had noticed that Xiao Yunhan started wearing this kind of socks, but she never Just ask.

If it was an innocuous matter, Shen Xuejun would generally not bother to ask about it. The apprentice was already able to take care of himself, and Xiao Yunhan was stable and mature enough, so she didn't need to be reminded of everything as a master.

Now that she was wearing such slippery stockings, she became suspicious.

Xiao Yunhan glanced at the little brother, looking for a chance to bring him back, but he still responded to Master first, saying:

"There is nothing special about it. This kind of standard socks was first created by Xianzhen Pavilion, and later gradually accepted by people of various sects. They think that these socks are tighter than trousers, they will not be baggy, and they can also cover the legs. Conservative and beautiful."

Shen Xuejun nodded and agreed:

"The novelty is a little novelty. It's no wonder that Mingkong can't help but touch it with curiosity. The feel is completely different from ordinary pants and socks. However, under the same conservative design, it is indeed much more beautiful than trousers. There are wrinkles, which makes people look sloppy and loose, but these white stockings are much neater. Maybe we can add this kind of socks to Zongmen costumes in the future."

That's right!

It's too conservative, it should be promoted more, and the promotion speed is still a bit slow now!

Chu Mingkong was heartbroken. He asked Qingse to fiddle with this service many years ago, and it was not until these two years that he was gradually accepted.

But if this is the case, Wenqing Pavilion is the Baisi camp?

After all, the topic of clothing could not last for too long, and it was over after a few simple chats. Shen Xuejun and Xiao Yunhan told Chu Mingkong about the content of the exchange in Qingxin Mansion just now, and Chu Mingkong happened to be out of the city for a walk during that time.

After listening, Chu Mingkong realized that among the cardinals in Tianya City, there were elders who supported him, which was really rare, and he thought they were all bribed by the Xiao family.

"It seems that my statement was really reckless and naive. I thought I could use medicinal herbs as a threat, so that the Xiao family would apologize or something. As a result, the Xiao family immediately began to suspect that I might use herbal medicine to harm Xiao Fengnan. Cautiously."

Chu Mingkong had to admit his fault. In his concept, an apology can be exchanged for good herbal medicine, and he can make a steady profit without losing money. Make alienation and suspicion a top priority.

His idea is funny, because it comes from the many strange small Tauren sect comics he read in his previous life, such as "Girlfriend is indescribable with baseball coach for the sake of boyfriend" and so on.

Sure enough, it won't work if you actually take action?

Xiao Yunhan asked about the business:

"Ming Kong, you have signed up for the martial arts competition in Tianya City? Don't plan for so long, and finally lose in such trivial matters. The first round will start tomorrow."

Chu Mingkong nodded: "Yes, yes, Yunhan doesn't need to worry about me about such trivial matters."

Signing up is very easy. When Chu Mingkong was strolling in Tianya City today, he just finished signing up.

The process is very simple. There is a secret place for registration under the Tianya Building. After entering, just smash a stone statue. You don't even need to pay money, or if you have any background influence, you can fill in whatever you like.

Chu Mingkong had no psychological burden on filling in the pseudonym, so he directly filled in "Cao Thief" as his name, and the sect he belonged to filled in "Tongque Terrace".

Tianya Building has such a loose registration, the confidence comes from the selection of the first round of competition.

Unless the elders of Tianya Tower cherish their talents and stop them personally in this martial arts contest to select the city lord, they will be killed or injured at their own risk. This alone has dissuaded many people who joined in the fun.

Then there is the mentality of the participants, because the competition is going on day after day, and no one wants to be consumed too much in the previous competition. The best solution in this situation is to kill them as soon as they meet.

Some people are not strong enough in hard cultivation, but they have a lot of cards.But most of the powerful hole cards need time to prepare to be released, which is commonly known as the reading time. Based on this, the situation of hitting to death when meeting is even more serious.

Shen Xuejun was still worried about Chu Mingkong, she said:

"Ming Kong, although you are now a rare opponent among your peers thanks to your injury, but if you use that power, it will be easy for people to guess your identity. But your original strength is suppressed by the injury. There are too many restrictions on you, and you don't even have a weapon in your hand."

She didn't know how much strength Chu Mingkong could display now. Normal people would never have imagined that Chu Mingkong could recover his strength through body-fitting training.

As for the weapon, it's really a little problem. At that time, it can't be used by Zuo Qiuchi's extinction. Many old guys can use weapons to identify people.

"The issue of weapons is easy to solve, so you don't have to worry about it, and since I'm back, these disadvantages will naturally be taken into consideration."

"Okay. The first few days are the first round of selection, Ming Kong, which day is your competition?"

Chu Mingkong took out a jade token, which was issued after breaking the stone statue:

"Tomorrow is the same day as Xiao Fengnan's pre-determined one, but there was nothing to see in the first few days. The first round of competitions is mostly a face-to-face decision. The audience is over before they get interested. Mistress, Yunhan, you just wait here for my news."

I hope that I don't meet Xiao Fengnan on the first day, otherwise Chu Mingkong will run out of time to cure him in advance.

But thinking of the hand-slaying plan that he only came up with today, Chu Mingkong had to say hello to Xiao Yunhan first.

"Yunhan, you also know about Lu Zhicai. He is my old friend. I will deal with Xiao Fengnan at that time. I will give him an explanation. If you find it difficult, you might as well go back to the sect first. Get out of the way."

Shen Xuejun said: "Mingkong's words are not unreasonable, Yunhan, you can go back to the sect first, and Mingkong will take care of me, so you can rest assured."

Originally, these words were nothing, but when Xiao Yunhan saw his master hugging his younger brother, he always felt that something was weird.

"The disciples have their own considerations, the master doesn't need to bother thinking about the disciples.

Even Elder Renji of Baicao Valley couldn't see Fengnan's matter, saying that he had brought it on himself.Then Fengnan should learn a lesson, grandpa and the others spoiled Fengnan too much, they indulged him in a cruel heart, took away his teacher's martial arts and silenced him, if there is no lesson, he will only be more presumptuous in the future. "

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On the second day, there were quite a lot of people near the Tianya Building, but not many people came to watch the battle, most of them came to participate in the competition, or came with their companions.

The number of people who actually came to watch the battle was even less than the people competing for the position of city lord. The reason for this is not difficult to understand. The powerful people knew what the first round was like in the first few days, so there was no need to watch it. Basically, one or two disciples are called over to see who deserves attention.

Curiosity and lack of information channels will put too much enthusiasm in the first round of eating melons. Those outsiders with a wide range of contacts have already gone to the brothel to experience the local customs.

Chu Mingkong came to the breakfast stall near Yanwuchang, found a place to sit down and wait for his number to be called.

Physically, he has returned to his normal posture, and he went to the blacksmith of Tianya City to buy a set of bone armor that looks like a shaman sacrifice.

Others hide their identities by changing their appearance, and he hides his identity by changing his armor. Chu Mingkong himself is very satisfied with this.

Taking advantage of nothing, Chu Mingkong looked around to see if he could recognize any forces that had arrived.

"It's true that people from the Buddhist sect came... That black relic is still in my pocket. I don't know if I can find these big bald heads to get the complete Huanxi Zen, or come to the Dharma for more time. Row."

The first batch of people went in very quickly. The first round of competition was equivalent to an audition. It was impossible to compete on stage one by one. The elders of the Tianya Building would put the two contestants into the same secret realm to fight.

People from the outside can watch the situation inside through the "bubbles" floating above the martial arts stage. Just focus on that bubble, and the situation of the corresponding competition in the secret realm will appear in the observer's eyes. in the mind.

In the past, this viewing angle could be changed at will. Later, Chu Mingkong said that he could peek at the bottom of Xiao Yunhan’s skirt (in fact, she was wearing trousers under her skirt at the time). This viewing angle is fixed.

The current perspective of watching the battle is a bit like a certain fighting game "J, B". People with serious thinking can immediately see that it is "Street Fighter".

In the secret realm, groups of people first showed off their own hand skills, and released their aura to the greatest extent. This process is a bit like the so-called "combat power comparison".

If the combat strength is about the same, start fighting, and see the real chapter under the fist.

If the combat power is much worse, the weaker side will surrender directly without hesitation, saving everyone's time.

Cross-level battles are certainly a great story, enough to brag about for a lifetime, but such things rarely happen. Behind most of these stories are low-level practitioners with weapons, spirit treasures, and talismans all over their bodies. Defeat a casual cultivator with a slightly higher cultivation base.

Next to Chu Mingkong, a few people who spoke the official language of the capital saw the rows of spectator bubbles bursting quickly, and suddenly shouted and raised their arms in front of the crowd.

"It's not right, there is an inside story! Did you see that, those people immediately surrendered when they met, they must have bribed their opponents in advance, there is a shady scene!"

"How could our city lord of Tianya City be selected from the shady scene? We request to stop and investigate the truth!"

"No wonder, I have long felt that something is wrong. After King Chu disappeared, Tianya Building might have been infiltrated by outsiders. Is it better to let the capital decide?"

"Makes sense!"

These people yelled there for a while, as if they were talking about cross talk, but found that no one responded to them, and the people nearby looked at them as if they were mentally retarded.

Those who sang the oboe were watched with caring eyes, their toes were on the ground in embarrassment, and the soles of their shoes were almost worn out. They didn't understand what was going on.

Chu Mingkong shook his head, feeling the embarrassment of goosebumps from a long distance away, and couldn't help complaining:

"Call someone to bring the rhythm. The royal family should invite some people with a Xiling accent. It's too amateurish to pretend to be Xiling people with the official dialect of the capital... People who are not in charge of public opinion will spend the money in brothels Right? Well, at least the money was spent locally in Xiling.”

He very wickedly threw two copper coins over to give a reward, and shouted:

"Those buskers still need more practice to perform. Is there anything else? Let's do it again!"

Many people who waited impatiently for the competition threw a few copper coins in the past, thinking that they were spending money to order acrobatics:

"Come on for a while, backflips, jumping through fire rings, if you really can't do it, let's give everyone a fork?"

Beijing Secret Work: "..."

Chu Mingkong waited so long that he wanted to go to the brothel to spend money first, and the martial arts jade card in his hand was shining—it was his turn!

He took the jade card and walked into the gate of Yanwu Secret Realm, another bubble rose on the Yanwu stage.

Chu Mingkong’s opponent is an outer disciple from Zhenlei Island, who is one year younger than him. His strength has reached the middle stage of the fourth order, and his cultivation base is solid. Not bad.

"Let me introduce you. Luo Xiangming is a student with full marks in the entrance examination on Xiazhen Lei Island. He ranks second among the outer disciples in terms of strength. He can be promoted to an inner disciple after five years. I don't want to reveal my family background, so as not to cause psychological pressure on fellow Taoists. We met by chance. Don’t hurt your friendship until the end of the experiment.”

With that said, Luo Xiangming took out two high-quality pills and put them on a plate in his hands, took out the Leifa Talisman and wiped his sweat, put the weapons bought at a high price aside, took out a shiny shield as a mirror Got my hair done.

Inadvertently, he smiled, and revealed his precious storage bracelet, invisibly showing his various hole cards.

——Psychological pressure has arrived.

The corners of Luo Xiangming's mouth were raised high, and then he shook his bangs regretfully:

"Hey, I'm sorry, I took the wrong weapon. I was going to use this family epee just now. My father said that he has always regarded this epee as his lover. Now I will use his lover to fight in Tianya City Win the first prize.

Fellow Daoist, what about you? "

If he wasn't wearing the helmet himself, Chu Mingkong would definitely have given him a sweaty and smiling expression.