Chapter 095, calm down and don’t lose it, who can steal the Lingxiao treasure mirror

Mei Yi is a general, usually a personal guard of the Mei Mansion. When he was in battle, he was the personal leader of Mei Xiaolang. He often led the most elite heavy cavalry to charge, and he had killed many rounds of thousands of troops. But Mei Yi never did three things-

The first is that he has never defended the city. Heavy cavalry is the main force in the field, and defending the city cannot play its greatest role. Mei Yi has experienced many siege battles, and he has always defended the city. This time he defended Wuzhou himself for the first time. If Mei Xiaolang had led the army here, he would have sent him out of the city to rush out of the city.

The second is that he has never been the head coach. In the past, he always obeyed the command of the head coach in wars, and he has always been a general rather than a coach. But today the situation is different. The military and civilians in the city all count on him alone. He is the head coach of a city, and the military and political power is in their hands.

The third is that he has never fought like today, huddled in the city and defended but not attacked. He never had this habit when fighting with others. What’s even more unacceptable is that others are fighting these days, and he just stood there and watched. His magical skills have been lost, and he is the commander of the entire army, so it is impossible for him to take action himself.

The battle to defend the city went smoothly, but Mei Yi was very unhappy. He had to do something that was inconsistent with his life habits and had to do it seriously. What would this feeling be like? Others are not Mei Yi, so they cannot be described.

There are also things that feel even worse. Since seven days ago, Mei Yi has been dreaming every night.

He dreamed that Wang Naxiang led the rebels to the city wall, and the soldiers who followed him to guard the city died in battle. After falling to the ground, they all looked at him with help. He also dreamed that the soldiers and civilians in Wuzhou tied him to the enemy camp while he was asleep, and opened the city to welcome the rebels. The Mei family was slaughtered. He also dreamed that at the last moment of the war, he rushed out of the city alone, with endless enemies ahead.

Wait for a strange dream to be in a mess, as long as he lie down and closes his eyes, these scenes will come one after another and you can't get rid of them no matter what.

It would be strange if another person didn't drive him crazy! Mei Yi is a person with a firm mind. In modern terms, this person's nerves are stronger than steel wires and can be unmoved. But this is enough for him to suffer, because he can't rest. Opening his eyes is a battle to defend the city, and closing his eyes is a nightmare. For seven consecutive days, Mei Yi's hair gradually turned white.

Zhang Guo asked Mingqingyou that he was also worried about Mei Yi. If it weren't for the tight war, he really wanted to persuade Mei Yi to go and see the young master. Mei Zhenyi was the successor of Sun Simiao's robe and a young miracle doctor.

After hearing the whole story, Mei Zhenyi reached out and grabbed Mei Yi's pulse door, frowned and said, "Uncle Yi's cultivation level cannot have ordinary diseases. I'm afraid this is not a disease. Could it be that the practice method taught by Jihai Zhenren, which was wrong during practice?"

"It's not that there is a deviation in his cultivation, but that his mind and nature were deviated before, and that the ice and snow would inevitably melt. This level must be passed. I have sealed his magical powers, otherwise he will have more trouble." A voice came from his ear. It was the fairy boy Qingfeng who was talking.

Mei Zhenyi turned around and did not see anyone. She replied with her divine thoughts: "Fairy boy, don't always talk like this, you're shocked and scared, who do you want to scare? Can't you show up?" With his cultivation level, he was unable to actively communicate with people with divine thoughts, but after Lingshan's mind method broke through the realm of "calling ghosts and gods", the divine consciousness sensed the Yin God or Qingfeng, who would communicate with him in his divine thoughts. He could also talk to him.

Qingfeng said something surprising to him: "I am hiding alone, it is not convenient for me to show up. You bring Mei Yi to Cuiting Temple."

Mei Zhenyi said in surprise: "Qingfeng, with your cultivation level, who else should you hide from?"

Qingfeng's tone was a little unhappy: "It's not the one you've been provoked by, the one who met at Wanjia Hotel."

Mei Zhenyi: "Is he that powerful? Even you have to hide? Who is he?"

Qingfeng: "I don't know where he came from. In short, it's unfathomable and the purpose of it is unknown. I don't want to get entangled with him... Don't talk nonsense. Take Mei Yi to Cuiting Temple, I'll wait in the backyard. You can cure his illness, but I need my guardian... Don't talk to you three, just come directly, so as not to hear me and notice that I'm hiding here."

Zhang Guo and Mei Yi also heard Qingfeng's words, and were confused, so they didn't say anything and gave each other a wink, and went to Cuiting Temple together.

When there is war outside the city, the incense of Cuiting Temple in the city is more prosperous than usual. Many ordinary people come here to burn incense and pray for blessings, so that the battle will be completed soon and the peace will be restored. Now the Tuiting Temple is bustling like a festival, especially the people outside the backyard wall.

At Mei Zhenyi's suggestion, Cuiting'an added a "service project" after moving to the city. Cuiting'an faces eastward at the gate of the city, and the gable in the backyard becomes westward. The nuns pulled many thin ropes against the wall, so that the people can write their wishes on a narrow yellow silk and hang them on the gable.

Huang Ling is not expensive, two cents a day, you can "please" in Cuiting Temple and let the "on duty" nun write for you, or you can make it homemade at home, but the size and color must be the same as the yellow silk prepared in Cuiting Temple. Of course, hanging yellow silk is not free, but there is no limit to getting along. Just give money. Even if you only give one penny, the nun will hang your yellow silk for one month.

How did this idea come up? Mei Zhenyi traveled through the front of her uncle Mei Zhengqian, a Taoist temple abbot, has developed many similar tourism projects. She is definitely a talent in the local religious circle. Mei Zhenyi just changed the creativity of her uncle.

In Wuzhou at that time, this was an excellent idea. Even if it was a poor family, they could write down their prayers or pious thoughts to the Bodhisattvas on the wall and hang them on the wall to show the Bodhisattvas in the West. And those generous and rich landlords naturally would not give less, and there were many who gave a few coins of silver at a time.

Master Xingyun naturally would not object to Mei Zhenyi's suggestion. Once this "service project" was launched, it was widely welcomed by the people of Wuzhou. There were 840 positions for the huge red-lacquered gables, and they were hung up every month. Many people even came to pay the money and wrote Huang Ling to make an appointment for the next month.

On weekdays, pilgrims would go out to go around the back of Cuiting Temple after entering the incense in the temple to see what is written on the yellow silk hanging outside this gable? This is also a scene in Wuzhou.

It was dusk and it was still very lively outside the gables. But the backyard of Cuiting Temple, which is separated from this wall, was very quiet. Qingfeng stood quietly under the wall. Seeing the three of them coming in, Qingfeng pointed to the wall and said, "Mei Zhenyi, the yellow silk outside the wall is your good idea, right?"

Mei Zhenyi replied embarrassedly: "It's indeed my idea, but I have no malice either."

Qingfeng was a little puzzled: "I didn't say you have malicious intentions, why did you show shame?...Don't underestimate the pious wishes of all living beings outside the wall. It can stop the immortals from searching for gods. Here you can avoid guests and let Mr. Sui not notice my place."

This gable actually has this effect, beyond Mei Zhenyi's expectations. He looked around and asked, "You have this wall behind you, but what about the front?"

Qingfeng glared at him: "There are Bodhisattvas in front and I, Brother Xiong, who forced me into the door with my incarnation divine thoughts. Wouldn't you turn against the Bodhisattva?"

Mei Zhenyi didn't dare to be happy and said carefully: "Fairy boy, did you move Cuiting Temple down to Jingting Mountain and force the Bodhisattva to move, but now you have something to do, and you are hiding in the Bodhisattva Temple again?"

Zhang Guo explained to Qingfeng on the side: "If Cuiting Temple had not been invited into the city, would there be these incense? Can there be such a wall of wishes? Speaking of which, the fairy boy did not offend the Bodhisattva."

Mei Zhenyi: "I'm just a joke, Qingfeng Fairy Child, you said I can cure Mei Yi's disease, how should I treat it?"

Qingfeng asked back: "You know that this is not an ordinary person's disease. Have you never heard of something like this? Your master should have told you." Mei Zhenyi really remembered something about this reminder, and Sun Simiao told him.

Of course, Sun Simiao could not have been a miracle doctor at all. When he was young, he learned external elixirs and bait medicine. He accidentally got elixirs and almost died. He hired many famous doctors at that time but failed to cure them, and in the end he treated them himself. As the saying goes, those who can do it do not treat themselves, but Sun Simiao was able to treat his elixirs. This shows that the medical cultivation at that time was quite good.

After the erysipelas were cured, the toxins in the body were cleared, but it led to another disease. Sun Simiao was always hallucinating when he sat in meditation. Seeing the epidemic in the world, he could not cure so many people's illnesses. The filth and smell of the world were everywhere, and it was simply unbearable.

Later, as the state of cultivation was broken through, the illusion naturally disappeared. Sun Simiao told Mei Zhenyi that this was a test in cultivation.

When Mei Zhenyi heard this story, she asked how his master passed the test? Sun Simiao smiled and replied, "Treat it. When you see one, you will never get tired of filth and smell. I am a doctor."

Now that he heard Qingfeng’s replies, he remembered this story again. He understood what was going on, and asked, “How can I help my Uncle Yi overcome the tribulation?”

Qingfeng: "You have that mirror, just look at Mei Yi."

Mei Zhenyi: "Didn't you remind me in the restaurant not to look in this mirror?"

Qingfeng: "Don't take photos casually, and don't take photos of yourself, but that's a magical tool, and it's very useful. It's a pity to keep it in your arms and not use it."

Mei Zhenyi took out the mirror from her arms and handed it to Qingfeng: "How to use the mirror here?"

Qingfeng flashed back and waved his hand and said, "Don't give it to me, don't look at me, otherwise that Mr. Sui would know that I'm here... Mei Yi, come here."

Mei Yi stepped forward and said, "How should I do it if I ask Fairy Child?"

Qingfeng reached out and grabbed a cushion at some point, threw it on the ground and said, "You just sit here and concentrate your mind as usual. When you have no distracting thoughts, open your eyes to see the void."

Mei Yi was very straightforward in doing things, so he immediately closed his eyes on the cushion and sat down. Qingfeng looked at him. After about half a stick of incense, he said to Mei Zhenyi: "Okay, use the method of controlling weapons to hang the mirror one foot away in front of his eyes."

The mirror flew out, and the mirror hung in front of Mei Yi, and Mei Yi just opened his eyes at this time. Then, Mei Zhenyi's face changed and she suddenly closed her eyes.

Why did Mei Zhenyi close her eyes when she opened her eyes? Because he suddenly saw a lot of things. This mirror was indeed magical. Mei Yi must have seen the dreams he had in the mirror, and Mei Zhenyi, the man who casts the spell, also "sees"—

The sound of killing in Wuzhou City was shocking the sky, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, scattered bamboo guns and crossbows. The rebels rushed to the city like a tide. Mei Yi was the only one left on the city tower. He raised his sword and killed him. He chopped down many enemies with his sword. He didn't know how many swords and guns he was in, but finally fell down and was trampled by horse hooves...

This is Mei Yi's dream. In the dream, it is not that it will be over if it dies once, but one dream after another, being shot into a hedgehog, being dismembered by a chaotic blade, being tied up and hanging on the city tower... and so on. Fortunately, Mei Zhenyi is calm, otherwise the method of controlling the weapon would be broken, and he can't hold this mirror anymore.

I don’t know how long it took. Mei Zhenyi couldn’t stand it and shouted with divine thoughts: “Uncle Yi, since this is a dream, what about your magical skills?”

With this shout, the scene in the dream immediately began to change. Mei Yi crawled out of the dead with blood, and the sword energy in his hand was like a rainbow, and he killed the enemy. Wherever he passed, he was killed immediately! Mei Yi carried the sword and killed the city wall, jumped off the city wall, killed the rebels completely, and finally rushed into the empty enemy camp, chopped over the central army flag with one sword.

The dream has not ended yet. This dream ends. Another dream begins again. The scene has changed. It is no longer Wuzhou City, and I don’t know which battlefield it is. The mountains and fields are full of enemies. Mei Yi raises his sword and fights, and blood splatters all over the field. How many people did Mei Yi kill? I don’t know! He seems to have become an invincible violent war god, killing as many as he comes.

The next dream cannot tell whether it starts or ends. Although Mei Yi is invincible, the enemies are endless. The more you kill, the mountains and fields are still everywhere. Gradually, Mei Zhenyi can't stand it anymore. This time she really can't stand it because he is tired.

Mei Zhenyi has been casting spells and weapons, and at the same time he has to remain calm. His spiritual sense extends to Mei Yi's dream and kills with him. He seems to be standing there with his eyes closed, but his magic power has been used to the limit, and it is already the verge of exhaustion of spiritual energy. However, Mei Yi keeps stopping, and he can't stop either. This is the most taboo thing for practitioners when casting spells. He will be exhausted to death!

Didn’t Qingfeng say that he would protect the Dharma? Why didn’t hesitate at all?

Mei Zhenyi was motivated and shouted again: "Uncle Yi, you are possessed! Come back quickly. Aren't you guarding Wuzhou? The city has not been lost and the battle has not been completed!"

With this shout, the dream changed again, turning into Wuzhou City in dusk. A big flag was flying on the city tower. On the open ground outside the city was a large camp of rebels, and the sky was filled with thick smoke from bonfires. This is the scene of looking out from the west gate of Wuzhou in reality.

At this moment, Mei Zhenyi had reached her limit. She quickly retracted the spell, and even the mirror was unable to retract it. She hung in front of Mei Yi and fell into the air, but she did not fall to the ground and returned to his arms directly. His legs were soft and his butt was sitting on the ground, with black stars in front of him, and he almost fainted.

Zhang Guo exclaimed: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"No need to help him, just let him sit for a while." But it was Zhongli Quan's voice.

When Mei Zhenyi opened her eyes again, she saw that Zhong Liquan had arrived at the backyard of Cuiting Temple at some point and stood beside her. Her whole body was sweating and she could not breathe, like a fish thrown on the shore.

Mei Yi had already stood up. When he heard Zhong Li Quan's words, he did not reach out to help him. He knelt in front of him and said, "Thank you, Young Master, for waking up in the illusion! Are you okay?"

Mei Zhenyi didn't even have the strength to speak and shake his head. Zhongli Quan replied to him on the side: "It's nothing big, it's just overcasting. General Mei Yi, your concentration is very good, even better than my disciple Mei Zhenyi. He has done his best."

Qingfeng shook his head aside and said, "It's still a little too late, but since I've intervened, I will definitely end this cause and effect. Zhang Guo, please send Mei Yi back to rest first. He has not been at ease for several days. Don't worry, he won't have nightmares anymore."

Zhang Guo helped Mei Yi up and left. Zhongli Quan raised his banana fan and fanned Mei Zhenyi. There was no wind, but a warm current rose from his dantian. His body was no longer sore and soft. Although the true energy of the soul had not recovered, he could already speak. Mei Zhenyi sat upright and said, "What happened just now? My spiritual consciousness was involved in Mei Yi's thoughts and almost couldn't be retracted. He couldn't even contain his magic. He was so exhausted!"

Zhongli Quan laughed and said, "In the past, people always praised your temperament and qualifications, but now they know that they are inferior to others. Your concentration is not as strong as Mei Yi, and your spiritual consciousness is involved in his illusion. If he doesn't wake up, it will be difficult for you to break free. Your mind and nature will continue to be refined."

Qingfeng retorted: "It can't be compared so much. Mei Yi's mind is the ultimate in the world. Mei Zhenyi's concentration is already very good. It is not easy to be able to speak up in that situation." What he said is the truth. Who is Mei Yi? He is the person who can accomplish his responsibilities under any circumstances by slashing his knife in front of him without even blinking his eyelids.

Zhongli Quan: "I'm teaching my apprentice a lesson, why are you praising him?"

Qingfeng: "I'm telling the truth. Then Mr. Sui's transformation into a divine mind will definitely be involved, and it won't feel that... Mei Zhenyi, now I know that the mirror should not be looked at random?"

Mei Zhenyi: "Two, I don't understand very much. What happened just now?"

Zhongli Quan shrugged: "We don't know either."

Qingfeng added another sentence: "Apart from you and Mei Yi, there is also Mr. Sui. No one in the world knows what happened in the mirror just now."

Mei Zhenyi asked in confusion: "Since you don't know, why do you say that Mei Yi will not have nightmares again? I still praise me for being able to speak up?"

Zhongli Quan laughed: "You said it yourself. You shouted in the illusion just now, and I stood here and shouted the same. We all heard it. Later, I heard what Mei Yi said thanking you, and I naturally knew it."

Qingfeng asked again: "What is the last scene you saw when you retract the spell? Was it a matter of sitting back in the courtyard here?"

Mei Zhenyi shook her head: "I returned to Wuzhou, but not here, but looked at the rebel camp from afar on the city. What I saw should be the truth is no longer illusory... Can you tell me what's going on? Why did Mei Yi have those dreams? Is it the one you did with Qingfeng Fairy Child?"

Hearing this sentence, Qingfeng and Zhongli Quan looked at each other in surprise, as if they had something to say but didn't say anything. Zhongli Quan waved his fan and scolded: "How come you, a child, why do you speak to the fairy child like this? These words are not what you should ask now. When the cultivation level reaches its level, you will naturally understand. I think you are exhausted, so go back and rest quickly."

Mei Zhenyi agreed to get up and leave, her feet were still a little floating. Before he could walk to the gate of the yard, a big black man rushed in quickly and almost knocked him down. Fortunately, the man took a quick step and supported him and said, "Young Master Mei family, why are you doing this? Judging from your situation, you need to rest and you can't use your magical powers for at least one month."

Qingfeng shouted behind her: "Brother Xiong, why did you come suddenly?"

The person who came was Mr. Xiong. He grinned and said, "I suddenly felt murderous intent. I thought something big happened. Of course I had to take a look. It turned out that my brother is here. What happened just now?"

Qingfeng pointed at Zhongli Quan: "Brother, I will recommend you. This is Zhongli Quan, the immortal Donghua, my old acquaintance in Kunlun Fairyland. He is the Master Mei Zhenyi. Just now we were helping Mei Zhenyi demonstrate magic... Mr. Zhongli, this is Xiong, a guardian of the mountain patrol in Putuo Taoist Temple, and he is also my brother who has become a soldier."

Zhongli Quan and Mr. Xiong greeted each other and admired each other for a long time. Mr. Xiong clasped his fists and said, "Since there is nothing wrong here, I will go back first and chat next time. Sorry, there are still guests in Putuo Taoist Temple. I heard something happened in the fairy world."

Qingfeng asked: "What can happen to the fairy world?"

Mr. Xiong scratched the back of his head: "Someone stole the demon-scan mirror in Lingxiao Palace. This man is so capable and brave!"
Chapter completed!