Chapter 123, the crowns of all nations flowed to the sky, and they met the emperor who committed the crime.

Mei Zhenyi wanted to leave, but he couldn't leave by himself, so he had to take him to the ground. Miss Guan stepped forward and bowed: "Master Lu, I apologize to you for my love affairs, but did you leave like that?"

Mei Zhenyi replied with a bow, "Miss Guan, I apologize to you, yesterday. But I am pouring water on my face and there is no intention of teasing. If I take a kind and weak woman who has nowhere to go, it doesn't matter, then you should stay at the bridge and shouldn't fly to the sky to speak. Since I have already flown to the sky to show my supernatural powers, I shouldn't be like yesterday."

Qingfeng looked at the two of them and shook his head and said, "Miss Guan, this Taoist Master Lu has no intention of blaming you, but it does not mean that he is willing to marry you. Whatever he does depends on you, in fact, you don't need to say more, you understand."

After saying that, he took Mei Zhenyi slowly down and left Miss Guan in the clouds. From a distance, he could see the town under his feet clearly. Mei Zhenyi sighed: " Raising funds to build bridges is a meritorious act, and it is understandable to use such a martial arts method. If I had not intervened, even if I was plotted to hit Miss Guan, I might have taken her away, and it would be a good explanation to the people in the town."

Qingfeng: "I can guess what you did. First marry her and then ask her if she wants a divorce letter? Or become a Taoist partner and then let them go. It is easy for the Bodhisattva to take back the incarnation. Why didn't you do this?"

Mei Zhenyi: "Because it happened later, doing this again would go against my will, so I would not take it... I won't talk about her anymore. It was a good deed, but because of the accident later, the whole town was in a mess."

Qingfeng looked down: "Not only is the turmoil of the chickens and dogs, but today the people in this town are crawling on the road and kneeling to the sky."

Mei Zhenyi sighed again: "Yes. Later we all flew to the sky. The people in the town naturally thought that the gods came down to earth to do good deeds and merits, but they didn't know that it was a group of masters fighting. Fairy children, masters are good at deducing methods. When the two men cast their spells in secret, they should have thought of what happened later?"

Qingfeng: "You can even think of Mr. Sui and Fazhou, of course, they did it on purpose."

Mei Zhenyi frowned and said, "Why did the two of them do that?"

Qingfeng: "That Mr. Sui is probably causing trouble for you."

Mei Zhenyi asked in confusion: "Why did he cause trouble for me? What kind of trouble are he causing me? You and another master Wei Tan are present. He wouldn't think that the incarnation of the Heart Ape can really kill me, right?"

Qingfeng shook his head: "That man has great magical powers, of course he can guess that in every ten things, he will probably be able to commit crimes. As long as the man commits crimes, he will probably not be able to escape. The result should be under his calculations."

Mei Zhenyi spread her hands and said, "Then am I still me? I was injured and had this opportunity to improve my cultivation. Although the furnace and cauldron were seriously injured, the meridians in the whole body were all damaged and the magic power was exhausted for a while, as long as the injury was healed, I could break through the realm of transformation and have the real ability to fly. I had fully realized it when I was meditating and practicing meditation last night. If I had no such opportunity, I would probably not have been able to do so!"

Qingfeng smiled: "This injury is serious enough. Even if it is not dead, it will be difficult for ordinary people to heal. But you have spiritual medicine. You are also the descendant of Sun Simiao's robe and bowl. You are proficient in the most exquisite healing methods in the world. You can do your best to do it right in the clouds without damaging the foundation of your practice. Just re-built the furnace and cauldron to be reborn... But think about it again, are you really not in trouble?"

Mei Zhenyi killed the incarnation of Xinyuan Wukong in the world. Even if it has nothing to do with Xinyuan Wukong’s original Dharma body, Xinyuan Wukong cannot come to settle the score with him. But if Mei Zhenyi wants to deal with Xinyuan Wukong in the future, there will definitely be trouble. This is one of them.

Mei Zhenyi rejected Miss Guan's request. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva could not take back this human incarnation. It was just a matter between Mei Zhenyi and Miss Guan, and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva would not interfere directly. But by the same token, if Mei Zhenyi had something to do with Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva in the future, the Bodhisattva probably would not take the initiative to help him. This is the second.

Mei Zhenyi whipped the incarnation of the Heart Ape with a whip. This attack is heavy enough. If you can cultivate the immortal path in the future and finally ascend to the end, the Tianxing Thunder Tribulation will be even more violent. Although this attack alone is not a big trouble and can survive the tribulation, if you experience more such things and accumulate karma, it will be very troublesome at that time. This is the third one.

Qingfeng explained it, and after saying this, he asked Mei Zhenyi with a smile, "You know what the Heavenly Strike and Thunder Tribulation is, and that whip is not ruthless?"

Mei Zhenyi also smiled: "I happened to meet him coming to me. After committing the crime, I turned around and wanted to slip away. My whip would naturally not be ruthless. I originally wanted to stop him, but I didn't expect him to be so careless... So what about Tianxing Thunder Tribulation? Practicing like me, can you not wave the whip when you should?"

Qingfeng looked at him strangely: "After causing so many troubles, can you still laugh? It seems that Mr. Sui and I have not stumped you. I have not been in vain, but Mr. Sui may have been in vain."

Mei Zhenyi: "What does Fairy Child mean?"

Qingfeng's expression was a bit unfathomable: "Have you never used the magical artifact that Mr. Sui gave you?"

Mei Zhenyi: "It's in my arms, but I haven't used it. If the fairy boy doesn't mention it, I'll forget it."

Qingfeng: "Isn't that all. You know that this is the demon mirror in Lingxiao Palace, but you haven't even moved. This means that you have no thoughts in your mind. Mr. Sui has not stumped your practice, which is a waste of effort. In fact, when you returned the worship whip to Zhiyan, I knew that Mr. Sui's scheming was wasted. As for your whip yesterday, it means that you were not affected by my pointing out the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. I did not stump your practice, so my scheming was not squandered."

Mei Zhenyi smiled and said, "I'm also causing trouble for me, why do you say what you do better?"

Qingfeng said calmly: "Trouble and trouble are different. Some people want to block your way, while others want to make your future path better."

Mei Zhenyi: "Just just kidding. At this moment, I already know your kindness at the beginning. Thank you! But if you dare to do that, you really look down on me."

Qingfeng: "It's not that I respect you, but that you are indeed different."

Mei Zhenyi asked again: "Why does Mr. Sui cause trouble for me? Who is he?"

Qingfeng looked up at the sky: "The purpose of his doing this is to see that he doesn't want you to become an immortal. As for why, I don't understand. I don't know this person, but his cultivation is absolutely unfathomable, not under the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara."

Mei Zhenyi: "So amazing? Why do you have to trouble me with a mere human monk!...Why does that little monk, Fazhou, have to make trouble?"

Qingfeng smiled again: "The little monk probably wants to help you. If you help him so much, he will help you like this. With the worldly law, isn't it a good thing to bring such a beautiful lady home? But his main purpose is probably not to you, but to Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."

Mei Zhenyi pondered: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva used to be a human incarnation to do good deeds, but he showed off his beauty. I guess the little monk saw the details and was a little disgusted with it. He made a joke and deliberately let me spoil Miss Zhongguan. I also taught Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, this monk has a lot of supernatural powers!"

Qingfeng: "It should also be the incarnation of a Bodhisattva on earth, but I don't know him."

Mei Zhenyi: "I finally understand why the fairy boy followed me to Luoyang."

Qingfeng gave him a blank look: "I only realize now that it's not easy to go on this road, right?"

Mei Zhenyi: "I mean the fairy child should come out with me. At least you have learned to laugh. Since you met the little monk Dharma boat on the bank of the Yellow River, you often see you smiling. I heard that there are Bodhisattvas in Buddhism who always smile, and fairy child should learn from others... By the way, that boatman is not simple either. Which golden immortal or Bodhisattva is the human incarnation of the earth?"

Qingfeng shook his head: "He is not."

Mei Zhenyi: "Oh, it's not an incarnation, is it the deity?"

Qingfeng's expression was a little complicated: "He is probably a fallen body."

"What does the Falling Body mean?" Mei Zhenyi was shocked.

Qingfeng: "The true immortal is immortal and the golden immortal is immortal, but this immortal body may also fall and be reincarnated on the human world. It is not the original Dharma body, nor can it be said to be an incarnation."

Mei Zhenyi asked, "Why did he die? Who is he?"

Qingfeng said in contemplation: "Who knows what happened to him in the fairy world? No matter who he was before his death, it has nothing to do with this world. He is now himself, the boatman Wei Tan. In fact, I have only heard of this. I have never encountered such a situation in the Kunlun Fairyland for more than a thousand years, and now it is just a guess."

Mei Zhenyi wanted to ask, but when she saw Qingfeng's expression, she obviously didn't want to talk about this anymore. So she stopped talking and said nothing. They did not go back to the town, but went straight outside the town to continue moving forward.

Mei Zhenyi had injuries on her body. Although there was no abnormality on the surface, the meridians of the furnace and cauldron were damaged. The injury should be quite serious, so she did not rush to travel. After walking for more than ten days, she spent most of her time practicing meditation in a quiet place in the wild and refining the furnace and cauldron.

At night, dozens of miles away from Luoyang City, a long roar in the mountains, a ray of light flew straight into the sky, circled for a few circles and landed in the mountains.

Mei Zhenyi put away Kunwu sword and said, "The weapon flying in the sky is indeed very satisfying."

Qingfeng: "If you practice the great way, you can get freedom of your body and mind, which is a state of transcendence, but you are still very early... Since your injury is healed, let's go to the city tomorrow."

Since the Martial Arts named Luoyang the capital, it is no less prosperous than Chang'an, the world's largest city at that time. The people outside the West Gate of Luoyang were bustling with all kinds of people, and many of them were not dressed in Middle-earth. There were Kunlun slaves who were black all over, as well as charcoal-like Persian merchants wearing headscarves and long robes to hang the ground, some women were wearing veils to block their faces, but were wearing very short tops that exposed their navels, and many merchants with blond hair and blue eyes with strange accents.

As a 21st century native, it was not surprising to see these various races, but more than 1,300 years ago, this scene could only be seen in the Guanzhong area of ​​the Tang Dynasty. Mei Zhenyi dressed as a Taoist priest, and her weapon was extraordinary and floating like an immortal. She brought the fairy boy to the city gate and took the initiative to show Lu Chunyang's book of talismans to the soldiers guarding the gate.

Just as he entered the city, the young man guarding the gate quietly pulled him: "This immortal chief, I will remind you that when you enter Luoyang and see the bald party, you must walk around and be careful not to cause trouble."

Mei Zhenyi said puzzledly: "Skinhead Party?" Before traveling, I heard that Russia had such a name-name gang organization, which was used to fight for families and rob and extort. How could such things appear in Luoyang, the god capital of the Tang Dynasty more than 1,300 years ago?

The little master looked around and said, "Master Taoist, please keep your voice down! Anyway, I remind you, be careful, don't say I told you."

This god is indeed prosperous, far from comparable to Wuzhou. Walking through it is an eye-opener. Mei Zhenyi asked about the road and went to the Nanlu Gong Mansion. When he walked to the east of the city, there were many official residences nearby, and the cars and horses were not stopped in front of the door, but not as many idle people as the city gate area. They were often people with great status in the silk, silk, silk, and satin. They were graceful and talkative, showing the prosperous atmosphere.

Mei Zhenyi walked through an alley between the two mansions and saw a group of people coming from the opposite side from afar. Two guards led the way. One of them led the horse and immediately sat a middle-aged man wearing a hanging winged crown. The horse followed two servants, who should be officials from the scattered court. Mei Zhenyi consciously led the breeze and let the group stand aside, and waited for the group to pass first.

At this time, Qingfeng suddenly said, "Will there be a disaster in such a place?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mei Zhenyi also felt that there were many people ambushing behind the walls on both sides of the narrow alley. It looked like they were trying to block the road and rob. This is in Luoyang City. Who can have such courage? They wouldn't dare to touch the imperial officials, would they come to the ground?

At this moment, when he heard a whistle, all the people lying out, dressed up in short clothes, holding sticks in their hands and wrapped in a headscarf, and rushed towards the official like a wolf and a tiger. The guards in front of the horse were hard to beat the four hands, and they were beaten down in a few strokes. Someone pulled the official off his horse and beat him up.

The servant of the horse queen shouted: "Where did the madman come from? I offended my Yushi Feng!"

The group of murderers shouted: "It was him who beat him, and he dared to offend my uncle!"

The servant cried again: "You... are you skinheads?"

"No matter who we are, shut up!" Two guys came over and slapped the servant a few times and kicked him to the ground.

I just heard of the name of the bald party at the gate of the city. I immediately met the Luoyang gangsters more than 1,300 years ago in the city? A group of gangsters beat a censor, which may sound interesting when they hear the story. But they cannot ignore it even if they encounter it. Mei Zhenyi shouted, "Stop!" and walked over with big strides.

"Oh. A Taoist priest came over there, and he actually wanted to meddle in other people's business. Brothers, give him some color to see!" Before he finished speaking, he heard a series of crisp sounds of slap, slap, slap, and slap. The group of murderers didn't even scream, and they all fell to the ground and fainted. Mei Zhenyi waved his whip to deal with these people, and in a flash of fingers, he knocked them all down, and the other party didn't even see the shadow of the worship of the god whip clearly.

Mei Zhenyi walked up to help the official up, and saw that he was bleeding from his mouth and nose and bruised on his face, but he was still awake. He pointed and rubbed his whole body, and then he said, "Sir, you are not hurting the ground. Fortunately, I am a little medical skill, but I can send you home to deal with it, and I have no worries about my life. Who are these people, why are they attacking you?"

The official struggled to sit up, and did not forget his etiquette. He reluctantly raised his hand to salute Mei Zhenyi: "Thank you for your kind help. I am Feng Sixu, the censor of the Right Platform. After I handle the matter in front of me, please come to my mansion to thank me and tell you carefully... What's wrong with these people?" He found that more than 20 gangsters who had attacked him had just fallen to the ground motionlessly, as if they were dead, and the Censor Feng couldn't help but change his color.

Mei Zhenyi: "Don't worry, Lord Feng, they were all knocked out, and they would wake up in three hours."

Censor Feng praised: "The Taoist priest is really capable!" He then said to the few blue-faced men, "Why are you still standing there? Go and call people and tie these crazy gangs to the Jingzhao Yamen! Then inform my mansion of a car to pick me up with this immortal priest."

When Mei Zhenyi encountered this, she was not in a hurry to rush to the Southern Lu Duke Mansion. Besides, Censor Feng's injuries still need treatment, so she also went to the Censor's Mansion with her. It seems that Mr. Feng is relatively honest as an official, his mansion is not big, and his home is relatively simple. He is considered a well-off society, but it is much shabby than Mei Zhenyi's Jingwu Villa.

Mei Zhenyi is good at dealing with internal and external injuries. She uses internal force to massage, force out a few mouthfuls of blood stasis, and prescribes several prescriptions, telling the servants how to take internally and externally. Finally, she said to Master Feng: "Although your injuries are not serious, your muscles and bones are too weak, and you can't bear it. You need to recuperate for at least one month to recover as usual. I think those people don't want to beat you to death, they just want to teach you a lesson."

Censor Feng lay there and sighed: "Thanks to the Taoist priest today, otherwise I would have given this old bone."

At this time, the Censor's wife walked into the room, held a plate with thirty taels of silver in it, and bowed and said, "Master Taoist, this is a little bit of intention, please accept it."

Mei Zhenyi waved her hand: "I'm not hiding it from Lord Feng and his wife. I'm not short of money, so I'd better take back the money. I encountered this when I first arrived in Luoyang. It was really surprising. If you really want to thank me, please tell me the whole story. Lord Feng is the prefect of the imperial censor. Who dares to commit a murder on you?"

As soon as he said this, a servant reported through the threshold: "Sir, Master Liu from Jingzhao Yamen asked someone to ask, "Does Feng sue these people for intentional beating and hitting the life officer? If it is just a misunderstanding and conflict, they will be punished with twenty sticks. If the adults accused them of intentional beating and hitting the spine, they will be punished with eighty sticks and will be punished by the law. They will be punished by the penis and will not be allowed to return home unless they are pardoned."

Censor Feng patted the bed and said, "Of course I have to pursue it. You tell Jingzhao Yamen that when you have a stick, I will send someone to supervise it to see if those murderers are still killed!"

When Mei Zhenyi heard these, she felt very strange. The gangster beat the censor and was caught and sent to the yamen on the spot. Jingzhao Yamen also sent someone to ask if the Censor Feng would let go? Although this Censor Feng was weak and had a tough temper. Not only did he show mercy, he also had to send people to supervise the beating of the board, and he would not let the yamen runners play tricks. If the 80-spine brace was a real person, he would probably die if he was weak.

The censor sighed and said, "Master, do you have to do this? Lord Liu sent someone to ask questions with kindness, and he doesn't want you to make enemies again."

Censor Feng: "You, a woman, don't understand. I have offended the bald party. That's my duty. They can't blame me. They can only use these methods to vent their anger. I can only shock these sluts in one fell swoop and make others dare not do anything else, so that they can avoid trouble in the future... Taoist priest, my grand censor made a group of scoundrels beat me up and couldn't get up, which made you laugh!"

Mei Zhenyi quickly said, "Sir, you are not a military general who leads the army. It is not embarrassing to be inferior to a group of gangsters. I don't understand now that I hear that the skinheads are doing what the skinheads are?"

Censor Feng: "Master Taoist, you are just a passerby, and these things have nothing to do with you. I am naturally not afraid of my lesson, but the Taoist Taoist will probably be implicated when taking action today. Be careful when walking in Luoyang."

Mei Zhenyi smiled: "Since I advised me to be careful, I should know how to be careful? I travel around the world and like to hear anecdotes from all over the world. If Lord Feng wants to thank me, I will tell me the whole story of today's affairs."
Chapter completed!