, but I knew that Gushe's real fairy was drunk and shot the person in front of me

Mei Zhenting, the Duke of Southern Lu, came to Yang's Mansion. Yang Xuanchen respectfully welcomed the Duke into the living room, and did not even dare to leave. After Mei Zhenting sat down, he chatted a few gossips of the city of Chang'an. Yang Xuanchen just agreed and did not say much. The Duke of Southern Lu took a sip of tea and finally spoke out his intention: "This visit was entrusted by the elder brother. The emperor sealed the three mountains to spread the Dharma, Zhengyi, to ask the Yang Man for a daughter. This is my brother's handwritten letter."

Yang Xuanchen was not sure about this, so he took a letter from Mei Zhenting, and saw it read: "I heard that the Yang family has a girl named Yuhuan, who is only fourteen years old, and she is very talented and talented. I hope that a thousand gold medals will come to the mountain to serve the piano and ride the crane, and make a relationship with immortals together."

When Yang Xuanchen read the letter, Mei Zhenting ordered: "Mei Sheng, carry the betrothal gift up."

Mei Sheng brought four servants to the hall and carried two red lacquered camphor wood boxes. After opening them, he looked full of brightness. There were neat gold ingots, totaling one thousand taels of gold. It was indeed a request from a thousand golds. Mei Zhenting had a slip of the tongue, saying the word "benefactor". Mei Zhenyi did not mean this, but it seemed the same to others, and she asked the Yang family for an adopted daughter named Yuhuan.

Yang Xuanchen put down the letter and looked at the thousand taels of gold in the hall. He was stunned and opened his mouth wide and settled there.

Mei Zhenting knew this reaction, and took another sip of tea before asking: "Yang Jiancheng, if you want to make this relationship, can you call Yuhuan to see you? Qibaoxiang Car is waiting outside the door."

"Of course, of course, this is a blessing for Yang!... Come on, carry these two boxes to the back hall, and then ask Yuhuan to come out to see the benefactor." Yang Xuanchen suddenly woke up from a dream, pinched his cheek, his expression was smiling, but his face turned out to be a little strange, and he repeatedly called the servant to take the box away.

Yang Xuanchen is not Yang Yuhuan's biological father. He adopted this orphan in the clan and taught singing and dancing since childhood. He simply wanted to raise a noble person and marry a noble family after he was raised. Whether it was Mei Zhenting, the Southern Lu Gong or Zhengyi Zhenren, who was conferred by the emperor, they were all people Yang Xuanchen usually could not curry favor with people who needed to look up to him. When he came to ask for a daughter, how dare he not agree?

What's more, if you want to ask for a thousand gold liang, even if you sell the entire Yang family, you can't get a small corner of this box. Yang Xuanchen was ecstatic and endured his ecstasy in front of Duke Nanlu, and almost fainted, thinking that he was dreaming! If he wanted to ask Emperor Ming of Tang to ask for Concubine Yang with a thousand gold liang, it would be the wrong medicine. However, it would be too generous to ask the Yang family for the land of the boudoir at this time, and it was a work that shocked everyone.

Time was not long. I heard footsteps and the ring of hairpins. A girl walked out of the back hall. She saw that her skin was as thick as a cream, her body was plump, her bright and beautiful bones were evenly balanced, her eyebrows were not dewed but dark, her hair was not painted but black, her cheeks were not fat but red, and her lips were not touched but red. Sure enough, the whole country was fascinating. Yuhuan walked into the hall and bowed to Mei Zhenting. Gong Nanlu couldn't help but stand up and help him with his own hands.

Yang Xuanchen called his two daughters to the front hall to see the guests, hoping to be noticed by the nobles, but unfortunately Mei Zhenting did not pay much attention.

Mei Zhenting, as the Duke of Southern Lu, has countless beauty. When she saw Yang Yuhuan, her mind was shaking. She was so beautiful, she was so handsome at such a young age! My brother has such a vision. He was far away in Wuzhou and knew that the Yang family in Chang'an had such a stunning beauty. He invited her to the mountains to share the immortal relationship. The experience of the immortal family was indeed incredible. Mei Zhenting admired her very much.

Mei Sheng brought Yang Yuhuan back to Wuzhou. Mei Zhenyi had an order to place Yuhuan in Jingwu Villa for good care. If he had a fairy fate, he would pass on the Taoist Dharma. He did not go to see Yang Yuhuan, but just told others to place him.

On the day Yang Yuhuan entered Wuzhou, Mei Zhenyi felt a little confused and couldn't settle down. She left Qingyi Sanshan alone and walked along the river. Before she knew it, she walked to the Feijin Peak. Her thoughts suddenly moved and turned around and climbed Feijin Rock, the place where she became a disciple of Sun Simiao.

Since the completion of Qingyi Sanshan Cave Heaven, Fangzheng, Chengshu, and Dharma Pillar Three Peaks have disappeared from the world. There are only six winding main peaks in Jiulian Mountain, with Feijin Peak being the highest. Here you can see the people of Wuzhou from a distance. Mei Zhenyi sat down and entered the Lingtai Dingjing. Suddenly, she saw her mentor Sun Simiao again, with her voice, smile and appearance in front of her.

"Master, I have something to do and want to ask you, interfere in history and bring Yang Yuhuan to Wuzhou. Is it right or wrong?" Mei Zhenyi asked sadly.

Sun Simiao's smile was as kind as ever, and he said warmly: "Teng'er, when you were twenty years old, you told the immortal master Zhongli on Fang Zhengfeng that he had already figured out the great dream before he woke up?" (Note: See chapter 161 of this book for details)

Mei Zhenyi: "Yes, it was very relaxed when I was rid of the shackles. Today, I was pretending to be entangled for no reason, which was hindered from the state of mind of the immortal family that I could understand. But it was very difficult for me to sit idly and ignore it, so I didn't know whether it was right or wrong."

Sun Simiao did not bother with this question and asked and answered directly: "Do you want to stop the Anshi Rebellion? Then killing Li Longji is the key, or letting people in the world get better by using their swords and weapons."

Sun Simiao in Lingtaichung spoke directly. Although Yang Guifei in history was favored by Emperor Minghuang of Tang, she did not act in chaos. When it came to the political affairs, she mentioned Wu Huifei, who was not as good as that. In his later years, Li Longji played in the harem. Even without Yang Yuhuan, she would be favored by others. He valued An Lushan to make it bigger and finally rebelled over Guanzhong. The root of the problem lies with Li Longji himself, and the trend of leisure and martial arts playing in the prosperous Tang Dynasty for many years.

It is okay to intervene and get Yang Yuhuan away, but it cannot solve the problem. From the root point of view, it is better to kill Li Longji. In that case, there may not be the Anshi Rebellion, but there will be a great chaos in the world immediately, and it will be difficult for Mei Zhenyi and the Mei clan to escape. A better way is to change the style of literary and leisurely playing in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Can he do it?

Mei Zhenyi is just an immortal who transcends the cycle of life and death. He has just proved another way of existence. He cannot let everyone in the world act according to his own wishes. It would be better to let everyone in the world become immortals. In comparison, the latter is a little easier.

Seeing Mei Zhenyi not answering, Sun Simiao smiled and said, "What you said just now is not the words of immortals, and your heart is like a mirror. If you talk about history, it doesn't matter whether you change or not. Everyone's behavior is history. You are in it at this time and do things that are in line with your own practice. This is history. It doesn't matter whether you interfere. You have already understood this principle, why do you still ask me?"

Mei Zhenyi nodded and said, "I have indeed understood the extreme of the realm of the True Immortal in recent years. I know what kind of compassion is cold-eyed, but I have some entanglements and difficulty in practicing. My cultivation has not been transcended."

Sun Simiao sighed: "When I was a teacher, I was dedicated to saving the world, but I couldn't force people to live without illness! Let go of these entanglements and experience the realm of true compassion. You are not wrong with Yang Yuhuan's affairs, but what you do is contrary to what you have realized. Otherwise, don't talk about saving people with immortal fate, and you are afraid that you will fall into the cycle of reincarnation by yourself. All sentient beings cannot escape from the cycle of reincarnation. This is the worldly appearance."

Mei Zhenyi bowed down from Lingtaizhong and said, "Disciple has realized it, thank you for your slightest tip!"

Sun Simiao sighed softly, shook his head and said, "Teng'er. You heard my words in Lingtaichung, which are actually the words that you have not finished in your heart. You just pointed them out by your teacher. If you want to hear something more, you can ask others to see you and listen to the words of the demon king in the Wanjia Hotel."

Mei Zhenyi met Sun Simiao in Lingtaichung. It was the old man himself, not himself. The heart seal of Lingtaichung and all the impressions left by Sun Simiao to him. According to popular understanding, it is equivalent to Mei Zhenyi having a conversation with Sun Simiao in his mind. The immortal family has a keen sense of spiritual consciousness. Of course, he also knew that the Demon King Xiao was drinking at the Wanjia Hotel at this time.

The colorful pheasant spirit, Xiaoming, is often hang out in the Three Mountains of Qingyi after becoming an immortal. The Xu Yaowang, Zhang Yaowang and others respect their identities and do not make a fuss as they do in Longkong Mountain. However, the Xiao Yaowang is more casual and often plays with younger disciples. They are very familiar with everyone. He likes to run around in Wuzhou, and on this day he is pulled to Wanjia Hotel to drink.

The one who invited him to drink today was a servant from the Mei family, the son of a small village in Qiyun Township. The surname was Bai. This person still has some qualifications to practice. He learned the first six caves of the thirty-six caves of the heavens of the thirty-six caves, and was barely able to get started. However, he was not officially accepted as a disciple of the Three Mountains during the inspection. He usually used daily necessities in the three mountains, and was often sent to the mountains by boat. He was familiar with the younger disciples in the mountains and had also seen the demon king.

Bai Yan didn't know the origin of the Demon King, nor did he know that this was a demon chicken who became an immortal. The monks in the mountains respected him very much. But this man had no airs to be able to get along with anyone, but he only thought that he was an approachable predecessor in cultivation. Bai Yan also had the intention to stick to the law of fate. He found an opportunity to invite the Demon King Xiao to drink, but he really invited him out, and the location was at Wanjia Hotel.

The King of Demon Xiao has no cunning and scheming. He can make friends with anyone. He is also very happy to ask others to drink. He talks all over the world at the table, and drinks more when he talks more. The King of Demon Xiao doesn't care, but Bai Yan is already seventy-sixth of drunkenness.

"Senior Xiao, do you think there are really gods in the world? I have heard of them, but I have never seen them with my own eyes." Bai Yan asked with Zui.

The Demon King Xiao asked indifferently: "So what if there is, so what if there is no?"

Bai Yanze's expression suddenly became a little excited, and he said with a glass of wine: "If there are really gods, I want to scold them!"

The Demon King Xiao smiled and said, "Since ancient times, many people scolded the ancestors, what do you want to scold? Let me listen."

Bai Yanze's words opened-

"My grandfather said to my grandfather, my grandfather told me again that my ancestors were also noble families. During the Five Barbarians' invasion of China, they fled to Jiankang and their families had already begun to decline. During the war at the end of the Sui Dynasty, their homes were destroyed. I heard that Mei Zhiyan was in Wuzhou to protect the country and safeguard the people, and fled to Wuzhou. On the way, they encountered wanderers plundering all their things and were robbed. When they arrived in Wuzhou, they were almost penniless and became tenants of the Mei family's farm.

Fortunately, my father worked hard and worked hard all his life to become a small village account, so I had a few spare money to invite my seniors to come out to drink. If there were really gods in the world, where were they when the Five Barbarians invaded China? Where were they when the world was in war and people's livelihood was tragic?" - Bai Yan asked indignantly.

The demon king Xiao was not surprised or angry, raised his glass and shook his head and said, "It's not enough to be satisfied, it's not enough to scold, continue!"

"How else can I scold you?" Bai Yan asked in confusion.

The demon king laughed: "I'll scold you for you! Why don't the Bodhisattva bless you when you want to be promoted and get rich? Why don't the gods help you when you want to call slaves and maids? Why don't the gods save you when you are beaten to death by someone? Why don't the gods catch thieves when bandits are rampant in the world? Your wife wants to give birth to a fat son, why don't the gods..."

Bai Yan couldn't help laughing, and raised his glass to interrupt, "I have several sons, so I don't need the gods to help you with this. Although my senior said something a little bit too much, it's the same. Sometimes I can't help thinking about it. The more I think about it, the more angry I get."

The Demon King Xiao looked at him and nodded repeatedly, "Bai Yanze, Bai Yanze, your name is good, so you can just call it Baiyanzi."

Bai Yan was shocked and asked, "What does senior mean?"

The Demon King Xiao patted his chest: "As you wish, I saw the gods today. I am an immortal. Can you ask you a few questions?"

Bai Yan's eyes were drunk and asked in disbelief: "Senior, are you really an immortal?"

King Xiao Demon: "I am the colorful pheasant spirit. There is a famous dish called fried wild pheasant. You have eaten it too? Where were I when you were eating pheasants here? Today I became an immortal. Should I kill all the people in this restaurant, including you?"

When he saw Bai Yan, he was shocked and could not answer. The demon king said slowly again: "Practicing through the sea of ​​suffering, seeing all kinds of reincarnation in the previous life, who can guarantee what he was? A hawk tied up a rabbit, a rabbit kicked an eagle, is it a pig or a dog? Watching all living beings as if I were born, and watching the world as if they were the same. This is a transcendent state of mind, and only in this way can one achieve the immortal path. I don't care about you, and there is no need for you."

Bai Yanze was stunned for a long time before asking: "Senior is not a joke. Even if what you said is true, why do you become a human being?"

The Demon King: "The human body furnace and cauldron are the most conducive to practice. You are born like this and it is a blessing. According to your words, should I scold the unfairness of reincarnation and let me become a chicken in this life? I can't say that, there is no resentment to fate."

Bai Yan's expression was already a little stupid: "Don't the immortals really owe others?"

King Xiao Demon: "That might be the case, I just don't owe you. Not far from here, there is a golden immortal who once owe a tree. Do you know how they pay it back? I can't even think of it if I want to break your head!"

Bai Yan still insisted on self-reliance and said, "I can't think of it. The Bodhisattva in the temple claims to save all sentient beings, but he didn't come to save me?"

King Xiao Demon: "Is the Bodhisattva raised by your family? I am not a Bodhisattva who can only talk about myself, do I owe you? The chaos of sentient beings is self-taken by sentient beings, so they cannot be liberated in the samsara. When talking about practice, talk about being a human being. When scolding ancestors for being unsuccessful, they will destroy themselves. Then they will strive for themselves and not let their descendants scold themselves again. If the world is chaotic, then they will not be confused. In this way, they will not be confused in their hearts. This is the so-called immortal fate. They are jumping out of this samsara, and the so-called great compassion. They are the method of leaving a habit to guide sentient beings to transcend this samsara."

Bai Yan frowned and said, "I knew that I was not doing well. Many people in the world were not doing well. Why can gods and immortals be free in the world?"

The demon king pointed to the diners in the restaurant and said, "At one glance, these people will die. In terms of the years of the immortal family, they are almost dead in front of you. Do you want to scold me for not saving you when you see death? The sufferings in the world may be cured, but the cycle of life and death is inevitable. Life is death, and death is life. It depends on how you survive it. When will you transcend it? ... With your nature, although you have some qualifications, if you don't wake up, let alone the gate of immortal cultivation, you can't even touch the gate of establishing a body in the world!"

Bai Yan blinked straight, then tilted his neck and took a big sip of wine. He drank too quickly and choked. He coughed a few times and said, "Senior said something just now, for example, I also want to leave a good future for my descendants."

King Xiao Demon: "Then you keep it, but you don't know what you mean by the future? You are still in the cycle of reincarnation, and you are still in the cycle of reincarnation. With the macro perspective of the immortals' Dharma, what sentient beings receive today is what sentient beings retained the day before yesterday. The immortals can only use the law of reincarnation to guide and persuade them by the law of condition outside of reincarnation. It is impossible to force it and there is no need to force it."

Bai Yanze's eyes were already a little straight after drinking too much, and he asked again drunk: "Senior Xiao, are you really a god? You can't be teasing me, right?"

The Demon King Xiao glared: "What is the gods doing? Do you need to report to you? Since you don't know, don't say anything! If you think I'm teasing you, that's teasing you..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the back of his neck was lifted up, and then he saw a flash of flowers in front of him and went to the peach woods at the foot of Jingting Mountain. He looked back and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Old Xu, what are you doing? You are talking to others well, why are you pulling me out?"

The King of Xu looked at him and said, "It's all the chickens that have become immortals, why are there so much nonsense? Others invite you to drink wine, regardless of whether you have a fairy fate or not, just tell him that you are an immortal. This is useless to you and it is useless to him. Don't call yourself a fairy's word for an immortal, and you can talk about whatever you should say. This is the right way for immortals to practice."

The Demon King Xiao said dissatisfiedly: "You have become an immortal, and I have become an immortal, why do you mean the right way of immortal cultivation? If you have the ability, you can turn into a golden immortal and show me, even if you turn into a kirin!"

At this time, someone outside the Taolin laughed and said, "What Xiao Yaowang said in the restaurant is a bit irrelevant to me, thank you here!... And what Xu Yaowang said is also the right thing. You should discuss whatever you should say, and you don't have to rely on the words of the immortals to make the world ridicule." With the witty words of the Shrine, Mei Zhenyi walked out of the shadow of the tree.

The two demon kings said to each other in unison: "Look, Mr. Mei also agrees with my statement!"

Mei Zhenyi advised: "The two demon kings do not need to quarrel here. Each person has different experiences in practicing. They have different enlightenment based on their views and knowledge. They can learn from each other. When the immortals' cultivation level improves, their mood may be different. Until the Supreme Being Forgets Love, it is not something we can understand."

"If you change the place, don't stumble in front of my door!" The three immortals suddenly heard the sound of the Qingfeng and the fairy boy coming from Jingting Mountain. The magical words of the immortals just now were not heard by the slogans and mortals, but the golden fairy Qingfeng in Jingting Mountain could hear it clearly. They thought they were lying in front of the mountain and started to drink.
Chapter completed!