From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 376 Agreement
Moonlight as water.

The waves on the Canglang River are gentle, reflecting the shimmering moonlight.

Since returning to his old home in Songhe Prefecture, Meng Yuan only saw the Third Miss once, did not investigate the changes in the city, did not discuss politics with Chen Shouzhou, and did not even take the time to give guidance to Tie Niu and Zhang Jiao.

Aside from meeting up with old friends, he spent his time in bed with Nie Qingqing.

This was not because Meng Yuan was infatuated with romantic love, but because he knew that the road ahead would be arduous and that he might face the greatest danger of his life at the next step.

Hu Qian led the way, and Xiang Ling crawled into her clothes to take a closer look, occasionally offering her comments.

Hu Qian seemed to have grown taller, and her chest was more voluptuous. She chattered on and on, saying that Miss Mingyue had disappeared, and then that the four disciples of Chongxu Temple were good-for-nothings who only knew how to eat and drink all day long.

“Little castrator, you’ve been flirting with your wife for two days now. Let’s go to my hometown and see Aunt Pig’s child!” Xiangling peeked out from Hu Qian’s clothes, her big, round eyes wide open. “Dugu is back too. He said he didn’t dare come to the city, so he went to my hometown to sleep.”

“Let’s go tomorrow.” Meng Yuan naturally agreed, and he did miss the carefree scene of the three of them composing poems at the Laobiekeng Poetry Society last year.

"I want to go too!" Hu Qian said quickly.

The three chatted idly as they entered the mountain gate. After passing through layers of guards, they arrived at Ying Rushi's residence.

It was already dark, and the person on duty had been replaced by Fu Cui instead of Tie Niu.

The mountain air was cool at night. A lantern hung on the paulownia tree in the courtyard, but it was not lit. However, the moonlight was clear, and Ying Rushi, dressed in a plain robe, exuded a faint fragrance.

There was no one else in the courtyard, no plum blossoms to be found, and the bright moon was nowhere to be seen either.

Her hair was hanging down her back, so she must have just come out of the bath. Xiangling wanted to take on some work, but Hu Qian pulled her out.

Only Meng Yuan remained in the courtyard, sitting opposite Ying Rushi.

"Why don't you let Dugu Kang see me too?" Ying Rushi asked Meng Yuan with a smile, her hands tucked into her sleeves.

“He has always been timid.” Meng Yuan was telling the truth. Dugu Kang had always been very afraid of Ying Rushi, or rather, he was very afraid of those who were more capable and had a higher vision than him.

Of course, Jie Kaiping is an exception, because Dugu Kang believes that Jie Kaiping is unpretentious and will lead people to goodness.

Ying Ru smiled and indeed stopped asking questions. Instead, she kept staring at Meng Yuan and said, "I heard from Hu Qian that you became obsessed with your bed after meeting your old friend these past two days."

She was very curious and asked, "Qingqing isn't pregnant yet?"

Meng Yuan and Nie Qingqing had already started their relationship under Nie Yannian's nose last year, and it didn't stop after they arrived in Shenjing, but Nie Qingqing still didn't make a move.

Previously at Lanruo Temple, Meng Yuan had asked Xuanjizi for advice. The old Taoist priest took Meng Yuan's pulse and said there was no need to rush, as the time was not yet right and Meng Yuan's progress was too rapid.

Later, Meng Yuan shamelessly asked the young nun Suwen to take his pulse and examine him, but she was fine and there was no need to worry.

In the Kingdom of Xiangji, Meng Yuan and Mingyue were greedy and indulged in their desires day and night, but Mingyue always forced them to ejaculate with jade liquid afterward.

"Does Miss San have any good ideas?" Meng Yuan asked curiously.

"It's just the way of Yin and Yang." Ying Rushi was a disciple of the Taoist sect and practiced Taoist arts. "I'll have Zhao Jingsheng find some of my senior brother's books for you later. Just follow the instructions in them."

"Thank you very much, Miss Meng!" Meng Yuan bowed his head sincerely.

Seeing Meng Yuan's expression, Ying Rushi nodded slightly. "The matter of offspring is of great importance, but you are young, there's no need to be in such a hurry." Meng Yuan agreed, and seeing that Ying Rushi was unwilling to discuss it further, he changed the subject, saying, "I heard that Dugu Ying is communicating with the righteous army outside. Is she one of the Third Miss's people?"

Ying shook her head slightly and said, "She and I are just like-minded and of the same mind, but she only does things for herself."

"Where is she now? When will she return?" Meng Yuan and Dugu Ying had colluded several times, and Meng Yuan was quite eager to meet this petite woman in the red cloak.

"I don't know," Ying shook her head.

"Why did the Third Miss summon you so late at night?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Wang Er has sent a letter, asking you to go to Shenjing as soon as possible." Ying Rushi took out a letter and handed it to Meng Yuan.

The night was clear. Meng Yuan took the letter and read it. It was indeed in Wang Er's handwriting. She didn't say much in the letter, only that she lacked ambition and wanted to find a martial artist to go to the capital to slay demons. If Li Weizhen could go, that would be best. If not, then Meng Yuan would go instead.

Although the letter didn't explicitly state it, it essentially instructed them to go to Shenjing to kill Qing Guangzi. If Li Weizhen were to go, it wouldn't be difficult; but if Meng Yuan were to go instead, it would be like Li Weizhen killing Wusheng Luohan—once accomplished, the world would gain another third-rank martial artist.

If it doesn't work, then there's no need to say more.

"What do you think?" Ying asked with a smile.

"Without entering a desperate situation, one cannot obtain the true scriptures." Meng Yuan's will was firm and resolute.

Since entering the world of martial arts, Meng Yuan has been dealing with Qing Guangzi, but he has yet to meet him, which is truly a pity.

Now that he has reached the fourth rank, with past grudges and old hatreds, and feeling uneasy and restricted in all aspects, he should cleave the heavens and earth with a single stroke, slay the giant rat, and attain the Dao.

"Good!" Ying Rushi clapped his hands in praise when he saw that Meng Yuan had not lost his confidence and was even more determined to fight.

"Does the Third Miss have anything to teach me?" Meng Yuan asked.

"There has been a saying since ancient times that when a third-rank martial artist appears, chaos will inevitably ensue. Where does this chaos come from? It is not that a third-rank martial artist will cause chaos, but rather that the world will be in turmoil and unrest. Martial artists have a tradition of killing enemies beyond their own level, and it is under these circumstances that the right time, place, and even people come together for a martial artist to break through to a higher realm. It is not that a time of chaos requires a third-rank martial artist, but rather that chaos itself gives rise to a third-rank martial artist." Ying Rushi spoke up at this moment, slowly saying, "Those third-rank martial artists will either create a new world for a time, or they will cause the chaos to worsen, even leading to widespread suffering."

"Does the Third Miss mean that Li Weizhen was born in accordance with the will of Heaven and is destined to slay demons and monsters?" Meng Yuan asked.

“Li Weizhen is a martial arts genius, unlike ordinary martial artists.” Ying Rushi shook his head slightly. “Li Weizhen has the spirit of a Daoist. He can slay demons and monsters, but he has no desire to do anything more.”

At this point, Ying looked at Meng Yuan with burning eyes, her endless anticipation visible even in the night. "Miss Ying and I, along with many others, and even the entire world, are waiting for a new third-rank martial artist, someone like the founding emperor of this dynasty, who can uphold justice, eliminate evil, and restore peace."

"Does Miss Third think this person is me?" Meng Yuan asked.

"I don't know, but you are the most suitable person I can find." Ying Rushi smiled slightly. "You are resolute and extraordinary, you traveled thousands of miles to foreign lands to kill your enemies. In addition, you have made rapid progress and have a compassionate heart. I think you can do it."

Yingru pointed to the bright moon in the sky and said, "Li Weizhen became famous in one battle, and everyone in the world praises his name. If you can be like him and kill the Holy King of Light in the capital, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism will surely bow their heads, and even the Free Buddha will not dare to make a move. At that time, when you raise your arm and call, the whole world will follow you."

"Is what the Third Miss is doing in Songhe Prefecture now in preparation for this matter?" Meng Yuan asked with a smile.

"Exactly." Ying Rushi nodded slightly. "Now that the situation inside and outside Songhe Prefecture has been established, if you fail, then there's no point in mentioning it. If you succeed, then this whole place will be your territory."

Ying Rushi gently flicked his sleeve and said, “Lin Yan is right. I can gather so many people, but it will be difficult for this to last. There will be trouble in the future. We need a pillar of strength, someone who is worth serving for a long time.”

She stood up gently and walked into the house, saying, "Hasn't Nie Qingqing's belly remained flat? I've come to put your mind at ease."

(End of this chapter)