From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 121 Loyalty
The rain has stopped, but the sky is still gloomy.

The forest is lush and dense, and the wind blows the leaves, followed by the sound of heavy rain falling.

The cuckoo's clear voice makes the mountains even more ethereal.

Meng Yuan was soaked, his clothes were stained with blood, and his hat and raincoat were torn.

Sitting up and swallowing two more Hundred Herb Pills, Meng Yuan carefully observed the changes in himself.

His whole body seemed to be crushed once, but under the nourishment of the essence and fire, Meng Yuan felt as if he was broken and then rebuilt.

The Dantian seemed to be more condensed, and the muscles, bones and internal organs all over the body felt more vigorous.

The jade liquid is produced, the strength is long-lasting, and it is clearly restored to its original state.

But the price was not small. After killing Yao Jiamu, his spirit and fire were already perfect, but after he died, his body and mind were damaged, his blood and energy were greatly reduced, and his spirit and fire quickly fed back to himself, even to the point of being as thin as a candle.

Only after taking the life of the slender-waisted slave did his essence and fire grow again.

His own injuries were too severe, and his essence and fire seemed to be drawing water while adding water at the same time. But even so, the thin-waisted slave of the sixth level of Buddhism and Taoism was of great help to his essence and fire. In the end, his essence and fire was only half way to perfection.

The powerful enemy was dead, his body was intact, and he had gained more experience in fighting enemies, so Meng Yuan did not feel at a disadvantage.

The jade liquid circulated, and hot steam came out of his body, and his clothes dried immediately.

Meng Yuan stood up and looked for the bamboo umbrella.

When I crushed the umbrella handle, I saw a thin cicada wing tied with a hemp rope, with four words on it: Nirvana and return to heaven.

Meng Yuan looked at the Tianji map carefully. This Tianji magical power only requires six openings in the thirty-three heavens to achieve nirvana and return to heaven.

This magical power of heaven is just as its name suggests, with the miracles of "Nirvana" and "Return to Heaven".

No matter how badly injured one is, even if one's bones, blood and flesh are severely damaged and one's jade fluid is dried up, one can still squeeze out one's own potential.

As long as one can induce Nirvana and return to heaven, all the Dharmas that one has experienced will be dissolved, and the person will return to his full prime, or even surpass it, or even double it.

After this divine power is activated, it can be controlled in the heart, but one will suffer the backlash afterwards.

As for how much backlash force one will endure, it depends on how much potential one has squeezed out after unlocking this secret. It may not be a big deal and just need a few days of rest. Or one may die directly, or even have black hair turn white in the blink of an eye.

Meng Yuan thought about it carefully. This method seemed to be the same as Floating Light Cave Heaven. Both were methods of squeezing oneself, but their essences were different.

The Floating Light Cave Heaven draws out all the jade liquid in an instant, so there is a feeling of being burdened and the whole body is weak.

But it does not cause any harm to the body. It is like a person in a brothel who does ten days' work in one day. Although he is tired and exhausted, he is a warrior, so he can just rest more.

But Nirvana is different. It's like a man in a brothel, after playing until he is exhausted and exhausted and can no longer fight, he swallows a strong medicine to make the girl happy.

As for the backlash, it depends on how much Tiger and Wolf Medicine you swallow. Swallowing one pill won't cause much backlash, but it may not make you happy for long; if you swallow ten pills, the backlash will be severe, but it will definitely make you happy and satisfied.

"If I learn this method, after using Floating Light Cave Heaven, I can trigger Nirvana and return to heaven, then I can use Floating Light Cave Heaven again, and the backlash will not be too severe..."

"This method is a bit violent, but it does have the power to 'turn the tide'. However, whether it can lead to 'nirvana' afterwards is unknown."

"Master Nie once said that some methods of heavenly secrets require one to withstand ten times or even greater backlash. It sounds easy to kill a warrior of a higher level, but it is actually very difficult."

Meng Yuan put away the Tianjitu and walked down the mountain.

The sword had long been destroyed in the battle. Meng Yuan picked up a bamboo stick and walked down the mountain while summarizing and reviewing the situation.

This time, from the killing of Yao Ziqing to the ambush of Yao Jiamu, nothing went wrong.

Even if he was controlled by the thin-waisted slave and had to fight to the death in the end, it wouldn't be a big deal.

However, considering his strong physique and vigorous blood, he shouldn't have suffered such serious injuries in exchange for a big victory. It was actually the first time he did such a thing, and he just rushed forward with all his strength without holding back.

I gained a map of the secrets of heaven, and my whole body was broken and then stood up again, becoming more resilient and vigorous.

Although a lot of energy was wasted, it was not a big deal. As long as life was still there, the energy could be replenished.

Talent is capital.

There is also the Rat Society mentioned by the thin-waisted slave.

The Taoist meeting was held by Qing Guangzi's secular brother. It was held in the mountains behind Wangjiang Cliff and was scheduled for July 7, which was still a month away.

Wangjiang Cliff is on the south bank of Canglang River. From the high point, you can see the river.

Meng Yuan didn't have time to ask in detail at that time. In fact, the injury was too severe, and the essence and fire had become as small as a bean. Meng Yuan was anxious to be happy.

"Alas, the thin-waisted slave deceived Mr. Yue and ambushed and killed Captain Yao. The two commanders had their minds on a major Buddhist demon case, but ended up dying. Although I witnessed it with my own eyes, my superiors didn't know, and Captain Li was nepotism. Even if I told the truth about the Mouse Dao Society and Jie Kaiping, I'm afraid my superiors would still suspect me!"

"The world is tough. It's already extremely difficult to stand firm. It's even harder to do something!"

"During the question-and-answer session on the fishing boat, Brother Jie sighed that the aspirations of life are like a long river. I didn't understand it at the time, but now I feel it deeply."

Meng Yuan held the bamboo stick in his hand, sighed, and went down the mountain.

It was already noon. Meng Yuan avoided the crowd and did not go looking for Xiangling, but went straight to Mu Zhuang.

He sneaked in quietly, changed his clothes, burned the bloody clothes, washed himself, and when he saw that there was no more smell of blood on his body, he went to lead the little red horse.

"You really won't castrate me today?" Sun Zhuangtou was very enthusiastic. "How about drinking two bowls of deer blood?"

"I won't drink it anymore." Meng Yuan refused with a smile.

After leaving the farm and arriving at the agreed place, Xiangling was already waiting there.

She was carrying a small bag on her back and holding flowers in her arms, "Little gelder!"

Xiangling happily jumped onto Meng Yuan, climbed onto his shoulders, and put the flower on Meng Yuan's head, "You are so beautiful!"

She stood on Meng Yuan's shoulder, holding Meng Yuan's head with her two little paws, tilting her head, staring at Meng Yuan's face, and asked, "What did you do?"

"I'm busy at Muzhuang." Meng Yuan said with a smile. "I went to Muzhuang to look for you, but you weren't there!" Xiangling stared with big eyes and said seriously: "When I was in class, I remembered the way you looked when you left, and you looked exactly like my godmother did when she left!"

"Is your godmother really dead?" Meng Yuan laughed.

"Really." Xiangling snuggled into Meng Yuan's arms, "I thought you were like my godmother and would never come to see me again!"

"Don't worry, I won't leave." Meng Yuan shook the reins.

The two chatted all the way back to the city.

When we arrived at the west gate, we saw a large group of people coming out.

The first one was riding a tall horse with a sword on his waist.

This person was brought by Captain Li, and he was a captain named Huang Yousheng.

Huang Yousheng was followed by a group of people, including Nie Yannian and Zhang Guinian.

A small flag officer was sharp-eyed and saw Meng Yuan stationed on his side, so he immediately urged his horse forward.

"Why are you here? Where have you been? What do you have on you?" The small flag officer also came with Captain Li, and his name was unknown.

Meng Yuan had been hiding on the side of the road. After hearing this, he did not reply but whipped out his horsewhip.

The little flag tilted his head to avoid it, but the whip immediately turned and left a whip mark on his face.

"Who are you to ask me this?" Meng Yuan retracted the whip with a gloomy look on his face.

The man covered his face and said angrily: "You and I are both minor flag officers, how dare you do this?"

He put his hand on the knife, pulled it out halfway, and exposed the blade. The captains behind him also grasped the handles of their knives, waiting for the order.

Zhang Guinian and Nie Yannian talked in low voices, pretending not to see anything. But Gong Zihua and Zhang Lingfeng urged their horses forward.

Meng Yuan had no sword in his hand. He placed one hand on his chest to comfort Xiang Ling, saying, "Draw your sword and move forward."

The small flag was stunned for a moment, and did not dare to draw his sword. He just looked back at Captain Huang.

"Back off." Captain Huang urged his horse forward and said, "You are only at the eighth rank in martial arts, and you are not yet perfect. How dare you speak to a seventh rank warrior like this? Even if we are both small flag officers, you are still disrespectful!"

Captain Huang bowed to Meng Yuan on his horse and asked, "Where did you go, Brother Meng?"

"I have nothing to do, so I just walked around to relax." Meng Yuan bowed in return.

Captain Huang asked no more questions and urged his horse forward, and the rest of the people followed.

Meng Yuan looked and thought they were probably heading towards Qingshui Town.

"Where are you going?" Meng Yuan asked in a low voice when he saw Zhang Guinian coming up.

"Qingshui Town." Zhang Guinian smiled and said, "The man surnamed Yao has disappeared, and Yue Qingtian is also missing. It seems that there is something wrong with the Yan family! Do you want to go?"

"They didn't ask me to go, why should I join in the fun?" Meng Yuan refused immediately, looked at Nie Yannian, and asked: "Master Nie, are you going too?"

"Old Zhang is worried, so I'll go and take a look too." Nie Yannian yawned and waved to Zhang Guinian and the others, "You go ahead, I'll talk to Scholar Meng."

He grabbed Meng Yuan's reins, pulled him aside, and flicked his finger on Meng Yuan's chest.

Xiangling immediately stuck her head out and pressed her forehead with her two little paws, "You are bad!"

Nie Yannian smiled complacently and said, "Isn't my daughter ten thousand times better than this little fellow?"

Speaking of this, Meng Yuan immediately asked: "Will Master Nie be back late tonight?"

After experiencing life and death this time, Meng Yuan's determination to pursue the truth has certainly become stronger, but he also needs some inner comfort.

Sister Qingqing is broad-minded and kind-hearted, and Meng Yuan truly admires her.

"Are you tired of being idle at home for too long?"

Nie Yannian didn't see Meng Yuan's evil intentions. He whispered, "This is only temporary. You have the skills and abilities, so why are you afraid of this?"

He pointed ahead and said, "Even if the head of the Songhe Prefecture Hundred Households Office is really changed in the end, it's okay. Remember, you are the Third Miss's person, and she will not watch you being made difficult. You are both a great poet and swordsman, you have a good temperament, and you are talented. It was an old man like me who recommended you. You are still hers even if you are burned to ashes. How can she not help you? Since Captain Li doesn't let you do anything, then you should rest at home and spend more time with Qingqing."

Nie Yannian tapped Xiangling on the forehead again and urged his horse to leave.

Meng Yuan suddenly understood.

There were two gains from this battle, they were the whereabouts of Ping and the Rat Taoist Society.

Neither of them is something I can get involved in casually. But both involve Qing Guangzi, and are related to the safety of the city, so the news needs to be passed on to capable people.

Meng Yuan had been wondering whether he could talk to Miss Mingyue, but now he figured it out!
"Yes! I have the seal of the Third Miss on my butt. If she doesn't wipe my butt, who will wipe my butt?"

"Besides, is this just to wipe your ass? I killed the thin-waisted slave and gave Third Miss face!"

"Last time, when Jie Kaiping's identity was exposed, Dugu Kang was so scared that he couldn't sleep. I reported it to him, and Miss San invited Taoist Ke to come without saying a word!"

"Even if Third Miss doesn't let me be on top, I can still serve her from below! Because I am Third Miss's person in life and her ghost in death! Loyalty!"

"Sister Qingqing can soothe my heart, but Miss San can give me confidence!"

Thinking of this, Meng Yuan held Xiangling's head and asked, "What do you think of your Third Grandma?"

"Third Madam is very bad!" Xiangling said immediately.

"Don't say that in front of her." Meng Yuan warned.

"Don't underestimate me! I'm the most discerning person!" Xiangling said seriously.

(End of this chapter)