From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 239 Arrangement
Five days passed in a blink of an eye and it was already late November.

The weather was getting colder, and the water tanks in the training ground were covered with ice.

The place where Meng Yuan lived was simple and shabby. Although it was not drafty, it was just that.

Hu Qian also brought a quilt, but Meng Yuan was not afraid of the cold, so Hu Qian returned empty-handed.

After more than a month of quiet cultivation and not getting close to women, Meng Yuan felt that women were meaningless and practicing martial arts was the most enjoyable thing.

Now the three heavens of upper, middle and lower are all opened, but if you want to enter the sixth level, you must connect the three heavens of upper, middle and lower, and then you can be promoted to the middle level.

Meng Yuan first spent two days testing all the divine powers he had learned, exhausting the jade liquid in his dantian. Then he calmed down his mind, but after three days, he felt that he had not yet mastered the three major powers smoothly.

He didn't know why, but Meng Yuan just felt vaguely that the ninety-nine acupoints were like stars in the sky, and he needed to embrace this endless starry sky in his palm.

Meng Yuan had previously discussed the matter of the sixth rank with Lin Yan, and had also heard Master Jueming talk about the change of heaven's secrets, so he knew that it was not difficult to enter the sixth rank from the seventh rank.

But even if it is not difficult, it will take some time to break through. Lin Yan took half a year, Ming Yue took it easier, and it was normal for Meng Yuan to fail in three days.

The sky was overcast and grey that day, as if the first snow was about to fall.

Hu Qian came as soon as daybreak.

"The princess is looking for you." Hu Qian hugged Xiangling, holding Xiangling's left front paw in one hand, and waved to Meng Yuan.

"Third grandma's bath smells so good!" Xiangling moved in Hu Qian's arms and leaned forward, "I'm washing too, you can smell it!"

As she spoke, Xiangling broke free from Hu Qian's arms, jumped into Meng Yuan's arms, and rubbed her body against Meng Yuan's nose.

Meng Yuan stroked Xiangling's head and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Meng Yuan hasn't seen the Third Miss since he went into seclusion, and he misses her a lot.

"I don't know either." Hu Qian replied honestly.

There is no need to say more. Meng Yuan has vowed not to come out until he reaches the sixth level, so there is no need to say more at this moment.

After leaving the parade ground, we arrived at Jingyuan.

It was that small pavilion again. There were still some lotus leaves standing on the small lake next to the pavilion, and ice had formed on the shore.

Yingru was wearing a loose Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged. Next to the low table was a red clay stove on which tea was boiling.

"Miss Third." Meng Yuan stepped forward, bowed, and sat down cross-legged.

Xiangling was very sensible. She immediately jumped onto Hu Qian and they both retreated together.

"Have you achieved anything after such a long period of seclusion?" you should ask.

"The upper, middle and lower three heavens are fully open." Meng Yuan replied.

Ying Rushi was not surprised, but nodded slightly and said, "Good aptitude."

Her tone was very lazy and she looked a little tired. Her eyes lacked the usual calmness and the cunning hidden in them was no longer there.

"The snow is coming. The flowers are the same every year, but I wonder what the difference is between this year's snow and last year's." Ying Ru sighed for no reason and said, "Entering the sixth level is not difficult, and it can't be compared with ascending to the third level. But after all, it is a lower level entering the middle level, so there are naturally obstacles."

Ying Rushi smiled slightly, "It will come naturally, don't force it. You have just entered the early stage of the rank, and it has been less than a year, and you have opened two Dantians. With such talent, it will not take too long. In my opinion, it will take at most another three to five days."

Meng Yuan nodded, agreeing with the Third Miss' words.

Ying Ru took out a letter from the low table and handed it over.

Meng Yuan reached out and took the letter, but Ying Rushi did not let go.

For a moment, Meng Yuan remembered what the third young lady had asked him before he went into seclusion, saying that she wanted him to work for her.

At this moment, looking at this letter, Meng Yuan knew that the Third Miss wanted him to do something.

"I feel uneasy, but I don't know where it comes from." Ying Rushi let go of the hand holding the letter and said, "Although I entered the Taoist sect, I did not seek the way of freedom, so my progress is very slow." She looked up at the sky, but saw low clouds and no red sun. She continued, "I have never fought with anyone, and I have not practiced the many miscellaneous studies of the Taoist sect. I am afraid that the only thing I am good at is chanting scriptures."

"Since Miss Third is feeling uneasy, why don't you find some experts to take a look?" Meng Yuan knew that Miss Third had inherited her father and brother's name, and her network of contacts was even wider than Xiangling's.

Ying Rushi smiled slightly and said, "I have made arrangements."

She took down the teapot, poured tea for Meng Yuan, and said, "Besides, Brother had divined before going to the Wuzhe Conference, and it said there would be no danger."

In that case, Meng Yuan has nothing more to say.

"Please keep the letter." Ying Rushi put her hands in her sleeves and said softly, "When you reach the sixth rank, open the letter and read it."

"Yes." Meng Yuan put the letter away, looked at Ying Rushi and said, "Then why give it to me now? Miss San wants to go into seclusion?"

"I'm afraid of changes." Ying Rushi turned her head slightly, smiled at Meng Yuan, and said, "I remember you promised Dugu Ying that you would do something for her after you reached the sixth rank?"

That shorty girl? When Meng Yuan thought of the red cloak, he felt that this girl was definitely not a good person!
Ying Ru finished talking about the serious matters, and her face became much more relaxed. She said, "She has a lot on her mind, not as straightforward as Mingyue. It would be better if you get closer to her."

"Yes." Meng Yuan also had this idea, and at the same time thought to himself that the Third Miss's task might not be that difficult.

"Go ahead." Ying Rushi smiled. "It's snowing these days. Watching the snow by the Canglang River might be a beautiful sight."

Meng Yuan drank the tea fiercely before leaving.

After leaving Jingyuan and coming to Xunmei's place, I saw Xiangling helping Xunmei settle the accounts.

Xiangling's eyes were bright and she was very serious. She was typing on the abacus and occasionally turning her head to look at the small account book beside her.

"Little gelder!" Xiangling glanced at Meng Yuan, then continued to calculate, and said happily, "I didn't expect that I would make so much money this year!"

So you are calculating your wages!
Meng Yuan stepped forward, pinched the back of Xiangling's neck, and said, "Xiangling has made great progress."

"That's right!" Xiangling's tone was unable to conceal her joy, "Godmother said that money is not saved, but earned!"

She muttered to herself and calculated on the abacus.

Meng Yuan sat down and waited, chatting with Xunmei.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiangling finally finished checking the accounts.

"Where are we going?" Xiangling looked at Meng Yuan expectantly.

"Let's go to your house and take a look." Meng Yuan said.

"Okay!" Xiangling widened her eyes and said seriously, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten to burn paper for my godmother!"

She was very happy and talked to Xunmei about the techniques of burning paper for a while before jumping into Meng Yuan's clothes.

The two of them went to find Dugu Kang together, and the three of them went out immediately.

He rode his horse to the pasture and left his horse there. Meng Yuan had nothing else to do, so he castrated the pigs and sheep on the pasture.

"Circumcision is also a form of castration." Dugu Kang was filled with emotion and recited scriptures in a low voice.

Xiangling, however, watched with great interest and kept praising Meng Yuan for his good cooking skills.

They worked until after noon, and then the three of them went into the mountain together.

It was a cold winter day and the mountains were quiet with only a few birds singing.

Xiangling never gets sad about the passing of time. She is always in high spirits and talks nonsense with great interest.

When they arrived at the Lao Bie Pit, the three of them held a poetry reading as usual.

"Wait for me, both of you!" Xiangling's bag was bulging. "I'm going to ask Sister Zhu about the market!"

(End of this chapter)