From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 265 Anonymous

It was noon, the wind and snow had not stopped, and the sky was gray.

The room was dim. Xiong Wuwei held the woman's neck with one hand and looked at the person at the door.

I saw the visitor standing in front of the door, with his tattered clothes and messy hair blown by the strong wind. He seemed to be young, more like a beggar.

Xiong Wuwei didn't recognize it at first, but as the strong wind blew it around, a greasy face was finally revealed.

After seeing the true face, Xiong Wuwei was very calm. He was about to lift the woman in his hand to block, but suddenly he felt that his energy was fixed by the person who came, and he felt a great chill in his heart. His flesh and blood seemed to be restrained, and the jade liquid could not circulate smoothly.

This is the Divine Might as Prison! Xiong Wuwei understood it immediately, and he found that the aura drawn by the person in front of him was much stronger, so that the power of the Divine Might as Prison was even stronger.

Xiong Wuwei only felt that Meng Yuan was full of murderous intent. He did not dare to be arrogant. Just as he was about to struggle to break free from the restraints, he saw a flying rainbow coming towards him.

The woman lying on the table heard a tearing sound, and felt the hand at the back of her neck disappear, and then a large area of ​​warmth was spread on her back and neck.

The woman knew it was blood, but she didn't know whose it was. Then she felt a burning sensation and a bloody smell immediately rose. It was the blood that was burned into blood mist by the raging fire.

Before she could shout out, the woman heard another loud noise, and the floor broke, and a rainbow light came from downstairs.

Then golden light surged in the room, making the dark room even brighter, as if a meteor was flashing by.

Finally, with a loud bang, a big hole appeared in the roof of the second floor, and the wind and snow immediately fell in.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..." The woman got up in panic and saw the strong man who held her hostage lying on the ground, his body covered in blood. There was a big hole in his abdomen, revealing his internal organs and intestines. He was twisting his body weakly, but he was not dead yet.

The woman hurried out the door, and her husband also came to his senses. He carried her on his back, crying, and hurried downstairs.

At this time, on the roof of the second floor, Meng Yuan and Xie Yishen stood opposite each other, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife.

As soon as Meng Yuan made his move, Xie Yishen noticed it and came to help immediately. Therefore, Meng Yuan did not have time to kill Xiong Wuwei, but only seriously injured him.

But it was still much slower. Xie Yisheng broke through the building and climbed up. Meng Yuan could only forcefully open his Indestructible Golden Body to block a Flying Sky Star.

Meng Yuan stared at Xie Yishen, thinking carefully about how to deal with the enemy.

After many fights, Meng Yuan has figured out the tactics of these three men. Among them, Xiong Wuwei is responsible for testing and has the least ability; Xie Yisheng is the strongest, and he is the only one who can be relied upon to overcome difficulties and defeat the enemy; and He Jiulang has a gloomy temperament and usually hides in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Sure enough, after Meng Yuan attacked this time, Xie Yishen took action first, but He Jiulang held back and did not even care about Xiong Wuwei's injuries, because he was worried that Meng Yuan might have reinforcements.

"He is the only one left, so save Xiong Wuwei first." Xie Yishen spoke calmly, his aura firmly fixed on Meng Yuan.

After these words were spoken, He Jiulang appeared, fed Xiong Wuwei a pill, then flew downstairs with Xiong Wuwei in his arms and put him on the ground outside.

"You won't die!" He Jiulang took out the medicine powder and was about to sprinkle it on Xiong Wuwei's abdomen, but suddenly he felt a chill in his heart and immediately stood up to block it.

Sure enough, He Jiulang saw Meng Yuan coming on the flying rainbow with a surging momentum, but there was a rainbow light behind Meng Yuan.

The rainbow light seemed to be real, and then it converged, and a cold sword came with endless autumn water.

It was noon, the cold wind was blowing and the snow was flying, and the autumn water suddenly broke through the thousands of snow rays.

Meng Yuan didn't dare to attack He Jiulang anymore. A stream of light appeared around him. He activated his immortal golden body and was about to run away.

But Qiu Shui was following him like a shadow, chasing him relentlessly, and he arrived first after starting later.

With a loud bang, Meng Yuan's Immortal Golden Body Technique instantly burned most of the jade liquid in his dantian. It felt like thousands of autumn waters were pressing down on his back, and he was immediately knocked away.

It was not until then that Meng Yuan finally recalled the night when Xie Yisheng defeated the masters of Buddhism and Taoism in Qingtian County.

Meng Yuan broke through the courtyard wall, but his momentum did not stop. He rolled on the ground for another seven or eight feet before he stopped.

At this time, we were already outside the inn's courtyard wall. There was no grass or trees around, and no one was cleaning the snow on the ground.

The sky and earth were all white, and Meng Yuan struggled to stand up. His injuries were not serious, after all, he had the Immortal Golden Body to protect him, but resisting this blow head-on, the jade liquid was too much.

Moreover, this sword brought with it the autumn water, as if the autumn water penetrated into the body, and it actually gave rise to a feeling of loneliness, as if it was unwilling to resist any more.

Xie Yishen strolled out of the inn yard, the sword still shining in his hand.

He Jiulang then stuffed the pill into Xiong Wuwei's mouth again, and then shouted: "Boss Xie, you must not let him go this time, let me finish him off!"

As he spoke, He Jiulang drew his sword, walked to Xie Yishen's side, and a faint gray mist appeared around him.

"You are no match for him! He is not an ordinary seventh-rank warrior. He is a seventh-rank warrior who has killed enemies of higher ranks. He is a seventh-rank warrior that the Ying family values." Xie Yisheng looked calm, looking at Meng Yuan, and said, "Here, only I can defeat him."

Xie Yisheng spoke highly of Meng Yuan, but he also said, "He showed up to save the pregnant woman."

He Jiulang understood immediately and looked back at the inn, "The people taught by the Ying family are all hypocrites!"

The drug dealers in the courtyard wanted to escape but didn't dare to, nor did they dare to watch the excitement, so they all hid in the stable behind the building.

He Jiulang immediately walked back to the inn, went around to the second floor, and came to the stable, where he saw the woman and her husband trembling and not daring to say a word.

"Come on!" He Jiulang stretched out his hand and picked up the woman, and came to the door of the inn again.

The woman had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, but was captured again. She was so scared that her soul was out of her body.

The woman's husband followed behind her, crying and shouting, holding He Jiulang's legs and crying non-stop. When he saw that He Jiulang did not respond, the man became mad and went back to the room to find a kitchen knife, intending to fight to the death.

He Jiulang was a sixth-rank warrior. He sneered and stretched out his leg to knock the man over.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" He Jiulang chuckled, stepped on the man's back, put his left hand around the woman's neck, and put his right hand on her abdomen. Then he looked at Meng Yuan not far away and laughed wildly, "You want to save people, but I want to hurt people! I want to enjoy her well, for you and her husband to see!"

As He Jiulang spoke, he tore off the woman's clothes with one hand.

The woman and her husband cried and screamed, but it was of no use, and the drug dealers did not dare to show their faces.

"Second brother!" Xiong Wuwei's abdomen was injured. After taking the elixir, although he had not recovered yet, he had some strength. He said in a hoarse voice: "After that, tear open the woman's belly and take out the baby!"

"Hahaha! Okay!" He Jiulang readily agreed.

Meng Yuan stood up, holding the knife in his hand, and just looked at Xie Yisheng and asked, "Mr. Xie, is this the way of a warrior?"

"When warriors fight, they also have to consider the right time, right place, and right people. You have an obsession in your heart, which is why you attacked Xiong Wuwei. It is precisely because of your obsession that you are restrained."

Xie Yisheng said calmly, "Meng Feiyuan, after entering the seventh rank, to you and me, everyone here is just an ant. You have talent, but you are too soft-hearted."

Meng Yuan remained silent, thinking carefully about how to respond to the challenge.

Among these three, Xie Yishen is the leader. He has displayed many unique skills, including Flying Stars, Ten Thousand Miles of Sky, Misty Rainbow, Autumn Water and White Dew, and Thunder in the Nine Heavens.

Among them, the vast sky, misty rain, flying rainbows and autumn water and white dew destroyed the Lanruo Temple's Jue Ming, and the thunder that shook the nine heavens destroyed the Qingyang Palace's Li Wu Jiu.

This was also the strongest person Meng Yuan had ever fought. He was much stronger than Yang Yuping and Master Ku Rong, and was only slightly inferior to the man in black he met outside Songhe Prefecture.

Now this person has shown his unique skill Autumn Water and White Dew, but has not yet shown the skills Ten Thousand Miles of Sky and Nine Heavens of Thunder.

Meng Yuan took a deep breath and said, "That day in Qingtian County, I saw Mr. Xie use the Changkong Wanli to fight against Master Jueming's Bodhi Extinction Dao. Today, I would like to learn from Mr. Xie's unique skills with the Bodhi Extinction Dao!"

Xie Yisheng smiled and said, "How much compassion do you have? How much perseverance do you have? How much dust do you have in your heart?"

"Since you dare to come out to save people, sir, you should know that I have the intention to destroy Taoism." Meng Yuan said.

Hearing this, Xie Yisheng nodded slightly and said, "You do have the state of mind to activate the Bodhi Extinction Path. I'm afraid you have made some progress compared to the previous night. Come on."

As he was talking, the wind and snow seemed to stop suddenly, and there was a feeling of clarity and emptiness inside and outside the inn.

For a moment, He Jiulang stopped his actions, and Xiong Wuwei stopped crying out in pain.

Everyone felt a sense of clarity, without sadness or pain, without thoughts or ideas.

Xie Yisheng disappeared, hiding in the vast sky. Meng Yuan activated his immortal golden body, holding a knife in one hand and pointing with the other.

A faint Buddha light surrounded his body, and then slowly condensed towards his fingertips, which seemed to contain endless sorrow and suffering. All kinds of thoughts were aimed at eliminating the injustice in the world.

At this moment, Xie Yisheng had finished accumulating strength and appeared. Man and sword merged, as if they had come from thousands of miles of mountains.

Sword light gushed out, Meng Yuan took a step forward, gritted his teeth and pointed.

For a moment, two extremely domineering divine powers came into contact with each other. One had the intention of destroying the world out of pity for the suffering of all living beings, and the other had the intention of cleansing the world.

Suddenly, a huge light flashed, and the wind and snow stopped. He Jiulang couldn't see what was going on.

But before the dazzling light faded away, thousands of floating lights were seen flashing again, and then there was another Bodhi Extinction.

"Activate Bodhi's Way of Extinction twice in a row? And release the Floating Light Cave Heaven at the same time?" He Jiulang was stunned. He knew that even if Monk Jueming came, it would be difficult for him to activate Bodhi's Way of Extinction again in the short time it took to catch his breath.

It is because Bodhi's method of destroying the Tao is too overbearing. Not only is the burden on the person extremely heavy, but it will also cloud the heart, making the person who initiates it confused and at a loss, with a scattered mind.

He Jiulang even forgot to tear the woman's clothes again, and he didn't know whether Boss Qie could withstand another attack from Bodhi Miedao.

At this moment, countless thunders rumbled in the sky.

"It's Thunder in the Nine Heavens!" He Jiulang said tremblingly and quickly stepped back.

The rumbling sound continued, and the wind and snow obscured the area, making it impossible to see the details.

After a cup of tea, the wind, snow and fog dissipated, and He Jiulang could see the two people clearly.

I saw Boss Xie kneeling on one knee on the ground, his clothes disheveled, his body covered with wounds, especially his face, which was showing all kinds of colors, as if the Buddhist Dharma seal had entered his body.

Meng Yuan was even more anxious. He was just over ten steps away from Xie Yisheng. His body was covered in blood, one arm was broken, and his internal organs and bones were exposed in his chest and abdomen.

There is a little gray in his hair, which shows that he is fighting for his life.

"Three times, three times in a row, you are better than those ahem..." Xie Yisheng propped himself up on the ground with his sword, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, "and more like a real monk than the monks in Lanruo Temple."

There was no snow left around Meng Yuan, revealing the dark earth. He raised his head with great effort, stared at Xie Yisheng, and panted, "Even if I die, I will take you with me."

"I'm going to kill him!" Seeing that Meng Yuan no longer had the strength to fight, He Jiulang was about to step forward.

"Wait." Xie Yisheng stopped, "I'm the only one who can kill him. Come and help me, and feed me the pills."

He Jiulang was very obedient. He quickly flew forward, knelt in front of Xie Yishen, took out the pill and fed it to Xie Yishen.

"Second brother..." Xie Yisheng put his hand on He Jiulang's head, "I have no choice. We can be brothers in the next life."

"Ah——" A painful howl resounded through the heaven and earth. He Jiulang's body suddenly straightened up, his eyes bulged outward as if they were squeezed, and his mouth opened wide, as if he was going to spew out the most painful thing in the world.

There was a hint of cloudiness in Xie Yisheng's eyes, and then he took a deep breath and stood up shakily.

"You lose." Meng Yuan spat out blood.

"Yes." Xie Yisheng spoke forcefully, and the color on his face faded slightly. "You have activated the Bodhi Destruction Path in succession, and you can still protect your body from destruction. You are truly a genius. In terms of martial arts, I have indeed lost."

Xie Yisheng took a slow step forward, saying, "After I reached the perfection of the sixth level, I was only a thin layer away from the fifth level, but I could never break through. Prince Xin said it was because of the state of mind, the true meaning of a warrior. At that time, I didn't understand what a change in state of mind meant, but I knew what the essence of a warrior was. A warrior is someone who cuts through thorns and opens a path where there is no path. Those who only know how to fight and kill, and are brave and aggressive, call themselves warriors, but in fact, they don't know the principle of entering the Dao through martial arts."

Meng Yuan held the knife and tried hard to stand up, but he had no strength. He was in extreme pain all over and could only kneel on one knee on the ground.

"Later, I understood the change in my state of mind. It was because I had the Nine Transformations to Return to the God, and I was always thinking about a way to survive, and it was a way to harm my friends and neighbors. The Nine Transformations to Return to the God is a way to save lives, and it can even break through the realm in battle, but the further I go on the martial arts path, I realize that this is drinking poison to quench thirst, and there is no way forward." Xie Yisheng was quite depressed, "This is my path, but the road is still closed and locked."

"Today I finally understand why you are so much superior to the four great generals, yet you are still willing to be their companion. It turns out that you don't regard them as your companions, but only as life-saving meals and medicine bags." Meng Yuan laughed disdainfully, "You are so timid, you dare not be a warrior."

"That's right. I can only prolong my life with the lives of others, unlike you who risk your own life." Xie Yisheng glanced at He Jiulang, and then said sadly: "Prince Xin is the same."

He pointed his sword at Meng Yuan, "Meng Feiyuan, come, kill me again."

Meng Yuan staggered to his feet, "You have lost your spirit, it's easy to kill you!"

Walking forward slowly, Meng Yuan gritted his teeth and even spurted blood from his mouth.

"Bodhi destroys the way!" Meng Yuan rushed forward, and the Buddha's light condensed on his fingertips again.

Xie Yishen looked at Meng Yuan in disbelief. He did not expect Meng Yuan to be able to launch this attack again. He wanted to fight again, but he saw that Meng Yuan's flesh and blood were festering, his black hair turned as white as snow, and his eyes seemed to be covered with dust. He really wanted to die together with him and never give up.

Turning around and about to leave, Xie Yisheng realized it was still too late, so he disappeared again.

"Break!" A finger pointed out, and endless light burst out.

Xie Yishen appeared, his eyes full of confusion, and then fell to the snow.

He saved his life by sacrificing the lives of his companions, but he had lost the will to fight for his life. He did not show any demeanor of a martial arts master and died in one blow.

Meng Yuan lay prone on the snow, his whole body powerless, with the knife still in his hand.

The world was silent, and there was no more clamor.

After resting for a while, Meng Yuan forced himself to get up, walked to the bodies of Xie Yishen and He Jiulang, and a tiny flame came out of his fingers.

The tattered body slowly recovered, the fire of life seemed to be beating inside him, and Meng Yuan felt like he was alive again.

Standing up tremblingly, Meng Yuan walked towards Xiong Wuwei step by step.

Xiong Wuwei lay on the ground, trembling, but unable to resist.

"So, you are afraid too." Meng Yuan had no strength left in his body, but he still gritted his teeth and put the blade against Xiong Wuwei's chest.

Then Meng Yuan placed both hands on the hilt of the knife and put the weight of his body on it. The blade immediately broke through the clothes, penetrated the skin, pierced into the internal organs, and was then blocked by the spine.

Xiong Wuwei was powerless to resist, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat. Finally, his eyes widened and he died.

Meng Yuan's strength had long been exhausted, and he immediately fell on Xiong Wuwei.

After catching his breath for a while, Meng Yuan sat up and burned Xiong Wuwei's body.

The essence fire that was originally as big as a soybean grew again, but Meng Yuan was injured too badly, and the essence fire fed back to itself and turned back to the size of a soybean.

Meng Yuan simply lay on the snow, closed his eyes, felt the vastness of the world, but just wanted to sleep here.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt a warm sensation by my ears.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the little red horse nudging me with its head.

The pregnant woman knelt beside him and kowtowed non-stop, "Thank you for saving my life, benefactor. I don't know how to repay you! I asked my husband to call a doctor, he will be here soon!"

"The doctor can't cure my illness. Do you have any wine?" Meng Yuan said.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The woman quickly stood up, holding two large jars of wine and a wine gourd.

Meng Yuan simply picked up the wine gourd, took two gulps, tied it to the saddle, and forced himself to climb onto the horse's back. The little red horse immediately moved forward.

The woman, holding her belly, ran after him and said hurriedly, "Are you leaving now, benefactor? We don't even know your name! Please leave your name so that my family can build a tablet for you and offer incense to you every day!"

"All the caring people in the world are nameless. There is no need to know my name." Meng Yuan waved his hand, without looking back, and rode his horse straight forward.

I don't know when the snow stopped, only the north wind was still howling.

The gray clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and a faint red sun appeared from time to time in the clouds. Although it did not bring warm light, nor was it as bright as the Buddha's light of yesterday, it made people feel particularly at ease.

(End of this chapter)