From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 270 Everyone is a Waste
It was almost evening and there were no candles in the hall, making it even darker.

This person's words were full of nitpicking. Seeing that everyone was just watching the fun, Meng Yuan didn't say much and just looked at the person.

Meng Yuan is not good at killing people, but he has extensive experience in killing colleagues, especially superiors.

"If your master died, you would still be formidable." Xiao Taotao sneered, "When he was at the seventh level, he pushed Master Ku Rong into a desperate situation and killed Yang Yuping by crossing levels. During the incident in Songhe Prefecture, he repeatedly crossed the border to kill the enemy, and finally killed Xie Yisheng, who was known as the invincible sixth level."

"Who else has seen it?" asked the commander.

"You will know if you try it." Xiao Taotao pointed at Meng Yuan, "He is only a sixth-rank official, so you can give it a try."

No one spoke in the hall, but a murderous aura rose in the silence.

"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name. "The Dao sect is a peaceful place, why should we fight among ourselves? The great hatred is not far away, we should work together."

Wang Er, the number one person in the Demon Suppression Division, was actually quite disappointed when he saw that there was no fight. "Okay, if you have the strength, use it on Qing Guangzi!"

She pointed at the commander and said, "People like Ying Rushi cannot work in the Demon Suppression Division? No matter who they are, as long as they can subdue demons and monsters, they are my subordinates!"

“But he doesn’t distinguish between primary and secondary, and puts Ying family first.” said the commander.

"Putting the cart before the horse." The old scholar suddenly spoke, "Meng Feiyuan first rescued people in Qingshui Town with injuries, and then defeated the gatekeeper monster. Seeing that Captain Zhang was dead, he went to Jingyuan to look for Ying. After that, he fought against Lian Nu and Zhu Elder under Qing Guangzi, and then escaped. Meng Feiyuan's actions, including killing several monsters, are meritorious and without fault."

The commander said nothing, but just sneered.

"Okay!" Wang Er clapped her hands, she looked at Meng Yuan and said: "Since you have reached the realm and have made great contributions, then you will be promoted to the rank of Qianhu. From now on, you stay by my side and I will train you."

After saying this, Wang Er stared into Meng Yuan's eyes, as if asking for Meng Yuan's opinion.

Meng Yuan naturally would not refuse. If he wanted to take revenge, the Demon Suppression Division was the best place.

After leaving the hall with Wang Buyi, Meng Yuan saw the sunset in the west. The sky and the earth turned crimson, and he stopped to look into the distance.

Wang Buyi stood beside Meng Yuan, his hands resting on his back, and also looked towards the west.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Meng Yuan said, "I'm going to the back mountain to look for Senior Brother Zhao Jingsheng. Brother Wang, do you want to go with me?"

"Of course." Wang Buyi agreed immediately.

After walking for a while, Meng Yuan asked, "Brother Wang, what is the name of the commander in the palace just now?"

As a member of the Demon Suppression Bureau, Meng Yuan knew that the bureau had one chief supervisor, Wang Er, and six commanders under him, each with their own duties.

"That's Commander Ding Chonglou." Wang Buyi dared to say anything, "Commander Ding is not as romantic as Commander Xiao. He is calm and taciturn. He is 55 years old now. He has been in the fifth level of martial arts for 20 years and is good at using fire magic."

"I see." Meng Yuan didn't expect Wang Buyi to say so much, so he said, "Thank you for your advice, Brother Wang."

“I dare not.” Wang Buyi was only a centurion, ranking below Meng Yuan.

"The last time I went to the capital, I met a captain named Wang Qian in the Demon Suppression Bureau. He was very handsome." Meng Yuan said.

"That's my younger brother, the child of my uncle." Wang Buyi said with a smile.

It turns out that you and Wang Er are a family. Wang Er is really a man who promotes the best regardless of his relationship with the person!

The two chatted and came to the back mountain.

The snow on the mountain had been swept away long ago, and the small courtyard was bustling with people sitting on the ground, seemingly discussing something. "I won't go over there, they don't welcome me very much." Wang Buyi smiled and stopped.

Meng Yuan nodded and stepped forward.

"Brother Meng!" Zhao Jingsheng's face flushed. Seeing Meng Yuan coming, he staggered to his feet and greeted him.

"Are you all discussing philosophy here?" Meng Yuan came to the courtyard and sat down.

There were a total of four people in the courtyard, including Zhao Jingsheng and Yuan Jingfeng, and two young men.

The last time Meng Yuan came to Chongxu Temple to pick up Xiangling, he met Cangshan Jun. At that time, these two young Taoists were there, and they were also disciples of Chongxu Temple.

The robes of these four men were torn and full of internal organs. Their hands and faces were also dirty, as if they had crawled in mud ditches several times.

"Don't talk about Taoism anymore!" a young Taoist priest said, shaking his head vigorously.

Meng Yuan remembered this man, whose Taoist name was Jingchen. He was also a boaster. At that time, he even boasted that he would destroy Qing Guangzi.

"This is my junior fellow apprentice Jingchen, number four." Zhao Jingsheng nodded at Jingchen, then pointed at another young Taoist priest, "Old and young Jingshan."

"Senior Brother Meng." Jingshan was very elegant. Although his Taoist robe was dirty and torn, he still saluted in an elegant manner. He did not look like a Taoist figure, but rather like a Confucian scholar.

After returning the gift, Meng Yuan asked curiously, "What important matter are you discussing here?"

"What a big deal!" Yuan Jingfeng spat on the ground. "Master thinks we are useless and not worth even a hair of Senior Brother, so let's just disband!"

Meng Yuan felt that Taoist Xuanjizi was relatively tactful in his speech. Apart from his senior brothers Jingxu and Li Weizhen, there was really no one else who could be considered presentable.

Zhao Jingsheng usually has some demeanor of a teacher, but he is always confused by alcohol and gets drunk easily. When he is drunk, he talks nonsense.

Yuan Jingfeng was a lazy guy who did nothing serious all day long. He never did any homework, but just kept eating and drinking.

As for the other two, Jingchen is obviously a boaster; while Jingshan seems to be cultured and has no apparent flaws.

"Master doesn't care about us anymore, and there's no news from our senior brother either." Although Zhao Jingsheng was drunk, he was still a senior brother after all. He held Meng Yuan's hand and said, "We can't live like this anymore!"

"..." Meng Yuan didn't know what to say, so he could only ask, "Then how did you get dirty?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingsheng almost burst into tears, "We went to the city to move the bodies these days, and we worked hard! So many people from the Demon Suppression Bureau have died, let's do a ritual!"

Yuan Jing pounded the ground angrily, "The big shot in the Imperial Master's Mansion said that we can't even perform a ritual! This is a disgrace to Chongxu Temple!"

"Can you do it?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Of course not!" Jingchen was also very angry, "Ours is right, the others are all crooked ways!"

"Don't be anxious, fellow practitioners. Keeping calm is the way of our sect." Jingshan spoke in a gentle voice, "Besides, the person is dead. Is it useful to hold a ceremony? Can the resentment in this city be eliminated by holding a ceremony? Can a ritual be used to relieve it?"

Jingshan's words made sense. He continued, "From my point of view, the world is already bad, like a rotten tree, and Qingguangzi is just the woodworm that bites out the sawdust! Now is the time to rebel. As long as we raise the banner of rebellion, there will be people everywhere to respond, and the whole world will follow! By then, all the stinky monks, old Taoists, sour Confucian scholars, aristocratic families, and old demons will be wiped out!"

Zhao Jingsheng and the others did not respond. Jingshan's expectant gaze finally fell on Meng Yuan, and then he grabbed Meng Yuan's arm, his eyes burning, and said: "Brother Meng, do it! It's better to rebel early than late, and it's better to rebel now than to rebel early!"

Meng Yuan now knew Jingshan's shortcomings.

(End of this chapter)