After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

At this time, Ye Jingyu had already left the palace.

He issued a death order and no one was allowed to follow him. Qin Tian and others naturally did not dare to disobey.

Along the way, I was free to rein in the horse, feeling the fireworks of the people, and my mood gradually calmed down a bit.

Before he knew it, he had passed through the market and arrived in front of the temple that was attacked when he was a child. Suddenly he discovered that this place had been repaired and now it had been transformed into a Taoist temple named Shangqing Temple.

There seemed to be a sermon going on inside. Ye Jingyu stood at the door and listened for a while, then simply tied Feimo to the door and walked in slowly.

The area of ​​the hall is not small, and many people are already sitting there. In front of them sits an old man with white hair and white beard. This man has a clear face and introverted eyes. He is wearing a rough blue-gray preacher's robe next to him and has a robe on his head. The wooden hairpin gives people a sense of immortality.

There were eight young Taoist priests sitting in front of him. These people were also dressed in shabby clothes, and some of them were even patched. They all lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, with solemn expressions. This sense of solemnity was not pretending, but coming from the ground. It shines through in one’s bones, making one feel in awe.

Ye Jingyu was a little curious, so he found a piece of bluestone behind the people, lifted up his robe and sat down.

Just listen to the old Taoist priest say: "Madam, the heart is the master of the body, the palace of the soul, and the palace of the soul. Those who want to carry out the five thieves must not rely on the heart. Everything has its origin and must be in accordance with the way of heaven. Although the universe is vast, The observation is only in the palm of your hand. Although there are many things, life and death are inseparable from the art..."

Ye Jingyu listened with rapt attention, and felt that these few words seemed to coincide with great heavenly principles.

These days, he has noticed that his martial arts has improved greatly than before, but he has always felt like a bottleneck. When he heard these words today, a ray of light seemed to open up in his mind.

The human heart is indeed the master of the body, and only when the mind is focused can the body be strong. The five thieves are fate, matter, time, power, and spirit. The goal is big without caring about the details, and the body is good without covering up its flaws. This is the truth.

He was so eager for success that he was so distracted that he just went on a rampage and didn't even bother to delve into the truth behind it.

In an instant, Ye Jingyu suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes showed a little joy.

Just as he was about to leave, something strange happened in the sky above the Taoist temple.

A dazzling circle of light suddenly appeared in the sky above the Taoist temple. Within the circle of light, the sun became more and more dazzling.

The old Taoist priest immediately closed his mouth, looked up to the sky, and whispered something in his mouth.

The people also raised their heads and couldn't help but talk about the spectacle in front of them.

Only Ye Jingyu could hear it clearly. What the old Taoist priest said was that the white rainbow was shining through the sun, killings and chaos were rising, and the order to punish evil was about to be carried out!

What does this mean?

He looked up at the old Taoist priest and saw that he had lifted his robe and stood up, looking at everyone peacefully.

"That's it for today. You should cultivate your moral character so that you can strengthen your body, do not violate the laws of heaven, and be free from disasters."

Several young Taoist priests in front of him also stood up. One of them raised his head and looked through the layers of people with clear eyes in the direction of Ye Jingyu.

This was a very strange feeling. There were obviously many people between the two of them, and Ye Jingyu could tell that it was him he was looking at. The little Taoist priest smiled slightly, turned around, and followed the others.

The people bid farewell to the Taoist priests respectfully and dispersed.

Ye Jingyu followed everyone out of the Taoist temple, but his heart became more and more strange.

What exactly did the old Taoist priest mean? When the capital was at peace, how could there be massacres?

Looking up again, the white halo around the sun had quietly dissipated.