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

The man was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, the collar of which had faded from being washed, but it was very clean and tidy. He had a thin face, and his eyes were filled with compassion, love and peace.

When their eyes met, Yin Qingxuan felt that her chaotic mood seemed to calm down all of a sudden.

The old Taoist priest smiled at her and turned to the waiter who was serving the dishes.

"Hey, little brother, do you have any dry food for sale here?"

The waiter looked at his shabby clothes and the poor smell, and said unhappily, "We don't have any steamed buns or cakes. The cheapest thing we have is noodles, which are seven cents a bowl. If you want to eat, wait until I finish cooking for the two distinguished guests, and then I'll cook for you."

Yin Qingxuan frowned and was about to speak, but Ye Jinglan spoke first.

"How can you talk like that? Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? I'll treat this old gentleman to a meal, too."

Yin Qingxuan also stood up, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Master, if you don't mind, why not eat with us siblings."

Ye Jinglan corrected it immediately.

"They are brother and sister."

Yin Qingxuan was too lazy to argue with him. Men always have a ridiculous desire to win.

The Taoist priest was walking towards the two of them.

"Then I am sorry to bother you."

"You are welcome, Taoist priest. Please take a seat."

Yin Qingxuan moved a stool for the Taoist priest and asked, "You look very tired, so I guess you came from far away!"

The Taoist nodded kindly.

"This girl has good eyesight."

As he spoke, his peaceful gaze swept across Yin Qingxuan's face, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he sat down with his robe lifted up.

Ye Jinglan didn't have a good impression of Taoist priests, and even had some trauma in his mind. But the Taoist priest in front of him was different. He even took the initiative to pick up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the old Taoist priest.

“I don’t know where the length comes from.”

The old Taoist priest was not polite either. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. His eyes swept across Ye Jinglan's face and he said in a leisurely tone, "I came from the capital."

Hearing this, Ye Jinglan's expression changed slightly.

"You wouldn't be... the unlucky master of Shangqing Temple."

The old Taoist laughed and said, "What a coincidence! I am Taoist Tianqing."

Ye Jinglan stood up suddenly.

"Old Niubizi, it seems that you came here specifically to deal with me."

Taoist Tianqing raised his hand and flicked it, and Ye Jinglan felt his shoulders sink as if a mountain had been lifted off his shoulders. His legs went limp and he sat down with a plop.

Taoist Tianqing smiled and said, "I haven't finished what I want to say yet, young man, why are you so anxious and angry? It's not good for young people to be too impulsive."

Ye Jinglan wanted to take action, but found that his two arms seemed to be stuck to his body with glue and he couldn't lift them.

I couldn't help but be horrified.

Although his martial arts skills are not as strong as Ye Jingyu's, and his space is not as awesome as Yin Qingxuan's, he is not so immobile that he can be killed by just a wave of someone's hand. Is he still a human being?

Yin Qingxuan did not sense any ill intentions, and felt relieved. He clasped his fists and said, "It turned out to be Taoist Tianqing. I wanted to wait until this matter was over before taking my brothers to the capital to pay a visit to you. I didn't expect to meet you here. It can be said that we met by chance."

Ye Jinglan shouted, "You unreasonable idiot, let me go quickly, or I will make you pay."

"Jinglan, don't be disrespectful."

Yin Qingxuan scolded in a low voice, and at this moment, an invisible force surged in from outside the restaurant, and Ye Jinglan instantly felt light all over.

Taoist Tianqing glanced out the window and said with a smile, "The Jianghu is indeed full of talented people and masters."

He flicked his sleeves, and a soft force surged out, and there was no sound outside the door.