PFC Chapter 1038. The third avenue is worse than the flower blooming.
Chapter 1038. The third avenue is worse than the flower blooming.
Kyoto.
As the sun sets in the west, the orange rays of sunlight cast a peaceful and peaceful view.
Ye Jingyu sat cross-legged behind the crowd, listening intently.
In the past few days, he would come to Shangqing to observe and listen to sutras after going to court. He always felt that he had touched something, but it lacked the slightest warmth.
While meditating quietly at night, countless memory fragments flew out of his mind. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
Is it really like what Jueying said, that he has worked so hard in the past two years since he ascended the throne, is he too tired?
But Ye Jingyu didn't feel tired. He was full of energy and full of energy. This was really strange.
"Okay, that's it for today."
Taoist Master Tianqing stood up slowly and looked at the people with a smile on his face.
Everyone also stood up, bowed and thanked them, and then filed out of Shangqing Temple.
Taoist Master Tianqing is a man of great wisdom. These days, everyone has benefited a lot from listening to scriptures and discussing Taoism, and they also have great respect for him.
Ye Jingyu was the last one to stand up, feeling quite unfinished.
Taoist Tianqing was still standing at the door with a smile on his face, looking at Ye Jingyu with gentle eyes.
The moment he met his eyes, the face of another old man suddenly flashed in Ye Jingyu's mind.
He seemed to have looked at himself with the same look, but the difference was that the old man was not as peaceful as the Taoist Priest, and was full of arrogance that was unparalleled in the world.
But it only took an instant for the fragment to disappear.
"Is there anything troubling this little brother?"
Seeing that Ye Jingyu hadn't left, Taoist Priest Tianqing walked down the steps and asked with concern.
Ye Jingyu bowed.
"This junior does have many things that I don't understand, but for a while, I don't know how to talk about them."
Taoist Master Tianqing smiled slightly and said: "Everything that has a cause must have an effect. If you don't know the cause, you can deduce the cause from the effect, and you can get a glimpse of it."
He sighed softly and said with a compassionate expression: "But sometimes, it may not be a good thing to have a clear mind like a mirror. There are three thousand avenues to follow, and it is better to have a flower bloom. This is the truth."
Ye Jingyu was startled for a moment, then looked up again and saw that Taoist Priest Tianqing had already walked into the temple.
Seeing Taoist Qinghui's back, Ye Jingyu felt a little touched again in his heart.
It was as if I had a clear understanding at this moment, and I felt it carefully, but there was still nothing.
He sighed helplessly. Taoism emphasizes fate. Maybe the time has not come yet.
He adjusted his robe, turned around and walked out of Shangqing Temple.
Thinking of the fawning servants in the palace, I couldn't help but feel a little bored.
Ye Jingyu even didn't understand why he had deliberately sought the throne in the first place. The one who was in power was for the sake of the people of the world. If that was the case, what difference would it make about who would be the emperor?
Somehow, he always felt that he had other things to do, instead of sitting on the throne and looking at those flattering faces all day long.
While thinking about it, he suddenly bumped into someone.
Ye Jingyu subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled it. It turned out to be the little Taoist named Qing Hui.
He had been here for many days and became familiar with these Taoist priests.
"Are you okay?"
The little Taoist priest stood firm, bowed and said, "Qing Hui left in a hurry and didn't see the young master. Please forgive me."
"I'm also responsible, it's not entirely your fault."
As he spoke, Ye Jingyu's eyes had already glanced at what Qing Hui was holding in his arms, which were a dozen pancakes made of coarse grains. This showed that these people were genuine Qing cultivators and not just people seeking fame.
"Since your master and senior brothers are waiting for a meal, you should go back quickly."
After Ye Jingyu finished speaking, he took the horse and continued walking forward. Qing Hui suddenly asked, "Has the young master lost anything?"