Duanmu Palace is extremely quiet, shrouded in a thick layer of shadow. There is no news about Princess Qiyun, and half of the palace was conscripted by the king. Who would feel comfortable?

Two days later, Mu Yang could finally stand up with the table and limped around the woodshed with firewood, but his heart did not stop missing Princess Qiyun for a moment. He walked to the door with difficulty and wanted to open the door several times to ask about the situation, but he took back his hand. Everything was caused by him. How qualified should he ask about the situation? He had no reason to ask, even if he asked, it would be in vain. No one would pay attention to him!

"The princess is back! The princess is back!" At this moment, someone in the yard screamed. Mu Yang was extremely excited. He limped and wanted to go and see, but he didn't have the courage to open the door. "What does the princess have to do with herself when she comes back? She no longer has any fruits and vegetables. Thank God, she finally came back safely!"

There was a lot of commotion outside the woodshed, "Have Your Highness the Prince returned?" This was Scar's voice.

"I didn't see my dad, where did my dad go?" Princess Qiyun couldn't help asking if she didn't know her dad was out looking for her.

Scar sighed and said, "After the princess leaves the palace, His Highness the Prince leads Qian Yuanwu and the others to find you! However, it would be great that the princess can come back safely! I have to signal the prince!"

As he said that, he heard several sounds of "papapapapapa", and saw a red light in the sky, which then formed a ball, and finally the word "cloud" appeared in the sky, which looked very dazzling! This is probably a unique signal of Duanmu Palace.

Just as Mu Yang looked up at the sky, the door of the woodshed opened with a "creaking" sound. Princess Qiyun led the old Taoist in her fifties and years old. Mu Yang was surprised and happy, but he never said a word.

Princess Qiyun walked forward and asked softly, "How do you feel?"

Mu Yang ignored her. He clearly thought about her and thought about her. He was always worried when he didn't see her. But now he was in front of him, but he looked indifferent, "Very good, thank you for your concern!"

"Good boy, the girl has invited me to treat you from afar, but you are so rude. I'll treat you. Even after you cure you, you will be a ungrateful wolf!" said the old Taoist priest bluntly, "Why should I save someone like you who doesn't know how to be grateful?"

Mu Yang glanced at him and saw that the Taoist priest was thin but very energetic. However, he learned from Prime Minister Zhang that it is harder than climbing to heaven if a person who has lost his martial arts skills wants to recover as before. He sighed and said, "Please ask for someone to swallow a three-foot sword. Relying on a person to go to the ninth level of heaven, I know that fate is like this. What's the point of saving or not?"

Mu Yang was completely discouraged, his heart was already dead. Princess Qiyun couldn't help but feel sad when she heard this. She pulled Lamu Yang's clothes and said, "Mu Yang, don't do this, everything will be fine. I left the palace just to seek medical treatment and ask for medicine. If you don't find the miracle doctor Jia Taoist, why not let him see it!"

Mu Yang suddenly put his clothes back and said coldly, "Don't cry here, rats are pretending to be compassionate. Your father squanders my martial arts skills, but you pretend to be a good person here. What are you going to do?"

"I..." A girl's sincere heart encountered BingLeng Rushuang's words. What a sad thing. Princess Qiyun wanted to speak too late. She knew very well that everything she said was redundant. In Mu Yang's heart, she was a heinous villain, just like her father, and she could only look at him silently and couldn't say a word.

"Haha, good boy, he is not very capable and has a very strong temper. Good, I like it, I like it, come and see if you can save me." Taoist Jia said as he walked towards Mu Yang.

Mu Yang retracted his hand. Who doesn't want to recover as soon as he was a patient? But Mu Yang didn't, because he didn't want to owe Princess Qiyun too much favors. The debt of favors in the world is the most difficult to pay off. He said coldly, "Forget it, I don't think you may have the ability to cure me!"

"Hahaha, good boy, there is no such thing as me, Taoist Jia, in the world, who is not good at treating me! I can't help but save you!" As he said that, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Mu Yang like lightning. He didn't know what kind of body technique he used, but he had already grabbed Mu Yang's hand!

He nodded softly and said, "Good boy, you are so lucky. If someone hadn't ruined your martial arts, you would have gone to see the King of Hell now!"

Taoist Jia's words made Mu Yang feel a little puzzled. Taoist Jia said, "Anger hurts the liver, joy hurts the heart, sorrow hurts the lungs, thinking hurts the spleen, and fears hurts the kidneys. Improper five internal organs will cause different emotional reactions, and on the contrary, emotions will affect the five internal organs. Protect the body, without ecstasy, no grief, no anger, no fear, no fear, can start by understanding the principle. If your anger attacks the liver, you will almost tear the liver!"

Mu Yang said, "Is this aided?"

Taoist Jia smiled and suddenly said, "No help!"

The hope that had just been ignited was suddenly shattered. The simple word "unsuccessful" was equivalent to a fatal blow to Mu Yang, but he was already mentally prepared, but Princess Qiyun was not the case. She said sadly, "Didn't you just say that you can cure any disease? Why are you..."

Taoist Jia waved his hand and said, "I am a doctor, but not a god. Besides, a person who is determined to die, what's the use of saving him? I saved him today and restored his martial arts skills. Isn't it like I've killed him? Isn't it that if I save such a person?"

Taoist Jia's words were very clear. He could save Mu Yang, but he could not make Mu Yang angry. He looked at Mu Yang and continued, "Young man, don't be dissatisfied. Eight or nine out of ten things are not satisfactory in the world. If everything goes well, what troubles are there in the world? There are so many people and things in the world, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree? Those who care about you and those who help you around you, why don't you feel sorry for yourself? I don't know what knots you have, but I am a doctor. If you don't let go of your knots and walk out of your dark shadow, what can you do if you restore your martial arts skills? If you insist on being angry and hurt your liver again, even if the gods descend to earth, it will be difficult to save your life. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mu Yang didn't know who to believe. Everything happened here made him believe in others countless times. Prime Minister Zhang said he was helpless, Taoist Jia said he was saved, Prime Minister Zhang said that Duanmu Chengyi harmed him, but Taoist Jia said that he saved him. Who should I believe?

"Your princess, I have said everything I should say. All the people in the world are fate. I don't want to let someone die without any reason. His martial arts are ruined now, but at least his life is still there. If I take action to restore his martial arts, and his old illness recurs, he will definitely die. This disguised thing is that I killed him. I don't know if the princess?" Taoist Jia said respectfully to Princess Qiyun.

Princess Qiyun was crying. She knew very well in her heart that it would be so difficult to let Mu Yang put down his hatred and untie his heart!

"But I...but I really find it difficult to let go of my hatred, destroy my home, kill my relatives, and destroy my martial arts. These are all irreconcilable hatreds, I..." Mu Yang finally spoke, he choked up, and the hatred in his heart suddenly ejaculated.

Taoist Jia sighed and said, "When will the revenge be revenge? Let go of your heart and revenge and be light. Forgive others means forgive yourself. Young people, you have to let go when it is time to let go. The same is true for practicing martial arts. You are full of hatred. Where can you put something else in your heart? It will overflow if you fill up water!"

Mu Yang stood up, suddenly knelt on the ground with a "thump", begging, "Master, please teach me, what should I do now?"

Taoist Jia shook his head and said, "No one can teach you, no one can save you. Only you can save yourself. I saw that this girl is kind-hearted and came here. But your situation is too special. Only if you get out of your knot and are not overwhelmed by hatred, I can save you."

Mu Yang kowtowed repeatedly and said, "Master, please teach me how to get out of my heart and how to forget hatred?"

Taoist Jia took out something from his arms, and the thing was wrapped in yellow cloth. He respectfully opened it, took out a book, and handed it to Mu Yang. Mu Yang took it and took it, "The Response of the Emperor's Response".

Taoist Jia sighed and said, "Tao is one. One is scattered into energy. This Taishang Laojun Response Chapter is most suitable for your current mental saving realm. You must take care of yourself. Since I meet you, I will definitely come to see you. If you can comprehend the principles, I will restore your martial arts!"
Chapter completed!