"Swoosh!"
Ye Changqing instantly raised his head and looked at the two mysterious women in surprise.
Where did these two people come from? Why were they like Yang Er, so concerned about immortals?
This was not something that ordinary people cared about.
Ye Changqing immediately shook his head.
Yang Er was a regular customer, so he dared to chat a little more. Ye Changqing didn't want to expose too much to strangers, so he said.
"The two female guests must be joking. Immortals are not existences that we can casually talk about.”
"Boss, you're just patronizing us." Ao Tingxin covered her mouth and laughed. There's no harm in saying it. We're not like Yang Er, who has a big mouth.”
Ye Changqing pursed his lips. Women loved to gossip. He looked at the two of them suspiciously and asked,
"You really won't spread it around?"
"No, no," said Ao Tingxin with a smile.”
"If that's the case, I'll be bold enough to say it." Ye Changqing grinned. The number one female immortal of the Heavenly Court was naturally the Holy Mother of West Mountain!”
The woman in white's eyes were as clear as autumn water, and a hint of joy appeared on her face. She smiled and said,"Oh? Boss, why is this Third Holy Mother the number one female immortal? Jade Lake Golden Mother, Western Mother Empress, and Chang'e were all stronger than the Third Holy Mother.”
Ye Changqing said with a straight face,"I'm on Mount Hua, so of course I have to praise the Holy Mother and the Third Consort who protect the people of Mount Hua. Don't tell me I'm going to praise Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain?”
"Puff!"
Ao Tingxin sprayed tea leaves all over Yang Chan's body.
"You're such a glib talker."
Yang Chan glared at Ao Tingxin and waved her hand to produce an ingot of gold.
Although the owner of the tea shop was just giving them a perfunctory reply, he had spoken to her heart.
The immortal who protected his own safety was the first immortal. This sentence made more sense than the previous long speech.
"Boss, I heard that you can reserve seats here. This gold ingot will be my tea money for the next year. Remember to leave me the best tea leaves.”
Ye Changqing's heart was filled with sorrow. He took the gold ingot suspiciously and muttered to himself,"This membership system hasn't even been publicized yet. Why are the customers already taking the initiative to pay?”
Just as he was puzzled, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Ding! [The System has received a Main Mission. Do you wish to accept it?]”
Ye Changqing was so excited that he almost dropped his gold ingot.
"After waiting for a year, the mission has finally arrived!”
"Quickly receive it!"
" Mission Details: Resist the Cultivation Tribulation of the Journey to the West, prevent Buddhism from flourishing, and spread the Tao to West Earth.”
" Mission Reward: Every time you successfully fight against Journey to the West, you can revive a prehistoric character at random. At the same time, the host will receive a chance to draw a lottery.”
The gold ingot in Ye Changqing's hand fell to the ground, and he was stunned.
Was this a scam?
What was a tribulation?
It was an irreversible trend in the world, a calamity that even Saints could not escape.
The rise of Buddhism was the will of the heavens, and West Earth was destined to become the protagonist of the world.
The system actually arranged this mission?
Wasn't this pushing him into the fire pit?
"I say, can we change the mission?”
"You must accept the main mission, or else you will be trapped in the tea house forever.”
"However, considering the difficulty of the mission, the system will reward you with a lucky draw.”
Ye Changqing sighed helplessly. Being trapped in a teahouse for the rest of his life, he might as well give it his all.
"Draw!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the Devouring Great Dao of the 3,000 Great Dao!”
"The Devouring Great Dao is not the Devouring Nomological Law. It is one of the Great Daos that are on par with the Heavenly Dao, Earth Dao, and Human Dao.”
As the system's voice fell, a mysterious thing kept circulating in Ye Changqing's mind.
Even if he did not have any cultivation or primordial spirit, he could still understand and master this mysterious power.
This was one of the 3,000 Great Dao, the power of the Devouring Great Dao!
The 3,000 Great Daos were the essence of Dao. They surpassed all immortal spells and techniques, ignoring the difference in cultivation!
However, at the same time, Ye Changqing also discovered the limitations of a mortal's physique on one's control over the Great Dao.
Now, he could only use the Devouring Great Dao within three feet of him.
If you go any further, you can't catch up with me.
The Devouring Great Dao could devour all Dharma treasures, divine arts, and attacks. After devouring, the object would completely disappear. Even fate and karma would not exist. Ye Changqing could not use it either.
However, he was already in an invincible position.
After all, whoever tried to kill him would be devoured by the Devouring Great Dao three feet in front of him.
Of course, he was powerless to change anything.
This was the world of myths and legends, not the world of martial arts. They could easily kill people from hundreds of millions of miles away. Who would give you the chance to use the Great Dao at a distance of three feet?
"Looks like I need to think of a way to cultivate.”
"The mission has been issued. I can leave the tea house now.”
"However, I'm still a mortal, how can I promote the Dao?”
"Hey, boss, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get us some tea.”
Ye Changqing was deep in thought when he was suddenly woken up by the voice of the female tea guest in red. He hurriedly poured a pot of tea for her.
"Boss, why are you in a daze? Is there something on your mind?”
"This tea can only be brewed with a calm heart.”
Heh.
A mere girl actually taught me how to brew tea?
Ye Changqing ignored him and walked to the tea table. His entire aura suddenly changed.
Compassion.
Sad.
He sighed.
All sorts of complicated emotions were flowing out of his body. It was as if his every move was filled with thick emotions.
A moment later, a pot of tea was served.
Ye Changqing's temperament disappeared without a trace. He held the tea and placed it in front of Ao Tingxin.
"Have a taste. If you feel indignant and angry, what does the tea taste like?”
Ao Tingxin and Yang Chan were surprised.
"I didn't expect the action of brewing tea to be so elegant and touching.”
"However, will it really not ruin the taste of the tea if I put my emotions into the tea?”
Yang Chan picked up the teacup and took a sip. Her body trembled and her eyes revealed complicated emotions.
"This tea…"
She was amazed. Not only did the taste of the tea not change, but there was a strange emotion within it.
Yang Chan only took a sip and could feel the complicated state of mind of the tea-maker.
"Tingxin, there are immortals among the mortals.”
Yang Chan took a sip of tea and closed her eyes. She recalled the time when she and her second brother, Yang Jian, split the mountain to save their mother and were chased by the Heavenly Court.
"A cup of tea can actually affect a person's mood!”
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