In the past few days, Mount Hua in the west had become lively.
Disciples of all the Dao sects headed to Mount Hua to participate in the Dao Disciple Conferring Ceremony, which had never happened in tens of thousands of years.
When it came to Daozi Ye Changqing, no one in the world was unconvinced.
These days, he was on Mount Hua while brewing tea and preaching.
Almost every day, the mantras he taught were different from the previous day.
For a time, the four great continents spread this dao child's lecture like wildfire.
It was said that he had personally written the essence of Tao techniques, including dozens of books such as the Book of Changes, the Imperial Book of Life, the Supreme Mystery Scripture, the Nine True Jade Book, the Rootless Tree, and the Life Information Theory.
Each book was peerless, pushing the essence of the Dao to a new height.
For a time, as long as there was a book with Ye Changqing's name on it, even if it was a painting book that was not suitable for children, it would be regarded as a secret dual cultivation technique and treated as a treasure.
The Daozi coronation ceremony was in three days. Everyone in the world wanted to come to Mount Hua to witness Ye Changqing's coronation.
Mount Hua was so big that it could accommodate millions of people. There were also hundreds of taverns around it.
Now, it was actually overcrowded. As long as there was grass, there would be Taoist disciples sleeping on the ground.
"Do you think it's true that Brother Ye argued the Buddha to death, Fa Xian?”
"That's for sure."
"Ah, in the past thousand years, there have been twenty-eight battles between Buddhism and Taoism. This time, Senior Brother Ye really fought for the Dao Sect!”
"Shut up, what brother Ye! Even I, your master, have to call him fellow Daoist, so you have to call him Martial Uncle Ye!”
"Sinful disciple, do you want to bully your superior? This time, this old man wants to acknowledge Daozi as his master. You have to call him grandmaster!”
The young Taoist who spoke first was stunned. He wagged his fingers and calculated what he should call Ye Changqing.
"Master's grandmaster, what's his name...?"
……
In the Changqing Tea House, Ye Changqing took out all the tea leaves that he had accumulated as a reward from the system.
Kuafu and Da Yi had built a huge furnace.
Ye Changqing used a hundred-year-old parasol tree as firewood and a ten-thousand-pound boulder as a pot. He was brewing the largest pot of tea in his life.
"Boss, from now on, this poor priest will call you Fellow Daoist Evergreen.”
Of course, the Jade Emperor could not be absent in such a scene.
The Jade Emperor sat in front of Ye Changqing, tasting the few purple bamboo shoots that Ye Changqing had collected.
"It's just a form of address.”
The Jade Emperor nodded, then glanced at Da Yi and Kuafu, who were chopping wood.
He said that he was chopping wood, but in fact, he was chopping trees. With each axe, he stuffed a tree into the furnace and burned it.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, do you really not know who these two are?”
The Jade Emperor's heart was full of doubts, and his shock had not disappeared yet.
The Jade Emperor had come to seek advice from Ye Changqing again for the Seeker. He did not expect to feel a sharp gaze staring at him before he even descended from the clouds. It was as if he was being targeted by a cold arrow. He felt as if there was a thorn in his back, and cold sweat instantly dripped down.
The Jade Emperor was shocked. He was worried that something had happened to Ye Changqing. After landing, he saw two people who should not be seen no matter what.
They were Great Magi Da Yi and Kuafu, who had fallen billions of years ago!
What frightened him was Da Yi's gaze.
F * ck!
He was the one who had shot down the nine Golden Crows. He had died in the battle between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe. His reincarnation, Hou Yi, had also been trapped on the Lunar Star by Xihe.
Kuafu died of thirst in the Great Marsh, his body destroyed by ten Golden Crows.
Why, why, why did the two of them suddenly appear on Mount Hua and become Ye Changqing's servants?
The Jade Emperor couldn't figure it out no matter what.
Hearing the Jade Emperor's words, Ye Changqing shook his head and said helplessly,
"What's going on between you and Yang Jian? Last time, he said that my two employees, Little Fox and Little Pipa, were some kind of demons.”
"This time, he said that the two new wood-chopping workers I hired are some great shaman, Da Yi.”
"Why don't you say that I'm the reincarnation of Pangu?”
The Jade Emperor's face tightened when he heard that. He even forgot to drink the tea in his hand and stared straight at Ye Changqing.
"You, you, you're the reincarnation of Pangu?”
Ye Changqing slapped his forehead. He was still able to be the Jade Emperor with such intelligence.
Ye Changqing waved his hand, unwilling to continue the conversation.
The Jade Emperor did not ask further. He could tell that the two shamans did not have any ill intentions.
Now, the Jade Emperor was sure that Ye Changqing was definitely a strange person who was related to the prosperity of Taoism.
Although he didn't know his background, was his background important?
Even Saint Tongtian had passed on the Qingping Sword, which had taken 10,000 years to repair, to him.
Perhaps other saints had resurrected Da Yi and Kuafu to protect Ye Changqing.
The Jade Emperor was silent for a moment. He sipped his tea and moved to Ye Changqing's side.
"Fellow Daoist Evergreen, a few days ago, you said that the higher the status of the Seeker, the better. However, who would be willing to travel across mountains and rivers to the Eastern Land to seek the Dao?”
So it was because of his identity as a Seeker.
Ye Changqing pursed his lips and looked at the Jade Emperor with dissatisfaction.
The Journey to the West had already reached the eleventh Danger Zone. Although the process was a little complicated, they had at least walked a few thousand miles.
The Jade Emperor couldn't even find a Seeker.
Ye Changqing was a little disappointed. Was he really going to be involved in this Eastswim scheme?
No, no, no.
Ye Changqing sized up the Jade Emperor and decided that the Heavenly Court would continue to drag him down until he drowned in the water and could not climb up.
Otherwise, if the immortals and gods in the sky weren't sad about East Travel, how could they resist West Travel?
The Jade Emperor looked at Ye Changqing with his back to him and felt uncomfortable all over. He laughed dryly."Fellow Daoist Evergreen, what's wrong with me?”
Ye Changqing shook his head and said,"There's nothing wrong with you. What's wrong with you is your brain."”
"Pfft…"
The Jade Emperor spat out the tea he had just drunk and looked at Ye Changqing gloomily.
"Fellow Daoist Evergreen, why are you still cursing?”
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