Hearing this, Ao Tingxin picked up her teacup and took a sip, skeptical.
As soon as the tea entered her mouth, a complicated feeling welled up in her heart. Ao Tingxin's nose turned sour, and her eyes sparkled with tears.
She recalled the various experiences of being bullied by the immortals and gods after the decline of the dragon race.
"Boss, are you the Immortal of Tea?”
Ao Tingxin looked at Ye Changqing and exclaimed.
Ye Changqing shook his head." I'm just a mortal. I only know a little about the Way of Tea."”
"This guest, brewing tea is like music. Every move can be infused with emotions. Tea with emotions was naturally better than tea without emotions.”
Ao Tingxin recalled her earlier doubts and lowered her head apologetically with a face full of shyness.
"Fellow Daoist, I was rude.”
In her words, Ye Changqing was no longer an ordinary merchant boss, but a Dao friend who could discuss the Dao.
"It's fine. I also felt something in my heart, that's why I lost my composure.”
"Boss, your state of mind must be extraordinary with your tea arts. What made you lose your composure?"
Ye Changqing thought of the system mission and the future Journey to the West Cultivation Tribulation. He sighed.
"I'm afraid that it won't be long before the incense sticks in this Holy Mother Temple wither and no one knows about it.”
"I was blessed by the Third Holy Mother here for a year. Every time I think of this, I can't help but feel sad.”
When the Mahayana Buddhism spread to the Eastern Land, Buddhism flourished and Taoism declined. As a Taoist immortal, it was natural for the Three Holy Maidens to be affected.
"Bang!"
Ye Changqing had just finished speaking when the cup in Ao Tingxin's hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Not only Ao Tingxin, but Yang Chan's hand that was holding the teacup also trembled slightly.
Clearly, the two of them were shocked by Ye Changqing's words.
Ye Changqing looked at the two speechlessly.
"I say, what's wrong with you guys? You're either spitting at each other or smashing cups. Are all the women in ancient times so unreserved?”
"Ancient times?" Could it be that you recognized us, Boss?”
This time, it was Ye Changqing's turn to be stunned. This was just a slip of the tongue. Why were these two people still immersed in their roles?
Was he a drama queen?
Ye Changqing rolled his eyes." Ladies, don't think too highly of yourself. Do you guys still think that you're big stars?”
"What do you mean by a big star? Boss, I feel like you're mocking us.”
Ao Tingxin frowned slightly and produced a water-type spell in her hand.
"Tingxin."
Yang Chan glared at her. At the same time, she waved her sleeve and dispelled the spell in Ao Tingxin's hand.
Ao Tingxin snorted indignantly.
Ignorant people.
In front of the Third Holy Mother, he said that the Holy Mother Temple's incense offerings would wither in the future?
If it wasn't for the Third Holy Mother's gentle nature and not liking to argue with others, this tea house would have already been overturned.
Even though Third Holy Mother was elegant and knew that Ye Changqing had no ill intentions, she still felt a little uncomfortable. She put down her teacup and stared at Ye Changqing with her bright eyes as she asked.
"Boss, you just praised Third Holy Mother as the number one female immortal in the Heavenly Court. Why did you curse the Holy Mother Temple to have no incense? Aren't you a liar?”
Ye Changqing looked at the sky and realized that the sun had set. It was almost time to close the stall. He decided not to make tea and sat down to have a good chat with these two good-looking women.
After all, this tea house was filled with men all day long. When a lady from such a noble family went out, she would never leave the carriage or sedan chair.
It was rare to see such a thing.
"Two ladies, what I said later is all heavenly secrets. You must not spread it to others.”
Ye Changqing took out a new teacup and handed it to Ao Tingxin, saying,"
"Ever since the end of the Shang Dynasty, when the three religions were in charge of the Investiture of the Gods and the rise of martial arts to conquer Zhou. The Three Pure Ones were bestowed with the Saint Fall Pill by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and Taoism began to decline.”
"At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, Laozi transformed into a Hu and left Hangu Pass. He wanted to fight for a chance of survival for Taoism. In the end, the eldest disciple of the Tribe of Severity, the Abundant Treasures Daoist, directly fled to Buddhism and transformed into the Tathagata Buddha.”
"From now on, the rise of the Buddhist Sect cannot be stopped.”
A strange light flashed in Yang Chan's eyes.
She had personally experienced the God Sealing Tribulation, but only a few immortals who had experienced the tribulation knew the secrets.
Why did this tea shop owner know so much? It was like a treasure to him.
"Boss, what does the rise of Buddhism have to do with the decline of incense in the Goddess Temple?”
Ye Changqing crossed his legs and said,
"The two Saints of the West are not people who know their place. Now, the Hinayana Buddhism in the Central Plains could no longer satisfy the requirements of Buddhism.”
"The spread of Buddhism to the east and the rise of Buddhism are imminent.”
"The rise of Buddhism naturally corresponds to the decline of Taoism. As a Taoist immortal, the Holy Mother will naturally be affected by the rise of Buddhism.”
"Think about it. There are 380 temples in the mountain. All the temples worship Amitabha. Who would come to the Goddess Temple to burn incense?”
……
"Gulp!"
Ao Tingxin swallowed the tea leaves without realizing it. She met Yang Chan's equally shocked gaze and felt a chill run down her spine.
There were 380 temples in the mountain, and all of them worshipped Amitabha!
This was simply the doomsday of Taoism!
They didn't even dare to think about such a thing!
Where did this shop owner come from? How could he be so clear about the general trend of Buddhism?
He was clearly in the tea house, but he could predict the Immortal Tribulation!
If that day really came, the Goddess Temple would gradually disappear from people's memories, not to mention the incense dying.
Just as Yang Chan and Ao Tingxin were in shock, Ye Changqing's voice was heard again.
"If the Taoist gods are willing to fight for it, perhaps Taoism will have a chance. It was a pity that the Three Pure Ones were in seclusion, and there were no Sages to hold the fort. The other Perfected Golden Immortals were all afraid of the Two Sages of the West and were hiding in their cave abodes, unwilling to make a move.”
"I'm afraid that when the time comes, Daoism will be like the current Dragon Clan.”
Ao Tingxin was dumbfounded. She could hardly believe her ears, and her heart was in turmoil.
"This person is too terrifying. He actually knows so many secrets! Could it be…Could it be that he was not an ordinary tea shop owner, but an old monster who had reincarnated?”
Yang Chan was also in shock. It took her a long time to recover from her shock and muttered to herself.
"Is it impossible to stop the rise of Buddhism?”
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