From the thirty-three days of the sky to the underworld of the Nine Netherworld, as long as Ye Qing wants to hear, the sound of all things can be heard.

If Ye Qing wants to practice Taoism, he must practice the supreme way.

The highest way in the world is Hongjun Daozu, Zixiao Palace.

But now Zixiao Palace is closed and the Taoist Ancestor is not revealed, so Ye Qing naturally has no eavesdropping.

On the contrary, Laojun, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jie Yin, and Zhunti have all become saints one after another and often preach to their subordinates, but Ye Qing can eavesdrop on them.

"If I want to hear, even if the saint preaches, I can't hide it from me. However, the saint's supernatural powers may be discovered by the saint if I eavesdrop on it." Ye Qing began to think secretly.

Who can allow these six saints to eavesdrop on the great way?

After a careful analysis, Ye Qing understood.

"The Master of Tongtian Sect transforms all things, and there is a grand scene of thousands of immortals coming to pay tribute to the Biyou Palace. This saint is so grand that he accepts disciples and embraces all rivers. If I eavesdrop on the magic of Shangqing Immortals, Tongtian Sect Master will definitely not blame me."

"I am the Liu'er Mihou, and I am the demon clan. The supreme man, Nuwa, is the leader of the demon clan, and I am also her citizen. If Nuwa Palace preaches the great way, I should be able to eavesdrop."

"The West is leading the way, and the two saints of Cundi are worried that the Western magic cannot be spread eastward. It is the time when the doctrine is broadcast, so those who will definitely come will not refuse. If I eavesdrop, the two Western saints should not care about me."

"Old Jun of the Eight Scenery Palace... Laojun is not good at distinguishing his attitude. There is only one thing. Since it is Wuwei, if I eavesdrop on Taiqing Immortal Art, even if Laojun is unhappy, at most he will block me. He should not cause trouble for this little thing."

Ye Qing was so brave that he made up his mind at once that he wanted to eavesdrop on the preaching of the five saints!

Only Yuanshi Tianzun. Ye Qing knew that this saint did not like the rare saint, and he would definitely not be able to get into the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun, so don’t want to eavesdrop.

After deciding the practice plan, Ye Qing was not in a hurry.

Before the five saints could preach, they were like a wild monkey, picking many spiritual fruits and grasses in nearby forests, and they all hoarded them as food in the cave.

After all, Ye Qing had just transformed and had no cultivation, so he could not fast.

Before time knew it, a month passed, and the spiritual fruits and grasses that Ye Qing had accumulated were enough for him to eat for several years. The world of prehistoric world is full of spiritual energy, and even if these fruits are left for ten or eight years, there is no need to worry about rotting.

One day, Ye Qing was eating fruits, and his six-ear magical power suddenly heard the far west, with great compassion, great wisdom, and great mystery echoing faintly.

"The Western leader worked hard and started talking so soon." Ye Qing was secretly happy.

The West is poor, and it is naturally harder to attract the two leaders, broadcasting doctrines, otherwise how to compete with the Eastern Masters.

At this moment, in the distant West, in the Great Leiyin Temple.

On the twelve-grade lotus platform, the leader was guided to the river of eloquence, talking about the wonderful way of lotus flowers in the Pure Land.

The Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and monks under their seats were happy when they heard the Tao and showed compassion on their faces. However, in the end, there were only a few hundred people, which added a bit of loneliness to the solemn and solemn Daleiyin Temple.

Suddenly, someone walked quickly into Daleiyin Temple.

Judging from his dress, he was neither Buddha, nor Taoism, nor Confucianism. He held a branch in his hand and went straight to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and came to the leader of the guidance.

"The senior brother preached, but there were Eastern guests listening. My Western magic leaked so much, so why would that person be dealt with?" Zhun asked.

"Amitabha." Cunti said the Buddha's name and shook his head slightly: "When will the mystery you and I have realized be passed down to the east? Now that someone has found the method of fate, the junior brother cannot stop him. Besides, the junior brother has the opportunity to recruit apes as disciples in the future, and attain the position of fighting and defeating the Buddha's fruit, and protect me in the West."

When Zhunti heard this, he calculated a little and thought to himself that it was indeed the case.

At this moment, he did not pursue Ye Qing's guilt of eavesdropping on the Western Patriots, but instead sat side by side with the leader of Guizhi and preached.

The two sect leaders preached, and when they saw lotus and Bodhi, they each had their own mystery.

The Western disciples were overjoyed. I wonder why they had such benefits today, but they even bothered the two leaders to preach together!

"Ah! I've made a big profit." Ye Qing laughed in his heart as he listened to the Western leader preaching.

It seems that the two saints mistakenly regard themselves as Sun Wukong.

But in this way, Ye Qing can eavesdrop on Western magic in the future and become more unscrupulous.

Half a year passed in a flash, and Western saints stopped speaking.

Ye Qing listened to the sermon and practiced. In just half a year, the golden elixir was condensed!

"Guan Mingyue didn't know how long she had been practicing before she finally condensed the golden elixir. I had formed the elixir in just half a year. If she knew, she would probably be angry to death."

Ye Qing remembered another person, Chu Ning.

Has she also entered this world to practice, but she didn't know which teacher she had worshipped and what was her current state?

A few days later, there was another movement in Biyou Palace.

The leader of Tongtian Sect preached the Shangqing Taoist Dharma. Tens of thousands of disciples of Jie Sect gathered in Biyou Palace to listen to the lecture. For a moment, the atmosphere was magnificent, far better than the previous Western sects.

Ye Qing was still not polite and used the six-ear magical power to eavesdrop.

As a result, eavesdropping was also very smooth.

The Tongtian Sect Master preached, without being hindered by external objects at all, the weather was extraordinary and all-encompassing.

Ye Qing was fascinated by the sound of hearing it until he suddenly heard a chuckle!

"Haha, this monkey is very interesting."

It turned out that this was actually the voice of the leader of Tongtian, and only Ye Qing could hear it.

Ye Qing scratched his head embarrassedly and blushed very rarely.

But the leader of Tongtian did not care about him. After this kind chuckle, he just ended his preaching with a calm and gentle breeze.

Ye Qing counted the time by counting the time, and half a year passed.

His cultivation has skyrocketed. He has even lost his mortal fetus and has already achieved immortality!

"It is indeed incredible that the saint preached. In a year, I actually had the cultivation of the Earth Immortal! Now, Guan Mingyue must be far behind me!"

Immortality level: Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Gold Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, Quasi-saint, Hunyuan Daluo Saint!

Ye Qing successfully stepped into the path of immortality, and there was a sense of heaven and earth in the dark.

"I can no longer hide in the cave, I have to go out for a while." Ye Qing said this, then changed into a Taoist appearance and walked out of the cave where he had been hiding for a year.

He was thinking, why not go to the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain to find Guan Mingyue to see how she is now cultivating.

If so, it would be better to take her away from the Empress Shiji. Otherwise, if Nezha is born several years later, he will not say that if he is killed, he will not be able to keep Mingyue in mind.

Ye Qing stepped out of the cave and was about to fly into the clouds when he suddenly heard a sound coming from above his head.

"Young friend took off his mortal fetus and became a local immortal. I am very happy. I have been waiting here for a long time, but I thought my friend didn't come out so soon."

Ye Qing looked up and saw that the man was neither Confucianism nor Taoism nor monk, holding a branch in his hand.

"Oh! Why is it the Saint of Zhunti?" Ye Qing recognized Zhunti at a glance, and knew that he was holding the saint's magic weapon "Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree"!

Ye Qing did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly bowed and bowed: "Ye Qing, who has seen the Saint of Zhunti in the prehistoric world."

Zhunti was also stunned when he heard this, and then he looked happy: "My friend can recognize me at a glance. It is indeed a fate with my Western religion! Come back to Daleiyin Temple with me. This sect has the position of fighting and defeating Buddha. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Damn?

This guy wants me to be a monk?!

Ye Qing was confused and was so scared that he almost turned around and ran away!
Chapter completed!