The gentle breeze blows apart the thin mist, rendering the Heaven Palace above three parts clearer.
Ge Zu dispelled the confusion and withdrew his gaze, showing a serious expression:
"Has the outside world produced a new cultivation method?"
Ge Jiantai shook his head.
Ge Zu was disappointed.
Ge Jiantai paused again.
Ge Zu's eyes brightened, stroked his beard with a smile: "Is it indeed no longer the Four Gates and Seven Paths? Alas, decades of slumber, talents from successive generations arise, I haven't caught the good times.
Jiantai, as the Daoist Master of the Tower-watching Platform, you must not stick to old conventions. The ancestral methods should change if they must, embrace the sea and gather all rivers, absorb what must be absorbed, change what must be changed, lest you hinder the disciples' future! Are there other elders obstructing, you tell..."
