Too Naive, Too Young!
Even discussing the Dao required paying attention to the setting, didn't it?
Under ordinary circumstances, Fellow Daoists would find a quiet, elegant place to discuss the Dao.
They would burn incense and serve tea while two or more Fellow Daoists drank tea and discussed the Dao.
The tea couldn't be ordinary Spirit-Vein Jade Tea, either. Ideally, it would be something like Enlightenment Tea, which could bring the Fellow Daoists fresh inspiration as they discussed the Dao.
As for the standards of a Profound Sage Dao Discussion, they were even higher. Usually, heaven and earth would serve as the chessboard, while the sun, moon, and stars became the pieces. One had to ascend into outer space to discuss the profound and mysterious Great Dao.
But what was with Profound Sage Tyrannical Song's urgent voice?
Was he really going to discuss the Dao right at the Immortal Chef Banquet?
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song. Discussing the Dao here isn't quite appropriate..." Three Cycles Sage Lord waved his feather fan, preparing to say a few words.
At that moment, the urgent voice from Profound Sage Tyrannical Song spoke again. "Stop fussing over every little thing, Three Cycles Profound Sage. You're just too formulaic. One rule after another—on the surface, it looks elegant and high-class, but in reality, your rules have invisibly bound you. That's no good. If you want to break through to Ninth Grade, you have to cast aside many old things, old rules, and old ideas. If necessary, you can even abandon your body!"
Three Cycles Sage Lord's heart stirred, and the feather fan in his hand came to a halt.
Why did it feel as though Profound Sage Tyrannical Song understood him so well? As if he knew him inside and out?
Profound Sage Tyrannical Song's