His parents had gone back to their hometown to enjoy their happy life as a couple. Pan Long, the third wheel, naturally couldn't go back and disturb them. So he obediently stayed on Peaceful Peach Mountain and focused on his cultivation.
Although his ancestor Ren Changsheng didn't know the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, he was, after all, a Great Grandmaster at the very peak of the True Person Realm. He had seen much and possessed profound cultivation. Whenever Pan Long ran into a problem while cultivating and asked him for guidance, he usually got an answer.
Interestingly, some of Ren Changsheng's views differed from Grandmaster Taishang's. Sometimes Pan Long would ask Grandmaster Taishang a question, receive a different answer, and pass it on to Ren Changsheng. Ren Changsheng would remain unmoved, without the slightest inclination to say, "The grandmaster must be right."
"Grandmaster Taishang isn't all that special," Ren Changsheng said casually when Pan Long asked him about it. "He attained the Dao early, when many paths were still open to him. Even so, he waited until he was old and near death before finally taking the last step. As for me... in my lifetime, I've been capable of taking that last step five or six times, only to find that someone had already claimed the path."
"In other words, if he and I had traded places, I would have become one of the Immortals and Buddhas long ago, while he could only have died of old age. Why should I assume he's always right?"
"But Grandmaster Taishang has been one of the Immortals and Buddhas for years. Surely the knowledge he's accumulated is extraordinary?"
"Yes. When it comes to breadth of knowledge, I'm far behind him," Ren Changsheng said. "But in Wisdom, insight, and the ability to analyze and understand