Hearing this, Elder Changsheng, clad in monk's robes, applied a little force beneath his feet and likewise walked through the air, swiftly overtaking the several elders beside him. He answered, "Amitabha, this old monk is well. Abbess Jingyi... eh? Congratulations, Abbess Jingyi! You have actually broken through your bottleneck and risen to another level of cultivation. A joyous occasion indeed!"
Alliance Leader Zhang, who had just been nearly shoulder to shoulder with Elder Changsheng, now strode forward in great strides. He was actually using one of the rare supreme lightness skills of the martial world—Shrinking Ground into Inches—and was not much slower than Elder Changsheng. When Elder Changsheng finished speaking, he clasped his hands and said, "Zhang San of the Righteous Path Alliance has come especially to pay his respects to Abbess Jingyi!"
Abbess Jingyi smiled. "You two fellow cultivators have come from afar without regard for the journey. This old woman is deeply grateful!"
Then she said to Zhang San, "Alliance Leader Zhang, it has only been a few years since we last met, yet you have actually mastered the peerless lightness skill Shrinking Ground into Inches. That is truly rare and precious!"
Zhang San replied modestly, "Not at all. Compared with Abbess Jingyi's cultivation, this lightness skill of mine is merely a petty path!"
"I would not dare say so. All martial arts, though ten thousand streams flow, return to one source. In the end, they all reach the same height!"
As they spoke, the great distance was crossed beneath their feet, and they arrived before Abbess Jingyi. Zhang San said again, "I had thought that once we entered Dianchi Lake, we would have reached the Incense-Passing Cult. Yet after walking for so long, we still arrived only now. The Incense-Passing Cult truly is a paradise among men!"