They said that those who studied miscellaneous arts were all madmen. For this Divine Son of the Feixia Sect to be able to painstakingly study the Pill Dao for hundreds of thousands of years—such perseverance was something few could match.
From this alone, it could be seen that he truly was obsessed with the Pill Dao.
Qin Fengming looked at Xing Luo kneeling in worship before him, thoughts flashing through his mind. No matter what this Divine Son's character was like, just this temperament alone meant he would certainly achieve something on the path of the Pill Dao.
"Divine Son Xing Luo, please rise. This Qin cannot be your Master. Even counting every last bit, I have studied the Pill Dao for no more than ten thousand years. Even if I were to take a disciple, that would be after I became a Saint Master of the Pill Alliance. If Divine Son is willing, this Qin can discuss the Pill Dao together with you."
The other party was sincere, but Qin Fengming did not want to take a disciple. With a wave of his hand, a mass of aura wrapped around Divine Son Xing Luo and forcibly helped him to his feet.
"What? You have studied the Pill Dao for no more than ten thousand years, yet you already possess such Pill Dao attainment? On that point alone, being Xing Luo's Master would not be the least bit undeserved." Xing Luo was helped up by Qin Fengming, but when he heard Qin Fengming's words, he immediately tried to kneel again. However, Qin Fengming forcibly held him back.
It was not only Divine Son Xing Luo. When the tens of thousands of cultivators present heard Qin Fengming's words, they were once again deeply shaken.
Especially the people of the Pill Alliance—the