A strange light flashed in Dijiang's eyes.
"Does Fairy Qingqing have any ideas about my path to attaining the Dao?"
When they had attended the feast on Calf-Hugging Mountain, they had all learned that Qingqing had helped Zhen Yuanzi break through his bottleneck. Now that it was his turn, Dijiang naturally thought of Zhou Qingqing first.
They had already learned the Twelve Capital Divine Thunder Method from Zhou Qingqing, so asking her how to attain the Dao was perfectly natural.
VOCAL.
Had Dijiang given up thinking altogether?
Zhou Qingqing found it unbelievable that Dijiang was even asking her about attaining the Dao.
But when she considered her current primordial spirit cultivation, it suddenly seemed reasonable.
Master was not here.
As the First Disciple of Daoism, she was the second person capable of calculating everything without omission. There was nothing wrong with asking her.
Unfortunately, I have absolutely no idea right now.
The Three Pure Ones found it amusing when they heard that their disciple had no ideas in her heart.
Because of the shift in the greater tide, Fate had completely taken the Witch Race down a fork in the road. The scenery along this path was entirely different from that in Zhou Qingqing's original trajectory.
It was perfectly normal for Qingqing to have no ideas now.
Even if Dijiang came to ask the Three Pure Ones, they probably could do no more than play dumb.
In the eyes of the Three Pure Ones, Qingqing being able to help so many beings attain sainthood was already an extraordinary achievement.
What they were curious about was what Qingqing planned to do next.
"If you want to attain sainthood, your states of mind are still far too impetuous."
"I have brought some junior brothers and sisters with me. First, find those among