"Thank you, Junior Martial Uncle."
Li Qingyun once again bowed deeply, his heart also filled with some astonishment.
In their batch of the Dragon and Phoenix List, up to now, there had actually been three Golden Pill Monks, which could be said to be both strange and marvelous.
Unfortunately, apart from himself, the Qiyu Sect was unable to make full use of them.
"Your master has been doing well these years, pursuing his own Nascent Soul path."
Jiang Ding knew what was on his mind and comforted him, "Although it is fraught with dangers and one might perish along the way, there is indeed a slight chance to reach the path, which is much better than the Ancestor Master from two thousand years ago.
We, as Cultivators, are lucky to have such opportunities. Do not worry about him."
It was different from his own semi-cooperative process of growth.
