"Unless you have the talent to become a divine beast, Xuandan Pavilion will not focus on training?" Qin Ming asked doubtfully.
"Not bad!" Liang Er nodded.
¡°So, doesn¡¯t it mean that there are many divine beast-level alchemists in the Xuandan Pavilion?¡± Qin Ming asked in return.
"Yeah!" Liang Er nodded again, "otherwise, how could Xuandan Pavilion be one of the most powerful forces in the Supreme World? It is precisely because it has the ability to cultivate powerful people in the realm of divine beasts."
"In the entire Supreme World, there are not many forces with this ability. The Forging Guild is one, the Xuandan Pavilion is one, and the Formation Guild. In the entire Supreme World, there are no more than 100 warriors who have the ability to cultivate powerful warriors in the Divine Beast Realm in large numbers. Both hands."
"Then where did they go?" Qin Ming asked again doubtfully.
Although Yin Hensong told him not to ask about this secret before, Qin Ming still couldn't help but think about where they went?
"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Liang Er smiled lightly, "I am not obsessed with the realm of mythical beasts like Yin Hensong. I am very clear about my talent. It is impossible for me to break through to the realm of mythical beasts in this life."
"Forcibly demanding yourself will only lead to a dead end."
"There are so many more talented geniuses than me in this world, and they are all trying desperately to break through to the realm of divine beasts. None of them can break through, let alone me."
Qin Ming could hear the helplessness in Liang'er's words. With Liang's genius level talent, how could he not want to break through to the realm of divine beasts?
It¡¯s just that Liang¡¯er knows very well that even if he goes all out and fights to the death, there is not much hope.
Yin Hensong is stronger than Liang Er in terms of martial arts talent and alchemy talent. Yin Hensong failed to break through. You can imagine how difficult it is to break through.
It was a wise choice for Liang to give up.
But to make this wise choice, Liang has to pay a lot.
Qin Ming could hear the reluctance in his words, as well as the deep helplessness.
At this moment, Yin Hensong came out.
He didn¡¯t seem to be in a very high mood, and his face was a little sad.
"After so many years, she hasn't found anyone again. She has been waiting for me." Yin Hensong murmured to himself, guilt overflowing from his words.
Qin Ming, who was on the side, gently patted Yin Hensong on the shoulder.
He can understand Yin Hensong very well. The deeper Meng Zhi's feelings for him, the deeper his guilt becomes.
If Yin Hensong is not injured, then he and Meng Zhi may be able to go back to the past and make up for what they have owed over the years.
"But Yin Hensong was seriously injured and didn't have long to live. If he returns to Mengzhi now, he will be even more hurt when life and death are separated in the future.
Qin Ming can understand Yin Hensong's helpless mood.
Qin Ming has never seen Yin Hensong like this before. In Qin Ming's heart, Yin Hensong has always been a highly respected elder who taught countless alchemists. The warriors in Haoyuan City respect him very much.
After Qin Ming came to Haoyuan City, he also received a lot of help from Yin Hensong.
¡° All along, in Qin Ming¡¯s heart, Yin Hensong has always been a stand-alone person who can bravely face no matter how difficult it is.
Even though Yin Hensong doesn¡¯t have many days left to live, he has always been thinking about the Xuandan Pavilion in Haoyuan City. In order to keep the Xuandan Pavilion, he tried every means to invite him to become a direct disciple.
As a dying man who dedicated his remaining time to Xuandan Pavilion, it was natural for Yin Hensong to be respected by the warriors of Haoyuan City.
Yin Hensong is not even afraid of death, but he is only afraid of Mengzhi. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com