"No, since I have sensed the upper dantian, then once I build the foundation, isn't it the foundation of the immortal product?"

Xiao Chen thought of something and looked at the old fortune teller.

"Why did you just say that I might be a foundation building for ordinary people?"

"Building foundations of immortal products is not just about sensing the upper dantian, but also other... building foundations is a big deal, so you have to make complete preparations."

The old fortune teller explained.

"But for you, the foundation building of the immortal product is not a big problem... the magic product, try it!"

"Not to try, it's certain!"

Xiao Chen said seriously.

"Even you are a demigod, I will definitely surpass you and surpass you. It is impossible to be inferior to you!"

"Haha, OK, I'll wait and see."

The old fortune teller saw that Xiao Chen was so confident, and nodded with a smile.

"Old fortune teller, do you say that Lao Xiao and the others are all ordinary-quality foundation building. How much is the foundation building in the sky outside the sky?"

Xiao Chen thought for a while and asked.

He still wants to know more about Tianwaitian.

Only by knowing oneself and one’s enemy can one win every battle.

"Not many, only some major forces have it."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"It is already rare to build the foundation of immortals. All those who can build the foundation of immortals are monsters, and they are dragons and phoenixes among people!"

When Xiao Chen heard the old fortune teller, he looked strange: "Old fortune teller, why do I feel like you are praising yourself in a corner? You have surpassed the immortals and are a demigod."

"Haha, I can do this because of a great opportunity."

The old fortune teller laughed a few times, feeling a little satisfied.

"Of course, I never deny that I am very good."

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and nodded.

"I know now that I am so thick-skinned, what's going on? It turns out that I've learned it from you."

“…”

The old fortune teller rolled his eyes, too lazy to take on this.

"Old fortune teller, the foundation building is divided into seven levels. What level is Lao Xiao?"

Xiao Chen was curious that his combat power should be comparable to that of Lao Xiao, and even if he was strong, he would not be much stronger.

"Xiao Yi is the fourth level of foundation building."

The old fortune teller thought for a while and said.

"Or, the peak of the middle stage of the innate stage."

"Fourth level, mid-term peak...what about Wu Cheng? I feel that Wu Cheng should not be weaker than the old Dragon King."

Xiao Chen asked again.

"Wu Cheng and the Old Dragon King are barely considered as the fifth level of foundation building."

The old fortune teller replied.

"They probably haven't sensed the upper dantian yet, or rather, vaguely sensed it."

"Fourth level, fifth level...it seems that at a small realm, the combat power is much worse."

Xiao Chen was surprised. He didn't forget how difficult it was when they fought against the Old Dragon King.

"Of course, do you think one level and one level are just talking about playing? Dark force, transformation force, innate... The later, the more difficult it will be for cross-border combat!"

The old fortune teller nodded.

"When Wu Cheng senses the upper dantian, his combat power will be improved a little!"

"Is there any innate level six or seven in the ancient martial arts world?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"have."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"However, very few."

"What about you?"

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller, and he was the most curious about this.

The strength of the old fortune teller and the age of the old fortune teller are something he has always been curious about.

"Me? Hehe, in the words of the ancient martial arts world, that is the innate. What kind of strength do you think I have?"

The old fortune teller smiled.

"Above the innate? Golden Pill Realm?"

Xiao Chen's eyes shrank.

"No, the ancient martial arts world has very little understanding of innate nature. Those who are stronger than ordinary innate nature will call them 'above the innate'. Only a few people know the concept of the division of the seventh level of heaven, and they don't even know how many levels of heaven they are."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"Don't ask too much, you just need to know that my current strength is just like playing against you."

“…”

Xiao Chen was speechless. If he didn't say anything, he wouldn't say anything. He had to make a comparison!

Excessive!

"Remember, martial arts and spiritual souls complement each other. Even if they do not go hand in hand, they cannot be much different. Otherwise, no matter how strong the spiritual soul is, they cannot improve their realm. It is impossible to have martial arts cultivation in the two levels of heaven and the power of the sixth and seventh levels of souls."

The old fortune teller thought of something and reminded him.

"I said that some people are good at cultivating martial arts, and some are good at cultivating gods. That's relatively speaking, it's not much different!"

"I see."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"The innate power of the ancient martial arts world may not have changed much in the past few decades, because the soul is too weak?"

"Yes, especially the innate battles in the ancient martial arts world, most of them use the power of heaven and earth, so the role of the soul is particularly important!"

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Old Xiao is in the fourth level, where is Duanmu Yu's weak innate nature?"

Although Xiao Chen felt that it was a bit bad for everyone to be dead, it was always mentioned, especially at this time.

But he was curious and wanted to understand the situation of the innate realm.

"Is weak innate, the first level of innate?"

"That's right."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"And, it's hard to improve any further, it's always so weak."

"Okay, then he is also a mortal?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"Morning? You look up to him... He is just a waste."

The old fortune teller said lightly.

“Scrap?”

Xiao Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, saying that was a bit too much.

If Duanmuyu were alive, I heard it, I don’t know what it would be like.

"Old fortune teller, everyone is dead, so let's not say that."

"You asked, not me... and what I told the truth is that it has to do with him after he died."

The old fortune teller took a sip of tea.

"The scrap is not good? OK, then it's 'faulty' or 'fake'?"

“…”

Xiao Chen felt that fortunately Duanmuyu was dead, otherwise... it was a natural person, and being said to him would be pissed to death.

It seems that this waste product is innate, no, this weak product cannot be regarded as a person, otherwise he will never be quiet after death and will be despised.
To be continued...