"That's not right. Since I have already sensed the upper Dantian, then when I build the foundation, isn't it the immortal foundation building?"

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

"Why did you just say that I might be a mortal foundation builder?"

"The foundation building of the Immortal Grade is not only about sensing the upper Dantian, but also other... foundation building is a big deal, so you have to be fully prepared."

The old fortune teller explained.

"But for you, it's not a big problem to build the foundation of Immortal Grade... Divine Grade, give it a try!"

"It's not about trying, it's about affirmation!"

Xiao Chen said seriously.

"Even you are a semi-divine. I will definitely be better than the others. There is no way I can be inferior to you!"

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

Seeing Xiao Chen's confidence, the old fortune teller smiled and nodded.

"Old fortune teller, you said that Lao Xiao and the others are all mortal foundation builders. How many immortal foundation builders were there that day?"

Xiao Chen thought for a while and asked.

He still wanted to know more about Tianwaitian.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.

"Not many, only some big forces have them."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"Building a foundation with an immortal grade is already very rare. Those who can build a foundation with an immortal grade are all evildoers. They are dragons and phoenixes among men!"

Hearing the old fortune teller's words, Xiao Chen looked strange: "Old fortune teller, why do I feel that you are praising yourself in a roundabout way? You have surpassed the immortal level and are a semi-divine level."

"Haha, I am able to do this because I have great opportunities."

The old fortune teller laughed a few times, feeling somewhat complacent.

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

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and nodded.

"Now I know why I am so thick-skinned. It turns out I learned it from you."

"..."

The old fortune teller rolled his eyes and was too lazy to answer the question.

"Old fortune teller, there are seven levels of foundation building. So what level is Old Xiao?"

Xiao Chen was curious. His combat power should be comparable to that of Lao Xiao. Even if he was strong, he wouldn't be much stronger.

"Xiao Yi can only build the fourth level of foundation."

The old fortune teller thought for a while and said.

"In other words, the peak of the innate middle 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.

"Wucheng and the old Dragon King can barely be regarded as the fifth level of foundation building."

The old fortune teller replied.

"They probably haven't sensed the Upper Dantian yet, or in other words, they have vaguely sensed it."

"Fourth level, fifth level... It seems that the combat power of a small realm is quite different."

Xiao Chen was surprised. He had not forgotten how difficult it was when they fought against the old Dragon King.

"That's of course. Do you think that one layer and one layer of heaven is just a joke? Dark energy, transformation energy, innate...the further back, the more difficult it will be to fight across borders!"

The old fortune teller nodded.

"When Wu Cheng senses the Dantian, his combat power will increase even more!"

"In the world of ancient martial arts, are there any people at the sixth or seventh level of Xiantian?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"have."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"However, very few."

"What about you?"

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

He has always been curious about the old fortune teller's strength and age.

"Me? Haha, in the words of the ancient martial arts world, it is above the innate. What kind of strength do you think I am?"

The old fortune teller smiled.

"Above the innate world? Golden elixir realm?"

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed.

"No, the ancient martial arts world knows very little about innates. Those who are stronger than ordinary innates are called 'above innates'. Only a few people know the concept of seven heavens, and they don't even know which heaven they are.

."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"Don't ask any more questions. You just need to know that with my current strength, beating you is just a joke."

"..."

Xiao Chen was speechless. If he didn’t want to say something, he wouldn’t say it. He still had to make a comparison!

Too much!

"Remember, martial arts and the soul complement each other. Even if they don't go hand in hand, they can't be too different. Otherwise, no matter how strong the soul is, it will not be able to improve its realm. It is impossible to have the martial arts cultivation of the second heaven and the sixth or seventh level of the soul.

force."

The old fortune teller thought of something and warned.

"I said some people are good at martial arts, and some are good at spiritual cultivation. That's relative, there won't be much difference!"

"I see."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"For the innately powerful people in the ancient martial arts world, their combat power may not have changed much in decades. Is it because their souls are too weak?"

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

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Lao Xiao is at the fourth level, but what about Duan Muyu, the weak innate?"

Although Xiao Chen felt that it was a bit bad to always mention people who were dead, especially at this time.

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

"Weak innate, is it the first level of innate?"

"That's right."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Besides, it's difficult to improve again, it's always so weak."

"Okay, then is he also a mortal?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"Fanpin? You think so highly of him...he is just a loser."

The old fortune teller said calmly.

"Scrap?"

Xiao Chen twitched his lips, saying that was a bit too much.

If Duan Muyu were alive and heard this, I don’t know how he would feel.

"Old fortune teller, people are dead, so let's stop saying that."

"You asked, not me... Besides, I told the truth. It has nothing to do with him being dead."

The old fortune teller took a sip of tea.

"Trash products don't sound good? Okay, let's call them 'defective' or 'fake'?"

"..."
To be continued...