"Why are you asking me this question now, do you······ You want to be a god?" the mysterious little beggar spoke really interestingly.

However, this can be regarded as concise, not only is there such a big fear as this strange Wuxian County Li Mansion Master Li brought to Wang Xiaomeng's heart, Wang Xiaomeng listened to the words of this mysterious little beggar, and couldn't help but sneer: "Yes, of course I want to be an immortal, in this world, how many people don't want to be immortals? ”。

Indeed, what Wang Xiaomeng said must be very reasonable, and it is true that in this world, how many people do not want to be immortals, so in this case, Wang Xiaomeng does not feel that there is a problem with what he says.

But on the other hand, does this mysterious little beggar say this, does it confirm Wang Xiaomeng's previous conjecture, is this really possible to be an immortal cultivator in the Northern Song Dynasty?

Of course, even if this is the case, then, Wang Xiaomeng made a bold guess, this mysterious little beggar's immortal cultivation level is not estimated to be high, otherwise, he would not be so skinny and destitute.

"You are also kind to me, and you seem to have some immortal fate, I might as well tell you, cultivating immortals, it is not easy, once you enter the door, you have to persevere, until you reach the limit you can reach, my limit, ridiculous, is to build a foundation. The mysterious little beggar said with some self-deprecation.

Wang Xiaomeng really had some thunder on this sentence, because, he originally thought that this little beggar was at most the lowest level of immortal cultivation, where did he think that people still said that the immortal cultivator of the foundation building realm, then, before the foundation was built, there was no lower level of immortal cultivation?

"Zhuji, you might as well tell me, for immortal cultivators, from the initial level of immortal cultivation at the beginning to the top level of immortal cultivation later, what is it like, I will thank you again. Wang Xiaomeng said calmly, and Wang Xiaomeng probably guessed that this time, this little beggar should not refuse his request.

Because, no matter what, this mysterious little beggar is in the mountain temple, and there are so many friends to take care of, he has no reason not to accept Wang Xiaomeng's help, and now Wang Xiaomeng, but it is not that he stole an almost empty wallet on the street, the poor boy in the mountain village, the current Wang Xiaomeng, but the new aunt of the Li Mansion in Wuxian County, this is a genuine thing.

"Cultivating immortals, practicing qi is the foundation, and then building the foundation. The mysterious little beggar also said calmly, although he is not very old, but his personality is still relatively old, it may be because this mysterious little beggar takes care of so many people after all, so it is easier to understand that his personality is older.

When Wang Xiaomeng heard this, his eyebrows furrowed, and he felt that things were not simple: "Building a foundation······?

"I don't know, my master taught me the method of cultivating immortals, and he told me that my life is to build a foundation, because my immortal cultivation spirit vein also supports the foundation building and cultivation, so for my good, he didn't tell me about the level of immortal cultivation in the future, of course, I don't dare to rush down to cultivate. The mysterious little beggar said truthfully.

Wang Xiaomeng is still willing to believe what this mysterious little beggar said, because Wang Xiaomeng really can't think clearly, the words have already come to this point, what reason does this mysterious little beggar have to lie to him.

"Cultivating the Immortal Spiritual Vein? If you don't cultivate the Immortal Spiritual Vein, won't you be able to cultivate?"

"Probably so······"

"What do you mean by probably!?" Wang Xiaomeng was a little anxious.

However, no matter how Wang Xiaomeng asked, now this mysterious little beggar can only say so much, so Wang Xiaomeng is also helpless, it is impossible to torture this mysterious little beggar.

After saying so much, Wang Xiaomeng finally remembered to ask the name of this mysterious little beggar, and said contemplatively: "Little brother, after talking so much, what is your name?"

"My name is Chen Fei, you can call me Ah Fei. The mysterious little beggar said.

Indeed, Wang Xiaomeng is now saying that he has gradually stepped into some thresholds for cultivating immortals, at least, he feels that he can completely worship this little Ah Fei as his master, and then say that he is going to learn some moves for cultivating immortals, even if it is to say basic moves, then, Wang Xiaomeng is also satisfied, because at this moment, Wang Xiaomeng really said that these moves for cultivating immortals that can be selected are really too few and too few.

Therefore, Wang Xiaomeng has basically reached a point where the so-called choice is good, in such a situation, of course, no matter how you say it, it must be said that you need to slowly do your own things to the extreme, and then go to see the situation, whether there is a chance to turn things around.

"Chen Fei, can you tell me what is the method of cultivating immortals that your master taught you? Wang Xiaomeng is also telling the truth, after all, he and this little beggar Chen Fei don't need to be too restrained, these words, Wang Xiaomeng would never dare to say these words to this strange Master Li of the Li Mansion in Wuxian County.

Chen Fei did not rush to answer Wang Xiaomeng's question, but said that he stretched out a hand.

Wang Xiaomeng didn't react to this action for a while, and said after a while: "Hmm, little brother Chen Fei, what does this mean? You rejected me?"

Chen Fei smiled lightly and shook his head, obviously, this time Wang Xiaomeng guessed wrong, Chen Fei obviously didn't mean this, he stretched out a hand and it was interesting.

Wang Xiaomeng pondered for a long time, and then said: "Well, I understand, you want money, do you want five taels of silver?"

When Chen Fei heard this, he couldn't help but glance at his mouth, and seemed to be a little displeased.

"Fifty taels!?" Although Wang Xiaomeng said that he is now the uncle of the Li Mansion of Wuxian County, which is rich and noble, it stands to reason that it is only fifty taels, so it is not enough to say that Wang Xiaomeng is so surprised, but fortunately, in front of this little beggar Chen Fei, if he says that in front of others, he is afraid that he will show flaws, and he will make jokes.

Chen Fei shook his head, obviously, Wang Xiaomeng's bid did not reach the price in the heart of Chen Fei, the little beggar.