Arriving at the study, Xiao Chen took out many ancient books from the Chaos Realm, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything suitable.

Most of these are top-level mental methods and combat skills, none of which are popular.

It’s not that he is reluctant to use these top-level mental methods and combat skills, but the higher the level of the things, the higher the requirements for the practitioners!

Therefore, he wanted to find a popular one to lay a foundation for them first, and then select the best ones from them to teach them the top ancient martial arts principles and combat skills.

If he took out the top-level ones right from the start, it would be estimated that only a few people would be able to become ancient martial arts practitioners.

"what to do……"

Xiao Chen frowned and felt a headache.

The situation of the Longmen members is different from that of the children in the orphanage. Everyone knows that one should practice martial arts early... The threshold for adult practice is already raised a lot.

Xiao Chen lit a cigarette. Zhao Feiying was coming soon. What should he do since he couldn't use his ancient martial arts skills?

"Um?"

Suddenly, he thought of something, slapped his thigh and stood up.

The old fortune teller is here, why don’t you go find him!

If I don’t have it, he must have it!

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen stopped hesitating and put all the things into the Chaos Realm. He quickly left the study and walked towards the old fortune teller's residence.

By the time he got there, the old fortune teller had already gotten up and was practicing boxing.

His movements are slow, not Tai Chi, but somewhat similar.

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and wanted to laugh... If the old fortune teller was thrown into the park right now, just an old man doing morning exercises, no one would have thought that he would be a peerless master!

The old fortune teller naturally noticed Xiao Chen coming, but he ignored him and continued practicing his boxing.

After finishing a set of punches, he slowly stopped and stood firmly.

"Well, the old fortune teller is indeed a peerless master. That aura... is absolutely awesome."

Xiao Chen clapped and flattered beside him.

"roll!"

The old fortune teller glared.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me, what's the matter?"

"Um, old fortune teller, I want to ask you if there is an ancient martial arts method that is suitable for most people to practice? The kind that is not too picky..."

Xiao Chen asked without further ado.

"What do you want this for?"

The old fortune teller is strange.

"I want to train a group of ancient martial arts practitioners. They don't need to reach too high a level. It will be enough if they can cultivate the middle to late stage of dark energy."

Xiao Chen said casually.

"What are you thinking? There are so many powers in the ancient martial arts world who have cultivated their mental methods for a lifetime and have only cultivated to the middle and late stages of dark energy... You are so powerful now and you are so arrogant. Are you looking down on those in the middle and late stages of dark energy?"

The old fortune teller glared.

"No, no, I didn't."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Old fortune teller, if you want to cultivate it, but you can't even cultivate the middle and late stages of dark energy, how miserable it would be."

"What do you want?"

The old fortune teller looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

Xiao Chen expressed his thoughts.

"If you had this much time, you could have bribed a large number of people in the ancient martial arts world. Why waste your energy on this?"

The old fortune teller was speechless.

"I believe that with your ability to deceive people, it is not difficult to deceive a group of ancient warriors to work for you. Is it necessary to do this? You are just letting them practice now, and their qualifications are uneven. No one knows when they will become ancient warriors. Is it necessary?"

"That's different. I can wait... There's no need to doubt their loyalty! Besides, if it really doesn't work, I won't use them to conquer the ancient martial arts world or the underground world, right? It shouldn't be a problem to destroy the mafia."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Also, I never fool others. That's my personal charm, understand?"

"Okay, okay, charm... heh."

The old fortune teller sneered and turned to walk into the house.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Xiao Chen quickly followed.

"I'll go write you a mental method."

The old fortune teller was in a bad mood.

"I shouldn't have come."

"Haha, I knew you must have it."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Old fortune teller, what's yours is mine, and you'll have to give it to me in the future anyway."

"Are you cursing me to death?"

The old fortune teller glared.

"No, no, how could I dare... I heard from Number One that you were like this when he was young. Maybe when I reach Number One's age, you will still be like this... I think that even if I die, you may not die."

Xiao Chen curled his lips.

"Old fortune teller, people say that age is a woman's secret. You are not a woman, so why would you hide it from me? Tell me, how old are you this year?"

Xiao Chen was very curious about this matter.

He always felt that the old fortune teller hadn't changed much over the years...there weren't any more wrinkles on his face or anything.

Later, when he heard what Number One said, he was even more surprised. How old is this old fortune teller?

Could it really be an immortal old monster?

"I'm afraid if I tell you, it'll scare you."

The old fortune teller glanced at Xiao Chen and said.

"Really? I am... you are so scared of me just by telling me your age? You must be kidding me. Come on, tell me. I am really looking forward to you scaring me."

Xiao Chen said hurriedly.

"You'll know later."

The old fortune teller shook his head, went in and picked up a pen and paper.

“…”

Xiao Chen was speechless. Damn it, if you don’t tell me, you’re scaring me... I thought you were going to tell me!

Swish, swish, swish.

The old fortune teller writes very quickly and elegantly... Just like why people call him 'old immortal', he really has some immortal air.

"Give."

The old fortune teller finished writing and handed it to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen took it, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "Well, good handwriting!"

“…”

The old fortune teller was speechless, he thought the boy was reading the content.

"Old fortune teller, do you think your handwriting can be sold for a lot of money? No, I have to copy a copy later. I'll keep this one and sell it another day."

Xiao Chen said this before reading the content.

“…”

The old fortune teller felt a little tired. How could he raise such a thing?

After reading it, Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Thank you, old fortune teller. When I train 500 warriors, conquer the world, and unify the world, I will let you be the emperor."

"roll!"

The old fortune teller was in a bad mood.

"It would be fine if you had that ambition, but you've been circling around women all day. Just keep circling around, but you haven't done anything serious..."

"Hey, why didn't I do my job?"

Xiao Chen stared.

"Where's the little one? It's been so long, and there's not a single one. Is this what you call doing serious work? Come on, let me, an old man, take a look at you. Do you have any hidden illness?"

As the old fortune teller said this, he was about to reach out and grab Xiao Chen's wrist.

"Depend on!"

Xiao Chen slapped out his palm, which collided with the old fortune teller's palm, and then took a few steps back.

"Don't talk nonsense, who has a hidden disease? I don't have one!"

"Hurry up then!"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. I have an appointment. I'm leaving now."

"Wait, Lao Guan and Qiu Zi are leaving today, right?"

The old fortune teller asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Let's go to Beijing with them. I want to meet No. 1. I have something to discuss with him."

The old fortune teller said.

"Hmm? I have to go too?"

Xiao Chen was stunned.

"right."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Okay, let's go together. It's just right to send Qiuzi to the capital."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"When will you be back?"

"I'll be back today."

"Okay, then I'll talk to Lao Guan... By the way, you said you'd meet No. 1, so you're going to meet No. 1? I don't know if No. 1 has time to deal with you. What if his schedule is full?"

Xiao Chen said with contempt.

"Oh, I'm not bragging, I'm going to meet No. 1, even if he's visiting abroad, he has to postpone the matter and come back in a hurry, do you believe it?"

The old fortune teller sneered.

“Is this true or false?”

Xiao Chen was a little bit unconvinced. Although he knew that the old fortune teller had a very high status and even Number One had once mentioned the word "national master", it shouldn't be necessary for Number One to be like this, right?

"Can you get in touch with No. 1's secretary? Tell him I want to meet No. 1 and ask him what he says."

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't believe it, the old fortune teller said.

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller, took out his cell phone and called Secretary Yan.

"This afternoon? Brother Xiao, the chief has an important meeting today to receive foreign heads of state..."

Secretary Yan felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.

"Today's work schedule is very full."

Hearing what Secretary Yan said, Xiao Chen glanced at the old fortune teller and said, "Haha, it's not me who wants to see him. Go talk to No. 1 and tell him that the old fortune teller wants to see him... Ask him. If you have time, then meet him. If you don't have time, forget it."

"OK."

Secretary Yan was stunned for a moment, then agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller: "Haha, old fortune teller, I think you are in trouble? Did you hear that? It's an important meeting, and you have to receive foreign heads of state... If No. 1 doesn't see you, where will you put your old face? How embarrassing it will be, right?"

"Wait."

The old fortune teller seemed calm and composed. He made some tea and took a sip.

After about two or three minutes, the phone rang.

Xiao Chen picked up the phone and was startled. This was not Secretary Yan's call, but... Number One's private call!

He has a private number, but he didn't call it just now. Instead, he called his secretary.

After all, what if it’s not very convenient there?

If I really get rejected, it won’t be too embarrassing with a secretary in the middle.

But what he didn't expect was that Number One actually called back in person.

"Answer the phone, why don't you answer it?"

The old fortune teller saw Xiao Chen standing there and said.

"Ah? Oh."

Xiao Chen answered the phone.

"Hey, Commander..."

"Xiao Chen, the old immortal is coming? When will you arrive? Are you coming with Lao Guan and the others?"

"Ah, yes."

“Haha, okay, I’ll wait for you in the capital… I was originally thinking of visiting the old immortal in Longhai, but I was afraid it would be inappropriate, so I didn’t bother him!”

“…”

Xiao Chen was stunned and looked at the old fortune teller again.

"Well, don't you have an important meeting this afternoon?"

"Push back."

"Aren't we going to receive foreign heads of state?"

"Put it aside too. Let them wait first. The same goes for the audience tomorrow... The old immortal is coming. Put aside all other things. I'll wait for you!"

Number One smiled, sounding a little excited.