"Which skillful craftsman was this castle in the sky?"

Zhu Yuanzhang tried as he walked and tried, and he had to uncover his veil one by one. There were only young people here, but he was not worried that he would murder him, at most he would cheat money.

"I don't know the exact ones who were cultivating immortals in the past."

"What kind of immortal are you practicing? The lightning and thunder are all over your body, and it looks very powerful." Zhu Yuanzhang continued to test.

"I am just an ordinary person. I have just entered the realm of immortal cultivation and are not powerful at all."

When Li Ming saw that the old man was interested, he said a lot and talked about the basic common sense of cultivating immortals. Finally, he said: "In fact, it is difficult to cultivate immortals. I am 27 years old this year and the foundation-building period may be far away."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Are you twenty-seven years old?"

This is not exactly like he is twenty-seven years old, saying that he is about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Li Ming was in tears: "At my age, if Xiao Yan had become a Dou Sheng, he would have become a Dou Emperor and become a horse in a few years; if Song Shuhang had already mastered the way of heaven, and I was still in the Qi Refining Period."

Although Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't understand, he was still shocked.

Is he really an immortal?

He also had to contact more and talk to Li Ming while walking. During this period, Li Ming had many terms, which Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't understand, but it did not hinder communication.

With the exchange, Zhu Yuanzhang's impression of him gradually changed.

I always feel that this young man is very naive, and he answers whatever he asks and answers, without any warning, just like a young man who is not well-versed in the world.

It doesn't look very similar to the scammers he met when he was young.

Following the boy, he walked across the wooden bridge and came to the towers in the sky. There was a faint cloud and mist wrapped around the towers. He felt that the Ming Dynasty could not be created by such a work.

It's a bit like the fairy world style described in folk novels.

As he was looking at the words of the boy in front of him came out again and said, "Old man, I don't cook much porridge, I just drink tea and eat wild fruits in the forest. Please wait."

He said as he walked into the kitchen.

Zhu Yuanzhang also followed in and said, "Is there anything we need to do? We can also help."

Li Ming smiled and said, "You are so old that you should sit next to you and rest."

Seeing that Li Ming didn't need it, Zhu Yuanzhang had to find a chair to sit, looked up, and saw Li Ming's series of suffocating operations, which shocked him.

The boy picked up a small pot, took out a few handfuls of rice from the bag, washed the rice, and placed the pot on the wooden table.

Shouldn't the pot be placed on the stovetop?

Zhu Yuanzhang only noticed that the kitchen did not even have a single piece of firewood.

How to cook porridge without firewood?

Just as he was wondering, Zhu Yuanzhang saw Li Ming put his hand on the pot, and then purple spiritual power that could be seen from the naked eye was gushing out, wrapped around the amazing electric light.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up in shock and could not speak.

Seeing the old man's expression, Li Ming explained: "I'm so sorry, although Yunmeng Sect stores a large amount of millet, I rarely drink porridge, so I am too lazy to get drying firewood.

But don’t worry, there is no problem with the porridge I made like this, so you can drink it with confidence.”

Li Ming was afraid that he would worry, so he explained a few words.

Zhu Yuanzhang came back to his senses, looked at Li Ming in surprise, and said, "Are you an immortal?"

"It's not true now, it's just the Qi Refining Period. If a genius like me can be called an immortal, if other immortals hear it, they will laugh out loud." Li Ming said.

Zhu Yuanzhang was unable to calm down for a long time, and he looked at Li Ming's hands in shock and the strange power wrapped around him.

After a moment, the porridge will be steamed.

Without firewood, he just boiled the porridge.

This has completely subverted his perception.

His perception told him that no one in the Ming Dynasty could do this.

It seems that I have really encountered an immortal.

An excited look appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and he was very excited. His son Zhu Biao might be saved.

"You guys, wash your hands and eat some millet porridge to keep your stomach." Li Ming looked at him.

"good."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up, came to a water tank, and scooped out a few spoons of water with a gourd ladle to wash his hands.

The water is cold and cold, like a mouthful of living spring water. Only living spring water can feel this way.

Isn't the water tank stagnant?

Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little strange and looked at the water tank by chance. Suddenly, his face tightened, and he could not see the bottom of the water tank.

Moreover, there is also a feeling that the water tank is unfathomable, as if it is connected to the sea.

He vaguely saw a big fish hundreds of feet glance at him in the water tank.

He was so scared that he took two steps back and said in shock: "Your water tank?"

Li Ming called him nervously and asked, "What's wrong?"

“There is something in the water tank.”

"Impossible, it's just an ordinary water tank."

Li Ming had long studied water tanks. Although the water tanks will never be less water, they can't see the reason, so they no longer pay attention to it.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Li Ming's words, he felt that Li Ming had a wrong understanding of the word "ordinary". If these are all called ordinary, then what is called extraordinary?

"Old man, come here."

Li Ming took out the bowl and chopsticks from the cupboard, put a bowl of porridge, put it in front of the old man, and said, "Please try it. I haven't made porridge for a long time, and I don't know if it's good or not. If it's not good, please take care of it."

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the bowl and smelled it. A faint fragrance blew into his nose.

This porridge is different from what he usually drinks.

"It's a bit hot, slow down." Li Ming reminded.

"Um."

Zhu Yuanzhang blew it gently and took a sip carefully. The fragrance burst out directly in his mouth, making him feel full of pleasure, but it was obviously just a bowl of millet porridge, which actually doubled his appetite.

After several consecutive mouthfuls of porridge, there was an indescribable strange force running around his body.

But he didn't disgust this strange feeling, and he soon finished his bowl.

After drinking, I served two more bowls and ate three bowls in one breath.

He stopped.

Sweat on his forehead, and at the same time, he felt a sense of heat in his body. Gradually, he felt something coming out of his body.

He reached out to touch it and found that there were black and sticky things on his skin.

"What's this?"

"You have weak blood and energy, pale face, yellow complexion, and lack of energy. It should be caused by years of fatigue. When I saw you, I saw that the two eyes were blue around you. You should be at your age. The dark things on your hands are impurities accumulated in your body for many years, and now they have been discharged from your body to improve your body."

"You said you are not an immortal!"

"It's really not."

"Who are you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang felt energetic now and felt that he was more than teenagers younger.

Through his comprehensive observation and judgment, the castles in the air, the strange water tank, the young boy, and the porridge with his hands, all signs indicate that the boy is an immortal.

His judgment could not be wrong.
Chapter completed!