Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Chen Diji thought Zhu San's funny look was a little cute, and he responded in a crying voice, "Yeah!"

When Zhu San heard this, he froze.

He looked at the chicken wing that was flapping against Chen Diji's head, and stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chen Diji wiped the tears from his eyes. This was the first time he cried so emotionally in front of Zhu San. He felt embarrassed.

He picked up a wooden stick and walked to the place where he used to practice swordplay.

I thought I had almost let it go, but when I think about how much my mother has done for me, I still feel regretful.

It’s a pity...I will die before you...and I won’t be able to provide for you in your old age.

If I could go back...if I could go back...I would definitely fulfill my filial duty.

It is said that immortals have great powers. I want to see if this great power can send me home!

"Myriad mountains and rivers come into my dreams, and I become an emperor and an immortal without limits!"

"The first one..."

"A sword that travels thousands of miles!"

He held an ordinary maple stick in his hand and swung it violently towards the mountain. A burst of sword energy instantly split the bamboo forest in two.

Chen Diji slowly opened his eyes. He was very satisfied with the result.

"Who!" Just as Chen Diji got into position and was about to try again, Chu Yi's voice resounded throughout the mountain, almost crazy!

"Who destroyed my house?"

After he finished speaking, a stream of sword energy shot straight up into the sky. Chen Diji looked up and saw his cheap master standing on a sword, scanning the eight peaks.

He wanted to take a good look at which disciple was so arrogant as to dare to destroy his master's house.

When his sight was about to sweep over Chen Diji, Chen Diji secretly thought that something was wrong. He grabbed Zhu San, who was running over to watch the fun, and covered his head with him.

Don't ever see me, don't ever see me!

Zhu San didn't know what was going on. His eyes rolled around. He looked up at Chu Yi, then looked down at Chen Diji.

As soon as Chu Yi saw Zhu San, he immediately looked away.

Although he was not present at the previous battle between Zhu San and Xian Youran, he heard about it a little bit.

The matter almost spread among them, and they said that the chicken raised by their apprentice was a powerful one, and even Xian Youran, who was in the Nascent Soul Stage, could not beat it.

At first, Chu Yi naturally didn't believe it, but then he thought, if the former leader agreed to let Xian Youran attack his own disciple, then who could stop him?

Who else can stop something that even Chu Yi can't do?

Then he remembered that his seventh disciple once said that he was raised by this chicken.

It was able to raise a person, and even the chicken itself couldn't see what its specific strength was. It only showed that this chicken was very strong, so strong that it could knock Xian Youran unconscious with just one kick.

At first, he had a vague feeling that Zhu San was extraordinary, but in the past six months, Zhu San's performance was really no different from that of an ordinary chicken, and he would even get up and crow on time.

What little doubt he had about Zhu San was completely consumed by the incessant crowing of Zhu San over the past six months. He began to treat Zhu San as a real chicken until Xian Youran came to his door and was kicked unconscious.

Thinking that this chicken couldn't even beat his own master, he cleared his throat, waved his hand and returned to his residence.

Even though he knew that it was Chen Diji who did it, he didn't dare to do anything because of the chicken.

Besides, Chen Diji is only a three-year-old child. It is not easy for him to wield such a powerful sword energy. Why should I bother him?

He returned to his residence and heard a crackling sound. The house, which had been split into two, collapsed.

Chui was silent for a long time, his fists clenched and veins popped out on his face.

If I don’t slap this kid a few times, I’d be doing a disservice to this house that has been with me for hundreds of years!

It's just a chicken, isn't it? There's nothing to be afraid of!

Lao Qi, be prepared to bear my wrath!

He picked up his sword and flew to Chen Diji's courtyard.

At this time, Chen Diji and Zhu San had disappeared. He walked to the door and knocked three times.

"Xiao Qi." His face was gloomy. Even though Chen Diji couldn't see Chu Yi's face, he knew he was gritting his teeth. "Your master is here, aren't you going to come out to greet him?"

Chen Diji remained silent. He couldn't guarantee what Chu Yi would do to him if he got angry.

Chu Yi waited for a long time but there was no response. He thought that maybe his voice was too scary, so he suppressed his anger and said softly, "Xiao Qi, come out for a moment. Master wants to talk to you."

Was this old guy struck by lightning today?

Chen Diji couldn't help but tremble when he heard Chu Yi's strange voice.

Why is the tone of voice so weird?

"Xiao Qi, how is your training going? Do you want me to teach you?"

This time, Chen Diji opened the door quickly.

He opened the door not to ask Chu Yi to teach him martial arts, but to look up and angrily say to him, "Master! I have been here for half a year, and you have not let me practice any martial arts except giving me a jade pendant!"

When Chu Yi heard this, he was stunned.

It seems... is...

Oops! I forgot about that!

His face was stiff, and he hadn't yet thought of how to respond to Chen Diji. But when Chen Diji saw Chu Yi's guilty look, he knew that he had forgotten about the matter.

Thinking of this, he put his hands on his hips and felt indignant with himself.

Why can Eighth Junior Brother get a sword and a book every time he goes up, while he only has a jade pendant for protection? The only time Chu Yi planned to teach him, he just handed him over to old man Mu Li to be a student and learn to read!

Does this old man consider me as his disciple? If he doesn't think highly of me because I have no spiritual roots, I'll leave! At worst, I can become his disciple again! At worst, I still have Zhu San. As long as I tell him, he will definitely teach me the skills.

Thinking of Zhu San, he realized that Zhu San seemed to have never used any martial arts until now. Could it be that a powerful person could defeat that old madman with just his physical body?

There was doubt in Chen Diji's eyes, and Chu Yi knew that he was in the wrong and forgot the lesson he had just thought of.

But...he remembered one more thing.

I didn't teach him any skills, so how did he split my house open?

I don't think... I gave him the sword!

Why should a child play with a sword? Children should eat and sleep. He can just practice when he is older.

Chu Yi was confused again. He looked at Chen Diji from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. His hands were just in Chen Diji's armpits.

"Xiao Qi," he asked, "Where did you learn your skills?"

Chen Diji was suddenly at a loss. He couldn't say that his martial arts skills were brought out from the secret realm!

"What...what kind of technique...Diji doesn't understand!"

Chen Diji turned his face away guiltily, not wanting to meet Chu Yi's gaze. When Chu Yi heard Chen Diji's answer, he became even more certain that Chen Diji was hiding something.

OK...

You even dare to lie to your master!

"Tell me! Did you bring out something good from the secret realm?"

Chen Diji pursed his lips tightly and refused to speak.

Since you don't want to say it, I will force you to say it.

He put one hand around Chen Diji's waist and held Chen Diji in his armpit. Then, Chen Diji felt a chill on his buttocks...

Pants...my pants...

Give me back my dignity as a man!