Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Robber! Damn robber!

Under Zhu San's coercion, the old man had to say some words against his will. Thinking of the scene just now, he is still very angry and ashamed.

He was already very old, but he never expected that one day he would fall into the hands of a chicken.

He left angrily, and now all he wanted to do was slap himself.

Stealing the chicken will result in losing the rice, losing the wife and losing the army.

Now, not only did he not get the spiritual plants, but he also lost five heavenly spiritual plants. They were heavenly! For a cultivator, these were things that were more important than life. He had lived for nearly a million years to get these eight plants, but he didn't expect that they were taken away by... by a three-year-old kid.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He wished he could immediately pick up a knife and commit suicide in front of Chen Diji's house.

But soon, he suppressed his emotions, clenched his hands, and sulked secretly.

Chen Diji, right? Don't forget, you still owe me a promise!

...

"Zhu San! You are so awesome." Chen Diji held several rare spiritual plants in his hands, his eyes wide open. It was not that he liked them very much, but he didn't know how much these spiritual plants could be sold for.

The spiritual energy on the spiritual plants is very rich, even comparable to the spiritual plants brought from the fairyland.

Even if he didn't know this kind of spiritual plant, he knew it must be expensive! As long as he could sell one, he would be rich! He would be rich!

But before he could be too happy, Zhu San seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "Don't give these five spiritual plants away easily."

“Don’t sell it either.”

"Why?" Chen Diji wondered in his heart, if he couldn't sell them, what use would these five spiritual plants have in his hands? Would he just use them as flowers?

"If I'm not mistaken, these five spiritual plants are heavenly spiritual plants, which are extremely rare in the world."

"If you sell it, it will definitely cause chaos in the world. Not to mention that a group of people will come looking for you, even the person who bought the spiritual plant may not survive."

Zhu San spoke in a rare serious tone. Chen Diji also realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly put the five spiritual plants back into his storage bag.

A heavenly spiritual plant! This is the legendary heavenly spiritual plant! And I have five of them in my hand!

wrong!

Chen Diji suddenly remembered the fruit tree he had taken from the fairyland and forgotten in the corner.

These heavenly spiritual plants seem to be less useful than those fruit trees! It's over. This spiritual plant can't be sold, and its efficacy is not as good as my tree. Why should I keep it?

Giving it to someone?

Chen Diji didn't think of the use of the spiritual plant for a moment, and directly threw it into another corner of the storage bag. To him, this spiritual plant was a piece of waste that was even more useless than those ordinary spiritual plants.

After dealing with the spiritual plants, he was about to walk back to the house when he suddenly felt a slight pain in his feet. He lowered his head and looked down, only to see the plucked black bird pecking at his feet, and its hands seemed to be gesturing at something.

Chen Diji followed the direction the black bird was looking. He sighed and shook his head, saying, "I didn't pluck your feathers. There's no point in troubling me."

"If you are angry, go find the old man and seek justice from him."

When Blackbird heard the word "old man", his whole body froze.

Wouldn't it be like seeking death to go find him? Not only would I lose all my hair, I would probably lose my life.

He shrank his wings in fear. Now he could only control the child Chen Diji.

He hadn't thought of this before coming, but except for that stupid tiger, the monsters around the kid were stronger than the other. It was precisely because of this that he didn't dare to act rashly during this period.

Seeing that the black bird stopped pecking at him, Chen Diji walked into the house. Tomorrow would be the third game. The first level was the Wuji Peak Flying Fairy Map, the second level was the formation, and the third level was said to be taking the sword from the sword wall.

It sounds easy, but in fact this competition is more difficult than the previous ones.

Not to mention that only those who can control swords or beasts can reach there. Even if they can control swords, they will still be attacked by local sword energy. The closer to the sword wall, the stronger the sword energy will be. They will attack intruders indiscriminately, and those swords must be very difficult to pull out.

If he didn't get the approval of the sword spirit, there was no doubt that the sword would not be willing to be pulled out by him and the competition would not be successful.

Of course, these are all Chen Diji's speculations about taking the sword from the sword wall. After all, this is what happened in the novels he read in his previous life.

The more Chen Diji thought about it, the heavier his mood became. You have to know that he was just a three-year-old child who didn't even have a sword, so how could he wield one?

And his damn master had gone somewhere these few days and had even forgotten to prepare his sword.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the maple branch that had been with him for nearly half a year. He took out the branch, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

His brows were slightly furrowed. Although it was clearly the back view of a child, Zhu San had the illusion that the child was pretending to be an adult. He only heard him say, "It seems... I can only rely on you, my old friend."

After saying that, he hugged the stick in his arms and treated the maple stick as his treasure.

Zhu San watched this scene. He suddenly sat up from the bed and said, "What are you doing?"

"Saying goodnight to my old friend."

Zhu San glanced at the old friend Chen Diji mentioned and found that it was the maple branch that had always been with him. He stopped talking, lay back on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Halfway through the night, he suddenly opened his eyes.

At this time, Chen Diji was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Zhu San suddenly jumped up from the bed and tiptoed out of the room.

"Sure enough!" Zhu San looked in the direction of Zhu Wuhen, and saw a black shadow floating above Zhu Wuhen's roof. "I didn't expect him to be so persistent!"

After saying that, he glanced at the room, where Chen Diji was lying.

He shook his head and sighed, but his legs continued to move towards Zhu Wuhen.

Since my son cares about you, I will help you again!

Chen Diji slept until he woke up naturally. He walked out of the door and found that his junior sister Zhiyan and junior brother Li Guang, who were supposed to pick him up, were not there.

Looking around, he found that the surroundings were quiet and Zhu San's figure disappeared, as if something terrible was happening.

Suddenly, his heart tightened and he seemed to be unable to breathe.

Oh no! Could it be...something happened to Zhu San?

He quickly ran to the back of the house, shouting, "Zhu San, Zhu San!"

Seeing that there was no response from Zhu San for a long time, he felt inexplicably nervous.

He was scared, afraid that Zhu San would abandon him again!

After running a few steps, one foot tripped over the other and he fell down. It didn't hurt at all, but he couldn't help but feel his eyes red and tears welled up in his eyes.

Daddy...

Damn it! Chen Diji, you are a 24-year-old adult, why are you crying! So weak!

He blamed himself in his heart, but he could still hear the sound of sobbing.

"Why are you crying!" As soon as Chen Diji started crying, Zhu San followed the sound and found Chen Diji lying on the ground, "My father is not dead yet!"

"Zhu San! You're still here!" Chen Diji's mood improved visibly when he saw Zhu San. He hugged Zhu San's neck and said, "Great, I thought...you had abandoned me again."

"What are you talking about!" Zhu San stretched out a chicken wing and patted Chen Diji's back. He comforted him, "How could I leave you alone? I came to the world just for you, right?"

yes...

Zhu San is a treasure given to me by the White Tiger and the fairyland.

How could he just abandon me?

Thinking of this, Chen Diji burst into laughter, but then he remembered that it was so quiet around him, as if something terrible was happening. He asked, "Did something happen last night? It's so quiet here, there's no one."