"Zhu San!"

Zhu San, who was struck by the thunderbolt, fell straight down. Chen Diji immediately stepped forward, holding the chicken head and asked with concern, "Zhu San, Zhu San, are you okay?"

Seeing that Zhu San didn't respond for a long time, he just opened his eyes wide, his eyes were lifeless, his mouth was open, and his tongue leaked out of his mouth.

Chen Diji was angry when he saw this. He stood up, pointed his little hand at the sky, and cursed angrily in a childish voice, "Tian Dao, don't go too far!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lightning that was ready to strike suddenly hid in the thundercloud. Chen Diji glared at the thundercloud, and the thundercloud flew away.

"Humph!" Chen Diji put his hands on his hips and pouted, "That's better."

Ruan Moli, Xie Zhaoli, Zhu Wuhen and Jie Chunan remembered the scene just now in their minds. They didn't expect that the thundercloud of heavenly calamity would appear when it wanted to, and what they didn't expect was that the thundercloud of heavenly calamity would leave just after being scolded?

This scene was so incredible that they all looked at Chen Diji, and questions arose in their minds.

What is the origin of the seventh junior brother?

"Zhu San." Chen Diji hugged Zhu San's neck and cried loudly. When he had cried enough, he shook him hard.

Zhu San was awakened by Chen Diji. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that Chen Diji's saliva and snot almost dripped onto his head. Seeing this, he immediately stood up and shook his head, then he felt much better.

"Zhu San, you're fine." Seeing Zhu San stand up again, Chen Diji hugged Zhu San and pushed him into his arms, shouting, "That's great, you're not dead..."

Zhu San pulled his head out of Chen Diji's arms, propped up his head with a pair of wings, and said, "How could I die? It's just the way of heaven! Even heaven can't do anything to me!"

When saying this, Zhu San subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the sky. Seeing that there was no reaction from the sky, he took advantage of Chen Diji and the others not paying attention, patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Ji." Seeing that Zhu San was safe and sound, Ruan Moli hurried forward.

When Zhu San heard this, he immediately replied, "I'm not some chicken senior. My name is Zhu San. You can just call me Senior Zhu."

Zhu Sanke really couldn't stand Ruan Moli calling him "Senior Chicken" all the time. Senior Chicken, how unpleasant it sounded.

"Oh." Ruan Moli seemed to have just reacted. He said, "Sorry, it was my negligence."

"Junior...Junior just wants to apologize to you. I was angry today. I hope you...will not be affected."

Ruan Moli was respectful and apologetic. He was extremely angry because Chen Diji had left the sect without permission, but he didn't know how to talk to a child, so he could only vent his anger on Zhu San.

He forgot that Zhu San was more powerful than his own master. He only remembered that Zhu San was strong, but forgot how strong Zhu San was.

Zhu San waved his hands, making it clear that he didn't want to listen.

"No need to apologize, I think you're right!"

"So... let's just leave it at that! It's time for me to let go."

After Zhu San finished speaking, he sighed and staggered into the hut. Ruan Moli still had an apologetic look on his face. He always felt that it was because of his words that Zhu San ignored Chen Diji.

He was thinking about how to apologize to Zhu San, ask Zhu San to forgive him and get along with Chen Diji as before, when Chen Diji pulled his clothes and said, "Don't worry, Zhu San won't leave me alone, he loves me the most."

The childish tone was extremely innocent, and the round eyes were sparkling.

Ruan Moli smiled bitterly and was about to touch Chen Diji's head when he saw Chen Diji pointing at Zhu Wuhen. He said, "Eighth Junior Brother is here. What about his competition?"

Ruan Moli then remembered that Zhu Wuhen did not seem to participate in the Jianya competition.

"The previous game was ruined by you. It will be restarted today. It should still be in time to send Eighth Junior Brother over now."

destroyed?

Ruined by me?

Chen Diji was a little bit unbelievable. Was Fourth Senior Brother talking about him?

He said I ruined the game?

How was it destroyed?

I didn’t do anything!

Not only did I do nothing, I just drew my sword and left. The sword is still in my storage bag!

When Chen Diji came to his senses, he looked up and was shocked to find that four people were staring at him.

Chen Diji was even more confused. Could it be that... this really had something to do with him?

Seeing that Chen Diji really didn't know, Xie Zhaoli sighed and said, "I don't know who it was, but on the day of the exam, he took out the sword and left. The mountain was broken in half, leaving a mess for Master Uncle and the others."

Sword Master?

What sword master?

Chen Diji was even more confused. He didn't know what he had pulled out. He only knew that he was as black as ink.

It was a bright sunny day at that time, and only it was black and shiny, different from the other swords. It didn't even have a blade, but he pulled it out.

I didn’t expect that thing to be the sword master!

He took out the pitch-black object from his storage bag. It looked more like a stick than a sword. He took it out and said, "Look, is this it?"

Ruan Moli took a look and found that it was indeed in Chen Diji's hands.

He and his fellow brothers were not present at the time, and in order to repair his house before the master arrived, they worked for almost three days and three nights.

They were already exhausted that day, and then the Zhu Wuhen incident happened, so they had no choice but to go find Master Chu Yi.

Later, they couldn't find their master, so when they returned, Zhiyan flew over and told them that the seventh junior brother had pulled out the sword master of the Great Test Sword Cliff.

At that time, they were a little bit unconvinced. Even when they went to the scene, everyone said that it was caused by Seventh Junior Brother.

Until now, they still have 20% doubt in their hearts. Can the seventh junior brother who has no spiritual roots really pull out the sword master? How can he pull out the sword master? He is only three years old! The sword master is not an ordinary iron sword.

No! It is not certain that the Seventh Junior Brother can even lift an iron sword. At most, he can lift a wooden sword.

As a result, a group of people said that it was the Seventh Junior Brother who pulled out the Sword Master!

When Ruan Moli and the others heard it at first, they were confused. In the past hundred years, there was only one person who could pull down the sword master, and that was their senior brother Leng Yufeng.

Moreover, the eldest senior brother had reached the peak of the foundation building stage, and it took him seven days and seven nights to pull out the sword.

But Chen Diji was just a three-year-old child, an ordinary kid without any spiritual energy. How could he pull out the sword?

They were deeply doubtful, but when Chen Diji took out the sword without paying any attention to anyone around, they widened their eyes in surprise.

It’s the Sword Master!

It’s really the Sword Master!

The sword master this time is different from the sword master that Leng Yufeng pulled out. The sword that Leng Yufeng pulled out was a real sword, but even Ruan Moli and the others couldn’t tell what this sword master was.

But from the strong aura emanating from this black stick, he could conclude that this was definitely the master of the sword.

When Chen Diji saw that they were all looking at the sword in his hand, he couldn't help but be surprised.

This sword... No! This stick... Is it really that powerful?

Wouldn’t that mean I’ve found a treasure?

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