Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Ye Wuzong raised his hand and wanted to pat Taizi Yi on the head again. After accepting disciples for such a long time, he finally had a reason.

But before he went down, he opened his eyes and saw Prince Yi's eyes staring at his hands.

He was sure that if he really slapped Tian Ling, the master he followed might not be him.

So, he slowly withdrew his hand and said, "What are you doing? The competition is over, why don't you go back and prepare for tomorrow's alchemy competition?"

Chen Zixuan obeyed Ye Wuzong's words very much. He bowed with both hands and shouted very respectfully, "Master!"

"Hmm." He might not be able to put on the airs of a master in front of Prince Yi. After all, this spiritual root was rarer than him, not to mention that he was from the Prince's Mansion. He didn't dare to take action.

In front of Chen Zixuan, he straightened his back and felt that he could finally act like a master.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you take your fellow apprentice away?"

The junior fellow disciple Ye Wuzong was referring to was Prince Yi.

Chen Zixuan had little contact with Prince Yi, but they were from the same sect after all, so he naturally knew that Prince Yi was a natural spiritual root.

Now Prince Yi is only in the foundation-building stage, which is still not enough compared to his late golden elixir stage.

He grabbed Prince Yi by the back of his collar and was about to obey his master's order and leave, but when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw the three-year-old Chen Diji looking straight at Ye Wuzong.

"Master..." Chen Zixuan was afraid that Ye Wuzong would make things difficult for Chen Diji, so he was about to turn back and take Chen Diji away with him.

"Master, can I take my fourth brother with me?"

Chen Zixuan looked extremely obedient. Ye Wuzong stroked his beard and put on an appearance of great enlightenment. "You are willing to take him away, but whether he is willing to go with you is still a question!"

"Ask him if he wants to go with you."

After Ye Wuzong finished speaking, he opened his eyes a little, and saw that Chen Diji, who had been standing in front of him, had disappeared at some point.

His eyes widened immediately. Where is that big baby? I still have something to ask him!

Ye Wuzong was not the only one who was surprised by this. Even Chen Zixuan didn't know when he left. Only Taizi Yi saw with his own eyes how Chen Diji slipped away.

"Where is my fourth brother?" When Chen Zixuan saw that Chen Diji was not in front of him, he hurriedly looked around, but saw no trace of Chen Diji.

He sighed slightly, frowning.

I haven’t told him yet that his mother and father are here!

Forget it. The time was originally scheduled to be after the big exam. It won’t be too late to tell him after the next exam.

"Since fourth brother is no longer here, I will leave now." Chen Zixuan saluted respectfully to Ye Wuzong again, then turned and left.

After Ye Wuzong watched Chen Zixuan leave, his eyes were fixed on the direction Chen Diji left.

Damn it...

This time, old man Chui picked up a good treasure again.

I picked up two good treasures!

Thinking of this, Ye Wuzong felt a little indignant.

Wow, all the good treasures are in Chui's hands. How did he find so many good treasures?

Before, he was clearly just an ordinary kid without spiritual roots, and a waste with destroyed spiritual roots. How come half a year later, the ordinary kid became a remarkable young man who could draw the sword, and the waste became a genius no less than Prince Yi.

You know, Zhu Wuhen is only at the third level of Qi Refining, while Prince Yi is already at the initial stage of Foundation Building.

In this situation, he was still only two steps behind Prince Yi, which showed that he was very talented.

It would be fine if he didn’t think about it, but once he thought about it, Ye Wuzong became so angry that his teeth itched.

Not to mention Ye Wuzong, I'm sure the other elders felt the same way after hearing it, wishing they could pin Chu Yi to the ground and beat him up.

Why is it so enviable! Chu Yi, that damn old man.

"A-chu." Chui, who had been living with his junior brother for several days, suddenly sneezed. He sat on the ground, holding a wooden fishing rod in his hand, his posture almost exactly the same as when he was in the yard.

"Who! Who is cursing me behind my back!" Chu Yi looked around. Apart from the vast expanse of white snow, there was only a palace and bald trees.

Seeing that there was no one around, he retracted his gaze, "It must be those old guys from the sect again, gossiping about me behind my back every day."

Just then, a person slowly walked out from behind Chu Yi.

He was dressed in white, walking barefoot on the snow, with a golden hair accessory in his hair.

"I can't figure out your Xiao Qi." The man said in a light tone, with a somewhat indifferent look. "I can only calculate his approximate position... Sometimes I can't even calculate his position."

"The one next to him should not be underestimated!"

"And then?" Chui didn't look back. Almost all his attention was on the fishing rod.

"Although I can't calculate his life trajectory, nor can I see what he has experienced in the past three years, I can be sure that he is not a demon!"

"Not only that, he seems to be...a person favored by heaven!"

Favored by Heaven? Chu Yi was shocked when he heard this. These few words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

You know, in these hundreds of thousands of years, he has never seen anyone favored by heaven.

He had only seen these words in books.

Legend has it that those who are favored by the heavens will definitely become immortals! But at the same time... they will also be accompanied by great disasters.

Anyway, those who are favored by heaven will have a smoother path to becoming immortals, but for others... it will be much more difficult.

For a moment, I didn't know whether being favored by heaven was a good thing or a bad thing, but this was the world of cultivating immortals, so there shouldn't be anything else going on.

Even if there is, he and Liuli Zong are here, so there won't be any big problems.

"Don't you have anything else to ask?" Chu Xun asked when he saw Chu Yi stopped talking.

"Where is my little apprentice?" Since Chen Diji's fortune was not found, Chu Yi wanted to check Zhu Wuhen's fortune. After all, the most powerful fortune teller in the country was his brother. What's wrong with asking him to tell fortunes for a few more people? He didn't want to die.

"I have figured out your apprentice's affairs."

"He also had a tragic fate. He and you were not destined to be a master and disciple. But due to an unexpected event, he naturally became your disciple."

"Variables?" Chu Yi was puzzled. What kind of variables could make Zhu Wuhen, who had no master-disciple relationship with him, become his disciple?

Suddenly, his mind involuntarily thought of Chen Diji.

Yes, he is the only variable!

"I think you have thought it through." Chu Xun saw Chu Yi like this and understood what he meant. He said, "It's your seventh disciple."

"I've discovered that the fate of anyone who has a relationship with him...I can't seem to predict it!"

Not everyone can get a glimpse of the fate of those favored by heaven. Even the fate of those who are closely related to him seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and he cannot see through it!