Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Chen Xianglong stared with his eyes wide open, full of confusion.

He didn't understand what Chen Changfeng meant.

"Well, an adult still controls the joy of a child. How can this be justified?" Before he could react, the man sitting next to Chen Changfeng interrupted him, "Today you have found your biological son, let's have a good drink."

"You don't know, knowing that it was because of me that your son was taken away and ended up living outside has been a worry for me for the past few years. Now that he's been found, I can finally let go of this worry."

"I can finally... explain to the ancestors." After saying this, the man looked melancholy. He looked at Chen Diji and nodded solemnly.

At this point, Chen Changfeng pulled Chen Diji over and said, "Master, don't be too sad. What happened back then had nothing to do with you. If it weren't for my second sister-in-law and the others wanting the position of master, there wouldn't be such a farce."

"Now that my son has been found, I'm sure the old ancestor won't make things difficult for you day and night, making you unable to sleep or eat."

"Alas..." The man who was called the head of the family sighed. He took out a jade gourd from his arms and handed it to Chen Diji. "It's not a big deal that the ancestor is making things difficult for me. It's mainly my own fault!"

He looked at Chen Diji's fair face, his eyes full of relief, "Fortunately, you met your adoptive father, otherwise... not only you, I'm afraid that our Chen family's foundation will also be ruined by the wrath of the ancestor."

"That's right." Another old man with a gray beard agreed. He stroked his gray beard, but it didn't give people a sense of immortality. Instead, Chen Diji thought of a word, "Old Naughty Boy."

"Luckily, you are alive, otherwise I would not be so peaceful and leisurely in this life. If I knew that you were dead, not to mention that Chen Xiaoer would seek revenge for the Li family for you, even the ancestor would be alarmed."

"When the time comes, I will also have to drag my old arms and legs to the battlefield."

In just a few simple sentences, Chen Diji had heard the name "ancestor" several times. Who was this ancestor? Why did he care about him so much? Most importantly, was he the one who told Chen Changfeng that he and Chen Jiyi had been swapped?

This matter is too strange. Chen Changfeng has many sons. Logically speaking, his existence or not should not be that important. Why do they have to look for him?

And who was it that told Chen Changfeng that his son had been swapped? Were they enemies or friends? And why would they do this?

Chen Diji was having a headache because of the thought. He even ate very few bites of food during the whole banquet.

"What are you thinking about!" Just as he was in a daze, Sheng Xin came to his side without knowing when. He pulled out a bone from somewhere and knocked Chen Diji's head with it. "How can a child have so many worries? Look at you, your face has become wrinkled, like a little old man."

what?

When Chen Diji heard this, he immediately jumped off his seat and ran to Zhu San who was eating lavishly. He asked, "Zhu San, look at my face. Shengxin said my face is wrinkled!"

After hearing this, Zhu San looked at Chen Diji's face carefully.

Left cheek, no problem!

Right cheek, no problem!

Forehead, still no problem!

"Hmm..." Zhu San looked at it again and again, but didn't see any changes. He turned around and continued to eat the delicious fish and meat. "Nothing has changed. It's still the same as before."

Very good!

When Chen Diji saw that Zhu San did not seem to be lying, he felt relieved and walked back to his seat.

At this time, Chen Changfeng, the man called the head of the family, and the old man with a white beard were all drunk. There were countless wine jars piled up around them, and they were all drunk and acting crazy with each other.

"You don't know, for the past three years, the family has appeared in my dreams every day, blaming me for calling you away at the critical moment of my niece. If it had been later, you wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing."

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Changfeng held the men's hands and patted the back of their hands with his other hand, as if to comfort them. "Fortunately... fortunately my son is lucky. Even if... even if he is stranded outside, he can be adopted by a good beast."

"He was adopted for three years, and this year he was directly enrolled in the Liuli Sect. This is also his...his...a...a great opportunity."

"What?" Upon hearing the name of Liuli Sect, the man seemed to sober up instantly. He shouted, "You actually have another son who joined Liuli Sect? He...he...he is only three years old?"

The man looked at Chen Changfeng in disbelief. He thought that Chen Changfeng was talking nonsense, but Chen Changfeng was not a liar after all. But he still couldn't believe it.

Three members of the family joined the Liuli Sect. Two of them were direct disciples, but the third one is only thirteen years old. How could he join the Liuli Sect?

Seeing that the man was extremely shocked, Chen Changfeng expressed his understanding. After all, he was also extremely shocked when he received the news that his three-year-old son had joined the Liuli Sect.

He sighed, maybe this is fate. Then he looked into the man's eyes and nodded firmly, saying, "Yes, my fifth son has become a disciple of Liuli Sect and has become the seventh disciple of contemporary sword immortal Chu Yixianren."

"Let me introduce them to you. They are Chu Yi's disciples. They came to Chen's house with us by boat today."

The direction Chen Changfeng was pointing at was Leng Yufeng and his companions, but in order not to reveal their identities, they were now in disguise.

Leng Yufeng's image was completely different from before. He had changed from a cold and unruly young man into a hunched old man with white hair. He was sitting there with his body trembling. If someone who didn't know the situation saw him, they would have to stay away from him. Otherwise, if they accidentally touched him, they would probably die immediately.

Seeing Chen Changfeng looking at them, he trembled and wanted to stand up and salute the man, but the man looked at him and shouted, "No, no! Old man, don't salute!"

"So..." His eyes were full of disbelief. He looked at Chen Changfeng without asking any more questions. He said, "So the disciple of the Sword Immortal has become like this."

"I still remember that when I saw him from afar before, he was still a rebellious and heroic boy. Now...sigh..."

Before he could finish, Xie Chunan stood up. He did not change much, he just restrained his aura and pretended to be an ordinary person.

"Senior Chen Xian'an, the head of the Chen Mansion, hello. I am the second disciple of the master, Xie Chun'an."

"Okay! Okay!" With Leng Yufeng's previous image as a prelude, there was not much surprise in Jie Chunan's eyes this time. He just simply greeted him twice.

Next it was Ruan Moli and Xie Zhaoli's turn. They both transformed from men into women. With a sense of humor, they imitated the girls in the building by winking at them.

"Hello, Senior Chen Xian'an. We are the fourth and fifth disciples of the Sword Immortal."

The voice was shrill, almost the same as that of a woman. Chen Xian'an, who was already drunk, did not use his spiritual power to detect the strength of the few people. Seeing that they introduced their origins so simply, he held up an empty bowl and said, "Good! Good! My Chen Mansion welcomes everyone to come!"

"Come! Let's do this for the rest of our lives. From now on, you can come to my Chen Mansion whenever you want. The door will always be open to you!"

Leng Yufeng and the others looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, then stood up respectfully and bowed.

"Thank you, senior."