Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

After Mu Lingfeng finished speaking, everyone started to walk towards the direction he pointed.

Only a dozen people climbed to the top of the mountain. Chen Diji followed the beggar and fell behind. Prince Yi saw Chen Diji with the beggar and hurried forward, shouting, "Kid, he stinks. Stay away from him. Aren't you afraid of being infected by the stench?"

"Quick! Come to me! I'll take you to test your spiritual roots."

"No need." Chen Diji shook his head, "I can go by myself."

"Besides...I'm also dirty, just like my brother."

Chen Diji's words successfully attracted a group of people to laugh.

"Did you hear that? That little beggar is quite self-aware. An old beggar and a young beggar should really stay together."

"Yeah, it's better for people like that to stay away from us."

"What are you talking about!" Prince Yi heard the gossip of others and looked unhappy. He shouted angrily, "My junior brother is not a beggar."

"If not a beggar, then what is he? Look at how shabby he is."

The harsh sound reached Chen Diji's ears, but he turned a deaf ear to it and pretended not to hear it.

But Prince Yi didn't think so. He had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child. What's more, he brought Chen Diji up and Chen Diji was under his protection. He had already regarded this poor child as his own brother from the bottom of his heart.

I can't even take care of you! How can I let others ridicule me like this?

Prince Yi was just about to find the person who had spoken and give him a good lesson when Chen Diji immediately stepped forward and grabbed Prince Yi's hand.

He shook his head and said, "Don't worry about them, Diji is out of the way."

"Besides, the elders are here, it would be bad for us to cause trouble."

Hearing Chen Diji say this, Prince Yi gave up the idea of ​​teaching him a lesson. He turned around angrily, put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "Damn it! If I catch that guy next time, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

Chen Diji remained silent, his bright eyes staring at the spirit-testing platform.

Zhang Wuling was seen holding his head high, chest puffed out, chin raised, looking very confident, and placing his hand on the spirit ball on the spirit testing platform.

There was a flash of fiery red light, and suddenly a column of flame rushed into the sky.

Zhang Wuling still looked incomparable, as if he was the strongest being in the world.

Mu Lingfeng was speechless when he saw this, and even forgot to report the attributes and levels of his spiritual roots.

Zhang Wuling saw that Mu Lingfeng was still silent, so he stepped forward and asked, "Brother, is my spiritual root test not obvious enough?"

Mu Lingfeng immediately reacted when he heard it, and he shouted, "Top-grade fire spirit root."

"What... the best fire spirit root? This... this is something that only appears once in a hundred years!"

"Oh my god... who on earth is he to have such a pure spiritual root! Top quality, absolutely top quality!"

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For a moment, the crowd, who had finally quieted down, started talking again. Listening to everyone's extremely envious voices, Zhang Wuling became extremely arrogant.

He stepped forward, his eyes looking arrogant and insolent. He said, "Who else can compare to my spiritual roots!"

"You guys...tsk tsk...it's such an honor for you to be my fellow apprentice!"

Although Zhang Wuling's words caused dissatisfaction among others, not many people said it out loud, because they could not guarantee that their spiritual roots could be as pure as Zhang Wuling's.

A small number of people who climbed up were children of aristocratic families, but most of them were independent practitioners who accidentally picked up a secret book before entering the sect and inadvertently embarked on the journey of cultivation.

Most of them are in the Qi Refining stage, so they don’t know the attributes of their own spiritual roots.

Now seeing Zhang Wuling’s imposing aura, they were speechless. This spiritual root that is rare once in a hundred years may not necessarily fall into their hands.

"Masters, my spiritual roots have been tested. Can I choose my master now?"

These words were spoken in an extremely arrogant manner, and before the sect leader could make a choice, he could not wait to ask.

"This top-grade spiritual root is indeed good." After Han Li learned the news, he asked, "Who do you want to become a disciple of?"

"Of course it's the contemporary swordsman, Master Chu Yi." Zhang Wuling's eyes were sharp. He had only one target at this moment, and that was Chu Yi.

"I heard that all the disciples under Master Chu Yi are extraordinary, so I naturally want to become fellow disciples with those geniuses. It would be an honor for Zhang if I could receive guidance from the Sword Immortal!"

Chu Yi? When Chen Diji heard this name, he immediately looked up in the direction of the headmaster.

His eyes swept across them one by one, finally stopping on an old man who was picking his feet.

I didn't expect this old man to be so popular.

Chen Diji was a little surprised, but soon regained his composure. He withdrew his gaze and wanted to hear what Chu Yi had to say.

"Top-grade fire spirit root? It's really good." Chu Yi rubbed a ball of mud from the back of his foot, then randomly found a direction and ejected it. He said, "But I don't need a top-grade fire spirit root. Let's go with someone else!"

"What!" Zhang Wuling was shocked when he heard it.

This top-grade fire spirit root of mine is sought after wherever I go, but Chu Yi just says he doesn't want it?

It was the first time for him to feel rejected. His face instantly turned red and he felt angry and ashamed.

"You are not suitable for me." Seeing Zhang Wuling remained silent for a long time, Chu Yi said, "You are mentally unstable. Learning sword with me will only harm you. You should go with the headmaster! Look at his appearance. He will definitely be able to cure you! Oh no... He will definitely teach you better."

"Ahem!" Sect Master Liu Yuanming coughed twice, signaling Chu Yi to shut up. Then he looked at Zhang Wuling and spoke slowly, "You are indeed more suitable for my martial arts. If you come to me, I will accept you as my personal disciple. How about it?"

Zhang Wuling remained silent, but from his expression, it was obvious that he was unhappy.

He pondered over it in his mind. Although the leader's strength was not as good as Chu Yi's, if Chu Yi was the number one in Yelan Country, then he, the leader, would be number two. It wouldn't be a loss to follow number two, but it would be a bit of a pity.

"If you don't want to, you can wait a little longer. It's not too late to answer after you have thought it over carefully." Seeing that Zhang Wuling remained silent for a long time, Liu Yuanming sighed and said earnestly.

Zhang Wuling hesitated, but seeing that Chu Yi really didn't seem to have the intention of choosing him, he knelt down, bowed his hands, and kowtowed respectfully to Liu Yuanming.

"willing!"

Zhang Wuling felt a little regretful, but joining the sect was the best choice at the moment, not to mention that it was not a loss to become Liu Yuanming's personal disciple.

"Disciple is willing!"

"Okay!" Liu Yuanming was delighted to see that Zhang Wuling was willing to take him as his master. He stepped forward and pulled Zhang Wuling up. "In the future, you will be my 36th direct disciple. Since your cultivation is low, you must get along well with your senior brothers and sisters. If anything happens in the future, there will be people who can protect you."

What! Thirty...thirty-six?

Zhang Wuling's ears buzzed and he almost thought he had heard it wrong.

With thirty-six personal disciples, does he still have time to teach me?

Suddenly, Zhang Wuling felt that he had chosen the wrong person, and a feeling of regret arose in his heart.

But Liu Yuanming did not give Zhang Wuling a chance to regret. He took his hand and walked back.

"Let's go! Let's continue watching other people recruit disciples."

"Top-grade fire spiritual root, rarely seen in a century?" Chen Diji repeated what the previous person said. He did not expect that the bad guy who was so aggressive just now actually had such a pure spiritual root.

Prince Yi smiled disdainfully and said, "Top-grade fire spiritual roots are nothing. You will know when you see my spiritual roots."

"Know what?" Chen Diji looked up at Prince Yi.

Prince Yi looked straight ahead, his whole body exuding the confidence and high-spirited energy.

He said.

"Know..."

"What do you mean by once in a million years?"