Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

After hearing this, Chu Yi hurriedly looked in the direction of Chen Diji and finally found the rags and linen clothes that Chen Diji was wearing.

"Oh no! I actually forgot to prepare clothes for him." After Chu Yi said that, he quickly took out a jade token from his waist and input light blue spiritual power into the token. The token flashed a white light, and suddenly a voice came out from the token.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"Old Four, go and ask them to make a set of clothes for a three-year-old child. I'll bring him over later."

After saying that, Chu Yi immediately cut off the connection without waiting for the other party to reply.

It was because Chen Diji was stepping forward and was about to test his spiritual roots.

"How did this kid climb up?" Ye Wuzong looked at Chen Diji and expressed his doubts.

Mu Lingfeng listened to Ye Wuzong's puzzled voice. He coughed twice and said nothing more. Instead, he slowly turned his gaze to Prince Yi, the disciple that Ye Wuzong had accepted not long ago.

"My junior brother must be a genius." Prince Yi held his head high and said with certainty.

Zhong Ruoxuan cast a suspicious look at him. When she came up just now, she saw with her own eyes that the child was carried up the mountain by Prince Yi. If it weren't for Prince Yi, the child would not be able to climb up the mountain even if he climbed for a whole day.

"Where did this kid come from? He's so young and he's already climbing the ladder to heaven." Su Liuli was accepted as an inner sect disciple by Liu Yuanming because she had only one spiritual root. At this moment, she was standing next to Zhang Wuling, covering her mouth and laughing, "If it wasn't for his family wanting him to become an immortal, he must be crazy!"

This inappropriate sentence successfully attracted the attention of most people, and even Liu Yuanming glanced at her unhappily.

Su Liuli's originally fearless attitude suddenly changed. She didn't want to leave a bad impression on Liu Yuanming. Although her spiritual roots were not as good as Zhang Wuling's top-grade spiritual roots, if she worked hard to improve her cultivation in the future, she might be promoted to Liu Yuanming's direct disciple.

Seeing Su Liuli shut up, Liu Yuanming withdrew his gaze.

Although Chu Yi didn't even give Su Liuli a look, he said something to remind Liu Yuanming.

"Your disciple...is not an easy person to deal with."

"Junior Brother Chu is right." Liu Yuanming nodded in response, "But we must give these juniors a chance."

"I'm just giving you a reminder!" Chu Yi said, "Here he comes, look, that's my new apprentice."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Diji slowly placed his hand on the spirit ball.

But after a while, there was no movement from the spirit ball, and Chen Diji became confused.

What's going on? Could it be that... I don't have spiritual roots?

Chen Diji was unwilling to give up, so he took his hand away and put it back again, but still there was no movement.

What is my spiritual root? Why is there no movement?

Chen Diji was a little anxious, but he tried to remain calm. Suddenly, he thought of the four seals in his body again.

Could it be these seals that are causing trouble again?

No!

This seal has caused me so much trouble!

There was dead silence all around, and Chen Diji seemed to be able to hear the sound of leaves falling.

He never thought that his spiritual roots could not be detected. At this moment, he didn't know whether to go or stay.

"Puchi!" Just when they were in great difficulty, a harsh laugh broke the silence, "He actually has no spiritual roots."

"How did he get here without any spiritual roots? He must have cheated!"

"I saw it. He was indeed cheating. He was brought up by Senior Brother Taizi Yi."

These words immediately drew all eyes to Prince Yi.

Prince Yi took a step forward and said, "So what if I brought him here? He is my junior brother that Prince Yi recognized. Even if he has no spiritual roots, I am willing to bring him here."

Prince Yi's words immediately shut everyone up, but at this time... the elders of various sects looked at each other, not knowing what to do. This was the first time they had encountered such a situation. In the past, the lowest they could get was a mixed spiritual root, and they would be allowed to be an outer disciple. But they didn't expect that today there would be a person without spiritual roots.

Without spiritual roots, one cannot practice cultivation. It seems that this child... has no chance of becoming an immortal.

Liu Yuanming knew this, and just as he was about to order Chen Diji to be driven down the mountain, Chu Yi stood up.

"What's wrong with not having spiritual roots? I am your disciple! You can still cultivate immortality without spiritual roots."

Seeing this, Han Li hurried forward and held Chu Yi's hand. He said, "Don't think that just because your spiritual roots were destroyed and you finally became the number one swordsman in Yelan Country, you think others can do the same."

"My dear ancestor, please don't make trouble."

Chu Yi nimbly pulled his hand back from Han Li's hand and said, "What do you mean by mine or someone else's? There is no disciple I choose who is not good enough."

"Look, look." After hearing this, Han Li hurried to Liu Yuanming, wanting Liu Yuanming to persuade him, "I didn't care about those people before, after all, they were people with high-grade and top-grade spiritual roots, but now... this kid doesn't have any spiritual roots in his body at all. Master, do you still want Chu Yi, this old man, to be so willful?"

Liu Yuanming was severely scolded by Han Li and he was a little hesitant.

Chewie, he can't beat him!

He can't argue with that!

He can't force it!

He can't even control it!

This... is a bit difficult...

"Chewie..."

"Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras."

...

Liu Yuanming was silent for a long time. He didn't expect that Chu Yi would call him a bastard because of this!

It turns out... it's too indulgent!

Seeing that Liu Yuanming was stopped from talking, Han Li put his hands on his waist and started to scold, "Chu Yi! Listen to me! I won't let you take it this time no matter what!"

"Did you hear me? Come back here! Come back!"

Chu Yi didn't care about Han Li's crazy roar behind him. He looked calm and glanced at the spirit ball. He saw that the spirit ball seemed to have a crack.

He turned a deaf ear to it and thought that this was the trace left by Prince Yi.

Then he slowly walked to Chen Diji, took Chen Diji's hand, and said kindly, "Since I brought you here, I will definitely not abandon you."

"Are you willing to become my seventh disciple?"

"Is it okay without spiritual roots?" Chen Diji asked back.

"of course."

"Then... Diji is willing to become your seventh disciple." The tender voice echoed in Chu Yi's ears. Chu Yi nodded with satisfaction. With a very loud voice, as if announcing to the world, he said, "I, Chu Yi's seventh disciple, is this... kid, what's your name?"

"Diji! Chen Diji!" Chen Diji pondered for a long time and decided to say the name. Maybe... the Chen family would come to find him after hearing this name.

Of course, he didn't have any expectations. After all, they had not been together since childhood, so how could they give him the family affection that should belong to him!

"Diji? What a great name!"

"From now on, Chen Diji will be the seventh disciple of Chu Yi!"

"Who has any doubts?"

Chu Yi used a trace of sword intent to announce it to the sect, and the sound was so powerful that it spread throughout the entire Liuli Sect.