Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Seeing Chu Yi's determination, the others fell silent for a moment. Liu Yuanming sighed helplessly and said, "Forget it, since you want it, just keep it!"

"Just remember to find a good place for him if you regret it later."

"Don't worry, Master." Chu Yi saw Liu Yuanming nodded in agreement, and he pulled Chen Diji and wanted to leave, "Since I accepted him as my disciple, I will definitely take responsibility to the end."

"Come on! Disciple! I'll take you to meet your senior brothers."

Chen Diji was led by Chu Yi for a few steps. He looked back, wanting to know where the beggar had gone.

The beggar stood there blankly for a long time, unwilling to come forward. Finally, someone got impatient and urged him, "Go get tested! What are you waiting for?"

"Could it be that he knows that his spiritual roots are too low in grade?"

"No matter how bad the spiritual root grade is, can it be worse than the one with no spiritual root? Boy, hurry up, we can't wait to go back and see our fellow disciples."

Under the urging of the crowd, the beggar slowly stepped forward.

Chen Diji looked back and his intuition told him that this beggar was not simple.

The beggar placed his hand on the spirit ball, and remained motionless like Chen Diji.

When everyone saw it, they burst into laughter.

"How come there is another person without spiritual roots! Tell me, who brought him up here?"

"I have seen him. He walked up here by himself."

"Impossible! How can someone who can walk up here be without spiritual roots?"

A group of people were whispering, but the already sensitive beggar heard it all.

He knew that at this moment he was being looked down upon and laughed at by others. He was not Chen Diji, and no one was willing to accept a waste like him.

The beggar lowered his head without any rebuttal. Having no spiritual power at all, he was forced to accept the ridicule and abuse from others.

Suddenly, a big hand covered his head, and a familiar warm current suddenly flowed into his body.

"Well! His spiritual roots are destroyed, which is no different from that of ordinary people." Chu Yi held Chen Diji's hand with one hand and covered the beggar's head with the other hand.

"What! The spiritual roots are destroyed?" After Chu Yi said this, there was a burst of exclamations from the surroundings.

"Who is so cruel and ruthless as to destroy a person's spiritual roots?"

"Did he offend someone? That's why he suffered this disaster?"

...

Upon hearing that his spiritual roots were destroyed, the beggar clenched his fists, his hands shaking violently.

Liu Yuanming and other elders looked serious, because they knew what this meant to the immortal cultivators.

For immortal cultivators, spiritual roots are equivalent to their lives! Destroying spiritual roots is more painful than killing them. Moreover, when spiritual roots are destroyed, the body will suffer pain that ordinary people cannot bear. Unless you take elixirs to suppress it, otherwise...

Unexpectedly, this child, who was only seven or eight years old, climbed up the stairs to heaven without saying a word.

There are 999 steps in the Heavenly Stage, which are difficult to climb even for immortal cultivators, let alone an ordinary person.

Liu Yuanming couldn't help but begin to admire the ragged kid in front of him. Just when he was about to accept the beggar as his inner disciple, Chen Diji spoke.

"Master." The child's voice was so soft that Chu Yi's heart melted. "Can you accept him as your disciple?"

"Look, Uncle Ye only took two, can you do the same?"

Chu Yi touched Chen Diji's head with loving eyes and said, "Of course, you will be my eighth direct disciple from now on."

"Here, this is the token, take it."

The beggar thought that he would be kicked out again like the other sects before, but he didn't expect that this time... he would succeed! He was accepted as a personal disciple and is now the number one swordsman in Yelan Country.

The beggar stood there in disbelief, not saying a word, and didn't even dare to take the token that Chu Yi handed over.

Seeing this, Liu Yuanming stepped forward and said, "Take it! Your master was just like you, his spiritual roots were destroyed in the past, but look, he is fine now."

what!

When the beggar heard this, he looked over quickly, and even Chen Diji was a little surprised.

Chu Yi still looked calm and composed. He stroked his beard, put one hand behind his waist, and said, "You're still bringing up such trivial matters. Anyway, in a word, are you coming with me?"

"Let's go!" the beggar said firmly, "I'll go with you."

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

Seeing the beggar kneeling and bowing so sincerely, Chen Diji hurried over to the beggar and imitated him, "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."

"Okay, okay, get up!" Chu Yi pulled Chen Diji and the beggar up, "From now on, you will be my seventh and eighth disciples. I will take you to meet my senior brother."

After saying that, Chui turned and left.

Ye Wuzong, who finally came to his senses, hurried over and grabbed Chu Yi's sleeve, "You said... that three-year-old kid is the disciple you want to take in?"

"Now there's more than just this three-year-old kid, there's also him!"

“No!” Ye Wuzong couldn’t understand why the famous sword immortal Chu Yixian actually took in a useless person who had no spiritual roots and... a useless person whose spiritual roots were destroyed!

It's understandable that he took in a beggar, but this three-year-old kid...

"Are you sure you want to accept this three-year-old kid as your apprentice?" Ye Wuzong couldn't help but ask, doubtful.

"That's right." Chu Yi pulled back his sleeves. "I've told you this several times. Why did you just react now? You must have gone crazy from refining medicine!"

Still...really...

Ye Wuzong had a lot of questions in his mind, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything. Chu Yi just took Chen Diji and the beggar away.

"Junior Brother Diji, I will come to play with you in the future!" Prince Yi ignored his master's emotions and waved at Chen Diji who was leaving. He said, "I will bring you some pills in the future."

"Yes!" Chen Diji responded, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

**

Chu Yi brought Chen Diji and the beggar to the gate of his own mountain. There were several endless mountains here. There was an archway at the foot of the mountain with the words "Sword Edge" written on it.

Chen Diji hugged Chu Yi's calf tightly, and an unknown bird passed by him.

Is this... the place where I will practice in the future? Chen Diji was a little doubtful. What's the difference between this and the deep mountains and old forests!

As soon as the voice fell, they passed a mountain and the scenery in front of them suddenly became clear.

Inside the mountain is a huge plain planted with spiritual plants. An old man wearing a bamboo hat and coarse linen clothes is watering these spiritual plants.

When I looked up again, I was surprised to find that there was a cliff on the hillside of each mountain, and on the cliff there was a simple wooden house.

Counting them, there are exactly eight rooms.

Chu Yi brought Chen Diji and the beggar to the house on the top. This house was much better than the one on the mountainside. Not only was it gorgeous in appearance and made of luxurious materials, but there was also a huge lake with a waterfall on it.

This place is much better than I imagined. Chen Diji thought, I never expected that this so-called fairy mountain in the world... would look like this.