Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

A golden sword condensed in the hand of the golden man in the mind, and Chen Diji's spiritual consciousness gradually condensed into a blue sword as bright as the sky in his hand.

Chen Diji, on the other hand, was holding a maple branch.

At this moment, the wind seemed to have a shape.

Chen Diji waved the maple branches in his hand, and the wind moved with Chen Diji's waving.

He repeated the same action almost a hundred times, becoming more and more proficient at it, but no matter what he did, he could not produce any sword energy.

At this time, it was already evening.

A man and a woman dressed in ordinary disciple clothes came to deliver food to Chen Diji.

Chen Diji slowly opened his eyes and saw the two men put the things on the wooden table and then turned and left.

Why did the person suddenly change? Chen Diji couldn't help but wonder.

Forget it, what does this have to do with him.

Chen Diji ignored it. He wanted to practice the moves he had learned hundreds of times again. He didn't believe that he couldn't unleash the sword energy.

The darkness completely engulfed the world, but Chen Diji did not give up. He insisted on waving for the whole night.

Without his knowledge, Zhu San transformed into a human form and climbed up by grabbing the vines. However, although he had a high level of cultivation, he couldn't fly at all.

"Oh, I'm so tired." After Zhu San finally climbed up, he tiredly turned back into a chicken. After resting for a while, he stood up, shook off his fur, and ran towards Chen Diji with his butt sticking up. "Stinky boy, let me teach you a lesson!"

"The sword and body become one."

"Spiritual energy enters Dantian."

"The sword points to thousands of miles."

"Qi can penetrate mountains and rivers and break thousands of miles away!"

Chen Diji suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, "One sword for thousands of miles! Hey!"

A trace of sword energy flashed from the maple tree branches and attacked the bamboo forest in the distance.

A bamboo leaf fell, leaving a sword mark on the bamboo.

Did I succeed?

Chen Diji excitedly stepped forward to check the marks on the bamboo and found that there was only a small scar. A trace of frustration suddenly flashed through his mind. He didn't expect that cultivating immortals would be so difficult.

It’s so hard... Looks like I have to stay up late again. Chen Diji held the maple branch and couldn’t help thinking.

Just then, Zhu San ran over.

It forgot everything it was going to do, and the only thing in its eyes was the sword energy that Chen Diji had just used.

This boy is not bad...

Zhu San couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect that Chen Diji could use the sword energy in just about a day and a night.

It circled around Chen Diji again and again, its round eyes full of shock.

"Zhu San, what are you doing again?" Chen Diji couldn't help asking when he saw Zhu San's strange movements.

"Let me take a look." Zhu San looked at Chen Diji and said, "You seem to have grown up."

"Yeah." There was a hint of coldness in his childish voice. Without saying much, he walked back to where he was and continued to repeat the action just now.

once!

twice!

three times!

Four times!

...

The sky soon turned pale. After waving for a whole night, Chen Diji was out of breath. He felt that his body was out of his control. It was like a collapsed building, falling straight to the ground without any warning.

My health is still too poor, Chen Diji couldn't help but think.

Last night, as he was waving his sword, he suddenly had the idea of ​​sealing his spiritual power.

He had to use his body without any spiritual power to release the sword energy.

It is not difficult to use sword energy if you have spiritual energy. It is amazing for someone without spiritual energy to use sword energy!

If he used his Jindan stage spiritual power, it would be simply cheating.

Chen Diji lay on the ground, his legs were weak and his arms became numb and stiff, unable to move. For him now, even moving was painful.

Although his body was so tired, Chen Diji felt extremely fulfilled in his heart. He was very satisfied with himself last night, and he really liked himself for trying his best.

His eyelids were drooping with fatigue, and just as he was about to fall into a deep sleep, a loud noise reached his ears.

He used all his strength, opened his eyes, and looked in the direction of Zhu Wuhen.

It seems that my eighth junior brother has also cracked the Nine-Turn Soul-Separation Maze.

I didn’t expect that he was so awesome!

Chen Diji collapsed on the ground, still unable to withstand the exhaustion, and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, he did not see the light of fire, but only pitch black. He did not even know whether he was asleep or in another place.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Chen Diji's consciousness gradually became clearer. However, he could not wake up. His body felt so heavy that he could hardly even move a finger.

Ghost on the bed?

This word popped up in Chen Diji's mind involuntarily. The feeling was so similar.

Thinking of the experience of sleep paralysis in his previous life, Chen Diji suddenly felt panicked.

The experience was so bad that he could actually feel a woman pressing on him.

His heart was in a state of panic, but he still tried to move the only fingers he could move to pinch the woman's thigh, and drove her away again and again. After three times in a row, he finally drove the woman away.

But before leaving, the woman seemed to say in his ear that she would come back.

After saying that, he woke up immediately.

But this time...Chen Diji felt as if a heavy object was pressing down on his whole body, especially his head, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

Are there ghosts in the world of immortal cultivation?

Chen Diji was remorseful in his heart. He struggled to get up, but his body was too heavy.

Just when he was about to give up, a faint voice came to his ears.

"My son...how is he..."

"He...is not in a good condition! I hope you can be mentally prepared."

"No! I beg you, save him! I beg you! He's all I have!"

The sound of the woman sobbing reached Chen Diji's ears, and Chen Diji felt both strange and familiar.

Tears slid down the woman's face and fell!

Suddenly, Chen Diji felt as if a drop of water was sliding across his face, icy cold and carrying endless sadness.

Who is she?

Chen Diji suddenly opened his eyes and regained consciousness, and he saw a chicken butt.

Zhu San!

"Why are you here, chicken?"

A gentle voice sounded, Chen Diji pushed Zhu San away and found a handsome man standing in front of the bed.

The man's face made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar, but after looking at the man's height and the childishness on his face, he guessed his identity.

"Wish Wuhen." Chen Diji spoke very obediently, as if he was acting coquettishly, "Junior Brother Wuhen!"

Zhu Wuhen couldn't help laughing when he heard a kid who was wholly younger than him calling him "Junior Brother". It was the first time he encountered such a situation.

He just said with great annoyance, "If I had known earlier that I would have tested my spiritual roots before you, maybe I could have become your disciple before you."

Chen Diji got off the bed, walked barefoot on the ground, and approached Zhu Wuhen. His little face showed innocence, stupidity, and harmlessness, but the words he said were extremely hurtful.

"But I'm one step ahead of you! I'm in front of you. I'm your senior brother."

"Okay, okay." Zhu Wuhen said three "Okay" words in a row, with a doting look on his face, "Then I will call you... Senior Brother..."