Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Chu Yi's words were so powerful that Han Li couldn't help but step forward to pull Chu Yi back. It was obvious that Chu Yi had made up his mind, so Han Li had to give up the idea.

You have to know that Chu Yi is only in the Mahayana stage, while Xian Youran is in the Void Refining stage. Not to mention that the gap in realm is so huge, even if they are at the same level, Chu Yi cannot defeat Xian Youran who is holding the white sword.

In the battle that year, Chu Yi was seriously injured and has not recovered since then. This is why Chu Yi accepted eight disciples in just a hundred years.

He just wanted to find someone who could inherit his legacy, protect the sect, and lead the sect to a further path on his behalf.

Xian Youran was already furious at this time. Whenever he saw Chu Yi, he would think of Wan Li's dismembered body and he wanted to kill him immediately.

Seeing Chu Yi's realization, he quickly said, "Okay! Okay! I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

"Chu Yi! You cold-hearted child! Go and be buried with Wan Li!"

He pointed the sword directly at Chu Yi. Chu Yi closed his eyes and did not intend to resist. He stood quietly there, waiting for Xian Youran to approach.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed.

When the white sword was only one centimeter away from Chu Yi, he stopped! No! To be more precise, he could not continue to attack.

"Junior Brother Xian, you passed!" An old voice sounded from the void, but the person could not be seen in the entire sky.

When everyone present heard someone shout, "It's the former leader!", their attitudes suddenly became extremely respectful.

"Master!" They shouted in unison, but the man ignored them. His voice was still old and cold. He said, "Brother Xian, you passed."

When Xian Youran heard this, he knew that he couldn't touch Chu Yi today, so he had to retract his white sword, "Brother."

"I will not be reconciled if my apprentice does not return."

"Now there is someone who can bring my fellow apprentice back to life. How can I give up on him?"

"As long as my disciple is here, why should we worry that Liuli Sect will have no successor?"

"My disciple is a child of destiny. He will definitely lead Liuli Sect to a better path!"

"It's fine if you stop me from killing Chu Yi, he did make a huge contribution to the sect. But the little rubbish Chu Yi took in is useless alive, why don't you give him to me so that I can revive my disciple!"

"And him! I will send him to a good home!"

Xian Youran spoke with certainty and his voice was sonorous and powerful. He must be determined to kill Zhu Wuhen.

Seeing that Xian Youran was determined to take the boy's life, only a sigh was heard in the void, and no words were said. Everyone present knew his choice.

Xian Youran looked into the void with gratitude, and then left at an extremely fast speed.

"Master!" Chu Yi naturally disagreed with the mysterious man's decision, but a faint voice came from the void, "Whether he can survive or not depends on his fate!"

Zhu Wuhen had no idea what was happening here. He stood in front of Chen Diji's wooden house, his eyes lingering, tender and affectionate.

It seemed as if this place had really become his shelter and his second home.

"Junior brother." After half a year of growth, Chen Diji finally reached Zhu Wuhen's knees and tugged at the corner of Zhu Wuhen's clothes. It was the first time he showed concern for someone in this world. "How is your body...?"

Zhu Wuhen smiled softly and said, "I'm in good health, don't worry."

Chen Diji frowned slightly, he didn't believe it.

Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have said before that he would help Zhu Wuhen recover his spiritual roots, but when he came back at that time, he only thought about cultivation. Now was a good opportunity.

He opened the storage bag and took something out.

I, who have no spiritual roots, can absorb the spiritual energy in the fruit. I guess he should be able to absorb it too because his spiritual roots are damaged!

Thinking of this, he took out a crystal clear blue fruit from inside, which was the Ice Fruit.

I don’t know what kind of fruit he can eat, but I can eat them all, so I guess this fruit is not picky about who eats it.

He handed the Ice Fruit to Zhu Wuhen and said, "Here is the fruit! After you eat the fruit, your strength will be high, and you won't be afraid anymore."

After hearing this, Zhu Wuhen was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he had been comforted like this since he left home.

But when he looked at the fruit, he fell silent again.

It was the first time he had seen this kind of fruit, but what made him even more surprised was that this fruit did not seem to have any spiritual energy, but it made him feel deeply fearful.

When Zhu Wuhen was about to refuse and wanted Chen Diji not to eat the fruit of unknown origin, Zhu San saw this scene.

He came running over and shouted, "I can't give it to you!"

Zhu San came over and quickly took the fruit away with his wings, cursing, "Can you just give this to anyone? Just because you can eat it doesn't mean others can too! If someone eats this, it might be fatal!"

"Take it back and keep it for me!"

When Chen Diji saw himself being yelled at, his eyes could not help but turn red, even though his soul age was already over 24. He pouted his lips and tears welled up in his eyes.

The round little face had turned darker but was still cute. When Zhu San saw that he had actually yelled at the little brat and made him cry, he felt like his heart was hit by something and went numb.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Zhu San was in a state of confusion. He flapped his wings randomly and coaxed her carefully, "My little ancestor, I was wrong. Is it okay if I am wrong? Don't cry!"

After hearing Zhu San's advice not to cry, Chen Diji wanted to cry even more for some reason.

He cried out "Wow!" and stretched out his little hands for Zhu Wuhen to hold him.

Zhu Wuhen picked up Chen Diji, and Chen Diji buried his face in Zhu Wuhen's arms, crying loudly.

Which one! What on earth are you thinking?

It's just someone yelling at you, why are you crying?

Don’t cry! If they knew that your soul age is over 20 years old, they would not know how to laugh at you!

Chen Diji struggled internally not to cry, but he couldn't control himself. Tears flowed down his face, and he cried even louder and louder.

Seeing this, Zhu San began to regret. Why was he yelling? Really, he was just a child! Only three years old!

At this moment, Sheng Xin came over quietly. He leaned close to Zhu San's ear and said in a mean voice, "Look, the little brat is crying because of your scolding."

"I'm not scolding you!" Zhu San wanted to defend himself, but the words couldn't come out. He just wanted to know how to make Chen Diji stop crying.

"I found you! You are lucky, someone saved you!" Just when Zhu San didn't know what to do and was feeling depressed, Xian Youran came.

The sound comes first before others arrive.

"This time, even if the king of heaven comes, you can't be rescued by others!"

"Come back with me! Your master has handed you over to me."

In the blink of an eye, Xian Youran stood behind Zhu Wuhen, and he was determined to take Zhu Wuhen away.

But when he took a closer look, he found that there was not only Zhu Wuhen, but also a white-haired tiger in the Spiritualization Stage and a white skeleton. Zhu Wuhen was holding a little man in his arms, and between them there was a very familiar figure...

Zhu San took a step forward and moved sideways to prevent Zhu Wuhen from blocking his view.

"It's you!"

Xian Youran was shocked. He didn't expect it to be the chicken!