Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Chapter 105 A cheap name makes a living

"The book says that a real young master cannot compare to a fake young master who has always been at his parents' knees."

"They are only looking for the real Master to go back because it is profitable!"

"I suspect... he asked you to return to the Chen Mansion in order to let the fake young master take your place and become Chu Yi's personal disciple."

"Although Chu Yi is not qualified to be your master in my heart, but... we can't go back and let others bully us!"

The more Chen Diji listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He quickly got off the bed and walked behind Zhu San. He wanted to see what books Zhu San was reading.

It would have been fine if I hadn't watched it, but when I saw the title...what the hell is "The True Prince Comes Home Crying".

He was just wondering where this book came from! Suddenly he remembered that when he went into the secret realm before, he seemed to have taken a lot of such books in order to make money in the future.

In the end, he didn't make any money, but was instead harmed by Zhu San.

He pulled the book out of Zhu San's hand and stuffed it into his storage bag. He said angrily, "This book is not for a chicken like you to read."

"If you want to read, read those books!"

He pointed to a bookshelf not far away. There were only two books on the bookshelf. One was the formation book "Nine-Turn Soul-Separation Maze", and the other was "Chu Yi's Cultivation Experience" which he took from Chu Yi half a year ago.

Zhu San just glanced at the two books and turned his head away with disdain.

How could such a boring book be as interesting as the books in Chen Diji's storage bag? Chen Diji didn't allow himself to read it. He would find a chance next time and take the book out of his storage bag.

He thought so in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He turned his head, walked to the bed angrily, flapped his wings and flew up, "If you don't want to look, then don't look!"

"I don't need to see this stuff!"

After saying that, he glanced at Chen Diji quietly, and seeing that Chen Diji didn't say anything, he closed his eyes again.

When Zhu San climbed onto the bed, Chen Diji also lay on the other side of Zhu San. He tilted his head and blew out the candle beside the bed. The man and the chicken were completely in darkness.

Logically speaking, Chen Diji, who has already cultivated to the Golden Core Stage, does not need to sleep at all. For an immortal, day and night are no different.

But tonight he missed his home in his previous life a little bit. He really didn't have the energy to continue practicing sword as he did before, as soon as he came back.

After being lazy for a day, he felt a little guilty, as if he had betrayed himself.

Every cell in his body was clamoring, "Practice! Practice!" But he still didn't want to get up.

He thought, just one day of rest...it shouldn't be a problem!

With his body relaxed and his eyes closed, he fell into a deep sleep.

It was pitch dark.

Suddenly, a white light appeared not far away, attracting Chen Diji forward.

Chen Diji walked towards the direction of the light as if possessed by a spirit. He felt that the scene was very familiar.

This time, the light spot did not avoid him like before, but was waiting for him to approach.

"I calculated that your son...will have three disasters in his life."

Chen Diji kept getting closer to the ball of light, and a strange yet familiar voice came to his ears.

It seems to be the Taoist and his own mother.

"What! You mean my son will go through this twice?"

"Yes."

"Please, Taoist priest!" After receiving a positive response, the mother burst into tears. She almost begged, and her hoarse voice begged again and again, "Save my son! Save my son!"

"I can't live without him! Please!"

"It is said that a humble name is easier to raise." Under the mother's constant pleading, the Taoist priest sighed and said, "Just give your son a random name!"

"Just pick one?" Seeing that the Taoist priest was willing to give her a reminder, the mother stopped crying and asked, "Master, what name do you think would be better?"

"That's up to you."

"If you don't know, just pick one from these signatures."

All I heard was a bunch of bamboo sticks colliding with each other, making a crisp sound.

The mother took the bamboo tube and shook it violently.

"Pah!" A bamboo stick fell. The mother picked it up and looked at it. She read, "Which one?"

"From now on, my son will be called Chen Diji?"

The Taoist priest nodded affirmatively, "From now on, your son will be called Di Ji!"

When Chen Diji heard this, he couldn't help but think it was a bit too much. How could there be two lots on the bamboo stick? He couldn't help but wonder if his mother had been deceived.

He wanted to remind her, but he moved his lips with difficulty and could not make a sound. He could only listen but could not see or touch.

"Thank you, Taoist priest." Although my mother was also surprised by the name, she felt that the name she asked for must be correct, so she kowtowed to express her gratitude.

There was a series of "Bang! Bang!" sounds in his ears. Even though Chen Diji couldn't see it, he knew how much strength the person who was knocking used.

A sharp pain rose in his heart. He didn't expect that his casual name was actually asked for.

Just as he was about to continue listening, he felt a pain in his chest and suddenly he opened his eyes.

It was still dark and I couldn't even see my fingers when I stretched out my hand.

He subconsciously looked towards his chest and saw Zhu San, who was fast asleep, slapping him on the chest with his palm.

Chen Diji moved him to the other side, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, he slept until dawn and never heard the conversation between his mother and the Taoist priest.

He didn't know why, but if he could see his mother in his dreams, he would like to stay in the dream every day and never wake up.

But reality gave him a heavy blow. As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhu San slapped Chen Diji on the head.

"What were you thinking about just now?" Zhu San stood in front of him aggressively and asked, "Were you thinking about something bad just now?"

"I'm telling you, don't even think about it, or you'll be possessed by evil spirits."

Chen Diji didn't know what evil things were. He had never encountered any evil things before. In response to Zhu San's warning, he just replied coldly, "Okay!" Then he picked up the stick and left.

He knew that Zhu San was doing this for his own good, but...that was his mother who had been with him for more than twenty years!

She is the mother who will kneel down and beg for him...

It was in order to save his life that she risked being hacked by his father and rescued his mother!

How could he die before he could even report back?

Before I knew it, my eyes were filled with tears, and one teardrop burst out and fell to the ground.

The grass on the ground suddenly felt the water drops with powerful vitality and absorbed the water madly. After a while, the grass on this small piece of grass grew brighter and thicker than other places.

Zhu San noticed that Chen Diji was in a bad mood, so he ran over happily and tilted his head, just in time to see Chen Diji with tears in his eyes.

This time, he couldn't help but panic.

"My dear..."

"What's wrong with you? Did I hurt you?"