Ji Li didn't know that she had already labeled "X-big brainless" in Lu Xun's heart.

She is still in a relatively excited state because she heard the subtext in Lu Xun's words - that fat sister is actually a cultivator!

Ji Li is extremely yearning for cultivation. After all, she has possessed magic swords and magic skills, which is equivalent to having obtained an entrance ticket.

As long as Lu Xun becomes her furnace, she can start practicing.

But she herself knew that this was a way out.

If she hadn't really been carrying a deep hatred for the sea of ​​blood, she wouldn't have considered this magical skill.

But now it’s different. A legendary practitioner lives in the same inn as him!

Although her image is inconsistent with the practitioner she imagines, no matter how tall, fat and thin, practitioners are practitioners after all!

How many people who practice martial arts can enter the Tao with martial arts?

Although I remember that those who enter the Tao with martial arts are all great people, most of the martial arts practitioners cannot be opponents of practitioners even if they practice for a lifetime.

If you are lucky enough to become a practitioner, and when you succeed in practicing in the future, your parents will be able to avenge your parents!

Ji Li couldn't help but raise her head and chest, as if she had already opened her infinite imagination.

Lu Xun looked at her and wanted to say, "Miss, please be sober!"

Why is it so drunk that I haven’t touched the drop of wine?

It took Ji Li a long time to react: "How can you be sure that she is a cultivator?"

"Because your sword has become different since she came to our house." Lu Xun was speechless. Why hasn't this stinky sister discovered the difference between the wedding dress sword?

"Hey!?" Ji Li quickly looked down at the wedding dress sword.

Originally, if she had circulated the true energy in her body, she could sense the little bit of spiritual charm on the wedding dress sword, but now, it is like a handful of ordinary iron, just looking good.

But she was sure that the sword was still holding a sword, but it looked different on the surface.

"It's like... a layer of tricks?" she couldn't help but say.

Lu Xun nodded.

"Did you discover it at that time?" Ji Li was a little puzzled.

Lu Xun nodded.

"You are so awesome!" Ji Li couldn't help but sigh.

“【Favority +1…+1…+1…+1…】”

Lu Xun's mouth twitched: "..."

He looked at Ji Li and said, "The reason I asked you to come here to sit for a while is to talk to you about this."

He continued: "The sects of practice like to recruit disciples. Your family background is clean and your life experience is pitiful. It is an opportunity to encounter it. There is no big problem. The key is whether you have the qualifications to practice."

"You know a lot!" Ji Li held her cheeks and looked at Lu Xun.

“【Favority +1…+1…+1…+1…】”

It’s so dirt! Can you still chat well?

Back to the point, the so-called cultivation qualifications are placed on the Tianchen Continent, which is a mysterious thing. But in the game, it is the special attribute of [Insight].

Lu Xun is now [Insight 1], which is the lowest level. He happened to cross the threshold of practice and can follow the legendary waste stream.

But his [innocence] can be improved. Unable to encounter great opportunities in the future, gain great fortune, and be happy to recommend the protagonist template, he will never be able to change his talent in his life.

Ji Li took a sip of the tea provided by the small teahouse and said to Lu Xun: "Does that mean that as long as I have the qualifications to practice, I am very likely to enter the Immortal Sect?"

Lu Xun nodded and said, "It's very likely."

Ji Li's little round face slightly tense, looking a little nervous.

Her martial arts talent is indeed good, but her cultivation talent is unknown.

Lu Xun is just a level 0 trumpet, so he can't see anything for the time being.

Looking at Ji Li's little face, Lu Xun wanted to speak but stopped.

He knew some things very well, after all, he had contacted Murong Yan when he was playing small trumpets before and knew her true identity.

But he can't tell Ji Li much now because he can't explain how he knew.

"Anyway, she will know then." Lu Xun said in his heart.

...

...

The weather is getting colder and the sky is a little gloomy.

It was already late when they entered the city, but now it was almost dark and it looked like it was going to rain.

Many passers-by had already rushed home. After listening to some passers-by, Lu Xun learned that today was actually the Zhongyuan Festival.

Zhongyuan Festival, also known as the Mid-Yue month, is also called the Ghost Festival.

Wei County will probably be deserted tonight, and many people should stay at home and will not go out.

As soon as he heard that today is the Zhongyuan Festival, Ji Li lowered her head slightly and stroked the wedding dress sword placed horizontally on her legs, her eyes slightly red.

She remembered her parents.

Lu Xun didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, but instead thought of a sentence:

[He watched the nurse come out of the delivery room with me in his arms, and I was crying and he smiled;

I watched him sleep in the coffin, and I cried, but he ignored me anymore.

The eternal separation of life and death is something that makes people feel powerless.

"Let's go back." Lu Xun said to Ji Li.

She nodded obediently.

After arriving at the inn, Ji Li ate a little casually and locked herself in the room.

It was indeed raining outside, and it was pouring heavily, so there was no intention of stopping.

Lu Xun was rarely alone, so he lay on the bed, listening to the sound of rain while continuing to think about how to walk the next road and perfecting his plan.

Late at night, Lu Xun heard a rapid knock on the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Li standing there holding a wedding dress sword.

And this wedding dress sword is trembling slightly!

Since it is already a magic sword, it already has its own spirituality. There must be a reason why the sword suddenly trembles.

Lu Xun is now a level 0 trumpet, and Ji Li is just a martial arts practitioner. Their senses may not be as good as this sword.

"There is something weird! Let's go out and take a look!" Lu Xun said.

He was not afraid of encountering trouble. When the sky fell, he would be led by a tall man first. There were practitioners living in this inn, and Murong Yan would be led by the first.

After going downstairs, the inn was quiet and the sound of rain was noisy.

Only Murong Yan was sitting at the door, and her body blocked half of the door.

She was a little surprised that Lu Xun and Ji Li went downstairs, but after taking a look at the wedding dress sword in Ji Li's hand, Murong Yan understood what was going on.

The rain outside is so heavy. Today is the Zhongyuan Festival again, and the temperature feels lower.

Lu Xun looked outside and found that due to his particularity, his eyes could see more information. Even though he was still a small trumpet and had not practiced martial arts, he could see many things that ordinary people could not see.

He just took a casual look outside the door, but at this moment he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

He saw such a magical scene:

——A hundred ghosts walk at night in heavy rain, and some people mingle in it, happier than ghosts.
Chapter completed!