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

She was still in a state of excitement now, because she heard the subtext in Lu Xun's words - that fat sister was actually a cultivator!

Ji Li is very yearning for cultivation, after all, with magic swords and magic skills, she has already gained an admission ticket.

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

But she herself knows that this is a point of no return.

If it weren't for the fact that she was really burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, she would not have been able to consider this magic skill.

But now it's different, a legendary cultivator is living in the same inn as himself!

Although her image is not the same as the cultivator she imagined, no matter how tall she is, she is a cultivator after all!

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

Although the impression is that those who enter the Tao with martial arts are all bulls, most of the martial arts practitioners cannot be the opponents of cultivators even if they practice for a lifetime.

If you are fortunate enough to have a cultivator as your teacher, and when he succeeds in cultivation, his parents' revenge can be avenged!

Ji Li couldn't help but raise her head and chest, as if she had started an infinite reverie.

Lu Xun looked at her and wanted to say, "Girl, be sober!" ”

Why are you drunk like this without getting drunk?

After a long time, Ji Li reacted: "How can you be sure that she is a cultivator?" ”

"Because your sword hasn't been the same since she came to our house." Lu Xun was speechless, why hasn't this stinky sister noticed the difference in the wedding dress sword until now?

"Huh!?" Ji Li hurriedly glanced down at the wedding sword.

Originally, if she operated the true qi in her body, she could sense a little bit of spiritual charm on the wedding sword, but now, it is like a piece of mortal iron, but it just looks good.

But she can be sure that the sword is still holding a sword, but it looks different on the surface.

"It's like...... A layer of tricks? She couldn't help but say.

Lu Xun nodded.

"Did you find out right then?" Ji Li was a little puzzled.

Lu Xun nodded.

"You're amazing!" Ji Li couldn't help but sigh.

"[Opinion +1......+1......+1......]"

The corner of Lu Xun's mouth twitched: "......"

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

He continued: "The cultivation sects all like to recruit disciples, your family background is clean, your background is pitiful, it is a chance to meet, there is no big problem, the key depends on whether you have the qualifications to practice." ”

"You know a lot!" Ji Li held his cheeks and looked at Lu Xundao.

"[Opinion +1......+1......+1......]"

It's dirty! Can you still have a good chat!?

To get back to the point, the so-called cultivation qualifications are placed in the Tianchen Continent, which is a mysterious thing. But in the game, that is the special attribute of [Understanding].

Lu Xun is now [Enlightenment 1], which belongs to the lowest level, and he just happened to have crossed the threshold of cultivation, and he could take the legendary waste material flow route.

It's just that his [comprehension] can be improved, an indigenous like Ji Li, unless he encounters some great opportunities in the future, obtains great creation, and likes to mention the protagonist template, otherwise he will not be able to change his talent for the rest of 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 cultivation qualifications, it is very likely to enter the Immortal Gate?" ”

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

Ji Li's little round face was slightly tense, and she looked a little nervous.

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

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

Looking at Ji Li's little face, Lu Xun stopped talking.

There are some things that he knows very well in his heart, after all, he has come into contact with Murong Yan when he played trumpet before, and he knows her true identity.

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

"She'll know when the time comes, anyway." Lu Xun said in his heart.

……

……

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

It wasn't early when they entered the city, but now it's getting dark, and it looks like it's going to rain.

Many passers-by have already rushed home, listening to what some passers-by said, Lu Xun learned that today is actually the Midyear Festival.

Midyear Festival, also known as the seventh half of July, is also called Ghost Festival.

It is estimated that Weixian County will be deserted tonight, and many people should stay at home and will not go out.

As soon as she heard that today was the Midyear Festival, Ji Li lowered her head slightly, her fingers stroked the wedding sword lying across her legs, and her eyes were slightly red.

She remembered her father.

Lu Xun didn't know how to comfort him for a while, but thought of a passage:

[He watched the nurse carry me out of the delivery room, and I was crying, and he was laughing;

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

Saying goodbye to 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 raining outside, and it was pouring down, and there was no intention of stopping.

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

In the middle of the night, Lu Xun heard a quick knock on the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Li standing there holding a wedding sword.

And this wedding sword is trembling slightly!

Since it is already a magic sword, it already has its spirituality, and there must be a reason why this sword suddenly trembled.

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

"There's weirdness! Let's go, go out and have a look! "Lu Xun Road.

He is not afraid of encountering problems, and when the sky falls, the tall man will be on top first, this inn is inhabited by cultivators, and Murong Yan will be the first to top.

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

Only Murong Yan sat alone at the door, her body blocking 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 sword in Ji Li's hand, Murong Yan understood what was going on.

The rain outside is really too heavy, and today is the Midyear Festival, so I feel that the temperature has dropped a little.

Lu Xun glanced outside, because of his particularity, his eyes could see more information, even if he was still a trumpet and did not practice the exercises, but he could also see many things that ordinary people could not see.

He just glanced out the door casually, but at the moment he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He saw such a miraculous scene:

- A hundred ghosts walk at night in the heavy rain, and some people are mixed in it, and they are happier than ghosts.

……