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Ji Li didn't know that she had been labeled as "big and brainless" in Lu Xun's mind.

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

Ji Li was very eager to practice, after all, she had a magic sword and magic skills, which meant she had already obtained an admission ticket.

As long as Lu Xun became her furnace, she could start practicing.

But she knew that this was a road of no return.

If she didn't really carry a blood feud, she would never consider this magic skill.

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

Although her image is not consistent with the cultivator she imagined, no matter how tall, short, fat or thin, a cultivator is a cultivator after all!

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

Although it is remembered that those who enter the Tao through martial arts are all great people, most martial artists, even if they practice for a lifetime, can never be the opponent of cultivators.

If I am lucky enough to have a cultivator as my teacher, I can avenge my parents when I succeed in cultivation!

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

Lu Xun looked at her and wanted to say, "Girl, wake up!"

How could she be so drunk without even drinking a drop of wine?

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

"Because since she came to our house, your sword has become different." Lu Xun was speechless. How come this stinky sister hasn't noticed the difference in the Wedding Sword yet?

"Eh!?" Ji Li quickly lowered her head and took a look at the Wedding Sword.

Originally, if she circulated her internal Qi, she could sense a little bit of the spiritual charm on the Wedding Sword, but now, it was like an ordinary piece of iron, just with a good appearance.

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

"It's like... a layer of sleight of hand?" She couldn't help but say.

Lu Xun nodded.

"Did you find out at that time?" Ji Li was a little puzzled.

Lu Xun nodded.

"You are so amazing!" Ji Li couldn't help but sighed.

"【Favorability +1...+1...+1...】"

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 that I want to talk to you about this matter."

He continued, "The sects of cultivation are all happy to recruit disciples. You have a clean family background and a pitiful life experience. It is an opportunity to meet you. There is no big problem. The key is whether you have the qualifications for cultivation."

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

"【Favorability +1...+1...+1...】"

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

Let's get back to the point. The so-called cultivation qualifications are mysterious things in Tianchen Continent. But in the game, it is a special attribute of [comprehension].

Lu Xun is now [Comprehension 1], which is the lowest level. He just happened to cross the threshold of cultivation and can take the legendary waste material route.

However, his [Comprehension] can be improved. For a native like Ji Li, unless he encounters a great opportunity in the future, obtains great fortune, and gets 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 will most likely be admitted to the immortal sect?"

Lu Xun nodded and said: "It is very likely."

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

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

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

Looking at Ji Li's little face, Lu Xun hesitated to speak.

He knew some things very well. After all, he had met Murong Yan when he was playing a trumpet before and knew her true identity.

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

"Anyway, she will know when the time comes." Lu Xun said in his heart.

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The weather was getting colder, and the sky was a little gloomy.

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

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

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

Wei County is expected to be quiet tonight, and many people should stay at home and not go out.

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

She thought of her parents.

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

[He watched the nurse carry me out of the delivery room, I cried and he smiled;

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

Death and life are something that makes people feel helpless.

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

She nodded obediently.

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

It was indeed raining outside, and it was pouring, with no sign 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 go next 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 the wedding sword.

And this wedding sword is trembling slightly!

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

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

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

He was not afraid of any trouble. If the sky fell, the taller man would hold it first. There were practitioners living in this inn, so if he wanted to hold it, Murong Yan would hold it first.

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

Murong Yan was the only one sitting 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 heavy. Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival again, so the temperature seems to have dropped a bit.

Lu Xun glanced outside. Due to his special characteristics, his eyes could see more information. Even though he was still a trumpet and had not practiced any skills, he could still see many things that ordinary people could not see. .

He just glanced outside the door casually, but at this moment he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

He saw this magical scene:

——In the heavy rain, hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and there are people among them who are happier than the ghosts.

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