Me, Upgraded

Chapter 46 The Cultivator

Running around with the eldest lady proved that a psycho is really a neuro.The old horse was probably used to the eldest lady's whims, so he specially gave some desserts as gifts when he left, so it was not like he got nothing.

The campus that has not yet started is the stage for students to carnival. The dormitories that arrive early are chattering all day long, not knowing what they are doing, and there are one or two strange noises from time to time, and no one will feel strange.In the midst of the hustle and bustle, because I was tired after a day of driving, dormitory 206 turned off the lights early and went to bed.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, some dormitories were still working all night, but it was much quieter than before.At this moment, a black figure appeared in the dormitory building, and he was seen walking in the darkness in the corner, hiding his figure very well.The sound is very small when walking, and you can't hear it if you don't pay attention. It is an absolute master.

Walking to a certain location, the man looked up, as if he was confirming the location, and then grabbed the protruding water pipe and walked to the second floor.

Because it was in the school and the boys' dormitory, everyone felt very safe. The door on the window sill was not closed at all, and the man came in just like that.A pair of eyes gleamed in the darkness, as if he could see in the darkness, and easily locked on to the target - Fan Li's spiritual sword wood hanging on the wall.

The 'thief' took off the sword, his hands were trembling, he looked at the wood carefully, and stroked the strange lines on it with his hands.After a while, he couldn't help but said: "That's right, it's the spirit pattern! Someone really made a spirit sword!"

Not knowing whether he was startled by the sound or wanted to wake up at night, Mao Jie sat up from the bed, rubbed his eyes to adapt to the darkness, and then saw a black shadow in front of him.

"Grass, who is it? Standing there to scare people, isn't it?"

Mao Jie muttered to turn on the light, while the 'thief' quickly put down his sword and ran in the same direction, jumping directly from the second floor with a diving motion.This series of fluent movements made Mao Jie speechless for a while, and it took two or three seconds before he reacted and shouted: "There are thieves, catch the thieves!"

This roar can be regarded as waking up the quiet dormitory building. Not only the people in the 206 dormitory, but other dormitories also rushed out with mops, and they shouted expectantly: "Where is it? Where is the thief? Come to our dormitory." Stealing from the building is really reckless!"

Mao Jie ran to the edge of the roof and looked down, only to be stunned for a moment, the 'thief' had run away without a trace, and he couldn't help yelling into the distance: "Fuck, you are crazy, be a fool!" You're just a thief, do you need to work so hard?"

Jumping down from the second floor is nothing, but Mao Jie was really scared by the "thief" diving down the stairs just now.In such a dark night, he accidentally turned into a headlong head, directly on the ground with his head dead.

I heard that the person had already run away, and the people in other dormitories dispersed, while the people in the dormitory checked whether there was any loss of property.After a long while, all four of them shook their heads, saying that nothing was stolen.

Lin Chuan frowned and said, "Didn't you come here for property?"

Mao Jie recalled: "No, I did see something in his hand, but then put it down again."

Searching around, he found the wooden sword on the table instead of where it was.Fuck, that skilled thief came in just for a broken wooden sword?

Fan Li picked up the wooden sword, full of astonishment.Wood has been around for so long, no one has noticed its value, let alone coveted it.Only today it was taken out to be seen by others, and then the theft happened. Could it be that the psychopath is not a neuropathy, but a real hermit?This guy is hiding too deep, right?When he gave the wooden sword, he still showed disdain.

In order to prove his conjecture, Fan Li took the wooden sword to the mental hospital the next day.However, if it didn't matter, he would never have the chance to see that crazy old professor, so he could only wander around the door.She wanted to call Gao Yiyi, but she didn't want this girl to know too much. After all, with her curiosity-seeking mentality, she had to ask to the end.

Fan Li's practice is nonsense at all, no physical exercise, no mental formulas, just eat a bunch of messy things.Only after leveling up did I get the sword casting formula, and now I have completely forgotten it, as if it was written in some book...

Therefore, Fan Li was very curious about the cultivation of these practitioners, and how they were hidden from the world.

In the end, there was still no opportunity to visit, so Fan Li could only sigh and choose to leave.Forget it, since the other party already knows that he is a practitioner, he will appear in front of him again sooner or later.

As soon as he said sooner or later, someone stood in front of him immediately.

This is a young man, estimated to be less than thirty, and he respectfully made an ancient salute to Fan Li: "Shangxian, I have been waiting for you for a long time. The junior Li Gang, who was rude last night, please punish him."

Fan Li felt that the surroundings were so bizarre, as if he had traveled to the world of immortals all of a sudden.However, once he came back to his senses, he was full of sense of absurdity. He laughed and said, "What time is it, why are you still talking like the ancients? Are you tired?"

Li Gang also seemed to feel that his tongue was twisted, but he still said respectfully: "Don't dare to be rude in front of seniors."

Fan Li looked at Li Gang up and down for a while, he didn't have the imaginary spirit, he just looked like an ordinary person.Except for the mouthful of descendants of the immortals, he is completely different from the practitioners he imagined.

Fan Li said with a smile: "It's okay, don't be a god, I don't believe in this. Besides, the spiritual gate is closed, and practice has become a joke. Let's talk about it as equals."

Li Gang looked at Fan Li for a while, he didn't seem to be lying, so he let go a little.It turned out that he saw the spirit sword wood from the surveillance camera. The sword pattern on it reminded him of the legend in the master's school, but he didn't dare to confirm it, so he ran there late at night.

Fan Li asked curiously, "Teacher? Do you still have a sect?"

Li Gang was surprised and said: "Why, senior is a casual cultivator? It's admirable. You can practice a spiritual sword without a sect. Since the spiritual gate has gradually closed, the spiritual things in the world have gradually disappeared, and cultivation has become more and more difficult. Our sword sect It has been hundreds of years since a spirit sword was born, and the disciples are also withering day by day. Now that the spirit gate is closed, everyone's thinking has been cut off, and there are not many left."

Li Gang sighed, for those who accepted the lost dream of cultivating immortality, he accepted it, and those who couldn't accept it were just like the old professor who was studied in a mental hospital.

Fan Li was a little surprised. It shouldn't be hard to find spiritual objects. After staying in the ancient village for a summer vacation, he gathered enough spiritual power to make a sword.But what he didn't know was that not everyone had spiritual eyes.The spiritual gate is gradually closed, the number of spiritual objects decreases, and the quality also decreases. It is very difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.Often practitioners may not be able to find a spiritual object after searching for a year on a mountain.

It is also because of this that Fan Li, who has cultivated the spirit sword, has become a legend among the last generation of sword cultivators.

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