I’m a God in Another World

Back in the real world, Fang Lei, whose manifestation has changed dramatically, immediately pulled out the masks and sunglasses at home, and then flew directly from the hotel.

After walking around, Fang Lei bought a lot of fabrics, needles and wigs.

Holding these things, Fang Lei returned to the hotel, closed the door, and returned directly to the foreign world.

Manifestation, Magical Powers, and even flying sword, Fang Lei is complete, the only thing lacking is a decent leader. But in this case, Fang Lei has no way to obtain it in the real world.

Fang Lei, who intends to break this world Rule, is gently and cautiously to avoid all possible exposure.

He would rather do sewing himself, rather than buy a ready-made costume, because once he got fired, he could be picked out by the netizens in minutes, and then obtained some information by Imperial Court.

As for the wig? I bought this thing and bought it, anyway, Fang Lei would repair it himself.

Holding a piece of cloth and holding sewing in his hand, Fang Lei’s face became handsome and unparalleled because of the divine power cosmetic surgery.

Sewing a sock or something is not a problem for Fang Lei, the old Village Chief, if you ask him to make clothes, it’s really difficult for him.

Throwing things on the bed, Fang Lei smiled bitterly: “Who said the god omnipotent? At least my god is now stumped by sewing.”

But no matter how hard it is, it is better than death.

Fang Lei gritted his teeth, turned on the computer, and started looking through a large amount of material he had stored.

“How to make clothes, what are the stitches for sewing clothes, and the basic ideas of fashion design …”

The three hundred sixty line is like a sea of ​​smoke. Fortunately, the time advantage of the foreign world is here. The forced Fang Lei has no choice but to do scalp and learn while doing, but it also makes him stumble.

After one day and one night, Fang Lei’s eyes were red and he looked at the white clothed dusty self in the mirror with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

The self in the mirror … or the Sword Immortal Star Dust in the mirror, this is a handsome face plus that white clothed, such as the shiny long hair simple tied under the head, just standing There, it looks like a divin immortal from the painting.

The style of the clothes is somewhat similar to the ancient Chinese swordsman traditional han dress, but there are some differences, which are more in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

At that time, Fang Lei pondered that if the real world also has a transcendent powerhouse, he would certainly keep up with the times, so he referred to many pictures of materials ……

To be honest, such a white clothed is very resistant to stains, but Fang Lei has divine power. A layer of divine power is attached to the clothes, which not only keeps the clothes from dust, but also makes the clothes look classy. table.

After twisting his body a few times, he found that the carbon steel sword carefully wound with white cloth would not damage his image. Fang Lei finally expressed a righteousness, and after taking a deep breath, he took a deep look outside the cave entrance. Endless light, said solemnly:

“Can you continue on top of Divine Road? It depends on you today!”

Having said that, Fang Lei once again appeared in the hotel’s guest room through the Gate of Space.

In real world time, when Fang Lei was doing sewing, it was unknowingly late at night, and Dao Sect religious gathering would be held after dawn.

The hotel chosen by Fang Lei is not a hotel in the urban area, but a hotel in the mountains. Therefore, it is natural that there is no such thing as monitoring with the city.

Coupled with the previous game, Fang Lei has already figured out some monitoring arrangements, so for how to dive into Mount Sanqing, as a flying God, Fang Lei not at all is too much pressure.

Of course, with his current divine power, he wants to fly, and the light effect is a bit bluffing … so Fang Lei didn’t plan to fly to Mount Sanqing like this.

Fang Lei muttered to himself, looking at the towering Mount Sanqing under the moonlight, across the screen.

“Widely spread online, there is a closed area in Mount Sanqing, could it be where is the real world Dao Sect powerhouse live?”

But then Fang Lei’s eyes became indifferent: “Whether or not there is a powerhouse, I will definitely have a manifest infront of a human tomorrow.”

……

After taking a nap, he recovered his exhausted mentality from Peak to Peak, and in the darkness before dawn, Fang Lei quietly moved towards Mount Sanqing and groped for the past.

He did not use divine power to fly, but used his powerful physique and aid of divine power, like a lightness art expert, to avoid the sight of everyone and monitoring equipment.

On the road that Dao Sect religious gathering must pass, Fang Lei walked back and forth several times, and finally chose a location.

That position can ensure that you unexpectedly appear, but it will not make people feel obscure.

“It should be no problem, enough for me to pave the way.”

After deducing it a few times in his mind, Fang Lei was satisfied with nodded. After firmly recording this position, Fang Lei found a place and hid himself.

The sun rising from the east, the mist filled the mountains.

In fact, this time is not the time for tourists to enter, but Dao Sect and the staff of the scenic area have begun to work one after another.

Dao Sect religious gathering said that grandness is not so grand, but it should not be shabby, and there are really many things to prepare.

For ordinary people, travel, who is still up early?

And for the rich who adore Dao Sect, it is not the time when they come.

Fang Lei gently and cautiously hides himself, quietly waiting for the passage of time, and at the same time silently calculating in his heart.

“It’s almost five days since the foreign world has passed? Time is really getting tighter …”

Anxiously waiting, it was not until nine o’clock in the morning, almost ten o’clock, that the number of tourists on the mountain road in Mount Sanqing began to increase.

Originally an important scenic spot, coupled with the gimmick of Dao Sect religious gathering, Mount Sanqing at this time turned out to be more crowded than usual.

Of course, this traffic is still incomparable with Golden Week. But these people are enough for Fang Lei!

Looking at more and more tourists blinking, Fang Lei took a deep breath:

“It’s almost time I played …”

“Heavenly River Sword School sword immortal-Star Dust!”

Quietly watching the corner of the mountain road, taking advantage of the moment of the flow of the fault, Fang Lei’s eyes flashed and he drove the divine power violently, and the mountain road that moved towards that corner passed away!

ps: Wen Jun has a ticket recommendation, and is eager for it. Jun Su Yada will not cause me.