Back to the real world, Fang Lei, whose appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes, immediately took out the mask and sunglasses at home, and then ran out of the hotel.

After a walk around, I didn’t have much time at all. Fang tired so I bought a lot of fabrics, needlework and wigs.

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

Fang Lei has all his appearance, magical powers, and even flying swords. The only thing he lacks is his decent outfit. However, Fang Lei has no way to obtain this outfit in the real world.

Fang Lei, who intends to break the rules of this world, is careful to avoid any possibility of exposing himself.

He would rather do needlework by himself than buy a ready-made costume, because once he became popular, netizens could dig out the costume style in minutes, and then obtain some information from the court.

As for the wig? I bought this thing, and I will do it myself if I am tired.

Holding the packs of cloth and pinching needlework in his hands, Fang Lei's face became unparalleled because of his magical plastic surgery. His face was full of confusion.

Sewing a sock or something is not a problem for Fang Lei, who grew up in the countryside. If you ask him to make clothes, it will really make things difficult for him.

After throwing the thing onto the bed, Fang Lei smiled bitterly: "Who said God is omnipotent? At least I, God, are now stumped by needlework."

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

Fang Lei gritted his teeth, turned on the computer and began to read the large amount of information he had reserved.

"How to make clothes, what are the needles for sewing clothes, and the basic ideas for clothing design..."

Three hundred and sixty lines are like a sea of ​​smoke. Fortunately, the advantage of time in another world is here. Fang Lei, who was forced to do nothing, gritted his teeth and learned while doing it, which made him stumbling and fiddled out.

One day and one night later, Fang Lei's eyes were red, looking at himself in white clothes in the mirror, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The self in the mirror...or the Star Dust Sword Immortal in the mirror has a handsome face and a white dress. The long hair that is shiny like ink is simply tied behind the head. Just standing there, it is like a god and a person walking out of the painting.

The style of the clothes is somewhat similar to the Hanfu of ancient Chinese swordsmen, but it is somewhat different, which is more in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

At that time, Fang Lei thought that if there were extraordinary people in the real world, he would definitely keep pace with the times, so he referred to a lot of pictures...

To be honest, such a white dress is very impermanent, but Fang Lei has divine power. A layer of divine power attached to the clothes can not only prevent the clothes from getting dusty, but also make the clothes look superficial.

After twisting his body a few times and finding that the carbon steel sword carefully wrapped in white cloth would not damage his image, Fang Lei finally looked straight. After taking a deep breath, he looked at the endless light outside the cave entrance and said in a deep voice:

"Whether you can continue to walk on the road of God depends on your own try today!"

After saying that, Fang Lei appeared in the hotel room again through the space gate.

In the real world, when Fang Lei was doing needlework, it was unknowingly at night, and the Taoist Dharma Assembly will be held after dawn.

The hotel Fang Lei chose was not a hotel in the city, but a hotel in the mountains. In this way, things like monitoring are naturally not as omnipresent as urban areas.

In addition, Fang Lei has already figured out some surveillance arrangements after the previous tour, so Fang Lei does not have much pressure as a flying god as a flying god.

Of course, with his current divine power, if he wants to fly, the light effect is a bit scary... Therefore, Fang Lei didn't plan to fly to the inside of Sanqing Mountain just like that.

Through the screen window, looking at the towering Sanqing Mountain under the moonlight, Fang Lei murmured to himself:

"It is rumored online that there is an area in Sanqing Mountain that is not open to the public. Is it the place where the Taoist powerful people in the real world live?"

But then, Fang Lei's eyes became cold: "No matter whether there are strong people or not, I will definitely want to show my holy tomorrow."

...

After a night of sleep, he restored his exhausted spirit due to continuous needlework to his peak. In the darkness before dawn, Fang Lei quietly groped into the interior of Sanqing Mountain.

Instead of using divine power to fly, he used his powerful physical fitness and divine power to avoid the sight of everyone and the monitoring equipment like a master of light skills.

On the road that must be passed by the Taoist Dharma Assembly, Fang Lei walked back and forth several times and finally chose a position.

That position can ensure that you appear unexpectedly, but it won't make people feel abrupt.

"It should be no problem, it's enough for me to lay the groundwork."

After deducing it in my mind several times, Fang Lei nodded with satisfaction, and after remembering this position firmly, Fang Lei found a position and hid himself.

The sun rises eastward, and the mountains are filled with fog.

In fact, this is not the time when tourists enter the venue, but the staff from Taomen and scenic spots have started to work one after another.

The Taoist Dharma Assembly is not very grand, but it cannot be shabby. There are really a lot of things to prepare.

For ordinary people, who can get up early when traveling?

And for those rich people who admire Taoism, it is not the time for them to come.

Fang Lei carefully hid himself, quietly waiting for the passage of time, and also silently calculating in his heart.

"It's almost five days since the other world? Time is really getting more and more urgent..."

I was waiting anxiously until after nine o'clock in the morning and almost ten o'clock, the number of tourists on the Sanqing Mountain road began to increase.

It was originally an important scenic spot, and with the gimmick of the Taoist Dharma Assembly, Sanqing Mountain was actually more crowded than usual.

Of course, this person’s traffic is still incomparable to the Golden Week. But these people are enough for Fang Lei!

With his eyes flashing, Fang Lei took a deep breath:

"It's almost time for me to play..."

"Tianhe Sword Sect Sword Immortal Xingchen!"

Looking quietly at the corner of the mountain road, taking advantage of the moment when the crowd was in trouble, Fang Lei's eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly circulated his divine power and rushed towards the mountain road at the corner!
Chapter completed!