Flashy Dream of Thunderbolt

The brim of the God of Death's black hat covered his expression, and Xian Lingxi could only see his sharpened chin and slightly raised corners of his mouth.

"Do you know that I can destroy you with a single move of my finger." The god of death has absolute confidence in his own strength: "Surrender to me is the choice of a wise man."

"Whether it is my master or my good friend, they all said that I am not a smart person." Xian Lingxi stared at the god of death in front of her, and smiled sweetly: "I admit that there are many things I don't understand. I hope I can gain experience and become smarter and stronger.”

Xian Lingxi is a flower that grew up in a greenhouse. The greatest grief she has experienced in her life is the death of her master.

Bone Erosion is a bloodthirsty clan. When he dies, he doesn't even have a corpse. His whole body turns into dust, and when the wind blows, he disperses.

Death hated being rejected, he continued to seduce: "If you make a wish, I can give you unparalleled wisdom and an unshakable heart."

"You can even bestow wisdom and emotion, you are really powerful."

Xian Lingxi is a newcomer, she feels that the abyss is really a place where many talents are born, the monk named Brahma I saw just now has extraordinary bones, and the god of death in front of her is also superb in magic.

It is so powerful to meet two people casually, so how much is there hidden in the plight, the capable people and strangers that she has not seen yet?

"I am the god of death, and I am omnipotent." The god of death has the ability to rule life and death with absolute invincibility.

Xian Lingxi wasn't going to really make a wish, but she still raised her little head and asked, "Can you really fulfill all my wishes?"

"Death, don't bother with lies. You only need to pay a small price, and everything will go well."

"The price, um...I can tell you about your future."

Xian Lingxi squinted her eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"My future, hahahaha." Death suddenly laughed, the surrounding scenery became distorted, and the trees and flowers lost their vitality: "You are very bold."

Not only does Xian Lingxi look like an ignorant girl on the outside, but her strength also looks like this, fragile and vulnerable.

"you will die."

"In this world, no one can defeat me, and no one can kill me, or is it you who want to kill God?"

"I just know you're going to die."

The god of death thinks too much, Xian Lingxi never likes to fight, even though she won't lose in a fight.

"Huh? You can see the future? It seems that I was wrong." Death seemed to have discovered something interesting, and he chuckled: "Ha, you are very lucky, leave your name. "

It seems that the god of death is much more tolerant than Xian Lingxi thought.

"The color is bright and lingering."

"Dare to predict the future of Death God, have the courage, as a reward, I will give you a gift."

Xian Lingxi wanted to refuse, but the god of death didn't give her a chance to refuse.

Death gave her a black cloak.

"..." She managed to dress up so well, now it's done, covering everything from beginning to end.

"This cloak can resist all harm in the world. As long as you wear it, no one can kill you or hurt you." Death thought that Xian Lingxi only had the ability to predict the future, so he continued: "You wear this cloak. Go west for the cloak, to the Western Martial Forest, and fetch the Luohou ring seal for me."

Eat people with short mouths, and take people softly.

Xian Lingxi cannot deny that the cloak she wears is a powerful magic weapon.

"I promise you."

Xian Lingxi looked to the west, the flames of war, the blood of the soldiers was like the setting sun in the sky, bright and bright: "The misery is really a beautiful and rich land, no matter how many wars it has experienced, it still cannot stop its vitality. Death , I am ready to settle down in a difficult place, what about you? Should I stay in a difficult place, or go back to your original place?"

"I'm going to stay in the plight until I'm tired of all the games."

Xian Lingxi said in a joking and relaxed tone: "Then I have found a place to stay, and you are welcome to come as a guest. After all, I am also a person who has been sheltered by the god of death."

The god of death is silent, and he gave Xian Lingxi this cloak, which means that he can find Xian Lingxi at any time.

He is a legend, the object that everyone in the world looks up to, no one can reject him, and no one dares to resist him.He is authority, God, and faith.

To be strong means to be alone.

"You are just a mere human being. In my eyes, all human beings in the world are playthings." The god of death turned his back, and he melted into the vast and boundless darkness: "Bring me the Luohu ring seal, maybe, I will give you grace to enter My game."

After speaking, the Grim Reaper disappeared.

Xian Lingxi looked at the place where the god of death left, put on the cloak and hat, and muttered to herself: "Who said I am a human being?"

Xian Lingxi is a road idiot, going to the West Wulin does not mean going west in a straight line.

She is lost!

Asking directions is an art, she looked around and found a monk sitting in a teahouse taking a nap.

That eminent monk is neither male nor female.

Anyone who can become an eminent monk is the result of years of painstaking practice. The eminent monk's white hair is tied into a tall bun, his face is compassionate, his benevolent eyebrows are kind, and he looks like a Buddha. There is a golden light invisible to the naked eye around him, which looks luxurious. Noble and unconventional.

Before Xian Lingxi asked for directions, he heard the eminent monk behind his back say: "The seven emotions are not ignorant and the four kinds of kindness, the eight rafts often return to the souls of the ten realms. Negative karma and dusty sages cross over, and the boundless water and the moon exist forever." .Demon, you are on the wrong path."

The murderous aura came suddenly, and the sand and stones flew away.

The body cultivation of the Buddha of Heaven has reached perfection, even if his hands are not moved, the air has become suffocating and oppressive.He has a very strong obsession with spiritual cleanliness due to his special cultivation method, and he has a decisive attitude towards evil. Therefore, he naturally has murderous intentions for Xian Lingxi who is full of demonic energy.

Xian Lingxi took off her hat and showed an innocent expression. The Buddha of Heaven is a human being. Although the murderous aura in the air has decreased, it has not completely disappeared.

"Human beings have demonic energy, and the donor will be swallowed up by this magical energy."

"Master, this demonic energy is protecting me. I just want to ask Master how to get to Xiwulin. There is no malice." Xian Lingxi showed humility and courtesy, since everyone regarded her as a fragile human girl , she accepted this disguise: "I'm going to Xiwulin to find something very important."

"If the human heart becomes weak, demons will take the opportunity to bewitch and devour the human heart. If human beings are willing to work with monsters, then the human heart will turn into a demon. If this is the case, won't the benefactor turn back?"

Isn't it just taking a cloak, so it can't be so serious, right?Of course, Xian Lingxi just thought about it, she didn't dare to say indifferent words in front of the eminent monk.

"I came to ask about the way ahead, the way I came here is meaningless to me."

The Buddha of Heaven was not annoyed, but calmly said something that had nothing to do with asking for directions: "Where does the benefactor come from?"

"..." Why is it so difficult to ask the way? If I knew it would be better to summon the goblin, Xian Lingxi complained in her heart, but on the surface she still pretended to be a magic stick: "Come from nowhere."

The Buddha of Heaven, who was even more unpredictable than Xian Lingxi, also answered her blankly: "Then the benefactor should go out."

"..." Xian Lingxi suddenly felt that it was very difficult to talk to someone with great wisdom.

"Master, there is doom in your life!"

"There is no one in this world who is destined to become a Buddha. Only after going through all kinds of disasters can he become a Buddha." The Buddha of Heaven does not accept this kind of trick. There is also doom here."

"Hey, there are so many strange people in this world, master, I won't bother you to rest, I will find the way by myself." Xian Lingxi put on her hat, not wanting to say anything more.

"The benefactor doesn't leave a name?"

"The color is bright and lingering, just a fledgling little character."

As for the name of the Buddha of Heaven, Xian Lingxi knows without asking, there is only one person in the Buddhist sect who practiced this in the battle between the holy and the devil in a difficult situation, and that is Louzhi Weituo.

The Buddha of Heaven watched Xian Lingxi leave, he neither stopped nor advised, everything in the world has its own rules, and Xian Lingxi has the fate of Buddha in her body, he intended to enlighten her, but the Buddha will not pass For unbelievers, she has no intention, and the Buddha of the sky does not force it.

Xian Lingxi uses spells to communicate with all living beings. She doesn't like to use her abilities. Mana can conjure delicious food and wine, but she likes to do it herself. A spell can clean the courtyard, but she likes to clean it by herself.

That's probably why she looks human.

The Western Wulin seems to be even more chaotic than the Central Plains Wulin. Xian Lingxi heard that a demon called Xie Tian Yuwu came here.

How miserable.

Xian Lingxi didn't know what Luo Hou's ring seal was. She used vegetation and animals to find out the news, and only learned that there was a man named Luo Hou in Xiwulin, and this person named Luo Hou didn't have a ring seal on him.

The god of death who cheated.

The God of Reaper will never target indiscriminately. Although Xian Lingxi has only met the God of Reaper, she can be sure that the God of Reaper will not play such a silly joke.

The Luohu ring seal must exist, if it does not exist in the present, then it will exist in the past and future.

Xian Lingxi decided to find that person named Luo Hou first.

Because of the war, it is much more difficult to walk in the West Wulin. There will always be unknown demon horns coming out to fight and kill, or some local ruffians will come and shout in front of Xian Lingxi.

Of course, Xian Lingxi doesn't pay attention to these people, but she doesn't like killing people, not because she is kind, but because she is afraid.

Bloody and bloody, how scary isn't it?

When Xian Lingxi hadn't left Shenshangzhiyu, she hadn't seen anything terrible.

Although Xi Gusheng is a bloodthirsty family, he never kills in front of Xian Lingxi. In Xian Lingxi's eyes, Xi Gusheng is the most considerate and perfect existence.

When he speaks, he speaks softly, he likes to touch Xianlingxi's hair, and stays quietly by Xianlingxi's side, no matter what she says or does, he will nod dotingly.

As Xian Lingxi's master, Xi Gusheng didn't teach her martial arts, strategy, or poetry. He taught her to live a carefree life and live for herself.

In this way, Xian Lingxi developed a cold and innocent character.

The author has something to say:

Among Luo Hou's four brothers, two of them have no names. Jun Fengqing seems to be mentioned in the play.